First Avatar Fic, enjoy!

intro

Katara drowsily woke up, feeling light headed. She was surrounded by darkness, and felt cold metal around her hands. She sat a minute, letting her eyes adjust to the darkness. After a minute she looked down and saw there were chains rapped around her wrist, irritating her skin. Squinting in the darkness, she could see four bare, dirt walls with a door in the middle; she was in what looked like a cellar. She was sitting on a rotten bed wondering how she got here. She closed her eyes trying to remember.

Katara lay in bed, in her red nightgown, waiting for Zuko to come to bed with her. They had been married for five years now. After a while, he hadn't come in, so she got up and opened the door and gasped. Zuko was lying on the floor, his cheek rubbing against it. Blood poured out from a gash in the back of head, and his stomach was injured. She screamed and ran over to him. Then she heard familiar voices from behind her, then lots of pain on her head, and then nothing.

Katara sat there thinking of what to do next, when a door creaked open. Standing in the door way, a familiar figure stood there, with straw in between his lips.

"Miss me?" Jet said as he came closer to Katara. All she could do was put her head down and avoid his awful gaze.

He walked toward her until he couldn't go any farther. Jet reached down and yanked at the chains. Katara yelped as the chains dug into her skin, leaving a small trail of blood run down her arm.

"You're coming with me, Katara." He said as he tugged on the chains, dragging her out of the cell.

Light flooded into her eyes, blinding her. Katara squinted and looked around. She gasped; she was where she never wanted to be again, in Jet's tree fort.

Jet continued to pull Katara farther into his fort.

Finally he opened a door and shoved Katara in, not caring what pain she felt, as he stayed outside. He slammed the door behind him and left. Katara was completely helpless, she couldn't see and she couldn't use her hands to do anything. She stood up and felt the walls. Dirt. It was like the cellar she was in before.

Katara continued to feel her way across the wall, to see if she could find a door or something. Suddenly she felt something warm and squishy. She gasped and fell backwards, landing with a thump.

"Who's there" a voice called out, a voice that Katara had never been happier for.

"Zuko? Is that you, it's me Katara!" She said excitedly, hoping it was Zuko.

"Katara?" Zuko said and stumbled in the darkness, looking for his wife. His hands fumbled around in the darkness, looking for Katara's hand. Katara reached up blindly and their hands met.

Katara stood up and threw her arms around his head and hugged him. Zuko didn't have any chains around his wrists, so he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a deep hug. Zuko winced a little from the pain in his stomach, but was to happy to notise. They stood like that for a long time.

After five years, Zuko had grown strong, and a lot more handsome to. Katara only reached up to his chest now, and her hair was longer and fuller. Katara smiled and looked up, she was able to see a little more now that her eyes had adjusted. She could see Zuko's strong face, and his scar that was almost gone now. Zuko looked down at her and smiled.

"Are you alright? Did they hurt you?" Zuko asked, still gazing in Katara's soft, blue eyes swearing to himself if they did hurt her, he would go murder them.

"No, I'm fine, did they hurt you?" She asked sweetly. She felt safe in his arms, no matter what the situation.

"Just in the back of the head and stomach, nothing serious." He lied, his injuries were very bad, but he was just glad that Katara was safe. He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips,

"I'm just glad your ok." He whispered.

She nuzzled her head in his chest and stood there for a long time. Then her legs grew tired and almost collapsed. She took her hands from behind his head and sat down, Zuko followed.

When he sat down, she rested her head on his shoulders, feeling all of a sudden tired. Zuko wrapped his hands around her waist and nudged closer, soon she fell asleep, and Zuko was not far behind.

Katara woke with a start. Blinding light rushed into the room. Squinting, she saw Jet with three other men standing behind him. Katara's heart raced as they came storming in the room.

"Time to go, boys, get Zuko and put him in the 'special' box." Jet hissed as he stomped over to Katara and jerked her up on her feet.

"No Zuko!" She screamed as Jet harshly jerked on the chains, making her stumble.

