In time of difficulties, we must not lose sight of our achievements.
— Mao Tse-Tung
If ignorant both of your enemy and yourself, you are certain to be in peril.
— Sun Tzu
This is my first fan fic. I do not own the rights to Avatar, I own nothing!
Author- me
Beta - avatardestiny, EndlessFlame55
Chapter 2 -"Smoke and Fire"
I was, drowning…..
Swept into the ocean, caught in a storm.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared.
The wind howled and waves crashed wildly into each other.
I was struggling, trying my hardest to fight against the current, as I gasped for air. I was fighting for my very life as the waves kept pushing me down, determined to take me further into the darkness below.
I lost my strength as the mother of all waves came crashing down upon me, engulfing me.
I sank deeper into the ocean.
Deeper into the abbess.
Blackness surrounded my very being as I struggled to hold my consciousness, the air stripped from my lungs.
No.
No.
I quickly thrust my hand out, almost as if to grasp the last threat of light fading slowly from my eyes.
No!
With a terrified scream, I woke in my room. I was lying on my back in my bed, completely covered in sweat. My sheets and pillow lay elsewhere, as I had obviously fought with them in my sleep. With a shaky breath, I began to collect my thoughts.
"A dream?"
It must've been. Lying back down, I tried to find my way back into the comforting feeling of sleep, but after struggling for a while, I realized that it was no use. Considering that I was too wide awake from my nightmare to even consider sleeping once again, I sluggishly rose from bed.
Taking the moment to stretch, I walked over to the window and slowly moved the curtains. Looking out, I could see the sun was just beginning to rise over the mountains. Even though I was a Firebender - born to rise with the sun- it was quite unusual for me to be up so early. And so, deciding to take advantage of this rare opportunity, I readied myself to get some early morning exercise done.
Moving away from the window, I began to change into my training outfit which consisted of a pair of shorts, a combat sports breast restraint armor – or a sports BRA, a weight vest, gloves with a piece of iron on top and some ankle weights, all with the traditional flames of the Fire Nation embodied on them. My training mask I wore was different from the normal kind, as in that it didn't cover my mouth.
Going out onto deck, I took a moment to take a deep breath and center myself.
The ship had been modified during its stay at the ship yard, as it was now more streamlined and advance then it used to be. The engine was now twice as powerful, and the propellers were a new design, giving it three times the speed. To top it all off, it was given a new paint job; a combination of grays, blues and whites making it camouflaged.
Fast, silent, and hard to see.
The perfect thing for a spy.
After taking a few deep breaths, I began to work through my kata. My fighting style was different from the other Firebenders. While theirs is focused on power and strength - things that I lacked - mine focused more on agility and speed. While theirs was based off The Great Dragon, I was told of mine looked like that of the polar-leopard
You see, my 'Polar-Leopard Technique' does not rely on a rooted stance, and would only assume a stance in order to launch at the given opponent. This hit and run technique of the polar-leopard - something especially effective against larger opponents - is unique to the animal.
The style in whole fit quite perfectly with my preferred weapon.
After a few minutes of exercise, I begin to work up quite the sweat. Adding that bit of fire to my last kick, I stopped in my tracks to take a breath – all the while still standing on one foot - the flame was small compared to what most Firebender's my age were capable of, but that didn't bother me all that much, however, because I honestly didn't put too much energy into it anyway.
It was then that I noticed I had a small audience. The captain had at some point came on to the deck.
"Captain," I acknowledged him as I lowered my foot and regained my balance. "Do you need something?" I asked as I walked over to him, picking up one of the towels along the way and began to wipe the sweat from my face.
"No Ma'am," He answered with a shake of his head, "It's just rather unusual to see you up this early."
I smiled and laughed gently.
"Yes, well, I suppose it is unusual for me." I said, and my words were completely truthful, for I always hated getting up early in the morning. The Princess always used to point out my habits, saying things to me with an amused grin on her face such as:
"Just what kind of Firebender are you?"
And/Or following it through with a sometimes annoyed, "We're supposed to rise with the sun."
Heck, she so often enjoyed bringing up my rather odd habits so much that she once said that I must have had some Water Tribe in my veins.
Or was that me who said that? I honestly can't recall.
Straightening, I suddenly slipped into a business like voice, one that held a very serious tone. "How long will it be until we reach our destination?"
