Flaming Hunt
Ziggy's Corner: My third Avatar story, hope it's as popular as the other two. Unlike the other two, I know how long this story will take, its going to be five chapters. If people like my characters and want to see more of them, I'll post more stories with them.
Her eyes were large and bright purple. She began pacing back and forth as she watched the road, her Fire Nation uniform glowing in the sun's light, turning it bright red. Her hair was bright pink, with strains of gray through it, even though she was only nineteen. Her heart raced and she tapped a foot, a bizarre smile spreading across her face.
"You're sure that the Avatar and his friends will be coming this way, Vinata," she asked her younger sister.
"It's been what all the towns and villages of this island have been saying for the last couple of weeks," Vinata said, pushing her glasses up to her nose. She was dressed just as her sister, but she was smaller, and with a slight scar on her cheek. Her face was round and plump, but she was thin, just like her older sister was. She frowned and looked at her sibling. "Ryasa, how much do you think we'll make from Fire Lord?"
Ryasa was the second oldest of five sisters, all who worked on the ship, The Dowlenger, and was their captain. The girls' parents were killed in the middle of a battle between the Earth Nation and the Fire Nation, leaving them all orphaned ten years ago, and of the five, Ryasa had never forgiven those who were responsible in the fight. Her smile spread, sending shivers up her younger sibling's back.
"What makes you think we'll give him to the Fire Lord?" she asked, her eyes twinkling. Her skin stretched tight against her cheeks, and jaw, giving her a very skeletonal appearance.
"Sister," the fifteen year old screeched. "We're Fire Nation!"
In one solid flash of movement, Ryasa was right in front of her face. "Should that mean anything to me?" her grin never left her face, it wasn't that her face was frozen like that; it was one of her quirks. None of the girls had ever seen Ryasa without her smile. "We may come from that nation, but we owe allegiance to only each other, and no other."
"We're bounty hunters," the bespectacled girl said, quoting their mantra. "We follow the money and the orders of the captain, nothing else."
Ryasa nodded her head and blinked. "Good girl," she said, her eyes turning soft. She stroked her sister's cheek and cocked her head. "Go to the ship, and get the other girls. If your information is correct, it shouldn't be too much longer before they show up."
Vinata nodded and bowed to her sister. Her arms flung around in the air, as if she was backstroking in the water, and a blast of fire appeared beneath her feet. "Be careful sister," she said. And just like that she was off, heading for the harbor.
Fifteen minutes later all five were camped besides the path, hiding in the trees, all except for Ryasa, who stood there, her chin to her chest, her gothic smile either staying the same, or growing. A few minutes later her hands reached up for her head and she tied her hair into a ponytail. It was one of the signs that she used to let the girls know to be ready at any second. She giggled a high pitched squeak, and ran her fingers over her arms, the anticipation driving her wild.
"She honestly said that?" Angirasa asked, turning to Vinata. Her blue eyes grew as her younger sister nodded. "Betraying Fire Lord Ozai, she's out of her mind." The eighteen year old shook her head. She had long wintry white hair, was very muscular, and barefoot. Of the all the girls, it was she who bore no weapon, she preferred to fight with her gloved fists, and strong feet.
Kailasa, the oldest at twenty-two looked at her sister's. She had been the first captain of the group, until Ryasa surpassed her in prowess and cunning. Kailasa was the smartest of the girls, and knew how to manage money, so none of them would ever starve, and it was she who transformed their parent's barge into the massive bounty hunter ship that it was now. Her hair was brown, and her eyes were likewise. "She's the captain," she said. "She knows what she's doing, and besides, being bounty hunters the government looks at us the same way it does with pirates." She shifted her hefty frame and narrowed her eyes. She might have been "fat", but she also had the reflexes of a massive cat, and was ten times as deadly. Her skin being brownish tan, instead of just tan like the rest of her sister's made her a perfect assassin as well. She fidgeted with her small blades in her hands and shifted once again. "It's almost time."
The girls pushed themselves back into the thick green bushes and shrubs, hiding between dark green trees, ignoring the insects, and held their collective breathes.
A few minutes more, three individuals began walking up the path, followed by a large white bison with a strange tail, bearing the same air bending markings of the youngest of the group, and a flying lemur. Ganasa, the youngest of the group watched the avatar closely and smiled.
"He's really cute," the eleven year old giggled. She pushed her glasses to her face, and lowered to the ground. "If no one wants to buy him, maybe I'll use him as a boyfriend."
"Air bending monks were not allowed to marry," Kailasa said, looking down at her sister with a smile.
Ganasa made a face and stuck out her tongue, "I never said anything about marriage," she said, tossing her gas balls up and down. "I just said I wouldn't mind having him as a boy friend." She pointed to him, "Besides, he has markings on his head, the kind of look like the ones of my forehead." She pointed to tiny red arrows right above her eyebrows, which rose and feel, finally connecting by her nose.
"I wouldn't mind having that lemur for dinner," Angirasa said, licking her lips. "You have recipes for those kinds of animals, don't you Ganasa?" her younger sister nodded her head. It had been a while since they had meat, and their bellies ached for it.
"I made a meal with lemurs three months ago, remember?" Her sister opened her mouth to speak, but was shushed by Kailasa.
Out in the opening, the group of three friends stopped in their tracks and glared at the new comer.
"Can we help you?" the girl in blue asked, Katara, her name was Katara. Ryasa smile grew hideously large and she began to walk around them.
"She's Fire Nation," the boy, Sokka snapped, pulling out his boomerang. He raised it to use against her, but yelped as an arrow slammed it from his hand, nailing it to a tree.
"Yes, you can help me," Ryasa laughed. She looked over to the shrubs and what not and the girls poured out, Vinata holding a nasty looking cross bow. "In fact you can help us all . . . by surrendering yourselves into our custody."
Well it seems short chapters all around are in supply this week with all of my stories, but I truly meant for this one to be this short. I just wanted to give you all a brief introduction of the bounty hunters. How did you like them? I have a drawing of Ryasa, but I'm not good with internet stuff so I can't post it in the web. If you'd like to see it, you can always click my name, and go to my email address. But I warn you, I use the net at a relative's house and unless I'm house sitting, I'm not on line a lot. My picture isn't that good either, I'm not very good at drawing, so if anyone would like to do a fan drawing of one, or all of the girls, go ahead. Anyway, chapter two will be longer, and with more action (though not extreme cus I'm not very good at it).