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If You Bend It, They Will Cum	By : Datalaughing Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 96842 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 13: The Beginning of the End

The darkness that dominates the pre-dawn hours had just begun to break, as the first streaks of the sun’s light made their way across the ocean to the east. Katara took just a moment to admire the sight, the waves sparkling with the first touches of morning. In reality she was just glad that she could appreciate it at all. She was still a bit queasy, but since she’d started taking Gran Gran’s special brew, the mornings had been going much better. Something for which she was especially grateful this morning.

A moment passed as she took the sight in, and then she turned back to her work. As beautiful as the beginnings of a sunrise were, it was a sign of something else. The day had finally come. She went back to packing the gear they were taking with them onto Appa’s back as the huge sky bison continued to snooze. It was the day of the invasion, the day of black sun, and they were going to have to get moving soon.

The gang had left the South Pole several days before, and with the help of General Iroh had made their way up the Fire Nation. During the day they flew, Katara and Aang bending clouds to cover them. At night Iroh would show them places to land and camp, small deserted islands or damp, empty caves, where they could rest without fear of running across Fire Nation citizens or troops. Iroh seemed to have explored much of the Fire Nation islands as a youth, and he had a story to go along with every campsite.

The night before they’d stopped as close to the capital as they’d dared, and Iroh regaled them with descriptions of the huge volcanic island that was the seat of Fire Nation power. He told them about the magnificent palace sitting inside the crater at the top, and he described the nigh-impenetrable land and sea defenses that any invading army would have to face. Then they went over their plan of attack one final time.

The palace city was surrounded on almost every side by sheer, impassable cliffs, and the one path leading up from the main port was so heavily fortified that an invading army stood practically no chance of passing, and that was if they managed to make it into port at all, which was a dubious proposition in and of itself. Fortunately for the team, an aerial attack was not something that the Fire Nation had anticipated or prepared for. And why should they? The Air Nomads were the only ones capable of flying, and even before they’d been wiped out, they were a peaceful people. There was no reason to expect an attack from above. That gave Aang and friends the advantage of being able to take the palace completely by surprise, on top of the advantage that the eclipse would provide.

The eclipse was the wild card. They were relatively certain that it would cause the firebenders to lose their bending abilities for as long as it lasted, but that last part was the big problem. None of them had ever seen a solar eclipse before. Sokka said that from what he’d seen in the spirit library, he was pretty sure that the eclipse would occur near midday, but that was the limit of their information about it. They had no idea when exactly it was going to start and even less idea about how long it would last once it had begun. So the plan of attack required a good deal of flexibility in their time table to accommodate that issue.

They’d decided to leave first thing in the morning. According to Iroh it wouldn’t take them long to get there, but in case the eclipse began earlier than they’d anticipated, they wanted to be ready. Because they wouldn’t get a second shot at this. Once they arrived over the palace city, they would simply sit tight, floating on their Appa cloud and waiting for the eclipse to begin. Then they would go in, find Ozai and defeat him, as quickly as they could manage. Of course that would probably prove much easier said than done.

They weren’t taking a lot with them. Whatever they could leave behind they would, not only because they didn’t want a lot of excess baggage when they went into the heart of the Fire Nation, but also because Appa would have to fly in circles, possibly for the better part of a day with a lot of people on his back. So every bit of weight they could afford to leave behind was being left. As a result, it didn’t take long for Katara to load their meager supplies onto the sleeping bison.

As she was looking up at the saddle, going over the list in her head to make sure they hadn’t forgotten anything, Aang walked out of the stone tent they’d shared the night before and came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her. Katara smiled. “Did we get everything we need?” Aang had ostensibly been going through their things one last time to make sure that they weren’t leaving anything important behind. Everything they didn’t need would be left inside the structures they’d constructed to await their return.

Aang tightened his grip. “I’ve got everything I need right here.”

Katara laughed as he said it, but then his hand began moving and quickly found its way under her robes where it lighted between her legs. “No, Aang.” She said, struggling in his grip but not too much. “We don’t have time for this. We need to get going.”

“Come on, Katara.” He pleaded, fingering her gently beneath her clothing. “We’re about to go into battle against the Fire Lord. Who knows what will happen. We should have just one last time together.”

