Elements Joined

Chapter 2

Written by: Drgn Prncss

Hello again! I hope you like my fic! Were off to the next chapter, which will be about a totally different person. Don't worry; there's a method to my madness. Most people just don't see it, that's all. Toodles!

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Two silver eyes watched happily as a dark man passed by him. This man was important; from his obviously well made armor and amazing skill- he had just taken down an entire Fire Nation Troop with nothing but a single Katana- he was definitely a big guy from- wherever he came from. The silver-eyed man hadn't seen him bend any element (Maybe he wasn't a bender at all?) But important people come from important places. And important places had important things for a good thief to steal. And a good thief he was.

The thief followed the warrior, watching from the shadows as he set up a camp, started a fire (A fire bender? Why would a fire bender defeat his own troops?), and retrieved a bucketful of water from a nearby stream, first taking a big drink, and then using it to clean his sword.

The thief used a quick burst of air to jump onto the branch of a tree. From this vantage point, the thief called Kaze could see that it was a very well crafted sword, and would likely fetch a pretty penny. Kaze momentarily contemplated stealing the katana from this warrior. But, he just as quickly decided against it. He had seen the man fight (Fights like he was possessed by a demon, that one!), and knew this was someone who was not to be trifled with.

As the dark warrior lay back on the pillow of cloth he had made from his cloak, Kaze leaned back against the trunk of the tree, trying to get comfortable without being too comfortable (Don't want to fall out of the tree and alert Mr. Demon over there that I exist, now do I). Unfortunately, with calmness came the return of the memories he was able to keep pushed away during the day.

Kaze nearly (Nearly!) sighed as he remembered his childhood- if you could call it that. The outcast- the oddball. Poor little Kaze, forgotten as his older brother gained in prestige, and his younger sister was treated as though she were a gift from the gods.

Kaze nearly snorted. He wondered what his parents would think of the fact that they had pushed him to crime. Not that he cared- he just wanted to see the look on their faces. To Kaze, his scimitar and lock pick were his family.

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Kaze's dark musings on his childhood, (Childhood? What childhood?), were interrupted by the dark man. It was odd, seeing him wake. It was an instantaneous thing- one second he was asleep, the next he was awake. Creepy.

The man quickly clipped his katana to his belt (Samurai style, huh?), and donned his clock. Taking the bucket water he had used to clean his sword and sheath, he dumped it on the flame. It went out with a fizzle, and the smell of blood filled the air. Some bits of watered down blood dripped lazily off the firewood, only to disappear into the earth.

The man stood up, and look a few looks around. Then, with a sigh, continued down the path he had begun the day before.

Kaze smirked, once again using his airbending- only this time he miscalculated, giving a bit more air then he meant to. The result of which sent him sprawling right into the fire bender's camp sight.

The man reacted instantly. Within three seconds he bounded back down the trail and held his katana at Kaze's throat. Kaze chuckled nervously. "He he, hi there. Nice day…were…hav…ing…?

The warrior said nothing, just glared at him for a second, before kicking him firmly in the ribs. Kaze went flying (Curse you light weight airbending frame!), but used a quick swirl of wind, and managed to land on hid feet. Completely forsaking the fact that he was an Airbender ('Blast from a far, young one'), Kaze ran recklessly forward, using the thieving skill to his advantage.

To his great surprise, the fire bender blocked his attack. And the next one. And the one after that. Kaji looked like he was toying with him. Finally, Kaze added airbending to the mix. Sending a blast of air towards the man's stomach, he felt victory was assured. So much so that he took a step back, lowered his sword, and smirked at the warrior. But he was wrong; Kaji completely outmatched the thief. With a flicker of fire at the stomach, the air dissipated around the fighter. With a flick of the man's wrist, lines of fire appeared around Kaze, effectively caging him. The dark man smirked. "You're not the only bender around."

The warrior looked at Kaze, a pensive look on his face, before reaching into a small pack on his belt. Out of it he pulled a rolled up piece of paper. As it was unraveled, Kaze nearly groaned aloud. He had gotten arrogant on one thieving mission, and let someone get close enough to take a picture. Once the initial humor wore off, it seemed really stupid.

"You're wanted." It was a statement.

"Yeah…I was wondering about the 'Wanted' poster. Huh." Kaze said sarcastically, giving an arrogant eye roll.

The warrior merely gave another death glare, before reaching through the fire and grabbing Kaze around the scruff of the neck.

"Meep." Kaze squeaked, as he was lifted up and slung across the man's shoulder. As soon as he was settled, the man rose up and began walking.

"Where are we going? Who are you? Are you a fire bender? Why did you stop that fire bending troop? Can I see your sword? What's your sheath made of? Why is your cloak ripped? Where are we going? Who are you? Are…"

"SHUT UP!" The man growled. "Listen, I'll talk slowly so you can understand. I'm a wanderer. I need money. You are wanted. If I turn you in, than I get 50,000 gold. Get it?"

"Well, what's your name? Are you-"

"My name is Kaji, and one more question and you'lllearn why I was named after fire."

"Meep."

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