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"The weapon is an extension of your arm," Hakoda swung the Battle Club through the air sharply as he spoke. "It is one with your body and only when you fully accept that will you be able to wield it properly."

From further back Kya watched with a soft smile as the two boys listened intently to the older man. Sokka for once was sitting still and actually silent while Hania wasn't looking like he was going to fall asleep at any moment.

At four years old one would think that they were a little too young to start learning how to wield a weapon, but Hakoda had no choice. With the Fire Nations recent activity her husband was going to have to leave more and more with his warriors which would leave the village nearly defenseless. As the only two males in the tribe who were too young to go out to battle, the third had just turned old enough to accompany the rest of the warriors, they needed to know how to defend the village.

It made her sad to see her sons being taught at this young age, but at least Sokka seemed to be enjoying it.

"Why don't you try it, Sokka?"

"Yes father."

Despite trying to look as serious as Hakoda did, Kya could see Sokka was nearly jumping in excitement as Hakoda showed him how to hold the battle club, Hania watching silently as the two spoke to each other.

"Okay," Hakoda stood straight as Sokka held the weapon in his hand, legs spread apart slightly and arm steady. "Now show me what you got."

"Rahhh!"

Kya laughed quietly as Sokka started to attack his father, he had the stance down but his attacks were a little wild and didn't seem to be aimed anywhere in particular. Not that they thought they would be, Sokka had just started his training after all.

"Very good little wolf" Hakoda praised once Sokka had tired himself out. "You have the ferocity that it takes to be a warrior, just make sure it doesn't overtake you in battle."

Sokka nodded panting slightly his eyes shining in pride before he bowed to his father and sat down next to Hania.

"Hania why don't you give it a try?"

Hania stood up silently, slightly taller then Sokka but most definitely not as active. If anything he was like the stereotypical Water-bender, calm and level-headed the only difference being how unmotivated he was most of the time.

Her train of thought made her pause, and Kya stared at the boy as he was given the same instructions as Sokka. It wasn't out of the question that he would be a Water-bender, Kanna was Hania's grandmother as well who had come from a tribe that was full of Water-Benders.

If that was so, they'd have to figure out how to hide his abilities from the Fire Nation the next time they decided to make sure there were no more Water-Benders in their tribe.

Breaking out of her thoughts Kya watched as Hania attacked Hakoda, unlike Sokka his moves were slower and more precise like he was thinking before acting, her husband was actually making more of an effort to move away, though she could see Hania was still inexperienced and wasn't getting all the moves correct.

Hakoda was noticing his talent as well, and suddenly was making moves to attack back instead of just dodging making the young child stumble slightly. Hakoda pushed the Battle Axe to the side with the outside of his hand and gently pushed the child on the shoulder, making him stumble and fall into the snow with a soft 'thump'.

"You have talent little warrior," Her husband commented, helping Hania up and patting his head gently. "Just make sure your confidence doesn't get to your head."

Hania nodded and bowed politely. "Thank you Hakoda."

Sometimes Kya wondered why he didn't call them father and mother, Muna died minutes after he was born so there was a very small chance he remembered her. Perhaps it had to do with his maturity, or something else entirely.

She nearly jumped out of her skin when the baby kicked, her hand immediately going to her stomach as she stared down at it with a warm smile. She loved her sons dearly but she hoped the little baby inside of her would be a girl, someone needed to watch over them and make sure they didn't do anything crazy.

"Okay, it's time to push Kya." A soft voice instructed calmly.

The near roar made me nearly jump in fright. "Ahhhh! I'm going to kill you Hakoda!"

Pacing outside the igloo said man paled, smiling uneasily at the curses coming aimed his way. It was something else to hear a otherwise kind Kya threaten to kill her husband while giving birth.

"Do you think mom will be okay?" Sokka asked from beside me nervously.

I nodded, playing with the snow as I answered. "She's just pushing a watermelon sized child out of her body, nothing too life threatening."

Sokka's horrified face nearly made me break out into a smirk. "What?!"

"Hania don't scare Sokka, he's going to have nightmares again." Hadoka said as he paced uneasily back and forth.

"Hey you said you wouldn't tell!" Sokka complained.

Kya had been in labor for three hours so far, and from what I could tell it would last a while yet. I knew people who were in labor for nine hours before finally giving birth. I never personally had any children but from what I could tell it was extremely painful, another perk of being turned into a male, I wouldn't have to worry about becoming pregnant this time. Not that I would be sleeping around.

