Hmmm, perhaps Harry Scorcher would sound better... or Harry ...Hotrod!

To tell the truth, I'm actually having a hard time thinking up some Asian names... oh wait: Yoshi might sound good since there are actually some people in Japan that have that as their first name.

Note: As a change of pace, I'm gonna switch up perspectives from 3rd to 1st person. I might go back, I might not. Just tryin' out something. Tell me if it flows a little better. And Confuscius, I'm gonna use one of your settings. I feel like being lazy for once.

Van Tsu-Yan (Qiang)

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Van takes on the occupants of a not so honest to goodness "cargo" ship. Though a brief battle, Van defeats most of the crew, but leaves himself open to an attack from a previously indisposed attacker. Suddenly, the attacker is defeated, seemingly by the silent. And as Van makes his escape, the boat he just fled from is disabled, again seemingly by the silent girl. Leaving Van wondering: "Seriously, who the hell is she?"
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As a change of pace, the forces of fate and luck, decided to give me a break. I'd be grateful, but the forces of fate and luck have a sick sense of humor. The second I start "Thank whoever"ing a tsunami is bound to come say "You're welcome." Its not that I'm un respectful to the spirits and the unseen forces that have a hand in all our actions and all that, but when you've had your spear jerked around one too many times, you can't help but want to jab it back. It's human nature. Well...it's my nature anyway. But, I'd have to settle that matter for another time and place.

First there's the matter of a certain mute. After ditching the ship the stopped due to sudden engine failure, we-yes, I let the kid tag along-skipped the port and stopped at the town I think was called Yuan. It was right on the way to Ba Sing Se, so, hey, why fight convenience? Another stroke of luck came when I found a nice orphanage. I did the necessary lip work and the caretaker agreed to accept little...whatever her name is. I don't get it. How can a kid just not talk? You probably couldn't tell, but I was a mouthy lil sprite when I was her age(which I also don't know). She just walked, ate what little berries and game I could catch and kill on the roads, stared at me with the same blank expression, which is just creepy, breathed, and that was about it. And I'm definitely not interested in seeing it, but I haven't even seen the girl go duck off into the bushes anyway to use the bathroom. If she does, it has to be when I'm asleep.

Which is another baffling fact about the girl. Since my mouthy nature carried over to adulthood, I got in trouble more often than not with superior officer's I'd often get put on graveyard detail. Which basically meant I'd be forced to stand guard over the camp and would probably get about 5 hours of sleep, 4 in the winter. That is to say I would have gotten a few hours of sleep every night if I didn't learn how to sleep with one eye open. It was tricky, but to see the faces of Commander Itzugi when I show up after every graveyard detail without even a bag under my eyes every time was well worth it. The stuck up, loser.

But, anyway, I had the half sleep thing down so well, I could snap away if something made a sound or approached. I thought nothing could ever sneak up on me like that, but this girl had to, because as dirty as she is, she doesn't stink. And that food and water has to come out sometime, right?

I didn't know a thing about her, but I did know I couldn't just abandon the girl once we made landfall. The orphanage seemed nice enough, though the other kids stared when they saw her. It was tough to figure out if it was in awe or disgust. Her face probably had as much dirt on it as skin and her clothes, if you could call it that, needed to be burned more than washed. But girl was pretty and her brown hair was surprisingly well kept. Again, I never saw her do anything to her hair. Guess she's just lucky like that. My hair pretty much does what it wants between washes. All the same, I bid farewell to the caretaker and left the girl at her new home between homes. Just before the caretaker led the girl inside, I gave her my two fingered salute. She never took her eyes off me.

