"Time to wake up!" screamed one of the caretakers in the Northern Water Tribe orphanage. Knowing he wouldn't leave me alone, I reluctantly got up.
"Who's on hunting duty today?" asked one of my four roommates.
"Me, I guess" I replied. I didn't mind hunting duty. I actually sort of liked it. It gave me a chance to just...think. And since water bending was against the rules at the orphanage, it gave me time for that too. It gave me time to feel the water everywhere. And, a chance to just soak in the moist air and bright sun. It made me feel alive. I grabbed the bow and quiver, which was carved with beautifully elaborate designs of waves, and I headed out our dorm room.
I walked down the hall and down six flights of stairs before getting to the main entrance.
"And where do you think you're going?" said a voice from behind me. I turned around to see the head of the orphanage.
"I'm going for a morning hunt." I responded, with maybe just a little bit of disrespect.
"Oh no, you're not. There's a storm out there. Worst one we've ever seen. We already have eight missing and nine...well, that's not important. What is important is that you aren't going anywhere!"
"Watch me!" I walked out as our headmaster, being the coward he was, yelled at me from inside. The wind knocked me off of my feet, almost right away. I stumbled down the snowy sidewalks. If you are familiar with the Northern Water Tribe, you know that everything is made of snow from the buildings to the fountains. Canals of water flow through, like roads, with small bridges of snow above every now and then.
I was thrown into one of the canals. Gasping for air, I bent the water around me to form a small air bubble. However, my bending was no match for the storm. The water threw me back and forth, and I choked. It eventually splashed me out of the water and threw me against a building. The air was blasting me from every direction.
I was thrown into the water one more time and had a sudden burst of power as I choked on it. I put all of my strength into one swift move and formed a ball of water around me. I catapulted myself into the air. What I saw stunned me. It appeared that water was mixing with wind to create a gigantic funnel of sorts. I tried to will the water to steer away, but it pulled me in. It spun me around and around, my only protection being the orb of water surrounding me. As I spun around my orb dissipated and I was thrown out of the funnel. The Northern Water Tribe was nowhere in sight, and I blacked out in midair, just as a flying man came soaring towards me.