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A Fire Bender's Passion	By : DecieverGod Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female > Katara/Zuko Views: 11594 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Katara tugged at her hand, trying to free it faster, and sort of fearing Sokka's aim. “Almost... there.” Sokka kept hitting, his aim not really all that bad, but he was a little freaked. Fire blasts roared from the village center, and rocks could be heard cracking.
Katara gasped and jerked in shock of the noises, pulling her hand out and scratching it against the crumpling rocks, wincing and cradling her hand to her chest. “Ow!”
"Damn it firebenders, what else could go wrong?" Sokka shot a worried glance back at the town as Momo came flying around the corner and landed on Katara's shoulder chattering wildly and pointing back to the village. A healthy fiery glow began to rise off the village, partly because it was getting late, partly because there was a furious firebender letting his wrath out in the middle of it.
The villagers started to run in fear screaming and clutching their valuables and treasured memories to their chest or in sacks on their backs. None of them stopping to notice the two water tribe kids, even though Katara still had her pants pulled down.
Katara smiled at Momo. “There you are you silly lemur, you had me worried.” She stood up, adjusting her clothes. “Sokka we should find Aang and get out of her.”
"Yeah, I hope he isn't on the receiving end of one of those fire blasts."
Fire blasts echoed from the city, loud explosions shaking the village and rattling every door and window in it. Buildings were bursting into flames, the lights had long since exploded or been swept away in the chaos. Yet over all of this, over the roaring fire, over the exploding houses, the crashes of burning roves falling in, the rapist bastard guard’s screams could be heard, as someone feed him his just disserts. The rest of the villagers had long since fled, their houses, their homes and their lives had come collapsing down around them. Though out of all these, they had gained freedom.
Katara started to limp away. “S-sokka come on…” Sokka sheathed his boomerang and scurried up after her. Momo stroked her cheek sensing her pain.
Zuko had won the battle, but was still furious. He fell down to his knees and screamed to the heavens, releasing all his remaining fury in one, massive, uncontrolled, burning fire blast. It sound like a bomb, the ground shook, the burning structures of the village were blown down, the only thing left standing was the warehouse, saved only because it was distant from the town.
Katara held her hand to her chest. “Aang!!?” She looked about frantically as she limped her way away from anything on fire.
Aang riding on Appa, pulled down in front of them, their supplies looking somewhat refreshed though hurriedly packed. "Guys! There you are, we've got to get out of here, Prince Zuko is attacking the guards! And I think he’s trying to level the town!"
Katara gasped “what!?” She turned around and started to limp towards the center of the town.
Sokka grabbed her around her waist, whispering ‘they deserve each other.’ Into her ear and he helped her up onto Appa.
"Katara are you hurt?" Aang asked noticing her limping.
Katara was very confused at Sokka's words, but smiled at Aang “I’m fine, my hand hurts is all.” She turned to look down at the burning town.
Aang held out his hand for her to take on her way up onto Appa’s back "how'd you hurt it?" Sokka glanced around nervously.
Iroh opened the door to the slave house, from the other side than the Avatar team was on. "Well, hello ladies, my name is Iroh, and I will be rescuing you today." He smiled and walked in with open arms, he was going to enjoy freeing them. Getting to carefully kneel down and cut chains and other items of bondage off of attractive, nearly naked girls, the only thing that could make that better was if the attractive nearly naked girls had jasmine tea with them.
Katara frowned slightly “erm... a guard got me a bit.” She took her brother’s hand and got up. “What about Zu... Lee?”
"I don't know." Sokka shrugged.
"Yip yip." Appa took off and in a moment they were high above the inferno that was once a village "I hope he got out with the other villager ok." Aang looked back at Katara worriedly.
Katara stared down into the flames. “I... hope so too.” She began to tear up a bit, sort of feeling the mental effects of being raped. Sokka held her.
Aang looked at her concerned "let's get out of here.” Katara began to sob into Sokka’s chest, shivering frantically.
"It’s ok, I'm sure he got out ok, he must have..." Sokka patted his sister on the back. Water tribes’ people were remarkably resilient and he was confidant she would be ok, but he still felt he should comfort her. Katara nodded but kept crying, hugging Sokka as she did so. "And I hope that bastard didn't." Sokka whispered into her ear.
Katara nodded again, hugging him. “Th-thank you Sokka” Momo hugged her head sitting on her shoulder. Sokka held her tight, never going to let anything bad happen to her again, or at least until she was up to arguing with him again. Aang drove, the were roughly headed toward Omashu, still looking for an earth bending teacher, but he was more than a little confused.
Katara shifted, rubbing her face into Sokka’s shirt and laughing a bit. “I got snot all over your shirt.” She reached up and pet Momo.
Sokka laughed. "That’s ok, you can wash it for me, how does that sound?"
Katara sits up and rubs her eyes, smiling. “Sounds fair, I can clean all your guys’ clothes.”
"Even Sokka's socks?" Aang was a little confused as to why she was so... fragile, but he chocked it up to the likely incineration and or capture of her most recent boyfriend.
"Hey, what's wrong with my socks?"
Katara laughed quietly. “Yes even Sokka's socks... ...um Aang?”
"Yeah Katara?" Aang was happy to see her back to her normal self.
Katara smiled. “Can we set down near by; you know to see if Lee made it?” She had a hopeful look in her eyes.
Aang smiled "sure Katara." He looked around at the ground now circling. "You guys see any good places to set down?"
Katara saw a small lake and pointed. “There?”
"Looks good." Aang headed for the far shore, on the opposite side from the village. Katara sighed, and then abruptly passed out.
"Katara! Aang!" Sokka jumped startled, he held her in his arms and looked her over. Aang jumped from his perch to her side. Katara was out cold, her hand twitched as the rain poured onto its cuts, she shivered.
Zuko knelt, panting in the middle of the now nothing but ash village, his clothes mostly destroyed, and his body sizzling as the fresh rain hit it. Steam rolled off of his lean body, his hair was all over the place, his mask was sitting on the ground, the strap torn from his battle. His chest rose and fell with his deep breaths. Rage still filled his veins with fire, but his body wasn’t going to move no matter how hard he willed it.
The rapist guard crawled slowly away form him, a large black spot smelling of burnt flesh and small coals clinging to the edges of his pants sizzled where his crotch used to be.
Iroh’s hands in his sleeves walked over to Zuko, vaguely watching the guard crawl away. He really didn’t have anything to say at this moment, this was a new experience for him, and he didn’t really know how to approach it.
Katara shifted towards whatever warm muttering some words the only audible one was being "Zuko." Sokka looked at her sleeping form confused, throwing a blanket over her, dismissing it as trauma. Aang was off looking around, his natural curiosity urging him to find interesting stuff and poke it.
Zuko panted. "He... raped... her..." was still furious, his eyes burning with rage, his body the only impediment to burning away the entire earth nation, it was too tired to move, too tired to stand, and yet, his rage still fuelled the occasional burst of flames from his mouth as he panted, and his body still sizzled and hissing in the rain.
"Yes, I know... You've said, and made him pay for it." Iroh looked over at the still crawling and now only about a foot father away, guard, then down at the blackish trail of ash that he was leaving as he pulled his body along the ground.
Katara a good distance away, snuggled into her blanket, calming down as her innate water tribe resilience washed her trauma and worries deep into the back of her mind.
Iroh pulled his nephew up. "Come on son, let's get out of here." He walked off "I heard about a lake near here that is supposed to be just lovely."
Zuko didn't seem to have the strength to stand on his own, but some how managed to trudge slowly off after his uncle, he was almost dragging his body along.
Katara shifted a bit, whimpering in her sleep.
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