Disclaimer: Many of you claim I do not own Avatar: the Last Airbender or any of its properties and in that you are right. That being said, it does not prevent me from spitting in your general direction or farting on your grave.
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Rated M: Mature Content. Blood. Guts. Sex. Drugs. All the good stuff.
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Scene Notes: New scenes to refer to the show for include the spirit oasis inside the Northern Water Tribe's capital city. It's heated, has plant life and is a small pool surrounded by a larger flow of water. In the eye, or central pool, Tui and La, the Moon and Ocean Spirits in the form of fish swim in an endless push and pull as yin and yang.
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Sokka: Man, I am soooo full.
Katara: You should be; you ate 12 more helpings.
Aang: Wow Sokka that must be a record.
Sokka: I try. Still, I could have handled one or two more helpings but I didn't want to overdo it.
Mai: That's really disgusting, you know that?
Zuko: Seriously.
Sokka: Yeah, like having to read about you two having alone time wasn't disgusting.
Zuko: Hey! (Blushes)
Toph: Enough. When are we getting out of this place? I hate being unable to see… more than I already can't.
Author: No worries Toph, maybe a chapter or two and you will be back on true terra firma.
Toph: Good. Some places I can almost see because there's ground under the ice. It's making me queasy.
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Chapter 14: Friends and Foes
Hakoda had not gotten any more information of value from Arnook during their meeting. Instead, Arnook decided to go and handle Hahn and offered to have Hakoda accompany him.
"I still can't fathom why Hahn would want to kill himself over losing to Sokka." Hakoda said.
"Especially since there is another woman that Hahn has his eye on at the moment." Arnook sighed.
Hakoda laughed. "All that effort over your daughter's honor, and he has already moved on; impressive display of bravado indeed."
"Actually Hakoda, I think Sokka has less to worry about than you do." Arnook told him.
"Why is that?" Hakoda asked.
"The woman Hahn is after is Kita." Arnook replied.
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Mai and Zuko were spending the remainder of the evening alone in their own rooms. They had planned on having the same room, but Water Tribe custom prevented them from doing so until they were married. Mai admitted there was a lot to like about the Water Tribe. The cold was definitely not one of their better qualities though. All the snow and ice didn't bother her; it was the temperature that annoyed her. All these extra clothes constricted movement and made her feel bulky and slow. Ty-Lee had complained about the same thing. Still, it beat freezing to death.
A knock on her door brought my back and she got up to open it. Ty-Lee was standing there with a frown on her face.
"What's wrong Ty-Lee?" Mai asked her concerned. "You never have a frown on your face. That's my job." Mai joked.
Ty-Lee walked in without invitation and sat on the bed, the frown never leaving her face. "Do you think I'm attractive?" she asked Mai point blank.
Mai was a bit taken aback but recovered fairly quickly and replied, "Your beautiful Ty-Lee, but I already have someone." She joked.
"I wasn't talking about you!" Ty-Lee said sulkily.
"Okay Ty-Lee, what's going on?" Mai asker her as she sat down next to her.
"It's that boy, Jet. He doesn't act at all like a boy is supposed to. I have all these Water Tribe boys hitting on me, but Jet just ignores me." She complained.
"Well, maybe Jet doesn't know what he's missing." Mai told her. "Obviously it isn't you. All the boys go crazy over you. Maybe it's because Jet died already." Mai suggested.
"Maybe… but it's bothering me. I like him." Ty-Lee admitted.
"Maybe that's because he's one of the few boys on the planet that can resist your charms." Mai teased. "Seriously, you do seem to fall for the guys you don't normally have a chance with."
"Maybe… but this is different. Jet was really cool and nice when I sat and talked with him before. Now he just gives me the cold shoulder and ignores me." Ty-Lee said sullenly.
Mai knew she was in for a long night. "Okay Ty-Lee, let's get to the bottom of this."
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Kita's hands were hurting her more than ever as she entered the house where Hahn was being held. As soon as Mina told Kita that Hahn had tried to kill himself, she had run with Mina back to their home. Kenji was waiting for them outside. Her brother was still on duty and was dressed accordingly. Mina stopped to speak to Kenji as Kita went inside to tend Hahn's wounds. Mina was Kita's best friend and they were close to the same age. Hahn was almost like a little brother to her. Her own brother felt much the same about Hahn. Neither of them wanted him gone, even if he was a pain in the backside.
