Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar the Last Airbender, only my OC's: Joshua and Maria Harris. If you people haven't noticed, I use Josh a lot in my stories, though I do tend to change his age to suit his role in the story. This is a re-write, so I hope this will be much better.

Author's Note: I've always felt that I could have written this story a bit better than I have, so that's what I am doing. I'm also adding pictures of the boat onto my profile, so you can see what it looks like without me describing it, since I didn't really do that good of a job. I've also added a bit more of a back story for my OC's. Let me know what you think of the new and improved Caribbean Adventure!

"Talk" = regular language

"Talk" = foreign language/words

'Words' = thoughts

Chapter 1: Welcome To our World

May 2010, a few miles Southeast off the coast of Key West, Florida…

Sunlight glinted and sparkled across the surface of the gently rolling sea, shining its rays down into the waters crystal clear depths. The air was warm with the heat of the beginning of the summer season, yet the cool breeze made it bearable. Seagulls wheeled and soared with the wind, calling out to each other now and then. Dolphins swam and leapt out of the waves playfully, following in the wakes of passing ships and fishing boats, clicking to each other in a language only they could understand. One such animal swam under the dual hull of an anchored Catamaran before it shot up to the surface, leaping from the water in a graceful arch, then decending back in with nary a splash.

The Yacht rose and fell with the waves in a smooth, slow rocking motion that was barely discernable to those on board. Bob Marley could be heard playing from a small portable radio, faintly over the sounds of the sea breeze rustling the furled sails and splashing of the waves as they lapped against the hull. Stenciled near the stern just below the railing were the words Sea Spirit. A young man of about nineteen lay relaxing on the mesh netting in the bow. He was of medium build with deeply tanned skin, suggesting that he spent most of his time outdoors. Over which he wore a white sleeveless tee that hid none of his muscle tone, a pair of blue Hawaiian swimming trunks and a green bucket hat, which he had pulled over his face to block out the sun. He shifted himself around, searching for another comfortable position and laying still once more as he fell back into his light doze, completely oblivious of the shadow that slowly crept over him. It paused for a few minutes before it seemed to raise something above itself and...

SPLoosh!

...dumped a bucket of seawater over his slumbering form, drenching him from head to toe.

"GAH!" he sputtered as he jerked awake at the feeling the cold water and the salty taste in his mouth. He yanked his soaked hat from his head, revealing short chocolate brown hair and a light dusting of hairs on his chin and upper lip, glaring up with angered hazel eyes at the person who had woken him from his nap in the most unwelcome manner. "Maria! What the heck was that for!"

Maria Harris, the seventeen-year-old sister of the drenched man in front of her struggled to hold in her giggles at her adopted older sibling's state, "I'm sorry Josh, I just couldn't resist... well, yeah I could have, but you were just so tempting mi hermano!"

Josh continued glaring up at his younger sibling by two years. His parents had adopted Maria from an orphanage in Mexico when he was just seven-years-old and she five. Though they weren't siblings by blood they were thicker than thieves and they were just inseparable. Josh remembered the few times when they were elementary school he had gotten himself sent to the principal's office for beating up a few boys who picked on his little sister. As they grew older and started High school, he was still protecting his sister, but it wasn't bullies, this time it was guys who wouldn't take no for an answer. And Josh understood why most guys wouldn't accept a rejection from his sister. Once Maria had reached her teens, she had blossomed from the adorable little girl she had been, into a beautiful Latina goddess; long raven black hair down to her waist, a slim yet athletic build, and the curves and a bigger than average bust that earned her the envy of the entire cheerleading squad.

Though he loved his sister nearly to death, there were times where she would annoy the heck out of him. And this was one of those times. He glared up at her a few seconds more before his expression changed and he smiled. "Oh, so is that your only reason for dumping a big bucket of cold seawater on me while I'm taking a nap?" he asked her as he slowly pulled himself from the netting and onto the deck.

Maria knew that look, she recognized that almost evil smile, and she didn't like that mischievous tone his voice had suddenly gained. She gulped and began to back away from her brother, her brown eyes watching him warily. She gulped again.

"Um... would it help if I said that I did it to cool you off?" she suggested, her lips pulled back in a hopeful yet nervous smile.

