Golden Girl: The Story of Linnea

Plot line: #1

Author's Notes: Linnea is a totally new OC in the Avatar world. I hope she isn't too "Mary Sue-ish"; this is my first fanfic, so I'm not a great writer yet. Anyway, I hope you like my story. Please feel free to leave comments; I want to improve.

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar (but I so wish I did). I did make the OC Lolanna, Denero, Telia, and some other OC.

P.S. I revised this chapter. It gives more background, and it's longer. I hope you like.

P.S. (Again) You'll see a new thing called "Plot line" at the top. This means that all the stories with Plot line # 1 have to do with each other. If you have any questions, just message me.

Chapter 1: Lolanna

Telia sat in her room, rubbing her tired eyes. She wearily rose and went to prepare dinner. As she worked, she thought of the next day. She thought of her beloved daughter; the events of the next day would tear her apart. But Telia's thoughts shifted to her husband. Tears welled up in her eyes as she reminisced about the times before he was killed in the war. Things were so happy back then. She and her daughter were happy back then. The family lived together in joy.

Telia's thoughts grew deeper. Her husband wouldn't want this to happen to Lolanna. She was a strong, perseverant young woman, and should be given more of a chance. Telia suddenly was conscious of the fact that she had barely started the evening meal. She went searching through the meager portions in the cupboards. At this, she finally realize why she was doing this. She had to support the family. The only way was her daughter. The only way was engagement. Yet a small voice in the back of her head spoke to her: This is wrong. A single tear slid down her eye as Telia continue to cook the meal.

A young man named Denero sat among his friends, talking and joking. Denero was excited. Tomorrow, he would marry a beautiful women. He admired her in his mind; she was fair and lean and had a magnificent figure. Of course, there was the fact that she was a poor peasant; however, there were things that made up for that. Things like sex.

Suddenly, Denero popped back to reality as his friends laughed at him.

"So, Denero. What sick fantasies are going through your mind now? Undressing her in your head again," one of his comrades joked. All of the guys started laughing.

"God, shut the hell up. You really think I'd do that." Denero spoke sarcastically.

"Hmm… Let's see. You're just about the most perverted guy I've met. No, I don't think you'd do that at all," his friend commented jokingly. Everyone laughed, and then paused for a few seconds.

"So," another companion began. "It must be pretty choice, huh? She's a nice looking girl."

Denero grinned. "Yeah, I guess. She's kind of poor, but who gives a damn as long as she's hot? Anyway, I'm sure she'll be plenty of fun. We'll probably have kids by next year."

All the guys laughed. They hung out the rest of the night having a "bachelor party", celebrating the occasion of the next day. Denero just couldn't stop smiling; he couldn't wait.

Lolanna walked along the bridge, thinking more about the next day than where she was going; she tripped on an icicle. She stood back up and looked at her reflection in the water. She was like an average 18-year-old girl living in the Northern Water Nation; well, almost average. Most of her friends were already married. She had just now been engaged. She stared down at her beautiful necklace. Such a wonderful representation for a not-so wonderful event. Lolanna realized that she was crying. But, she couldn't cry. It was her duty to marry Denero. Lolanna wiped her eyes and continued her walk home.

"Where have you been Lolanna? You should have been home hours ago. Honestly! The night before your wedding. I tell you…" Telia rambled on.

"Mother," Lolanna interjected. "I was simply taking a walk. I don't know why you make such a gigantic deal out of every little thing. I-"

"No!" her mother yelled. "This is not acceptable. Ever since your father died," she stuttered. "Ever since your father died, marriage is our only hope. Lolanna, you will go eat your dinner, then you will go straight, yes straight, to bed. You will wake up in the morning, and you will be married, UNDERSTOOD?" Telia was screaming now.

Lolanna cowered in fear. "Yes Mother," she whispered. "Understood." She quietly wandered off to her room.

Telia felt awful, simply awful. She had been so horrible to her daughter. She had argued over nothing. And worst of all, she was forcing her to marry someone just so that they could earn some money. She didn't know what to say, or even do for that matter. Later that night, she gently walked into her daughter's room. She had planned to talk to her and explain; however, Lolanna was deep in her sleep, probably having pleasant dreams. Telia looked down at her lovely daughter with regret on her face.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice choked with tears. "So sorry."

Lolanna awoke the next morning full of fear and dread. Her sleep had been filled with nightmares of the marriage. Nonetheless, she got up and followed her mother's orders. She dressed in the lovely marriage gown; it was long, with a pale blue color. It had warm furs and intricate waterbending designs. Once she was dressed, two servants accompanied her to the chapel. She walked carefully, making sure not to step on her dress. Lolanna felt sick now. She was shaky and faint. Her heart beat quickly. She arrived at the entrance and the servants left her. The marital music began to play: This was her cue. She slowly walked along the isle. She looked down it. Denero was waiting for her. She hesitated to walk, and finally, stopped; people stared at her. Her mother gasped She couldn't take it. She ran.
Denero stood there, shocked, embarrassed, and angry. How dare that little woman run off on him? She had no right to disobey her duty. He cursed at her under his breath. Who cares, he thought. I'll find someone prettier, wealthier, and sexier to boot. I don't care about that little piece of filth.

"I don't care," he mumbled.

Telia was shocked. Shocked, scared, guilty, and devastated to be exact. Tears were streaming down her eyes. Lolanna was gone. She had left. She hadn't even said goodbye. And the last words that Telia had said to her was screaming. She was so angry with herself for torturing her daughter like that. Some people came to comfort her; others simply left. But Telia knew that they didn't understand. She was so upset. She just couldn't take it. Without warning, she fell over and passed out; as soon as she was revived, she ran after her daughter.

Lolanna ran as fast as she could. She finally came to the sea. What was she going to do, go back, and act as if nothing happened? No she couldn't; however, she was scared and guilty. But she was also angry. She knew an island not far away. She could live on her own. At that instant, Telia came running after her. Lolanna stopped everything.

"Mother," she whispered hoarsely.

"Lolanna, I'm so sorry. I… I just wanted to tell you that i-if thi-is what you want, y-you can go. And, Lolanna… I-I-I l-love y-yo-ou."

Telia stood there with tears rolling down her frail cheeks. Lolanna looked at her and came to hug her tight. She released and spoke to her mother one last time.

"I love you too mother. I'll miss you… Good-goodbye," Lolanna stuttered. She kissed her mother's wet cheek then jumped into the frigid sea.

"Goodbye," Telia sighed.

Author's Note: Yeah, I revised and expanded it (again). Thanks to BrandonLeeFan for the dialogue tip. Anyway, I'll get chapter 2 up as soon as I can. Christmas break ended and all of a sudden, I find myself swimming in homework! You know the drill.