Author's Note: I do not own "Avatar: The Last Airbender" or anything of it. Wish I did, but beggars can't be choosers. All I own are MY made-up charactars, which you cannot borrow without my confirm "Yes." If you do it without my permission, I'll see you in court. Thank you for your time.

Dedication: This story is dedicated to Winter Rose Alchemist. She is my buddy, a sister-figure, and a great person to talk to. This story is for you, WRA (a.k.a. Winter Rose Alchemist)!

- The Iceberg -

In the southern Water Tribe, on the icy plains, was a young Waterbender. Her name, Katara. Katara was fourteen-years-old (close to fourteen) and was excellent at Waterbending, a gift that the Water Nation has.

She had shoulder-length and medium brown hair tied in a braid. With clear blue eyes that held kindness and intelligence. She also had lightly tanned skin. Her uniform, which was under her coat, was what the people of southern Water Nation usually wore. This young girl has a black choker with with a pendent that was lightly blue with a carved wave on it. It was passed down from her grandmother to her mother, and now it was hers. Katara waterbends because she loves the ancient traditions and to help her people.

Katara was in a boat with her annoying brother, Sokka.

Sokka had medium short brown hair and clear blue eyes like Katara, his would sometimes hold seriousness or (most of the time) held goofiness. Unlike his sister, he was a warrior not a Waterbender. He studied the art of a warrior like his father before him. Sokka was fifteen.

Eversince their father had been gone to fight in the war and their mother killed by the Fire Nation, the brother and sister have tried to do their best to protect the last of their tribe. Sokka became a warrior to protect their tribe, really because he was old enough to be one. Katra had the gift of Waterbending.

Both of their abilites helped their people and have tried their best to please their Grandma. Which they did succeed, but Katara was a strong-willed person and really wanted to go out into the world. What she really wanted was...an adventure. But instead, Katara tried her best to do things that'll help her people. Sokka was one that understood the importance of a warrior.

As the brother and sister rowed the boat into a sea of icebergs, Katara felt a strange and strong presence nearby. She stopped padding and looked up at the clear blue sky.

"What is it? Why'd you stop padding?" Sokka asked, he didn't want to be the only one padding.

"I feel..." Katara was about to say aomething else when a huge icecycle appeared out of the water, blocking their way upahead!

"Turn right!" Sokka shouted.

"No, left!" Katara argued.

Both of them were gonna turn right, but another icecycle blocked their way, so they padded furiously to the left. Then, the right - no left! They were making sharp turns as the ice came up. Katara tried to do crush the ice with Waterbending, but somewhat added just more icebergs!

I can't do it! I'm not strong enough yet! she thought angrily.

Sokka looked up ahead and saw a huge, very huge, iceberg in a shape of a sphere.

He gaped, "Ka-taraaaaaaaaa!"

Katara looked up and gasped, "So-kkaaaaaaaaaa!"

Their boat instantly crashed on the edge of the small ice island, to which the iceberg was on. The brother and sister crouched down as their boat was recked by the sharp ice. Katara opened her eyes and looked behind her at Sokka. He was knocked out. He was lying on the ice on his back and had a twist of pain upon his face.

Katara reached out to him and shook him, "Sokka? Sokka?"

There was a muffle. "Katara?"

Katara breathed. Her brother was ok.

Sokka looked at their small, wrecked boat. "Well, we won't be using this particular boat anymore." He said with a frown. Katara sighed and she looked up at the small ice island.

On top of the ice, in the middle of it, was a great huge iceberg. It seemed like a wave arose and curled in and became beautiful ice. The surface looked smooth and glassy-like. It was at least fifty or so feet high and at least sixty or so feet wide. Nonetheless it was a beautiful iceberg.

Katara's eyes widened and thought, Whoa! It must've taken the right wind and the right wave to create an iceberg such as this!

Sokka was trying to find a transportation out of the ice island. He turned around, "Katara, help me find a wa-" Sokka saw his sister gaping at the iceberg. He rolled his eyes and yelled "Katara! It's just a stupid iceberg!"

Katara was still gaping at the iceberg in awe when she answered him back, "Sokka! Don't you understand that there can almost never be an iceberg this beautiful? I mean, look at the glassy and smooth surface! It must've taken months or even years!"

Sokka rose an eyebrow, "Katara? It's a stupid iceberg! Besides, maybe some stupid Waterbender did this!" Sokka always didn't agree with his sister on Waterbending. He focused more in the warrior section.

