Royal One

Chapter One

I brushed my hands through my hair, untangling the chocolate brown knots. My mirror was staring to melt with my frustration.
Ever since the fire Nation took over the other nations they have been actually trying to help us, they give us exotic foods, furniture, bigger homes. I'm glad they helped, especially since they took over the whole village.
But I'm still not impressed. My people think we haven't been in better shape in years. Although that might be true, I would rather the FireNation leave the water tribe and observe from a distance. Instead they breath down our necks and have to stand outside our houses everyday.

"Katara, come down stairs!" My mother yelled. I quickly unfroze the water- mirror in front of me and Waterbended it inside my pouch.

"Coming!" I opened the icy hatch on my floor and walked down the latter to the bottom floor.
The fire nation did help us make bigger houses but even with the extension, it was still packed. Not saying I'm not grateful.

When you walk down stairs there is a small living area with aa animal skin sitting area that had folded blankets in the middle.
A couple feet from that was a cooking area, which was a small pit of fire with a large pot hovering over it.
My mom leaned over the pot and stirred gently. She looked up and smiled.

"Dinner is ready, get your brother and father." She started getting bowls out of the corner cabinet.

When I got outside I could see my father and brother talking to the guards outside the FireNation tent. That usually means big news, considering my father was the Chief of the southern WaterTribe and he was talking to the head guards. Other than important messages, we don't interact with them, they leave us alone and we leave them alone.
I approached my brother who was standing behind my Dad.

I tapped him on the shoulder, "hey, mom said that dinners read. Wrap it up." I nudged him.
My brother and I were very close, well I considered us close. We might fight a lot but we look out for each other. I smiled at the thought.

Sokka smirked and nudged our dad giving him the signal to finish up.

"Understood, I will word out. I'm sure our village will be joyful." The guards bowed and went back into the tent.
I hugged my dad. "You guys have been out here all day! What were you guys talking about anyway." I put my hands on my hips.
My brother put a arm around me and held a hand up to the sky. "Let's just say every teenage girl here is about to get a million times more girly." He laughed.
I raised an eyebrow.

"Okay. What is it?" I pulled my fluffy hair to one shoulder.

"We will discuss at dinner." My dad put a hand on my back and led me back to our house.

My mom already set up the small table that was in he sitting area. My mom hugged my dad and they big smiled. Sokka and I already were slurping on our soup. Our parents walked over to pot of soup and talked about what was going on.
They must of not been ready to eat yet.

I turned to Sokka, "spill." I took another spoon full of soup in my mouth.
He smirked. "You know the Princes of the fire Nation?" He looked down pretending to inspect his nails.
I rolled my eyes. "Who doesn't." I've only heard whispers of the princes. Mainly that they were the ones who came up with the national protection system. What a nice thought but guess what it's not working! My parents are starving and giving us their food, the guards have to escort me everywhere and they always have no where I am. And it's stupid.

"They are throwing a crazy competition to find a bride." Sokka said simply.

"They are what?" That's just ridiculous! Who would want to do that anyway.

"Hey Sokka, how about you let me explain." My mom and dad came over to the table and picked up their bowls, taking them to the ice box.

"You guys haven't eaten." I said. I stopped eating my soup.

"We're not hungry." My mom gave me a smile. I frowned and held out my bowl.
"You guys eat this, I'm not going to. You don't want to wast it." My parents didn't move.

"She won't eat it." Sokka confirmed.

They sighed and took the bowl. "Now back to the competition-"
"I don't really care." I interrupted. They all stared at me, I shrugged.

"Well okay Katara." My brother added, "harsh." With a mumble.

What? I really don't want to know. This is one of those crazy competitions the public gets sucked into. "Are you sure? You should at least sign up." My mother beckoned.

Why would I sign up if I don't even want to hear the rest of what my father has to say.
Wait a second, "how many people are going to enter the contest?"
"Unlimited. It's welcome to every teenager across all the nations." My dad said.

Well then. "Okay, fine. But only because there is no possible chance of me winning." My brother held up his hands in surrender.
"Deal." My mom said.
Okay maybe that's not the only reason. If I do get in, and win, I could send money back here to the tribe. But it's not like I'll even get in. How could they randomly choose me of a million other girls. The likeness of that is almost impossible.

I started walking up the steep latter to my room.
The moon shined into my room making everything glitter. I walked over to the short sleeping mat and I lay down.

Maybe I should of stayed to hear more about this competition before I joined.