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The Siege of Katara	By : CordeliaLeCroix Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 56169 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Episode 7 - Heartbeat
"You're behaving like a selfish brat and you're going to get us caught!" Katara seethed in Toph's direction even though the girl couldn't see her face.
"You're not our mother. You're just another ordinary kid, so stop pretending you can order us around!"
"We have enough money. You have to stop ripping people off. They've got wanted posters out for you, and we're supposed to be the good guys." Toph had marched the others into the nearby Fountain City fair and together they pulled stunts on the gamblers and gamers to get money. Not even Aang seemed to sense how wrong this was.
"We're scamming scammers. They're getting what they deserve. You just hate what we're doing because we're having fun, and you HATE fun!"
"I do not hate fun, and I do not act like your mother." Katara glanced at the others who were counting their loot. "You're just acting out because you miss your parents."
"Don't talk about my parents! You're not any better than me. I may be blind, but I know you didn't buy that necklace at the fair." The accusation drew the attention of the others and Katara covered the necklace with her fingers. "And there's another secret you're keeping that you won't be able to keep forever!"
Toph stomped and earth shot up to form a pyramid around her. Katara stuck her nose in the air and marched off too, afraid that the others would start asking questions she wasn't ready to answer.
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Her stomach ballooned out, her red robes making her look like a Matryoshka doll. Her mother stared back at her, her expression irritatingly patient and full of love.
"I want this thing out of me," Azula said twisting her lips.
"It will come soon enough," Ursa smiled.
"I won't touch it until it it's old enough to talk," she said solely to wipe the serene look off her mother's face.
"Him. It's a boy," Ursa said as if she hadn't just disowned the thing.
"I don't care what it is. It's getting in my way. How am I going stop the Avatar with this rock weighing me down?"
"Things will take their course. You look so lovely."
Azula growled and cracked the goblet in her hand. "Why do you insist on haunting me?"
"I love you, and I want to see you happy."
"Of course I'm happy." She brushed her hair behind her ear and smiled. "I have Ozai."
Ursa's face fell, sadness and pain etching into the mirror that was her mother's face, and her chest twisted with remorse.
No, not remorse, she decided. It was pure pleasure, so much pleasure that it hurt.
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Katara cradled her mother's necklace in her palm. She could really use her mother's guidance now. While she was bathing she overheard Sokka talking to Toph. Toph admitted that she missed her parents, but what really got to her was hearing Sokka say he couldn't remember their mother's face. Neither could she. Not really.
Sokka had tried to get Toph to tell him what her 'secret' was, but Toph had said he would have to find out when she was ready to tell him. She hadn't expected the sudden loyalty and was grateful to Toph for that.
Hearing their voices she stood and brushed herself off. "Toph," she started to say.
"No Katara, you don't have to apologize. I was the one who acted stupid. I'm sorry."
"Actually I wasn't going to apologize. I was going to say I want to do a scam with you."
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"They've been gone for a while," Onji said.
"It takes time to pull the scam of the century," Aang shrugged.
"Aren't you guys curious about what's going on with Katara?" Sokka asked.
"What do you mean?" Onji asked innocently.
"Toph said she had a secret. When I asked about it later she wouldn't tell me."
"Well, whatever it is I'm sure she'll tell us when she's ready," Aang said sagely. "It's probably something like the Painted Lady. She's secretly giving the people back their money."
"Maybe," Sokka gave in, but still felt uneasy.
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The scam of the century quickly turned into the worst idea ever. Both Katara and Toph were trapped in a wooden cage with the fire shooting man loose in the city.
"It's a trap!" Toph exclaimed.
"Really? What made you think that?" Katara let the sarcasm roll off in her irritation.
"No. I mean we're the bait. Metal man really wants Aang."
Katara buried her face in her hands. "Why didn't I see this coming? I knew these scams were going to get us in trouble."
"Um, but this was your idea."
"I know. I just wanted to do something to make up for mentioning your parents like that, and...to thank you for not telling Sokka my secret."
"It's not my secret to tell. I'm sorry I said all that stuff in front of everyone. I just got so angry because what you said is sort of true."
"How did you know?" An odd relief washed over Katara.
"The second heartbeat was a dead giveaway."
Katara touched her still flat stomach. "You can hear the heart beat?" she whispered.