"We will arrive in less than three hours."
"Good." I said simply. I moved past the captain and entered the halls that connected the various rooms on the ship to one another. Deciding that I needed to rest up for my future mission, I believed that it would have been best if I got a little more rest.
"…If you don't mind me by asking this question, Ma'am," I heard the captain say as I walked further down the hallway. I turned my head to listen, silently encouraging him to continue on. "Just what kind of technique was that back there?"
Turning around fully, I gave him the only answer there was. "My own."
Once in my room, I changed out of my training outfit and began to pack for the trip ahead. After we docked the ship, it would take up to five hours for us to reach our destination.
The mission, according to my trainers, was not supposed to be an easy one, - Of course, it wasn't like the last one was supposed be easy either, however – but despite that, it sounded relativity simple enough. All I had to really do was keep an eye on some old King, and perhaps do a little sightseeing.
how hard could that be?
Using one of my most preferred modes of transportation, a Mongoose-Dragon, I made my way to my given target; Omashu. Along with me were four soldiers, who were riding their own Kimono-Rhino's.
Once we reached our destination, one single thought into my head
"This, is going to be difficult."
I could tell by just looking at it from a distance that getting intothe massive city was going to be hard enough, but getting out…
Shrugging my thoughts away, I decided to set up camp on a hill. It was a good distance away from the city, so that we wouldn't easily be spotted. Once I knew that everything and everyone was safe, I begin surveillance of the area. Using a telescope, I looked at the city from every angle I could in order to access my options.
Going by sky was completely out of the question. I would be spotted instantly. And due to the terrain, scaling the walls wasn't an option either. The city was an utter fortress by itself, but because of the fact that it was sitting on top of a large mountain, it was even more protected.
It seemed like the only way into it was by bridge, which meant that I was going to need a pretty decent disguise to get in without being recognized. It also meant that, if any part of the plan went south, there was a good enough chance that I could be captured if I was found out to be Fire Nation by some lucky person.
The sun had slowly begun to set, and it was then that I spotted a new, additional option. There was a sewage tunnel underneath the mountain, one that I hoped connected to the city. If it did, using that way meant I could sneak into the city completely undetected, and all I had to do was crawl through the muck. Closing my telescope, it was the safest, most covert action I could take. And so, I made my decision.
I needed was a disguise.
I covered various parts of my body with rolls of bandages, including half my head, and put on a rather tattered up old green kimono. I reached down and scooped up a handful of dust and carefully covered myself in it for a bit of added effect. In the end, I no longer looked as though I came from the Fire Nation; instead I merely looked like a poor young girl that was completely down on her luck.
Perfect.
With a look of pride, I picked up a large wicker backpack behind me, and began to make my way slowly to the gates of Omashu. Of course, by the time I managed to reach the entrance, however, my feet were completely throbbing in pain and pride had managed to ebb away.
"How can Earthbender's stand going around barefoot with all these sharp rocks?
To add salt to the wound – no pun intended, of course – I believe I managed to step onto a rather prickly torn on my way, managing to give myself even more pain. With a frustrated breath, I blew off the bangs from my head in annoyance, thinking to myself as I continued to walk.
"Girl, I think it's time you reconsidered your career choices…"
"State your business!"
My thoughts were nearly forced out of my very mind I heard a male voice harshly speak to me. With a nervous glance, I looked up from my feet and saw a giant bolder hanging directly over my head. A sudden bead of sweat rushed down my cheek.
"Okay, I take that back – it is the perfect time to reconsider my career choices!"
"Well?"
I blinked; still taken aback by the situation I managed to get myself into, and carefully looked at the man in front of me. Slowly, I realized that he had asked me a question, so I decided to use my shock – completely genuine as it was – to my advantage.
"P –Please Sir, I-I-I've been traveling all day, and I-I w-was hoping that I could stay at an inn h-here… tonight?" I stuttered out, as I crossed my arms and held myself with my both hands, trembling and trying to look as frightened as possible, which was… surprisingly easy given the predicament.
That it was winter and I was freezing.
The man then inquired as to what was in my basket, so I shrugged it off and placed it between him and me. I slowly took off the lid, held it close to my chest, and took a couple steps back as the man began to look inside basket. He found that inside contained various types of fruit. As he continued inspected the baskets contents with much more interest, I began to become rather nervous. Mainly because a great deal of said fruits were actually Fire Nation in origin. A rather stupid move on my part.
