Prologue

She woke but the pain made her wish she could find sleep again. She tried to bring her hand to her head but found that her hands have been tied. Her back ached, the left side of her face seemed swollen and she seemed to not be able to remember the events that brought her into this predicament.

She tried to stay awake but the pain was too much and she succumbed to sleep once more. Her dreams haunted her with tales of loss in battle and much fear. There were many faces but she couldn't remember any. Couldn't remember names, places or even who she was. She let the dreams take her over and she watched the dreams, as a forced bystander them, in horror.

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He waited for his chance to escape and found it as the changing of the guards took place. No one could keep him locked up. He easily broke out from the rusted door and tore down the prisoners hallway. He stayed hidden in the shadows and smirked at his own cunning. He was about to make a break for the door leading out to freedom when he heard a girl's groan from another cell. He paused.

Later he would regret pausing and the decisions he made there after.

He turned and saw in the cell behind him the limp body of the Avatar's comrade. She was pale even though her skin was a natural olive and her usually bright blue water tribe clothes were dirty and torn. She was chained to the wall and suffering tremendously even as she slept. He felt a pang of guilt and pity for the girl in Azula's clutches. He knew how ruthless and brash she could be and only had a moment to decide what he wanted to do. In the end he sighed briefly and destroyed, for the second time, another rusty door. The chains were mildly harder to bust through but eventually he was able to remove the small framed girl from the cage. He was surprised at how light she was but he had guessed that malnutrition was somewhat to blame. She didn't stir even once as he picked her up and carried her away from her impaling nightmares.

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed it thus far. Hope to be writing more very soon. Please leave me reviews whether good or bad! Insomnia means I write a lot. lol, thanks!