A/N: Hashie is the Japanese word for chopsticks. REVIEW PLEASE!

Chapter 3

"So what do I have to do with any of this?" I asked Iroh. He had just finished telling me a long and confusing story about a reincarnated spirit called "Avatar", a fighting art called "Bending", and a young Prince named Zuko.

Iroh chuckled, "You are to help save my world, my nephew is slowly killing himself in his sixteenth year, and you must help him to see the silver lining; the good that the world does poses, so that he may become Lord, and end the war my world was once in."

"Wait, so the war has already happened?" I asked. "Did you know I was going to die, before I actually did?"

Iroh chuckled, "Actually, we did."

"Okay… So wait who is your nephew again?" I asked.

"Prince Zuko."

"Prince Zuko, okay got it. And what am I suppose to do to help him?"

Iroh smiled, "When the moment comes, you'll know."

I sighed deeply.

"I am very sorry, but I will have to have you start you at a horrible beginning of your new life. The spirit that your new body now occupies is about to die, and this is the only time we can switch your souls. Just remember, 'experience is the key to a healthy and wonderful life.'" Iroh smiled. "While in my world, you will go by the name Xola. The name Beatrix makes you sound crazy. Dress in reds and blacks only, the new body you will be using, was born of the fire nation. And get very close to your Hashie sticks. Forks, knives and spoons are rare and valuable possessions in my world, most people who have them are lucky and blessed. You will have a long and painful journey ahead of you," Iroh said sadly. "But you are the only hope left for my people, please chose your options carefully. Remember, if you fail, your spirit will never be put to rest."

"Thank you Iroh, I will," I said. "I promise not to let you or your people down,"

"I know you won't, you are far too strong for that." Iroh said smiling, but in his eyes I could see a hidden sadness, a fear, something that to him seemed uncertain, a wanted hope that had been locked away for far too long.

But before I could say anything I was bathed in a blinding white/blue light. I screamed in surprise and fell back.