"Yeah," Toph whispered too.
"It's okay. I am going to have to tell them eventually."
"Well, yeah."
Standing up, Katara grounded herself.
"What are you doing?"
There was no connection in the dead wood, no life around them that she could feel. Thinking of Aang Katara crossed her arms, her fingers up and out. "I'm making my own water."
The sensation was not painful, but uncomfortable as she drew water from her own body and flung it towards the bars, thinning the precious water into sharp blades of ice before they sliced through them.
Toph yelled in triumph and they climbed out of the broken bars.
"Where is everyone?" asked Toph.
"Run!" Aang yelled as he and Sokka hurtled towards them from around a corner. Seconds later fire erupted behind them, causing debris to follow them down the alley. They stopped behind another building. Katara dropped to one knee to catch her breath, the dehydration and panic getting to her.
"I don't hear any more explosions. What do you think is going on?" Sokka glanced around the corners.
"Katara, are you all right?" Onji asked.
"Look," Aang pointed.
"What? Where!" Sokka looked everywhere at once.
"It's another poster," Aang said.
"We might have bigger things to worry about than Toph's wanted posters," Sokka glanced around the corners again. "I think we should call him Combustion Man."
"No, it's Zuko."
Katara made an effort to stand so she could study the poster. It was Zuko. It was an announcement. He and Mai had married. She brushed off the dizziness and ripped the poster off the wall to read the details. That was it. They were married. There would be no more day dreams of Zuko switching sides or being a father to their child. She felt empty, lost, and then the ground rushed up to meet her.
"Katara!"
"What's wrong with her?" Sokka picked her up, but she crushed the poster in her hand.
"She used water from her own body to break us out of jail. I think she's dehydrated," Toph said. Wonderful Toph who was still keeping her secret.
"Let's go!" Aang shouted, and the rest followed him out of the city.
Later Toph found her guzzling water by the camp fire. "Katara, I need your help to write to a letter."
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Episode 8 - Remorse
"I thought you were satisfied after prying through Hama's things," Katara crossed her arms and tapped her foot. Hama, an Innkeeper, discovered them camping in the woods. After Sokka rummaged through the Inn because he thought she was hiding something she revealed that she was from the Southern Water Tribe. The thing she was hiding was a whale toothed comb.
"I'm just saying she's a little creepy," Sokka shrugged and Onji nodded.
"She is a little creepy," Aang agreed.
"I can't believe you guys! She's the last of our heritage and you should be honored that we got to meet her."
"We are honored," said Sokka. "We're just a little creeped out. Plus there are people disappearing in the woods and we should get down to the bottom of it."
Toph and On ji nodded in agreement.
"Well fine. You go on. I'm going to soak up as much as I can learn from Hama."
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Following Hama down into a field of luscious red Fire Lilies, Katara was eager to learn what she could.
"Did you know you can even draw water from thin air?" the old woman asked and swung a skillful hand through the air and stopped when water sprang to her fingertips. That would have been helpful to know when she and Toph were in that wooden cage.
They went further into the field. "You can even take it a step further," she continued and swept her arms in a circle, drawing every last drop of moisture from a large radius of fire lilies.
Katara nodded, but looked away.
"I was trapped in Ba-Sing-Se," she paused while trying to decide how much to tell her new friend. "I was desperate." And hurt. "I drew water from the guards." And did something to the Fire Nation Princess. "They weren't hurt," she hurried on. "But they were too dehydrated to stop me." For the first time since her penance at the Fountain in Ba-hai she thought about what she'd done to the fire benders in the first village she liberated and colored in shame. "Not too long ago I drew water from my own body to help us break out of a wooden cage."
"We water benders do what we have to do to survive," Hama said strongly. "I'm glad to hear you are so resourceful. It gives me hope." She smiled and Katara almost felt comforted. "Tonight I will show you the ultimate technique. Since you already have experience pulling water from living things, it will be a cinch for you."
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"You're not the only one who draws power from the moon," Katara broke Hama's hold over her and stood. The grass at her feet died and their life force hurled towards her adversary, who tossed it back to her. Angry minutes passed as they plowed down trees, killed various other plant life, and finally another swoosh and Hama was knocked to the ground.
