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A/N: This takes place between seasons 2 and 3 sorta, like Aang's already woken up, but they haven't even made it remotely close to the fire nation or anything like that.
I Can't Change the Past
"Okay guys, I'm going to go to town and buy some supplies." Katara stood up, and moved toward the ship exit, and ultimately the town.
"You know that you can't it's too dangerous!" Sokka interrupted.
"Well what do you suggest we eat? The SHIP? 'Cause that's all we have left!" Katara didn't feel like arguing but Sokka was being ridiculous.
"She's right.." Aang, who had seldom spoken in the past few days, finally spoke. They were all stunned into silence for a few moments.
"I'm with twinkletoes on this one snoozles." Toph, slumped down a little, she obviously didn't like the idea of Katara going into town either.
"Fine well, we need food, so you know what. Good bye." Katara walked off the ship without further interruption, not that anyone could have stopped her...
Katara trotted into town and recounted the list she had made of things they were short on. Heading over to the nearest vendor, she purchased an assortment of food including fruit, bread, and other sorts of food. As she conduced her businesses she failed to notice the figure standing just out of sight.
"She's the one. Take her, but do it quietly." It wasn't a request, but a command.
Katara was barely started on her shopping list, which was fairly extensive, when she noticed a figure in dark robes following her. Staying clam she stopped at a vendor, without paying much attention to their wares. There was another one, and another one. They were everywhere. And they were following her, she knew it. She quietly slipped back into the jumble of people.
She wove in and out of a number of clumps of people and many carts, only to stop to buy cabbages. The merchant looked eerily familiar... She couldn't see the figures any more so she turned down an ally in hopes of losing them completely. There was a quite whooshing noise, and she only turned around in time to see a flash of silver. There was a sharp pain in her arm. It was not a fatal wound, but there was some sticky purple liquid seeping out of the wound. Poison, no, sleeping poison. She would not die, from this anyway.
Katara fought to maintain consciousness, but only could handle it long enough to see two familiar faces peer down at her. Mai and Ty Lee, but that could only mean... the last thing she saw was Azula's smirk curling over her lips. Then there was black, everything was black.
A/N: Review! Please! Yay for sleeping goop!