“Mmm.” Katara purred as his fingers worked their magic on her, but she still had some fight left in her. “There’s no way you’re getting away with that excuse again.” She told him, but even as she said it, she closed her eyes and pushed herself toward his hand. As her mouth argued, the rest of her body was more than happy to go along with him. “We did it ‘one last time’ three times last night and once already this morning. We need, uhhh,” here she bit her lip to stop from crying out, “we need to go.”

Aang could tell that he’d already won. The rest of the conversation was just an act, a sort of ritual foreplay that the two of them had developed where Aang had to talk her into doing what they both knew she wanted so desperately to do. It was Katara’s way of reconciling her role as the responsible one in the group with her need to give in to her baser desires. “We’re ready to go, and we’ve still got some time.” Aang told her quietly. “Besides, I could hear Sokka and the girls getting up from our tent. They’re … busy,” as he said it he slipped a finger inside of her, and Katara let out a gasp, “they won’t be ready to go for a while yet, and Iroh will sleep until the last possible minute.”

The water tribe girl could feel her lover’s hard member pressing into her back as he touched her, and almost without thinking about it, she reached around behind her back and into his robes to take hold of it. “Ok.” She said, breathing heavily now. “Let’s go back to the tent.”

She began to move, but Aang held her in place, his other hand now rubbing her breast through her clothing. “No,” he said, whispering in her ear, “let’s do it right here.” Then he kissed her neck.

Katara froze. She couldn’t believe her ears. “We can’t do it here. Someone might see us.” She blushed just thinking about it.

“No one will see us.” He assured her. “Even if they did, you told me you watched Sokka and Toph doing it in the river. If they saw us, it would only be fair to give them a show too.”

Katara admitted to herself that he had something of a point, although her reasoning was becoming a bit clouded as his persistent fingers got her more and more revved up with every passing moment. She just didn’t want to resist anymore. She started to justify it to herself. Aang was right. It would just be balancing the scales. Besides which, the idea of someone watching them was actually getting her kind of hot. Or maybe that was just his fingers. Either way, she couldn’t hold back any more.

“Ok, Aang. Let’s do it.” Without another moment’s hesitation she pulled her hand out of his pants and hiked her robes up around her waist. Then, planting her feet firmly she leaned forward, presenting to him her perfectly-formed, naked ass. As Aang began to pull down his pants, freeing his erect member, he could see her inner thighs glistening with the juices that he’d stirred up while they talked. He put a hand on either side of her and began to position himself. They were both more than ready to get started.

Katara was struck very suddenly for just a moment with how much Aang seemed to have grown since they’d met and particularly since Ba Sing Se. When they’d gone into the city he’d still been a little kid in so many ways. Since his brush with death and the relationship that they’d begun in its wake, he had changed a lot. He’d gone from a little kid to a young man, almost right in front of her eyes. And since they’d found out about the child they were going to have, it was like he’d matured by leaps and bounds. She realized that it was true of both of them, and that that news had been like the catalyst that propelled the couple into adulthood. And the way they both were now, they way that they’d interacted that morning, she could hardly recognize herself or the man that she was about to make love to as the children they’d been not a year ago.

However, the thoughts running through her mind were quickly superseded by the sensations running through her loins as Aang sank his cock into her waiting pussy. Her hands out in front of her, she grabbed hold of whatever she could find as she let out a small gasp at the divine penetration. Her hands were filled with a material, incredibly soft, and as Aang began thrusting into her, she moved forward, her head and then her whole upper body coming to rest against the supple coat of fur as her lover worked in and out of her and she pushed back against him, joining the two into a single rhythmically undulating entity.

Appa woke abruptly, surprised by the two smaller creatures, his friends in fact, rutting into each other and rubbing up against him at the same time. Not sure what to make of it, he began moving away from them, lumbering with the heavy grace of his species.

