Hooks and Whips
Chapter 1
"A Chance Encounter"
For all of the Junet people out there, who don't have a good fanfiction written for them.
"I need you to find someone."
"Who?"
"Someone...well...he's important."
"Pay me well and we'll have a deal."
"Good."
"Jet!"
I shock my eyes open for what seemed to be the first time in a while. Leaves were the first thing my eyes took in.
"Jet!"
I felt something shake my shoulders and my head turned to see a frizzy haired girl stare into my eyes. I smiled and played it cool,
"Oh, hey Smells, long time no see."
"No kidding Jet, you were out for three weeks!"
"That long huh?" I slid my feet closer to my torso, raising my knees in the air.
"Oh no you don't. You've got to lay down longer."
"Pah pleeease, I've been lying down for three weeks. I need a stretch."
"No, Jet I won't allow it."
"Then maybe you forgot who is in charge here! Now, let me up!" I snapped at the girl, the outrage causing tears to well in her eyes.
"Sorry, Jet, I just don't want to lose you again."
"Jeez, Smellerbee, what happened to you." I stared into her eyes, with a growing sense of concern, it wasn't like Smellerbee to be concerned.
"Jet, I thought I would never hear your voice again."
"Well, you're hearing it now. I'm fine, really."
"Okay. Whatever you say Jet."
I got up, and my view changed from Smellerbee's face, to the tree hideout. Zip lines ropes, connected the multi-tiered structures. The many zip lines were being used to transport of Freedom Fighters to the different sections of the fort. I rose to my feet and I shook and wobbled, my legs growing weak under me. I gained my balance, and stepped forth to resume my command of the Freedom Fighters.
"Good to see you up and roaring Jet." a boy said while zip lining past.
"Glad you're up Jet, we have some problems."
"What is it Watson?" I replied.
"I've heard reports from several scouts that someone on some giant beast, is in the woods." Watson said.
"Well, Watson, that doesn't seem to be a problem."
"She has your headband, and every once in a while she'll hold the band to the beast's nose. I think she is tracking you down. But how would she get your headband? That's the tricky part."
"Elementary, my dear Watson, who used to be in the Freedom Fighters, and then left, in about three weeks?"
"Arnold, Sir.
"Hmm, we seem to have a Benedict Arnold on out hands Watson." I said.
"Nice joke sir, but that woman, she seems professional."
"I'm sure I can handle some petty woman."
A klaxon wailed in the fort, telling everyone to prepare for combat.
"That," Watson pointed up at the noise, "must be for our 'pretty woman'."
"I said, 'petty woman' not 'pretty woman' you idiot." I yelled over the klaxon.
"Right sorry, boss." Watson said as he covered his ears.
From the brush that surrounded that fort, appeared a woman. Clad in black, and her hair pulled into a pony tail which was fastened by a skull bracer. In one hand she held a long, leather whip, and the other hand Jet's headband. The beast she was on, looked up, and she leapt off her mount and called,
"Jet, I've come to bring you in!" her voice wasn't heard, but Jet say her mouth move.
"Turn the damn thing off!" Jet ordered, and the klaxon ceased to exist, and he continued,
"What do you want!"
"I want Jet!" she yelled.
"Well, I'm sure he would want you too." I yelled back.
"Pah please! He's headband reeks!"
"I smell?" I asked Watson, which he replied with a shrug.
"Well, where is he?" she asked.
"One second, you impatient broad." I said and I slid down the rope that lead to the ground. The decent took a good ten seconds, and I prepared for a fight, as this woman clearly wanted to capture me. I know my Freedom Fighters would give this woman a run for her money, is she ever tried. I landed about twenty feet from her, and I got a better look at her. She was about an inch shorter than me, but she was older than me. She looked strong and confident. Her posture was straight, and her black eyes gave me a glassy glare. I shifted my weight on my feet from nervousness.
"Well, I assume you are Jet."
"You know may name, what's yours?"
"Sorry. I don't give away that to strangers, so now if you would be kind and get on Nyla." and she pointed to her beast of an animal.
"Sorry, I don't get on strange animals with even stranger riders." I raised my hands in defense.
"Well, maybe we should get acquainted."
"Fine, what's your name?"
"June. Now, that we know each other, will you now get on Nyla?"
"Ehh, sure."
