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A little girl about the age of six jumped up in the air. Her curly brown hair bounced across her face as her eyes looked across the white space. This was where she grew up in, and this was the only place she knew, at least that is what she believes. Her older sister tells her that they once lived in a city that was big and beautiful, and their mother protected it.

The little girl didn't believe her older sister, even though she told her that it was real. She lived in this cold place with her uncle, aunt, her five cousins, her father, and her older sister. She lives in the small igloo of her grandparents. She was only seven and didn't know much about the world since she only lived in one place for her whole life. Along with everyone else, she lived with Meelo and Rohan, and their mother Pema. Meelo and Rohan were both air-benders and they made her 'fly' in the air a lot whenever she asked.

"Kiki, come on, dad has been calling you for an hour now." The six year old responded to her nickname and turned around to see her raven haired sister. She had her pale hand outstretched for her own mocha hand to grasp onto. Kiki frowned slightly and didn't take her sister's hand.

"What's wrong, Kiki?" Her sister asked as she lowered herself to be the same height of her younger sister.

"Sissy, it's not fair!" She said, irritated obviously. Her sister blinked her amber eyes with the little blue in them. She cocked her head, causing her raven locks to sway to the left.

"What isn't fair?" It was the tone of concern from her older sister, something that her sister only used for her.

"You look nicer than me," she answered. Her sister laughed and patted her head.

"Kiki, that's nonsense! You look like, mom, and mom was the most beautiful woman ever! She was just so pretty, and she really loved everyone she met, and people looked up to her." Her older sister told her. Her older sister then took her in a tight embrace. "Anyway, who cares about how we look? It's what's on the inside that counts."

"But, we look nothing alike." Kiki told her. Her sister laughed again.

"Please, we look alike, our noses are the same," she told her, as she grabbed ahold of her nose, "and our ears are too! And don't get me started on our eyebrows!" Her older sister smiled.

"Ardea, I love you." Kiki told her. Ardea smiled at her younger sister and broke apart from the tight embrace that they were in.

"I love you, too, Mizuki. Now, come on, let's go inside, daddy says that there will be another blizzard tonight, so it's best to get in now." Ardea told her. Mizuki nodded and grasped ahold of her older sister's hand. She moved closer to her older sister as a gust of cold air came by, blowing their hair into the wind.

"Are you cold?" Ardea asked. Mizuki nodded. Ardea smiled and gently put her arm around her. Her parka that once belonged to her mother when she was small was wrapped around her, but it seemed that it wasn't doing the job it was supposed to be doing.

"Ardea, can you use some of your firebending?" Mizuki asked. Ardea shook her head and looked at her sister.

"You know I can't do that unless I have adult supervision! And besides, we're almost home." Ardea told her. Mizuki nodded and looked at the igloo in front of her eyes. It was old, not like the newer igloos, but then again, their grandparents have been living here forever, so it was only so that it looked somewhat older.

Once they reached the door, Ardea pushed it open and they walked in. The warmth of the igloo ignited into Mizuki. She frowned at how hot she was and took off the old parka that had belonged to her mother.

Ardea smiled and did the same. Once she was finished taking off the parka that was also her mother's when she was around nine, Ardea took them both and placed them onto the rack of parkas.

"Dad, we're home!" Ardea called out. Their father peeked out of the bedroom that they all shared and smiled.

"Hey, girls." He greeted. Mizuki then ran up to him, her arms outstretched, wanting him to catch her. Her father smiled and put his arms out in front of him. Mizuki jumped into the air, smiling brightly. Her father then caught her. Her father kissed her and kept her up on his hip.

"Dad, do you know when she is coming back?" Ardea asked. Mizuki knew who they were talking about, her mother who was in this place called Republic City. Her father's face grew sad. It was a touchy subject since he didn't know exactly when their mother would return.

"No, I haven't heard from her since a month ago. From her letters, it seems like the war will be longer than she had ever expected." Her father told her. Ardea chewed on her bottom lip, and then went over to Mizuki and hugged her for a little.

"What does mommy look like?" Mizuki asked. She hadn't really seen any pictures of her mother, so she had no idea what she looked like, the only answer she got was that she looks a lot like her mother.

"You look a lot like her, Kiki." Ardea told her. Mizuki pouted. "And, you pout like her, too!" She added.

"I already know all of that! I knew that she exists and that she looks like me! But what I want to know is that who was she? And I want a picture of her, other than the usual 'she looks a lot like you!'" Kiki told them, wanting her father to put her down on the igloo's floor. Her father set her down gently and sighed.

