A/N: Hi! So I am supposed to be studying for my exams, but I am doing absolutely nothing productive so I decided to start writing fanfiction instead. I have had this idea for a while now. This chapter is rather short, but it's just the beginning. I have no idea yet how long I want this to be, but I'll make something up along the way

Her entire body felt cold and battered. Her head was hurting. She opened her eyes to see that she was aboard of a ship. She didn't recognize the place. The ship appeared to be made of steel. It looked rather unfriendly. Only then she noticed two people standing in front of her. One of them seemed to be a young men about her age. He had a very noticeable scar on the left side of his head. She wondered how that had happened.

'Are you okay?' asked the older man that was accompanying the young man.

She tried to say she was okay, but her voice didn't want to corporate.

'You had quite a nasty accident. We found you floating on a small iceberg, surrounded by pieces of wood, probably from your little boat. What were you doing so far from any civilisation?' said the old man.

'I don't know.' she managed to whisper. 'Where am I? Who are you?'

'Oh excuse me, I am Iroh and this is my nephew Zuko. You are on my nephew's ship, currently at the middle of the ocean. We are close to the South Pole, but as far as we know no one lives here anymore. It used to be the home of the Southern Water Tribe.'

'The Southern Water Tribe?' she whispered to herself. What was the old man talking about?

Iroh didn't seem to notice her distraction. 'You do look like a lovely water tribe woman, judging by your beautiful blue eyes.'

She blushed a bit at the compliment.

'I think the clothing is also a small hint, uncle.' the young man said annoyed. 'To be honest, I don't care what she was doing in the middle of the ocean. Just drop her off at the first stop.' He turned away and walked out of her line of sight.

'Excuse my nephew, he tends to become a bit grumpy after a long time on the sea.' Iroh walked towards her and offered her a hand to come off the floor.

She happily took it. With shaking knees she tried to figure out how she got here in the first place. Looking around, she saw that Iroh had spoken the truth. There was nothing but water surrounding them.

'What is your name?' Iroh asked.

It was only then that she realized she couldn't even remember her own name.