A/N: 7th! I wrote this one right after I uploaded the 6th.
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Separation
Chapter 7: Caged the Broken
8 years have passed since the Gaang had been broken up. Katara is in a prison. Aang's hands are being crushed every week, to stop him from bending. He is determined to find Katara and save her. Sokka and Toph had gotten away the night Katara and Aang were assaulted. Appa and Momo are with them. Now on with the story! Oh yeah, Aang's 20, Katara's 22, Toph's 20, and Sokka's 24.
Aang looked around. It was pitch black all around him. He didn't care. His hands were bruised and bleeding. He didn't care. All he wanted was to have Katara again. He knew she was somewhere below him. He could feel it. Katara hadn't left his mind since that day, 8 years ago, when he couldn't save her.
He breathed deeply, inhaling the smell of blood and fire. They could take airbending, waterbending, and earthbending away from him, but they had forgotten about fire. Aang hadn't used fire since he had burned Katara. Now he would attempt to use it to save her. Aang had watched the small torches that were scattered around his enclosed room. He breathed deeply again.
Aang twisted his head to face his left arm chain. He closed his eyes, and attempted to squat. He concentrated on fire, the sun, any source of heat he could imagine. When he felt his body heat up, he let it all out with one rush of air issuing from his mouth. Fire escaped instead, heating up is chains. Aang repeated this exorcize until both his chains were glowing red.
Aang bunched his muscles and gave a hard tug. His chains broke easily.
He quickly ran for his staff (the fire benders hung it on the wall for decoration I guess Oo), broke down the door and sprinted out.
"YOU CAN'T KEEP ME HERE FOREVER!" Katara shrieked. Her hair was loose and knotted. Her whole body was bruised. Her eyes had a fire that burned for freedom. "AANG!" She screamed.
"AANG!" Aang heard it. It was distant but he heard it. "KATARA!" he yelled. "AANG?" Katara sounded doubtful. "KATARA!" Aang breathed. "I'M COMING!" He quickly rounded up an air scooter and scooted off in the direction of Katara's screams.
"AANG!" She snarled. Not out of anger but out of doubt. He can't be here, he's dead. She had told herself that for the past eight years. No he's not!
Aang jumped off the scooter, ran around a corner, and stopped at the sight that beheld him. Katara, her clothes ratted and torn, her hair was flowing all over and had lost its gleam. Her eyes hadn't lost their beauty though. No. At the sight of Aang her eyes picked up a loving glow like a match to fire. "Oh Aang!" he heard her breathe. "Katara." He reached out towards her but something hard hit him in the back. A guard was attempting to stab Aang with his spear. Aang turned to face the guard while whipping out a flame that scorched the guard and sent him sprawling to the ground.
Aang turned back to Katara. "Aang, the key!" She said silently, gesturing towards the fallen guard. Aang grabbed the ring that was hooked to the guard's belt. "It's the small bronze one!" Katara breathed. Aang took the key, put it in the lock at turned it. The gate swung open.
Aang leaped for Katara. He sliced the chains using firebending.
Katara fell to the ground, her hands (which had just been beaten) hit the ground first causing her to cry out in pain and faint. Aang scooped her up in his arms. Just as he was about to turn a voice spoke from behind.
"Long time no see Twinkletoes."
A/N: This one wasn't written to my best. If anyone has a problem just tell me and I'll fix it :)