"Nope, not really," he said with a shrug. And before she could react, Josh was suddenly before her, trapping his sister between him and the main cabin's viewport. His hands then quickly shot out and began tickling Maria's sides, causing her to shriek out in laughter. The sibling's were so loud as they carried on with their antics that they almost missed it when the radio announcer interrupted the music that had been playing. As soon as he began speaking the pair immediately stopped what they were doing and listened.

"This is from the National Weather Service, with your daily weather report: Today at 1:30pm, a thunderstorm warning has been issued for the Key West and the surrounding waters. Be advised: it is recommended that all boats and ships head for the nearest port, again, it is recom…!" Josh glanced down at his weatherproofed wristwatch and checked the time: it was 1:20.

"Oh that's just great! And it was a perfect day too." Josh groaned out, ignoring the rest of the report as it repeated itself, and releasing his sister, quickly made his way around the main cabin to the bridge deck. "Come on Maria, hurry up and start gathering everything that is loose and get them below deck or tied down. Then I'll need you to go below, check all the bunk rooms, shower rooms, galley, everywhere and make sure everything is secure and latched closed. I'll get our rain gear and life jackets."

"Why? There's not a cloud in the sky and the wind is still calm, I don't think we need to worry. I mean it's just a thunderstorm," Maria stated as she followed behind him.

"It's still better to be prepared then not." Josh returned, as he switched on the motors and began pulling in the anchor, "Storms have a habit of popping up quicker out here than over land and are generally worse to. Even though the sky is clear now that can change really fast, we don't want to be caught unawares. So the quicker we do this, the quicker we can be a few miles closer to land and away from deeper waters, understand?"

Maria sighed and rolled her eyes as she mock saluted him. "Aye, aye, mon capitan!"

"Hey, isn't that French? I thought you were Mexican?" Josh asked teasingly.

"Beso mi culo! Tu Pendejo!"* Maria shot back over her shoulder as she went below deck carrying two collapsible chairs in her arms, muttering choice words in Spanish the whole way.

Josh chuckled to himself - knowing that her words had no bite to them - and shook his head, throwing the throttle forward. The engines rumbled to life and the Yacht slowly began moving. Turning the Sea Spirit Northwest in the general direction Key West, he silently prayed they would make it back before the worst of the storm would reach them or at least close enough to be able to ride it out. He glanced up at the sky when the sound of thunder rumbled through the air. Sure enough, the sky was beginning to fill with grey storm clouds, moving from the east at a rapid pace. Josh quickly set the Yacht on its course before making his way into the main cabin and pulled his and Maria's rain gear and life jackets from the locker just inside the hatch.


Somewhere Else, in another world...

Katara screamed along with her friends as Appa twisted and turned through the stormy sky, struggling to stay in the air and keep his balance, not wanting to dump his passengers into the raging seas below.

"Aang!" Cried Sokka, "We need to find a place to land and wait out the storm! Or we're never going to make it to the Fire Nation!"

Aang chanced a glance down and turned toward his three friends and the lemur, Momo, who was cuddled against Katara's chest, trembling.

"There's nowhere to land, Sokka! We're still over the Ocean!"

Another bolt of lightning flashed a hair to close for Appa's liking. He roared as he jerked away from it, the deafening boom of thunder that followed hurting his sensitive ears. Toph screamed as she slipped from her perch before she quickly grabbed hold of the nearest object and tightened her bone-shattering grip on the edge of the saddle… as well as Sokka's arm.

"YEOOW!" Howled the oldest of the group in pain. "Toph! I can't feel my arm, leggo, leggo! You're crushing it!"

Toph glared in the direction of his voice and yelled back. "Well, it's not my fault that I am blind and I can't see what's going on, so deal with it Snoozles!"

Katara ignored her brother and blind Earth-bender girl's argument as she turned to Aang who was trying his best to control the frightened bison. The storm seemed to be growing worse and that worried her.

"Aang, don't you at least think that we should fly lower, away from the clouds?" A loud boom of thunder finished her question, causing Toph to increase the pressure of her grip, which in turn caused Sokka to howl again in pain, much louder than before.

"Yeah, Twinkletoes, anything would be better than up here!" Shouted the blind Earthbender as she struggled to hide just how scared she was at the moment, and lessened the strength of her grip on her companion's arm once more.

Aang looked a little worried as he hesitated to answer.

"Please Aang, we're in danger of getting hit by lightning up here, more than if we were down there!" Pleaded Sokka as he rubbed the feeling back into his arm and then hurriedly latched onto the side of the saddle as Appa again pitched against the wind, "I mean, seriously what can happen?"