Katara was a bit distracted and hadn’t really been paying much attention to what it was that she’d been supporting herself against. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew what it was, but the teasing progression that the couple had gone through, the slow simmer that they’d become accustomed to, where Aang warmed her up until she was veritably boiling over with passion for him, had clouded her judgment somewhat. So it was with some shock that she discovered her primary source of support moving steadily away. Aang, oblivious to anything but her body, persistently continued his task, and before she even realized what was happening, Katara began to lose her balance altogether.

As Katara began to fall, she reached out, hands desperately searching for something. They found the fur on one of Appa’s back legs, as it lifted, mid-stride to move away. Grabbing it and holding on for dear life, she managed to avoid landing flat on her face and instead was spun around by the movement of the huge bison’s leg and landed on her butt on his fur-covered foot. The creature automatically reacted against her presence, and he moved his foot again, dropping her unceremoniously, but safely onto the grass.

Katara’s sudden absence shifted Aang’s balance considerably and a moment later he also began to topple forward. The airbender, however, instinctively sent out a cushion of air ahead of him that bounced him back and allowed him to end up on his feet again. When he was standing steady once again (not an easy feat given that his pants were still down around his ankles), he looked at Katara and then at Appa who had moved a few yards away. Katara followed his gaze toward the bison and then looked back to the Avatar, and they both began to laugh.

Aang reached out to help her back to her feet. As she stood, her robes fell back into place and she had to shift them to brush herself clean of grass and dirt. Then, before she was ready Aang leaned in and kissed her quickly, pulling her close to him. “Maybe you were right.” He said after breaking the kiss. “I bet the others aren’t having problems like this inside the tent.”

Inside the tent Sokka was having a different sort of problem. Suki lay breathing heavily on the ground, looking quite satiated as Sokka’s man juice dripped slowly from her freshly-fucked hole. Toph, however, was not satisfied yet, not by a long shot. Having to please two beautiful, constantly horny girls was beginning to take its toll on the water tribe warrior.

“You know the rule, Ponytail. You’re not done until both of us have finished, and I still haven’t cum yet.” They’d agreed almost from the beginning that things would only be fair if both girls climaxed during their little romps. Sokka couldn’t stop halfway, leaving one of them unsatisfied. It had never really been an issue before, Sokka was almost always ready for more. This time, though, the three of them had been up late into the night, and then Suki had awoken very early in the morning and gotten Sokka started before he was even awake.

Now a rather unhappy Toph was leaning against him, pressing her small teenage tits into his chest with her hand wrapped around his flaccid dick. “I’m drained, Toph. I don’t think it’s going to work.”

“Alright then,” she said, pushing him backwards until he was lying flat on the ground. Then she spun around setting her legs on either side of his head. “In that case, you’ll just have to use that amazing tongue of yours while I see what I can do about little Sokka.” That said, she set her own tongue to work on his uncooperative member.

Sokka was relatively sure that she wasn’t going to be able to get a rise out of him if she worked at it for an hour, but he was completely certain that she wasn’t going to stop until she’d gotten her climax. So he went to work as well.

His tongue worked its way over her pussy lips, quickly, practically expertly by this point. It sank inside of her and then quickly came back out. It prodded every inch of the area between her legs even making its way up to her puckered asshole at one point before heading back down to tease her clit.

It wasn’t long at all before the blind earthbender was quietly moaning and moving rhythmically against him. Much to his surprise, her incredibly sensual sounds combined with her relentless oral attentions began before too long to breathe new life into his exhausted phallus. Soon her moans were being muffled by the fully erect penis she had buried in her mouth.

She pulled it out but continued running her hand up and down, as if to make sure it didn’t try to retreat on her again. “Mmm, I know you could do it, Snoozles. Now,” she began to move, pulling her wet slit away from his attentive tongue and repositioning herself so that she was suspended above his waiting prick, “I want this big chunk of Sokka inside my butt.”

Sokka moved himself up a bit into a partial sitting position. “You’re the boss.” He said.

“Mmhmm, and don’t you forget it.” With that she lowered herself gently down, allowing his cock to smoothly pop into her rectum. As she took more and more of him inside of her, she opened her mouth wide, moaning soundlessly, as if the feeling was so intense that she couldn’t put a sound to it. And when she sank as far as she could go and he was filling her completely, she stopped for a moment to revel in the sensation.

