Chapter One: You got knocked the….OUT!
If little orphan Annie were a fire bender, she would probably be Flint. Red hair tamed by braids sticking everywhere and freckles lining her nose and arms like connect the dots. Instead of singing and trying to get adopted by a millionaire, she would be covering herself with mud.
"I am gonna eacha! Eacha all up!" She raised her skinny arms above her head and snarled.
The boy in the green tunic reacted quickly. He sent a nice size piece of earth flying her way, knocking her over with an audible thunk!
Flint gently touched her bottom tooth. It had already fallen out a long time ago so she was kind mad it was loose again. She sat up, wiped some mud from her eyes before pointing an accusing finger at the boy. "You made my tooth wiggle again. We are having barbequed Bolin!"
Bolin ran towards a taller somewhat morose looking kid in need of a haircut. He used him as a shield between the muddy girl and himself. "Mako, I didn't mean it. She came out like: UGGHH!" He pulled the bottom of his eyelids down and stuck out his tongue.
Mako lazily turned towards Flint, who had regained her feet and was stomping their way. Clinched in her fist was a broken tooth. Her mouth started to hurt and the blood only made it harder to talk. She readied herself by igniting the tips of her middle and index finger with orange flames. They struggled to stay lit. "Move outta the way!"
"No," Mako said laconically.
This wasn't what she expected. The orphanage was a mixture of benders and nonbenders. She had assumed the glum older kid was a nonbender who she could easily scare. Flint checked his eyes. They were a reddish amber. Still, though, that could just mean his origins are among the fire nation like her own. Even if he were a nonbender, the fire nation's fiery nature was ever present.
"It aint worth it," she tried again. The movement of her mouth made a sharp pain in her lower jaw.
He pushed Bolin further behind him. A crowd of children had silently started circling around Flint and her opponent. Bolin melted in with the crowd soudlessly. The other orphans wouldn't let either of them back down now, so Flint made the first attack. She shot two small flaming pellets towards his eyes.
He batted them away like flies.
The kids snickered.
She tried another attack; she shot a thin stream of flame towards Mako with all her effort. Before it sizzled his red scarf, he expertly redirected it back towards her . Flint didn't know how fast benders could be. If not for the mud, she would be one flaming piece of fabric. She found herself on her back again, looking up at the laughing faces of all the other orphans. Before she closed her eyes, she saw the reddish amber eyes coupled with bright green ones.