I have decided that my Fem!Sokka is going to be named Sonya. It took a while to decide what it would be. I decided because it sounds somewhat like Sokka and seems to flow with the rest of the story. Once again, constructive comments are welcome. This story has no beta reader if you see something that I missed please contact me in comments or through my inbox.
A few Fun Fact: Sokka in in phonetic Chinese translates to "block" or "inquire". Katara is "pagoda", "pull" or "block". Sonya is a Russian variation of Sophia and means "wisdom" or "dreamer".
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The silver of the fish glinted in the light of the sun. Water gently rocked the boat as I watched the halibut swim almost in circles in. Katara sat behind me in the back of the kayak. I couldn't see her but I could hear her sigh in boredom. Feeling comfortable in knowing the swimming pattern I pull back the spear and hit the fish in center mass. Smiling in success I pull it from the water and add the fish to the others in the basket between my sister and I. Looking at her I grin before seeing her looking off in the distant waters, my smile falls.
"Hey, we almost have enough fish, maybe you would like to try?" I extend the spear to her shaking it a little, trying to distract her in come way.
"You know I don't know how to use that, Sonya." Katara sighed again.
"I know, but you could always try." I see her eyes light up in familiar indignation. This had been a line of conversation we took before and I could already tell we were going to follow it again.
"Why would I need to know how to use a stupid spear when I have my water-bending?" She crosses her arms over her chest and lets out a huff, her breath visible in the always cold air.
My hand tightens around the spear and I take a deep breath trying not to yell. She always gets like this, just calm down Sonya. Don't hit your stubborn and irrational sister. "You barely have any control over your bending Katara." I put up my hands placatingly, "I just thought you would like to catch a fish is all." The last part came out a little more bitingly than I had wanted and I turned away and back to the water before I could say more.
As I spot a new target, I again watch its pattern before preparing to strike. I faintly hear Katara say my and something about a fish. As I pull back quickly my back is soaked with icy water. "Ahh!"
"Hey!"
I turn to look at her sharply. "Why is it that every time you decide to play with your magic water, I get soaked?"
She returns my glare, "Ugh, it isn't Magic it's Water-Bending. And it's..."
"Yes, yes, I know. An ancient art, unique to our culture bla bla bla, you are a great gift from the Spirits." I roll my eyes and turn back only to see the fish gone.
"I don't think that and you know it."
I sigh still a little irritated. "I know I just get tired of hearing the same thing every time we have this fight."
Suddenly the boat hits a something. Looking to the water sharply we both see that we are caught in a rushing current weaving between ice blocks. I grab that oar and try to navigate, while looking ahead. The blocks come together quickly and grow larger the further along the boat is forced to go. Oh. Spirits, this kayak is so not meant for ice dodging.
We start being hit on both sides; I try to paddle harder. Katara making comments and yells "Watch out!"
My eyes widen as the flow gets even quicker pulling us towards a cluster. "Go left, Go Left!" she yells and I try but realize that it's useless and drop the oar and grab the spear. We are maneuvered directly between two large blocks and jump quickly onto the larger of them. I jab the whale-walrus tooth into the ice and grab Katara's leg to keep her from sliding onto the water.
After catching my breath, I look around a curse, seeing nothing but ice and water for miles. Katara carefully moves backwards and sits beside me, "You call that left?" she says incredulously.
"You don't like my steering? Well maybe you should have Water-bended us out of the ice." I move my hands in a flowing pattern I've seen her use before.
"So, this is my fault?" she rolls her eyes.
"I knew I should have left you home. Leave it to you to screw things up1."
She stands and looks down at me glaring, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. She starts ranting quickly he hands moving back and forth up and down. "You are the most hard headed, stubborn... I'm embarrassed to be related to you!" That hurt a bit and I had to hide a wince. Water becomes turbulent and rocks the block of ice. There is a large crack and I look behind Katara. "Ever since mom died, I've had to listen to you act like you are in charge of the house! Doing chores while you go off and play warrior!" Another crack appears on the large Iceberg.
My eyes widen and I move back slightly, lifting my hands to poing. "Uh, Katara?"
"I even mend all the clothes! Do you know how often you rip your parka!? Let me tell you, Too Often!" The waves are sharp as she swings back her arms in frustration once more.
"Katara! Settle down!"
"No! I'm done helping you! From now on, you're on your OWN!" With one last back swing a large wave hits the Iceberg and it splits in half. I gasp and she finally turns where I'm looking.
The halves crash hard into the water causing large waves to move the other blocks away. We grip the edge of our block and I wrap one arm around my sister as we duck our heads to the ice. We ride the waves for a few moments before we look up again; icy water covering us.
Opening my eyes, I remove my arm from around her and relax on the ice. "Okay, you've gone from weird to freakish Katara."
"You mean," her eyes were wide," you mean I did that?" Her voice was soft, knowing that it was true but not actually believing it.
"Yep, congratulations."
The water under us starts to glow in a circle and seems to grow larger in a matter of seconds. We stand quickly and move onto the center of our block. I grab my still stuck spear and pull Katara towards me as a glowing circular iceberg pops out of the water and moves us backwards.
We watch, squinting to see through the glow. Two figures can only barley be made out, one larger than the other. Suddenly the smaller figure, who the glow seems to originate from, opens what can only be assumed as eyes.
Katara gasps, "He's alive!" She reaches behind me and gets my club. "We have to help." She starts jumping on the small blocks that came up when the glowing iceberg did.
"Katara! Get back here we don't know what that thing is!" I grab my spear and move to follow her. Spirits save me from curious and unaware little sisters. Soon we are both at the base of the Iceberg, and looking closer the ice seemed to have frozen while flowing around the figures inside. Katara starts beating my club against the sphere with all the strength she can give. I know that it would be useless to stop her. For all she complains about my being stubborn, she was just as bad.
After a handful of hits, she strikes once more in the same place and is thrown back into me by a sudden gust of hot air and steam. We both watch as the ice cracks in the middle and bursts apart. Katara curls into me and I bring my spear into to front to ward off the unknown. A ray of light shooting straight into the sky. Around us there are waves even as the iceberg stays still.
When the light dims, we look again to the now crater of ice. I push Katara almost behind me and my spear pointed to where the figures last were. I hold back a gasp as a young boy in thin cloth appears. Why Is He GLOWING!? He stands, and I push Katara behind me completely both hands on my spear for power and reassurance. "Stop!"
Suddenly the glowing stops and the boy falls forward. His eyes are closed and he is unable to stop himself. Katara moves forward and half catches him and half guides his fall so the boy is laying down. I move to stand behind her and lean down slightly eyes narrowed, as I cautiously poke his shoulder (not the head, I'm not that rude, the boy may have head trauma) with the butt of my spear.
Katara pushes it away. "Stop it." Her eyes a small glare. I shrug my shoulders staying close to her. She lays the boy against the ice where it is curved and sits back. Only a few moments later the boy opens his eyes and looks up at my sister. His eyes are wide and I can already see a crush forming. Oh please no.
"I need to ask you something." The boy says in a soft almost tired voice.
"What?" Katara says, always eager to help.
The boy looks a little pathetic, "Please, come closer,"
I shift my weight and get ready to hit him if he does anything wrong. "What is it?" Katara asks in a softer voice.
Suddenly the boy's eyes open wide, "will you go penguin sledding with me?" He asks, his voice now louder and more energetic.
I almost drop my spear, what!?
Katara leans back a little as well, i can see her eye brows rise in confusion. "Uh, sure, I guess."
1 Obviously, I can't put "Leave it to a girl to screw things up" this is Fem!Sokka after all