So my life isn't exactly rainbows and sunshine, and I've done things I regret doing till this day. But you know, I don't curse my existence; it wasn't my fault in the beginning anyway.
I'll just cut to the chase and say I was born in Hira'a, a small place in the Fire Nation. When I was 7 I discovered my ability to waterbend, because when I waved my hand over the surface of a river once, the water followed the movement of it. Needless to say I was kind of freaked out in the beginning, but I eventually got used to it.
I was a naive, happy go lucky little girl, I didn't think anything could ever go wrong with my life. I was wrong about that.
My parents were greedy people, foolishly greedy people. Or greedily foolish, whichever. And because of that they fell right into the trap of the wrong people. The Shin Family were an infamous underground crime family that appeared as business moguls in the outside world. My parents, Yin and Resh, owed a big sum of money. But we were batshit broke so how could we pay them back?
The answer came pretty simply to them: they decided to trade me as a “temporary” exchange. I was around ten, and from a long time from then I’d discovered I could bend water. I didn’t tell my parents about it, knowing how it’d affect them, with those cunning attitudes. I was eight, so I was naive and I was terrified when I discovered that water seemed to follow my hand’s every whim if I concentrated. Or how it healed a small cut on my knee I got when I tripped over the ground.
The Shin Family had no qualms for the time being, but that didn’t mean my parents were off the hook. Yin and Resh still owned them that sum, and had a deadline a year or so from now. They were happy either way, so much for being loving parents. I haven’t seen them ever since. The family slave-drived me, ordering me around and abusing me for no particular reason.
The head’s wife seemed to have a problem with my presence the most, she liked to toy and torture me just for fun. I don’t know how I can talk about this with a straight face. It was horrible for a while, but I got used to it as the years went by. The only encouragement to my regime was that I wasn’t treated as a sex slave. Being the mansion maid was like a five star hotel compared to sex slavery.
The heir to the Shin Family head was the oldest boy, Ryuk, a 21 year old firebender. Ryuk was handsome as he was a jerk, and I’d catch his eyes lingering on me more than just a couple of times. Unfortunately when I was 15 and he decided to come home and claim his mark. I had been the only one at home that night, in the kitchen and he’d just suddenly pressed himself against me and started kissing my neck. I told him no, I really did, but that just made him even more rough with me. It ended up with him raping me on the kitchen floor.
It left me crying in pain, but he threatened me that if I screwed anything up my job will be on the line. So it became this.. abusive complex. He’d assault me and I'd have no choice but to let him. He even used his firebending on me if I didn’t agree to his demands. I have burn marks to prove it, at least, the really bad ones that lingered even after I’d heal them with my waterbending. It’s sick. I’d lost all my dignity and I couldn’t do anything about it. I couldn’t even stand up for myself anymore.
But then I think there was one day, when I was around 20, I just thought, oh, fuck it, and I ran away. Thank goodness no one way at home, I had the whole house to myself and so I just ran. I didn't look back and just kept running until I felt too exhausted to continue and collapsed.
I woke up in someone's house in a duration of time that I wasn't sure how long of. It was definitely morning by the time I woke up, in a seriously comfortable bed, with some old man standing over me. Naturally I was terrified, but once I got the vibe he wasn't going to hurt me, I settled down. He found me passed out and decided to take me in for a while, I told him I couldn't stay, I just had to go somewhere safe.
The old man was nice. He didn't ask too many questions and could tell how horrible my life was. He asked me if I was ready for an adventure and told me about Republic City. He used to live there as a member of the RPCD and told me it was an okay place to live in. It's not like I had much of a choice. He sent me on the next boat to Republic City. I was scared. But, whatever this place had for me had to be better than before, right?