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Ok, I've written a fanfic or two before, added chapters to story's on writing.com, and worked on manga story lines for a while now. Since I've been having trouble with doing a fully original GTS story (which I'm still working on for a manga series.) I figured I'd change gears for a while and do some stuff with Felarya and see if that helps.

In this story, I start with 2 Original characters in the Felarya world. One is a native, and a Naga. The other is a human who is native to the world of Avatar: The Last AirBender, from at least a century removed from the show. (moving forward in time after the ending. Haven't quiet settled on just how far ahead he is though. In addition, this isn't a look at the avatars world quiet the way it's seen on he show. Think of it like that but it the show where PG-13, just to make them compatible and more interesting, as I always sort of felt the show was really good, but could have in phenomenal if it hadn't been censored like it was.). Also, I should note that once I've had it proof read I'll probably start posting the stuff on deviant art. Lastly, this will probably not be the only story, and this is just the first part that I'm posting here, becuase I want to see what people who are into this stuff think. Well, here it comes.

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Surprise, Surprise.
A Felarya/Avatar Fanfic, By Sephirothsword117.


Berit Slipped through the jungles of Felarya, moving as fast and as stealthily as she could manage under the circumstances. She’d lost a lot of blood, she still couldn’t see worth a damn, she was covered in burns, ranging from first to third degree, she was sore and battered, and she was more scared then she could ever remember being in her life, and had been for longer then she’d ever been scared in her life! Add that this chase had been going on for so long. Combined with the fact that she now had not eaten in almost 3 days, and she was wiry to her bones, sluggish, and altogether not in good shape.

How! How did a human, A lone human, do this to me! This thought crossed the Naga’s mind as she tried to escape her pressure. And for perhaps the hundredth time since she had started this run, her memory bid her the answer.

Felarya Jungle, 2 days ago.

It had started with her going out for a hunt. Normally this was an easy, short, and straight forward process. But today, would be different. It was early morning, and she spotted what she considered at the time her first victim.

A human male, dressed in fairly loose fitting cloths, but not so lose that they would get in the way of moving. The cloths where unfamiliar, but this in it self was nothing new in Felarya, and where of a deep red color. He had a brown pack over his shoulder and across his back, a tan straw pointed hat pulled semi-low, and he carried an odd curved sword with blue handles and a black scabbard at the black leather belt he wore at his waist. His hair was worn a touch long, and was of a bright red color. He had a pale complexion, though clear and clean, and he had emerald green eyes. He was built well. Powerful, but not enough bulk to slow him down or restrict movement, and he had a fair bit of height for a human.

He’ll do, and he’s armed, so this could be fun! She slithered up into the giant trees to begin stalking him, staying to the shadows as she did. She was a fairly large Naga of about a good 100ft. She had scales of a light sky blue, which matched her eyes. She also had skin that was at most a half shade darker then her would-be victims, and wore long Platinum Blond hair. Her chest was a proportionate D cup, and she was built like a gymnast on her human end. The snake seemed more molded after an over sized adder.

She moved through the green and brown jungle, with a stealth that Crises would envy. Staying in the shadows, moving for silence, not speed, and just keeping pace with the man. She was a skilled hunter at work, and then it started to turn south.

The man stopped walking, he calmly reached into his pack, and removed a brown leather water bottle which he then took a drink from. Once he’d replaced it, he spoke in a firm voice, with enough volume to carry. He projected it well, like a singer might, but it was what he said that was significant.

“Alright, who or what ever you are hiding in the trees, show yourself! I know your there, it’s pointless to keep trying to hid.” He was calm as he spoke. Like some one convinced that what ever he’s about to face can be taken.

Berit was taken off guard by this. Never had she been noticed by a human before it was to late for them when she was hunting! Neko’s a couple of times, but never humans! Well now, this is interesting. Guess I’ll accommodate him, not that he’s getting away! “Tee-Hee!”

She descended slowly, giving him a show. This was done because she wanted to see what an obviously observant human who would call her out rather then try to lose her would have as a reaction to such a lovely body. As it happened, he didn’t seem particularly impressed. He might have just had good self control and a good poker face, or maybe it was genuine. She honestly couldn’t tell, and this frustrated her a bit, but she hid it. Wouldn’t do to let the prey know he might have an edge!

Upon coming to the ground, she made it a point to hold her upper body high enough that he still had to look up to see her face. She started to move forward when he spoke for a second time.

