Earth and Fire
Prologue: Fifteen Years Ago
Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar. I do own the parents (Kaiko and Renaywa) and the baby Yoshiro.
Yeah, yeah, I should be writing my other fanfics, but I had a great idea, and I HAD to do this one. Enjoy :)
"Kaiko, we can't keep her much longer!" A tall, raven haired woman held a bundled up little girl.
"Renaywa, if they find out what she's capable of, they'll kill her," The brown haired man replied.
"Open up! We know you're in there! Come out and give us the baby!" A bunch of Fire Nation warriors were burning down the village.
"Never!" Kaiko shouted.
"Then you shall perish along with your daughter!"
"No! Not Yoshiro!" Renaywa ran out of the burning house and into the woods.
"Kaiko!" Renaywa saw the house burn down, taking her husband with it. She could hear the men looking for her. And her baby.
"Waaaaaaaah!" The baby cried.
"Shhhh, it's okay, my little Yoshiro. Mommy will always be there for you," Renaywa soothed the baby.
"I heard a baby cry. Over there!" A young general heard the baby girl cry.
"Oh no!" Renaywa ran.
"Give us that baby!" the general called out.
"No!" Renaywa was running as fast as she could. Unfortunately, she tripped on a rock. A big rock. Renaywa hit her head on the ground.
"No! Yoshiro!" Renaywa dropped her baby.
The general looked at where Renaywa had tripped.
"You refused to give us the baby girl, and now you shall die," The general shot out fire and burned the woman to death.
He turned to the baby girl. The baby looked helpless, and was starting to cry because of all the fire.
But for some reason, he couldn't kill it.
This baby will cause you trouble. Kill it now, and it won't give you any more problems, something inside himself told him.
He was ordered to kill the baby, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.
It's so innocent, certainly you can't kill something so small and helpless.
The general, knowing what he was about to do, picked up the baby. Then when he heard someone coming, he hid the baby girl behind the bushes.
"Well? Did you kill it?" Another man came up to him.
"Yes. The family is now dead. Including the baby," he replied. He was lying.
"Good. Let's go back to the ship," The man ordered.
The general sighed, and went back to where he put the baby.
"You're lucky you weren't killed," he said solemnly. The baby girl just looked into his eyes.
"What did they call you?" The general said to himself.
"Your name is…Yoshiro."
The baby just cooed and fell asleep.
He didn't know how to explain where he got the baby girl. If they found out he didn't kill her, he would be at the mercy of Lord Ozai.
"Where'd you get that baby?" The lieutenant asked the general.
"Survivor of that fire that we burned down," the general immediately thought of a lie.
"For a moment, I thought it was that baby. But you killed it, right?" he asked.
"Yes," the general replied.
He knew, in order to keep it from realizing who it was, he had to make sure it never knew anything about why he killed it's parents.
"What's it's name?" The lieutenant asked.
"Yoshiro."
"Pretty," the lieutenant left.
And while the general put the baby girl in a basket near him, he thought,
What have I done?
S.E.: Guess who the general is
Chi: Me?
Natasha: As if.
S.E.: No really, guess!