A/N: okays, I have attempted to explain as much as I can, so I'm going to attempt to make it even more explainable as I go… is that okay? can i just say i didnt get those 5 reviews... :( i mean its not that hard, my friends take two of those, -sniff sniff-

Ooh, dear, I've erm forgotten a erm…

Disclaimer: if I were anyone important would I really be writing this?

On with the show… using your imagination skills, as my main object here…

Recap… (Taking away the fill in chapter…)

Watching like a hawk, waiting for a chance to leap onto my prey like a lion, I hoped that I could get somewhere…

I watched and waited while people, and air buzzed around me, then when all was quiet, except the roaring wind as a background noise; I calmly stood up and walked stiffly, and swiftly towards the building. I knew that this was going to be a long night.

The stars were gazing down on me, making the snow shimmer, shine and glitter in the darkness like a thousand stars on earth.

I made my way slowly towards the entrance, my hunger, eagerness and numbed fingers made me get to the entrance quicker than suspected.

I hunched over, and scurried into the building.

I saw a reception, and hurried towards it, ringing the golden bell that was secured to the wooden reception desk that was quite modern looking.

A few mumbles were heard, in the staff room behind the desk, and then someone offered to see whom it was.

"Can I help you madam?"

I looked up slowly, loving the shock on the young ladies face that'd come to serve me, her hair was mousy brown, and it was pulled back into a ponytail, her layers tumbling out. Her eyes were a blue, and green mixture, reminding me of the sea, and her clothes looked so warm, and comforting.

"Yes, yes you can. I've got lost, and ended up here, do you have anywhere I can stay, have a shower wash and buy clothes? I fear I may need some medication as well"

I hated admitting my problems, but I knew that by doing this, I could keep warm, and by winning tonight I would be able to fight tomorrow.

"Oh my, erm. Sure, I mean, I'll find out" the girl stuttered, clearly surprised, more hushed whispers came from the back door.

"Excuse Me," I said annoyed, I could clearly hear her colleagues speaking about me, what avian hybrid wouldn't?

"Yes?" she looked up from the phone she was holding

"Ma'am but maybe your colleagues could stop speaking about me, it's making me awfully self conscious" by this time it was getting too hard to keep the smile off of my face.

"I will after this phone call, take a seat near the window. There's a heater there"

I tried to make my walk look casual but I knew I hadn't succeeded, I almost ran towards the window, sitting down on a comfy, warm chair.

The radiator's warmth was lovely, and I carefully removed my gloves, seeing my little finger again, I moved each finger, having got the gloves off with my mouth and teeth.

I moved each finger and thumb with the one exception of my left hand's pinky finger, they all hurt.

One of the staff came up to me. Holding half a dozen packets, he got one out, crunched it, breaking ice, or whatever was in the packet, he laid it on my hand, and started rubbing furiously, causing friction.

Soon the packet warmed up, it was lovely I smiled at the guy who was doing this. The heat got so much that he moved it to my icicles of fingers and it heated them up,

"Move your hand, get the blood flowing to it, then your fingers"

I did so, my left hand was soon warm, my fingers were recovering, but my little finger was black, I couldn't feel it at all. I didn't want to touch it at all. Just in case it fell off.

The guy started on my other hand, I followed his directions, I soon hand two hands working. I smiled, hurting my facial muscles.

It took 3 hours to get a room.

I had been fully warmed, in the staff room.

Talking to everyone, covered in blankets. The one thing that nagged at my mind was, my little black finger…

(I was going to stop it here)

I was walked up to the small room, two beds stood in the room, a door leading off to what I presumed the bathroom. Simple. The beds were messy, slept in, a blow up bed presumably now mine was blown up in the middle of the two beds.

I walked past the mess on the floor; the empty pack of Doritos, the dirty underwear, and random black lacy Ann Summers bras.

I entered the bathroom, and found it weirdly tidy.

There were bottles of lotions and potions, and a throw away razor. I studied the apartment, and grabbed the extra blankets from the wardrobe, and making the other two beds.

I did a quick clean, simply so I could wash the dirty items, with my own.

I shoved them in the laundry pile, which was growing into a mountain under the windowsill, which was blacked out.

I found paper and a pen, and wrote that I would be occupying the bathroom for a while.

I washed, the water going from the clean, untouched crystal clean, mountain water to black gritty soot.

My hair badly needed a trim. My armpits badly needed shaving, and so did my legs.

When I'd got out the shower, the warmth had stopped pelting on my skin, softly. I picked up the throw away razor, my heart sped up.

I couldn't do it, at all.

So, me being me, gingerly stepped out of the bathroom, with the towel securely around my body, fresh clean clothes were on the bed, with a thank you note for tiding the room up. I smiled timidly, although no one could see me, I was still shy from being so motherly.

I tried the clothes on, and blow dried my hair, and waited. A few minutes later, a young girl with a boy entered, both beautiful.

"Thanks for the cleaning thing" the guy, answered, his voice loud and enthusiastic, the girl he had his arm on was pretty shy, her pale blonde hair covered most of her face, which almost blended with the colour.

"I'm Max"

"Oh, yeah, sorry. I'm Oskar," the burly teddy bear answered.

"I'm Katara," the girl answered

"Well, thanks for letting me hang out, erm, so you wanna get to know me, so I know you sort of thing?"

"Sure sounds good" Oskar answered while the feebler Katara merely nodded.

"Katara? Can I ask you a question in the bathroom after this?"

Katara looked dead at me, her sapphire eyes looked out of place in the pale skin and hair. Her clothes were pale brown, faded colours. "Sure" she answered with a sheepish smile, Oskar looked questioningly at me, but Katara gave him the famous girl look that so rightfully said 'shut up now!'

I smiled at the two people before me that I had not known long, but I immediately knew that these two would help me on my journey to find my loved ones. There was just something weird about them.

Oskar looked up, right into my eyes, his blood red wings stretched out, while Katara had water flowing around her in a bubble, she was getting ready to surf on it.

Wait did I really just say that?! Blood red wings and water bending?!

A/N: Okays so I got really bored, and added this chapter anyways… review people; otherwise, I'll erm…

Okays I won't do anything but I'd really appreciate those reviews!