Sokka reached around at this moment, cupping her tits and tweaking her nipples to add extra stimulation to an already extraordinary moment. When he reached a hand between her legs to rub her clit, Toph lost it and climaxed in a screaming, thrashing orgasm of unimaginable intensity.

His task was accomplished, but now Sokka was the one who needed relief, and he was still buried to the hilt in the 13-year old’s unbelievably tight ass. He didn’t even give her time to recover as he reached out and began guiding her body to move up and down. It was slow going at first, but before long she was moving herself again and bouncing merrily up and down in his lap while his hands roamed her body.

When she began to climax again a couple of minutes later, he was right there with her, and her ass tightened with the waves of pleasure washing through her body, Sokka went over the edge and blew his load deep into her back door. The two just sat there for a moment, enjoying the post-coital bliss. Then Toph slowly began to lift herself off of her partner.

Sokka watched her as she moved away, her tiny butthole widened momentarily by their activities, and his sperm dripping from the opening. He was consistently amazed with the life he suddenly found himself leading, and now they were going to go and fight the Fire Lord. The thought made him turn and he saw it was beginning to get light out. He got up and began to get dressed.

In the meantime, Toph had made her way over to Suki, who was propped up on one elbow. She’d apparently watched at least part of the most recent events with relish. Toph seemed to be moving to clean up any leftover mess from Suki’s turn with the water tribe warrior and positioning herself so that the Kyoshi warrior could return the favor. It was a routine that they’d gotten into that both seemed to enjoy immensely.

“We need to get going, girls. The sun is coming up.”

Toph lifted her face, which had been by this time entirely buried between the other girl’s legs. “You go ahead and get things ready. We’ll catch up in a minute.” Sokka simply rolled his eyes as he secured his boomerang to his back and his club to his belt. Then he made his way out of the stone tent.

Outside, he looked out across the water where the sun was making its way into the sky. He knew he’d taken too long. They needed to get moving. Then he looked around for the others, hoping they’d managed to get Appa loaded up. They couldn’t afford to lose much more time. There was no way to be certain that his theory about when the eclipse started was right. If they came all this way only to miss it by a few minutes, he would never forgive himself.

Then he spotted them. He was instantly amazed that he hadn’t noticed the moment he stepped out of the tent. They weren’t really trying to be subtle. Nor did they seem to be attempting to remain particularly quiet. Aang was standing there, feet planted firmly, pants on the ground near his feet. Katara was suspended halfway up his body with her legs wrapped around him. She still had all of her clothes on, but her robes were hiked up around her hips and the front was pulled open, allowing access to her ample breasts. With some assistance from him, she was moving up and down, rather quickly now, wrapped around her lover as they expressed their feelings physically.

Sokka remembered having tried that particular position with Toph. It doubled as a pretty good upper-body workout. Of course they’d done it in the water. Much safer in case they fell over, but that didn’t seem to be a concern for the pair in front of them. In fact, they didn’t seem to be concerned about much at all. Sokka worried for a moment about the fact that he found the site incredibly hot.

Then Aang saw him out of the corner of his eye. Sokka smiled when the Avatar’s head suddenly jerked around in surprise. He froze in place. “Don’t stop on my account.” Sokka said, holding up his hands.

“Oh, GOD, Aang, don’t stop!” Katara cried out. “I’m almost there.” She hadn’t seen her brother standing there. She wasn’t seeing much of anything. Her eyes were closed, her mind lost in the sensation of what she was doing.

Aang half-shrugged, apparently deciding that there was nothing to do about the situation but plow forward, so to speak. Katara hadn’t been exaggerating. Moments later, she stopped moving up and down and gripped Aang hard, pressing their bodies tightly against one another as she came. Sokka was amazed for a moment to witness it. She made barely a sound as she climaxed, only moving her mouth as if she was crying out over and over again. Tiny almost inaudible noises were all that escaped her lips.

Aang seemed to come at about the same time, though his reactions were a little bit harder to gauge and not nearly as interesting to Sokka. When they’d both had a moment to let the feelings subside, Katara unwrapped her legs and Aang carefully helped her back to the ground where her robes fell back into place covering the lower half of her body. The two stood there for a minute, eyes still only for each other, and then they shared a long kiss. Then Aang moved away to slip his pants back on.

