Outcast

Chapter 1: The Boy in the Iceberg

Outcast. That is the name that I am most familiar with. I have always been the outsider and the black sheep of the family. Being lost, not feeling like you fit in anywhere is one of the worst feelings any person can have. I was abandoned by my parents and was left for dead outside in a snow storm in the south pole. Luckily, I was found by Hakoda, Chief of the southern water tribe while he was walking back to the village after his hunt was cut short due to the storm. I was found swateled up in a fire nation blanket and wearing a necklace with a small key attached to the chain. The Chief took me in and raised me like I was his own until he had kids of his own. The Chief then gave me the name Kai, which means Keeper of the Keys.

When I turned 4 years old, I discovered that I was a firebender. It happened when I started to notice that the cold never bothered me anymore and not to take a jacket with me. Then, my baby brother Sokka got trapped underneath the snow in our village and, without even thinking, put my hands against the snow and it quickly began to melt just by my touch. This frightened my village, especially the Chief. From that day forward, I was banned from using my abilities unless it was outside the village. Everyone in the village kept their distance from me because they were afraid. The fire nation has a horrible reputation and the firebenders are the ones to blame. It doesn't help that my pale white skin and my dark black hair makes me look like I belong with the enemy.

Growing up, Sokka and Katara never thought of me as the enemy. They always have treated me like I really was their older sister. But I know deep down that they are both afraid of my firebending as well. I can't say that I blame them. My people have a horrible reputation and I am supposed to naturally fall in line with the rest of them. But I love my siblings even if we are not blood related. I would die for either one of them.

Now here I am 16 years old sitting in a canoe with my "perfect" waterbending sister and my meat head of a brother hunting for food. Sokka sits at the front of the canoe because he thinks that men are the only ones who can actually steer a boat and it's the manly thing to do. Katara sits in the back because she always wants to practice her waterbending whenever we journey outside the village. I, on the other hand, am sitting in the very middle holding the fish net as I watch Sokka hold his spear up in the air waiting for a fish to cross his path.

"It's not getting away from me this time." Sokka exclaims as his eyebrows frown as he puts on his serious face. I just roll my eyes and let out a sigh. "Watch this girls, this is how you caught a fish."

Katara ignores her brother and takes off her glove. She then takes a deep breath and starts to waterbend a fish out of water. The fish is trapped within her water bubble. "Sokka, Kai, Look!" I smiled at her creation.

"Nice job Katara!" Sokka continues to ignore Katara and keeps staring at the water.

"Shh, Katara. You're gonna scare it away." He says in a very hushed voice. "Mmm. I can already smell it cooking."

"But, Sokka, I caught one." Katara then tries to bring the fish closer to the canoe but right when the fish is above my head, Sokka pulls his spear back and pops Katara's water bubble. The water fell on my head and the fish fell back into the water.

"Ahh! Why is it that every time you play with magic water, I get soaked?" I say as I warm up my body heat and the water begins to steam off my skin.

"Ugh. It's not Magic. It's Waterbending. And it's-" Sokka then cuts Katara off.

"Yeah, Yeah. An ancient art unique to our culture, blah, blah, blah... Look, I'm Just saying that if I had weird powers like you and Kai, I'd keep my weirdness to myself." I then shot daggers at Sokka.

"You're calling us weird?" I then change my facial expression into a smile. " I'm not the one who makes muscles at myself every time I see my reflection in the water." Katara giggles as we watch our brother doing exactly that. He then stops and turns around to face us. Then out of nowhere, Something hits our canoe making all of us yelp. Sokka and I turn our attention to the front of the boat and notice that the current starts to pick up and a bunch of ice is gathered up in one spot straight ahead of us. Sokka picks up the oar and tries stirring the canoe to avoid the blocks of floating ice.