So, the world we know is prone to chaos and corruption, sadly. I believe in balance, there's no bad without good, and no good without bad, but the world can’t just overflow with bad, which I believe is obviously worse out of the two. Sanae and I grew up knowing terror only from a distance.. however, it closed it’s space with us eventually.
My little sister and I are the daughters of Tzukio Narai, member of the council of city in the Northern Tribe. Our mother was Mizuo Naya, and unlike most women in politics, mother didn't seem to have much of an age gap between father. As far as I'm concerned, father was fairly young too. Sanae and I are a year's difference in age, so it was easy for us to bond over time. We grew up in an estate, Sanae and I had a nanny and were rarely released out into the open, but I suspect it was for safety reasons.
Typically, we lived a lavished life, having maids and servants and fairly everyone who could come for your needs in an instance. While it was provided, I learned to not take it for granted- I've seen many of those prissy princesses at the parties. While the others preferred jewelry and gossiping over tea, I wanted to succeed my father's place in the council one day. I've snuck into his office more than once, reading scrolls and scrolls about the country’s history, economics and social scale, basically, everything. Unlike Sanae, I don't wield any elements, and that's what pushed me further into pursuing a politician's career.
My sister and I, while similar physically, personality wise, Sanae was more crass and harsh, while I was the calmer, serious sister. We both shared the same dry humour, but Sanae was a lot more sassy, and hot tempered, contrasting greatly to her element. Even so, we were generally approachable people, and we were polite, well, me most of the time. Sanae has a big mouth.
As Sanae and I grew older, I used to watch as she wielded water like a charm; as if she was born to do it. She discovered the ability when she was 8. I got injured while we played in the ice terrains near home, and she healed me by taking water from the nearby stream. Excitedly, both of us ran home and showed mother and father, who in return were pleasantly surprised. I always couldn't help but feel envious as I watched her bending. My sister, an adorable and blessed being, and I… I had books and wit, I guess. I could survive.
We were only 13 and 14 when the wars began. Apparently it started because the council had angered the attacking force over some political reason, or economical, I wasn't sure. It started slowly, when a strange force took over our town one day. It wasn’t so bad at first, but later on we realised how badly it was actually hurting the people. Father was overthrown from his position and murdered in plain sight. But mother wasted no time by moping, instead she shoved us through a secret door in one of the walls, and told us to run and not look back. Once we were secure and out of sight, mother faced the intruders with the same calmness she emitted. I had to clamp Sanae’s mouth as mother was stabbed in the throat, bite my own tongue in horror as she fell and never got up again.
Unfortunately our mother's efforts were put to waste. Sanae and I were captured by Syndicate enforcers and sold off as sex slaves, just so happened that the two of us ended up imprisoned in the household of a wannabe Syndicate big shot, a firebender. He treated us like shit, no surprise there. There had been more than a few times where the two of us have been assaulted sexually. When he didn't want to have his way with us “intimately”, you'll find him whipping us both or burning our flesh just so he can hear our screams echo through the house walls. There was no such thing as taking the hit for the other in his place, despite the number of times I've tried to keep him from touching Sanae.
The aftermath of when he leaves us to our own devices usually leaves Sanae in angry tears and I in absolute ire, humiliated by how from esteemed noble children, we were reduced to burnt slaves. Sanae would heal my wounds before her own, no matter how bad they were. I hated how useless I was, I sometimes cursed the fact that I had no bending abilities.
Within a year after our capture, I came up with a plan for escape. When the firebender was out, I discussed what to do with Sanae, instructing to do exactly what I asked her to so to get it correct. We couldn't mess it up. When he returned home, he instructed Sanae to bathe him, and well, imagine his surprise when the water grew hotter and hotter, and consumed his entire being when Sanae submerged him in it to the point of drowning. That resulted in our escape, in the middle of the night. His cronies saw us, as expected, but Sanae and I miraculously escaped.
It left us out on the streets free at last. We had nowhere to go, however. Cue meeting a waterbender nomad after endless wandering around on empty stomachs in rags of our old clothes. She must have taken pity on us, cause she offered us to travel with her. Seeing her warm smile, it reminded me of my own mother, comforting and soothing. It almost made me sob right there, but at that point I held myself back. After tending to us properly and hearing our story, Sanae and I travelled with her. We saw the beautiful landscapes of the Wastes and the air temples of the North, past the green glistening of Zaofu. We may have stopped somewhere in the middle of the Earth Republic. The lady never really gave us her real name, strangely, she only asked us to refer to her as Lotus.
When we thought we'd seen the last of the Syndicate, they struck the small town we took temporary rest at. Like how memory proved to me, the streets were burning, suffocating smoke wafted into the air, and bodies dropped like flies. Among those bodies was our travelling companion, Lotus, who died attempting to shelter young children away. Out of my own rage I grabbed the spear from her pack and charged into battle. Even Sanae, whom I saw boiling Syndicate thugs alive and drowning them within bubbles of water trapped around their heads.
We didn’t escape uninjured. I was far worse for wear, and Sanae was the one to heal me the best she can. I was left with a long scar across my stomach, after it was slashed through with a shard of earth. I still resent the earthbender who did it. We also blame the Syndicate for inflicting such pain on innocent people, killing so many of their loved ones right in front of them. The two of us, not wanting to mourn our loss, simply gathered the remaining things we had and walked away from the aftermath of the carnage, refusing to look back. We couldn’t unsee what we have seen.
We wanted to put a stop to this, so my sister and I decide that the only way to do so is by raising our own army to go against the Syndicate. We started small, proving our abilities to gather squads of brave men and women who raced for the same goal as Sanae and I. The army grew and soon enough we had enough to wage wars against the Syndicate. My intel gathered enough information of each town that was part of the Syndicate’s territory, and we attacked. We sent out numerous threats and videos of open executions, most that are usually supervised by myself. We tracked down soldiers and businessmen, anybody who had some sort of affiliation to the cursed faction.
We call ourselves Kyuuseishu, we are the ones who will stop the Syndicate once and for all, if no one else wants to step up for the task. We will stop at nothing that prevents us from reaching to our goal, we will go as far as to kill to get there. Right now, we have stationed ourselves in Republic City to continue our efforts and sound our cause to the society.