A.N. Alright, here's chapter two. Please review if you like. Criticism is welcome, also. Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender. But Nirvana is © to me.

Her eyes flew open and her eyelashes brushed across some resistance. She was surprised to see only darkness still. She whipped her head around in confusion, baffled noises escaping her. Attempting to flail her arms, she found that her wrists were tied. She also found the same case with her legs. She wriggled aimlessly.

"Let me go!" she screamed, seemingly on deaf ears.

"Oh, give it a rest," a deep male voice ordered. She looked about blindly, attempting to locate to body which the voice belonged to. Suddenly, skin brushed across her cheek, and she could see again. Her eyes focused, and she saw Sokka toss the blindfold onto the ground.

She narrowed her eyes in a glare. What did these people think they were doing?

He watched as she tried to free herself from the ropes binding her limbs. The lovely-looking girl shot daggers at him with her bright green eyes. He sighed, beginning to pace in front of her.

"Why did you tie me up?" she spat.

"We just want to ask you a few things. We didn't want you to hurt yourself," he paused, then added under his breath, "or anyone else…" He stopped pacing as she bared her teeth at him. With a shake of his head, he continued, "Why are you out in the middle of the forest? You look like you've been living there,"

She jutted out her chin and lowered her eyes. His heart melted just a bit as he saw her beautiful face fill with sadness. He kneeled down and levelled his face with hers. He raised his eyebrows and she sighed.

"I had to leave."

"Where? Why?"

"My village," She lifted her face to his, barely inches apart. Her warm breath bloomed across his skin as she snarled, "because I burned it down,"

She finally convinced Sokka to untie her, with her promise that she would explain the whole story. She rubbed at her wrists and ankles, sore from the ropes. She watched silently as Sokka sat down beside her. His deep blue eyes searched hers.

She took a moment to look him over. The sides of his head were shaved, and the rest of his brown hair was pulled back in an elastic. His tan skin stretched over his lean, but strong muscles, and the sharp angles of his face. She could see the hard planes of his chest beneath his blue tunic shirt. Her eye focused on the square-shell necklace around his neck. She lifted her hand to feel its sleek surface.

Sokka inhaled sharply as she raised her hand to his neck. Her thumb ran along its glossy plane.

"Where did you get this?"

"It's a symbol of my Water Tribe," he told her, catching his breath. She looked at him with questions in her eyes. "My sister and I used to live in the south. We were part of the Southern Water Tribe. Katara is a water bender." he explained. "We found Aang trapped in a huge iceberg, and we freed him. Turned out he was the Avatar."

"Avatar?" she raised an eyebrow. She had only ever heard of this phenomenon in passing.

"Yeah," he nodded, "The air bender. He is the only person who can control all of the elements."

Her heart thudded against her chest. She immediately stood, and walked away.

"Wait!" Sokka followed her, "I don't even know your name,"

She turned to face him, keeping her face calm, "Nirvana."

Sokka kept pace with Nirvana as she wandered. He was taken aback by her reaction to the Avatar. She finally slowed when she got to a small lake near the outskirts of their camp. Without any hesitation, she padded into the crystal water. He watched as the miniscule waves lapped around her legs. His eyes trailed up to her torn skirt of a colour that looked like it could have been a greenish blue at one point, her tattered shirt of roughly the same colour, and matted raven hair falling down her back.

"You need some new clothes," he commented as she trailed farther into the water, up to her waist now. She shrugged and dunked the rest of her body beneath the surface. His eyes lingered on the spot where she had disappeared. Bubbles rose in that area, and she finally popped back into view.

Sokka inhaled at her raw beauty. Water droplets dripping from her face, she wrung out her soaking hair. For the first time, Sokka was amazed to see a small smile tugging at her lips. She slowly made her way back towards him.

"Do you happen to have some clothes to offer me?" she stopped a foot in front of him, tugging the water from her long hair.

"Uh, Katara might have some," he shrugged off the heat approaching his face as she sauntered past him. He noticed that her movements were graceful and fluid, like a swift carnal hunter; a predator.

Sokka approached Katara, who was sitting beside Aang. Aang had busied himself fixing a fire pit, stacking wood inside a circle of stones. Sokka took a seat beside his sister and smiled.

Nirvana kept a good distance between herself and the other three. She stood just beyond the camp; close enough to be seen. The wind blew past her, cold against her wet skin, and tingles shimmied up her spine. She wrapped her arms around herself to keep warm. She observed Sokka sitting beside his sister. They shared the russet skin and dark brown hair, more noticeable now that she was on the same level as them.

"You got some clothes laying around?" Sokka asked.

"I think I do," her gaze shifted to Nirvana. "From the last town."

Katara stood to travel the short distance to the tent. She emerged with a pile of black and violet cloth between her palms. Nirvana straightened as she approached. Katara eyed her carefully, offering the clothing.

"Here," she almost whispered, a slight suspicion in her eye.

"Thank you," Nirvana said politely, bowing her head. She turned to change, and felt Katara's uneasy gaze burning into her back.