One Hundred Days
Rating M (R)
Day 1


The pounding, pulsing pain in his head seemed to block out the rough motion the rest of his body was being subjected to.

The beating would have been a tad bit more bearable if they had kicked his head into the iron wall before it and not after. He moaned softly as he was dragged, two guards pulling him by the arms very roughly.

The pain barely subsided, but he could now comprehend that his face was wet, and it wasn't water with which it was wet with. The pain in his head started to concentrate in an area above his right eye, and he made a conjecture that he was bleeding from a wound there.

Someone had told him that head injuries bleed profusely.

He was thrown to the cold iron floor.

He didn't need to be told that. He already knew.

The iron was rough against his chest. At some point his armor was taken from him, he was stripped down to his grey pants and boots. They probably took the armor off before they started to beat him senseless.

Another moan, a shooting pain from his bruised ribs. He tried to catch the breath that was just stolen from him.

He opened his golden eyes softly, for he did not have the strength to do otherwise. A blurred vision began to formulate around him.

A cell, complete with rusted iron bars and a porthole to the outside. That's what he's been presented with.

Shadows crept along the floor, but he neither cared nor had any resolve to completely understand what was going on.

His eyes slowly regained focus.

There were shadows that looked remarkably human-shaped in the corner. The moonlight passing outside shone softly on the figure, a heap perfectly still in the corner.

It was that girl, you know, the girl. That girl. The one with the pirates. The one with the Avatar.

That girl.

He could see two orbs of blue staring back at him, but his vision clouded up. Turning his head the other direction, he gave a strangled cry of pain, and promptly passed out.


Author's Note: If you haven't noticed, this is a drabble-esque fic that takes place during season one. It's been a while since I've done anything, but now the rush of season three upon us has reawakened my interest. I'll try to update my other much-ignored stories as well.

Reviews are much appreciated.

Arcadiana
November 18, 2007