I stepped closer, and 'Nyla' growled at me, but June was close to chastise that beast with a crack of her whip. I struggled to mount the beast's back, while June athletically flipped onto her mount, and offered her hand.
"It's hard for first timers." June said, as I grabbed her hand, and she pulled me onto Nyla's back.
"No kidding. You seem to be an old timer at this." I teased.
"If you are referring to my age, I'll have you know that I'm nine-teen." June said.
"Well, that makes you older than me."
"How old are you?" June asked.
"Six-teen."
"You're kidding..." June sounded flustered.
"Nope, why?"
"I just pegged you to be older, and you look older. That's all."
I glanced to my left and saw tree trunks fly by. I looked down and saw that this, 'Nyla', was pretty fast. I looked down at the back of June, and saw her hips swing back and forth to the rhythm of Nyla's riding. To say that I didn't find this somewhat attractive and sexual, would be a lie. I felt my body to slip off, and pretty soon, I was flipping over myself, rolling on the ground behind Nyla and June. June pulled up on her reins, and did a U-turn. She stopped before me and again offered her hand. I gladly accepted the offer, and I was hoisted back on top of Nyla.
"So you don't fall off again, you can put your arms around my waist." June said.
"Wouldn't that be improper for a man to hold you like that?"
"Trust me honey, you wouldn't be the first to try, but unlike them I won't kill you."
"Oh wow, thanks. That makes me feel all the better."
I again felt myself slip, but being the man I am, I refused to hold onto June, and this resulted in me crashing off Nyla and hitting the ground. Again, June pulled up next to me, and hoisted me onto Nyla.
"Here, so you don't fall off." and June took my arms, and literally wrapped them around her.
"No, it would be rude for to touch you like that." and I pulled my arms away from her curves.
"Seriously, Jet, man up and put your hands on me!" June said and blushed.
"Omm, that's not sexual." I sarcastically replied.
"Shut up and just hold on."
I gingerly grasped her hips, trying to have the least amount of physical contact with her body. Also, I think one of my arms is broken from the multiple falls I have received today.
"I think one of my arms are broken." I said to June.
"Which one, right or left?"
"Left, like it matters."
"Oh, it does. My client wants you to be in perfect health when I return him to you. We'll have to wait until your arm heals."
"Oh, in that case they are both broken."
June pulled up on the reins, rearing Nyla to a stop. She jumped out of my light grasp, and landed with grace on the ground. I followed suit, and landed on my feet, which was better than falling off. She punched my left arm, and I was knocked backwards.
"Well, you didn't cry, so both of your arms aren't broken, now let my punch the other." June threatened.
"No no no. The right one is really broken, no joke."
"Then take of you shirt so I can see your arm."
"Why are you so quick to take me out of my clothes?" I teased.
"Please, the last thing I want to see is a jungle boy, naked." and she rolled her eyes.
"Haha, I think you'll be pleased with what you'll see."
"Do you want me to help you with your arm or not?"
"Well, since it's broken, I can't really move it with out it hurting."
"So what do you want me to do?" she asked.
"Pull off my shirt."
"You're joking." and her glazed turned to a death beam, searing through my skull.
"Trust me I don't joke about this kind of stuff." I said with earnest in my voice.
"Fine." and she walked up to me, swinging her hips back and forth. Her hips made a make-shift metronome and I was hypnotized.
"My eyes are up here, Jet." and she put her hand under my chin, closing my slack jaw and forcing my eyes to met hers. She smiled and her hands twiddled at my belt line. She un-tucked my half-tucked shirt, and pulled it up half-way. She grabbed my right arm, and hoisted it up, and I raised my left arm, and she finished taking off my shirt, somewhat slowly. She stopped when the shirt covered my face, revealing my whole chest, and with her free hand she idle drew circles on my abdomen.
"Wow, you weren't joking when you said, 'I think will be surprised with what you see.'."
"Thanks. June?"
"Yes, Jet." she said in astonishment.
"Can you please take my shirt off, you can stare all you want after."
"Right."
She took the rest of my shirt off, and when I could finally see something other than my shirt, I saw June smile.
"You don't seem to be the type to smile." I said.
"You didn't seem to be the type to have some nice looking abs. What's your secret?"
"Why? You got some fat to trim off?"
"Don't you say that again, if you value you life. But seriously what's your secret?"
"I lived half of my life in the trees. Climbing and swinging from branch is a great workout."
