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Looking over at her I could see the confusion and fear in her eyes. They were starting to tear up. Bee just give me a moment to explain before jumping to conclusions. Sitting down I looked at her only barley noticing that jet was now in the room looking at us both like we were crazy. "Longshot! Bee! What's going on which one of you is hu-" He stopped short looking at what was barley visible through my thick black hair. Looking at both of them straight in the eyes first Bee then jet, Look both of you sit down we need to talk. I looked up quietly, "And I mean talk…." And sat down taking one deep breath and plunging into the terrible web of events that had ended me in such a terrible situation.
It was eighty years ago…I think, it's been so long. There was a very small village on the outskirts of early Ba Sing Se, where I used to live quietly with my mother and father. I was due for a little brother or sister in two months, or at least that's what my mother had told me. My father had been teaching me archery since I was quit young, maybe 6, I was 15 now. And very good, my father had often said I would have been able to compete with the head archers if the war hadn't been going on. Sad thing is he never got to watch me grow up and get even better.
One evening very close to the birth of my younger sibling, my father and I were practicing when we heard a lot of noise coming from the village. Running as fast as we could to make sure my mother was ok, we arrived to see a very large group of fire nation soldiers destroying everything my family, friends, the elders, and I had spent our entire lives. I stood taking in ever flickering flame, burning body, and bloody child. In reality I only maybe stood there for three or four seconds but to me…it seemed like a thousand years. Hearing my mothers scream, my head snapped up and in the direction it came from my father was laying under a pile of rubble, clearly dying. I could even tell his body was crushed, and blood was dripping out of his mouth. I ran over to him, looking at his bow still clutched as hard as he could in his hand, so hard is knuckles were turning white.
"Ty, take my bow keep it with you, find your mother keep her safe and get out of her. If not you'll be trapped here in hell like me and everyone else." Looking into his eyes I saw the light from him begging to fade. He was leaving me and quickly. I didn't have time to think about it right now I knew I was going to miss him and grieve him, but not now not when my mother was somewhere still alive and needing my protection. I looked him in the eyes looking at the last bit of life left in him, I love you. May you always be in peace as you rest. Without a second look back I toke off running keeping my mouth shut tight and my eyes as dry as I could. I would NEVER let these sick fucks see how bad they had really hurt me.
Following her screams I ran till I found her being held by the throat against a wall. He turned around to look at me. "Look what we have here a lost little brat, is this your mommy?" I couldn't help but show some emotion in my eyes from what he said and that was enough for him. He drew his dagger and plunged it deep into the dead center of her stomach, where my baby sibling had currently been residing. He heard her scream but it was too late, the sound of her in so much agony shook me to my very core it was the kind of scream that told me it was over. For a split second we caught each others eyes and I looked at her as the life literally drained out of her. "Run my son get away from here and protect yourself." I couldn't help but open my mouth; I mean could you have kept quiet? "NO I WONT LEAVE YOU HERE WITH THEM. I WONT LEAVE YOU TO DIE YOUR ALL I HAVE." The solider but on a sick twisted smile and looked at me. "Oh really she is?" drawing his dagger again I only barley saw him over my shoulder slitting her throat as my feet reacted for me and I was running. My out burst had fully sealed her fate. I wasn't going to let them see another one like that for as long as I lived.
Running as fast as I could I was still able to hear them behind me. I gripped my fathers bow in my hand, holding onto it with everything I had. Besides my memory it was all I had left of him. That's when I felt it, a sharp pain stinging in my head. Looking down I realized I was falling everything seemed to be happening in slow motion. I felt another sharp pain to my left shoulder, looking over I could see it was a burning hot hand of a fire bender. I could feel it burning deep into my flesh. When the third blow came to my side I barley even felt it, I was too close to unconsciousness. I couldn't make out what they were saying only that they were laughing about something, and their voices were fading which means all the damage was done and they were leaving, leaving the village in the ruins it was in now, and leaving me here near the wood lines to die alone. Struggling I lifted my right arm up to feel why my head hurt so badly and why my hair began to feel so wet. A hole. A large jagged hole had been struck to my head which is why I couldn't process any though and why I could feel myself fading from my body. It was over for me. I could feel a few hot tear stinging the side of my face. The last ones that would ever fall down my face.
