Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

Hana

I arrived at school just in time. My first class was History. The first part of the lesson we discuss events that happened in the Northern Water Tribe, and then we talk about how it affects the rest of the world. We hardly ever learn about the Southern Tribe so when we do its always exciting. Just a few days ago, we started learning about the Great Civil War. This was when there was only one tribe at the North Pole, then a rebellion started up and eventually the rebels left and created the Southern Water Tribe.

Mr. Zhen our teacher was going on and on about certain generals leading attacks against the rebels in a very flat, boring voice and I drifted off into a daydream.

In the dream, I saw a water tribe temple with the spire glowing bright blue. All of the sudden I was at the Northern Tribe's capital and it was snowing; only the snow was black. Then there was a red flash and the sky turned red and so did the moon. Then a meteor fell from a black sky and landed in a forest with a large explosion. Suddenly I see my home, Hydronia in ruins. Then a figure in chains in a metal cell, his head bowed so I couldn't see who it was. Then there is a very large castle next to a lake, it's on fire and is surrounded by black smoke going everywhere, and there are cries of a battle and flashes of light everywhere. Then a very large statue of what looks like a Fire Nation man. The statue is in the middle of a large body of water and there are two dragon statues on each shore by the statue. Then the statue of the man is surrounded by black streams of smoke and there are flashes of multi-colored light and the statue crumbles.

I woke up covered in sweat, realizing I fell asleep, but luckily no one noticed. I was recovering from my crazy dream when I heard a voice in my head, "Be wary, young one. Soon everything will change." I jump as that has never happened before and a few kids look at me weird.

As Mr. Zhen, a fairly large middle-aged man, was saying something about a rebellion in the Lok Wa Isles, Koluk came in late and out of breath.

"Ah," Mr. Zhen began, "So glad you could join us Koluk. Could you explain why you were late?"

"Warrior training," Koluk said still out of breath and he handed Mr. Zhen a note.

"Warrior training ends 15 minutes before school, so how are you 15 minutes late?" he asked.

"Some idiot gave a seven year old a spear. It wasn't sharp but he could still do some damage with it," Koluk explained.

"Ah, I see," Mr. Zhen said, "and it also says here you were injured in the groin, oh my. With the blunt spear?"

Koluk nodded with a painful expression. The class laughed.

"So how did they get the spear from the child?" Mr. Zhen asked.

"Hyriu's younger brother actually," Koluk answered and pointed at me, "he climbed a building and jumped on the kid from above. Then he snatched the spear and swung it toward the kid's legs knocking them out from under him, causing him to fall. It left him dazed. It was pretty impressive considering Hiko is only nine years old."

"Yes it does sound very-" Mr. Zhen started but I couldn't hear him because someone around me said something.

"Pft, you hear that Hyr-o? Your own brother is even better than you," a kid named Taruk said. He pronounces my name wrong on purpose just to annoy me. He only said it loud enough for the kids around us to hear. Some of them snickered. "You know what he would do if he faced a seven year old with a blunt spear?" he asked looking at the kids around us, an evil look entering his eyes, "he'd go running to his mama." He let the insult sink in. All the kids around us paled, it was well known that my parents died when I was five and that Master Wei was my guardian.

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