"To be such an acclaimed climber, you a very clumsy."
"I've been a coma for three weeks, I just woke up today. Give me a break, June."
"Well, excuse me!"
"You're excused."
"We'll make camp here for the night."
"The night! How far away is out destination?"
"Another two day's ride."
"What? Two days!" I exclaimed.
"Yep, I'm glad you can still hear."
"Screw this, I'm leaving."
"Nyla." and June cracked her whip, commanding the beast to lash it's tongue out at me. It pricked me, and I was immobile. I fell face first into the dirt, and I was dragged two steps, which was how many I took before I was frozen.
"Why did you call me a 'broad' earlier today?"
"Look at how you are dressed!" luckily my voice still worked.
"What's wrong with how I dress, boy?"
"Just a little revealing, don't you think."
"Omm no not all. The dress only shows my shoulders. Everything else is covered."
"Well, then I guess it was just because I thought you got around then!" I yelled, frustrated that I couldn't move.
"Got around! Haha, oh little boy. Do I look like a lot of men try to catch me?"
"No," and June raised her fist, "but it looks like you do most of the catching!" I tried to defend myself.
"Awww, I'm not flattered." and she punched my right, broken arm. I screamed in pain, and I gasped for breath.
"Oh, right, I'll go make that sling for you. Don't go anywhere."
"Oh, I plan on staying right where I am, and enjoy the view of the ground."
June strutted off, and went to a pack on Nyla, and dug out some string and some leather. She tied the string through the leather, and came back to my body. She put the sling around my arm, and she sat my up on my butt, but I soon fell over with the back of my head hitting the ground.
"Well, at least my view changed." I joked.
"The venom should wear off soon, in the meantime I'll make some dinner."
"You do that."
"Is that a sexist comment I hear?" June teased.
"Oh no. It's just I'm a horrible cook."
"Well, then I guess I should stop trying to impress you."
"You were trying?"
"Not at all."
I shut up at this point in the conversation, as it was taking an awkward turn. June went silent and boiled up some water. Nyla laid down on the outskirt of camp, as to not take up some much room. On the other side of the fire from Nyla was two tents, that I put up after I could move again. The dinner was soup and tea. My thoughts turned back to the Freedom Fighters. I doubt they followed us, as Nyla's speed was unmatched. The distance we covered in one afternoon, must be staggering, and that the place we are heading towards must be really far off to be a two days ride.
"What are you thinking about?" June asked.
"My gang."
"So is this a criminal gang?"
"It's a gang against the Fire Nation."
"Oh, well. Good luck with that." and she took a sip of her tea.
"Thank you?" I said with skepticism in my voice.
"Oh, you are welcome."
There was an awkward pause, that was broken by Nyla snoring.
"What type of animal is that?" I asked.
"A Shirshu."
"Oh wow! I've heard a lot of stories about them!"
"You know about Shirshues?"
"Well, I do live in the woods, remember?"
"Right, but that doesn't mean you should know about Shurshues."
"I've run into a couple of Shirshues in my time."
"Really, that must have been fun."
"Yes, well I didn't know they were called that, until Smellerbee told me about them."
"Smellerbee?"
"A girl in my gang."
"Do you like this girl?" June teased, her index finger tracing the top of her cup.
"No, not romantically, but she does."
"Haha, I don't blame her!"
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, nothing."
"Right."
My mind then went back to before I was in a coma. The thoughts drifted back and forth from the Avatar and Katara.
"So...Jet...where are you from?"
"The forest, duh."
"I mean before the forest."
"My village, then it was burned down by the Fire Nation."
"Is that why you are against the Fire Nation?"
"Yes."
"Well, I'm sorry to hear about your village."
"Yeah, coming from the lady who kidnapped me."
"Hey, you came under your own will. Which reminds me, why didn't you fight back?"
"I'm finding myself asking the same question, I guess call it fate."
"So fate made you do this?"
"No you did, fate made me not fight."
"Okay. What about your parents?"
"Died in the fire."
"Again, I'm sorry."
"Oh, what do you care."
I didn't wait to hear her response. I quickly fell asleep, and dreamed nothing.
This was typed up for a group on DeviantArt. It's a splice of Jet and June, called Junet. I like Jet, so i thought i would write some fanfiction, to help the Junet fans out there, and also the Jet fans. More for this story later.
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