Disclaimer: This is a more graphic, not for the weak hearted escape scene!
There was a dripping noise coming from the top of Azula's cell that was beginning to annoying her. She knew the guard would be back with her replacement this evening but the wait was torture. She knew he wouldn't let he go without giving him what he wanted. She sighed heavily and winced when her cut wrists rubbed against the shackles. This slight movement made the dripping water hit her nose. Officially angered she lifted her face up to yell at it when another drop landed in her mouth. Even though it was a tiny amount dripping the wet taste of it was welcoming. She tried to reposition herself into a moderately comfortable position to drink the water when the slit opened and dinner was served. Her shackles were loosened and she crawled over to read the note inside the rice bowl.
You need to start screaming so when the decoy wakes up they think it's you still.
She finished her meal and got back into position near the door and began her wailing. The guard outside her door opened it and she bent a flame straight at him. She laughed loudly and began her screaming again. More guards came to the others assistance and they were able to restrain her and secure the mouth brace on her. She continued to flail and scream as they refastened her shackles.
"Why did you open the door?" The warden had arrived on scene and demanded answers.
"She was eating and started screaming I thought somebody poisoned her." Azula recognized the voice of the guard, the same one who was breaking her out tonight.
"Do you think any of us would really care if she got poisoned by anybody? She is in solitary no visitors, no going outside, no nothing. Keep that mouth brace on her for 3 days." The warden stormed away.
The guard began closing the door and she could see him smiling. She continued her act until later in the evening when she faked going to sleep. It wasn't for another couple hours at least that the guard re-opened the top hatch he came in earlier and loosened her chains. She slumped to the floor and laid there exhausted, her screaming and tugging had taken a lot out of her. The guard jumped down into the cell and walked over to her and flipped her over. She breathed deeply while looking at a faint outline of her "rescuer".
"So are you ready to fulfill your part of the bargain?" he asked binding her hands above her head.
She just glared at him when she commanded, "Take this brace off me now!"
"How do I know you're not going to kill me if I take this off?"
"Because I don't know whether you intend to let me go, I have to take my chances, are you going to let me go or are you feeling me with false hope?" she retorted.
"I intend to let you go. Once we're out of here we just walk straight out to the gondola and leave I have a small ship waiting to take us to the generals. Apparently you, or the decoy you, and I have some scheduled vacation for a couple weeks. No one will be the wiser."
Azula's eyes smiled as her revealed his entire plan to her. He was pretty easy to manipulate even though his price was steep. The guard took it as his okay to make good on her part of the bargain. As soon as the brace was off his lips were on hers. He tried to get her to feel this was his moment but she seemed just as enthused as he did.
Azula couldn't believe it. Her mind was working on a counter plan as he began kissing her fiercely. He had secured her hands and the only thing she could think of was so she couldn't kill him now. But she realized she couldn't kill him until after they get onto the gondola. And considering that it is night she would have to wait until they were on the other side of the mountain. She knew she was being kept at the Boiling Rock, no other place smelt this bad or was this hot. The ship was probably full of rebellion recruits and if she wanted to lead she was going to lead her way. The guard had loosened his grip on her hand and start exploring her body underneath her ragged clothing. It was unusual for Azula to feel this weak but she knew she had to live through it. He ripped the front of her shirt so that his mouth had access to her breasts. She grimaced as had his way with her but kept calm knowing it would end soon. The next thing she knew her pants were being pulled below her knees. Too weak to fight off this assault she determined that his death would be painful when she got to the dock. He thrust into her taking pleasure in her weakness and inability to respond. Azula bit her lip and suppressed a cry of outrage at his actions. Every moment he spent inside of her was another moment he would spend in pain. She could feel him reaching his climax as his seed spread into her. She felt more tired when he finished as the unwanted defilement ended. He slid out of her and replaced his pants leaving her there on the floor still bound and broken.
The guard lit a fire and dragged another body towards her that she had failed to notice before. He took the brace that was covering Azula's mouth and placed it on the guard. She had a remarkable resemblance but anybody who knew her could see that it really was not her. Then again nobody would be coming to check on her.
"Remove your clothing and put on hers." He began undressing the female guard.