Katara resisted the urge to rush over to the old woman and help her up. After witnessing the kidnapping of every water bender from the Southern Tribe during Fire Nation raids Hama had been taken as well. While being held in a cage, like the other water benders, Hama also taught herself how to bend water from living things, only she used her unique ability to control the actions of others.
In her place Katara could see herself doing the same things, making the same choices, but nothing would make her bitter enough to cage other innocent people. Nothing!
"We know what you're doing Hama!" Sokka and Aang came running towards them through the trees.
"You're outnumbered," Aang took his position, ready to fight if he had to.
"No, you've outnumbered yourselves," Hama said. Her feeble hands rose and the two of them froze before attacking Katara.
"Let them go!" she demanded, but Hama taunted her instead.
"Don't hurt your friends, Katara. And don't let them hurt each other!"
Sokka rushed towards Aang, his sword pointed at his chest, but suddenly they stopped just short of each other. "What just happened?" Sokka scratched his head and looked around.
Katara focused on the old woman. Sokka and Aang stared at her, and the strings to Katara's heart pulled, but she moved her hand out and down, fingers stiff, until Hama was on her knees.
"There she is!" Toph's voice rang out, On ji close behind her, and the mountain captives behind them.
"You're a blood bender," the old woman cackled as she was led away.
Torn between revulsion and anger Katara gave a sharp cry and went to her knees, staring up at the moon.
"It's okay Katara," Aang consoled her and Sokka put his arm around her. She wanted to accept their comfort but couldn't because blood bending wasn't the worst thing she'd ever done. She thought of the poor man who's head had been set on fire. The guard who grabbed her and lost his arms for his trouble. The other man who had wanted to know how she'd done it. He had boiled like a frog-parrot in a slow warming kettle. Finally, she thought of the drowned self-appointed leader.
They were terrible men. Men who might even have deserved to die, but they were men, and she had killed them. No Hama, she thought. Blood bending was the least part of her shame.
They returned to the Inn to retrieve their things. Katara held Hama's comb in her hand, then slipped it into her sack, a reminder of the Southern Water Tribe's last water bender.
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Episode 9 - Worse
"EeeeAaaaaaaahhhhhh!"
"What's going on?"
"Where's Aang?"
"What's wrong?"
The entire group stared at Aang through sleep encrusted eyes.
"I keep having nightmares," he explained. "I'm not ready. I need to practice."
Sokka was already snoring again. Toph and Onji had laid back down.
Katara sat up and watched Aang practice. His anxiety was creeping into her. They had been on the Black Cliffs for two days already. In another two days they would meet with their father and as many water benders and earth army that could follow. Together they would attack the Fire Nation.
The thought, along with the noise Aang made trying to attack Noodle Ozai, a dummy created for practice, made Katara shiver. She drew in a deep breath and drew water to herself. It swirled closely around her skin in ribbons. She could feel her body, every organ, every vein, and she could feel the baby. It was healthy and growing inside her. That was all she knew, and in two days she would be fighting for its future.
Briefly she considered holding back. What if something happened to her? To the baby? But after everything she'd seen she knew she had to fight or there would be nothing for the child when it was born. She loosened her grip on Zuko's necklace and let herself imagine him championing her and helping Aang defeat his father, but let the dream die on that last sour note. How could she ask him to stand against his own father? How could he turn against his own family?
"Aang," she yelled over the sound of his paranoid prancing. "Aang, sleep. Please. For me."
She didn't dare tell him he wasn't the only one worried about the invasion. She wasn't the one who had to face the Fire Lord. Her child's grandfather.
He bowed his head in defeat and once again they tried to sleep.
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"So how was it?"
Zuko strolled out of the war meeting like a proud prince. He appeared to be the master of these great halls, the next Lord that would be captured in the tapestries that adorned their massive walls. Mai looked into Zuko's eyes and for a moment she saw the terror that threatened to overtake him.
"It's worse than we thought," was all he said.
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Azula clapped her hands and smiled as the cage was rolled into her room by two Dai-li. In the cage sat an old woman, her hands neatly encased in stone.
"Hama, is it?" Azula almost purred at the woman. "I've heard such wonderful things about you."
The old woman glared and spit at her through the bars.
"I'm glad to see you have enough energy to spit. I was very worried you would be too old to make it through our little interrogation."
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