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I remember the day well. The day that everything changed. The day in which my peaceful existence was uprooted and I was thrust into the real world, unaware of how to deal with the new experiences. The sun was shining with a heat unmatched in most of the world, its rays scorching an already dry plain on which I lived with my parents. The scattered, but few trees that dotted the landscape were too far from the house to go and rest under, even though the interior of our home was like an inferno. Strangely though, I didn't mind. I was quietly bathing in the creek that ran next to the house, believing that older folk are nutters to think that this was a hot day. For awhile this thought seemed true, however, my mind reflected back to the previous day, in which I learned a shocking piece of news.
-Flashback-
"Hello?, is anyone home? Hello???" I said as I walked into the house after a long day hunting. I stumbled into the darkened sitting room and saw a fire being started. Its light illuminated a bookcase filled with antiques, a large world map that dominated the back wall and the iron chains hanging over the mantle. My mother looked up at me, sighed and said: "Please take a seat son." I went over to the big wooden armchair and sat down, relaxing as the Earth Kingdom's finest logs were burned to provide warmth for my now sixteen year old body. Reclining for a few moments, I looked up as my father entered the room, however, he was without his traditional pipe. I knew instantly that something was wrong. Sitting up, I starred as my only family glanced at one another and proclaimed: "We're not your real family. You are not of this country...you are fire nation."
My entire existence came crashing down around my ears with those four words. Everything began to fit into place, all my strange preferences began to be understood. I was completed, but was as shattered as a body through which a sword has been thrust. The only thing I could mutter was, "I dont understand..." My fake family looked sick as they explained detail after detail, how I was sick and frail as a baby and the fire nation was to eliminate me for stronger benders to survive; how a waterbender had arrived as a prisoner and had revealed that she was a healer who could keep me alive. They talked for hours it seemed, about her attempts to keep me alive and how finally, she took some of her own bending power and transferred it into me. The process was too risky and too noticable for anyone to miss and within days, the woman was dead and my family in exile. Finishing up, my father put a pipe in his mouth and said: "Son, we found you on the shore 15 years ago, both your parents dead and have cared for you ever since...you know, it may be better if you just forget where you came from and understand where you are going, know your destiny. Goodnight."
The two left the room, leaving me to wander through old memories for many hours. My preference for hot food, the skill I had from birth it seemed at boxing and the disrespect I possessed against others. My childhood seemed to be one mistake after another, nothing working out the way I wanted it. Finally I understood. As the sun rose to bathe the room in light, I fell asleep, kidding myself that I was calm and accepting about everything that had happened.
-Flashback ends-
Coming back to the present I found I was crying, though only a few tears had been shed. I stood up and breathed down, drying myself quickly. Grabbing my clothes, I dressed and walked back towards the house. No one was around, me being the only one within 200 miles that could withstand the heat. Brushing the brown hair from my eyes, I began to look around for anything to eat that wasn't dead or dying already. Failing within seconds in my quest, I grabbed a few strips of jerky hanging from the rafters, an onion and a water sack to eat later while I hunted through the night. Knowing the beasts, they would all be out after sundown looking for anything to eat.
Glancing into an adjacent bedroom, I saw my adopted parents snoozing away with the windows thrown wide to try to get a breath of air in the room. Sighing quietly, I focused on the room and felt the heat swirling angerly around. Taking as much control as I could master in a single breath, I sucked the heat out of the room, cooling it down immensely. Looking up at my family, I saw them smile as they got a small drop of sweet refreshing relief. I walked out of the house, walking towards the sho-to mountains.