And that, my friends, is this story of how I died.

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Nope! Just kidding! I didn't exactly die, I just woke up, scared out of my wits, clothes half soaked by swamp-water and stuck in this gods-awful place.

I wish I were dead. 

I sat up, wondering where the heck I was. Every part of me was sore, wet and angry. From now on, if I had to hunt for food, I'd  go for birds.

Birds. Speaking of which, where was that overgrown yellow pigeon? 

"Haha! That was the most fun I had in ages! How 'bout we do that again?" That squeaky voice came through the woods. I carefully parted the thick curtain of ivy in front of me to see Uruz flirting with a sky blue parrot. The parrot made a shrill chirp and smacked Uruz across the face with her tail feathers and flew off.

"That lil' bird made the right choice." I snorted. As if just noticing my existence, Uruz jumped three feet high in the air when he saw me.

"Oh, you are just a ray of sunshine, aren't you? Sarcasm first thing in the morning. " He rolled his eyes." She's just playing hard to get." He turned to the sky." No need to hide, Churro! I know I'm way too hot.....!

"Whatever. She'll come around eventually. Breakfast's on the table, and mind that bow of yours." His spirits seemed to have dropped a little as he settled down on a nearby branch.

"Whatever, you underweight chicken."

"Yeah, yeah, corpse breath. Get eating."He muttered, though I thought I saw him grin. Can birds even smile?

I shook my head and looked at the  'table'- which was just a fancy name for 'soggy pile of rocks and moss'- and saw what was 'breakfast'.

A giant bee, completed with six hairy legs, a pair of glistening wings and a giant stinger.

"Ugh! What is this monstrosity?" I pushed the giant insect away.

"That, is breakfast. And don't mind that it's a bee, it tastes just like chicken!" He said without a pause.

"Wait. You've had chicken before?" I questioned.

Uruz shifted uncomfortably.
"Uh, no? What makes you think that? Uh, heh heh."

"Right. I'll- I'll just head to breakfast then." I mumbled. " Never mind all that."(A/n ten points if you get that reference!)

I picked up the bug with newfound courage. If Uruz can eat chicken, then I can eat a giant furry bumblebee.
I took a small bite and immediately regretted my choice.
It did- in its own weird way- taste like chicken, but the aftertaste left this powdery, dry, gutsy disgustingness on my tongue.
"Ahem, chop chop! We don't have all day!" Uruz cried.

"I am not putting a fuzzy bug in my mouth!" 

He just stared me really hard in the face and said,"I ate bugs before and did not even whine once. I ate bees. The former Chosen one ate bees. Now you will eat bees."

I ate the bee.

"Now, you might wanna hold on to that stinger. The swamp creatures get a bit... Grabby when it comes to bright red clothing." He nodded at the giant black needle on the table.It was about the length of my lower arm.  I shrugged and took it, along with the wings.

"And don't go stinging yourself with that pointy head. It causes... Disturbing images to form. Lost a good couple people this way. Now let's go! We have to find the key to that ol' box of yours!" and with that happy note, Uruz cheerfully tossed me my bag.

"Urp.. Where to?" I asked.

"Why, the Swampbenders' hideout, of course! I have to introduce you to some of the former Chosen's friends, don't I? It's called networking! Plus, she wrote it in her will, and I have to honor that..." He trailed off, looking thoughtful.

"It was a she?" I asked.

Uruz's pupils dilated and he drew in a sharp breath. "Oh donkey spittle!" He muttered. "No. I didn't say anything about a she!"

"But you just said-"

"Unicorns." He interrupted. 

"Huh?"

"Unicorns. It had to be unicorns."

"What's unicorn? And stop trying to avoid my question! Who was the last Chosen one? And, Uruz? Why do you look so pale?" I asked.

A neighing sound answered my question. Slowly, I turned around to find myself face-to-face with a giant, slobbery horse muzzle with a giant golden horn on its head. It was a pure green horse, with flowing blue mane and tail. It seemed to be grinning. Not a friendly grin, but a oh-you-are-so-busted kind of grin.

'Are you really her? The One? Do you have doughnuts?' It asked in a raspy voice.

"Um, first of all, no. I don't have 'doughnuts'. What in Flamey-O is that? Second, what does 'the One' mean? Some sort of creepy romance story with puffy dresses and strawberry tarts?"

It turned its gaze to a quivering Uruz. Three white blobs on the ground depicted how he was feeling. Oh no.

It flipped its hair.'Ignorant, this one, hmm? Well, you won't have to worry about this one anymore after we're done with her! You'd have to worry about finding the new Chosen!' 

I must've felt extra stupid at that moment, because I did a very moronic thing.

I charged the unicorn.

"Hey! I'm right here you know! If you wanna destroy me, you'd have to tell me, to MY face, that you wanna kill me! AAAAAARRRRGGHHHHH!!!" That last part was because I jumped the silly abnormal horse and the unicorn started bucking like a kimodo dragon on a bed of hot coals the instant I hit it.

'No! NONONONONO! NOT THE HAIR! PUNY HUMAN! DO NOT RUIN MY CAREFULLY STYLED MANE!' It whinnied, trying to shake me off. Trust me, if you have the choice to be hanging from a unicorn's mane for a few minutes or taking trips down the mail chutes of Omashu, choose Omashu. It would've been less of a bumpy ride.  The bee I had for breakfast seemed almost alive and clawing its way up from my stomach.

It was useless to use bending because, well, having fire that doesn't burn anything wouldn't really do much damage, but I tried it out anyway. I summoned a big ball of pale yellow flames and shouted, "hey! If you so much as move again, I will fry your hair into bits!"

The unicorn froze. Unfortunately, due to inertia, I turned into a temporary airbender and flew into a tree. The good news? The tree was rotting anyway, so smashing into it was like smashing into a very smelly pillow. The bad news? Well, the stinger from earlier had flew from my bag and was in my hand, while I looked in horror as the unicorn started trembling.

"It got him." Uruz's voice slashed through the thick silence. Hearing him talk was good, though I'd have to ask him why he was so afraid of a prissy horse stuck in the swamp.

'Oh! Hello there lovies! Would you like some figgy pudding?' It giggled. Beams of light had formed around its horn and the place was starting to smell like Ozone. 'Last season of Race to The Edge was fun! NO! MORE OF MY BRETHREN ARE COMING THIS WAY!My horn can terrify people, but all it can do is glow, point to the nearest rainbow and play Rave music!'Strange music blared from its horn.

"Is he gonna be okay?" I whispered to Uruz, who was trying to stifle a laugh.

"It'll wear off. Probably."He cawed.

'I'm a magical uni-' The unicorn didn't even get a chance to finish its maddening song before it turned into a small barbecue-smelling mushroom cloud. Suffice to say, it exploded.

Oops.

"Gah! What did I just see?" I stuck my tongue out in disgust.

"Charred unicorn meat. Now hold on to that stinger. You saw what a tiny graze could do to a full-grown magical beast."

"What?" I scratched my head,"The stinger only grazed him?"

Uruz nodded, smirking." Ah, the wonders of nature. Fascinating, isn't it?" He hopped off from a green vine.

"Fascinating?"I stopped in my tracks. "I would hardly call a mini animal-explosion fascinating."

Uruz just shrugged and flapped his wings.

"Whatever. Now let's go! March! Hup, two, three, four! Hup, two, three..."

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