Hahn had been found by his sister when she came home from the healing hut where she had been on duty, Mina had immediately sent word to Kenji to tell the chief and summon Kita. Mina was a fairly skilled healer but her arts leaned more to delivering babies and handling illness. Kita was renounced for her ability to handle cuts and abrasions as well as more complex and deeper wounds.
When asked how she was so good, she simply smiled and said practice. Practice wasn't her only answer though. No one knew her secret except Kenji and Chief Arnook. Her father had known, but it hadn't been enough to save him…
"Hahn, can you hear me?" Kita asked the boy lying in his bed. The guards at the door had been keeping an eye on him but had stepped out when Kita arrived. His face was slashed open and still seeping a little blood. The rest had caked up and hardened.
"Kita…" Hahn managed, wincing in pain and then passing out.
Kita pulled back the blankets and wrappings to find the horrendous slashing stab would that was in his chest and side. "Oh Hahn, how could you do this to yourself…" Kita asked as she examined the wound. It was pretty severe. She reached to the water pouch she always carried with her, even in the snow touched tundra and using her bending pulled the water out and began to heal his wounds. She began with the internal wounds before going shallower, finally working on the flesh wounds. It was far from over, but once she was done, Kita believed Hahn would live and be relatively unharmed.
Seeing him like this, laying in his bed made her think of how he had tried to get her into that bed with him, despite their age difference. Hahn had been trying to pick up Kita for years and had been so serious about it that he had gotten himself in trouble a few times by opening his mouth. Kita smiled as she recalled his last attempt. She had just been to the spirit oasis and had been shown something very worrying. She had dismissed his attempts at inviting her over for dinner by the simple expedient of telling him he was a silly boy. He had been so hurt he had turned and fled. It may very well have been Kita's fault that he had made such a fool of himself earlier that night.
While she continued to tend Hahn's wounds, Kita's mind drifted once again to that fateful day when she was younger and her whole life had changed. Kenji and Kita had been playing hide and seek even though they were told not to, and Kenji was of course the one hiding. Kenji had always been impossible to find, and Kita was having trouble finding him. She enlisted Mina's help, and they scoured the city but couldn't find Kenji anywhere. Eventually, Kita suddenly had the feeling that Kenji was in trouble. She had a flash of the spirit oasis and immediately knew that was where he was. She told Mina to go and get her Father immediately and raced off to the spirit oasis to help her brother.
When she arrived at the pool, she saw Kenji floating face down in the water. Knowing he couldn't swim and she couldn't either, she jumped into the water and tried as hard as she could to stay afloat and get to Kenji. She had managed to reach him and get his face above the water when she felt herself sinking below the waves herself. The last thing she remembered were the two fish swimming around her in a circle; one black, one white.
Kita awoke to find herself on the shore next to her brother. Kenji wasn't moving. Kita's hands began to hurt something fierce, but she ignored it and went to her brother. She turned him on his back and saw he wasn't breathing. As she touched him, her hands stopped hurting and she felt something strange within herself. She could feel the water in Kenji's lungs and felt it flowing somehow. She saw her hands glowing as she drew the water out of her brother's mouth and he began to cough.
Her father had shown up just then, and the pain in her hands was forgotten as she and Kenji were both hugged and scolded for their folly. Her father was proud to find that his daughter was a bender though, and immediately set Kita up to be trained as a healer. Shortly after his accident, Kenji too was found to be a bender and he began his lessons under Master Pakku. A few weeks later, Kita's hands began to ache again. No one was able to figure out what was wrong with her or cure her. The pain seemed to grow steadily worse as the days went on. While at one of her lessons, someone was brought to the healing hut and he was gravely ill. All the healers tried to heal him and failed. When the last gave up and they left him to die, Kita snuck in and held the man's hand, feeling sorry for him despite her own pain. Suddenly her hands stopped hurting. She took that as a sign and tried to heal this man. She succeeded.
Since that day, she has cursed her healing hands because they always meant trouble until she found the one she was meant to heal. She returned to the spirit oasis and screamed at the spirits to take back their gift, but they ignored her and continued their endless whirlpool of push and pull. Kita grew up and learned to live with the pain, going so far as to have to wrap her hands in healers' gauze just to keep the very air from hurting her sensitive skin. The worst they had ever hurt were when her father had been injured last winter. Kita had yelped in pain as the force of it overwhelmed her and just knew her family needed her. She'd found her father lying on his back in the snow, blood everywhere. She had been too late. Her hands had stopped hurting moments before she'd found him.
