Detroit MI
July 11th, 2009
I was only 24 when hell literally froze over. She was a girl, at the age of 23, arrived fresh from Ba Sing Se, on a city-wide tour tour of Detroit and Washington D.C. I was there at Detroit Metro Airport, for I was the 747 pilot who flew her here. Little did I know, it was only the beginning of a very short spat of conquering; a ticket to slavery. She wore a red Fire Nation Military outfit, which really was a dress, which also looked stunning on her. This girl wasn't only clever and cunning; she was gorgeous. Her skin was as dark melting caramel, her hair was an evened chestnut color, as well as unsurprisingly long. She was as physically powerful as rough tides of the ocean and she was tranquil as motionless water. Her heartbeats were as if little raindrops sinking in the ground. The thing that was most unique about her was her eyes. They were as blue and light as the peaceful sky. Most girls who either immigrated to Detroit from Ba Sing Se, or those who were here to visit, had gloomy eyes as, but she was unlike. If beauty could kill, the whole damn airport, employees and passengers alike,would be dead.
She appeared intent on something; something I just couldn't put my finger on. I could see it in her eyes, narrow slits, as if she despised us. There was something sinister about this girl. Something evil.
Whispers were going around the crowd; her name, it was common here in the United States. But in the far east, no. Her name Katara meant little to me. It was a 94-degree day in the City of Detroit and so Katara was driven to Downtown Detroit, where she immediately bypassed Hart Plaza and went directly to the Detroit River. Everyone stared as she waved her hand in an arc. And the Detroit River instantly froze, with a sound no one has ever heard, and one that no one will ever forget. The huge crowd, frightened by the sight, shrank back. Katara turned to the crowd and smiled. Let's not forget; It was a 94-degree day.
Washington D.C., 2009
The White House; President George W. Bush's home and palace, soon to be crushed by an advancing army of evil. Intentionally invited to the White house as a guest, Katara and the president posed for pictures, while unbeknownst to Bush, he was being undermined as well as staked out. That evening, when the Guest Dinner was over, Katara and her Secret Service Posse retired to the Sheraton for the night. The rest of her servants arrived just in time for her debreifing. Once in the conference hall of the hotel, Katara put her plan into action, and standing in front of a map of Washington D.C., she began in a soft, but firm, strong and clear voice.
"Over here, is the White House; due south is the Pentagon. We must take out the Pentagon, as to disable the military might with precision. That should make it easier for me to infiltrate, then crumble the government right under their noses. Once we have them in our clutches, we will begin construction of several internment camps for the civilian servants, Fort Detroit being the largest of one of the several to one dozen camps and forts we will build. Starting tomorrow, I will force the resignation of George W. Bush, then eliminate these so called candidates running for the next president, two of them very high profile. Tonight, i want you to locate and eliminate senators Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama. Once that's done, I will find John McCain, and kill him myself. The rest of those presidential fools can be rounded up and imprisoned. This is the plan that i intend to take if the United States is to fall. That is all. You are dismissed."
That night, before she went to bed, Katara left the Sheraton Hotel, and just as she did in Detroit, froze the Potomac river solid.