“That’s close enough thank you.” She hadn’t really been ready for this either. She’d never had a human give a statement like that to her! Or any prey, far as that went! Arrogant little…no, Just calm. He’s got to be new here. Doesn’t get how it works. Probably thought that if I stayed far enough away he be able to get clear if it went bad. Yes, must be it!

“So, You’re an interesting one. I don’t think I’ve ever had a human catch me like that before.” She honeyed the tone of her words, trying to make him fell like he wasn’t in danger. “You must be new around here.”

He was civil and polite when he answered, which interested her more.
“Yes actually. Would you mind telling me where I am? One Minuet I’m traveling toward Ba Sing Sa, Next, I’m walking through a really weird forest. And I know I’ve never seen… what ever you are before. Oh, and thank you, but the complements are not required.”

She was now very interested indeed. This man knew nothing of naga’s, and was obviously not even a resident of this world for a day yet! The manner he spoke to her in was nothing she’d ever heard from a human. He treated her like an equal! It was interesting. But she was hungry, and she didn’t like the idea of equal prey. Time for him to die.

“Your in Felarya, and here your below me, a giant Naga, on the food chain. You wandered threw a dimensional rift on your way to where ever you where headed. And by the way, since most things here eat people, your very impressive. You didn’t panic, and you noticed something was up. If you’d maybe know, you might not have been eaten by me!”

She lunged at him then, hands out-stretched, mouth wide open, eyes on the prize. She vaguely felt her predator sense come around , start to fluxuate. Something was wrong, he didn’t register as prey, and if she hadn’t been so focused on eating him, she might have notice this in time to avoid what came next!

He moved, his legs launching him forward at an angle that would put him rolling under her left wrist. His left hand tossed something towards her hugh face with some force, enough to get it there. His right had drew the sword as he moved.

Berit had seen fast humans, agile humans, and ones that were normal and slow and awkward. This guy moved better and faster then some Neko’s she’d eaten! She’d seen faints, but none like this thing with the hand, the projectiles, which were little balls of different colors, where a new trick. The drawing of the sword and rolling with it where new to her as well. She’d never seen a quick draw attack, and she’d only seen a curved sword once or twice for that matter. It took her completely by surprise!

Three things happened at once. His sword opened the radial artery in her left wrist as he rolled under it and clear of the initial attack. The balls he’d thrown at her struck her face in and around her eyes! They went off with some flash bag, some pepper gas, and some incendiary effects! While it didn’t blind her permanently, it did so for the time, also stripping her of sent and taste thanks to the gas! The first and second made her cry out with pain, and forced her to back off. They shocked her. What was next, thought, did something she’d heard humans talk of while stalking them, but had never once experienced in her life, had never understood before. It sent a chill up her spin.

Can’t sense him! I can’t find him on my predator sense! That’s impossible! The only way to be off the predator sense is to either use really powerful magic, or be a predator your self! If he had magic he would have used that to stop me, which means…

The though was to terrifying to complete. She ran. For the first time in her adult life, she ran form something. For the first time in her life period, she ran from a single opponent. For the first time possibly in Felarya history, she ran from a single human that had no clam to the title mage!

Her tail felt a sudden burst of scolding heat! In a manner she would have never believed! She’d heard a sound she couldn’t describe in her panicked state right before it hit thought. What scared her more was that it came again and again and again. Usually missing, but she would take a glancing blow here and there. It dawned on her then. It’s chasing me! The human is chasing me! I can’t here him, sense him, see him, smell him, taste him, feel him! I only know he’s there when that sound comes!

She tried not to lose control, but wasn’t having much luck.. Her first impulse was to try to use speed to lose him. Given her limited senses and the terrain, this proved to only leaver her battered enough to make her sore later on. And he was keeping up with her! This should have been impossible, but here it was! She tried to out climb him, to out maneuver him, to escape with stealth! She couldn’t do it! Nothing worked! This went on for a time. After about 10 hours it ceased to be a break neck chase, and more a game of cat and mouse. If the mice had Magnetic accelerator rifles!

Felary Jungle, present.

He had run her ragged! To days, no sleep, no food, basically no water, barley a few minuets here and there to try and slow the blood lose form the slit artery with a so-so vine tourniquet and try to partially catch her breath. He didn’t seem to get tired, didn’t stop! She had a number of burns on her body. He’d been getting better at predicting her evasive maneuvers and hitting her when she tried to doge. She had seen how he did it when she had partially recovered her sight, he moved with punches and kicks! Like that stuff the neko’s she’d fed upon had done! Only it shot freaking white hot fire!!! The only reason he hadn’t killed her with it yet seemed to be that it had a fairly limited range!

