So I have to get some things straight. Hayla is pronounced Hay-la and the meaning is ocean, but I just made that up because I couldn't find a good ocean name. Please review to so that I can get some feedback and also I love any idea's that you guys post and will take them into consideration before I right the story. Also I won't be writing with the script a lot because there is a new character and it's going to change the story a lot and I won't be doing every episode from the show, only the good ones that matter.

So I hope everyone likes the story!

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Clear Tides

Chapter one

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"Please, father. Why won't you let me go?" Hayla cried at her father once again.

"Because you're too young to be going halfway across the world by yourself. What if something happened to you? You've never been outside these walls." Her father said, again.

Hayla had wanted to travel to their sister tribe, no one had been there in years and there's been no news on them. She wanted to find them and learn about their culture and bending styles. She knew it would be hard to find them but with her bending it wouldn't take that long to travel all the way and find them. She had a general location of where the tribe used to be and hopefully it would still be there.

Hayla had planned everything from what she would take to the island at which she would stop through for supplies or just to sleep for the night. The only problem at hand was her father. He didn't think it would be "proper" for a princess to go traveling when there was nothing to gain. If he had it his way she would stay at the northern water tribe and marry some spoilt warrior that wanted to be the next chief.

Her twin sister Yue was already engaged to be married. Hayla had been fuming when Yue had come running into her room, crying. Hayla had tried to console her but didn't know what to say when she knew that they would both be married by this time next year, something that terrified both of them. All Hayla could do was watch as her sister cried on her shoulder with broken sobs.

At the age of sixteen a water tribe girl would be able to marry. Yue and Hayla were fifteen and their father had already picked someone for Yue. It wasn't really their fathers fault but it still hurt to think that someone would make their daughter marry someone they didn't love. Hayla was just relieved because her father was having trouble finding someone for her.

Hayla was very pretty, her and Yue were identical twins so they looked extremely alike. Both of the twins had a light tan with light brown eyebrows and thick dark eyelashes and light pink lips.

The only difference was that Hayla had deep blue eyes while Yue's were lighter. Hayla was also a little taller and curvier than Yue and she wore her hair differently to Yue's.

Both of them had their hair plated and held together with round blue sea shell clips that had small white pearls surrounding the shells but the hair at the back of Hayla's head was styled in a bun and there wasn't another hair clip on the top of her head.

They both also wore the same outfit. A thin light purple parka with white fur lining that crossed at their necks. The parka went to their shoulders and then went to a thin white material to the elbow then a dark blue material.

The dress then went down just below the knees with a split on one side of their legs. To cover the rest of their legs a fine white material came down to the ground and flowed out like a dress. A dark purple piece of material also wrapped around their waists like a belt, amplifying their slender forms.

"But I have my bending and I can fight without it if need be. I know the way and I won't get lost and I have more food than I need and I won't freeze. I can do this and what if the tribe needs me. There were rumors that all their water benders were taken by the fire nation and if that's true then they will need me." She pleaded, tears falling from her deep blue eyes.

Yue came up beside me holding my hand.

"Father listen to her. Hayla can do this. The spirits are watching over her." Yue said in a calm voice looking back at Hayla or at her hair which was the same platinum blonde as Yue's.

When we were born both Yue and Hayla were very sick. It was rare that twins were born and even rarer that they survived. There mother had died in child birth and they were all father had left. He had taken them both to the oasis and had pleaded with the moon spirit to save them and then he had dipped them in the water. Our dark hair had turned white and we had both started to cry.

Yue and Hayla were both named after the moon because of being blessed by the spirit. For twins Yue and Hayla had a very different personality. Yue was calm and gentle like the moon while Hayla was fierce and passionate like the water but she also had another side that was like Yue, calm and soft.

Hayla looked at her father with big, hopeful eyes. Her father looked at her and then he sighed.

"Fine, you can go." He said in a solemn voice. "You would most likely run off anyway."

Hayla squeaked and ran up to her father, hugging him.

"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." she shouted, to excited to care about manners. After weeks of pleading and shouting she was finally going.

Hayla wasn't a brat or anything. She did treat her father with respect but sometimes she did act out like a child.

Still exciting Hayla ran up to her sister and hugged her to.

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The next day Hayla woke up to the sound of Yue coming into her room. Yue sat on the bed next to her legs and waited for Hayla to say something. Yue knew that she would be awake. Hayla would always wake up when someone entered her room.

"What do you want, Yue." Hayla mumbled sleepily.

"I wanted to spend some time with you before you leave. It might be the last time I see you in a year or so. You never know what's going to happen." Yue replied sadly.

Even though it was Yue that had convinced their father to let her go, Yue was still upset that Hayla was going and wouldn't be back any time soon.

"Ok I'll be up in ten minutes." Hayla said before snuggling into her soft, warm pillow.

An hour later Hayla was walking with Yue to their favorite place in the tribe, the oasis. Hayla opened the little wooden door and stepped inside.

