Sarah: Aw, well...jeez, dude. I can't keep track of anything, no can I? Well, here goes Chapter 4...
The first few days of Matari's journey were rough. Sokka had given her enough food for a couple of weeks, along with his knife and club. He had said that the road would be dangerous, but Matari had faith in herself. She was going to learn waterbending, she promised herself she would.
She started out northeast. The waters were a little rough, but she would get through it. She had to, because there was no turning back. She paddled out in a canoe on the rolling waves of a seemingly endless ocean.
For a week, she went on paddling, going past large mountains and fighting against ominous currents that somehow seemed to appear out of nowhere. After a while, she ran out of food. It seemed that Sokka's eating habits had rubbed off on her. As she watched the sunrise, she could see a small silhouette of something sitting on the top of the horizon. Could it be...an island?
Matari was indeed very hungry. She hadn't eaten in at least six hours and her arms were getting a little sore from paddling all night. She was also drowsy from being up all night, but she couldn't help it. As much as she hated it, the ocean scared her, because she never knew what could come up and grab her...or her boat.
As she paddled, she noticed out of the corner of her eye there was a shadow moving in the water. She ignored it and paddled on, not letting her guard down. However, as she continued, the shadow appeared more frequently. There was something in the water...
Her heart raced a she struggled to reach the beach of the island ahead. Matari knew she shouldn't have, but...she looked behind her, and nearly dislocated her arm trying to speed up the canoe. There was a gigantic webbed fin-like thing rising out of the water.
"Oh HELL no!" She yelled in anger. More of whatever was coming out of the water was rising above the surface. It looked like some kind of eel.
The creature's giant head snapped at the tiny canoe. Matari screamed in panic as the canoe leveled with the rising waters and the eel snapped at the boat. The animal was so big...it was like a water dragon or something. It was purplish-black, with empty green eyes and viciously sharp teeth that it bared as it went at Matari's canoe again.
Matari's canoe crashed into the beach. She rolled out onto the sand, waterlogged and weak. She wheezed painfully as more water poured out of her lungs. At least she was alive, but now all she wanted to do was lay there. There was nothing else to do. The food was gone, the boat was damaged, and she was all alone...or at least she thought so.
Sarah: Yup. It's short. Get over it. HAHAHAHAHAHA! Sorry, I think I had too much sugar. YAY SUGAR:)