It was then that Katara looked around for the first time and saw her brother standing there, grinning like an idiot. Katara was stunned for a moment and then she began blushing furiously as she fumbled with the front of her robes to cover her breasts up again. Sokka’s smile only widened at seeing her so flustered.

“How long have you been standing there?” She asked. Just a touch of anger making it through her humiliation.

“Long enough.” He said cryptically.

“And you didn’t think it would be polite to say something?” Now the anger was making its way through, but he knew it was just a mask, trying to hide how embarrassed she was, and it wasn’t working because her face was still very red.

“It’s only fair, Katara. You did it to me. Twice, actually.” Katara looked like she might argue the point. Anything to make her feel better. So Sokka played his other card before she could even get started. “Besides, I did say something.”

Her mouth dropped open. “You didn’t. You … what?” She turned to look at Aang whose expression showed sympathy but also told her that he couldn’t offer any help, as he nodded to confirm Sokka’s statement. “Well, I … you … we … I’ve got to make sure that Appa is ready. Get the others. We need to leave as soon as we can.” Then she walked away as quickly as she could, hands covering her face.

Aang walked over to Sokka, seemingly not at all embarrassed about what had just happened. “Are the girls ready yet?”

At that moment they heard a loud scream of pure ecstasy coming from the tent. A symptom of how jaded the group had become to that sort of thing, neither of them even turned their heads. “Sounds like they’re about done.” Sokka said. “But I’ll go over and hurry them up. We should have been gone by now.”

Aang was tempted to say that he should go instead, just to make sure that they didn’t drag Sokka into another delay, but Sokka seemed to be on top of it, and he probably wouldn’t appreciate Aang barging in on his girlfriends in the middle of their private time together. So instead he headed toward General Iroh’s tent to get him up. The General could be ready to go at a moment’s notice and usually did wait until the notice that it was the last moment.

Ten minutes later they were in the air. Katara and Aang brought up the cloud initially, but then it was her job to maintain the camouflage while Aang directed their flight with some help from Iroh and from Sokka’s maps.

Toph sat in her usual position, her unseeing eyes gazing out sullenly over the edge of Appa’s saddle. The fact that the view was now blocked completely by their cloud disguise didn’t really change things for her. Sokka and Suki prepared themselves for battle. On their way to the South Pole, they’d acquired a new set of metal fighting fans for Suki, the kind she’d trained with as a Kyoshi Warrior, and she was making final checks on all of her equipment. She’d decided to forgo the makeup this time. There’d been no time to look at her reflection to make sure she was putting it on right, at least no time that she wasn’t quite satisfied that she’d made better use of. Besides which, the makeup was a symbol of solidarity with her sister warriors. When they battled, they battled as one entity. Now she was the only one left. It didn’t feel right. Especially not considering what she knew was coming.

Once both of them were done preparing their warrior gear, they sat next to Toph. No words passed between the three. They simply sat in silence, knowing that they were traveling into the biggest battle of their young lives and knowing what the stakes were. There was nothing to say. They were together. They were all together, the six of them, though only one out of the entire group knew without a doubt that it would be for the last time.

Chang, a young Fire Nation soldier, stood on the one of Werou’s pier’s. Though this assignment was close to the capital, it was not a desirable position. His father’s name hadn’t been enough to secure him a more prestigious posting, and he wanted to make a name for himself. Unfortunately, he feared that that was going to be impossible if he spent his career stuck in this dead-end assignment.

Werou was a fishing village. A small fleet of fishing boats made up the only source of work or trade for the city. And aside from fishing nothing ever happened. The most exciting thing that had happened in months was the two-headed fish one of the boats had brought back. That had changed today, however. An eerie fog had rolled in. A crowd of villagers had gathered to look out at it. The old women swore that they’d never seen anything like it in all their days. Chang certainly found it to be rather unnerving.