The young Avatar sighed and nodded, his expression growing determined. "Alright, we'll go lower! Appa, yip yip!" and with a flick of the reigns, Appa let out a loud below and began descending lower toward the rough surface of the ocean.

The bison leveled out good distance above the raging waters and continued onward in the direction they had originally been headed. Sokka turned to Aang and grinned up at the young Air-bender.

"See, like I said, it's safer down here than up there." Just as the young warrior spoke those words, Katara suddenly had a bad feeling in her stomach. The air around them suddenly become electrically charged and the smell of ozone. Her eyes widened as realization settled in.

"Aang! Move Appa now, quick!" she shouted.

But the warning came to late; as her friends turned toward her at the same moment the incoming lightning bolt struck them head on. White-hot pain seemed to burn from every single nerve in their bodies and their muscles jerked and twitched.

The last thing Katara saw before consciousness left her was Aang's tattoo's glowing brighter and brighter, before everything became dark and silent.


Josh growled lowly to himself as he struggled with the wheel against the violent waves, wiping sea foam from his eyes. Just as the forecaster had said, the storm had struck in the ten minutes after they were under weigh; the sky had grown darker and darker to the east before it hit them, hard.

'Somehow, I knew this was going to happen,' grumbled the young man to himself as he turned the catamaran into an incoming wave, the dual hulls easily riding over the slope of water.

Below deck, sitting on one of the bench seats around the galley table, Maria held her knees to her chest, her body trembling with fear. Never again would she doubt her brother's judgment, she thought to herself. The Yacht suddenly lurched as it crested another wave, nearly sending the teenager tumbling to the carpeted floor. Maria quickly latched a hold of the secured table, keeping herself in her position.

Back up on the bridge deck, Josh sputtered as he swiped at the salt water that was burning his eyes. The wind had picked up and it was howling as it tore at the Sea Spirit, lightning snaked its way across the sky quickly followed by the booming rumble of thunder, it was a scary sight. Josh plowed through another trough and was just cresting another wave when the air came alive with static electricity causing his nerves to tingle and the hair on his body to stand on end, a bright flash of light seemed to explode into being just off the starboard side of the catamaran. The oldest Harris sibling had to shield his eyes against the blinding display, that though it only lasted a few seconds, seemed to take hours before it began to fade. 'Was that a lightning bolt? Were we almost struck?'

"Holy... Crap," muttered Josh as he stood there tensely behind the wheel, blinking dumbly, trying to clear to the spots from his eyes. "That was too close."

It was then that Josh realized that it was now quiet and still. The Yacht was no longer rocking violently, the wind was calmer and the storm clouds were receding. "That's strange, it just... stopped." He said aloud to himself, "That has to be the quickest storm that I've ever experienced."

Josh switched the motors off, allowing the overtaxed engines to rest and cool. He leaned tiredly against the the wheel, the fading adrenalin rush had left him feeling exhausted. His arms ached and burned, his eyes stung from being repeatedly splashed with salt water, and his knee throbbed from when he accidently banged it against the consol. Overall, he felt like crap, but at least he and his sister were alright, that was all that mattered to him. The sun was starting to peek through the clouds, shining great shafts of light down against the sea like the stage lights in a theater shining down on the stage, when Josh took a cursory glance around, not really expecting to see anything, when he spotted something. Not believing what he was seeing, Josh rubbed his eyes once more and then stared back out of the water. The object was still there, and it appeared to be coming closer, he could now make it out a bit more clearly.

"Is that a giant... saddle?"


The first thing that Katara heard as she came to were the sounds of voices talking and music playing faintly in the background. The next thing she felt was a barely discernible rolling motion, like she was on a boat, which confused her, they were riding Appa who was flying so why would they...

It was then the memories of what had occurred flashed through her mind. Aang bringing the Appa down lower, the lightning striking them, her body burning with pain... She gasped and quickly sat up, blue eyes taking in her current surroundings. She was in a small room that consisted of a pair of raised bunks and cabinets along the walls. The other bunk to Katara's left was occupied by Toph, who appeared to be sleeping soundly and had a bandage on her forehead.