"Alright, fine, if it is a picture of her that you want then I'll let you see one." Her father told her. He left the two sisters in the room to retrieve the picture. Mizuki's pout faded and she looked at her older sister.

"Does this mean I'll finally be able to actually see mommy?" Mizuki asked. Ardea looked at her and nodded. Though, it was not the smile that meant happiness, it was the smile of sadness and longing, something her sister had a lot on her face, especially whenever they were going to bed. Mizuki would also often see that her sister often whispered something to the Moon Goddess, Yue, asking her to bring back their mother.

"Yeah, it does." Ardea answered. It sounded as though she was holding back tears. Mizuki knew that she longed to see her mother again, and she wished that she was here. Ardea had often told Mizuki how loving and kind her mother is…but that's if you don't get on her bad side.

Their father returned after a while and looked at a picture. It was old and worn, but the people could still be seen from what Mizuki can see. Her father bent down to her height and gave her the picture.

"Now, be careful with this, Mizuki. This is very important to daddy, okay?" Her father asked. Mizuki nodded. Her father smiled at her and gave her the worn picture. Mizuki grabbed it gently and looked at it. It had four people in it, a man, a woman, and two small girls. One of the girls was in the arms of the lady, who was smiling broadly. The lady had short hair that was up to her shoulders with a loose fitting shirt and skirt on her. In her arms was the little baby. The baby looked at the camera and smiled at it. The man had one of his arms around the woman, and held her tightly, while the other one was on the other girl's shoulder. The little girl had her little arm on the baby that the woman was carrying and was smiling softly at the camera, while the man had the same soft smile on his face.

Mizuki pointed to the lady who was carrying the baby.

"Is that, mommy?" Mizuki asked. Her father nodded. "And, that's you, and that's Ardea, and the baby is me?" She asked. Ardea nodded. She gazed at the picture, looking at the woman especially.

"She loved you very much, Mizuki." Her father told her. "I remember the time when she tried playing with paper dolls with Ardea, and you were in the little play pen." Her father told her.

"Don't you remember that, Ardea?" He asked her. Ardea face twisted in sadness. Her eyes closed and she began to cry. She put her fist up to her face and tried to wipe away the tears with them.

"Big sister?" Mizuki called. Ardea grabbed for her sister and began to hug her.

"No matter what happens, I'll always protect you, okay, Mizuki? I did promise that to mom. I promised that I will always protect you no matter what!" She sobbed.

"I'm sorry, Big sister; I didn't want to make you cry! I didn't know that mommy could have that effect on people. I'm sorry. I didn't want you to start crying." Mizuki told her. Ardea sobbed louder and pulled her sister tighter in her embrace.

"It's all right, Kiki, it's all right. I just miss her so much. And you, you are my baby sister, and I am the big sister. And I will always protect you, because it's my responsibility to protect my younger sibling." Ardea told her.

"I know, but you shouldn't take all of that responsibility, it's also my duty to make sure my big sister is okay. I just don't want you to cry anymore. Okay, Big Sister?" Mizuki pleaded.

"All right, Kiki, no more tears. " Ardea promised. Mizuki watched as her father came to them, he lowered himself to their height, and then hugged them both.

"All right, how about you two wash up for dinner, okay? And then we'll talk about this more when we go to bed, okay? Is that okay to my two very special girls?" Their father asked. Both girls nodded and hurried off to wash off.

Their father stood there. Before she left, Mizuki gave him back the picture of their family. He looked down at the old photograph and traced his finger on the features of his wife. He smiled at her, the same smile that he was too accustomed to now. He remember her as a seventeen year old, still as hot headed as ever and especially head strong. It's been years since he last looked at his wife's blue eyes, and kissed her lovingly as they watched at that time, Ardea play on the floor with her paper dolls, her mother's paper doll beating up Tahno's doll. Mizuki would be on his lap, and Korra, his wonderful wife would be cheering Ardea on.

It seemed so very distant, as though it never happened. But, his daughters were proof that it had happened, they were proof that he is married to Avatar Korra, and he was once a professional pro-bender, and that his name is Mako.

"Big sister, wait up!" Mizuki called. She was hauling the bucket of water that they used to wash their hands. Ardea promised to just heat it up a little so their hands won't be as cold. Ardea slowed down and looked at her sister and smiled. Ardea then ran back to her and helped her carry the bucket. Ardea looked at her and smiled. Mizuki smiled back at her and walked slowly with her sister, making sure that the bucket didn't spill on the snow.

