Ok, so this is my first fan-fiction. Critique it as harsh as you want, it won't bother me. Besides, it'll just make my writing better~

Anyways, here goes my first attempt.

Avatar: Cry for Rebellion

Prologue

A door banged in the darkness. Heavy steps hit the ground, banging against the cold metal floor. A man, probably around the age of forty, strode into the light. He stood tall and held his hands in a tight fist, clenching his anger.

"Why should I not be surprised?" he laughed, but his face still showed seriousness and anger. "You were never the child for obedience, but rebellion. But this.. this has gone to far," he hissed, his eyes blazing with utter fury.

"Commander Zhao.. if I may?" the girl who was sentenced to this room in torture stood facing Zhao, not taking an eye off of him.

"Admiral Zhao," he scolded her, "I guess it has been awhile then." A sudden smile broke upon his face, but quickly left as fast as it came.

She had caught the little smile, "Ah, so you do remember me.." she smiled, "Maybe we can get this done faster then, shall we?"

He raised his eyes a little, "This will be your last time if I don't get a good reason out of you. So, tell me, why did you do it?"

"Oh you know, the basics. I hate the Fire Lord and everything that he tells you to do. I hate the way we have to do your dirty work. I hate how you make me hunt innocent people," she was smiling the whole time, saying every word like a stinging whip.

"You know what is coming to you right? Starting that riot and burning countless military ships was your worst mistake yet. Disobedience is something we like to deal with here," he laughed, then turned around.

"So, what is it this time? My punishment?" she asked as Admiral Zhao strode across the room slowly. He dragged his hand across a desk, picking up something small but longer. It shone against the fire blazing on the wall next to him. Her eyes quickly grew wider, not wanting to return to normal.

He quickly turned his head, eyes seemingly glowing against the darkness. He strode towards her with a new found shadow. "Now how should I punish you this time?" he mocked her, grabbing her shoulder so she couldn't run away this time. "There is no going back.." he smiled pulling out the object he grabbed from the desk.

The girl's heart quickened, "What are you planning to do this time? Chop me up into pieces so I won't tell anyone?"

Zhao smirked, "You've always had a sharp tongue to your mouth. Maybe this will shut you up for now." His knife cut through the cloak she was wearing over top, slicing into her back. The girl bit her lip, keeping from screaming out in pain. "Now, care to put this were your mouth is?" He dragged it towards her side and made a quick slip. "Still not telling me what the last thing you did was?" The knife glinted as it came back and touched her cloak.

She was already breathing heavily from holding in the agonizing screams. "Is that all you got Zhao? The great Admiral Zhao," she smirked and blew a slight fire from her mouth to his face.

"MY FACE!" he stumbled back and held his hand to his scorching face. He dropped the knife and held his hand against a wall, breathing heavily.

The girl quickly jumped forward and grabbed the knife from under Zhao. He opened his eyes to see her picking it up, "You aren't going to get away.. You know that this is your fate!"

"As if! I'll be out of your life in no time Zhao. No more worries right?" she jumped backed a step, turning around quickly.

He chuckled to himself, "You don't know your own nation well enough do you?" Zhao had quickly pulled his fist back then launched it forwards, throwing fire towards the girl.

She fell to the ground, her back felt as if it was on fire but she pushed it aside. After all, she dealt with fire all of the time. She pushed on the ground and slowly got up a little, but was pushed back down.

"Do you really think you can out trick me girl? I have dealt with plenty of people, but you're just like the others that act out," he spat. Zhao pushed his foot into her back harder, making her scream out in pain.

The girl slipped her hand over the knife handle and flipped over in one sudden burst. She thrust it towards Zhao and leaped out from under his foot. She slipped towards the wall and watched as he handled the knife.

Zhao easily moved over a step and laughed, "Is that really all you can do? I didn't even have to try!" he yelled out and his eyes darted to where the girl had been. He looked frantically around the room, scanning every little detail possible. "WHERE DID YOU GO!" he screamed out in anger, looking straight forward.

There was a hole in the wall, still flaming from her escape. It was only small enough for the girl to pass through. Zhao ran over to the hole and looked outside of it. A shadow flickered in the moonlight, already bounds away from the palace. "This isn't over yet.. Rye."