While I walked away I couldn't help but keep thinking about what happened on that boat. It was a big question mark I just couldn't drop. Somehow the girl, who seems to have the sneaking skills of an expert assassin or thief, gets found out and captured. She waits until the next morning to escape and promptly back down to the cargo hold where I was. She knew I was there, and she purposely ran back. The guards come, and she tells me to fight, only without actually saying it. But, why? Why did she tell me to fight? It's pretty clear she's a Waterbender and from how she tossed a full grown man like a toy, she's a pretty good one. She could've waylayed the whole ship on her own without letting them know I was there. But, she gave me my spear and told me to fight. And then when the fight starts she does nothing but watches. Almost like I was demoing my skills for her. Wait. Was that what I was doing? Did she hand me my spear just to see how good I was with it? It seems so unlikely, but since I know diddly and doo about her, I can't really rule anything out.

So, if that's true, how did she know they'd even put up a fight with me? They looked like a regular crew. Is it possible she knew they were really pirates/smugglers? And what about the engine? Did she really do that? We were too far away for her to disable the engine with Waterbending. That'd put her on Avatar level, and last time I heard, Avatar Aang was still alive and well, and I doubt even someone like Katara of the Water Tribe could pull something off like that. If she did do something to the engine, when? There's a chance she could've snuck into the engine room just after she escaped. But, would this mean she even knows how to disable an engine? No way, I must be mental for even thinking that. There's not even any solid proof the engine didn't go kaput on it's own. C'mon Van, because the girl kicks 8 kinds of ass with Waterbending and moves like a ghost, doesn't mean she's some kind of one man, er, woman, er, girl army.

As I walked into abar owned by a brown skinned man with a beer belly of beer bellies. It was too early for the noon regulars but it still had a few patrons. "Hey, fella. Been a while since I've seen a new face around here," the big, brown skinned bartender asked, while slyly eyeing my spear.

I grunted a soft reply as I slid onto a bar stool, standing my spear next to me, just a bit our of fast arm's reach. I'd have to lunge out of my seat if I wanted to start anything with it, a silent compromise most bar owners ask of patrons, especially new ones. He nodded slightly his approval.

"So, what'll you have? No wait, let me guess, something of fermented grain and frothy," he asked.

I nodded. "You got it." He poured me a medium sized mug and passed it too me. I wasn't planning on getting toasted today, so I slipped him my money already. As I sipped on the suprisingly flavorful brew, I had a thought. If some body did adopt the girl, they'd be pretty surprised if she sneaks out on them or they wake up and find her staring them right in the face, like she did with me one night. I chuckled.

The barkeep smiled. "Mind if I ask what's so funny?"

"I just had a...split up with the strangest I've ever met," I said between drinks.

The barkeep nodded. "Ahh, the kind you almost are relieved to be rid of, huh?"

"Yep."

"Hm, you'd better be careful though, the strange ones can be clingy."

Not that I wasn't doubting a portly bartender's girl advice I was some what skeptical and offered to laugh with him, but, damnit...the forces of luck and all that had another joke to play on me.

I left the bar, passing a pretty woman who had a nice bamboo bo staff with her, and made a bee line for the straightest road to Ba Sing Se. I probably covered about 30 miles from town before the sun started to set. I don't like traveling at night in areas like this cuz I know bandits love idiot travelers who walk alone. I know because I was once one of those bandits. So, I set up a crude camp just off the road just by the same river Yuan is situated on. There was a large rock sticking out of the ground so it provided a good cover from any travelers. I had just started a camp fire when I heard gravel and sand crunching.

I leapt from crouch, grabbed my spear, and was ready to skewer whoever or whatever was sneaking up on me when I noticed...The. Same. Damn. Girl.

This girl is just something else, but I wasn't thinking in awe. I was pretty pissed and for the first time since the boat...I spoke to her. Well, I shouted at her. "What are you doing here?"

She blinked, not out of confusion or as a real answer. It was just a blink.

"I shouldn't even ask how you escaped, but what, you're gonna follow me?"

She blinked again.

"Well, let me spell it out for you. N. O. You can't follow me. So turn around and walk your butt right back."

Another blink.

"Don't stand there like you don't understand me. I'm not a damn babysitter. What I did on that ship was a one time deal. Deal's up, okay? You're on your own."

