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Dragon's prey	By : ajj77sunhawk Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Slash - Male/Male > Sokka/Zuko Views: 20843 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sorry sorry wrote this ages ago but forgiot to post here.. next chappie up in a few days :)

Yes Short chapter but Im on holiday and if I didn't update here – Lord only knows when you will get it. Sorry and the only reason why I am writing while on holiday is because of the wonderful reviews – so thanks and please review this as well.

Sorry unbeta'd as yet.

Chapter 21 : Crushing Depression

The silence that echoed throughout the halls of the Fire Nation palace was intimidating. Maids hurried around on silent feet, timidly though they great halls, guards were on high alert but with no visible targets - they were nervous and on the edge. Priests and medical personal were the most active – everyone time one passed the halls with worried, lost looks on their faces, the anxiety increased.

The King's personal loyal guard were the ones most obviously affected, they were guilt ridden and feeling worthless. They could do nothing – and could have done nothing to prevent the current state - yet the sense of hopelessness that pervaded their ranks was heavy and sickening. They were not the kind to look to others for excuses, and the feeling that they had personally failed their Lord and the Prey was like a cancer among the ranks.

Their state of discontent and disturbance was made worst because in a total break from traditions and customs, for the first time in know history- the Prey's quarters were actively being violated by those they considered outsiders. For the personal guard to watch the medical personal walking in and out of the Prey's quarters, was almost a personal affront, a personal badge that they had not been vigilant enough- not effective enough - to protect their Lord's Prey.
Depression and anxiety hung heavily in the halls of the palace.
Within the Prey's quarters the atmosphere was – worse – much worse.

Two hours ago, Lord Zuko had burst into the quarters to find Sokka, lying unconscious and unresponsive on the carpets. General Savin and Lord Iroh had both been shouting commands and getting medical experts into the quarters. An almost chaotic period had occurred, with everyone trying to figure out what had happened, if the Lord Sokka had been poisoned, was he sick, had he been attacked... these questions filled the air. Suspicion and hostility ran high in those first minutes.

The only pool of pseudo-peace was in location of the prey. Lord Zuko was neither shouting no active, and his strange silence amplified the anxiety of those watching many times over. Lord Zuko sat with Sokka's inert upper body on his lap. His hand stroked the rich brown hair, oblivious to the bustle around him, as he spoke softly and continuously to his heartbreakingly silent intended.

To those watching their Lord plead softly and desperately for an unforthcoming response, the arrival of the medical team was a relief. The first attempts of the medical team to separate Zuko from Sokka, so they could do a proper examination, was met with the first sign of active life from the Fire Lord since he found Sokka. The blast of flame from the Fire Lord, at those who had dared intrude on the private space between him and Sokka had been the only answer.

It took almost ten minutes (an eternity when they had no idea what was wrong with Sokka) and Iroh's involvement to finally force Zuko to allow the healers to place Sokka on the bed, and examine him. Zuko sat next to Sokka holding his hand, the healers prudently worked around him.

At first there was only good news, Lord Sokka had not been poisoned, he had not been attacked- there were no sign of physical wounds and injury. That was news that relieved everybody, but still Sokka had not awakened. Only than did the healers make a serious lobby to have all those not involved in healing to leave the room, as they needed to do a more serious examination. Finally, acknowledging the need for the healers to examine Sokka, the Fire Lord allowed them to put a cloth curtain around the bed, and he set up a command centre in the other area of the room.

Since than – there had been no news as the healers did a through check, and the silence and stress from the room had spread to the rest of the palace.

Two long hours later, a very serious head healer slowly walked out, and looked somberly at the members of the court waiting in various corners of the room. He motioned for silence and led them into the corridor to discuss.

"What is WRONG with Sokka!" Zuko burst out unable to hold the words in any longer. The fact that the Dragon spirit was a blessing and a curse. It was a blessing because it allowed him to actually function normally, at least he was not losing control, and burning all the people around to ash. It was a curse, because he had no idea why the Spirit felt so far away and it was another thing for him to worry about. Also though he could not admit it – not even to himself- he was afraid that without the Spirit's influence, the connection he had with Sokka would be impacted negatively. He pushed his emotional fears aside and focused on the immediate problem – Sokka's health.

"My Lord, I can say that Lord Sokka's health is stable, he is not in immediate danger, at this moment and we are monitoring him closely." The healer said firmly, the relief of those that heard the news was tangible.

"But why is he not waking up?" Savin asked aggressively, expressing his own concern.

The healer shook his head, "We honestly do not know my Lords. All we know for certain is that physically he is fine, there is absolutely nothing wrong with his body, nor are there any abnormalities that we can detect that may have caused his collapse." The healer said sadly.
Zuko gulped for some strange unknown reason he felt a stab of regret and loss at those words – what kind of 'abnormality' could he have been secretly hoping Sokka would have? He pushed his mysterious emotions aside and focused on the healer, who was looking at him with a questioning look on his face. Zuko shook his head as it to clear it.
"So Sokka is physically fine, stop beating around the bush, WHY is he not awake?" Zuko asked his voice tightly controlled.

"My Lord, Sokka is physically fine, the problem is not his body, it is his Spirit. There seems to be something wrong with Sokka's spirit and my Lord, we are not capable of dealing with such an emergency. My Lord, we need assistance immediately." The healer said softly.
Zuko's eyes widened and he turned to shout, but finally something else went right. Two guards came running in.

"My Lord! My Lord! The air Bison has been spotted coming towards the palace at unbelievable speed! They are returning my Lord."
Zuko sagged in relief, Iroh quickly coming to support his nephew. "Spirits, thank the Spirits the Avatar is coming! He will know what to do Zuko."

Zuko nodded weakly, he straightened and pulled away from Iroh, making his way back to the room, without a word, he climbed into the bed, and pulled the one who held his heart in the palms on his hand close to him.

The vitality and life, that surrounded Sokka was missing, the cooling warmth that spread though Zuko when in contact with his Prey had been replaced by a numbing, heart freezing coldness, that sent icicles of fear through Zuko. Still he held Sokka close, rested his head on the strong chest, and found a measure of comfort in the slow but steady beating of Sokka's heart.

Damn the Spirits, damn it all, he swore silently, what ever it took – what ever the price, he would pay it. He would bring Sokka back, no matter what.

-tbc-

:P Im evil nasty and mean, I know muhahahahahahaha. Please review and tell me what you think. And sorry no clues but I will assure NO character death.
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