Blinking away the tears, Kita came back to the present and continued working on Hahn. She looked more carefully at the wounds and noticed that they didn't seem self inflicted. Why would he have slashed his own face? If Hahn had wanted to kill himself, he certainly knew how to. And why were there stab and slash wounds? How could he have slashed himself like that? Kita realized this was not a suicide attempt and nearly jumped out of her chair. Hahn had been attacked; Kenji needed to know.
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Hakoda and Arnook had walked the walkways and bridges of the city heading to Hahn's home. Kenji would be on guard there, and Hakoda could use the chance to get to know the young waterbender. He had a feeling that Master Pakku would welcome the help rebuilding the Southern Tribe and Hakoda was going to offer Kenji that chance; and get some more info on Kita of course. She was never far from his mind and he'd only met her today. For some reason, it seemed like she was as familiar to him as his own reflection.
As they finally arrived at the home, they found Kenji and a rather pretty young woman talking quietly. When they saw the Chiefs arrive, they stopped talking immediately; Kenji bowed and the girl curtsied. "Mina, Kenji." Arnook nodded to them. "What's the status of our young warrior?" Arnook asked.
Just then, Kita came out of the house. She stopped dead in her tracks as she saw Hakoda. Arnook looked surprised to see her as well and immediately stepped in. "Hakoda, this is Mina, one of our better healers." Hakoda nodded to Mina. "And this is Kenji, one of our best waterbenders and my lead commander; and his sister Kita, one of the best healers the Water Tribes have ever seen.
Hakoda nodded to Kenji and then to Kita. He was very happy to see that Kita blushed and had to pull her eyes away from his forcefully. "I believe we have a problem." Kita told everyone. "I noticed the kinds of wounds Hahn has. I don't think it was a suicide. He was attacked, and by a very skilled opponent." She continued.
Arnook seemed surprised to hear such horrendous news. "He was attacked? You're sure?" Arnook asked seriously.
"Yes, sir." Kita replied. "His wounds don't remotely reflect a suicide. Hahn is a warrior; he knows how to kill. The wounds are mostly slashing with a few stab wounds in the chest. He's lucky to be alive."
"I don't believe anyone about to commit suicide would try slashing. It would be way to slow and painful." Hakoda added.
"Any idea what kind of weapon did this, sis?" Kenji asked Kita.
"If I had to make a guess, I would say a sword with a large curve. The gashes in the skin seemed to widen, and they were much too straight to be caused by a dragging smaller blade; maybe a scimitar or a broad sword." Kita replied.
"Broadsword?" Hakoda asked suddenly. He was afraid he knew who did this.
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Aang had been enjoying himself immensely since being back at the North Pole with his friends. After the announcement had ended and the chiefs left, Aang sat back and relaxed just enjoying the company of his friends. Afterwards, everyone had retired for bed. Aang walked Katara to her room and they talked about nothing in particular; he just enjoyed being around her.
"Well, this is my room." Katara said quietly.
Aang hadn't even noticed that they had arrived and was taken a bit off guard. "Well, good night Katara." He said slowly. Aang turned to continue on to his room when Katara reached out and grabbed his forearm and twisted him around. Aang whirled to face Katara and was surprised when she leaned in quickly and kissed him full on the lips. They stayed that way for a moment, lips locked and bodies frozen. Then Katara pulled free and smiled at him.
"Good night Aang. Sweet dreams." She said, and then disappeared behind her closed door.
Aang just stood there, unable to process what had just happened. The shock wore off after a moment and in joyous celebration he used his airbending to run up a wall and across the ceiling and ran a few laps. Finally stopping on the roof, he dropped and righted himself. Whistling a merry tune, Aang headed for his room with a spring in his step.
Aang got to his room and went inside, happier than he had been in a long time. Katara actually kissed him! Aang used his firebending to light his lamp, and just had a second to see the Blue Spirit coming at his with swords raised to form.
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Hakoda and Kenji raced back to the palace as fast as they could go. Arnook stayed behind to look after Hahn and the girls in case the attacker came to finish the job. "So, who do you think is behind this?" Kenji huffed as they ran.
