This is my first fic so if anyone out there is reading this. GO EASY ON ME.
Disclaimer: All characters, story line , etc belong to me. I made them up so don't go stealing 'em.
I know it's categorized under Avatar: The Last Airbender buts its more of a different story that I was inspired to write.
-Windclan1998
Chapter 1
Willow
"Kill her! Let not a part of her body escape unscathed!"
I ran into the forest as fast as I could. I knew that I shouldn't have been in there in the first place , but I was propelled to continue.
To run deeper and deeper through the trees, into the heart of the forest.
Run , run , run , run
The loud growls and rustling grew closer behind me. I ran, dodging the trees left and right.
I looked over my shoulder back at the creatures fast approaching. When I turned my head back I didn't see the branch that was about to hit me.
Slamming into the branch I fell to the ground. Everything went fuzzy and I knew that I had lost. I couldn't keep running.
I felt the wolves surround me, they tore at my limbs, sunk their teeth into my flesh. Their paws stained red with my blood , the blood that was pooling
around my mangled body.
After minutes of lying there, the wolves left me for dead.
When I opened my eyes, I was alone and my whole body was in searing pain.
I tried to sit up as a sharp pain went through my body and I fell back on the ground.
Squinting I saw a dark figure standing in the shadows. It approached, and moved closer to me. I let out a whimper as my sight started to dim and I felt
close to fainting.
The hooded figure was close but I couldn't see properly. My mind fell into darkness and I was ready to give up until I heard a voice say
"I'll save you , don't worry".
When I awoke I didn't know how long I had been unconscious , it could've been days, weeks, even months. My eyes snapped open and I had to blink a few
times before the blurry objects in front of me came into view. I was sitting alone with my back up against a tree. I noticed a small hole surrounded by rocks
That must be a fire-pit
I felt a soft breeze blowing through my long auburn hair , an uneasy feeling came over me. My eyes quickly scanning the
area over and over again, anticipating something someone to appear. I turned to my appearance once I finally seemed to believe nothing was coming.
Look at me now, I look wild...
My hair whirled around my head in a tangled mess. My once blue eyes were drained of colour. My cheeks covered in cuts and scraps. There were long claw
marks scarring my arm from my shoulder connecting all the way down to my hand. My shirt was torn at the waist and my jeans ripped and bloody.
"Good, you're awake" came a voice.
My head sharply turned around to find the dark hooded figure I had seen the night before appeared from some bushes, carrying some wood. Now that the
hood wasn't up and I was actually conscious,I could get a better look. He was a boy who looked around sixteen or seventeen. His raven black hair almost
covered his eyes, which were an odd light purple.
I feel as if I know him, I recognized him from somewhere..
I watched him as he walked over and set the wood in a pile. He carefully kneeled down and snapped his fingers. I curiously watched as the wood burst
into flames. I watched him with a tense expression as he approached and sat directly infront of me. I watched as he untied the knot of his cloak and slipped
it off his shoulders.
"Take this, you must be cold" he said, holding out the cloak, which I noticed was actually a dark shade of violet.
For a moment I wondered what he was talking about and hesitated to take the cloak. Then I looked down to my arms and legs. When I looked I found
huge bloody gashes , many looked infected. I felt the silent tears sting my cheeks as they slid down my scarred face. I couldn't believe that my body was so, so destroyed.
How could someone look like this and still be alive? How am I alive..
I let out a tiny whimper as slowly I began to feel the pain return
"Don't worry, you're going to be ok." the boy said as he wrapped the cloak around me not waiting for me to take it. "I can heal you, but you have to sit still
while I wrap the larger cuts"
I could only nod dumbly.
Heal me?
I watched intently as the boy sat on his knees and put his hands on my arms. I was amazed to find that the cuts closed and turned into nasty scars.
He moved down to my legs where he pulled out a small yellow bottle and a long white linen cloth.
"This may sting a little" he murmured as he poured a clear liquid on my leg, I had to clench my teeth to stop myself from screaming. He then
quickly wrapped it in the cloth. The boy then gently took my face in his hands and closed his eyes. I stared at his face but then I noticed the cuts on my
cheeks closed, his eyes opened and he wiped away my tears.
"Nothing can hurt you now" he murmured in my ear as I slipped into sleep thinking about his strange eyes.