The Little Waterbender Revision

At sea, a ship is forging a path through great waves to places where one forgets oneself. Its course is uncertain, but the crew is merry with high spirits. The melodies of sea shanties ring from their lungs. Their eyes glimmered with the lust for romance and adventure. They go to places far from the briny shore they one knew, with a cheerful wind charting the way.

Amidst all this cheer and laughter was a young prince staring off into the distance. He was sour, and unsatisfied with his life. He had hoped that a trip to sea would kindle his fretful sprit and relieve him of his stress. Still, the lingering thoughts of duty only beret him with more anguish, and the songs of the sailors only reminded him of how different he was.

I'll tell you a tale of the bottomless blue,

And it's hey to the starboard heave ho!

Great sailor beware cause a biggun's a brewing.

In Mysterious Fathoms Below!

In those great deeps Below!

We know!

Where once wayward westerlies blow!

Where the merpeople sing.

In the blue hear them ring,

In mysterious fathoms below!

"Hogwash and children stories!" The prince's right eye flicked with annoyance while the eye to his left kept a motionless expression that never changed. For on his left eye bore a great scar around it, absorbing half his face.

"Come now Prince Zuko," said an old man walking towards the young prince. "That's no way to be on your birthday." The man, stood out as a complete opposite of the rash prince. His eyes were relaxed and his face widened with a smile. His stomach protruded outwards and stretched out his clothing.

"I cannot help it Uncle Iroh! How can I relax? When I have this nautical nonsense of merpeople ringing in my ears!"

"Ahoy," cried a sailor mopping the deck. "Don't be acting as if ye be ashore lad. The marine is a dream beyond anything ya seen on land. It be the domain of the great Queen Kya!"

"Kya?" Zuko's eyebrow raised itself high in defiance and skepticism.

"She be the ruler of the merfolk and the order of the sea, you young mustang! Tell 'im boys!"

I'll sing you a song of the queen of the Sea,

And it's hey to the starboard heave ho!

The ruler of all of the oceans is she,

in mysterious fathoms below.

It's where she makes it all

beckon to her call.

The winds to lead.

The geysers' heat.

The earth to feed.

The waves to beat.

Heave Ho, Fathoms Below!

Zuko was unconvinced, the story seemed too farfetched for him to grasp. "Bah, this Kya is nothing more than a sailor's farce lies!"

"Don't ever say that lad," growled the sailor. "Unless ye want to suffer..."

Sailor: The Queen of the Ocean gets angry,

and when she is angry beware.

I'm telling ya lad,

when Queen Kya is mad.

How the waves will rock!

Rock to and fro!

All: Hold on, good luck as down you'll go!

Straight to the endless bottom you see.

And it's hey to the starboard heave ho!

So watch your tongue or it's down for ye,

In mysterious fathoms below!

When the last note fell so too did a crack of lightning in the distance. A storm brewed far away from the ship, and was heading the opposite way of the ship. Its eerie presence seemed drawn the lyrics of the song. The storm passed away from sight soon enough, and everyone on deck of the ship breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ya see lad?", cried the sailor. "It ain't no nonsense, it's the truth! There's a whole world of merpeople under the sea."

One sailor cried, "Queen Kya's the ruler!"

Another one said, "She's got seven fair daughters."

But a final one said, "And an enemy named Azula."

That word had caught Zuko's ear, sending an unnatural shiver down his spine. "Azula?"

The yellow toothed sailor grinned and pointed out to the sea. "She's an ancient enemy of Kya who delved in forbidden magics. She lives down below, exiled from the kingdom of merfolk with her four minions, Mai, Flame, Spark, and Ty Lee. Now they wait, for the hour to strike, when Kya is at her most vulnerable, and should Azula take the crown for herself lad, we are all doomed..."

Sailor: Fathoms Below in the Ocean,
Lives Azula, witch of the Sea.

She Plots,

she schemes,

and she wickedly dreams

of victory under the sea.

Her wrath is mighty.

Her foes, they tremble.

Her mind is haughty.

Herself, terrible!

And she waits, waits,

for the day that she'll return once more.

All: Return to rule the ocean floor!
She wants to be queen of the bottomless blue,

And it's hey to the starboard heave ho!

So Kya beware, cause YOUR biggun's a brewing,

in Mysterious Fathoms Below!

As the ship sailed off, so too did the song die away, leaving nothing of its entrance, but the ripples on the waves.

Could such a world exist? A world under the ocean waves, where there are people with the torsos of human and the fins of fish? Could there be such a world that has laid hidden for so long, previously unexplored by mortal men?

As the sailor said, this is not land anymore. The rules have changed to match the mystery of the ocean. Abandon the perception of reality that controls everyday thought, and be transported to an adventure, under the sea and above the waves. A tale of friendship, love, and dreams is about to be witnessed , and it awaits its spectators.