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Appa landed with a thud in front of the Abbey's columns, I looked over the small place it seemed very passive and serene. "This is it."

"Thanks again Aang."
"No problem." I jumped of the creature bag in hand, and dusted of my pullover. "Have you ever been here before?" He shot off Appa's head and stood in front of me. "No, actually I've never been this far up North."
"You never told me that."
"You never asked." I smiled up at him and he responded. I leisurely walked up to the colossal bronze entrance, it was bigger close up but it didn't over power you, there was still a form of grace. Aang led me into the courtyard, and we waited there with Appa in tow. "It's so… quiet…" He looked around as if in confusion
"It's too quiet." I looked around in search of my warriors but all I saw was the small Earth Kingdom area in darkness. The sun had completely disappeared so I guessed they were probably already asleep. "Their probably already inside."
"I don't think so. Something doesn't seem right."
"Their probably already asleep."
"No, I mean the place seems almost deserted."
"I doubt that. It's an Abbey: silence is expected, and anyways I'm sure their all waiting for me inside." I turned to him with a smile, I was sure of myself and he was overreacting. "Do you want me to come inside with you?"
"Nah, I'll be fine and if the girls aren't here I'm sure they won't make me stay outside."
"Ok well, have fun. And if you need a lift just blow this." He threw something at me and I caught it in my hands. I opened them up to discover a little trinket in the shape of a sky bison, "what is it?"
"It's a bison whistle, Appa hears the pitch."
"Thanks." I put the whistle in my pocket dropped my bag and ran up to the Airbender. I threw my arms around him, and after a short while he reciprocated. The hug lasted about 5 seconds and then I let go and smiled at Aang, "you're great, you know that." He smiled at me and I turned away to pick up my bags and walk off, I didn't know if the hug meant more to me than him, or there was some sort of hidden motive my mind wanted from it. But we were friends, and that was all and more than I could ask for.

I waved as Aang took off with a wailing Appa and made my way up the brooding steps, the pillars on either side of the entrance cast a deep shadow and against my own moral will I opened the creaking door. It was quiet as I had noticed before, however I supposed it was the main building and everyone had their own rooms elsewhere so this must be some kind of lounge or office area. I walked in onto the creaking floor, no candles to light my path and took a quick peak up the stairs. Nothing was up there; in fact it was even darker than it was outside. I didn't know where to go, and where I would stay; Aang had said this was the Abbey and I took his word for it, so why was there no one here?
"Hello?!" My question echoed through the entire building and I regretted shouting so much, this was now the most sinister it could get. I walked over to the desk on the far side of the room, there were papers in their files and I could see books occupying ever single shelf: so the place wasn't uninhabited. But where are the nuns?
Things just didn't add up; in that second I spun around and took a stride to leave through the main exit when suddenly a cold thrash hit my back and I decked to the ground dropping my bag in front of me. It wasn't an ordinary trip, and my back was suddenly beginning to boil. I gripped the back of my top, and felt the ripped material and the opened skin. I had been whipped. I picked up my body and knelt on the ground. That was odd… "I see you got the letter." I turned around and there was a girl behind me, she was all in black and had a hood on with a scarf around her mouth: covered head to toe. I couldn't tell who it was, but I could tell it was a girl and probably not a comrade. "You sent the letter?"
"Yes, oh and no, your girls aren't actually here." Her voice was taunting but meek, this was obviously not her usual band of affairs.
"I figured." I stood up and turned to face the dark figure, I couldn't even see her eye colour in the lighting and I knew I was in danger. "What do you want?"
"Nothing much." She tossed the whip at me again, this time I smoothly dodged the attack. Again she flogged the thing at my face, I simply slid to the side without even a brush in contact face. She had been ill trained, I could tell from her weak stance and her bad attempts at unifying the attacks. She always tried to hit me in the same place, but I was still in the deep end without a shield or weapon. I quickly turned reached for my bag and ran as fast as I could up the stairs. It wasn't the best idea, but the front doors would take too long to open. I ran into the first chamber I could find and sat behind the door.

I waited there for what felt like a long while, the heat was now building up and I could feel my back starting to prickle. I heard footsteps coming from other other-side of the door, taking a quick look at my surroundings I was in a bedroom; it was very plain and very empty. The footsteps slowly got louder and louder, she was now marching up and down the corridor checking in each room. I needed this to be over and done with and I had to avoid a fight, I gathered my bag and swift hid under the bed hoping she would over look me and carry on. My back was now killing me and I felt disorientated and frail. Under the bed, I kept my eyes on the shadow of a door, when I saw a black marking on the surface; focusing very carefully my eyes adjusted to the darkness and I realised there was blood dripping down the door in a column. I quickly grabbed the back of my back to feel the split in the material and I felt a hot mass coming from the gash, as I raised my hand to my eye view it was dripping in blood. I was wounded and losing a lot of blood, I felt feint too; this was not the ideal situation.
So many thoughts ran through my head at once. I had to get out of here, but how? I dug in my bag with my clean hand in search for the whistle, my mind began to spin but I would not stop searching. The door quickly flung open with a mild creak, and I stopped and crouched down as low as I could. She walked around the bed flinging open all of the cupboards and tearing apart the curtains. My breathing was becoming heavier and it was becoming impossible to not make a sound. I felt hot plasma running down my back into my wraps and onto the pristine wooden floor, I tugged in my bag and picked up the first thing I could find.

Abruptly I felt a tug on my head, she was dragging me out from under the bed; plucking hairs from my skull in the process. I slapped her hand away and dizzily stood up in my daze the room began to spin and the ground looked overly inviting. "I pick very good targets." She laughed very softly it was almost disturbing how low it was. She took out her whip again about to take a blow, I thrust out my golden fan and reflect the blow of the whip; it dusted her thigh ripping at her trousers a light wound but enough of a distraction.
I lunged to reach my bag and in that moment I was forced into the standing mirror behind me which I brought down with me; it crashed into the ancient walls of the room. The walls began to shake bringing down a shelf of hefty books right on top of me. I heard a snap and my leg rapidly frenzied.