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"BG" means "Before (Air Nomad) Genocide" which happens when Aang is 12 years old


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Chapter 6


Anila was on Chesa, they were following behind Amitaruci and Dorjee. He told her he knew of a really beautiful secluded spot on a small tropical volcanic island in the southern part of the Fire Nation. Fall was here and the air temperature was beginning to drop. By winter snow would cover most of the world, and where it didn't it was still very cold, but not in the Fire Nation, where it was quite warm all winter long. It had taken a few days to get there. Each day they would stop to eat and set up camp for the night. Today was the same as all the days before, except that Amitaruci had told her that this would be the last time they would be camping like this, that by tomorrow afternoon they would be where he wanted to take her. Anila noticed Dorjee getting closer and closer to the ground and urged Chesa to follow. They had reached The Fire Nation, but they were not, where he wanted to take her. They landed on a small island, then went into the town nearby.

"Welcome to Roku's Island," They were greeted by a kind woman at a produce stall just inside the town. "We love to get visits from the Air Nomads. You are in luck, there is going to be a celebration and parade today, in honor of Avatar Roku's birthday. He will be at the very front of it and you will get to see him if you stay for the celebration!" The woman was quiet excited about the day's upcoming events.

Anila turned to Amitaruci, "Can we stay for a little while, please?" The girl asked. "Everything seems so fun... and I may never get a chance to see The Avatar ever again."

"Whatever you want Anila." He said with his trademark smile.

"Oh, thank you so much!" She bounced and giggled happily as she hugged him, she also turned a few shades redder, surprised at herself. The hug made Amitaruci smile even larger.

They wandered through the market place for a while. Anila stopped at a little shop that had beautiful accessories, Anila picked up a hair brush. All Anila had was a comb that often ripped out her hair when she combed through it after a lot of thrashing in her sleep.

"That's a beautiful brush Anila." Amitaruci said as he watched her.

"I was thinking about maybe getting myself one, when I move my head a lot on my... your pillow I get all kinds of knots and it hurts to comb my hair." Anila told him as she set the brush back down and looked at some other hair things.

"We wouldn't want it to hurt you when you have to comb out knots in your hair; when you move your head against the pillow it causes a lot of knots in your hair." He told her as he picked up the brush she had set down, he handed the shop owner 2 gold pieces for the brush. "Here Anila, I just bought this for you." he said handing her the beautiful brush.

"You... You didn't have to buy it for me, It must have cost a lot, it's so beautifully carved." She said as she accepted the hair brush. She quickly ran it through her hair, it left a glossy shine to her long silky black hair.

"It's not as beautiful as you are." He told her.

After a little while more of walking around the market and a lunch of Papaya and cheese curds the celebration began. Anila grabbed Amitaruci's hand and pulled him to the front row with her while they interlocked their fingers. First down the stone streets, was a fine little marching band followed by a tall elderly man with long white hair and a long white beard; he had a top knot with a little metal flame thing in his hair. He was sitting in an open carriage waving as he passed. He had spotted the two Air Nomads in the front row and gave a respectful nod to them, Anila and Amitaruci bowed back as The Avatar passed.

The festivities continued well until dark when the fireworks started. Anila was in awe because she had never seen fireworks before. Amitaruci was standing behind Anila with his hands on her shoulders as they watched the fireworks; his body was so close to hers that she could feel the warmth radiating from him.

She shivered a bit in the chilly night air Amitaruci felt her shiver and started to rub her shoulders and arms to create heat for her. "Do you want to go back to our camp? We don't want you to get sick from the cold air." He said to her a bit concerned for her health.

"Yeah," Anila let out a sad sigh, "We should. Everything is just so amazing."

"Come here." he said as he pulled her against himself. Her back side touching his front, and he wrapped his over robe around her along with his arms. At first his touch shocked her, but at the same time it felt wonderful, and so warm. She shivered again but this time it was a rush of goose bumps that had caused it.

Anila yawned and leaned into him more. "Ok, we better go back before you fall asleep and I have to carry." Anila nodded sleepily as they walked back to their camp. They had eaten dinner at the festival so as soon as they got back to their camp site Amitaruci helped Anila get into her tent, she snuggled down into the soft pillow as he pulled the blanket over her.


The next morning, Anila was brushing her hair with her beautiful new brush. She was sitting in front of the breakfast fire; there was a tea pot as well as a pot of bubbling hot cereal. Amitaruci had taken a walk to go find them some nuts and berries to go with the cereal, as soon as she had crawled out of her tent. Anila took the tea pot off of the fire after it started to steam and she poured a cup for herself and one for Amitaruci, even though she wasn't exactly sure when he'd be back. She didn't expect that he'd be gone too long, he had been very happy about being so close to their destination, and wanting to get there as soon as they could. Amitaruci was gone for only about twenty minuets.

During breakfast, Amitaruci had told Anila he wanted to spend all of fall and winter with her in the place he'd chosen, which was about five and a half months. He'd regaled her with descriptions of all the benefits there were: it was warm, had a good supply of edible vegetation, huge open expanses, enough greenery for their Sky Bison, and plenty of fresh, easily accessible water. On top of all that, the place was secluded enough that they shouldn't be bothered by unwelcome guests - but at the same time close enough to human habitation, that it wouldn't be a problem if they needed something.

After they'd finished eating, Amitaruci helped Anila put her tent and belongings away, moving with a haste that belied his laid-back attitude. He seemed more intent on reaching their destination than ever before.