When he asked about them, I simply told him that it was easier to get food from the colonies then having to scavenge around for them. Even though, I added, they charge very high prices when you not actually Fire Nation in origin.
The guard blinked in surprise. "They sale to Earth Kingdom citizens?"
I shrugged. "Well, money is money, after all."
The guard nodded, content with my answer, and stepped back away from the basket. "All right, it all checks out."
I carefully placed the lid back on the basket and picked it up; as I began to walk past the guard, he told me that, in a rather concerned voice, I should consider having those bandages of mine look at. I just smiled and nodded.
Once I was inside the city I marveled at its architecture. The mailing system that swept throughout the entire city was unlike anything I had ever seen before.
"I bet that would be a fun slide"
Moving on from the main gate, I asked for some directions from one of the city guards and quickly found myself an inn. After exchanging three gold coins for some silver and copper ones, I paid for a room for the night.
Once inside the room, I put down my basket and lifted up the lid once more. Flipping it over, it revealed my mask that had been hidden underneath. Placing my mask on the nearby table behind me, I proceeded to dump out all the contents of the basket onto the bed, reached inside the basket and removed the fake bottom.
It was time to get to work
After changing out of the rags and bandages, and into my 'Operation's outfit' as I called it – which was the very the same that I used on my last mission - I picked up my mask from the table and looked out from the window. It was almost dark throughout the city, and although the night was near the ideal time for my particular line of work, some parts of this mission, however, required me to operate during the day.
You see, my mission was to infiltrate the city and find various kinds of information. Troop placement, city blueprints, weaponry, perhaps…anything at all that could possibly help an upcoming Fire Nation invasion.
However, one of the first things I had to do was access the capabilities of the King, someone who was said to be a very powerful Earthbender.
Donning my mask, I proceeded to climb out of the second story window, jump down and onto the roof, and from there I quickly my way up the East side of mountain. Making sure that I was in its shadow, as I tried my hardest to keep out of sight and avoid the soldiers whenever possible.
That, not being at all easy, considering there were far more soldiers patrolling around in this city then there were knives up Mai's sleeves.
Well, almost…
When I had finally made it to the top of the mountain – where Omashu's palace was located - I allowed myself a moment of rest, and tried to catch my breath. On my way up the mountain side, I had one too many close calls for my taste. However, despite the difficulties, I managed to make it – just barely. Now I only needed to figure out how to get inside.
The palace was almost completely surrounded, but even so, I was able to find some holes in its security. The first hole being that, although there were many patrols, it took them up to twenty seconds for one to show up, and what was worse – or perhaps better on my side of things - stationary guards weren't always looking in the right direction.
And the second flaw was that, although the windows were rather high up, there were no iron bars or anything of the sort, to keep people out. And in the very moment that one of the guards turned his head and looked the other way, I quickly snuck past them, jumping onto the wall and using my claws to climb up and into the window above.
Once inside, I surveyed the area. It was the throne room of all places! And thankfully, I managed to come into some luck, for the King himself was on the throne, finishing up his meal. This was my chance to get a good look at him for the first time. At first glance he looked harmless enough, but upon much closer inspection, I could tell by his mannerisms that he knew how to fight.
His movements were too controlled, too precise, he reminded me of somebody I knew.
My eyes carefully studied the room for a moment, wondering quietly to myself as to just where I might find some useful information, when the King's loud, crackling voice brought my attention back onto him.
"Well, it looks like it's time for me to hit the hay!" He said with a grin, stretching both his arms above his head.
I felt a sudden surge go up my spine, before I had even had a second to consider what he might be doing; the King slammed his hands together, causing a rather loud crash to echo throughout the room. Almost on instinct, I jumped from the window. I landed on the floor and rolled to a halt. I regained myself and stood on my feet and found that I was now standing in the dead middle of the throne room. I cast a quick glance at the window I had jumped down from, and saw that I had barely avoided being caught between two thick slabs of stone.
"Well, well, looks to me like we have ourselves an uninvited guest!" The King said with a grin, as he leaned onto the arm of his large throne.
I had already counted at least eight other individuals that had flooded into the room the moment they heard the crash. They were all armed with spears, and with my luck, they were probably Earthbenders as well. And, of course, there was the King himself.
