This isn't a huge commitment fic, so I'll update this randomly until I finish a current fic.

Chapter 1: Another day

It was a day at sea for Prince Zuko.

His crew was talking, his uncle was planning something, and his sister was sitting on deck; sulking.

"I'll tell you a story of the Water Tribe." Lt. Jee suggested to another crewmember.

Zuko turned to ask him the story.

"What is it about?" Zuko asked; curious.

The sea gave a calm lurch.

"Chief Pakku must be in a good mood today." Jee mused.

"Chief Pakku?" Zuko asked; still confused.

"Chief Pakku, chief of the Water Tribes and one of the best Waterbenders that ever existed; I thought every sailor knew of him." Jee said.

"Just another legend, Zuko." Iroh said; bored.

"It isn't a legend! Down South, the Water Tribe lives; Waterbenders live!" Jee proclaimed.

Down south, just where Jee told of them, the Water Tribe was getting ready for a ceremony.

Everyone flocked to the Ice Palace for a special performance.

The announcer stepped forth and cleared his throat.

"His royal highness, Chief Pakku!" he announced; Pakku entering with much applause.

"And also presenting Prince Sokka!" the boy continued.

Sokka enters with mild applause.

"I am looking forward to this performance, Sokka." Chief Pakku said.

"Yes. I heard my sisters practicing and they are very good; the best you can hear." Sokka said.

"Especially Katara, isn't she?" Chief Pakku asked.

"Yes. She has the voice of an angel and as beautiful as the moon; she will be the star of this performance. If Katara would just show up." He added under his breath.

The music began, and 6 girls began to sing.

"We are the daughters of Pakku. Great father who loves us and names us well." They all sang in unison.

Each girl began singing a solo then.

"Aquatica." "Nyoko." "Nami." "Oki." "Mitra." "Kira." They all sang in unison again. \

"Our seventh little sister, we're presenting her to you. To sing a song Prince Sokka (I interrupt your 'The Little Waterbender' story to bring you this message: LOLOLOLOLOL! Thank you.) wrote, her voice is pure in song, she's our sister Kata—." They began, but as the ice curtain behind them disappeared, it was empty.

Pakku stood up; angry.

"Katara!" he shouted.

As usual, Katara was rowing her canoe quickly between the ice; eager to see if anything from the Fire Nation had drifted ashore to her island.

"Katara! Wait for me!" Yue called from the distance.

"Hurry up, Yue!" Katara shouted behind her.

"You know I'm not a Waterbender." Yue inquired as she caught up to her.

"There it is; isn't it fantastic?" Katara asked; gesturing to her small island which was, somewhat of a distance from the Water Tribe.

Yue had somewhat feared the outside world and preferred to stay in the tribe; surrounded by acquaintances rather than go exploring with Katara, but somehow Katara always manages to convince her to come with her.

"Yeah, but it looks really damp. And besides; I think I'm kind of sick." Yue protested; throwing in a few coughs.

"Ok. I'll go in. You stay out here and watch out for icebergs." Katara said; rowing towards the island.

"Yes. You go and I'll watch out for—Icebergs? Katara! Wait for me!" Yue shouted; rowing as fast as she could.

"Don't be such a baby seal, Yue." Katara said with a laugh.

"I'm not a baby seal. I'm fine and—." Yue began, but felt something wet and slimy on her foot.

"AH! Get it off! Get it off! Katara!" she shouted; hobbling.

Katara blinked; going over to her and gasping as she pulled away the seaweed and feeling something concealed within it; what was supposed to be a pipe.

"Have you EVER seen something as wonderful in your entire life?" Katara whispered; staring at it in amazement.

"Cool. But what is it?" Yue asked.

"I don't know, but I bet Aang will." Katara said; slipping it away in her bag and picking up a fork.

"Oh! Look at his!" Katara added; holding it up.

"Let's go already, its cold." Yue complained.

"Alright." Katara agreed; climbing onto her canoe.

Yue copied her as they began to paddle back.

"Oh, no!" Yue shouted as the waves began to ripple bigger and stronger.

"Paddle!" Katara called; turning her canoe around to help her.

Yue kept trying and using the icebergs as wedges and pushers.

"Help!" Yue shouted.

Katara paddled to her and helped Yue onto her canoe; Waterbending away just as her canoe was smashed.

"Thank Tui and La." Yue murmured.

"Yue, you are SUCH a baby seal." Katara laughed.

Aang was on Appa who was swimming through the water.

"Aang!" Katara called.

"Hey, Katara!" Aang called; beckoning the both of them to climb onto Appa.

"Look what we found!" Katara exclaimed.

"It was pretty creepy; they drifted to the shoreline of her island." Yue added.

Aang examined the 2 objects; not having a clue on what they even used for.

True, he had traveled the world, but he hadn't seen a majority of what Katara had collected.

"Wow. I haven't seen this for a long time." Aang inquired.

"What? What is it?" Katara asked excitedly.

"It's a dinglehopper. People use it to comb their hair and make it all straight." Aang fibbed.

Since he didn't have his own hair, he brushed a chunk of Appa's to prove his point.

"Wow." Katara murmured; taking the 'dinglehopper' into her hands.

"What about the other one?" Yue asked. Aang took it.

"It's a musical instrument; a snarfblast." He informed them; taking a breath and blowing out of it; trying to make some noise.

"Music? Oh, my god! The concert!" Katara exclaimed.

"The concert was today?" Yue asked.

"Yes; father's going to kill me." Katara moaned; gathering her things and jumping onto her canoe; Yue following.

"I have to go, thanks, Aang!" Katara called.

"Anytime, Katara!" Aang called back.

As Katara was busy canoeing, someone was watching her.

From the depths of her ice cave, Jun, the Ocean Witch was watching her.

"Yes, hurry home princess. Wouldn't want to miss old Daddy's celebration." She sneered in a sultry voice; reaching for a raw fish slice as a snack.

"Celebration, indeed!" she continued; bring the fish to her mouth.

"In MY day, we would have these fantastic feasts back when I lived at the palace." She said reproachfully; chewing the fish and swallowing it as she leaned out from her bed; her thin body exposed.

"And now look at me—wasted away to nothing; poor and exiled. And practically starving." She hissed angrily.

"And as I am struggling to eat, the Water Tribe people are celebrating. I'll give them a celebration soon enough." She swore.

Turning her head, she swept the tray of raw fish away.

"Haru! Jet!" she called.

"I want you to keep an extra close eye on this pretty little daughter of Pakku's. She may be the key to Pakku's undoing." She added; leaning back and plotting of Pakku's fall.

Dun dun dun?