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Original Story done by YinndYang 'Dont Talk to Strangers'
The Killer and the Rapist
Two well armed fire nation guards walk down the hallway of an asylum carrying a bowl. "I really hate this time of the day." The first guard mumbled. "Having to feed this guy gives me the creeps."
"Oh quit complaining. Straight-Jacket is locked up and staying in his cell." The second guard said smugly.
"That name you gave him is sick and I wish you would take this guy more seriously. Killing almost a hundred people is nothing to laugh at." The first guard said nervously.
The two were guards for the mentally ill and dangerous. Straight-Jacket, real name unknown had been a resident for three years. Age estimated to be twenty. No one knows who he is or where he came from. The doctor who tried to treat him had his jaw broken in one swift kick. The reason for him still living is his immense skill. The Fire Lord hoped to tame the killer and use him as a weapon against the Avatar. All attempts have ended in devastating failure.
"Look their is nothing fear. The retard is going to be sitting against the wall and drink soup." Straight-Jacket continually wore a muzzle to keep him quiet at night. Late in the night he continually sang a child's lullaby causing many of the residents to become upset. "Hey Straight-Jacket supper is ready and its your favorite rice soup!" The guard shouted cruelly before opening the door. As the door opened the guard's face turned to horror as the cell was empty. "Alert the guards we have an escape prisoner!" Suddenly two knees grabbed the sides of the soldier's head swiftly turning it breaking the neck. The first guard covered his mouth in horror as a man standing 5'8" with wild black hair and piercing blue eyes landed on the ground staring straight at him. The Guard threw a fire blast that sailed over Straight-Jacket. Another shot forward as the murder moved left, a third was fired as Straight-Jacket moved in right wrapping the sleeve tightly around the guards head. A cold look was forced in his eyes as he pulled the sleeve twisting the guards head completely around making a sick snap. The murder looked at his sleeve realizing how useful it could be. Straight-Jacket, that was what the guard called him thus that would be his new name. Grabbing the guard's spear Straight-Jacket moved forward ready to leave.
Elsewhere
Kane an old man who ran into the Avatar now searches for his best girl Katara. Usually he doesn't get obsessed with girls but Katara was different. Katara was his girl and he would make sure she remembered it. After escaping Kane heard of a water bender in the fire nation and knew it could only be his precious Katara. The rapist had been island hopping as he kept authorities off his trail eventually finding Katara's path. It would only be a matter of time before she was his once more.