Taking a breath, I decided to play it cool.
"Who, me?" I asked the King with a calm voice, trying to think of any sort of way that would allow me to leave this room alive and unharmed. "I'm just a harmless Dragon's shadow passing through."
I knew that, for a spy, being caught certainly meant death.
Remember. The people who catch us can kill us. They can get information out of us and kill people we're trying to protect. And if we escape, the people who hired us could kill us. And sadly, in the end when no other opinion presents itself, we also have the choice of killing ourselves in order to protect our secrets.
Yes, I knew quite well that, for a spy, being caught meant death. But I also knew that that was not going to happen tonight.
"A Dragon's shadow, eh?" The King said rising one eyebrow as his amused grin slowly dissolved to a rather hard frown. The very sight itself seemed almost uncharacteristic. "So, the Princess has something to do with this…"
With realizing it, my eyes widened when I heard his words fall from his lips.
"He knows who I am…"
Calming myself, I simply chose to file that small piece of information away for a later time. Now it was kill or be killed. I had to get out of here.
"Oh, I'm just doing a little sightseeing. seeing if this is good vacation spot…" I said, my voice trailing off as I walked around the room, almost as if it was no big deal. Quickly scanning every inch of the throne room with my eyes, I counted eight sharp objects pointed at me. And knowing that, with the remaining guards, the hallways were far too dangerous, the only way out of this situation was by window.
I just need to get these guys moving a little bit closer….
"Really, now?" He asked, his frown suddenly replaced with the same smile he wore earlier, and his voice had shifted from low and serious to high pitch and carefree in a mere matter of seconds. The quick change in character was simply amazing "Well, tell me! What do you think of it?"
I was only seven paces away from him when the spear carriers stepped into range.
"Well, it could use a gift shop." I said with a smug smile and a shrug of my shoulders. "Yeah, that sounds like a great idea! Maybe it could sale some fancy masks…like mine."
As I spoke, I brought my hand up to my mask and pushed a hidden switch within it, making the bottom half open up.
Ah yes, that was something I should probably explain. You see, because I was born in the winter, my fire always seemed to be so much weaker compared to others. And because of that fact, long ago someone had asked me just why on earth, the Princess, one of the strongest Firebenders I had ever known, would even want to hang around somebody who was born so weak. I looked at them and smiled, my reply was that, people who were born weak…learn to compensate.
Taking a deep breath, I aimed down at my feet and quickly fired a large puff of smoke out of my mouth, creating an effective smokescreen. As the enemy was blinded and panicking, I reached out and grabbed one of the soldier's spears, kicking its holder in the face, or perhaps it was the gut, with all the smoke and confusion, I wasn't all that sure.
Deciding that I actually had far more sense than to merely to stick around to fight, which would more than likely end up getting me captured, or worse, I swiftly ran towards the wall at full force. Sticking the spearhead into the ground in front of me, I pole-vaulted halfway up, towards the window, using the momentum to easily climb up the rest of the way.
Not wasting even half a second, I leaped from the window, and hit the ground, breaking out into a frantic run. Behind me I could hear the sounds of several men giving chase. Looking forward, I spotted one of those mailing slides that I had seen earlier. And I was in luck; for it was just about to send one of those stone carriers down filled with all sorts of various documents inside. I managed to carefully jump onto it just as it was sent flying down and over the edge.
A smile crossed my lips as I looked down and took note of the many letters and packages underneath me. Curiosity swept forward and I could hardly resist the urge.
Well, since I am here…
I reached down and picked up a handful of letters and began to skim through the handwritten addresses as the carrier continued to head further down.
Bill.
Bill.
Bill…
You might be a winner?
I quickly threw that letter over my shoulder. Man, those things are everywhere…
Bill.
…A recipe for chicken? Mmm, I could use that…
I smirked and with a quick sleight of hand, I sneakily placed the letter in my pocket. As I leaned forward and held on to the carrier as it rounded a sharp turn, I suddenly began to hear the sound of somebody laughing rather loudly, and…snorting?
I looked behind me to see if I could locate where the sound was coming from, and what I wound up seeing was so surprising, so shocking, and completely utterly crazy, that I swear the mouth of my mask somehow managed to open even wider.
It was the king!
And he was riding in one of the carriers like I was, laughing like a maniac. And that's when I noticed that he was not only seemingly enjoying himself, but he was also gaining speed!