Four hours later, Sokka and I had passed out in the snow after becoming bored out of our minds waiting. The village had paused everything when news of Kya's labor was obvious, every villager seeming to be on their toes as Hakoda waited for his wife to finally gave birth and announce the name of his next child.

"Hakoda."

I jerked awake at the voice and sat up, Sokka grumbling beside me as Kanna stepped out from the igloo looking tried but smiling softly like she hadn't just been helping her daughter-in-law give birth for seven hours.

Hakoda paused his pacing, jerking his head to look at the older woman hopefully. "Is she okay? Please tell me she's okay." I could hear the fear in his voice, most likely because he was frightened that he would loose someone else to childbirth just like his sister.

Kanna nodded making his shoulders slump in relief. "You may come inside and see her, she's been asking for you."

He didn't need to be told twice, Hakoda rushed past his mother and into the igloo without another word his excitement almost visible.

"What's going on?" Sokka asked tiredly, rubbing his eyes as he sat up. "Did mom finally have the baby?"

"That's what I heard," I replied getting up at the same time with Sokka as he started to venture toward where his mother was.

We paused when we reached the entry way to look up at Kanna whose eyes crinkled at the edges as she smiled. "Go ahead, I'm sure she's eager to see you both as well."

Unlike Sokka I hesitated when we went inside, watching as he ran forward to his mother and Hakoda who were looking like they were on top of the world. I never felt left out despite the fact that I wasn't their son, but sometimes I felt like an intruder in little moments like this.

"Hania come here," Hakoda held his hand out, a warm look in his eyes. "And meet your new baby sister Katara."

I slowly walked forward until I was a few feet away, close enough to see the small bundle wrapped in Tiger Seal fur sleeping soundly in Kya's arms.

I inwardly cooed at her, feeling an uncharacteristic smile form on my face at the sight of my…sister. It had been so long since I had used that word, my younger sister had passed away due to cancer in my past life making everything change in my world. Now though, even though I knew she wasn't my sister in blood, I could feel myself becoming attached instantly like we were siblings.

Sokka studied her intently. "She looks so…squishy."

I face palmed.

Katara was like any child, needy, smelly at times and very loud. I knew that a newborn baby needed food every two hours but honestly I was going nuts. Sokka was no better, mumbling about 'missing sleep' and 'sister being the death of him' as we were once again woken up in the middle of the night.

I knew a new baby was supposed to be seen as a gift, but those few months made me think it was very much the opposite. Thankfully though, Hakoda was suffering just as much as we were and decided it was time to bring us on our first hunt.

We were nearly five at the time, a normal age for the father to bring his son on his first hunt. Unlike the Inuit we didn't have any sleds with dogs tied to it for travel, instead our island was small enough that we could walk almost anywhere as long as we had the right equipment.

Hakoda was wearing most of the weapons, including a Jaw blade tucked in his belt, a weapon made of sharpened arctic wolf jaw, while a familiar boomerang was strapped to his back.

"Now I want you two to do exactly what I say," Hakoda murmured quietly as we walked across the flat tundra. "Hunting Arctic wolf is dangerous, but if you do it just right the meat and bones can help our tribe immensely."

"Yes father." Sokka replied, face serious as we trailed the older man.

Thankfully the clothing Kya had made was enough to keep the chill wind from turning us into ice-cubes. Sokka and I still had to wear gloves and put a hood over ours heads though since our bodies were still trying to adapt to the cold like the older tribe members had.

A few moments later Hakoda stopped, crouching down to look at a particular part of the snow that was indented with what had to be the biggest wolf print I had ever seen. It must have been twice as big as a normal wolf print, which made me wonder how big the actual animal was.

"Look," We crowded closer to him to see the print and listen to what he had to say. "See how clear the print is? I'd say it passed by here about thirty minutes ago, maybe a little more, and from how deep the tracks go and their size I'd say it's a big one."

I had never learned tracking in my past life, but it interested me to some extent that I was actually listening and learning instead of just allowing the information to pass by. It was important to learn this though, if I wanted to survive here and provide for the village.

"From the way the nails are pointed he's heading north," Hakoda continued looking up to stare at the foot prints ahead of us. "I'd say from the length of his stride we could catch up to him within a hour or so, but only if we make sure to keep up a steady pace."

"How could you figure that out by simply looking at the prints?" Sokka asked, staring at his father in awe. "That was amazing!"

The older man chuckled and stood back up. "Experience Sokka, in time you too will learn how to track an animal just as I did."

I glanced at the prints, looking at the distance between each one, he must have calculated the distance between the prints in his head. That was amazing, I could only imagine the amount of training he went through to calculate when we would finally catch up so quickly.

