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Chapter 2: I WATERBENDED!
"Matari!" Sokka called from the tent. "Your dinner's getting cold!"
Matari's twilight eyes wandered toward the tent.
"Mkay." She answered. Just when it was getting fun, Sokka had to get hungry.
She ran out from the icy wilderness and opened the tent door. Sokka had a fish laid out for her.
"How's it outside today?" He asked his niece, eating his own fish.
"Cold, as usual. Can't it be warm for once, Uncle?" Matari took a small bite out of her fish.
"I guess not."
Matari sighed.
Not like Sokka cares anyway….She thought, chewing the tender meat of her salmon,
I'm sure he means well, but…there's got to be more to life than just eating. I mean, if you eat once, then you'll just be hungry again later…. But then again there's nothing more satisfying than a big ol' piece of freshly smoked salmon. I wonder what father would have thought…I never really knew him that well. Sokka could tell me more, I bet.
"Hey, Uncle?" She asked, finishing her dinner, "Could you tell me about my father?"
Sokka put down his fish. He knew this day would come sooner or later. He sighed.
"Matari, your father was very great, and very wise." He said nervously. Gosh, he didn't really five this speech much thought.
"He uh, helped stop the Fire Nation from taking over the world, and eliminating all the elements." He felt like kicking himself for not telling the truth, but Matari could never know the truth. Never. Matari tilted her head slightly.
"What was his name?" Matari asked.
Sokka looked down at the 9-year-old girl. She was so innocent; he had such a hard time lying to her.
Now I gotta come up with a fake name that'll sound convincing…He thought, rubbing the back of his neck. Then he remembered the time they had visited Omashu…
"Bonzu…Pipinpaldelopsercopolis…The third."
Matari tilted her head farther.
"Wow. What a long name!" She finally said.
Sokka set free the breath he had been holding while he was waiting for Matari to react.
"Tell me about him…won't you, Uncle?" She said quietly. Sokka's hand returned to the back of his neck.
"Um…okay, sure. C'mere." He said. Matari sat herself down on Sokka's knee.
"Well, I met your father when I was 15. Your mother and Aa- I mean Bonzu had fallen in love at first sight. We traveled the world together, but…" He paused. Matari's eyes were wide at the beginning of the story.
"But what?" She asked.
"But…things just didn't turn out the way we planned. Fire Lord Ozai had wanted something from your father, and Prince Zuko, his son, was willing to get it for him. Your mother was caught between Zuko and Bonzu, and she had to choose or it was going to be too late. Even thought your mother knew that the fate of the world hung in the balance, she chose Bonzu, and after the war ended, they moved back here to the Water Tribe.
Then they had you."
Matari looked at the ground, and back at Sokka.
"But what about mother?"
"Your mother was my sister, Katara. She was a bit naive, I had to admit, and she monologued sometimes, but that didn't make me love her any less. She was a beautiful waterbender, and had a personality as wonderful as her looks were. I miss her more and more every day."
Matari snuggled up in Sokka's chest against his coat.
"Wish I knew her better."
"I wish you did too…" Sokka replied, stroking her dark brown hair.
Matari had grown to be very beautiful. Her eyes were still that beautiful oval shape and still that same lovely color of navy blue, gleaming brightly. Matari's hair, however, was slightly darker than from what he had remembered. It was cut just an inch above her shoulders and pulled back behind her ears. She wore a coat identical to his, except instead of three fox tails hanging from the knick of the trimming around the head opening, hers only had one. All together, she looked almost like a saint. It felt so good to know that Sokka was the only one that could take care of her, the only one who could catch her tears.. He gave her a hug and let her go back outside for a little while.
Matari left the tent and went back outside to where she had left off.
"Okay, Matari…you can do this…" She whispered to herself. She lifted her hands into the air, tensing her muscles and focusing her chi on the water below. She pulled her arms into the air, lifted them, and lowered them. A strong wind blew around her, and the ice beneath her feet cracked, releasing a stream of water into the air. She led the water in the air with her hands, shifting her weight as she moved rhythmically, but eventually, her grasp on the water loosened, and she dropped the water to the ice, leaving it to freeze.
Her eyes widened in surprise of what she had just done. She sprinted back to the tent and ripped though the door.
"Uncle, Uncle, You'll never believe what I just did!"
"What?" Sokka asked, stupefied by the excitement. "Did you feed the polar bear again? I told you to stay away from that-
"I WATERBENDED! I WATERBENDED!" She leaped in the air with joy as she shouted the words.
Sokka's jaw dropped.