Jadecrafter
Prologue
DaiyuIn life, you wish.
And you wish frequently and countlessly, some of them a simple "I wish that _" to represent your current emotion, and there are wishes that you cling on to for years, a wish for your future, a wish that is the purpose of your existence, why you keep holding on.
As a child, my deepest wish was to have a life adventure. I wanted to be like Avatars Kyoshi, Roku, Aang and Korra- I wanted to fight, I wanted to travel and explore the world, I wanted to love a high life. I hated the normal life I had- I wanted at least one rush of exhilerating excitement in my life, to taste adventure.
But be careful what you wish for- you may regret it. I still recount my experiences and winder if I had never wished for the life I have, that maybe this wouldn't be happening.
Maybe Kyoshi Island would have never been bombed.
MingliI pushed my way through the swarm of Kyoshi Island citizens screaming in terror, crying to a loved one, trying to be brave and making a feeble attempt to stop the Firebombs (a huge metal ball the size of a classroom containing a large quantity of very deadly fire) in which were dropped from war balloons to stop raining down on us, from destroying the home of the past Earth Kingdom Avatar, Avatar Kyoshi.
I finally found it- our home. My soot-stained hands turn the brass doorknob and I rush inside, calling out, "Daiyu?"
My twin sister emerges from the tan-colored walls that make up a hall, leading the way to other rooms in the house. "Mingli?" She asks. "What's going on?"
"Kyoshi Island is being bombed by the Fire Nation!" I practically scream at Daiyu, whose eyes instantly fill up with worry and fear- from the news or my voice, I don't know. I could tell that all of this was harsh on her, but yet it was harsh on all the citizens to witness their home tumbling down.
"Come on, Mom and Dad are waiting!" I urge. "Let's go, we need to get out of here!"
Daiyu quickly grabs her Earth Kingdom pendant- a five inch cumfrence featuring the Earth insignia in the middle, rimmed by a thin gold border hanging on a sturdy dark brown cord- and yanks it on as she follows me out of the house, and we get out of there just in time before a Firebomb comes down and our house goes up in flames.
Daiyu scream is shrill, and so full of pain that I feel it myself, added to my was a really good thing that she grabbed her treasured pendant, otherwise she would have fallen to pieces. I'm on the verge of crying along with her, tears swelling up at the brim of my eyes- but I have to stay strong for her. I still need to help her get through the bombing- I am her twin, after all. Twins should support each other and lift each other up. I was born a matter of seconds before her, but I still needed to play the role of big brother.
"We'll rebuild it," I said, making a promise that I wasn't sure I could keep. "We will, don't worry." I clutch her head to my chest as I say this, running my fingers through her short black hair, remarkable similar to mine, tangled in a heap (which was odd because it was usually well groomed and brushed). "We need to find Mom and Dad."
With our shirts covering our mouths and noses, Daiyu and I race through the village, scouring veraciously for our parents, helpless to do anything about the smoke soaring through the air, the bombs and fire sweeping through the life we once knew. The Kyoshi Warriors were doing the best they could to do everything- destroy the war balloons, get to villagers who needed medical attention (Which our parents, being medics, were helping with), comforting the weary and hoping to locate lost family members through all the chaos.
It was heartbreaking. So painful and heartbreaking to see everything we knew fall to ruins. That was the day we knew the true definition of war.
Then I see them.
My sister and I simintainuously call out to them. They're rushing out of a medical building, side by side, calling back, and we look them in the eyes as a Firebomb drops and explodes, the echoes of their footsteps racing across the ruined village.
