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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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Chapter 4 : I'm your sacrifice!

“You!” Zuko said, his voice low and almost filled with wonder. “It was you.” Zuko free hand reached out grasped Sokka's hair and held his head, so that their eyes met. “You are mine now Sokka, you belong to me, and you are my sacrifice.”

Fear rose thick and heavy in Sokka's chest, as he saw the burning look that seemed to consume him in Zuko's left eye.

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Instinct over took the brain, Sokka without thinking slammed a palm against the ground to take his weight, and his feet swept out in a low round kick. He swept Zuko's feet from out of him, somersaulted to the left and as he got to his feet drew his sword, taking a defensive stance. “What the hell are you talking about Zuko? Haven't you got that fire spirit under control yet?!” Sokka yelled fear and concern mixing together.

Zuko's body guards moved to intercept the warrior but a gesture from the Fire Lord had them backing away. Zuko drew his double blades, the smile on his face indicating that he had no fear of the warrior, contrasted sharply with Sokka's confused countenance. Zuko was going to enjoy this. He purposefully attacked the Warrior his moves sharp and aggressive, Sokka flowed out of the way, blades clashed as the two engaged. The Bodyguards watching realized two things. Firstly that Zuko was making strong and powerful strikes, each blow potentially lethal, and yet each of Zuko's strikes were blocked, turned and met with a great amount of skill. The second thing that they realized was that Zuko because of the force of his attack was leaving big gaps in his defense. They observers realized that the Warrior could easily take advantage of the gaps, but he never did, he strictly fought a defensive battle. In a move that was startling the Warrior suddenly hooked his sword around around the left sword, ducked under Zuko's right swing and sent the left blade flying.

The blade clattered to the floor. “Good move.” Zuko said as he stepped back and circled. Sokka mimicked his movements.

“Look Zuko, I don't wanna fight you. For some reason your spirit hates my guts, so what'd ya say we call it even and I get the hell out of the fire nation, never to darken your door again.. or whatever.” Sokka said softly, great he was gonna be exiled from another nation, he really was batting a thousand.

Zuko's eyes blazed in anger, fire ran down the blade as he suddenly swung aggressively at Sokka. He emphasized each of his words with a swing of his blade.. “DO... NOT.. EVEN.. JOKE .. ABOUT... THAT!!!” Sokka blocked and knowing how fire moved, danced away from the flames.

“If you want me around why the HELL are you always attacking me!!!” Sokka yelled in frustration.

“Oh! Was I attacking you? I thought we were playing.” Zuko said with a smirk as he took a step back to admire the slim, strong and tanned body, not even breathing hard before him. “As to what happened earlier, Sokka you are my sacrifice.”

Sokka looked at the Fire Lord in confusion, “What does that even mean?”

“It means Sokka, that you are can save me. You know the Fire Spirit is eating away at me, killing me from inside out. Fire requires fuel, and it has been using me as that fuel. To appease the Spirit I need to find my sacrifice, the one who can act as fuel and at the same time calm the spirit burning inside me. When I touched you just now.. that reaction, it means... your body, your soul can appease the Spirit, for all time. I need you Sokka, I am dying, without my sacrifice, I have less then a handful of years to live.” Zuko said sheathing his swords, and looking Sokka in the eyes.

Sokka felt his throat dry out, he took a deep gulp of air. “B..but... if you die what happens to the fire nation?”

“I will find a successor, but I can almost guarantee that there will be civil war. I need you Sokka, I need you to come back with me and be my sacrifice. Not just for me, but for the fire Nation” Zuko said as he reached out to touch Sokka's face. Sokka dodged not wanting to be burned again. Zuko scowled in displeasure.

“So this sacrifice thing involves some sort of ceremony?” Sokka asked, his brain spinning.

“Yes, You are to be the Dragon's Prey, the ceremony that confirms the role is ancient, but there are some books with instructions on how best to conduct the ceremony. We have a copy here, you can read it on the journey to the Capital. I know I am asking a lot from you Sokka, but I swear the rewards for this will be beyond what you imagine, I need you.” Zuko's voice was earnest. 'I know you think its strange and unnatural, but it wont be as bad as you think.”

Sokka stared at his in amazement, then his eyes got hooded, and his dropped his head, as he sheathed his sword. “Too many people have sacrificed too much for the peace we have now. We cant afford the fire nation to go up in flames. Heh! That's a good one.” Sokka said absently with a small sad smile. “You are right, it is not too great a price to pay, for peace. Alright Zuko you have yourself one sacrifice.” Sokka said looking up with a tired smile.

Zuko's smile was triumphant as he reached for the warrior again. “Hold it.” Sokka said gracefully side stepping Zuko once again. “I have one major demand, YOU don't touch me until we get back to the Capital. I will be your sacrifice not your proverbial punching bag! No burning, no electrocuting and no poking of any sort from you until we get back to the Capital.” Zuko's eyes seemed to blaze, anger on his face, he was more then ready to deny the demand, when Sokka's his shoulder's slumped looked away and said softly. “Its just a two week journey to the Capital. Please Zuko, just give me that much. You have your Prey Zuko, I'll do what ever you need me to do once we get to the Capital. I swear.”

