Next on sans list of things to do was get some food, 5 yuan got her two tasty skewers.

San still had a few things left on her list but she didn't have as much time as she'd initially thought so she made one more stop, downtown to a small family home, the home had been raided by triad members the day before, one of the street rats had come running up to San when it happened and she had got there just in time to catch the gang members, it hadn't been too hard, obviously they were not expecting trouble. The family however consisting of a mother and her three young daughters, had been so shook up San had promised to check in on them daily until they felt safe again.

San didn't normally make commitments to others so easily, after all she had already done them a favor by stopping the raid, but the way the small weak family huddled together clinging to each other that day was so pathetic it sparked her sympathies... Or at least that's what San told herself.

They where nearly as pathetic today.

San knocked on the front door, a timid little girl answered it, shaking slightly as she did, when she saw it was San she sighed and relaxed a bit, "mother, it's that girl from yesterday! She came back!" The girl called over her shoulder into the house, then turning back to San, "you knock like the po-lice!" She informed San.

San smiled slightly, wondering idly what else she 'did like the police'. It wasn't surprising San supposed, her family had been police long before she was born, some things where bound to rub off.

"How you doing, kid?" San asked as she stepped into the house, ruffling the girls hair a bit.

"Ah, San! You just missed them!" The mother called as she caught sight of San following the girl to the kitchen.

San frowned slightly "who? Not the triad?" She questioned, the mother hadn't made it sound terrible, as though the triad had returned, so who?

"The police!" Said the mother, "they where just here, asking all kinds of questions about yesterday and what happened, they could hardly believe when I told them a young lady stopped the thugs." She was speaking so excitedly San didn't have the chance to cut in, "the police chief herself came down asking about you!" Sans eyes widened slightly, her breath caught in her throat.

"What- what did you tell her?" San almost demand, the mother wheeled, trying to figure out what she had done wrong,

"Only that, a young female bender with dark hair and pail skin stopped the triad members" the mothers mouth twitched at the corner,

"What else did you tell them?" San questioned as gently as she could -which wasn't all that gentle- it wasn't this woman's fault the police had been poking about, "What did the chief ask you? My name? Did you give her my name?" Although San was now quite sure that the Chief certainly knew she had been the one to stop the triad San needed to know exactly what else Lin Bei Fong may have figured out.

"She asked how tall you where, what color you're eyes where, what you had been wearing, if you'd had anyone with you, and yes, she asked for your name." The mother was wringing her hands, still trying to figure out what she had done wrong, as far as she was concerned, San was a hero and deserved the recognition. "I told her everything I could remember, she seemed to know you to." She said trying to lighten the mood with a somewhat cheery tone.

San sighed, running a hand through her hair, "I'll bet she did." San sighed again, "we'll if there's nothing else, I've got some other business to attend. You won't be bothered by the triad now that the police have been here."

The sun was setting as San arrived at the warehouse, it was mostly what she had expected, an old abandoned wooden building half floating over the bay, it's windows where all boarded up with wooden planks and by the looks of it the front door had only recently been uncovered, broken bits of wood sat scattered around the frame.

San approached the door cautiously, she could here dull chatter inside and the sound of a hushed crowd,

San entered feeling more on edge than ever before, 'it's just because you think they're here' she told herself. To calm her nerves.

At the back of the building there was a small crowd, 15 men give or take, not nearly as many as San had expected, they stood in front of a slight platform which three tall men where standing on, despite their height San was unable to make out their faces.

She had to get closer.

San pushed her way through the small group to the front, each step making her more and more on edge, she was certain something was wrong.

San broke through the last of the crowd, all eyes turned to her, the men on the stage glared down at her.

"Earth bender," one man called from the stage, "and what a treat it is!" The man who spoke was himself an earth bender, San knew by his thick bulky frame and his earth hued cloths. Typically triad members wore colors representative of their elements.

San's eyebrow raised skeptically, something defiantly did not feel right, "what's that?" She asked him.

"Well" he said, "you're not just any earth bender are you now?" He leaner back, standing straight and glaring down at her, smug.

San tried not to show any signs of panic, what was he thinking? What did he mean? how could they possibly know anything about her bending? San smiled slightly, "I like to consider myself a little bit old school... But that's no-" he cut her off,

"Not what I mean, what I mean is that you, you're not hear to join our little... Operation are you?" He paused San sensed the movement of the crowd around her as they huddled closer to her, trapping her between their bodies and the platform of the stage, she suddenly felt very small. San pursed her lips dropping the act.

The three men on the stage laughed, the water bender stepped forward. "Bring her up here" he demanded ushering some tall men furthest to sans left, on the outside on the crowd, obediently they moved towards Her.

San moved before they reached her, vaulting up onto the wooden stage.

Why was everything wood?

She wanted to scream, it was a trap, made just for an earth bender, everything was wood or fabric, not even a nail in the floorboards she wouldn't be able to fight with her bending.

A moment of panic passed over San, she was small, alone and cornered. Her biggest advantage had been her bending, she had honed the ability for years, never thinking that there would come a day she needed to fight like a non bender.

but they do fight she told herself.

The moment passed, San squared off, ready to take down anyone who dared approach her.

The three men laughed, a deep guttural laugh that set a damper on Sans hope.

The men approached San in union, a united front, representing the whole triad, they starred her down.

That was when San recognized them.