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Kuro
[16] [Avatar] [Padawan]
The last thing Kuro remembered was crashing. He remembered white and gray and blue light, a memory that had to be the interior of the Water Tribe ship he'd used to escape the Temple. He remembered struggling to get the small ship under control as Fire System fighters chased after him. Red laser bolts flew past the ship. Kuro would have fired back, but he remembered not knowing how to or where the guns were located on the ship. His own ship didn't have any guns. He'd never needed them. But he needed them now. In any case, it was too late for him to figure things out.
He remembered the acrid smell of smoke and a loud bang. Then there was fire in the rear of the ship. He started to plunge towards the Southern Water Tribe. The fire only got bigger as he entered the atmosphere. He tried to increase the strength of the shields, gun the engines to slow his fall. He did everything he could, but it wasn't enough to stop the fall.
When he hit the water, the fire went out immediately. Water began pouring into the ship through the hole in the hull. Soon it was covering his feet. Ankles. Knees. Waist. All the while the ship sunk further and further. He didn't know enough about waterbending to make a bubble around him. He tried to airbend a bubble, but the water pressure kept breaking through. It was in that moment that he realized he was going to drown. Then the water covered him completely. He resigned himself to his fate.
Then something extraordinary happened. He felt a rush of energy and power flow through him. There was a strange light that filled the dark compartment. He was so consumed by fear that he lost control of his own body. He couldn't even think. He just knew he had to escape. So he did the only thing he thought to do to save himself. He slammed his fists together and a wave of water expanded outward, encompassing him and the Water Tribe ship. Within seconds they were both frozen solid in ice, doomed to wait until someone found them.
But that was just a distant dream now. 100 years passed for Kuro in no time at all, and still he waited. While the galaxy burned, he slept. The last hope for the universe, trapped in the ice below the seas of the Southern Water Tribe.
Rena
[21] [Earthbender] [Knight]
Today was going to prove to be interesting. Rena took a deep breath as she advanced through the hangars of the Harmony System's massive fleet of starships. She passed fighters, cruisers, and star destroyers, all getting ready to be deployed. Soldiers marched to their designated command ships. Some were already taking off. A large portion of the fleet had gotten its butt kicked earlier by some Fire System ships. They'd been trying for months now to break through the Fire System's defensive lines on the Earth Kingdom but with little success. Rena's fleet was included. Once the repairs were done she'd been under the impression that they'd be heading back there to continue defending her home system. Not so.
Rena and her ships had been reassigned to the Northern Water Tribe. Of all places! But they were needed out there because apparently some ships had gotten totally destroyed. A lot of good men and women were lost and someone was needed as soon as possible to fill the gap. The blockade there was struggling to keep the Fire System at bay. Northern Water Tribe soldiers and their ships were doing their best to help out, but they weren't as strong as the Republic's army. Maybe they could level the playing field.
"Commander!"
Rena turned around as someone cam running towards her. She grinned.
"Captain Osgood. I trust you got some rest," she said as her second in command came running up. Captain Osgood was in charge of the 91st Division, which was all the soldiers Rena had at her disposal. They were a rag tag team. Some of them were trained in the Earth System while others were trained in the Harmony System. One would think the formal training taught in the Harmony System and informal, guerilla style of fighting taught in the Earth System would clash, but the men got on surprisingly well. Rena liked them because they weren't afraid to fight a little dirty, but they could be honorable when the situation called for it.
"Too much if you ask me, sir," Captain Osgood replied. His expression was obscured by the helmet he wore, but Rena could take a guess: annoyance.
"I can't say I'm surprised. You've never been one to take the term 'on leave' seriously," she said.
"With a war going on, ma'am, there is no such thing as being on leave. You have to be ready at any moment."
Rena grinned,
"Well, Osgood, looks like that moment has come."
They boarded the ship together. Once everyone and everything was onboard, the massive engines began to roar and the ship took to the sky.