This is the first chapter of the story of Koya, a waterbender taken from the South Pole as a boy. This is my first fanfic, and as such I can use any and all reviews.

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar, wish I did though...

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The frigid wind licked Koya's face as he looked across the barren metal that made up the Fire Nation prison grounds. The cold sent his mind wandering back to the last time he was home.

It had been almost 7 years since he had been taken from the Southern Water Tribe by the Fire Nation. He could see the horrible day like it was happening before him. The Fire Nation soldier grabbing his 8 year old self from his mother's weeping figure and dragging him from her arms. He remembered the eyes of the man, through his helmet's slits. There was no kindness in those steel gray eyes. They were filled with hate and malice, and his voice spoke with no feeling. "You'll rot in the Waterbending Camps, boy," he had said. Koya remembered the fear he felt as he was dragged up the ramp into the dark ship.

Whenever he thought back to the dark day, he was filled with a hunger for revenge and a drive to escape, though he knew full well the punishments at the prison camp for insurrection. Steps were taken to ensure all water given to the prisoners was regulated and given in small portions while they were securely chained down.

Still, there been some escape attempts, thought Koya. He remembered how Sonya had tried to heave up a meal and bend the water in it, but after slicing his cell bars, he was tackled by numerous guards and thrown into solitary confinement for a week. Koya also remembered his friend Jin's escape attempt with a frown. A week ago, she had tried to run in her cell and sweat and use that to escape. However, she overexerted and dehydrated herself. However, the guards hadn't cared. They simply took her lifeless body, joking while carrying it, and dumped it over the prison walls into a ditch that ran along the camp. That day had only increased his hate of the Fire Nation, and he had made a solemn promise that if he ever broke out, he would bring her body back to the South Pole.

Besides the occasional escape attempt, however, life in the prison was disheartening and dull. Fire Lord Ozai had visited the prison once to check its status, but all the visit changed was that the guards became more hostile to the smallest things, such as severe burns for not bowing to the warden.

The wind had now increased in intensity, and it had begun to rain. Koya felt the water hit his hair and felt the soft droplets trickled down his face. It was such a welcome feeling to have water around him. "WATER!" he thought, cursing himself for not realizing already. He had found his perfect chance for an escape. He saw prison guards running into the grounds, also having noticed the rain, and trying to round up the waterbenders before any of them took advantage of it. However, Koya could see their faces as the usual grim and lost expressions were changed to those of confidence and righteous anger, realizing the power they now had over the guards. As the rain enveloped him, Koya could feel each individual drop; he could feel the strength it offered to him. He felt each drop as an extension of his body, offering him a weapon that had been so long kept away. As he bended the rain to his will, he noticed several guards hurrying over to him. He quickly sent a torrent of rain soaring at them, making them crash to the ground.

Looking for a possible escape, he noticed a guard tower nearby with a ladder leading up to it. Koya sprinted to the ladder and quickly climbed into the tower only to find two firebenders in it, aiming their fists at him. Bending water in front of him as they fired fire blasts at him, he felt the heat sting at his now numb face. He sent the water wall crashing at them, launching them from the tower.

Koya quickly gained his bearings, his deep blue eyes searching for a way down. Finding none, he created a slide of ice leading out of the tower. Before jumping onto it, however, he halted, wanting to help some of the other prisoners escape, but with a look towards the grounds he could see only a few making their own escapes and many others being rounded up by the guards. Koya reasoned that to go back would mean imprisonment for him and those he would try to help and chose instead to escape. After sliding out the tower and onto the prison outskirts, he remembered his self-promise to Jin and ran towards the death pits. Koya frantically searched through the bodies, trying to find her. At last he found her frail form, struggling to suppress his tears at the sight of her. Grabbing her collar and scrambling out of the ditch, he made his way out into the wilderness surrounding the camp.

The adrenaline from his escape soon left Koya, and he began to stagger from fatigue as he carried Jin's body into the woods. Realizing he had no idea where he was, he dropped down to his knees. The noises of the camp guards grew as they began searching for the escapees, however, and he heaved himself up and on into the unknown.

"Don't worry Jin," he assured her and himself, "we'll find our way home, I promise you."

Deciding he had made enough distance from the camp, he carefully laid Jin down onto a soft bed of grass. Fatigue once again overtook him, and he slumped down onto a nearby tree. Blackness surrounded him, and he slowly let his eyes droop.

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