I had to think fast or else this would have been all for nothing. Looking up, I noticed that I was quickly coming onto a nearby rooftop, I breathed in deeply and when I was close enough I jumped. I safely landed on the roof, and in the very next moment I looked behind me and watched the old man continue down the slide. As he slid out of my sight, I smiled and sighed in relief. I had finally lost him and now I could calm down. With a few quick leaps, I left the rooftop and began to make my way back to the inn.
However, as I rounded the corner I stumbled into someone by accident. With a slight groan I looked up to begrudgingly apologize, but when I looked up I realized that I was staring at the Omashu king himself.
At that point I started to panic.
Back at my camp, my men watched as dust cloud, after dust cloud began to rise from the city, believing that I was in the midst of a heated battle, judging by all the crashes and the various screams and cries that were erupting from within.
The truth of the matter was that I stared to wish that it WAS merely just heated battle with a hell-bent enemy wanting my blood on his hands. for no matter what I tried, this stubborn king just would not give up the chase! In fact, the longer this battle (if you could truly call it something like that, considering that the King himself never threw a single blow) raged on, it began to feel like more of a game of one sided tag than anything else.
I ran, he followed. I jumped through a window, he jumped through a wall. I jumped on a roof, and he continued to follow me, laughing the entire way!
The minutes felt like hours leavening me completely drained and tired beyond all reasoning.
his ever loyal goons were not a problem for me. I was far too fast and agile for them to keep up, (my own training plus Ty Lee teaching me some of her moves) and my poison tipped claws knocked them unconscious, and when they somehow managed to avoid those simple tricks, I always resulted back to my smokescreen to blind them and throw them off my trail.
But, even so, the old king was able to keep up with every single one of my quick moves. What's worse is that he seemed to do more than just keep up. In fact, it was almost like he could read my mind, and somehow know what I was planning on doing next.
...My teacher. Yes, that had to be it, for it was the only true explanation. Somehow, he knew my teacher. I remember that I once heard about some kind of 'old man club' and apparently (although I never really considered myself enough of interest) they've heard of me too.
Yes, now it all added up. The surprising way he knew that I worked for the Princess, the way he was able to read my every move, despite the fact I had mainly constructed and thought of this fighting style myself. This old Earth Kingdom fool learned about me from that Fire Nation old fool!
However, what was truly the sad thing here was that I wasn't at all going to figure this amazing fact out until much, much later. Because at that moment in time, I was far too busy panicking and running for my life to even take a moment to breathe, let alone think straight and consider the possibilities.
As the hours wore on, which consisted of simply rushing throughout all the levels of city, struggling to lose him at all costs as he followed behind me, determined as ever, night soon fell over and I found myself hiding behind a wall, struggling to catch my breath. After a moment, I peered forward, around the corner, and was pleasantly surprised when I saw no sign of the crazy king.
"Finally!" I bellowed out in happiness, as I ran a hand over my face and sighed deeply. My voice then took on a much more annoyed tone. "for an old guy he sure can keep up! he's basically one man army. I mean, honestly, what is he, immortal or something?"
"I may be old, but I'm not immortal!"
My eyes widened when I heard the voice not even inches away from my ear. I quickly turned, and saw the King just standing there in front of me, his characteristic playful grin upon his lips. Now, under most circumstances I may have tried to engage him directly in battle, however, after years of sparring with the Princess, I've learned to be rather careful when judging an opponent's strength. I knew quite well that I was at the disadvantage. Not only because of the fact that he was far stronger, but also I was completely outnumbered. I knew that choosing to fight an Earthbender in very close quarters was never a wise idea at all, and so, instead, I began to rack my brain and struggled to think of another choice of action I could take.
"What do you want from me?" I asked him carefully.
"What do I want?" He repeated, as his expression twisted and became somewhat of a cross between amusement and confusion. "Aren't you the one who broke into myhouse?"
He had a point. But, even so, I wasn't just going to stand around and allow myself to be captured. I leaned forward; about to make a smokescreen and try my hand at escaping once again, when he quickly jammed a rock into my mask's mouth, causing a small explosion of smoke to fill my mask. Coughing franticly, I ripped off my mask and it clattered to the ground in front of the King's feet as he stared down at it in curiosity. No, no, no, this wasn't at all what was supposed to have happened. I wasn't prepared to fight, my cover had been blown, and now…my only real chance at surviving was to flee.