"Sokka!" Katara turned around and glared at him. "No ordianary Waterbender did this!"

There was a pause, "Yeah, so?" Sokka asked. Katara ignored him when she did a double-take to the iceberg. There was a very light shadow of a person in the iceberg! Panicked, Katara raced towards the icy surface and started pounding.

"Hello? Is anyone in there?" Katara yelled.

Sokka pulled his sister from the ice, "Katara, there's nobody int here!"

Katara freed herself from his grasp and kept pounding the ice. "Yes, there is!"

"Katara, you really, really stubborn." Sokka said under his breathe.

Before both of them knew it, there came a bright glowing light. Sokka grabbed his sister and pulled her away as the glow became brighter and brighter. Like his sister had said, there was a shadow of a person inside. And there was also a large shadow of a creature. Sokka thought that it was far too dangerous to stay there so he nudge at Katara "Katara, can you made an ice raft with your Waterbending?"

Katara was gazing at the iceberg and ignored her brother. So, now he wants my help? My Waterbending skills, huh? she thought and realized why he asked. At the bottom of the iceberg, there was a single crack, it was going up 'till probably the top. It was going to break!

The brother and sister backed away some more. They could now see that the shadow was cleary one of a young woman. And there was two glowing arrows that seemes to be on her hands. The glowing light shot a beam up towards the sky as a gust of wind passed by. There were more cracks now and a sound of ice breaking.

Sokka took out his spear and was in fighting position, their father had always said "Always be ready, you never know what'll happen." Katara held on to the spear as well, both of them were frightened.

Not too far, about a mile or so, was a Fire Nation steel ship. On the deck of the sip, out in the cold air, was a young man of sixteen years. The young man was throwing out flames from his palms and knuckles.

He was pretty much bald, except for his black hair, which was in a ponytail. He had golden serious eyes. He had a strongly built body with pale skin. Anyone could tell that he was a great noble young man, by the way he walked, his straight back, and how his voice was strong and (sometimes) leveled. There was only one thing that disfigured him: there was a dark red-brown flame around his left eye and extended to his left ear. This was the price from the Fire Lord.

The young man's name was Zuko. Prince Zuko.

For nearly two or three years, this Fire Prince was banished and disowned be his father. The only way, the Prince could return to his home as Crowned Prince, was to capture the Avatar. Only then could he return home and claim his honor back on the throne he was destined to sit on.

How long can it take for me to find the Avatar? he thought as he challenged a Fire Nation soildier to fight.

Sitting down and watching him was his uncle, Uncle Iroh was watching him. He was the Fire Lord's brother and was the only reason why the Fire Lord gave his son one chance to return home with the Avatar. Iroh had gray hair that was in a small ponytail and he had a beard as well. He had golden eyes that always showed kindness and laughter and wisdom.

"Prince Zuko, use your breathe." Uncle Iroh said.

Zuko halted and turned to his uncle "Old man, if I wanted ad- THE AVATAR!" He saw the beam of light from land to sky.

His uncle shook his head and said "Zuko, we've been through here many times, we haven't seen the..." His voice trailed off when he saw the beam as well. "The Avatar," He breathed.

"Captain, head for that light!" Zuko commanded and pointed towards the light. I won't go back emptyhanded to my father. he thought and smiled sinisterly.

Katara and Sokka gaped as one half of the iceberg completely shattered. Their hands gripped the single spear even tighter and they heard something unexpected: a sound of breathe that had been held for a hundred years.

"Who goes there?" Sokka asked.

There was no response...

Author's Note: I'm sorry if I have bad spelling I'll try to check next time. And my girl (W.R.A.) said it'll be a while, but it's still dedicated to her. Thank you for the reviews! I feel so happy! The reviews:

Indiehippie: Thanks for reviewing first!

PrincessZula24400: No problem about you doing the similair thing to me. I understand because I think about a fanfic idea and when someone else has it, I'm all like 'Dang it!' lol And thanks for telling me Zuko's real age, I think I missed that episode.

Mermaid Ninja: Thank you for reviewing my story.

Ethearia: Yeah, I've been looking for a fanfic with a female Avatar and her romance with Prince Zuko too, I couldn't find one though. So I decided to make it happen! That's weird too, my favorite name is Artemis (spelled differently though) too! And thank you for saying I have great writing skills, makes me feel happy.

Audrey: Hola, welcome! I see you like it? Very good.