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Near the South Pole, the last Southern waterbender and her brother were arguing.
This was not unusual for them. They argued constantly; usually over Katara’s waterbending, which Katara thought was an important part of their heritage, but which Sokka thought was stupid and girly.
This time was a bit different, though. It was not every day they ended up stranded far away from their village with their canoe smashed, never mind finding an iceberg that seemed to have a living person inside it.
A living person who Katara seemed intent on saving.
“Katara, get back here! We don’t know what that thing is!” Sokka yelled at her, his earlier anger forgotten. He scrambled to chase after her, intent on stopping her before she could release the mysterious figure in the ice.
Katara ignored him, already whacking at the iceberg with all of her force.
Which… wasn’t much, actually, when considering the size of the iceberg. As soon as he realized just how little damage she was doing, Sokka relaxed again; there wasn’t really any point in stopping her, honestly. At this rate, unless she somehow once again pulled those waterbending moves she’d used to break the rest of the iceberg, it would take her all day to get to the mysterious figure in the ice.
Unfortunately for Sokka, of course, his inaction turned out to be a mistake. Only a second later, air was exploding from tiny hole she'd made in the iceberg. Neither sibling had any time to react, though. The burst of air had started a long crack spreading across the ice, and seconds later, a beam of blue light erupted out of the top of the iceberg.
Katara and Sokka fainted.
On the other side of the South Pole, a Fire Nation ship was gliding past the icebergs.
The banished Prince Zuko was on the deck, practicing his fire bending. It was practically the only thing he did these days, other than scouring maps and scrolls for information on the Avatar.
Suddenly, directly ahead of the ship, a blue beam of light rose from the middle of nowhere.
Unfortunately for Zuko, he didn’t have any time to realize what it meant, because he fainted the second it touched the sky.
On a small Earth Kingdom island, the Kyoshi Warriors were sparring.
“Good form, Chyou,” their leader praised as she walked between the rows. “Bao, make sure to-”
Before she could finish the sentence, Suki crumpled to the floor.
Toph Beifong sat in the courtyard of her house, silently fuming.
Her earthbending instructor was making her do meditations, again. It was useless. She didn’t need to meditate at all; that was a beginner’s step, and she was the best earthbender in the city!
But she had tried telling her parents about her sight, and they hadn’t listened. So until she was old enough to move out, she would have to endure the tedious drills and endless pampering she was put through.
Toph didn’t really have the time to continue the thought, because at that moment, she fainted.