Hey! So sorry if your story alert went off forty billion times, I just kept forgetting things I wanted to explain the author's notes. And I forgot to write a disclaimer, so I went back and added that too. And that reminds me, if ya'll notice any grammar or spelling mistakes, please tell me so I can go back and fix them. Thanks. And cookies for the guest reviewer LaughingLlama and Obiwan1022 for also getting the quote. Well, here's the next chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: the Last Airbender or its characters. I just brush Appa during shedding season.
Aiko's POV
I was sitting at the table in the galley as Iroh puttered around, grabbing this and that from cabinets. After a while he set a tray down in front of me. On it was a bowl of noodles and broth and a cup of tea. Uncle sat down across from me as I started eating, my spoon quickly scrapping the bottom of my bowl. I turned towards the tea with anticipation. I loved tea, and I had heard that Iroh was one of the best tea makers ever. Closing my eyes, I took a small sip. It was heaven.
"Jasmine, right?" I murmured.
"Yes, dear." I slowly finished the tea, eyeing the empty cup with regret. "Now, would you tell me a little bit about yourself?"
"Of course." I opened my mouth to begin, but heard someone come in. Twisting around, I saw that it was Zuko.
"Ah, Prince Zuko! Please, come join us!" Iroh said.
"I'll stand," Zuko replied. Turning back around, I started my tale.
"I'm sixteen. My mom was a waterbender from the Northern Water Tribe, and my dad is a spirit." Iroh's eyes widened in surprise.
"Which spirit?" he asked.
"Takeshi. He's a Northern Water Tribe warrior spirit. Golden hair, gray eyes. You can tell who I get my looks from," I said with a smile. "My mom and dad fell in love, and they had me. My mom wasn't married or even engaged, so the leader of her tribe exiled her, saying she was a disgrace to them. She ended up on Kyoshi Island, since it didn't involve itself in the war. My mom taught me waterbending. Even though she was never formally trained for fighting with her bending, she would watch the boys train, and she taught me what she had observed, along with the healing she had learned. I started training as a Kyoshi warrior when I was eight, as is tradition. When I was nine my mom died. I moved into the attic above the training room at the warriors' house. I've never met my dad since his territory is the Northern Water Tribe and I'm too far away for him to talk to me in person or in a dream, and I can't travel into the Spirit World."
"Did you inherit any…powers from your father?" Iroh asked.
"Yes. I'm able to pick up any weapon and handle it pretty well, but I still have to train to master a weapon. Swords, knives, a teapot. You name it, I can fight with it."
"A grain of rice," Zuko spoke up for the first time since I started. "How would you defeat me with that?"
Turning in my chair, I looked at him. "With enough accuracy, I could throw it into your mouth and lodge it in the passage to your lungs, making you choke. While you were in this weakened state, I would knock you out." I smiled evilly, and picking up a grain of rice that happened to be on the table, threw it at him. Zuko flinched, and I smirked.
"You missed," he stated.
"I'm not trying to defeat you. Yet," I said, facing Iroh again. "I can also read auras." Iroh's face lit up.
"Really? What does mine say?" he asked eagerly. I did the twist in my head that let me see auras and looked at him.
"Your aura is mostly green, although there are some other colors involved. Let's see, there's forest green for peace, pale green for nurturing, and jade green for balance. There's also a ring of bright yellow for mental alertness, and a ring of deep purple for wisdom. You have a great aura," I finished with a grin. Iroh let out a laugh and clapped.
"Do Zuko!" he said. Turning back to face Zuko, I stared at him.
"Bright red for anger, rust red for frustration, and mud brown for a worthless feeling," I stated. There was an awkward silence for a few moments; then Zuko stormed out of the room. Turning to Iroh, I asked, "Was it something I said?" Iroh burst out laughing.
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The next few days were quite pleasant, given the circumstances. I was well-fed, warm, and I was allowed a few hours on deck for fresh air. I wasn't even put in chains. I had a feeling that if it weren't for Iroh I would be treated much worse. As long as I avoided Zuko, I was relatively happy. One day, I was on the deck doing stretches when Zuko stormed past me.
"Uncle!" he shouted. Curious, I followed him. Iroh ran up the stairs to Zuko. "Uncle, the Avatar is close! Look what I found on a prison rig." Holding out his hand, Zuko revealed a blue necklace.
"That's Katara's!" I exclaimed. Zuko glanced at me, surprised that I had followed.
"See? It belongs to the girl the Avatar is traveling with!" he said to Iroh. Iroh stroked his chin, studying the necklace.
"It is an interesting find, Prince Zuko, but I don't see how it will help right now. However, I would hang on to it. You don't know when it will come in handy." Zuko nodded, and sticking the necklace inside an inner pocket, walked off.
So we learned about Aiko's past. And how she got her coloring. And that she can read auras. I promise, the aura reading is the last of any magical power stuff. I just really like the idea of reading auras, so I usually add to my OCs. I want at least five reviews before I update again.