Feeling even more confused about their whereabouts and the condition of her friend, Katara tried to push herself up so she could see if the blind Earthbender was okay when a sudden pain stabbed through her chest causing her to yelp softly. Her body tensed as she let out a strangled gasp of pain as she slowly continued the maneuver until she was sitting up on the edge of her bunk. She reached up for her collar to unclasp her dress, but her fingers only gripped solid fabric. Looking down Katara found that her clothing had been changed; in place of her blue dress she was wearing a baggy black tee shirt with a picture of a white skull on the front and the word Goonies written across it at an angle. From her waist down she was wearing a pair of baggy pants made of a thick yet soft material. Ignoring her strange garments for now Katara tenderly lifted the shirt to see what was causing her such pain and found her chest had been wrapped in bandages, apparently she had been injured as well, her confusion grew even more.

'I don't get it; we were out in the middle of the ocean when the bolt struck! Where are we? Who saved us and why?' she asked herself.

That was when Katara remembered hearing voices and music, she scanned the room until she found a door that appeared to be the only way in or out of the room. She slowly stood and swayed across to Toph's side and after checking the girl, finding her to be dressed and bandaged in the same manner, Katara then moved to the door.

Once she reached the door Katara gently cracked it open, allowing the voices to be more audible. The voices were still talking and she now was able to distinguish who they were. She heard three voices: A young male's voice, a young female's, the voice of a small child, maybe a little girl. Very carefully, she leaned against the door and pushed it opened a bit more.

Squeak

Katara froze and waited holding her breath for a few seconds, but it seemed that the people on the other side hadn't heard the hinges squeak, because they continued their conversation and the music was still playing. Katara decided to chance pushing the door open a bit more and then listened in on the conversation.

"… And then with a wave of his arms, master sent a large wave crashing into the mass of ships, sending half of the fleet sinking to the bottom," the little girl said in a reverent tone.

There was a moment of silence and then the young male spoke up.

"Whoa, whoa! Hold on a minute. Are you saying that the boy with the funny tattoos did that to a whole fleet of... 'fire nation' ships?"

Katara's breath caught in her throat when she heard that, they knew who Aang was.

"Yes," stated the little girl, "Master Aang is very powerful, even though he is young."

Another moment of silence, in which there was a scrapping sound and then the sound of someone chewing on food.

"You know most of these stories you've told us are almost impossible to believe, especially when you said you're all from a different world. Are you sure you're alright hunny?" asked the female, to which the girl answered with a 'yes'.

There was more scrapping sounds and then clanking as someone stood up, taking their dishes with them. "Well," said the young male, "Whether your stories are true or not, We're not going to kick you and your friends off of our boat, at least not until we reach land and you all are fully healed."

"I thank you kind sir, for you generosity and hospitality," spoke the young girl, sounding almost older than she seemed.

"Yeah, yeah, your welcome. Maria, I'm going up to pull anchor and unfurl the sails, so we can reach the marina by sundown. Keep an eye on her and her friends until I get back, okay?"

"Sure, whatever you say, mi hermano," the girl said and then mumbled something in another language.

"Hey!" shouted the guy, "Watch your mouth, there's a kid present," he finished in a mock serious tone. "Besides, that's not how a lady should talk."

"Grr, why you… you… estupido!" snapped back the woman.

The sound of the younger man's laughs faded as he left the room and shut a door behind him. Katara steeled her nerves and pushed the door opened the rest of the way and entered a short hall before reaching another doorway with a few steps leading up. She reached the corner and prepared to peek around the door, when a voice below her spoke up.

"Miss Katara, you're awake!" a little girl with white hair, grey eyes and wearing a shirt that was big enough to be a dress on her small body, cried as she threw her arms around the startled Water-bender.

"AHHH!" screamed Katara as she lost her balance and fell through the doorway and into the other room, the little girl still clinging onto her tightly. She looked up into older girl's bright blue eyes with her own tear filled grey one's.

"Oh, I am so happy that you are awake miss Katara!" sniffed the girl.

"Do I know you?" Katara asked in a confused voice and wide eyes. The girl smiled even more as she nuzzled her cheek against Katara's chest.

"Yes, yes you do! You know Momo very well!"

Heh… bet you didn't see that coming! Well, there we go, the first chapter! What did you think? Like it? Hate it? Don't care? Please let me know! I have redone this chapter and made some big changes, so please, Review! Review! - Dune

*"Beso mi culo!" "Pendejo!" I'm sorry, but I am not going to translate this, just incase there are certain people who shouldn't be reading this. If you know what these words mean, then good for you!