They continued to walk over to the igloo as Meelo and Rohan came out. They were both just playing around with their air-bending.

"Meelo, Rohan, help us out here will ya?" Ardea called. Meelo and Rohan both stopped what they were doing and looked at Ardea, their eyes widening.

"Fine, but you have to each give us a kiss then, Ardea." They teased. Ardea rolled her eyes and looked at Mizuki.

"Looks like we are hauling this water back, Kiki," Ardea told her.

"Wait, we'll change the deal, Kiki has to kiss us!" Rohan told them.

"No way! She's only seven! She is too young to be kissing guys, so, we'll just take this water and leave you two to whatever you do all day." Ardea told them.

"Our father has told us to make sure we practice air-bending every day. At least, that was what he said the last letter he gave us." Meelo told her.

"Really? How long ago was this letter? Did they say anything about our mother?" Ardea asked. Mizuki, who was long lost in the conversation, began to look out into the sparkling sea. It was so sparkly, and welcoming. She looked at her sister and the boys. They were both lost in the conversation that they were having. So, Mizuki set the bucket down since her sister had set it down a while ago and snuck off to the sparkling ocean.

The snow crunched under her feet and she ran to it. Her short little legs carried her to the ocean, it was something she loved the most living here in the South Pole, was that you could look at the ocean for as long as you wanted to.

When she reached the ocean, at first she just looked at it. It was calm and looked very nice and blue. Mizuki then took her fur boots off and sat down at the edge of the ice and placed her feet in. It was cold, very cold. But, that was because the blizzard will be here by nightfall. It was nearing sunset already, but when she looked back over to where her sister was, she was still talking to them. Mizuki then took her mittens off of her hands and placed them in the water.

She giggled at the coldness in her hands and looked over to her sister. She was still talking to them. So, then Mizuki then placed her whole body in the water. The shock of the cold water came shortly, and then the realization that she never learned to swim. She started to thrash around for help, calling for her sister.

"BIG SISTER, BIG SISTER!" She screamed. Her sister looked over to her; her face went from enjoying a pleasant talk to worry.

"MIZUKI!" She screamed. Mizuki could see her sister running over to her, her legs going as fast as they could. Water got in her mouth and it didn't taste as nice as she wanted it to. Water got in her ears, blocking out the sounds, and then her head went under. Mizuki kept kicking and moving her arms around her. She kept turning the water around her, something that Gran-gran had taught her. Her short little arms kept moving around her, making some sort of tornado or something, and then something happened, something miraculous happened, something that Mizuki couldn't even explain. She went straight to the top, her head breaking the surface, the water turning from under her, keeping her up. She was doing it, she was water-bending.

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Hey everyone! It's me again, and I am NOT dead! Don't worry, I was just super busy, I had to do high school stuff (that's right, I'm going to the big leagues next year! XD) and I had to audition for the high school of my dreams, and don't worry, I got in for band! So, my computer is still not fixed, I am using my mother's at the moment.

So that stuff is going on, this chapter really required A LOT of Vocaloid. (I listen to the Kagamine's a lot, one is because Rin is my favorite Vocaloid, and two I love Len and Rin together, psh, they don't have a set relationship!) So, this took place in the future, meaning I did a little classy time skip. Everyone is old now, Mizuki is no longer five months old, and Ardea is no longer three…or four, I think she was four when Kiki was born. Now, if you see any sevens or tens, then I'm sorry, that was the age I was thinking of, but then I did my math wrong, so Mizuki is supposed to be six and Ardea is supposed to be…ten…so I was right in that department…oh wait, if Ardea was three when Kiki was born then she would be nine now…okay! Got that cleared up.

Anyway, I won't be updating frequently because I still need to do high school stuff so I can have everything good when I do go to high school next school year, so not much of me.

Another thing, I am looking for a new cover for this story, so if anyone is an artist, then please send you're drawing to my Deviantart, it is KidXSymmetryForever, and it is really about me fuming about my brother and getting stuff off of my chest about school. So, I am looking for a new cover, so send them in.

Another note, some of you are asking if Ardea is a bender, hopefully this chapter cleared everything up, but if it didn't then, yes she is a bender, she is a fire-bender like her daddy. Next chapter will be on Korra and how she is in Republic City, and it is not coming soon! All right, that's it for now! Bye~