Author's Note: This is my first fanfiction. Please let me know what you think! Review, please. :)
This takes place after the take-over of Ba Sing Se. Zuko is evil :) , The gang is "hiding", and Azula is not nice. There must be some sort of price on Aang's head, so I made one with a bounty hunter. I hope you enjoy action-packed fics:)
Hunted
Azula thrummed her fingers on the large red throne. She hated waiting for people. But then, this was an important meeting. Her advisors had told her to hire this man she was meeting. Her failed attempts at capturing the Avatar had brought her to this situation. Azula was seated in the Grand Hall of the Earth Kingdom Palace in Ba-Sing-Se. Her advisors were seated nervously next to her. They had expected this man about twenty minutes ago. He was a bounty hunter.
Just then, the door on the far end of the chamber opened. A heavily armed and armored man walked in with a helmet covering his face. Azula waved lazily to the guards as a stand-down signal. The man walked slowly up the aisle and came to a halt and went in to a casual position. He is either very disrespectful, though Azula, or not of the Fire Nation.
"You are late," her assistant spoke up after a moment.
"Yeah, what of it?" asked the bounty hunter in a challenging way.
"The Fire Nation does not respect tardiness," Azula said angrily.
"Am I here to be scolded or employed?" he said coolly.
"I suppose you are correct," said Azula.
Then her assistants moved forward.
"This," said her assistant, unrolling a scroll with a picture of a bald kid with an arrow on his head, "is your target: the Avatar."
"Well, um, okay," noted the bounty hunter. "So how much do I get paid?"
"Well, we were thinking that, for your efforts, about three hundred gold pieces should do," the assistant replied.
"No, that is an average bender pay. This is the Avatar. Six hundred gold pieces is my price," he said with a hint of anger in his voice.
"You will receive five hundred and no more. I suggest you take it!" Azula snarled.
"Very well," he grunted in response.
"I'm not sure that you are capable of hunting him. You may die before you even touch him. Let's see how you fare in a six-on-one situation," Azula said, snapping her fingers.
Instantly, six guard surrounded him and shot red hot flames from their palms. The hunter leaped, avoiding the inferno below. He jumped unusually high, landing on one bender and took out a one-handed sword.
The bender didn't have time to yell before the hunter dug his blade into the man's back. Avoiding other heating flames and sheathing his sword, he jumped once more, threw out his right arm, took aim, and three knives shot out from his armored wrist, hitting one man's leg, another's arm and killing the third. He landed, twisted to avoid the fire from the last bender and leaped and landed once more. He was a foot from the bender. He could see every bead of sweat on the frightened man's face, then he hit the man in the face with an armored hand. The man went down, unconscious.
Azula clapped slowly and said, "Impressive. Your skills are great. You have done well. You may leave now. My assistants will pay you shortly."
He nodded his armored head, caught a bag of gold containing half of his pay, for now, and turned to leave.
"By the way," Azula called, "what is your name?"
"My name is Zan," he replied, leaving the room.
Bwahaha! Wait for chapter 2. Review. Now.