Hello, again. I thought I knew exactly everything about this chapter, but I was wrong. This chapter is just gonna be a chapter between a bigger chapter, but I don't know what the bigger chapter is going to be about (I just totally overused the word 'chapter'.).
Katara knew what she did was right, but she still wished she hadn't done it. So, in consequence for her action, she sat alone in a room much larger than Zuko's, but with the same layout. She assumed it was the look of every fire nation ship.
It wouldn't be long until Zhao burst in demanding answers. Katara seemed to be just a pawn in the Fire Nation's games. Only there for her knowledge. Except with Zuko, it was different. He loved her.
And she loved him.
Minutes past liked hours until the door opened reveling a scene of pure horror. Zhao took a step in the room and locked the door behind him. What is it will guys and locks. It must be a fire nation thing.
Slowly the older man approached the bed. An evil smile spread across his face as he sat beside the girl. Katara's nose crinkled in disgust. It was true, he did smell as bad as he looked. But, what could she do about it?
"Well, well, well. I don't believe we have met before now. I am admiral Zhao. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance," he said with false politeness, probably only doing it to get on her good side. Probably only doing it to get answers faster. Well, it wasn't going to work.
"No, I don't believe we have. It is wonderful to meet you under these circumstances," she replied in the same tone. If it was games he wanted to play, it was games he would get.
"If my sources are correct, it seems that you have the knowledge of where the avatar is heading? I would just like to ask you a few questions about him and then you can be on your way. Back to wherever it is you came from. Let's begin, shall we?"
Katara nodded. Oh how fun this was going to be.
"Where is the avatar heading? Who is he with? When will he be arriving at his destination? What is he planning on doing once he arrives?"
"Well, if my sources are correct, he is heading to the Fire Nation with a turtle-duck in about one hour to have tea with the Fire Lord. Now, I would like to ask YOU a few questions. Where is Zuko? What have you done with him? Why are you here? And when are you leaving?"
At hearing the girls reply, the admiral made his hands into fist.
"This is nothing to joke about you filthy…" he trailed off, trying to keep his cool. "I mean, you are a fine young woman, why would you lie? And Zuko is down in the hull. He is going to stay there as long as you keep foolishly answering my questions. I am here for as long as it takes, because it is my duty to the Fire Nation to help take down the Avatar. Now, will you freely answer my questions or am I going to have to force it out of you." Katara had had enough of this. Too many people had asked too much of her.
"Well, I am not going to give you straight forward answers so you might as well give up. I don't care if I was raised in the Fire Nation. I belong to the Southern Water Tribe and the essence of it pumps through my veins. You're wasting your time. Just get your crew and leave." The whole time she spoke, Katara's voice quivered. Zhao was known for his temper and she knew he was ready to blow.
The moment those words had left her lips, the back of the man's hand slapped the girl's face. He wasn't afraid to hit girls. She was water tribe after all. Katara meant nothing to him. He only wanted the information. The water bender held the part of her face he had hit. The sting was going away but the spot was still red.
"You WILL listen to me. After all, you wouldn't want your little boyfriend getting hurt." With a snap of his fingers, the door opened. Katara felt as if the breath had been sucked straight from her lungs. She could barely breathe.
The sight she saw was the boy she loved, bloody and bruised, hands tied behind his back, led in by two guards. One of then was holding a club, the other weld hands of steel. She couldn't speak. She couldn't move. She was dieing more and more inside, knowing that she was the one who caused this. If Katara said a few little words, this nightmare could be over. But how could she trust the man she had feared for years? Feared for so long even though they had never met?
YAY! I FINALLY UPDATED! Aren't you all happy? Well, I'll try to update more. I just got a MAJOR case of writers block (Damn you, writers block!). Comments are appreciated but not needed. It's just nice to know that some people are reading what I am writing.