Finally, she was over come. The hunger, the she excretion, the sleep deprivation, the burns, the dehydration, the blood loss, the massive over use of adrenalin, the pushing past the pain. It had been more then she could handle for over 48 straight hours. She fell on her side, leaving her injury’s exposed. Her vision began to narrow and blur. And he stepped into it, drawing his sword as he went. He was walking up to her, and by the time he got there, he was her field of vision. She locked eyes with him. And in that moment, she knew, she had just met a new resident as if not more dangerous then any! But there was something else, a lot of something’s else, that she couldn’t quiet place. Then she blacked out.

Ok, I have a second chapter for the few people that seem to care enough to read about 4 bloody pages at a time. I'm not angry or upset with these people, thought I do confess annoyance at anyone who either HASN'T bothered to read it or who opted to with hold feed back.

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It settled in her mind that she was alive. Time had passed since looking in the humans eyes, but she was alive, and since she was pondering this, awake. With that came more revelations. She was covered in sweat, she was still tired, she felt like she had just gone 30 rounds with Muhammed Ali when he was at his peak, and like some one had tried to cremate her and done a lousy job of it. She felt stiff, and so very weak.
It was the last one that made her open her eyes. Berit was laying in much the same position she had fallen. It took here eyes a moment to clear, and she realized she couldn’t see as well as she could before the fight. She tried to take in her surroundings. There was a spring near by, not even 30ft away. It had a large spring with made a water fall effect into a smaller spring which did the same some 150 yards or so away into a medium (By her standards) sized lake. She was on the edge of a clearing. Stupid place to have run in hind sigh. She noticed some one had rigged a sort of pipe line with bamboo and some wood, vines, and hard drying sap that would get water , with a little moving around, right to her.

The next thing she recognized was that it was near midday, but it occurred to her that she might have been out for more then the few hours this suggested. She felt a tremendous thirst, and so started to try to move over to the make shift pipe. She stopped, as something caught her attention. She had Bandages fashioned from thick dried vines and poultices made with doc leaves and a number of things that her mind couldn’t identify at the moment covering her burns.

Upon further examination, it came to her attention that the artery had been stitched shut, and that it had been treated well beyond that with a number of creams and mixes having been applied. Next came the fact that she had apparently been rubbed down with yet other kinds of cream, thought there purpose was beyond her at the moment.

What the hell is going on here? Her vision had cleared some by this point, as had her head. She noticed a camp near her, not about 15ft, give or take. It was set like some one planned on staying for a time. It had a small bolder which was pretty flat on top, A log placed near it, A Large fire-pit with three tri-pods set up for cooking over it, and a Lean-to built with a log at the top of it on an uneven bit of ground. A Trench had been dug on the sides, a few inches deep, and a waterproofed ground cloth laid on the forest floor. Clearly the user must have a thing about staying dry.

It was about then that Berit heard a sound. she listened, and realized it was human. Moving something of some bulk her way. She tried to pull herself up. But her muscles cramped! Punishment for abuse suffered when last used. Once she pulled herself together from that, she looked, and saw the man from yesterday. He was dressed much the same, thought the hat and pack where left at his camp.
He looked her in the eye, and began to speak.
“Well, glad to see your awake. You’d been running a fever for awhile there, had me thinking I’d let you have a bit to much.”

She opened her mouth to reply. And found it far to dry and cracked to do so. She managed one word, barley. “Water.”

He put down what he’d been carrying, and moved over to the pipe line. The Bamboo gave it flexibility, and a stopper allowed the water on and off options. He moved it to her mouth, and removed the stopper. For the next several minuets he just helped her drink, and spoke to her.

“Your real dehydrated, so your going to be drinking a lot for the next day or two so you can get your strength back.. Let’s get you squared on this and then I can give you something to easy the pain and stiffness.”

Berit would normally have argued the point. She also would normally not have taken the damn help. He scared her! More then anything else she’d ever heard of on this world, he scared her! She would have tried to fight and run for it again if one thought hadn’t registered as she drank.

I’m alive! He had a chance to blow me away, or to cut my thought to the bone, but he didn’t take it. He had every reason to, but instead he started treating the wounds he’d given me! Why? Is this a game? Is he going to get me to trust him, then kill me?

It took her the entire time she was getting water to make a call. I’ll wait, see what he does. If I recover some from what ever this is, At least it should help my chances of living! Well, let’s see what I can get him to tell me. Maybe I’ll get lucky and he’ll let something useful drop!

