Hello everyone! It is good to be back ! It has been years since I have posted anything, I blame it on what college has done to me thus far. I had been contemplating remaking this for over a year but never actually put any time or effort into it. However I have realized that I need to get back into writing because it's the thing in this world I love most. For those of you who are new reading this story, it is my honor to meet you! For those of you have read the first version, welcome back ! This will be significantly different than the first version, a lot more character depth, more complex plots, relationships between characters and pretty much anything else you can think of.

What's the plot you ask ? I'm not going to say ahahahaha. For those of you who don't know this story comment what kind of person you think she is, i.e. what occupation and most importantly what kind of bender. The one thing, as I hope you would find out during this brief chapter is that it takes place in Jet's tree house village place. However think of it more like a community rather than strictly a "freedom fighter" hang out with a bunch of smelly boys. Jet is twenty two years old, a ruthless fighter, but a good leader to his people. Like I said before this a BRIEF chapter, I just wanted to test the water with it, see if it was worth re-writing. Regular chapters will be much longer with multiple points of view as well. Again, I thank you so much ! The link to the original story will be down below! If, anyone is willing to read some of my earlier work which is actually quite embarrassing!

CHAPTER 1

Disortiention.

Sometimes you come to it lazily, you perk up a little at it and then it notices you're awake. It wraps around you hungrily and envelops you in it's warm embrace, making you drunk off it's presence

Other times that doesn't happen.

Hearing came to me seconds before my vision and muscle activation came to. A faint creak on the floor boards felt like a shock of lightning passed through me as I realized I was conscious and able to move. Springing up from the padded surface beneath me I was wide eyed and focused intently on the woman standing a few feet away from me. She had a mess of silver hair settled on the top of her hair, fairly older with a slight hunch, and a pair of deep blue eyes. I could tell she was in mid step but she held her place, regarding me carefully, as if I was a wild animal.

What a fool she was, I was much more dangerous.

Pouncing from the bed I bolted out the door and immediately had to throw myself backward as I realized the ground ended abruptly. Recovering quickly I bolted down the wooden planks and tried to take in the light and the scenery of this strange place. Multiple layers of huts, bridges and pulleys were wrapped around these enormous trees. Turning a sharp corner I planned to rest and take a breather but I slammed into something solid. I stumbled back a few feet, realizing it had been a tall man with two golden eyes blazing with dominance. Recognition struck his face and then horror.

Falling.

The sensation is disorienting in and of itself.

I didn't scream because there was no point to it. My long hair was whipping across my face and I heard branches whizzing past me. My arms flailing I tried and reach for anything I could, bursting from the branches it was a clear fifty feet before I hit the ground. Fear gripped me for the first time in my life, I closed my eyes and waited for the impact. Instead of coming from beneath me, it came from the side hard and fast. Eyes shooting open as the air was crushed from my lungs I saw the man who I had just bumped into. Losing grip from the rope because of the impact of our bodies, we were let down a few feet from the ground. The landing was even harder than our collision, instead of letting me loose he held me tighter and tucked my head into the side of his neck for protection. Pain ragged at my body as we tumbled roughly and finally slammed into a tree.

Wasting no time, I pushed myself away from the man and stumbled up to retreat. I sprinted a few feet before I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist and wrestle me down. Both on the ground again something snapped in me and I felt fire and instinct flare through my body. With automatic and ruthless jabs at his abdomen and shoulders I was able to get out of his grasp and slam him down beneath me, pinning down his arms.

Disorientation.

By the time you realize the venom of it has entered your veins it has already taken hold of you. Breathing heavily we both looked at each other, his golden eyes held mine intently, not needing to look for long I realized this man was an exceptionally beautiful creature. His tanned skin was smooth and flawless across his pronounced cheekbones and full jaw. His nose was straight as an arrow and his lips were quite full for a man's, but it looked exquisite on him. The muscle of his stomach I was sitting on was hard as steel, I could feel the divots of his abdominal muscles. My head swarmed as the scent of him filled my nose, musky and spicy almost.

"Jet." He introduced in a deep voice that seemed to caress my body, sending a thrill down my spine. "It's a pleasure."

EN FIN

Yes ? No ? Maybe so ? Tell me if it's worth continuing! I do feel bad because of the length, I do have to admit it is geared toward people who have read and fell in love with these two from the first version. Please R&R to let me know how I did ! I am working on the second chapter regardless as we speak, er or type rather ! THANKS AND MUCH LOVE YOU MY BEBE'S!

- Burning Hatred Original: s/7409638/1/Burning-Hatred