Chapter One: I'll be woken up, and I won't be able to go to sleep.

Katara opened her eyes. Was it morning already? No, it was pitch black. She could hardly see a thing. She wondered what woke her up until she heard the hissing whisper of her name in her brothers voice. Se looked to the tent opening and saw Sokka's head peeking in. "What?" She hissed back, sitting up.

"Get dressed ! I need your help!"

He closed the tent flap, and Katara huffed around the small one person tent getting dressed. She walked out and Sokka motioned to her to walk with him. Their small village was quiet , and the only movement was the two walking teenage siblings. As they exited the main village, they talked in regular voices.

"What are you dragging me out here to do?" the fourteen year old water bender asked, annoyed by being pulled out of bed and happy dreams, at three o'clock in the morning. "Well," Sokka began rubbing his neck, embarrassed. "Today's somebody's birthday and I need your help to make a present."

Katara sighed "Let me guess, it's Joan's birthday, isn't it? And what, you want me to bend her a heart out of ice?"

Sokka looked at her pleadingly. "Could you?"

"I suppose…" and they went to go find some ice.

Zuko paced his room back and forth, quickly and uncontroably. He couldn't sleep. He had a strange feeling something was going to happen. But was it good or bad? He couldn't tell. "Sh--." he sweared under his breath. He couldn't take this. He was so tired, but he couldn't make himself lie down. He was the only one awake on the whole ship! Well he couldn't say that. The ship was still moving so whoever was driving was awake. They were headed to land. The exiled Prince walked out onto the deck. He was getting sea sick being cooped up in his room. He looked a head and saw the land growing larger as they approached it. Zuko hoped that this place had a market to buy supplies. And a map, since they lost theirs. They had no idea what and where this place was.

The Water Tribe siblings found a large hunk of ice sticking out of the water. They figured it was only the top of a hug ice berg. But Katara was going to use this one anyway. She slipped off her gloves and shoved them in her pocket. The bitter cold jumped onto her bare skin. She placed her fingers onto the ice and a tingling feeling ran through her body. Concentrating hard, she moved her fingers around in an outline of a heart bigger than her head. She had only made a small indent, not nearly enough. She kept on doing this same process over and over, getting a little deeper each time. Sokka was leaning over her shoulder, counting down the minutes until she was done. Sometimes, no actually almost all of the time, Katara wished there was someone to teach her how to become a master water bender. Her and her dad, Hagoda were the only water benders in the whole South pole. But he died way before they even knew Katara was a water bender.

The shore was a few minutes away. It was still to dark out to see what was on land, but it was there. Zuko went up to the top to find Jee steering the ship.

" I want everyone awake." Zuko said as he walked in.

" But, sir-" Jee started, but he was cut off by Zuko.

"Now!"

Jee ran and Zuko took over the steering. In a matter of minutes the whole ship was awake and working. Zuko was still steering while Jee looked into a telescope.

" I don't see any docks, Zuko." They switched jobs. Zuko searched the whole perimeter. Nothing.

"We'll just have to land on shore."

And they kept sailing straight, until they lost control and were headed straight into tops of icebergs.