The causes of death are many and varied. Old age, suicide, illness... But the cause of death that scares people the most in this day and age is...
Death by fire.
Fire is a burning reminder of our own will and creative power, so, why would someone f...
You jump as you hear the sound of heavy snow falling.
Your boat collides into a thick chunk of ice, as you quickly change into your stealthy clothing.
You grimace as you try your hardest to not apply too much pressure on your limbs, you're still sore, and beaten.
After changing and putting on your mask, you put your Fire Nation clothes in your travel bag and throw them into the cold ocean, never to see them again.
Y/N: "...Good riddance."
You quickly step onto the cold, icy land, slightly limping as you begin to sprint toward the Fire Nation ship, which you see that it's now docked in front of the Southern Water Tribe.
Back when you were on your boat contemplating your decision, you decided to help them. If you just left them to die, you'd be no better than the Fire Nation.
You sprint faster, as you inspect the bow of the ship slowly open as it creaks forward in a burst of steam, forming a walkway.
A girl with dark brown hair slowly backs up, as she watches three figures ominously walk through the steam.
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The three figures pursue her, as she tries her best to scramble to her feet, which she's unable to do due to the snowy floor.
She falls.
???: "Katara!" A boy with face paint shouts, the figure in the middle, who appears as the leader, steps up to her and raises his leg.
???: "Katara, no!"
The figure drops his leg, stomping on... Snow?
You dove just in the nick of time to save her, as you slid across the snow, carrying the girl bridal style.
Y/N: "Are you alright?!"
Katara: "I... Who...?"
???: "Get away from my sister!" The boy with face paint shouts, causing you to put the girl down.
Katara: "But Sokka, he saved me!"
Sokka: "I don't care! I don't know who he is, so I don't trust him! Everyone, get behind me!" The boy now dubbed Sokka looks at Katara. "Let me protect my home!"
The villagers huddle together and stand behind Sokka, who kneels in the snow in front of them and brandishes a club, ready to defend his tribe.
You hesitantly stand behind him, and he quickly eyes you but decides not to say anything considering the situation you all were in.
You stand up strong and straight, just enough so that you could take action if needed but also so you wouldn't be hurting yourself even more.
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