Guess what she does next. Go ahead. Take a wild guess what she did just then. I'll give you a hint: It rhymes with and is similar to a wink, except with both eyes instead of one.

By this time, I got the feeling she was just mocking me, even though he expression ever changed which gets more and more creepy. I mean, sure she's a powerful bender apparently, but having a non-emoting anything just stare at you blankly will weird even a combat vet, who has seen men get burned alive right before his eyes and has personally, willfully, disemboweled the person who did it,out. All the same, I was still annoyed, I didn't talk a woman into taking this girl in just so she could sneak out and follow me. I don't like doing things just to do it. It's like sharpening your spear, only to turn around and it suddenly needs to be sharpened again.

I threw my hands up in frustration and said a few swear words at no one in particular. "No, we are not doing this. I don't even know who you are-"

Imagine staring at an amazingly life like statue for a really long time. You think it's real, you swear that it can move, but you keep staring and it doesn't ever move. And then imagine, that when you finally get over the idea that it's really a person covered in silver paint and accept that it's in fact a statue...the damn thing moves. Wouldn't you jump or react in an undecidedly, unmanly way? Well, that's what happened to me when the nameless girl suddenly stoops down like she dropped something.

You have to realize I'd never seen the girl move fast. When I was pulling her through the corridors on the boat, I was looking in front of me. When she took out half the crew at once, I turned and it never looked like she moved. So, seeing her do more than walk, eat, and hold my spear this was the most activity I'd seen out of her. Turned out she was just dragging her finger through the dirt. She was writing something. To further mystify me, she had better pen...well fingermanship than most people I'd seen write with calligraphy pens.

And as clear as day, she wrote out her name: Lyra

Or atleast I'm assuming that's her name since it's no city or person I'd ever heard. So, the girl can't, or chooses not to, speak, but she can write? I sighed. Just when I she...Lyra couldn't get anymore bizarre. Then she shuffled over and wrote something else: Ba Sing Se.

I couldn't help but laugh. Great, just great. She wants me to take her to Ba Sing Se? "Okay, so, Lyra, why would I have any reason on Earth to take you with me to Ba Sing Se?"

Then, she wrote something else. I'm guessing it's another name, but I didn't recognize it at all: Indra

"Indra? Who the hell is that?" I asked Lyra, expecting her to write out another one word answer. And then, as if she didn't shock and suprise me enough in the past two days, Lyra opened up her mouth and spoke to me.

With a tiny, weak voice that would make a mouse seem like a Siren bird, she said, "Sister."

Hey BiaMiaReigi did your dragons die or something or you replaced them with eggs???? just curious

Anywho, i hope that you guys pay more attention to this post. A lot of it has to do with the FREAken plot. HINT HINT SMACK SMACK.

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Siam - airbender

Mr./ Mrs. Nakamura - airbender's

Mizuhiro - firebender

~~ Siam has just met up with her parents at the white dragon ~~

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Siam felt like a kid in a candy store. The bath she was in was shaped like a giant kidney and along the wall was an arranged assortment of soaps and oils. She decided to randomly pick one and stay with it. Stepping out of the bath she noticed a pile of white folded towels. Placing one around her middle she then used air bending to dry her hair. She was ready ten minutes later and proceeded to walk into the dining room. The room consisted of a round table that came up to ones knee and had pillows placed around it. The aroma from the food hit her stomach like a stone wall. Siam's mother turned when her stomach gurgled. "Are you sure you've been eating properly dear?"

"I am fine mother." She sat on the pillow next to her parents and proceeded to fill her plate.

"So..." Mr. Nakamura began after he chewed his first bite. "How has your research been going?"

"It has been going extraordinary well. The priests have been very helpful in assisting my search. And just as I predicted each air temple actually does contain different techniques. It is amazing to see the variations as well as the similarities."

Both parents shook their head in agreement to her conclusions. After a sip from his cup, Siam's father patted his mouth with his napkin then stared at Siam.