I knew much time hadn't passed but to me it felt like hours, or maybe even days. When I rolled my head over to the side gently, I could see something there, or was I just hallucinating? I could see a black figure, with a blue face standing there. It had glowing red eyes with long sharp horns, large fangs were jutting out of it top and bottom jaw. "Hello there young one, you look like you're in trouble." Its voice was low and smooth almost like a purr, yet it gave me pure chills up and down my spin. All I could manage was the smallest node in his direction. "I bet you'd love to take revenge on what those men have done to your village, you…and your family." I was intrigued by what he was saying but I couldn't focus on it, I was dying, leaving my body. "I can tell if I don't make this quick we will not have the time we will need to make the transaction, young one I am an oni. A walking spirit of the night. I do not posses a body of my own, only this forum. I need a vessel. One that will allow me to work as I need. I will not take your full will away from you, only when I need to do something, kill someone or just have fun. As long as you follow my instructions on how we would need to live, your body will stay as it is now. The only difference is the blood in your body now will slowly turn black as it will die, along with the rest of you, keep the wounds you have been dealt now and they will not fester. But they will never close. I can keep you alive as long as we are together you will never age, you will stay young forever. You will have to eat the flesh of human and drink the blood of other. Other than that you will have nothing more to do but live your life. What do you say; will you save your life?"
I looked at him only thinking of my family who were no longer with me and the men who had taken them. And I nodded my head to him. He could have me. He could save me. I heard him utter a low chuckle and then felt a sharp stinging pain unlike anything I bad ever felt and the figure was no longer next to me. The pain and cracking I was feeling and hearing was unreal. Every bone in my body felt like it was breaking. Every vain in me felt like it was freezing. My flesh felt as though it was being burned, yet I couldn't scream. When I opened my mouth nothing came out. After maybe an hour of this pain it all stopped. I no longer hurt anywhere even the fresh wounds I had been given by the fire benders who had left me, my body no longer felt tired I felt fine as though I had never been hurt. But now my mind was able to process all the oni had told me. I had to drink and eat that of another. This would not be a problem for me right now; all I could think about was taking out those other men. But only after all the souls at my village had been laid to proper rest, including my parents.
Now that I had taken care of the bodies, I reached up to feel my head. The blood had dried in my hair matting it to my head and as the oni had said, the hole was still there. I had been wandering for several hours with nothing but my fathers bow and quiver, when I heard voices and saw a flickering fire. I recognized one of the men, the one who killed my mother and sibling in cold blood. That's ok I planned to do the same to them. I laid in wait in the bushed for another two hours before they were done drinking the sake and went to bed. Sneaking quietly with the skill I had been though I reached his tent quickly and used one of my sharp tipped arrows to slit his throat. He was dying but could not scream. I looked into his eyes and could tell by the horror in them he recognized me and wondered how I was alive to be doing this to him. After I saw him take his last breath anger toke over and I couldn't help but se the arrow to hurt the body, gouging the eyes, stabbing it over and over.
After I was done and covered in blood I stood to leave, when a voice in my head not my own told me I should take out the rest and get my preserves for late. Without realizing it I was moving from tent to tent quickly killing off every last one of them. My body was moving but it wasn't me controlling it. I heard the voice again, now watch closely. Finding a few canteens and buckets, I began to drag the bodies to a few near by trees. I didn't even know I had the strength to do such a thing. My hands continued to work on their own string them up, placing the bucket under the body and draining each one of blood. Then, finding a dagger the oni in me began to show me how to skin the bodies and dry the meat. It toke quit a few hours since it was such a large harvest. I was told that it would not always take this long most nights of o feed regularly I would only have to kill one and it would be quick and the meat and blood would last me a few days.
I was covered head to toe in blood and went to bathe in the near by river while the meat finished drying. I began to realize what I had actually done and what this meant I was going to have to do when I got back. For years I wondered helping small towns as much as I could. Using bandages to cover my side wound and my shoulder, and a hat to cover the hole in my head. No one thought anything of it. I only picked off fire nation solders, so no one really went missing. Centuries later I found a reason to keep the oni in me. To keep lying and keep killing. The reason was a small helpless girl who turned out to be a skilled fighter. One who had like me lost her family and was all alone. A girl I knew I was in love with from the moment I saw her. Her name was Smellerbee as far as she had told me. And only a few months later found a boy who helped me rebuild a new life and family. I became a freedom fighter and was happy. My new life had started.
Looking up I saw the Jet and Bee were stunned they didn't know what to think or say. I was afraid I was going to lose my reason for staying alive.