"Hey?"

"Is he alright?"

"I don't know. Who is he?"

"Hey. You. Are you…okay?"

Your eyes fluttered open. The sun was high in the sky, stretched above you with glittering arrays. For a moment, you struggled to see clearly; everything was so bright.

But then, once your eyes had adjusted, you noticed two heads hanging above you. They both had dark hair, but their expressions were unreadable.

"Huh?" You choked out, a little husky.

One male chuckled, and the other suppressed a laugh and leaned closer. "Are you okay? You've been lying there all day."

You sat up, feeling sand underneath you. The sound of waves crashing was to your left, and you turned to see the ocean. The only thing was that it was cartoon. Not human; but drawn. What the hell?

"What's your name?" The laughing male asked once he calmed down. You ripped your eyes from the ocean and noticed it was midday. The beach was full of people wearing mostly red. This looked oddly familiar to you.

To be honest, you didn't remember your name. So all you said was, "Where am I?"

They gave you strange looks. "Ember Island."

Ember Island?

I remember that island! It's off of the avatar show!

Wait…

"You're kidding," You said shakily, laughing nervously, "right?"

"No." They eyed you warily. "This…is Ember Island. I'd know; my dad owns it."

Eyes widening, you glanced around, feeling panic rise in your chest. How the heck were you on Ember Island, a place off of the show you watched? This had to be a dream. It couldn't be real.

…could it?

"Let's leave this guy," The one male who laughed earlier whispered, "he's obviously a nut case."

"Have you seen all the girls look at him?" The other guy whispered, a bit more subtle than the other. "I think he should come to the party."

"What? No way!"

"Let's just see who he is." While they were whispering, you zoned them out and looked over yourself. You were drawn, too, just like in the show! You were wearing the red tunic many of the guys wore on The Beach with red shorts. Your skin was pale—though not as pale as Zuko's.

You sat up straighter, staring down at your hands. What's going on?

"Where are you from?" The serious guy asked, flipping his hair. He was obviously the arrogant one with the "cool" smile.

"Far," You murmured, "very far away."

He chuckled, and you knew it was fake. "You're funny. Want to hang out with us?"

"Not really." You admitted, standing up. To your right, girls were playing beach volleyball, and to your left, guys were sitting around, joking.

"He's kidding." The one who chuckled said. "Look—my name's Chan. This is Ruon Jian."

You ran a hand through your hair—it was soft to the touch. Some strands were in your eyes, and you shook your head to get them out so you could see a little better.

"Would you like to go to a party?" Chan was saying. "It's at my house."

You shot them a peeved look, the nerves getting the better of you. This was all too confusing, and too sudden…you didn't know what to think, or what to do. This had to be a dream.

"Come on," Chan said, "let's scope the area. Check for any other people who should come."

Reluctantly, you followed behind them. The sand was soft and thin, and the air was cleaner than ever. Everything was so bizarre, so real.

Just a dream…

Chan and Ruon Jian scoped the areas, spotting girls that they approved of, and some guys that seemed "cool" enough to be at the party. Pretty soon, you finally grew acquainted with the bright sun and could think more clearly.

This couldn't be a dream. Either you would've woken up right now, or you wouldn't be able to smell the fresh air, or hear people around you. It wouldn't be possible. Though you've had many realistic dreams before, this was just too real.

It was then you heard the voice, the voice that confirmed your suspicions:

"Yes, we defeated you for all time! You will never rise from the ashes of your shame and humiliation!"

Your mouth dropped when you turned to look, along with Chan and Ruon Jian. That voice…could it be?

The Fire Nation Princess? An anime character that belonged in a fictional world?

Azula?

Your knees felt weak, and your mouth went dry as you stared at the fire nation princess that could make a grown man cry. There she was, turning back to her friends, smug and victorious as ever. A shiver went through your body—a shiver of fear. Cold, stinging fear. She looked like she had in the show—but from this distance, she actually looked "pretty". How could she not? She was attractice, if only her personality wasn't so deadly. She had pale skin with raven hair, and her body was just right, but her personality was so wrong.

You found the "gothic" couple; Mai and Zuko, hanging low. Mai looked more bored in person, and Zuko looked…angrier than he did in the show. Ty Lee was as happy as can be, and she obviously caught Chan's eye.

"Let's invite her," He whispered to you and Ruon Jian. "She's cute."

"I agree." Ruon Jian replied.

It was silent. You raised an eyebrow, and they were waiting for your opinion. Clearing your throat, you mumbled, "Same here." Ty Lee was undoubtedly cute—with her sweet smile and friendly charisma.

You walked behind Chan and Ruon Jian, with a heavy, nervous heart, to Azula and her friends.

"I'm having a party tonight." Chan said cooly. "You should come by."

Ty Lee grinned, and your chest felt a flush of warmth. She was prettier in person. "Sure! I love parties."

You shifted your feet, not knowing what to say. Ty Lee was right in front of you, and you were rendered speechless. She was in the show you watched often—avatar—and now you were seeing her in person. It was just too bizarre.

Her eyes caught yours, and you scratched the back of your neck, glancing the other way. You didn't really want to speak just yet; you didn't know what your reaction would be.

Ruon Jian noticed Mai and said, "Your friend can come, too." Mai didn't say anything. She was good-looking, but with an obsessive boyfriend nearby, you didn't even look at her. You didn't know if you wanted Zuko on your ass just yet.

You then felt Azula's presence nearby, and when you looked up, you were shocked to see her standing the closest to you, her hands on her pale hips. Of course she would have enough confidence to approach you to your face, and she looked at you and said, "What about me and my brother?" You glanced helplessly at Chan, who looked skeptical. "Aren't you going to invite us?" Everyone was silent, and the princess crossed her arms. "You don't know who we are, do we."

No, you thought nervously. They don't, but I do. You're the fire nation princess. I need to get the hell out of here! She could burn me—literally!

Chan replied arrogantly, "Don't you know who we are? We're Chan and Ruon Jian, and this is—"

You didn't know what to say. Azula looked at you calmly, and you blurted the first word that came to mind, "Kuzon. My name is Kuzon." You nearly sighed in relief with your quick thinking. Kuzon was a safe name.

You swore Azula would look displeased; however, instead, a sly grin took place. A calculating, interested grin. You watched this closely while Chan told her the details, and her golden, dangerous, feral eyes flickered to you—and you couldn't find the power to look away.

Smugly, Azula said, "We'll do our best."

Yay! I've been waiting to do this, and I finally got it started! If you people haven't noticed, I have a story called "Messing With Heat" about the POV is in "your" POV. This one is, too, but unlike "Messing With Heat", this is in a guy's POV. This is just the prologue, so it's gonna be short! Please let me know what you think! I'm actually liking it so far. I plan to do this with a lot of the characters.

:)SmilinForYa(: