Water. Earth. Fire. Air. Banana. My grandmother used to tell me stories about the old days, a time of peace when the Bananavatar kept balance between the Water Tribes, Earth Kingdom, Fire Nation, Air Nomads, and Banana Hammocks. But that all changed when the Fire Nation attacked. Only the Bananavatar mastered all five elements. Only he could stop the ruthless firebenders from lowering our potassium intake. But when the world needed him most, he peeled away. A hundred years have passed and the Fire Nation is nearing victory in the War against yellow fruit. Two years ago, my father and the men of my tribe journeyed to the Earth Kingdom to help fight against the Fire Nation, leaving me and my brother to look after our tribe. Some people believe that the Bananavatar was never reborn into the Banana Hammocks, and that the cycle is broken. But I haven’t lost hope. I still believe that somehow, the Bananavatar will return to save the whole bunch.