The Dancing Warrior: Chapter 1
(Sokka x OC Reader)
The sunshine danced gracefully within the room as Navani stirred awake. She sighed in content as she sat up and brushed her black curls away from her eyes.
A light knock came from her door, “Come in, Mother.” She swung her legs over the side of the bed.
“Good morning, my love.” Meena greeted lovingly. Walking up to her daughter and placing a gently kiss to her forehead.
Navani’s own skin showed that of Meena’s and the rest of her Southern Water Tribe ancestors. As well as her single left eye that matched the crystal blue of every other person from the Water Tribes.
Her hair and opposite eye shown otherwise. Her right eye matched that of the golden sun. Showing her Fire Nation blood. Her hair, pitch black and as dark as the night sky. Opposing her mothers long brown locks.
Yet despite their differences, it was obvious they were related. From their similar lean, yet strong builds to their mannerisms and demeanors.
“I have breakfast waiting.” Meena mentioned, turning and heading towards the other room, “And I hope you’re ready. I need you to grab some errands from the pier.”
Navani groaned, falling backwards onto the bed, “Do I have to go? It always takes days to get there and back. Plus what if I fall back on my training.”
“You won’t!” Meena called from the other room, “Your bending is fine. Not to mention your non-bending skills. Just please hurry and get out here.”
With a huff, the girl sat up reluctantly to begin getting ready.
After a very filling breakfast, Meena sent her daughter off with a small bag on her back. Full of food, some water, and camping supplies. As well as a list of miscellaneous things and foods.
Navani walked with a quick pace, hoping it would make the trip a little shorter. Entertaining herself by bobbing a little ball of fire from hand to hand with quick, smooth motions.
After a few miles, she had already made it into town. Waving and smiling at those who greeted her.
She was well known here and across the Fire Nation. Seeing that her performance skills caught the attention of many from all over.
She was a prodigy in many ways. She danced like no other. Her flexibility and skill astonishing many. Using her knowledge of combat and dance together as one, as well as tying in elements of bending. Something people thought was amazing and innovativing.
People cheer as she walked along the roads, striking poses, showing off a few moves. Some people even asked for her autograph or gave her gifts.
When she eventually made it to the dock, her arms were full. She walked slowly, looking for a boat to hop onto. Her only two options being a small fishing boat or a Fire Nation Navy Vessel. It was obvious which one she had her eye on.
The boat roared, notifying that it was ready to set sail. Navani quickly shoved everything in her arms into her bag and set off for the giant boat. But before getting on she stopped and scouted the ship. She noticed a Fire Nation soilder walking up the ramp.
“Excuse me!” She called, the soilder turning towards her. She quickly jogged up the ramp to catch up with him.
“Do you happen to know who’s running this vessel?” She questioned.
“The banished Prince, miss.” He informes her, blocking her way up the ramp. An idea popped into her head.
“If you’ll excuse me,” She maneuvered her way around the man, “I need to speak with him.”
She broke into a sprint to make it up the rest of the ramp, in hopes of finding the Prince before she got caught.
And she did, she quite literally ran into him. Mistake number 1.
“Hey! Watch where you’re going!” The Prince yelled, turning around to see who had just ran into him.
“Prince Zuko.” Navani bowed her head low, “I-I apologize.”
She glanced up, feeling the Prince’s heated glare.
“I’m Navani. I don’t know if you remember but I performed at a royal event. A-and I was wondering if you could do me the small favor of dropping me off at the Seedy Merchants Pier?” She asked, gently. Hoping he would be easy with her.
“Ah, yes, The Seedy Merchants Pier! The perfect place to find a replacement for my lost lotus tile.” A voice came from behind them.
Navani turned in surprise, facing an old man. For some reason he looked oddly familiar to her but she pushed the thought to the back of her mind.
“Uncle Iroh, we’ve already changed course to stop here. I don’t need to waste any more time so you can find your stupid Pai Sho tile!” Zuko roared, annoyance evident in his voice.
“But Prince Zuko, the pier is only a few miles from here. It won’t be long, plus it’s always good for the soul when a good deed is done every once in a while.” The man smiled, bowing his head towards Navani.
She bowed in return, “Thank you, sir.”
“You are very welcome, young lady.”