Anila meditated as Chesa flew behind Dorjee; the closer they got to their destination the more nervous and frightened Anila was becoming. She knew what was expected of her while they were there. As she meditated the words of Sister Opame kept coming into her head. "Painful" "you may cry" "Remove your mind, like when you got your tattoos." "It's important to the survival of Air Nomads everywhere."

Chesa groaned letting her meditating best friend know that Dorjee and Amitaruci were descending. Anila was feeling quite anxious and sat on Chesa's head for a little while, after they landed.

Amitaruci had completely unloaded Dorjee, saddle and all and he had expected Anila to do the same. But when he turned to where Chesa had landed, Anila was sitting still as a stone statue at one of the Air Temples. He walked over to her "Anila what's wrong? Let me help you down." He said as he reached his hand up to her.

She shook her head at him and scooted away from him, sliding off of Chesa's head on the opposite side. Anila felt a little sick to her stomach. "I... I'm fine, I can put the saddle on myself. I mean take it off myself... I'll put my tent up over here."

"Sweet, beautiful one, what's wrong?" Amitaruci asked her. "Are you ok?" She nodded her head first, then shook it.

"Do you want me to help you?" Amitaruci asked her, she was slowly backing away from him shaking her head, fear showed in her eyes.

"Are you afraid of me, Beautiful one?" He questioned.

She looked like a frightened little rabbit. Her eye wide and muscles tense ready to bolt at the slightest movement from him. "I... I'm scared. I'm scared you will hurt me. Sister Opame told me it hurts... That... That I would cry that I should... I should remove my mind, like when we get our tattoos." She had kept slowly backing up as she told him what was wrong.

He gave her a reassuring smile; he knew if he laughed she would take off, he didn't want to scare her off, and he wanted to comfort her. He lifted his hands up next to his shoulders and took a few steps away from her. "Oh, Anila I don't want to hurt you, I would never want that. I want you to be happy, to have fun with me here. I will be gentle, we'll take things at your pace, I won't even touch you unless you want me to, and you have no reason to worry. Please don't be afraid of me, Beautiful One."

"I have an idea, Beautiful One, Why don't you go down and get us some water? I'll get everything set up; I even know how to make a shelter out of our saddles. I can cook us dinner and all."

"O... Okay." Anila took all the water pouches and walked over to the water. As she filled each of the pouches she turned and watched him working to set up camp, every once in a while he would turn to look at her and he smiled to her. 'He doesn't want to hurt me, he's always been so nice to me, concerned about me getting hurt or getting sick... he wouldn't be so concerned if he didn't care, if he wanted to hurt me. I'm such a silly girl!' Anila smiled back at him and his smile got bigger.

When the pouches were full, she picked them all up and went over to sit by the fire as he finished cooking dinner. He often looked at her and smiled while she would shyly smile back. Anila was still very anxious but she trusted him, he had never purposely done anything to harm her or scare her in any way. She thought about that kiss he had given her, how it had made her feel so good. If one small kiss made her feel good, how would more kissing make her feel?

Anila sat quietly as she ate the rice and vegetables he had cooked for them. After she finished her food she felt better, less scared. She was staring into the flames when he said her name.

"Anila... Anila, Can I take your plate? I am going to go clean them. You can sit out here by the fire or go into the warm shelter I made for us." Amitaruci told her with a smile on his face and in a calming voice.

She smiled back at him, in a shaky voice she said "Okay, I'll go in the shelter. Thank you Amitaruci." She knew that going into the shelter meant she was ready to be with him.

"Are you sure?" He asked her. "I don't want you to feel like I'm forcing you."

She took a deep breath and slowly blew it out. Her frightened expression turned to a look of resolve, "Yes, I'm sure."

As he walked off to the water she went into the shelter, inside was lit by a small lantern. She sat down on the mats he had put side by side, the pillow in the middle and the blanket across both mats. She looked around, it was quaint and comfortable, and like he said nice and warm. She had never known that you could make a little shelter out of two sky bison saddles some poles and a couple of tarps.

After about ten minutes, he joined her in the shelter, kneeling in front of her. "You really are very beautiful, Anila. I promise I wont hurt you, please don't get frightened." He softly brushed her cheek with the back of his fingers. He leaned down and started kissing her very soft at first; they made her have a little smile. The kissing got heavier, her breathing got heavier, her head was spinning and it felt so good.

He sat himself down in front of her and pulled her onto his lap; she shifted slightly to balance herself better and froze as she felt something she had not expected. He started kissing her and she relaxed again. He nibbled on her lip and she gasped at the delightful feeling that filled her head, and clouded her mind. He gently laid her down on the makeshift bed as he kissed her. He started untying all the layers of her robes, helping her out of them…


When Anila woke up the next morning she was still naked, and Amitaruci was not in the shelter. As she sat up, she gasped at the soreness within her. She held the blanket over herself as she looked for her robes he had removed from her the previous night.

"Good Morning, Beautiful One." Amitaruci said as he entered the shelter. "I brought you breakfast." He had a bowl in one hand and a tea cup in the other. He set them down on a makeshift table in the corner of the room as he sat down next to her.

"Can you help me find my clothes?" She asked him as she held the blanket over her bare body.

"You don't need them right now. It's just us here." He told her with his dreamy smile.

"But... But I feel..." She started but was interrupted by him.

"Anila you are very beautiful, EVERYTHING of you is very beautiful." he said as he ran his hand softly down her side and began to kiss her again. He start undressing himself again, as he deeply kissed her.


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