Thank you to all who read my ridiculously short first chapter. They will get longer after this one and the characters are introduced.
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Chapter Two: Meetings.
"Huh?" Aang quickly sat up, rousing himself from sleep and causing Kitara to turn around and look at him in confusion.
"Is something wrong?" She asked, worry evident in her voice.
"I…" Aang paused and took in the obvious worry on Kitara's face before answering. "I thought I felt something, but it's probably nothing."
"Are you sure?" Kitara asked, putting down Appa's reigns and climbing over to where Aang sat.
Ignoring the prickly feeling that had climbed up his spine, Aang smiled and placed his hand behind his head in a sheepish gesture. "Yup. It was probably just a dream or something."
Kitara looked skeptically at her friend, torn between questioning him further or trusting him and pretending that he only rubbed the back of his head while he was keeping something from her. A loud snore from Sokka snapped her out of her thoughts.
"Well, now that I'm up, why don't you get some sleep and I'll watch over Appa?" He said good-naturedly as Kitara noticed how her eyes suddenly felt heavy.
"That would be…" Kitara yawned and then smiled softly at Aang. "…nice."
Aang smiled softly back and watched as Kitara curled up and drifted off to sleep before climbing up by the reigns.
"Hey there Appa…" He mumbled softly, settling into his seat and gazing at the soothing movement of moonlight on the waves.
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There was something wrong with the village she had stumbled upon. The lights in the windows attested to its population, but the streets were bare and no sound could be heard coming from within. Sighing, the figure made her way down the main street, determined to discover the reason for that village's fear. Ignoring the curious gazes she could feel coming from the shuttered windows, she walked out of the village and to the cove before she saw it.
A giant iron ship was anchored in the harbor. It actually took her a few minutes to realize it was a ship, and she had no idea how it traveled without sinking to the bottom of the ocean, but a ship it was. It was a menacing figure with smokestacks spewing black soot into the air, tainting it with an oily smell, and its sharp edges and dark coloring made it seem all the more frightening. As she approached the ship, she wondered how one boarded that monstrosity with its slick sides and no apparent ramp.
Shrugging to herself, she rolled up her sleeves and grabbed a rope left in a tiny fishing boat. After she attached a hook to it, she flung it up and over the side of the ship, wincing as she heard it connect and catch with a clang. Slowly, she scaled the shadowed side of the ship, occasionally muttering phrases to herself, such as "One bloody hundred years. What do you expect?"
She landed softly on the surprisingly deserted deck. Looking around, she made out a flag on the helm; one she recognized from the fire nation. Suppressing several questions that popped into her mind, mainly what a warship from the fire nation was doing in a peaceful village belonging to the earth nation; she walked across the deck and towards the stairs to the upper deck.
The first thing she noticed when she stepped onto the deck was not the gorgeous view nor the maps laid out near a lamp on the table, but the figure at the bow who turned around and reflexively sent a fireball towards her. Mentally berating herself for not expecting some sort of sentry, she deflected the fire by quickly hitting it with her own blast of fire, throwing it off course.
"What are you doing on my ship?" The figure before her growled threateningly as he allowed his irritation to show through the fire appearing in his hands.
She remained silent, attempting to figure out the best way to extract herself from her situation without reveling herself. Too bad, however, that the man in front of her had no patience or intention of listening to her answer. Before she could snap herself out of her thoughts, she found herself forced against the railing with her assailant's hand curled about her neck.
"I'll ask you once more; Why are you here?"
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I know that was rather short, but I feel that the intro has to be. You WILL learn the girl's name and significance in the next chapter, which may be posted by tomorrow and it WILL be longer.
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