Once they were both inside or outside they took their parkas off revealing light purple dresses with the same split in the dress. The dresses were long sleeved and white, poofing out at the shoulder bone to the forearm and them becoming tight.

They both sat down next to the pond, taking in its calm effect.

"I wonder what it's like being a fish." Hayla said, staring at the moon and ocean spirits in the form of a fish.

"You would no, you practically live in the water." Yue teased.

Hayla flicked her hand in Yue's direction and water came up from the pond, splashing Yue. Both girls giggled at their childish behavior.

"I'm really going to miss you Hayla." Yue sighed.

Hayla would miss Yue a lot also. They had never been had a day in their lives without seeing the other and it was going to be hard to adjust but Yue knew that this was something that Hayla wanted to do.

"I know but I need to find out what's happened to the tribe." Hayla replied.

They sat in silence again.

Hayla dropped the top half of her body so that she was lying on the soft grass. It was nice being able to feel grass when it didn't grow anywhere near their tribe.

"When are you going to leave?" Yue asked, also lying on the soft ground.

Hayla had thought about it and had decided that she wouldn't leave today but tomorrow so that her father could have a day to say goodbye. Hayla also needed to pick up supplies for her trip. She knew what she needed but couldn't really pack food for a trip she might not have taken.

So after Yue and Hayla split ways she went to the market area and brought everything that would last more than a week and some little things that didn't because she would eat them in the first couple of days.

Hayla brought her supplies back to her room and dumped them in a corner.

With a sigh Hayla looked around at her, for it would be the last night that she would spend in it for a while. Her room was made out of ice like everything else in the tribe. It wasn't cold in the room but it also wasn't a hot day at a fire nation beach. The ice like every other liking place was made impacted so tightly that it kept most of the chilling northern cold from her room.

Her bed was made with the water tribe symbol in the centre and the mattress was made from seal skin which was water proof. The rest of her furniture consisted of a duchess with a mirror and a walk in wardrobe. Hayla had also made some changes to the room with her own water bending. She had made steps to the wardrobe which made the space look better and she also created waves in the walls that looked like a sea storm. A white rug covered half of the floor, made from a polar-cat. The cat was the size of a large bear, sometimes hunted around the North Pole for their fur but mostly they were smart enough to stay away from the tribe.

Hayla walked up to her duchess and ran a brush through her long white hair, taking off the hair clips. Her hair hung in soft waves down her back.

There was a tap on her door before her father came in. There was nothing else to describe his face than sad. Her father looked like he had aged years in just a couple of hours at seeing one of his daughters about to leave home.

Hayla rushed into his arms, knowing that he needed it.

"You know I'll be fine dad." She whispered into his ear. He smiled at her use of the word dad and hugged her tighter. He was going to miss her dearly.

Chief Arnook stepped back and pulled something out of his pocket.

It was a black box. A jewelry box Hayla realized.

"I was saving this for your birthday but you might not be here for it." Her father said as he handed her the box.

Hayla opened the box slowly and gasped at what lay on the soft velvet material. It was a choker necklace make out of pearls, and sea shells. The necklace was made up of small pearls the size of a pea with shiny oval shells connecting with the pearls. Hanging down from the necklace was a round piece of shell, polished with a special mix so that the shell was a shining light blue. The water tribe symbol was engraved on the shell.

The necklace almost looked like a betrothed necklace but anyone in the water tribe knew that it wasn't. A betrothed necklace was a chocker necklace with a strap of material instead of a chain or shells in her case. The design for a betrothed necklace was also simple with a carved shell or something else like a stone with a symbol or picture on it with a clasp to hold it to the material.

The necklace would have cost a small fortune with the craftsmanship that went into it, Hayla thought. She picked it up, looking at it from different angles.

"Thank you father." Hayla said, hugging her father again. This was becoming a very emotional day.

"You're welcome, little fish." Her father replied, using her nickname that he had made up when she was a baby.

"It's so pretty. Where did you get it?" Hayla asked softly

"This is one of the necklaces and other things that are pasted down from each princess of the tribe. Your mother used to wear that. She used to look so beautiful with it on. Now it's yours and I know you'll wear it with pride. Yue's getting the earrings and bracelet that go with the necklace so that you each have something of hers."

Tears swelled up in her eyes as she listened to her father. He had always treasured her mother's belonging, keeping them safe until Yue and Hayla would inherit them. So this was the first piece of jewelry that Hayla owned from her mother. Her father trusted her with something that meant so much to him.

"Thank you dad."Hayla said. "Will you help me put it on?" she asked.

Her father took the necklace and Hayla turned around so that she was facing away from him. Hayla grabbed her hair and pushed it out of the way so that chief Arnook could put the necklace on her neck without difficulty.

The necklace fit snuggly around her neck with the pendant nesting in the hollow at her throat.

"You look just like your mother, well except for the hair." Her father said, making her laugh.

Hayla looked at herself in the mirror. She looked older than fifteen, more mature. The necklace went well with her hair as the pearls and her hair were both white.