She turned her head when she’d had all she could manage to drink in that moment, and he stoppard off the supply. She looked at him, buzzing with questions, but managed to ask the most important one first.

“Why? Why didn’t you finish me? It doesn’t make any sense. I tried to kill you, to eat you alive! You chased me for longer then I would have ever believed a human could have. You where doing all kinds of crazy tricks, you had me dead to rights!”

A sudden surge of anger ran through her at the end. “Why am I still alive!? Why!? Why not just finish me!!!!?” She breathed heavily after this little scream, and no doubt it could have been heard for a very great distance indeed.

The young man took a moment to try to clear the ringing form his ears. Then he looked her squarely in the eye. “To start with, your acting like an idiot. You sound like you would rather have had me kill you.”

“No, but…”

He kept going, cutting her off. “Then a simple question of why would have sufficed. I didn’t kill you because I try not to kill sentient life where avoidable. If I had felt like it was kill or be killed, you’d be dead. And besides, keeping you from dyeing allows me to get so answers.”

“Next on the list, I chased you to make a point. That I could take you if I chose to do so. You retreated, and I knew that you’d write it off to luck and having underestimated me and my skills if I left it at that. I wanted to make sure you’d never come at me like that again.”

Berit was taken aback! She was torn between anger, fear, shock, annoyance, and disgust. Before she could establish which one was stronger, he started again.

“Finally, those *tricks* as you put it, really weren’t all that much. They just require a little inane talent and a lot of training and work to use.” With that, he set a large pile of leaves on the work area he’d set up, and started to dice them with a dagger he drew from a hidden sheath on his belt.

“Now then, I think you’ll need something for the pain to start with. Keep sipping on the water to try and rehydrate. I’ll get something together.”

Berit stared at him for a moment, and then spoke again. “What’s your name human?” He paused form a moment before replying. “Chao…Chao Feng.” She considered it for a moment. “Not bad, I like the sound of it. What does it mean?” By this time he had finished dicing the leaves and was now wiping the blade off. “It means :Surpassing Sharp Blade:.”

He sheathed the blade and drew a stone and started grinding the plants. “What about your name?” It was her turn to pause. “Berit, and it means : Exalted!” She looked proud as she spoke, and so Chao decided against saying what ran through his mind. Would go a long way toward helping to explain your ego.

Berit looked on at what he was doing for a time, curious in spite of her self. As he set the grind stone aside, she finally had to ask.

“Um, Chao, what is all that stuff anyway?” He let a thin but widely spread fire emit from his finger to dry the plants before he responded. “ Tong ku jie tuo tea, made with several herbs to help with the pain, soreness and stiffness.” After a couple of minuets of being speed dried, he stood up.

“I’m going to go and find something to brew these in. Stay here, I’ll be back before long.” “Are you sure that’s a good Idea? I’m not the only predator out here.” “It probably isn’t, but I’m not going to go too far, and I can probably handle what ever I run into.” He smiled. “I brought you down after all.”

She flushed with some embarrassment, and glared at him looking good and pissed! “Fine, and when you get eaten, don’t come crying for me to save your bite sized self!” He just grinned as he walked into the jungle.

It was about an hour later that he returned, rolling something that for all the world looked like a pecan that didn’t have grooves on it’s side and was the size of the average Hummer before him. “Ever seen one of these before?” Berit looked it over. “No, don’t think I have.” “I guess that means you wouldn’t know if it’s toxic?” “It’s not, I make it a point to know what’s toxic in these parts!” Her ego showed in her voice. He ignored it.

He drew his sword and cut the top off, then proceeded to use a dagger and his hands to clear the Pulpy insides out of it. He dried it the same way he had the plants, and dumped them inside afterwords. He put water form his pipe into it, almost filling it to the brim, the heated it with a burst of flame. “Alright, drink this down, and get some rest.” “What about you?” “I’m going to see about getting use fed for the time being.”

She gave him a questioning look, and he met it with a raised eyebrow. She decided to pick her battles, and that this would be a losing one. She drank the stuff, and found that it tasted awful!

“Oh, s**t, what’s in this stuff!” “A lot of stuff that’s good for you, take it quick and lay down, I know it doesn’t taste pleasant, but trust me, it works.” She did as he said, if reluctantly. She spent 20 minuets trying to get the taste out of her mouth with water, and only had limited success!

By this time he had already started building wood pile, and she could already feel the stuff taking effect. She grew drowsy, and she could feel the I’ll effects from the confrontation wash away. He last thought as she settled in for a rest was I hope I’m not making a real mistake here. She closed her eyes, she was asleep before she realized it.