Haru looked down at the island below him. It wasn't frozen over like the South Pole. That was a good thing. He smiled as he flew down to a shore line.
He looked out at the ocean and saw the moon's reflection off of it. It wasn't a full moon so he looked up at the sky.
If I ever transform here, I can possibly destroy the entire planet, he thought as he looked down and around at his tail. It was lazily wagging behind him.
He couldn't remove his own tail, could he? His Human side told him to do it. But his Saiyan side would not allow that to happen.
Maybe I can train to control the Oozaru transformation. It's a win-win situation. One, I'd be able to be in control of my own actions, and two, I won't have to take off my tail, he inwardly planned. I should also train it to not feel pain, he thought as he remembered when one of the children from the Southern Water Tribe squeezed it.
Suddenly, his stomach growled at a much smaller level.
Hmm, guess I'll have to go fishing, he thought as he looked back to the water.
Stripping down to nothing and neatly folding his clothes, he set them on a nearby tree before he jumped into the air and dove down into the water. He swam to the closest energy signature in the area.
An enormous, brightly-colored fish that was shaded Yellow with a dappled Orange pattern up the spine. It had two whiskers that sprouted two feet out of either side of its mouth, swam by him quickly.
That's a pretty big fish. He thought as he caught it by its tail fin before swimming back to the surface and tossing the fish onto the beach.
He walked over to his clothes and dressed himself before returning to the fish.
I need to cook it, he thought as he looked around for something to start a fire.
Trees! He walked over and patted on a tall tree. It seemed sturdy enough. But was it? He decided to test two other trees. They also seemed sturdy.
So he decided to take all of them. He chopped the tree at its base and let it fall over. He repeated the process two more times.
In a quiet, peaceful village, it was time for rest and everyone was sleeping in their home. There wasn't a single noise that could be heard throughout the village.
The residents of the village lived on the island that was named after the Avatar that created it; Kyoshi because it has eluded detection from the Fire Nation, thus staying out of the war for a hundred years.
"FLOOM" The sound of a tree falling filled the air, waking everyone from their slumber.
The Kyoshi Warriors, led by Suki, exited their homes and were already clad in their ornate, armored, green kimonos, metal headdresses, with white face-makeup.
They started towards the direction in which the sound came from. It would take them a while to get there, but when they arrived, they'd investigate.
Meanwhile Haru had just started eating his dinner. He started a fire and put a large stake through the fish he had caught. He was about half-way done eating when he felt several Ki's approaching.
He turned to the direction he felt them in and waited to see what would happen.
The wait was short as several girls dressed in odd dresses came out of the trees and surrounded him.
Suddenly, after they took in his appearance, they attacked him. He was surprised, but still managed to block and dodge their attacks.
"Why are you guys fighting me?" he asked as one snuck around and quickly tied his feet with rope, causing him to lose balance momentarily before another pulled his arm back and tied it to his other arm.
He then found himself being dragged through the forested area before being thrown against a post. Then he was being tied against it.
He could've done two things at this moment; he could've freed himself and beat up the girls or he could wait to see what happened.
He chose the latter of the two and watched as the girls all shot him dirty looks, confusing home.
"Uh… why is this happening?" he asked.
"Silence, you Fire Nation scum," one of the girls spat.
"I'm not Fire Nation," Haru denied the accusation.
"That's exactly what a Fire Nation spy would say." One got in his face.
"We'll just throw him to the Unagi," an old but stern voice said from behind the girls.
The girl in his face moved so Haru could see him. He was wearing blue clothing as well with a long white beard.
"Kyoshi island has stayed out of the war for a hundred years. And it's going to stay like that," the man said." Take him to the Unagi," he ordered.
The girls wasted no time in rushing forward and untying Haru and retying him around his feet and wrist before dragging him off.
"Can we talk about this?" he asked.
"No," one girl hissed." Your kind is not welcome here," she spat.
He had no way of explaining himself. They wouldn't give him the chance to. He sighed." Fine. Then you leave me no choice," he told her as he broke out of the rope that was binding him, surprising them, and leapt back a few feet, putting distance between them.
He then turned on heel and started back towards the beach where his fish was. He sensed that they were following him fast so he picked up the pace. He was glad that not all his Saiyan powers were gone.
He knew that he couldn't reason with these people. He saw nothing but anger in their eyes when talking to them. This island was not a place he wanted to be. And what in the world was an Unagi? he thought.
Reaching the cloud, he jumped onto it and took into the air after quickly putting out the fire.
He was sure his getaway was a success and that no one saw him. So now that he knew that the island wasn't a good place to be, he'd need to find some other place.
He flew until he came across another island. However, this island was different. This one was living. But it had trees and flora on it. He flew down and landed on it.
He looked around for a while before ruling out the possibility of any life on it. He rubbed the back of his head as he came across an open area.
He yawned as he got himself comfortable on the ground. He slowly began to drift into sleep.