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Warning: Attempt at rape!

Chapter 11: Your daddy

Zuko's POV

"You didn't answer my question, Lee or is it Zuko? Did you have fun…with him?"

"It's not what it looks like." I defend myself, but why? Why should I have to explain myself to him? I didn't know what came over me, but my head hit something hard. I was up against a wall, Jet holding me firmly to it. I glower at him. Who is he to treat me like a possession? I don't belong to him. And I don't need to explain myself to him. I get angry and my palms heat up. Jet smirks at me, feeling the heat coming from me.

"Go ahead you dog, firebend. See what happens." My eyes shift and I see no one around. But, it's still too big of a risk to do anything. Just because no one's around now, doesn't mean that there won't be people passing by later.

"Tell me, what were you two doing in the park? Away from unwanted eyes." Jet whispers in my ear, tightening his grip on my arms. Pressing me harder into the stone wall.

"It's none of your business what I do in my spare time!"

"Whore!" He shoves me to the ground, and towers over me. "I knew you'd pull something like this, that's why I made sure to keep a close eye on you. Ever since that Sokka brat came into the picture. Now tell me what happened between you two you whore! I was pulled away from your date a little early by my friends." I say nothing, instead I swing my leg and slip his feet from under him. He falls on his back and I get up and head down an alley. I find that it's a dead end and I feel completely drained. I slide down to my knees, holding my stomach. Uncle had told me that too much stress isn't good for the baby. I understand what he means, a pain shoots through my abdomen. I hear footsteps and panic comes over me. I could fight, but it would endanger the baby. Soon a shadowed figure appears in front of me, and I know very well who it is.

I get to my feet as Jet just stands there. It was deafly quiet, and eerie. "You know I overlooked the fact that you are a firebender, 'cause you were such a good fuck." He pauses taking a step closer, and I back up knocking over a metal can. The sound of it hitting the floor echoed through out the alley. There was almost a crazed look in the eyes of the brunette. He takes another step and I retreat up against the wall. The next thing I knew, Jet had his hand on my face.

"It's really a shame." He whispers. "You should have remembered, you belong to me."

I push him away from me. "I belong to no one!" I yell out. I was only answered with a low laugh. Then it dawned on me. The reason why he treats me like property. It's because of my ethnicity. He treats me like a dog and in his eyes that's all I am. A little pet, all because I'm Fire nation and he believes I don't deserve to be treated any better. Thinking I'm just the same as every other firebender. Ignorance and hate are clouding his judgment.

"But of course you do. You're nothing but a whore living in the Earth Kingdom. Tell me who would honestly love someone like you?" He said it so calm, as if it were common knowledge. And I thought lower of myself, subconsciously taking his word as truth. Forgetting all about the date I had just had and how Sokka seemed to be interested. After all who would love me? Not even my own father loved me. Jet presses himself against me and I'm pinned. He kisses my neck.

"One last time…before I expose you for the firebender you are," he says seductively. I try to push him off of me, but he holds tight. He drags me onto the floor, locking lips with me. I become frantic and kick and struggle. The pain in my stomach spikes and some primitive instinct seems to take over.

A burst of flames comes forth from my hand. Jet somehow managed to dodge it. "This should be fun," Jet explains in sadistic tone. I growl at him much like an animal. I try to hit him again with a ball of fire, not caring if anyone would see me bend. Jet holds both of my wrists in one of his hands. Then takes my pointer fingers and starts to bend it back painfully.

"Stop you struggling." He hisses at me, bending my finger even further back. I do not give him the satisfaction of screaming as the bone snaps. I had attempted to fire bend again. Heating up my hands so he'd let go, but it didn't work. For some reason I couldn't let the burst of flames go, but it felt like they built up inside of me instead. I was drained and I felt so weak. The pain in my stomach started to grow and it felt like my muscles were relaxing and failing. I lay back, riding out the pain. The pain seemed to dull a little, but then sharpened again. Jet was happy with the fact that I was no longer struggling. He let go of my hands, and instead focused on my clothes. He pushes up my rob and then starts to tug on my pants. I was too distracted with the awful pain inside of me to notice. But soon enough I felt my pants being pulled on. I start to kick my feet, anything to get him off of me.

"It's no use, just give in." Jet whispered to me softly.

"No, get off!" I yell at the top of my lungs. But he didn't, my muscles seemed to get weaker by the minute. I could hardly lift my legs to put up a fight. "Stop, you'll kill it!" I yell out, some part of my mind telling me my baby was in danger.

"Kill it? I'm not killing anything, I'm not as cold blooded as you Fire Nation bitches." Jet explains, finally succeeding in taking of my pants.

"No, stop it now!" I scream, once again trying to firebend, but nothing happens. The heat only seems to settle inside of me. "I'm pregnant stop, you'll kill it!" I explain, not trying to save myself but the life of my unborn child.

"Ha! You expect me to believe that?" Jet asks.

"Why would I make this up?" I tell him. He only chuckles some more and shifts down to my private area. Intent on taking it into his mouth, but he stops. He sits up and only stares between my legs. I find it harder and harder to breath and feel like I'm burning up inside. He then reaches for the area he was looking at, but he doesn't touch me. He brings his finger up, and it's coated with a red substance. My eyes widen at the realization that I must be bleeding.

"I told you!" I hiss out at the brunette. "If I have a miscarriage it'll be on your hands! You would be no better then the people you hate so much! The ones that killed your family, because you did the same! You just killed your child!" Jet just looks at me unbelieving. He then slowly gets to his feet before stumbling off into the darkness. I take in deep breaths, feeling like my lungs are on fire. I succeed in getting into a sitting possession. I pull on my pants, and struggle to stand. Once I'm on my feet, I use the wall for support as I scoot along trying to get home. Trying to get to Uncle, hoping it's not to late. Hoping I didn't just lose my baby. But everything starts to get darker and I can't hold myself up anymore.

Sokka's POV

"Sokka…"

It's cold here. I shiver, and look around to find myself in a blizzard. I hear the voice call me again. I look up to the sky, and see the moon.

"Sokka you are needed, go to him…" it was Yue's voice

"What do you mean?" I ask her, the moon seems to shrink. I run forward as if trying to catch the round glowing ball. "Wait, Yue!" I yell, but the clouds seem to take away the little dot that was the moon. I look up for a while, and then sink down to sit in the snow. The wind blows hard, and I see nothing but white, then it all disappears. Like I was standing in the eye of the storm. I look around and see a trail of red, staining the white snow. I follow it and then come to a horrible sight.

A small baby covered in blood lying in the tainted snow. It's faces was shadowed from my view. But it was so small, it's little body lifeless.

I wake up to darkness, I hadn't been asleep for to long. I breath hard, wondering what that dream meant, or if it had any meaning to it at all. My eyes adjust to the darkness and I feel wide awake. I get out of my bed, walking down the hall quietly so not to wake the others. I didn't know where I was going, but I felt like I was needed somewhere. Just as Yue had told me in my dream. I slide the front door open, and step out, barefoot. My feet make little taping noises in the dead of the night, as I run…to some place.

I run, as fast as I can. I run past the wall that separates the different parts of Ba Sing Se. No one was out, it was quiet, occasionally I'd past a small group of suspicious looking people. But I wasn't afraid, my feet kept on taking me to whereever it is that I'm going. Finally I slow down, I look around me and see nothing special about the place. I keep on walking and then my foot hits something. I look down in shock.

"Zuko!"

A/N: Is there any hope in saving the baby or did Zuko's body already abort it? Please review.