"I'm going out on a limb that it's the Earth Kingdom boy, Jet. He was possessed by some sort of spirit before we came here and we thought he was cured. The Blue Spirit favors the broadswords and he has a pair with him. They aren't Water Tribe weapons, so he seems the most likely candidate." Hakoda replied in between large breaths.
They arrived at the palace and very few people remained at this time of night. Kenji motioned to a few guards to follow and they raced through the palace headed to Jet's room. A scream came from down the hall in the guest wing.
"That's Aang's room!" Hakoda shouted. The commotion had roused pretty much everyone and doors were opening all over.
"Seal off the hallway!" Kenji told his guards as he and Hakoda stopped in front of the Avatar's room.
All was quiet again as the Blue Spirit burst through the door with his broadswords, shattering the frozen material. Hakoda dodged and quickly went for his legs, but the Spirit was too fast and jumped, landing on Hakoda's back and slamming him into the floor. The Spirit leaped at Kenji with swords crossed; if it had landed then Kenji would have lost his head, severed between the blades. Kenji had used the precious moment Hakoda had given him to bend the walls and liquefy them, shooting water from both sides and encasing the Blue Spirit in mid air in a block of ice.
The Spirit's momentum continued though, and he slammed into Kenji, ice block and all knocking him backwards and to the ground in a grunt of pain. The ice began to shake as the Spirit fought to break free, but by then Katara had come out of her room and hit the scene. She used her bending to do to the ceiling and floor what Kenji had done to the walls and sheathed it in a stronger and thicker prison, mounted to both ceiling and floor. From inside the ice, she could feel the malicious gaze of the Spirit on her. She knew it failed to kill her once… it wouldn't make that mistake again.
"Are you alright, dad?" Katara asked Hakoda as she helped him to his feet.
"Yeah; he got the drop on me pretty good though." Hakoda replied. He was clutching his ribs and winced when Katara got him to his feet.
"I think you need a healing session." Katara told him. "We can do it in my room."
Hakoda didn't respond, instead going into Aang's room. Katara felt dread as her father peeked into the dark room and quickly called Zuko over. "I need a light." He said simply.
Zuko nodded and used his bending to light his hands. Peering around the room, furniture was overturned and the room was a mess, but there was no sign of Aang. Hakoda breathed a sigh of relief and came out of the room. He shook his head at Kenji's unspoken question.
"Dad your hurt. You should really…" Katara started.
"I'm fine Katara. I need to get back to Arnook so he can handle the arrangements for Jet." Hakoda told her.
Katara looked a little surprised by how quickly her father dismissed her offer for healing. Hakoda went over to Kenji and helped him up. He appeared to be alright. Katara looked at Kenji for the first time and felt a blush creep up her cheeks. He was quite handsome.
"Kenji, stay here and keep an eye on Jet. Katara, you stay too." Hakoda told them. "I'll go tell Arnook what happened."
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Hakoda limped his way back to Hahn's home. He knew full well he should have taken Katara up on her offer, but for some reason he just couldn't. There was only one healer he wanted working on him at that moment. Hakoda came in sight of the house and suddenly collapsed in pain, crying out. He was pretty sure his ribs were bruised if not broken. The front door opened and Mina ran out to him.
"Chief Hakoda, what happened?" Mina asked as she helped him up.
"It's a long story. I need a bit of help if I may?" Hakoda asked, leaning on Mina for support.
Mina got him to the house and Kita came out of Hahn's room to see what the fuss was about. Hakoda noticed her hands were bandaged and she was rubbing them together in obvious discomfort.
"No!" Kita exclaimed when she saw Hakoda's wound. "What happened?" she demanded.
Hakoda grimaced as she started prodding his sides. "We found the one that attacked Hahn. Your brother and my daughter put him on ice, but he got a few good hits in. I just need to rest a bit. Where's Arnook?" Hakoda asked.
"He went to see to the cities defenses. He knows we can handle ourselves." Mina told him.
Hakoda cried out in pain as Kita prodded a very sensitive spot. "We need to get you healed immediately. Mina, can we use the guest room?"
"Of course" Mina replied quickly. "Let me help you in."
The women each put one of Hakoda's arms around their shoulders and helped him to the spare bed. Hakoda sat on the edge and Kita began prodding him again. Hakoda winced.
"You take care of him, okay Kita? I will stay with Hahn and keep watch over him." Mina told Kita.
