Unix's POV.

"Man I feel crummy", I told my pet fox-monkey, zazu. "I knew I shouldn't have eaten those Mei Mei berries". Then I groaned, clutching my stomach, as a new wave of pain made itself known. "Ooooh. I REALLY shouldn't have eaten them" I sighed "who would have known i'd be intolerent?"i sat down. Well more plopped down, really. I was getting weaker, but I'd had to go as long as I could. The fire nation had found me a few days ago, while I had been staying at an earth kingdom village. They had found me, because I had tried to stop a house fire with my air bending. And yes I'm an airbender. Apparently, my grandmother had escaped the invasion of the western air temple, were she had been staying, when she was pregnant with my mother. She had escaped to a nearby fire nation village. And surprisingly enough no one had found her. Not when she had my mother, or while my mom grew up. Not even when my mother married a fire nation man. Nope. No one was attacked.

At least not until I arrived.

"Zazu? Do you think you can fill this up for me?" I asked him. He grabbed the empty water skin I gave him, and nodded. He trotted off, to look for water. He had always been very smart, and had always understood me. He might even listen this time. He could tell that there was something wrong with me, and I needed him to obey me. I sighed, and pulled my bag off of my back. Might as well set up. I pulled out my tent, sleeping pad, and blanket, and started setting up camp, with short breaks, in which the only thing I did was wheeze and clutch my stomach, and then I would just continue. By the time I had everything set up, the pain was so much, that it was all I could do to get on the sleeping pad and curl into a ball. I just layed there while I panted. If I stayed still, the pain was not as bad. I internally cursed myself. Why, WHY, WHY? Why did I have to eat that handful of berries? I heard a twig snap behind me. I tried to turn and sit up, at the same time, towards the noise, but ended up on my stomach face towards the noise. I noticed three things at once. One Zazu was back. Two, I was not alone. And three, the person in front of me was NOT, fire nation. She seemed to be about 15, she had long brown hair, and her eyes were the color of a deep, clean, lake. She was also wearing water tribe clothing, too. She regarded me warily, for a moment, before deciding I was harmless. She walked towards me she carefully picked me up in her arms. I was only twelve, and malnourished since I was born, so this wasn't hard. I just laid there limp, while she took me wherever she was going to. Somewhere in the journey, I blacked out.