"It would be a lot easier if my hands and feet were unshackled."
He looked at her trying to guess her motives.
"I don't have the strength to start even a small fire right now." Growing more agitated.
Deciding she was right with a coy smile playing on his face he released her from her shackles for the first time in weeks. Ever since she was bound by that water bending wench her hand and feet have not felt the taste of metal. But now, her body was free as it was always meant to be. She saw the pile of guardian clothing and began to undress and redress. The guard had replaced her ragged clothing on the decoy and bound her. She mustered what strength she could and climbed the rope that was hanging from the ceiling. Once up she began crawling only to be halted by his arm as he closed the hatch and strung up the wrong prisoner. He took the lead crawling towards the exit and they came out in the mess hall. It was the middle of the night and there was nobody there. The guard replaced the metal vent after they had gotten out and began walking casually towards the gondola.
As the approached the guards near the gondola they stopped and showed their vacation scrolls.
"Two weeks huh that must be nice." Commented one of the guards.
"Tell me about it we have been needing some time alone." Azula almost flinched as he put his arms around her shoulders.
"Ha ha that you definitely don't get here." He handed them back their scrolls and they boarded.
It was a slow ride but when they finally reached the end she laughed at their success.
"The boat is down here." He never took his arm off of her the whole ride up and he still wouldn't and that irritated her. She could see the ship surrounded by fire lit lanterns and her smile grew wicked. She could feel the power inside of her growing in anticipation. They were on the dock when she lashed out at him. She hit him right in the neck with a flame whip cutting his throat and blood seeped through his fingers.
"Thank you for your assistance and now you are no longer needed." She started forming lightening from the tips of her fingers and reveled in the sight of his fearful eyes. His throat was slight not a sound would be heard except for the boom of her lightening as she struck the final blow of his miserable wretched life. But by that time and with nobody coming to storm the prison they would be long gone with no witnesses and no body to be found. She released her deadly weapon and watched him convulse and her manic laugh escaped her lips. She kept roasting him letting all her anger out in the strike as his body began to smoke. When she finally felt its release she was weakened in body but not in mind. The guards on deck escorted her in and she was greeted by General Lee, the same General that Zuko thought he challenged to an Agni Kai, her father's favorite.
"Welcome aboard Fire Lord Azula." He bowed to her.
"Thank you. Now let's get my father."
That night Katara was restless in her bed. She just couldn't get into the right position to sleep. She had probably been laying there for only a few minutes but it felt like hours to her. She needed the rest because they were leaving in the morning to begin the rebuilds and visit the Eastern Air Temple. She finally decided to sneak out of her bedroom and go to Aang's. She put on her slippers and quietly opened the door. Nobody was in the hallway. She turned and quietly closed her door when she noticed Sokka was sneaking out too. She stopped dead and stared at him and when he turned around he saw her too. They both just stared at each other until Katara straightened up and folded her arms. "
"Where are you sneaking off to?" She asked.
"I could ask you the same question?" Copying her.
"Well honestly I was going to see Aang because I couldn't sleep." She blushed a little.
"Well I was going to see Suki, because…I wanted to see her." Sokka started walking slowly towards Katara biting his lip.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Of course Sokka."
"Can I have your necklace?"
Katara was shocked. He knew how important this necklace was to her.
"Why?" grabbing her neck.
"Well after what happened today with Zuko and Mai I kinda wanted to ask Suki." He bowed his head and scratched the back of his neck and she couldn't help but notice the resemblance between him and Aang.
"You're saying you want to marry her?" she started to shout.
"Shh! Yes I do. Katara I know after my being over protective and annoying that I can understand if you say no."
"Sokka," she drew her hands up and untied the necklace and placed it softly in his hands, "this belongs to the next married woman in the family. I'm happy for you." She gave him a big hug squeezing tightly.
He returned her hug with the same enthusiasm spinning her around the room. Little did Katara know that Sokka also had an ulterior motive for getting the necklace away from Katara aside from wanting to propose to Suki.
"Thank you. You don't know what this means to me. I can give it back if she wants something else but I just figured this was better than nothing."
"Sokka, she can keep it I know she likes it, she told me so. And besides I have that other on that Aang made for me." Grinning at him.