"You're sure?" Kita asked her strangely. Something seemed to pass between them, but Hakoda was at a loss as to what it could be.
"Yes. You stay here and take care of our patient. It wouldn't do to have the Southern Tribe's chief die on our watch." She chuckled. Mina quickly left the room.
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Aang dodged the sword swipe by less than an inch and bent an air blast big enough to throw his furniture and the Spirit against the far wall. The Spirit quickly got back up and lunged again at Aang, but he once again managed to push the Spirit back. The Spirit stood frozen in place as it seemed to contemplate what to do next.
"Jet, what are you doing?" Aang asked excitedly. "I thought you beat this thing!"
Jet jumped and launched himself from the wall as a perfect missile, swords out over his head and Aang knew he needed to get away. He fell backwards and bended the ground beneath him to let him through and then sealed it up above him. With such little room to move and still underwater, Aang used his bending to traverse the ice that was the ground of the palace and came out behind the city in a strange sort of cavern. It didn't appear to be a part of the city proper… maybe it was a series of caves that gave safe haven during invasion. Aang recalled Arnook mentioning them when he was here last time.
Not knowing which way was out; Aang picked a direction and began walking. What he didn't know was he was walking right into an event that would change the future of the Water Tribe forever.
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Kenji and Katara stood in the hallway, their eyes on their prisoner. Everyone else had decided to go back to bed at their insistence, given that they were the best equipped to handle things if anything were to happen. As the night went on, Katara began to get sleepy and she found herself staring. She only had two things to stare at, and since the Blue Spirit was disturbing more than anything else, she stared at Kenji as her eyes begged to be closed. Kenji noticed the attention, but shrugged it off and sat quietly. Eventually, Katara couldn't take it anymore and said, "So, you're the acting general of the Northern Tribe's forces?"
Kenji smiled and replied, "Sort of. Master Pakku was the one in charge of our forces until he left last winter to go to the South Pole. I am more of a caretaker until someone worthy shows their face."
"You're not worthy? You seem more than worthy to keep the spot." Katara said shyly.
Kenji laughed. "Well, many say so, but I don't think I want the spot. I know there is more to life than a privileged position. I want to see the world, make a difference. Besides, I still have plenty of other things to worry about."
"Oh. I see." Katara said. Chief Arnook had just arrived to find Kenji and Katara talking.
He knew things that would complicate matters with these two, but that would have to wait. "So, that's the one who attacked Hahn. Thaw him out and tie him up. Let's make sure he doesn't hurt anyone else." Arnook said.
Suddenly they felt the ground begin to shake and the ice imprisoning Jet began to crumble. Somehow, Jet had reached far underground and found actual earth to bend. Suddenly free, Jet dashed down the other end of the hall and escaped. They never even had a chance to react.
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Aang felt the ground shaking off in the distance behind him. Perhaps he was going the right way after all. The caverns were like a maze, zigzagging every which way and taking him deeper than anyone had gone in centuries. The cave walls were smooth and sparkled with a pure luminescence, almost like the walls of ice had their own light source.
Continuing on, Aang began to notice carvings on the walls of ice. They seemed to be of people, Water Tribe folk who lived ages before. Some pictures showed benders and others showed strange shapes Aang took for monsters. Maybe sometime in the past, monsters had plagued the North Pole. Maybe the monsters made the cave he was in. Aang wondered if the markings were a warning. Sadly, that's exactly what they appeared to be.
In front of him, a geyser of hot water shot towards him. Aang bent it around him, but was slammed from behind by another jet. Slamming forward, Aang slid to a stop on the slick floor and found himself looking up into the face of one of those dragon-bear creature's from before. It was poised to strike. Aang closed his eyes and prepared for the worst… and felt a warm tongue lick his cheek.
Aang opened his eyes to see the creature smiling. Surrounding it were over a dozen others. The creature moved aside and Aang stood up, only to be knocked down again by the cub they had met on the glacier before. These were the ones they had met previously. Aang spent some time playing with the cub and talking to the creatures. He found them to be as sentient as Appa was. They understood him!