Though it was slightly hard Sokka and I followed his lead, our shorter legs having to work harder as we walked through the snow. Neither of us complained as we panted from the effort, and Hakoda didn't mention anything, just like he said with practice we'd get it down.

Hakoda stopped a few more times to make sure the tracks were still heading in the same direction, mentioning a few tips here and there but otherwise staying silent as we walked. Eventually we reached a hill, one tall enough that I couldn't see what was above it from my position.

"I want you both to be very quiet," He quietly spoke, bending down so he was crouched. "And follow my lead."

Being as small as we were Sokka and I were nearly crawling in the snow as we copied him and slowly followed him up the hill. His movements were quiet and precise, each step was expertly placed in a way where he was balancing on the balls of his feet and stepping without even making the snow crunch.

Sokka and I tried our best to do the same as we went up the hill, but on multiple occasions nearly fell on our face as we tried to copy the way he was walking.

Hakoda put his arm out, palm facing our direction in a signal to stop once we reached the top. Instinctually Sokka and I reacted, and I looked ahead instantly noticing the large canine a few yards away diagonal from us drinking from a hole in ice with a few cracks coming off of it.

It was about the size of a black bear and assumedly ten times more dangerous, I actually felt a hint of hesitation as I saw it. Something that massive could easily crush a human skull in it's jaws and I wasn't quite sure I wanted to mess with it.

Beside me Sokka looked just as intimidated, his eyes wide as he took in the large predator.

"Stay here." Hakoda whispered making sure he saw both of us nod before he started to make his way down the hill just as quietly as he made it up.

"He's not going to face it alone, is he?" Sokka asked nervously, watching as his father hid behind a rock a few feet off from where we were. "He could get hurt."

I placed a hand on his shoulder and made sure he looked in my eyes. "Hakoda will be fine."

He nodded, pressing his lips in a thin line as his face turned serious. "You're right, Dad knows what he's doing."

I watched as Hakoda peered at the Arctic Wolf, one of his hands reaching for his boomerang while the other rested on his Battle Axe. Without making a sound he pulled out the latter, the dark metal glinting in the sun dangerously as he aimed it slightly higher then he stood tall. With a flick of his wrist the boomerang left his hand and flew off high above the canine making it's head jerk up and turn to where it disappeared off to.

I could hear Sokka gasp quietly and from the corner of my eye saw him scoot forward slightly to stare off in the same direction. "So cool."

I spotted a few pieces of snow fall down the hill making small trails, my gut clenched in fear and I turned to the small boy. "Sokka-" Suddenly he wasn't in my sight anymore, a high pitched yelp of surprise echoing across the small valley as he tumbled down and rolled a few feet away from hill until he finally stopped.

Hakoda's head snapped toward the sound, eyes widening as he spotted his son groaning at the bottom of the hill we were supposed to be on. The wolf heard it too, head turning toward where Sokka was trying to get back up.

Its lips peeled back to reveal adult finger size fangs, and a deep rumbling growl that sounded like thunder echoed through the valley. Sokka froze in place, turning so he was staring at the large predator with frightened eyes.

When it started to move forward in large, purposeful strides my blood ran cold. Images of Sokka being torn to pieces flashing through my mind, right now he wasn't just a character. Right now he was an actual person, my brother, whose life was in danger.

"Sokka!"

Hakoda's panicked shout broke me out of my thoughts and I reacted without thinking.

When Hakoda heard the threatening crouching of snow and heard the growls of the large Arctic Wolf draw nearer he pulled out his Jaw Blade and stepped out in front of the beast without a second thought.

He wasn't going to allow it go anywhere near his son. Unfortunately his boomerang wasn't going to be any help since the wolf wasn't in the position he had planned the canine to be in so he'd have to fight it with his hands.

His chances of winning didn't matter though, he'd protect his son no matter what.

The beast growled as it spotted him, muscles rippling under it's fur as it crouched and bared its teeth at him threateningly. He spun the Jaw Blade and fell into a basic fighting stance, feet apart and arm level to his head wielding the weapon, and stared it down.

"Sokka we need to get out of here."

The sound of Hania's voice relieved and stressed him out. He was glad that the boy was helping Sokka get away, but then he was also adding to the people he had to keep track of and protect.

The wolf sprung, its powerful hind legs pushing it off of the snow and nearly right on top of him. He held back the urge to dodge knowing that he would only allow the predator full access to his sons if he so much as budged.

