Before you start reading, I just want to let you guys know a couple things about the time period Kanna is living in. First off, this takes place in 35 ASC, so thirty-five years after the Fireord Sozin started the Hundred Year War. At the moment, a lot of people don't necessarily pay attention to what's happening i the war except for the higher-ranking people and some other adults. This is because the Northern Water Tribe' military is so strong, and the tribe itself is very well protected by the walls surrounding them. Also, at this time, the Northern Water Tribe was very sexist and din't let women learn martial waterbending. Yeah, I did my research. Oh, and this is a fanfic told from Kanna's and Pakku's points of views. The chapter will swich off from one PoV to the other. Okay. Please R&R! I dod no own the Avatar the Last Airbender television series, blah blah blah, enjoy the story!
KANNA
The end of my world started when one of my dearest friends, Yugoda, and I were walking the streets of the Northern Water Tribe. I was ranting about the lack of respect women got here in the Northern Water Tribe, and Yugoda was patiently listening, saying things like "Yeah, Kanna, I totally understand that," after everything I said.
"I mean, the female waterbenders here can only heal, not fight. Isn't that-" I was cut off by a guy running at top speed slamming into me. We both tumbled to the ground and I got a closer look at him.
He looked like he has seventeen, a year older than Yugoda and I. His blue and white fur coat was tattered and didn't look like it kept him very warm. His dark brown hair was pulled into a warrior's wolf tail, and in a sheath at his side was a sword.
We both stood up ad brushed the snow off of ourselves. The boy faced me and said, "If anyone comes looking for me, please don't give me away." With that, he raced of, leaving Yugoda and I dumbstruck. A few seconds later, a few members of the Tribe's most prestigious waterbending class approached us. They were led by none other than my old friend Pakku.
Pakku and I used to be the best friends when we were younger. That was before I began to protest for woman rights, while he and his family strongly supported them. We started growing apart then, but that wasn't the real reason we almost never talk or see each other any more.
Two years ago, while Pakku and I were talking, he tried to kiss me. Since then, we've rarely ever seen each other.
"Hello, Kanna," Pakku said. He nodded his head in Yugoda's direction and she smiled weakly. He brushed a strand of hair behind his ear. Unlike most boys his age, Pakku wore his hair down and let it grow long. This was a waterbending master's tradition, and Pakku was the youngest master in the history of the water tribe.
"We're chasing a boy who just stole some seal blubber." Pakku said to us. He began describing the person who had just asked us not to give him away. "Have you seen him?" Pakku asked us.
Yugoda started to say something, but I cut her off, remembering how desperate the boy had looked. "Yeah, Pakku," I said. "I remember seeing that guy. He ran that way." I pointed the opposite direction from where he had went and Pukku smiled.
"Thanks, Kanna," Pakku said, starting to run off in the direction I had pointed to. "I knew I could re on you." After he was out of earshot, I started laughing. Yugoda, however, was not amused.
"Kanna, that guy could've been a really bad person! And you just let him get away!" I looked at her sincerely.
"C'mon, even you could see that it didn't exactly look like he was rich. His tattered coat and messy face had to have told you something."
Yugoda, knowing she had lost the argument, sighed and glanced at the sun dial in the middle of the pavilion.
"Look at the time!" she shouted. "I'm gonna be late for healing class! Se ya, Kanna," she said and hugged me. Then, she ran off in the direction of the igloo her class took place in. I groaned, knowing I had to go to the one place I really didn't want to go. Home.