He held a mirrored lantern in his hand. His job was supposed to be to try to communicate with the Fire Navy ships patrolling the waters. There were only two ships that were assigned to patrol the area, and even those ships were only there because they were too old to be of any use in the navy’s war abroad. The men joked that by the time the ships got to the front (if they made it at all), the war would be over. As pointless as it might seem, they did their jobs regardless, like good soldiers of their nation.

The problem was that with this mysterious fog, there were concerns that the ships might hit each other or even the pier. Either could be disastrous. They’d never be able to rescue survivors. Heading out in the fog would only put the rescue ships in danger as well. Chang was supposed to signal them, with the light if he could, with his voice if he had to, to stay where they were until the phenomenon passed. So far he had been entirely unsuccessful. He hadn’t heard a whisper of a ship, and the light was useless. He was pretty sure that he wouldn’t have been able to see it himself if he wasn’t holding it in his hands. If the ship captains were smart, he told himself, they would have brought their ships to a dead stop the moment the stuff rolled in. Then again, the brightest young minds in the Fire Nation didn’t land the position of patrolling Werou’s harbor, and fog wasn’t something they were prepared to deal with.

He was listening intently, trying to pick up the slightest sound that might indicate an approaching vessel, but all he could hear was the waves. He was about to turn to warn off some townspeople who were getting too close for safety when he thought he heard something. He froze, straining to hear it again. It might have been the wind, but then it came again. It was definitely something mechanical. So much for the ships’ commanders being smart enough to stop. He held up his light in the direction that the sound was coming from. It was definitely getting closer.

“Hello!” He called out as loud as he could. He didn’t think they’d be able to hear him from this distance, but he couldn’t take any chances. He waved the light back and forth. “Hello!” He called again. “You’re approaching the port! Turn back!”

The sound was still coming. So he could only assume they still couldn’t hear him, though it was getting dangerously close now. The townspeople near him had heard it to, and combined with his yelling, they’d decided that it would be a prudent move to get off of the pier and watch from the safety of the land. He was glad, though a part of him wished that he could join them.

As the ship, he had no doubt about what it was at this point, got closer, he waved the lantern more frantically and shouted as loud as he could manage. “STOP!” But if they could hear him, they weren’t listening.

Suddenly it came like a sea monster, hulking out of the fog. He knew instantly that this was no patrol ship. It was huge. This was a battleship, the pride of the Fire Navy. Their lookout spotted him and the pier, and Chang heard him call out, already knowing it was too late. He braced himself for a plunge into the water, knowing well that if he didn’t land in a shallow area, his armor would drag him to the bottom.

It never came. The ship came to a stop so quickly that it was as if the sea itself had reared up to halt its advance. Chang opened his eyes again, both shocked and relieved beyond measure that the person at the helm had been so extra-humanly efficient. He was just in time to catch sight of yet another ship of the same class, coming up alongside the first. It had to have been following impossibly closely, a suicidal gambit in the fog, but it came to a stop just as quickly and safely as the first.

Then came another and two more after that, but by the time he spotted the fourth vessel a gangplank had been lowered from the first and a group of Fire Navy officers had begun to descend toward where he stood. The first one off the plank started toward him, while the second began giving orders to some others. In the distance he could see the scenario being repeated. There wasn’t much space for ships to pull up as the first one had. They didn’t get many (any actually) ships this large in port. The ones who couldn’t find space to put down a gangplank simply lowered the front of the ship, as if they were preparing to launch an attack.

“You, soldier!” Chang snapped to attention. He could see now that the man approaching him was wearing the rank insignia of a captain.

“Lieutenant Chang, sir.” As he approached Chang could see a huge scar on his face. This was a real soldier, someone who had seen battle, some really intense fighting from the look of it. He walked with the air of someone with authority and confidence. Yet the voice and the face, he seemed so young.

“Chang, then, how many men are stationed in the village?”

Chang was a bit taken aback. It certainly wasn’t the kind of question he’d expected. “Uh, ten, sir. Commander, if you don’t mind me asking, what are you and your men doing-“

“I do mind. How many ships are patrolling the waters near here?”

The questions were sounding stranger and stranger. A high-ranking officer in the Navy shouldn’t have needed him to answer a question like that. The glare that the commander was giving him though, he didn’t dare not answer. “Two, sir, but with this strange fog, I doubt they’re doing much patrolling.” He got up the nerve to try something else. “Perhaps you’ve gotten confused, Commander. The main port is very near here. They would be much better suited to take care of your ships and your people.”