Instead he allowed the beast to tackle him to the ground, earning a gasp from the small children, and wrestled with the large jaws that could easily break his bones without a second thought. His Jaw Blade was tossed aside in favor of trying to keep the sharp teeth away from his flesh as the canine snapped and growled above him.

"Hania, Sokka run!" He shouted above all the noise. "I can deal with him, just get away!"

Hakoda grunted with effort as hot breath fanned dangerously across his face, beads of sweat dripping off his face as he fought desperately to keep the Wolf away from his head.

"Dad!" He recognized Sokka's desperate scream, telling him the children hadn't listened and were most likely frozen in place.

He didn't want his children to see him go this way, not when he had so much more to teach them. But if his life was all that it cost to save them, he'd gladly sacrifice it.

"I said run!" He shouted, trying to sound as demanding as possible. "Now!"

His arms trembled and then finally gave out, the gaping maw of the large canine heading toward his head eagerly taking up his vision.

Kya.

"Hakoda!"

There was an echoing crack of thunder that made his ears ring and suddenly a huge wave of water slammed into the large wolf, sending its body flying sideways a good few yards away making it yelp in pain as it rolled across the snow. Hakoda stared at the sky not quite understanding, his breath coming out in loud pants and slowly he sat up, turning his head to look at the two children behind him.

Sokka looked completely dumfounded as he stared at Hania, mouth open in shock as the slightly taller boy panted heavily.

Distantly he could hear the wolf running off in fear, most likely realizing its prey was too much trouble, but most of his attention was aimed toward Hania. Water-Bending, there was no doubt that what he had just witnessed was Water-Bending.

"H-how did you do that?!" Sokka finally shouted, making the two males turn to him. "Th-that was… I don't even know what that was!"

Hania looked down at his hands, turning them over as if trying to figure out himself what happened. "I just moved my hands and it happened."

Sokka furrowed his brows. "You're telling me, you just waved your hands," the small boy waved his hands as he spoke, eyes wide in shock. "And the ice just happened to crack, while water mysteriously floated in the air sending the wolf flying! What are you, a magician?!"

Hania glanced at the crack nearest to them, eyeing the ice and then shrugged. "Sure."

Hakoda stood up, brushing the snow off of his parka and grabbed up his Battle Axe. "I'll explain it to you both on the way back to the village." He spoke, making the small children turn his direction. "Let's head back before our little friend decides to come back."

He had known there was a chance Hania would be a bender, his mothers' mother had been after all, but he had hoped he wouldn't be. The Fire Nation would be back eventually searching for any remaining Water-Benders, and if they figured out Hania was one they wouldn't hesitate to kill him.

They'd have to make sure to hide his ability as much as possible, he wouldn't be able to bear losing a son.

Water-Bender, I was a Water-Bender.

Sitting cross-legged in the snow I pondered over the new information I came upon, my head resting on my palm as I stared blankly down at the ground.

I hadn't expected this, not in a million years. Bending was like lobster, I had seen it before but never had I thought I would experience it myself. It made sense I suppose, but I didn't ever think I would be gifted with the ability to control water.

Was it even a gift though? Like the quote said, 'with great power comes great responsibility', or something like that, I could kill someone simply by waving my hands.

I couldn't even remember how I knew how to make the water move, all I had seen was Hakoda on the ground with the Arctic wolf about to take off his head. I had moved on instinct my arms moving as my mind had calmed and my blood had stilled. It had felt like like I was the water.

If I tried to do it again there was no doubt I wouldn't be able to that again without some major practice. I had been terrified and that had made the inner Water-Bender within me take over for a moment.

Well it wasn't like I could do anything to change the fact that I was a bender, but I really hoped I didn't end up being killed by the Fire Nation before I met Aang. That would suck.

Hopefully me being a bender wouldn't change too much, sure it would change some things, heck Katara wouldn't be the only Water-bender in her tribe this time around. But that wouldn't be a bad thing, heck she might even like the idea of a fellow bender despite my charming personality.

Sokka's on the other hand, his mind was blown when Hakoda explained bending to us, he looked caught between horror and awe when his father explained that I was the one who made the magic water float.

Sighing I fell back, the snow crunching as I laid down. Maybe I could be of help, maybe this was a good thing.

Yeah right.

This was far too troublesome for my liking, I was just a lazy human being. Hakoda, and now Kya, knowing I was a Water-bender was just going to complicate things further.

And here I thought I could be a normal person in this world.

AN: I hoped you liked the story and sorry for any mistakes. Someone asked about the pairing and like I said anything obvious will be in the last book. But if he is paired with someone, who would you prefer?