3:33am not that anyone really had any way of telling in the woods. It was just my internal clock. It told me when I needed to come and do…well what I always have to do during the night. Restock. I hated lying to them. Four years it has been since I came to know these people as my only family since I lost mine in pillage to the fire nation. Sliding my knife up and down sickly slick skin. They had no idea what I did with the soldiers that we toke down, just that I was the one who usually got rid of the body. No one could see. Especially not her. She could never see what I did out here alone…in the cover of the night sky. When I filled the canteen I kept around my waist. The one I drank from for the problem my family believed I had. The iron deficiency and the low salt in my body that caused me to drink from my canteen when no one else could see what was in it or sip from it.
Coming out here to refill the velvet pouch that hung from my waist with the dried meat in it I needed to eat while the other ate berries meat and nuts. I finished sliding my knife up and down slowly and steadily. My hands knowing directly where to go. Looking down I saw the slick red flesh, every tendon and muscle showing…still pulsing. The eyes still rolling to look at me…the face of its killer. The dark holes that were currently my eyes…the jagged teeth that were in the smile drawn thickly a crossed my face. This was me…I was looking at it in the moonlight reflection of the very foggy eyes still staring at me. The pulsing caused more blood to every now and then spill a little more onto my hands. Instinctively I pulled my hand to my mouth running my tongue the full length from my wrist to the end of my middle finger loving the thick metallic salty taste it left behind in my mouth.
I let out a low groan at the taste before slipping the hook deep into the tailbone at the end of the spine. After sliding the hook over half way through the body I tied the rope to the end of the hook and began to pull yanking it far up the tree. I tied it up to the tree trunk and left it hanging while I fetched the bucket. Putting the bucket directly under the skull I looked back again into the face of the low life solider. He had tried…tried to touch her. He didn't know she was mine though…or would be…soon enough. He had no idea how mad this made me…to know someone tried to hurt her.
Without saying a word as usually I went around to the back of the body running a hand over the still pulsing veins causing the body to writhe in pain squirming and trying to scream the best it could. I picked up the dagger and cut thickly into the soft flesh along the spine. After my cut was all the way down and the blood was starting to spill I reached my hands deep inside the body putting one on either rib. With no trouble at all I ripped the rib cage apart from the spine causing even more screaming which sent shivers up my spin making me let out a low growling moan. After the ribs had been separated I reached back in grabbing both lungs one in each palm and pulling the outside the body. Feeling them still try to inflate in my hands trying to grasp onto any bit of air or life that might be graspable I let the rest against the red flesh of the skinned body watching them struggle to get air. The body made a few jerking motions gasping…writhing...and to my excitement…dying. I watched as I laid one hand on his left lung feeling it shrivel to nothing as the sick bastard toke his last breath of air he'd ever have. Seeing my face was the last thing he'd ever remember.
Feeling proud and satisfied with my handy work I got down to peeling inch by inch of flesh of the bleach white bones. Drying the meat and collecting the blood I smiled looking at the harvest of the night. Not only was it fresh and fire nation it was one who tried to hurt my Bee. So making him pay brought all the more pleasure to my mind. Shuttering in pleasure I throw the bones in the near by river and grabbed my canteens fully filled and my pouch fully stocked. Going back to my pallet in the tree tops I knew I was going to sleep good tonight.
Yawning and stretching I pulled my cloths on lazily grabbing my bow and arrows attaching them to their rightful place on my back. Attaching my canteen and pouch to my waist I decided to go join the others for breakfast, even though I didn't eat like the rest of them.