“I know where I am, Lieutenant. Now, bring the rest of your squad here. There is something that I need to tell you all. … Uh, new orders.”

Chang eyed him warily, but the look the commander was giving him would brook no argument. As he turned to leave, he saw that all five ships were offloading men, quite a few men. He turned back to the scarred commander. “Sir, what is going on here? We may be just a small fishing village, but this is still the imperial island, and you’re landing a small army. We weren’t informed about this. Something is very wrong here. I think-“

Before he could finish his sentence, Zuko made a quick movement and sent a huge plume of fire into the lieutenant’s chest, knocking the young man off the pier and into the water below. “You’re right.” He said, looking over the edge to make sure the lieutenant wasn’t coming back up. “Something is definitely wrong here.”

He walked back over to where Azula was giving her final orders to the Dai Li commanders in regards to the city. “There are only nine more men stationed in the city.” Zuko informed them. “And only two ships patrolling the area.”

“The rest of the fleet will handle them when the fog comes down.” Azula said, after sending the officers off to their duties. She looked at the spot where Zuko has launched the lieutenant over the side. Fortunately, she thought, by the time he’d done it, her men had begun moving all the nearby villagers toward the center of town. None of them had seen it. “You couldn’t convince him to bring the other officers here?”

“He was getting suspicious.” Zuko looked back at the spot as well. “He was a good soldier.”

“If he was really a good soldier, then dying for the Fire Nation should be all the reward he was looking for.” She looked at Zuko. “We’re going to be fighting a lot more of our people before this day is over, Zuko, some of the best in the Fire Nation. You knew that before this ever began.”

Her voice implied that maybe he wasn’t up to the task, and in response Zuko glared back at her, his eyes full of fury and determination. He wouldn’t look weak, not in front of anyone, and especially not in front of her. Azula just nodded her head. “Let’s go. We’ve got an empire to win.”

They began walking toward the center of the village side by side. “Are you sure about when the eclipse is going to start?” This was the only part of the plan that still concerned Zuko. There was no way to control the sun.

“The astronomers have predicted midday.” They both looked up. The sun and the moon were approaching each other. Midday seemed reasonable.

“Then we have some time left.”

“But it will only last for a few minutes. We must be in position when it begins.”

“So we should hurry.”

The small population of the entire village had been gathered in the town center. The remaining soldiers had been segregated from the rest by a group of brawny earthbenders in Fire Nation uniforms. Mostly the inexperienced soldiers looked confused, though their captain looked more irritated than anything. He began to say something, but Azula cut him off. “Go with these men. They will explain everything.”

“But-“

“Are you questioning your orders, Captain?” Azula was wearing admiral’s stripes, but her real authority came from the steel in her voice and the fire in her eyes.

“No, Ma’am.” He stammered and then allowed himself and his men to be led away.

When they were out of earshot, Azula stepped onto a barrel, so she could be seen by the entire crowd and began speaking. Her presence commanded the attention of all of the villagers, some now becoming frightened by the unexpected things that were happening. “People of Werou, we have come on express orders from the Fire Lord himself. There is an enemy fleet approaching your city. They have come with one purpose, to assassinate the Fire Lord.” The people looked at each other, some whispered in reaction to the statement, but they all stopped when Azula continued. “But your Fire Lord is wise. He has anticipated their plan, and when the enemy arrives, expecting to find a small fishing village ripe for murder and conquest, they will instead find my men waiting for them.”

There were actually some cheers from the crowd at this point. Azula smiled appreciatively before continuing again. “However, for the safety of you and your children, my men will take you to some of the nearby caves. Many of you are probably familiar with them already. There you can wait out the battle until it is safe to return.”

Some of the men objected, coming forward declaring their readiness to fight for their homes and for their ruler. Azula held up her hands to quiet them. “I have no doubt that you men are prepared to defend your homes and your nation, but my men are a trained fighting unit. We can handle what will come. Your place is with your families. You must keep the children of the Fire Nation safe, so that years from now they might tell what happened here. Go. My men will accompany you and protect the entrance to the caves.”

