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Borealis: A Zutara Story	By : jaded_priceless Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality Views: 33524 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 45
After their timely rescue, the invasion force led by Chief Hakoda split up. The Mechanist and Teo remained with the members of the Water Tribe while most of the Earthbenders followed Huu, Due and Tho to the Foggy Swamp to regroup. They only stayed the short time it took to finish healing and gather supplies before leaving to spread news of the invasion’s success throughout the Earth Kingdom.
They didn’t defeat the Fire Lord, but they had stolen most of the ships he’d believed had sank thanks to Huu’s use of seaweed and several talented benders working to keep the boats following them just below the water’s surface. More importantly they had taken the war to the aggressor. It was the first raid in the Fire Nation in which all of the participants made it out alive. Those statistics were largely to the female Waterbenders who had migrated from the North Pole. Three had come along on Gran-Gran’s rescue mission.
It was the Big Bad Hippo who brought the first flyer to Huu. It had fallen on him when he was leaving the swamp to return to Gaoling. It showed Aang, Katara, Sokka, and Appa in chains with the caption: Your invasion failed. The Avatar has been captured. Give up.
The second flyer was brought by a group of pirates they occasionally traded with. It showed Sokka and Aang in a cage behind a grand table while Katara was shown dressed in finery dining alongside the Fire Lord and his children. She was chained to Prince Zuko. The caption read: She is our Waterbender now. Do you know the traitor among you?
Huu created a magnifying lens out of water to look at the pictures more closely. Before Sokka left he had taught his Southern kin the signal a hunter used if he had gotten in over his head and needed to be rescued. The boy’s hands gripped the cage but his middle finger, thumb, and pinky stuck straight out just like a claw of a catgator. Huu didn’t believe Katara was a traitor but he was now starting to believe they had been captured. The Fire Nation propaganda team dropped flyers, used messenger hawks, started rumors and bought ads in newspapers to farther their cause. This wasn’t the first “the Avatar’s been captured” missive. But these flyers were the first to include hidden messages.
Huu gathered all the vegetation he could and created a swamp monster large enough to disguise one of the Fire Nation cruisers they had hidden in the swamp. He told Due and Tho where he was headed and left the two of them in charge. He took four of their Waterbenders who were trained in herbal medicine with him. One of the women he had met on the way back from the Fire Nation said that water healing could be taught. If the Avatar and his companions really were captured they would need all the fighters and healers they could get to rescue them.

Zuko woke with the sun. His arms were still around Katara but their bodies had shifted during the night. Her arms upper arms were still pinned to her sides by his but her the lower parts were hugging his. Her back was against the wall and she was facing him. One of her legs was hooked over his hip and the other was beneath him. She didn’t stir when he slid away from her and went to the restroom. When he returned to the bed she continued sleeping. Had she not cuddled back up with him in the same position Zuko would have thought she hadn’t registered his absence.
He weighed his options. At some point he had to reassert his claim that she was his concubine. He would lose all of the trust he’d gained from her, but he could keep her safe. Or he could let her sleep peacefully and his father would take her away. She still wouldn’t trust him but she would no longer be safe.
The choice was easy when Zuko phrased it to himself in that manner.
He slipped back out of bed and went threw up. He suffered from had a nervous stomach as a child but it was never this bad until she was captured. He brushed and rinsed his mouth several times then returned to bed. Katara rolled over to snuggle with him again. She was so trusting. Her eyes were closed and she was lightly snoring. Her face was completely relaxed and her arms and legs were around him.
Zuko watched her sleep, dread once again writhing in his stomach as he opened his breeches. He’d taken care of his morning wood already, but it only took a few quick fondles to revive his sleeping dragon. He lifted her nightgown. She was naked, there was nothing between them. His torso was already between her thighs so it only took a slight adjustment to bring his erection closer to her entrance. He took a deep breath, rubbed the head against her slit and pushed.

Katara woke up screaming when her koalaotter was speared. It was Zuko. He lied to her. Her back was against the wall, his upper arms were pinning hers while his hands gripped her thighs. He was lying on her right leg and her left leg was over his hip. He was hurting her again. He’d promised he wouldn’t do it and like a fool she believed him.
“Stupid; so stupid” she thought silently berating herself. She couldn’t form words she was in so much pain but he was between her legs happily thrusting and grunting. Sokka had been right; she was too trusting.
Zuko’s hips jerked and his nails gouged trenches in her skin. He’d stopped moving, and she could feel her insides being flooded. It felt like lava. Every single rip and tear, the old ones and the new ones he’d just given, her were burning.

Spent, Zuko lay with his head beneath Katara’s. She was screaming like he was killing her. He may have been killing her. He closed his eyes unable to face her. He didn’t want to see her crying or the betrayal in her expression. The looks she’d given him the earlier had made him feel like he did when he was five and had broken one of the precious items Lu Ten’s mother had bought for him during her pregnancy.
He knew he should pull out of her, should get away, give her the time she needed to compose to herself, and take her to get cleaned up but he would have to look at her to do that. So long as he stayed where he was he did not have to see the wounded look in her eyes. He could pretend that he was hunting and the screams belonged to an injured animal he was tracking. He closed his eyes and let his tears fall while holding her tightly.

Author’s Note: Thank you for reading. I know this story is darker than what many of you expected and I’m glad you are sticking with it. I’m posting the next three chapters in hopes you’ll see where I’m going with it.

Mimi Feye: Thank you for the review. I’m sorry I missed acknowledging it when I posted the last chapter. This story will have warm and fuzzy moments just not anytime soon. I love a happy ending and a good capture fiction but as a reader I’ve always found the standard “girl gets raped on Monday, pouts on Tuesday and is madly in love by Wednesday” timeline a bit rushed. Even as a teen sneaking peeks at my Mom’s romance novels I found it entertaining but also disappointing. A heroine should have more backbone. I hope you and everyone else stays with me long enough to get to the not so ugly part.
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