"Katara!" Zuko tried to lunge for her, and somehow hurt Jet, but the three men grabbed his arms holding him back. He grunted and pulled with all his might, but he was out numbered, three to one. Sweat broke and his eyes blurred, and he yelled at Jet right before he disappeared around the corner, "Don't hurt her!"

Jet looked back and smirked, "Don't worry, I will!" And with that, he dragged Katara out of sight.

Katara was thrown into another room, but this room was different. It was much brighter, so Katara could actually see where he was going, and it was Jets room. He threw Katara on the bed and jumped on the bed with her. He landed on top of her, and pinned her, with her back on the bed. She squirmed and screamed, but he would not get off of her.

"Katara, be mine." He demanded, his eyes looked over her body.

Katara looked away, "Zuko is the only one who can have me." She looked up into his eyes and spat in his face.

Jet jerked his head back as spit sprinkled over his face, and then he raised his hand up and brought it down on her face with a big smack. She yelped in pain and squeezed her eyes shut from all the pain. In seconds there was a huge blue and black spot that covered her cheek.

Jet got up and paced around the room. Katara sat on the best gingerly touching her cheek. Jet finally made up his mind and stalked over to Katara. He grabbed her by the throat and pushed her against the walls. He smirked as Katara gasped for breath. He released a little, so she could breath and then he kissed her hard.

His lips were stiff and thin, nothing like Zuko's. Katara silently screamed and kicked Jet hard in the leg. He let go and yelled in pain as he held his leg, as if that make the pain go away. She hadn't realized how hard she kicked, until she saw a big spot of blood appear on his pants.

Angry, Jet stormed over to her and smacked her even harder on the same cheek. Katara fell down crying out in pain. She cradled her cheek as tears rolled down them. Jest pulled Katara up and pinned her to the wall with her shoulders. Jet nudged Katara's chin so that she would be looking at her. Her eyes were watery with tears and instantly Jet felt bad for hitting her.

Jet leaned for another kiss again, only softer this time. Katara was already hurt enough, so she didn't resist this time, but she didn't encourage with the kiss. She just stood there while Jet kissed her, and she wasn't kissing him back. Jets hands ruffled through her hair as he continued kissing her. Katara couldn't take it anymore, so she decided to break it up somehow without getting hurt.

"Jet, I'm sorry for kicking you, and your leg looks really bad, just get me a bowl of water so I can heal it for you. And it would be easier is you took the chains off, so I can heal you better" Katara said, trying to sound as sweetly as she could.

Her plan worked, Jet fell for it. He nodded and went into the bathroom and got a bowl of water. His leg was stinging and he would do anything to make the pain stop.

He handed the bowl to Katara and then he took a key out of his pocket, unlocked the chains, and then sat down on the bed, rolling his pants up revealing a deep gash.

Katara bended the water into an orb, but instead of healing his leg, she stepped back, and then threw it at Jets stomach as hard as she could. It hit him with a hard smack and he tumbled backwards, coughing like crazy. Katara ran and tried the door. Locked. Her heart raced as she looked around for a key, and she needed one fast, Jet would recover soon.

She saw no key in sight; it must have been in his pocket! It wasn't long before Jet recovered, and he was angry, angrier at himself than her, he felt foolish that he fell for her trick. Katara stood in a protective stance with a small water orb, that's all she had left to defend herself. Jet smiled weakly, for he was still a little winded and hadn't full recovered. He slowly inched forward, planning to grab Katara.

"Don't come any closer!" Katara screeched, very scared of Jet. She tensed up and held her stance.

Like lighting, Jet struck out and grabbed Katara's hands and twisted them behind her back. The water orb dropped and splashed on the floor as Katara twisted and grunted trying to get away. "I didn't want to do this!" Jet mumbled as he unlocked the door and want out, still holding Katara's hands behind her back.

Jet dragged Katara out of his room and turned to the left, taking Katara with him. Jet smiled evilly as he took Katara to the edge of the tree fort and hung her over the edge. Katara screamed, the only thing keeping her from falling, was Jet's hand.

"Let me go!" She screamed, not wanting to be dropped.

"ok!" Jet said and let go of Katara. Katara screamed as she fell down, down, down and then everything went black.

OK, so thats the end of Chapter one. This chapter may have borded you...