Freezing water surrounded me. I couldn't feel my body.

I tried to call for help.

I screamed.

The waves threatened to pull me under.

I was drowning.

I was going to die.

Then two hands were wrapped around my torso and heaving me up out of the water.

The last thing I saw was a full moon before I fell unconscious.

The smell of roasting meat assaulted my nose and I had to fight to control my gag reflex. I sat straight up, coughing, until I realized that I felt no need to. I stopped. An elderly woman with dark skin and gray hair shoved a bowl of wrinkly purple things under my nose. "Eat this, it will warm you." I was about the refuse when a cold chill wracked my body. I reluctantly swallowed my disgust and swallowed one. Not bad. The old woman stared at me while I scarfed down the warm meal. She and I looked nothing alike, with my pale skin and light hair, but I couldn't help but feel like I knew her from someplace.

When I was done with...whatever it was that I was eating, the woman started to talk. "Hello," she said slowly. "My name is Kanna." She took my empty bowl and set it aside. "Who are you?" I opened my mouth and then closed it. What was my name again...? "Um, Emma?" "You don't sound so sure about that." "I-I'm not sure..." "Can you tell me why you washed up on the shore of our village?"

In the back of my head, I could remember my mother's face, and my brother's, my sisters', and my dad's. I could remember so much coughing.

I furrowed my brow. "I don't remember." I clutched my fists. When I could feel my eyes start to water, I shut them. "I don't know how I got here!" Kanna put her hand on my shoulder. "There, there. Everything will be fine."

"I'm fine, mom. It's just a cough."

I shook my head slowly. Outside the tent, I could hear a guy's voice arguing. "She's a Fire Nation spy! We can't trust her. Did you see the weird clothes she was dressed in?" Then came a muffled sound of somebody being hit. "Would you stop being so paranoid?" "Ow, that hurt, Katara!"

"You're fifteen years old; you need to stop watching theses stupid cartoons."

"Mom, it's not just a cartoon."

I slowly opened my eyes as a kind looking girl and a sour faced boy walked into the tent. Both had strange haircuts. "Hello," the girl said. ""My name's Katara and this is my brother Sokka." Sokka grunted. The girl turned to the old woman and handed her a pile of blue fur. "Here you go, Gran Gran. The coats you wanted and the extra pair of boots and gloves." I looked down at what I was wearing. Grey sweatpants and an orange tank top. It was so different from the fur theses people were wearing.

The boy named Sokka was shooed out of the tent as the two women, the younger one not looking any older than myself, helped me into my new clothes.

For a week, I lived in the village that I apparently washed up at.

I was told how I was found.

The boy named Sokka was out fishing when he saw my body float up from the water. He had watched for a minute as I floated harmlessly, until I had started to thrash and yell. As I had started to sink under the violent waves, he pulled me onto his canoe. Then he had carried me into the village, wrapped in his coat to keep warm. It was very brave of him to rescue me like that, and I couldn't help but feel like I was in debt to him.

Sitting against an igloo, with my blond hair braided down my back, I looked up at the moon. It wasn't full anymore, but it still felt powerful. Katara sat besides me and looked up at the sky. "The moon is an amazing thing, isn't it?" I didn't look away from the giant orb, but I nodded my head slowly.

The other people in the village thought I was in shock, or just plain quiet, but the truth was, I was in denial.

It had been a week since I had been found in the ocean. It had been a week since I remembered my death.

I wasn't from here. This made up fantasy world wasn't real. It was just something off of TV.

How could I be living in the world of Avatar: The Last Airbender?

*/AN/*

I've been working on this (completely unoriginal) idea for a while. Sort of inspired by 14shadowrose's fanfic: Instinct, which you should totally check out. Tell me if you like the beginning of it. I'm warning you that it will start out slow before anything super duper interesting happens. If you like it, tell me and I'll write more. If not, tell me so I don't waste our time.

-theoriginalKEA, A.K.A. The amazing Bri