Don't Own
The Order
Silent as a shadow the figure moved across the rooftop maze that was Ba Sing Se, it has been two weeks since the Fire Nation take over. Tomorrow marked the day that Princess Azula and the rest of the royal family would be returning home, with the palace busy making preparations the guards would be distracted. Still concealed in darkness he jumped down from the roof and landed on top of a guard outside the gate and dispatched him before he could react, however he did managed to let out a groan.
"Who's there?" another guard said as came up to the scene, he raised his lantern and the figure was revealed. The figure was revealed to be a man dressed in a black hooded cloak that could blend with the darkness seamlessly; black leather armor adorned his body along with strange gloves that gave the appearance of claws. The man looked up at the guard, his face obscured by a black demon mask with ivory fangs and red eyes that glowed as the light of the lantern hit them. "The Twilight Demon!" the guard exclaimed. But before he could raise more alarm the demon lunged at him, and with an open palmed strike to the chest, the man fell unconscious, the imprint of a clawed hand burned on his chest.
"Sleep tight." Said the demon his voice distorted by the mask. With the guards at the gates taken care of he proceeded to slip further into the palace grounds, silent and unseen he focused his chi into his hands and feet he scaled the sheer walls of the palace. As he climbed he looked into the windows, patrols of Dai Li on their rounds, but the demon was not worried for if all went well they would never know he was here; and if they went bad he had them out matched. Reaching a balcony he climbed onto the ledge and walked in the lavish bedroom; his target asleep curled up asleep in her bed. He unsheathed his kukri, its blade gleaming in the moonlight. Closer and closer he inched towards the bed; with one swift cut the tide of the war would turn. He reached the bed and pulled back the curtain that hung around the bed; in an instance chains flew from the sleeves of the Dai Li agent who had been hiding on the bed instead of his target and bound his wrists.
"Sorry demon, but your princess in another castle." Said a voice off to the side, the demon looked towards the man.
"Long Feng, so it appears Princess Azula hasn't stripped you of all your power."
"I have been left in charge while she is away, she left only an hour ago. You see demon we received word of your attempt on our Lady's life this morning, so we set this trap for you, you've killed you're last soldier demon."
"Do you think you think your mortal bonds can hold me, Long Feng?" the demon said in a deep menacing voice, smoke began to billow from the mouth of the mask. The agent looked unnerved.
"Don't fall for his tricks."
"This is no trick Long Feng." The smoke increased obscuring everything in the room, the sounds of the chain being snapped and the Dai Li agent gasping in shock were quickly silenced in a gurgled cry. Long Feng felt a hand land on his shoulder but before he could move a jolt of electricity surged through him seizing his muscles and stopping his movements. He felt the demon's kukri pushed against his throat. "Tell me is this a trick Long Feng?"
"You don't fool me demon I was briefed about you, you're nothing more than a man whose been trained to utilize bending in a way specialized for stealth and assassination, the smokescreen the shock you gave me, I guess that makes you a Firebender." Long Feng winced as the demon's hand tightened its grip on his shoulder and began to heat up searing his skin.
"Who told you!" the demon said the eyes of the mask glowing.
"Why should I tell you." Another jolt of electricity surged through him.
"Tell me and you will not die a painful death." The heat from his hand increased to the point that Long Feng's robe began to smolder.
"A man by the name of Kouseki." Another jolt ran through him stronger than before and his body was now numb.
"As I promised Long Feng you can no longer feel anything, so this will be painless." With merciless precision the kukri's blade bit into Long Feng's throat spilling his life's blood. And then just as silent as he came the demon slipped out the window and back into the night.
Well to those who read my past avatar story Shadows this is sort of a darker rewrite, I was inspired by the finale which was epic. So should I continue or end it here.