Zuko clenched his fists, he would wait. “Fine, I will not touch you until we get to the capital, hell you can avoid me as much as you desire, UNTIL we get to the capital. Men! Get your things together, we are leaving immediately, I will not have any delays. Captain Savin, you will be in change of seeing to Sokka's needs.” Zuko said shortly, his fingers itched to touch, waiting was not going to be easy.

So Sokka found himself traveling with the guards, he was glad to have Goosey with him. The first night when they made camp, Captain Savin (who had collected him) handed him a stack of books. Most were on history in general, one was on the ritual. Sokka's hands shook as he peeked at the first page. It was an illustration, and Sokka slammed the book shut, his breathing labored. Cold sweat running down his back. Dammit, there was such a thing as too much information, too fast, he put the book aside. Instead he randomly choose one of the other books to read.

The next week was for Sokka a small holiday, he forced himself to relax and enjoy himself, he had people to make camp for him, and cook for him. Though they traveled hard Sokka appreciated the simple pleasures. Zuko, as promised kept his distance, Sokka hardly saw him, but sometimes shivers went down his spine and he would turn to see Zuko staring at him with hungry, burning eyes. Comfortable feeling... it was not.

Five days before they were to reach the Capitol, they made camp beside a lake, that was surrounded by forests. It was a beautiful place, and for the sake of the mounts they actually made camp early, giving everyone a chance to relax. Zuko disappeared into his tent almost immediately, allowing Sokka and the guards some space to relax. There was some chat around the fire, when one of the guards challenged Sokka to a game of Pai Sho. Sokka beat him and three more guards in short order. Sake flowed and the group loosened up and were a little rowdy. The Guards dragged Captain Savin their best player to challenge the Warrior, this game was brilliant. Everyone watching was amazed at the strategies employed. After a tough match Sokka finally beat the Captain, and everyone began cheering.

More then a little drunk the guards, cheered and piled on the nation-less Warrior, giving him noogies and good naturedly they all began wrestling.

The blast of fire blew all of them off their feet. Everyone rolled and were on their feet ready to face their enemy. And what they saw made even the bravest of the guards shake in fear. It was a sight that they rarely, saw. Zuko stood his eyes blazing, and around him was the manifestation of the dragon, both burned hot. The fire Lord was not angry, he was enraged!

“Get AWAY from HIM!! DO NOT TOUCH HIM! YOU DARE! YOU DARE TOUCH WHAT IS MINE!!!” Zuko roared, his voice overlaid with a deeper roaring voice of the Dragon. The manifestation seemed to breathe fire, the Dragon emerging from the fire Lord was magnificent, mainly red, its crest was pure gold, with black jet markings on its body. The Dragon was enraged! Zuko began to stalk towards the men his fury consuming him.

Suddenly Sokka jumped between the Lord and his men, hands outstretched, the warrior made a small barrier between the Dragon and those it stalked. “ZUKO Stop it!! I am your Prey, not them! I am your SACRIFICE! If you are so far gone you cannot control the spirit, forget the ceremony, do it now. Just don't do something you will regret!' Sokka shouted.

Zuko stared at Sokka, and seemed to battle with himself. “No.. no.. I gave my word, I will wait.” Slowly the Dragon receded into the Fire Lord, and Zuko turned and stalked back to his tent. He needed to be alone to get control of himself. The silence that met the departure of the Fire Lord lasted a long time. The men were not sure what to say, and Sokka just stared at the space Zuko was standing in.

Finally he forced himself to smile and turned to the men. “So that was the Dragon, huh?” He wanted to stop talking, but suddenly he could not hold back the words any longer. Inane babble was a way to sooth his raw nerves. He literally could not stop the next few words out of his mouth. “So are they bets going on what part of me the Dragon is gonna eat first. Savin does the Dragon play with his prey, like cats do? You know I hate cats, dogs make clean kills, but cats – they make their prey suffer before killing them. Did you see the size of the Dragon, it is probably gonna snap me in half with one bite, maybe it will just eat my head first. That will be good – much less painful. So what kindda Dragon is that a cat or a dog. Hey don't be shy tell me? I already agreed to be the sacrifice, I'm a warrior, warrior's always die in the name of peace. Of course I never expected to be calmly riding to a place where I'll be eaten by a Dragon, but it will be worth it right. I always thought I'd die in a fight, Dragon fodder... not many people can boast of being that.. Oh Spirits!” Sokka finally stopped and stared at his shaking hands. He suddenly could not be there, he waved weakly and forced himself to walk and not run to his tent.

Sokka's entire body shook, he went to the far corner of his bed. Sitting down he curled up and pulled the blanket around himself. He hugged his knees tight, and rocked himself. His sister's destiny was to be the greatest water bender of the age, his was to die to maintain peace, to save a friend, and entire nation. He would do this, he had to do this! Seeing the dragon, made it all real, he had less then a week to live, then he would be eaten... and he was afraid, so very afraid. He curled up tighter and cursed himself for a coward, he had to control his breathing, he needed to sleep and then maybe in the morning he could go back to pretending that he was not alone, abandoned and afraid.

Outside the guards looked at each other in confusion.

--tbc--

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