With that they parted to their previous destinations. Katara debated knocking but if he was already asleep she didn't want to wake him. She opened his door slowly and slid inside. He was lying in bed with his back towards the door. She could see his even breathing. The covers only cam up to his waist and she could see his intricate tattoos and the scar from his lightening strike. She walked as slowly and quietly as she could and almost shrieked when he whipped around and looked at her.
"You scared me."
He giggled, "I thought it was you. You would be the only one who would sneak up to me."
He sat up and patted the bed next to him and she climbed in and nuzzled herself against his exposed chest.
"I couldn't sleep. I figured I would come see if you were sleeping."
"I couldn't sleep either, if you hadn't come then I would have in the next few minutes." Kissing her head.
Aang lightly traced her cheek and slid down to her neck when he noticed something, "Where is your necklace?"
"Oh, um, I gave it to Sokka."
"And why would you do that?" now pulling his fingers through her hair.
"He asked for it. I think he is going to propose to Suki. I didn't mind he needs something to give her."
"Hmmm, that's odd. With Zuko and Mai just announcing theirs you would think he would wait to make it more special. Not to mention he took your favorite necklace."
"Well I have others to where. I remember when a sweet young man made me one from a fishing line." Katara looked up at him to see his reaction.
"You kept it." His eyes were beaming.
"Of course I did. I wasn't losing that."
Aang bent down and kissed her and her arms wrapped around his back. They gently slid down until they were lying next to each other. Katara leaned up on her other arm to get a better angel. As she did their kiss deepened. Aang's tongue had found its way in and his hand was in her hair holding her in place. Katara started rubbing his chest and tracing his defines muscles. Their breathing became ragged as she hooked her leg around his hip and was now straddling him. Both of his hands were now on her waist and gently easing up her night gown. Her hands went up and cupped his face as she started moving her body slowly up and down. With a quick motion Aang slid the dress up and off in time to catch his breath and to begin kissing her again. His lips moved from her lips to her neck and his hips began grinding against hers. Katara's hands slid down and started untying the knot holding his pants up. Aang flipped over to give her easier access and to catch his breath. Once she began sliding his pants down she traced her may back up leaving a line of fire on his body. Aang froze with excitement for a moment before his pressed his body against hers and assaulted her again with kisses. Katara hooked her leg around his waist when she felt something that seemed to be growing.
She pulled away startled.
"What's the matter?" He asked his voice still full of lust.
"I'm not sure…I just felt something…" He could tell she was getting nervous.
He pulled away from her not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry," he apologized, "I should not have lost control."
"Why didn't that happen last time? We were just as into it then." She clearly wasn't listening to him.
"It would have if we would have gotten more into it like we are now." He couldn't help but smile at her confusion.
"I'm sorry I just didn't think…that…you know…" She started feeling really embarrassed.
"Katara, just because I was raised by monks doesn't mean that I didn't have urges. We learned about each other and everything, albeit a little early but I still learned plenty." He couldn't help but laugh.
"How early are we talking?" she was shocked.
"Well when an air bender gets his tattoos he is technically a man in a sense. Usually that doesn't happen until were about 16 and I got mine at 12 but they treated me the same even though I wasn't the usual age."
"Oh" Katara couldn't think about anything else to say.
Aang just smiled at her and kissed her again which she took as an invitation and began attacking him again with her tongue.
"Katara…Katara…" He pushed her away from him.
"Just because I know about it doesn't mean I have complete control. I can see you're nervous and I don't want to push because then something will happen."
"I just ruined everything didn't I?" She flopped back onto the bed.
"No not everything."
"Then why can't we start it back up again?"
"Because you're not ready, I see that and I respect it."
"Are you saying you're ready, like right now."
"Katara I'm a guy we are always ready. I just know when to stop, well not always but right now we need to stop. We do have to get up a little early in the morning."
"Fine, you win." She turned over and tucked the covers beneath her chin.
"Um, Katara…"
"Yes Aang."
"Could you hand me that extra pillow. I'm going to need it for a little bit."
She turned around smiling and threw the pillow at him. He caught it and tucked it under the covers near his trunks and slid over by her. He draped his arm around her and held her as they both drifted off into sleep.