So I ran - once again.
I continued to run until I safely had made it back to the inn. Once I was there, I quietly crept around the back and carefully climbed into my room. Without taking a moment to try and calm my quickly beating heart, I continued to move a fast speed and changed out of my spy clothing and back into my refugee disguise.
As I exited out of the inn and began to head to the main gate, hoping to myself that I could easily get out of the city without many problems, I was suddenly stopped by two of its keepers.
"Sorry Miss, but we must ask you to go back inside," They told me as they held their hands up in front of my face, refusing to allow me to pass. "We received reports that there's an assassin on the loose, and it is not safe."
Hearing their words, I winched to myself in frustration. Great, now they think I'm an assassin…
What was worse was that…because they were aware of the danger within their city, and the danger being one of an assassin, none the less, it meant that there could be a very high possibility of a 'kill on sight' order being issued.
"Please, I really need to be on my way." I suddenly spoke up, desperation thick in my voice as I began to try and make them see my side of things, and how I had to get out of the city right away for very important reasons. They stared at me with focused features as they listened to my pleads, however, as I continued to speak with the rather stubborn keepers – which then turned into arguments and then turned into very heated ones at that - for several minutes, it became clear to me that I was getting nowhere fast, and they would not budge despite anything I told them.
"Is there a problem here?" A sudden voice came from behind - one that sounded all too familiar.
The men quickly snapped to attention, as the one that was closest to me turned to address the King in a deep, serious, voice. "Your Highness. This young lady insists that she be allowed to leave the premises."
"Really?" The King asked with a raise of his bushy eyebrows, seemingly interested in my situation.
"And why would that be?" He was peering down at me; I could sense it even though I had my backed turned towards him. He knew who I was. From the moment he stepped up and saw me in front of the gate it was all over. He got me. I didn't have to look at him to understand that, for I could simply hear it in his voice. My heart began to pound heavily in my chest, and I could feel the sweat beading down my neck as I looked up at the keepers with wide eyes.
"P-Please, you must understand that I simply want to go and see my sister." I pleaded to them in a broken voice, not once turning around, or giving any sort of indication that I was well aware the King was still staring down at me. "She's not well, you see, and I need to get to her as soon as possible…!"
When the emotional voice left my lips, I bit down and muffled a groan. What was wrong with me? I could hardly believe that I was standing there, in between Omashu's King and the gate to my freedom, actually pleading desperately! Of course, granted, I wasn't at all as strong as Azula…but I've fought over twenty men, and I've trained with Masters! The Princess of the Fire Nation herself complimented me on my skills!
But now, I'd managed to make a completely deadly mistake, one that I know if (somehow) I ever managed to get out of here alive, Azula would surely lecture me on until late hours of the night. I've underestimated my opponent; I left almost all my equipment on the ship. I should have known better…
"Well, in that case -"
I was shaking as he spoke, fear ebbing off of me in waves. Was this really it? Had I honestly failed that spectacularly?
"…We can't keep her sister waiting, now can we?"
"Eh?"
"Don't forget your souvenir!" he said as he handed me my mask (Still with the rock inside of its mouth)
after he ordered the gate open I walked back to camp in a daze, ignoring the questions from my men I ordered them to break camp and proceeded to head back to the ship.
The entire way there I didn't say a single word, or was there a single bit of emotion on my face. When we made it back to the ship the Captain greeted me and asked me how my mission went I told him to take this ship it out to sea. When it looked like he was about to ask me something I snapped at him and told him to hop to it.
When I needed to my room I put down my mask, my backpack and I collapsed on my bed
A thousand emotions hit me at once
I don't know which one caused it but tears started to fall from my eyes, I must've spend a good hour that night crying into my pillow.
The next day I send a letter to Azula telling her it my mission was not fruitful (which was putting it mildly) and begged her for forgiveness.
I was in my room mildly depressed, until I remembered something that brought a smile to my face. I was born in the winter but more accurately I was born in winter solstice. Traditionally, Azula and I always had tea on our birthdays. Plus I have had a good ideal where the avatar was going to be on the winter solstice.
It was going to be a good day I thought as I blew a puff of smoke and fire out of my mouth.
Next chapter
Solstice sisters