At her insistence the crowd began moving, some begrudgingly. As they walked past, she pulled aside one of the Dai Li agents who was escorting the villagers. “Bury them.” She whispered. “No survivors.” He nodded curtly and walked off.

The speech hadn’t been absolutely necessary, of course. She could have simply instructed the men to destroy the village. The fighting men of the Water Tribe and Earth Kingdom seemed all to eager to meet out some revenge for the atrocities committed against their peoples for all these years, but she’d rather enjoyed weaving a web of patriotic deception. Besides which, the villagers walking willingly to their demise was much more efficient than having to chase them down, running and screaming and attempting feebly to fight back. It had all gone rather more easily than even she had anticipated.

“The entire village?” Zuko asked.

Azula knew as well as he did that it was too late for them to turn back now. So having to constantly assuage his conscience was becoming something of a nuisance. However, she still needed him for what was to come. So she would humor him for a while longer. “We couldn’t take the chance that they could get a message out, Zuko. You know that. It would only take one hawk to the palace to make our work much more difficult. If father calls for reinforcements from the port before we get there, it will drag the battle out, and we don’t have the time. Besides, they saw us, both of us. Imagine what would happen if a rumor began later that the leaders of the army that defeated Ozai were actually his children. We can’t afford that either. Anyone who gets in our way today has to die.”

Zuko knew that she was right, though he’d never really even considered the latter possibility. There were a lot of people in their own attack force that had also seen them. He wondered if she was planning on killing them before this was over as well. It wouldn’t surprise him. Then again a few earthbenders and waterbenders more or less didn’t matter much to him, but killing their own people, loyal citizens of the Fire Nation still nagged at him.

The siblings went back to the pier, where Azula sent a signal to the waterbenders aboard the ships that were maintaining the fog. A moment later, the thick cloud that had been obscuring their view all day just disappeared as if by magic. There before them, an armada of Water Tribe ships, filled with Earth Kingdom soldiers and two Fire Nation patrol ships, sitting at anchor just meters from their unseen enemy. Before they could even react, the patrol ships were ripped apart and capsized by huge pillars of ice. The waterbending masters aboard the fleet had wasted no time in dispatching the only obstacles remaining between them and the imposing cliffs of the giant volcanic mountain that rose towering before them.

It took only half an hour to get the fleet landed and the men off of the ships. Everyone was briefed on the plan. Azula had made certain of that. They divided into groups. Each group had several earthbenders to make sure they could get up the side of the mountain as a unit. Once near the top, they would wait for the signal to begin the attack, the start of the eclipse. Once it had begun, each team had a different area of the imperial city to deal with. Once they’d cleared their areas of defenders, they were to hold position, ostensibly to defend against a counterattack from Fire Nation forces outside the crater city. In reality Azula didn’t want anyone but her small, elite force entering the palace. Once inside she wanted to make sure she was in control of everything. The last thing she needed was some gung-ho group of earthbenders spoiling her meticulous planning.

They split up at the bottom of the mountain, each attack group bunched together with earthbenders standing around the outside. Azula’s attack group was composed entirely of the strongest Dai Li agents, other than Zuko and herself, of course. They’d changed back into their Dai Li uniforms, though Zuko wore the simple clothes he’d worn as a fugitive, not willing to put on an Earth Kingdom uniform, but also not wanting someone to accidentally attack him for wearing a Fire Nation uniform. Besides, he told himself, he didn’t deserve to wear the uniform of his country. Not today.

Working as a group, earthbenders from each team lifted huge sections of ground from underneath the feat of their teammates and an army riding on elevators of stone began their ascent. Azula smiled. Her greatest plan was coming to fruition. The eclipse was coming. The battle would be joined, and the darkest day in Fire Nation history would pave the way for her ascent to empress of the entire planet.

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PS. Update: 6/19, final chapter now done, though I think I may give it a day or two before posting. Kind of as a way to help the editing process and make sure I'm satisfied with everything. If you want it, review and vote. It will help asuage my fragile ego. If you don't really care, then that's ok too.
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