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Chapter one: The Mistake of Mistakes.

Many people say my life is a sad story. My father Markoda was Northern water tribe nobleman, and my Mother Ayla was a Fire nation commoner. As fate would have it they met at Republic city and fell in love. Two short years later, they had me, Kida. I was somewhat of an oddity though, because of my appearance. I had long dark brown hair, the tips bright red, with my bangs pulled back into a braid. When I was born one eye was gold and the other brown, luckily now I have gold around the iris and the rest faded into a lighter brown. My skin was as dark as my fathers; however I had my mother's heart shaped face.

One week after my birth my mother became very sick, she was rushed to the hospital, but sadly died from an incurable disease. When my farther returned home with me, we discovered our house robbed and ransacked, everything of any value was taken. That must have drove my farther over the edge because I never saw him again. I was placed in an orphanage, until I ran away at ten. That was four years ago and now I am just trying to remain unnoticed. I luckily was never targeted during "Amon's revolution" even though I am a bender, I also learned chi blocking, but I was glad when they finally defeated that mad man.

It's a busy and beautiful day in the markets. Good. I needed to steal something that would bandage my burn; I got it while fighting some Triple threat triads. All over some little street I was walking on too. But I taught a tough lesson, and hoped they would get the message. Leave me alone. I am an excellent pick pocket, but I refrain for only stealing what I need. Can't have too much attention on me. I stayed in the shadows of the alley watching passersby for the right person to steal from. It had be something light that I can snatch and run away with, as I searched my bare feet itched to move.

There! A tall boy stood, with dark hair and a serious expression, ignoring the banter of those next to him.

"Come on Korra! Just try it, you might just enjoy it!" said a girl with long black hair.

"No! I am not going shopping! Take Bolin instead!" Korra retorted, gesturing to the boy playing with a fire ferret.

"Mako, you wouldn't let these girls torture me like this, help a guy out." Said Bolin pleadingly.

"No way bro. If I learned one thing, it's never stand between Asami and clothes.

A/N: Did you know in the Native American Lenape tribe, Asami means certainly. Just a little fun fact

I couldn't care less about they were auguring about; more about I was going to steal. Sitting perfectly on his shoulders, the long red scarf; it would definitely be a help with wounds. I carefully walked out from my hiding spot and blended with the crowd. I could be a nobody and that's what I'm counting on. As I neared the group, I could hear there joking banter was still in full throttle. Hopefully I can sneak up as close as possible. Keeping my hood up I draw nearer and nearer. Two feet away from Mako, I stumble and crash right into him. We collide, and disappear from view; I hurriedly snatch the scarf during the confusion and race away. I could faintly hear their conversation.

"Whoa dude you ok? She totally took you out." Bolin said.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Weird though, she crashes right into me and takes off without a word." Mako replies not noticing anything wrong. Yet.

"Mako. I-I think your scarf was just stolen." Came Korra's horror struck voice. So what? It's just a scarf right?

"What! NO! This can't be happening. We have to get it back." Mako said urgently. I speed up, out of hearing distance. That is until I hear the familiar sound.

"Stop! Thief!"

Rats. They could see me. I was almost to the back of the alley ways, when with a growl the earth in front of me rose up into a wall. Oh. No. Bolin. Mako. Korra. I just stole from the pro bending stars and the avatar. I whipped my head around for a way over, while behind me the group pushed through the crowds. On the right end I could see a small metal bar, I can use that. So I sprint over, using a front handspring to push me up to the bar, and I grab the cold metal. I swing my legs and leap over the wall. Right as a blast of fire hit right where I was perched.

I kept running towards the harbor. If I could just make it the docks I could disappear, as I turn a corner I could feel a wall of heat behind me. I dive forward, throwing my hands up I bend water from nearby soup buckets and create a wall of ice behind me. The fire hits the ice and dissipates but only moments later, does a wave of water come crashing towards me. I was close enough to the docks that I could bend the water. I clench my hand like a knife and cut through the water, only to see a rock heading straight towards me. I slide my legs into the splits and lay flat on my back, as it sails harmlessly over me. I stand up and see the group in front of me.

Everyone was in a fighting stance, but Mako, he looked furious. With a yell he jumps forward with Bolin, Korra and Asami close behind. As I formulate a plan, I hate that the only way to win is reveal my secrets. If I get away, though it would be worth it. I needed to take Korra out first, she is the most dangerous, then I might be able to escape. I edge closer and closer to the water; drawing them nearer, using every move I know to avoid their attacks.

Korra though, bends a wall of air at me, slamming me against a wall. Ouch that hurt, and all this fighting is starting to reopen my burn. I place a hand on my wound, wincing when I realize that it's wet. I stuff the scarf deeper down into my pocket and realize that I have water, fire, and earth coming straight at me. Out of pure reflex, I bend water and fire and blast their attacks away. On their faces is the look of pure shock. There goes my secret. I can bend water and fire. Using their shock to my advantage I bend water the water like a whip and grab Bolin. With a yelp, I drag him into the harbor and under the water. In reality I created a bubble of air for him to breathe. But they didn't know that.

"BOLIN!" Mako yells, staring at me with pure hate.

"Let him go!" Korra yells with Asami charges up her Equalists glove.

"Korra walk over and turn around and I'll let him go." If they were surprised by my age, they didn't show it. When no made a move, I say menacingly "He's running out of time." This is a complete bluff but they didn't know that.

"Korra-" Mako begins, but she interrupts.

"It's fine, whatever we have to do to save Bolin." Korra said bravely she walks slowly towards me. When came close enough she turns around, keeping my eye on Mako, I make a fist and punch in several areas, blocking her chi, stopping her bending for a short time. With a gasp she falls on her knees and I release Bolin. He comes up drenched and dripping. My burn started to hurt more and more, and I can hardly walk as I hurry away. Mako and Asami are worrying over Korra and Bolin. But they will be fine, I needed to hurry away before the police arrive.

A loud ZIP echoed through the air, as I try to doge the police. Great. Chief Beifong's own metal benders, now I can hold my own, but not after a tough fight and my burn is starting to bleed. So I could do nothing as wires wrap around my wrists and pull my arms in opposite directions. I struggle as more arrive to take me in, and behind the police I can see the smug grin of Mako. Good for you, you got beat up by fourteen year old. You are so tough.

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