The only sound that was heard in the darkened room was the tiny paws of rats scampering across the cold tile floor. Katara had awoken here after she was knocked out from the attack. She tried to remember back to what had happened; it all went by so fast.
The men had jumped on her boat and attacked her. If she had had more notice of this danger, she probably could have avoided it easily, but then she did have some notion. She just didn't follow it. She couldn't understand why these men were deliberately going after her, until she saw their leader. She still didn't fully understand, but she somewhat did now.
The door slowly creaked open. Katara looked up, squinting her eyes from the sudden burst of light. A figure stepped in, blocking the light for a moment. Even though she had not seen this enemy for almost five years, there was no mistaking who it was.
Azula stood firm and taller then when she was back in her teenage years. Her dark hair was definitely longer, pulled back in a messy bun, large strands hanging down. Azula's clothes were not quite as significant as her once royal robes, not a tattered mess either. Her dress was a dark magnificent maroon that went down past her knees and slightly puffed up at the shoulders.
"Did you have enough rest, water peasant?" she sneered, putting one hand on her hip.
Katara looked at the ground, frustrated and avoided the menacing glare of the once fire princess. Azula walked over and crouched down next to the bars containing her prisoner.
"What's the matter? Are you not enjoying the room arrangements I have made for you?"
Katara closed her eyes and moved her head away.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you!" Azula ordered.
Katara stubbornly kept still. "Why should I?" She mumbled, teeth clenched together.
"Because I am of Fire Nation royalty and you are just a water tribe peasant who apparently needs to learn her manners."How did you escape?" Katara angrily asked, now glaring at the other woman.
Azula moved closer. "It helped to have some allies on your side who do not agree with the new Fire Lord's ruling. At least they know who their rightful leader was supposed to be."
Katara spit a big ball of saliva in her face. "A nation will never again be ruled by someone with the likes of you!"
Azula stood up and wiped her face with a cloth given to her by a guard. "We'll see about that!" She snapped.
She faced the guard and ordered, "She is not to have any food for at least a day. That should teach her a lesson." The guard bowed and left the room.
As she was walking out, Azula turned around and evilly smiled at Katara before slamming the door behind her. Katara let her head hang low and closed her eyes as tears trickled down her face.
I promise that it will get better and perhaps somewhat longer. That chapter was a bit short. If you begin to possibly lose interest in this story, please let me know (I hope not!). Otherwise, please continue to enjoy reading and I love to hear reviews!
