Disclaimer: I do not own any characters here, except Shui, Huan, and who knows who I'm going to create next.

"Shui! Shui! Where are you?" shouted a voice far behind me. It was Huan, my longtime friend. My feet dug into the snow beneath me even further as the wind clashed against my body, slowly making me shiver under my thick jacket. I was standing on the edge of the snowy land, only inches away from the cold, deep sea.

"I'm here, Huan," I shouted back as I looked back over my shoulder. The blowing snow blurred out my vision but I can still see the silhouette of Huan. He was struggling to get his way to me as he waved out his hand. The winter breeze caught up to him and he lost his balance, sending him tumbling forward into the freezing snow. I squeaked out a laugh and his chuckled followed, echoing through the mountain slopes and ripping the silence in the air.

"What is this thing you want to show me? I was in the middle of something," he croaked as he wiped the snow off his face. I turned back to the thing he referred to, to make sure it was still there. My gaze went straight to the red and orange beam of light along with dazed dark figures floating on the far south. Thick black smoke started to appear on top of the view, staining the clear blue sky over them.

Huan had finally made it to me. "Okay, what?" he asked between his heavy panting. "I had to escape from my brother to get here. And we both know how hard that is."

I nodded at him and pointed to the quite disturbing landscape in front of us. A sigh escaped his lips and he breathed out, "Whoa."

"Yeah," I nodded again. "That's what I said too."

Huan narrowed his eyes, trying to see through the blowing snow. "What do you think that is?" he asked me.

I shrugged and replied, "Maybe ships."

"If those are ships, then they must be sinking," he mumbled as he stepped closer to me, narrowing the gap between us.

The thought of sinking ships never crossed my mind. But it looked like it. But that didn't explain the dark fume slowly spreading in the air. But the red flaming light made it more looked like those ships had caught fire or burning down. It made more sense. "Or maybe they're burning," I said, not taking my eyes off the ships.

"Yeah," Huan agreed. "What were you doing out here anyway?" he asked as he glanced down at me from the corners of his eyes.

I returned his gaze and answered, "I was on top of the wall, waiting for my father to come back. He went fishing with the others and I just saw that," I nodded to the ships. "I called you out before I sneaked out to get a closer look."

We stood there and watched in awed, trying to make up what was going on over there. But then the boy beside me snapped and he gasped. He turned to me with his wide, gray eyes and exclaimed, "We need to tell someone!" He grabbed my shoulder and continued, "You stay here, okay?"

I nodded determinedly and Huan flashed me a smile before dashing off to the high walls of ice. Not long after I was left alone, an explosion occurred on the supposedly sinking ships. A sanguine ball of light and fire formed and an ear-ripping blast filled the air. The smoke thickened and dust mingled with the snow. I checked over my shoulder to see if Huan had brought anyone back from the wall but I was still alone.

The tides moved more aggressively beneath the land of ice I was standing on and moved back a few steps when I heard the cracking sound of ice breaking. And all that time, I never took my eyes off the ships in flames.

I waited and waited until my eyes caught a figure floating coming my way. It looked like a wreckage remains of one of the ships but as it grew nearer, it looked more like something else. It looked like a person.

I was almost sure that it was a person floating on the icy sea and I was anxiously waiting for Huan's return. After my conclusion that no one was going to come anytime soon, I raised my arms. I held out my firm grip and opened them, relaxing my tense body. The chi in my blood flowed through my veins, filling my whole body with energy. The connection between me and the water strengthen and it created an invincible string of force. I pulled my arm back towards my body and the cold sea rolled towards me as well. I pushed my hands out again and pulled them back in. The rolling sea brought the person closer and I can saw the person clearer. It was a man hanging on to a big metal plate, but he was still drowning.

I repeated my bending over and over until the man was close enough in my reach. His body clashed against the edge and he let out a soft whimper. It took all my strength to drag him up to shore for he was heavy. I gently dropped him and rolled him around.

The man had dark hair and gushes on his face. Blood oozed from a wound on his cheek. He was quite handsome, even with the wounds scarring his face. I held my breath, trying to listen or detect his breathing. But I heard nothing. I started to panic and my shaky hands dropped on to his chest. I started pumping on his chest as I slowly whispered, "Please don't be dead."

I pumped his chest again and again, but he wasn't responding. I bit my lip and kept on pumping with all my strength. I became frustrated as he was still not moving. "Come on, don't die. Please, just don't die," I whispered. It was slowly working and his head was moving slightly and slowly. I didn't stop until he finally coughed and choked on his own breath. His hands tensed and his fingers dug into the snow. He coughed up water and I smiled. He was alive.

I sighed in relieve and sat back down to his side. His eyes shot open in shock and I met his eyes. It was light brown, maybe almost gold. The man clenched his jaw and cried out a sigh. He tried to move but held down his shoulder as gently as possible. "No, don't move. Just relax and breathe."

He looked straight into my eyes and softness entered them. He nodded slightly as he regulated his breathing. "Where… Where am I?" he breathed out.

His hand gripped my wrist and he cautiously looked around, it seemed like he was searching for his ship. He looked terrified. I looked up and saw people from the wall running towards us. Huan has finally brought back help. I smiled and laid my free hand on the man's grip. "You're in the Northern Water Tribe. It's okay, you're safe now."

He returned the smile and released his grip on my hand. I saw that he was much more relaxed once he accepted that I have found him and he was assured safe. But the worry in his eyes never left.