collision → atla, reader insert

chapter six

ANOTHER BRANCH SNAPPED under her foot as she trekked through the dense forest. A light fog lingered near the ground as her nostrils were filled with early morning dew and the smell of a dissipating storm.

     She was lucky enough to arrive at land before the rain fell. She was even luckier to find shelter in a conveniently close cave before it became dangerous. All she remembered was spending the night with a small fire with only the crackling of flames and the whooshing of winds to accompany her.

     Using the cloak as a blanket and her bag as a pillow (after emptying out anything that could stab her in her sleep), it made for a very uncomfortable night filled with everything but sleep.

     Morning came quickly. As the Sun rose, [Y/N] emerged from the cave—her measly fire burnt out and discarded. The canoe she borrowed was filled with water. She was distracted by the darkening clouds the night before and forgotten to cover it. It looked like she wasn't going to be traveling by sea anytime soon.

     Having a quick breakfast, she set off into the trees, hoping to reach her destination as quickly as possible. She hadn't a clue which way to go and using the map would only confuse her more. She'd hope she landed on the right continent, it was difficult to tell time while she was on the water.

     She'd walked for most of the day, stopping every once in a while to eat or refill her water or to just rest her feet. Approaching tree after tree and shrub after shrub was beginning to feel hopeless. Turning around and going was way too far out of her options now.

     The sun was halfway under the horizon when she pulled back another low-hanging branch and was nearly blinded by the bright lights that shone in her direction. Her vision adapted to see the land before her flatten into an open field cut off by a stone wall of hundreds of feet.

     Specks of people stood atop the cement wall, their clothes blending in with the reddening sky. White lights shone onto the flat ground and the walls were lined with the same, identical image plastered on them—a dark flame.

     "Fire Nation," [Y/N] muttered. She remembered seeing that symbol all over the village.

     She cursed, letting the branch bounce back into its original place. There was no way that this was where she needed to be. One Fire Nation place to the next?

     Was the Avatar even there? From what that merchant and Reo said, the Avatar was against the Fire Nation. Unless—

     "Did the Avatar manage to get themself captured?" She placed the puzzle pieces together aloud. Maybe the Avatar wasn't as cool as she thought. With a deep sigh, she pulled her hood over head. A breakout was not what she was expecting.

     [Y/N] didn't have a lot of time to come up with a plan. Admittedly, this was her first time sneaking into a heavily guarded facility. Soon, she'd gotten the idea of hopping onto the back of some random cart heading behind the walls. Staying low, she used her cloak to blend in with whatever other cargo accompanied her. It was dark, so hopefully there wouldn't be much suspicion.

     The cart stopped before entering and footsteps were heard rounding the vehicle. Through the fabric, a light shone through, but it never came any closer. A few incomprehensible words later, and the cart was moving again. Counting to twenty, she hopped out of the cart and went on her way.