"Siam we've been thinking about it and your mother and I wanted to know if you wanted to take a break and come with us to the fire nation. Even though you went when you were young we knew you wanted to come back even though you were unable."

Mr. Nakamura then turned into his wife and bobbed his head to prompt her to speak.

"We know you wanted to finish your book within the year but it would mean so much to us if you would go."

Siam thought about it as she chewed her food. She then remembered that this would be her parent's last journey as liaison before they retired. She had to. "Yes I'll go with you. I love the fire nation country."

"Well it is settled then," Mr. Nakamura said. "We leave tomorrow. If you want to you can fly along side or you can ride on Kempa with us."

"Kempa! You brought Kempa?"

Siam's mother laughed at her delight. "He'll be overjoyed to see you too dear."

"You know how he is and besides we needed his help with supplies."

"Now, Now dear, He carried us too. You know we can't fly for extended amounts of time and walking kills my feet."

Mr. Nakamura extended himself over the edge of the table and kissed his wife "You're still young at heart though dear."

"Ow!" A throbbing pain blinded Siam as she recoiled in shock.

Her mother immediately got up to assist Siam. "What's wrong dear?"

"I don't feel so go..." Siam consciousness faded despite her parents pleas. She felt like she was falling, falling into the abyss. She saw what looked like a girl and realized it was her younger self. The girl was picking flowers and humming a lullaby. Siam immediately recognized the song because it was the one her parents sung to her when she was young. Then Siam saw another young girl next to the first who was also picking flowers. Then the second girl started to laugh cruelly and darkness flowed out of her. The girl that looked like Siam begged the second not to but it was in vain. The darkness continued to flow and turned the girl and the flowers to dust. It was then she opened her eyes. She felt something hard against her and realized it was the floor. She looked to her side and saw to strangers looking at her. She would have said something but she heard them speak first.

"Heh, I think she's coming to," Replied the first person.

"Yes, our lord shall be very pleased," said the other in agreement.

Siam tried in vain to collect her thoughts. The last thing she remembered was joining her parents for the evening supper at the White Dragon. But now she found herself lying in a pile of rubble in what looked like a battle field. She tried to get up and face the two men in front of her but collapsed as a throbbing surged through her head. It was then that she noticed something warm dripping from her head. As Siam tried to get up again the two mysterious men started to advance towards her.

"Get away from her!"

Siam painfully turned her head toward the liberator she had met earlier that day. She watched as Mizuhiro sent two flame balls flying toward the mysterious men driving them back. One of them made a step toward Siam but his companion pulled him away as they dodged three more fire balls. A fire balls hit its mark and set one of the men's cloaks aflame. The man scowled and tossed the smoldering cloth aside revealing his fire nation uniform. Running into the night the men escaped by the moon light. Mizuhiro ignored their escape and made his way through the rubble until he came up to Siam.

"Are you okay Ms. Siam?"

Siam could only manage a nod before she lost consciousness again.

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Siam awoke to the sound to the feeling of something pressing down against her head. She struggled to open her eyes and saw two people standing with their backs turned to her.

"She'll be fine she just had a slight concussion and lost a little blood from her head wound. She should be able to get up and walk around but the moment she feels lightheaded she needs to immediately rest."

"Thank you doctor I'll call if you if she get worse."

"No my dear she'll be fine, just fine. In fact whoever bandaged her head from that nasty cut did such a good job that I didn't even have to touch it. I won't ask what happened to the hotel or the girl but whatever it was it bodes ill for all of us."

"Thank you doctor, you have a good day."

"You too my dear."

Siam decided it was time to get up. Even though her body threw a fit she fought back and got to her feet. The alteration in Siam's balance caused blood to rush to her head and she faltered. She tried to reach out for the night stand next to the bed but toppled it over as she fell. A person rushed in and propped her back onto the bed. When Siam looked up she was very surprised at the face she saw. "You?"

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