PROPHECY, PREDICTED BY AWENA LU , 25 ASC

The one with the power approaches - born in the cool remaint's of autumn and winter,
a daughter is to be born of two power stricken enemies,
in which they produce the one with the power to replenish a race which has been lost.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

Water. It seemed as though they could not tempt her enough. The padded cell had been her home for the last four years.

But today, she would get out.

The door opened, the masked guards coming through and Vera smiled. The first gaurd unmasked himself, gently putting down the food and he grabbed the chopsticks.

"How do you fare, Vera?"

She smiled, despite herself. "The chains are too tight, Lee. I only ask them to be loosened?"

He shook his head and Vera sighed. "Why would I try to escape now, Lee? I haven't tried anything in years."

He sighed, looking at me with his amber eyes. "You are so lucky I am your friend."

I'm so lucky to have a fire nation gaurd as a friend, my life is fucking complete, Vera thought - her thoughts spicked with sarcasm.

She smiled, stretching her hands as they were loosened. "Thank you."

And then she felt it.

The water in his blood. It was like something that was unreachable, yet when she was free of those Agni filled chains, she could touch it. It was as if it called out for her, year ing for her to just manipulate it.

I'm a bloody phycopath.

She bent it - her hands moving in a delicate way and he muffled a scream. She bent his face down to hers and she looked to them. "Heat my chains - now."

Vera felt them hot flush of fire connect to her wrist and she hissed as the metal melted away at her wrists. She flicked her wirsts and he was against the wall, his mask abandoned on the floor and she stood - the chains that held her for years to the water surrounded prison.

She stood on unstable legs and she looked at her store, the red pants seeming to be so infuriating and she looked at Lee - grabbing the cell keys from the inside of his armor and she leaned closer to him, her mouth to his ear. "I'm so sorry."

She flicked her hand and he slumped against the wall, his eyes rolling into the back off his head and she sighed. She put the key into the lock, twisting it as she pushed the door open and she felt the moist air around her.

She reached out to the water, calling for it and it responded easily. It circuled her and she smiled slightly, her head snapping right as she heard the echoes of footsteps.

They shouted at her, their voices an alarm and she whipped out the water - throwing it at them as if it were a whip. Fire sprouted from their hands and Vera felt the hair rise on the back of her tattoed neck.

They raced towards her, firing their destructive fire and she missed it gracefully, running across the wall with the air behind her. She jumped on one, twisting his neck and she heard a crack - his body slumping.

The other gaurd looked to her with wide eyes, her fire faulting and Vera froze the water, throwing it at her and it pierced her.

The gaurd seemed surprised, falling backward only to further push the spear into her body. Vera closed her eyes, disgusted at the sight of the fallen bender and she searched the bodies.

Her hand pricked a sharp dagger and she placed it in her hands, searching the other dead corpse and she grabbed the other dagger, grimacing as she saw the blood pooling out of the gaurds wound.

"I'm sorry."

The boiling rock wasn't a place you would like to be stuck in. Vera had been here most of her life, being transferred after the fire nation had raided her home.

Vera wandered the metal hall ways, her eyes darting at any sound. She came to the railed lookout - the glass enclosed compartment was filled with guards and she pursed her lips.

That's when the alarms went off.

They had spotted her. Vera looked at the gaurds before jumping, the air around her carrying her as lightly as it could and she landed gracefully on one of the tables - the prisoners stunned that a teenager - the most gaurdsd prisoner - had escaped her cell.

She felt the fire before she saw it and she blocked it, the water from the drinks creating a shield around her whole their fire met her water - creating a sight that was something to behold. Total opposites, meeting together as if meant for each other, like Yin and Yang.

Vera ran, spoiling their attempts at burning her and she threw open the metal door - only to be met with more gaurds. She ran, seeing the water and she lifted her arms - a wave of water exiting the boiling rocks moat and to the fire benders.

Their bodies falling against the sizzling water, no fire protecting them then. Vera looked out to the water, jumping over egde of the railing and onto the sand, ice becoming of the boiling water, fog rising from it and Vera ran across the slick surface, as best as she could.

She reached the other side in minutes, looking at the prison. She felt a stab of guilt rip through her but she shook it, the ice becoming water in seconds as she climbed the steep walls of the rock.

She was finally free.

Vera felt the hot tears, sobs vibrating through her body and she fell to the ground - feeling the most air around her and she felt the water, more than she had in years.

She felt water.

And she was free.

So she ran.