"Your friendly, aren't you?" Aang asked the one he had met on the glacier. Its response was to nod and lick him again. "I think I'll call you Frost." Aang told the beast. Frost seemed to like his name a lot as he tackled Aang and began to lick him mercilessly. Frost's cub came over and nuzzled Aang's cheek. "You want a name too?" Aang asked the cub. The cub started dancing around and jumping up and down. "Chill out little guy." Aang told the cub. Then, "That's your name, Chill!" Chill seemed happy with his choice too and shot some slush out at Aang. Aang laughed and threw a snowball back at the cub.
"Can you guys show me the way back to the Water Tribe?" Aang asked them. Frost nodded and started off back the way Aang had come. Of course he had been going the wrong way. Typical; even when he isn't around, Sokka's sarcastic wit followed Aang. Frost and Chill led the way with Aang close behind, heading back to his friends.
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Kita continued to prod Hakoda's midsection for a moment or two. "Um… can I take your shirt off?" Kita asked hesitantly. Hakoda seemed almost shocked at the question. "So I can take a closer look at the damage, I mean." She amended.
Hakoda nodded and tried to raise his arms over his head without hurting himself. He found that the pain was lessening a little, but not enough to want to move. Kita pulled the shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor. Looking down on Hakoda, she admired the hard, rippling form before her. Hakoda's head was bowed down in pain so he didn't notice Kita's admiring gaze.
Kita began probing some more and found where the damage was worst. "It looks like your ribs are bruised. I can probably heal the worst of it, but you should take it easy for a few days just to be sure. Lay back please." She asked him.
Hakoda nodded and lay flat out on the bed, his arms at his sides. Kita smiled at him and drew out some water from the pouch at her waist. She bent it around her hands and they began to glow a luminescent blue. "Hold still." She told him and began to trace her power through her torso and to the damaged areas. She felt her power healing his wounds. Her hands, which had been bothering her for months stopped hurting and felt very good as they glided over Hakoda's muscular midsection.
Hakoda couldn't help himself and reached out with the closer hand to touch Kita's arm. Kita jumped at the contact and backed away. "Kita…" Hakoda started.
"I'm… I'm sorry. Maybe I shouldn't be the one doing this. I should go." Kita said quickly.
"Why would you not be the one to cure me?" Hakoda asked her. "Without so much as a word past your name, you've already begun healing my heart." He told her; and it was true. Ever since seeing her from the ship as he disembarked up to now, in less than a single full day, he had become infatuated with her; and it wasn't just the sexual attraction he felt, but something much deeper; more personal.
Hakoda's words hit home in Kita and she blushed furiously. "It's complicated. There are things you don't know… things that…" Kita never finished her sentence. Hakoda had quickly sat up and leaned in to kiss her, ignoring his own pain. His lips on hers felt wonderful, and she very nearly melted right there. After an eternity, they broke apart. Kita stood there panting for breath and yearning for more. Hakoda was confused; he had never expected to feel this way about anyone ever again, and yet here he was kissing another woman a good few years his junior.
"I'm sorry, Kita. I shouldn't have done that. It's just…" Hakoda trailed off, looking for the right words.
"I… It's okay Chief Hakoda; please, lay back down. You need to rest." Kita managed to say. She was having trouble thinking straight. This man was finally here like she had seen in her vision, but…
"Kita, tell me about you; please?" Hakoda asked her. "I want to know all about you."
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Author: So… Are we having fun yet?
Aang: I have new pets!
Author: Maybe… but probably not. No offense Aang, but two is enough.
Aang: Aw man!
Hakoda: So what's the deal with me and Kita?
Author: Wouldn't you like to know? I guess you need to keep reading.
Hakoda: And people think I let power go to MY head… /grumble.
Bato: You did. You just don't hold it over our heads.
Hakoda: Gee… thanks…
Bato: Any time, my friend. It's a friend's job to keep things in perspective.
Sokka: How true. On that note, Jet you're an insane maniac and we need to kill you now.
Jet...
Katara: Now Sokka, just because he hurt dad and tried to kill Aang doesn't mean he's bad… it means he's evil and should be burned as a demon!
Aang: Ouch. Harsh Katara… Really harsh.
Kenji: Hey Katara, how about a fight? I could use a workout.
Katara: Sure! /blush
Aang: Um… am I missing something?
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Author's Corner:
I hope everyone's enjoying reading this as much as I enjoy writing it. Once again, thanks to Kira73 and paintedbluerose for all their reviews. You 2 rock the uber hardcorez!
Due to popular demand, the Ice creatures are back. They were so liked that I decided to work them into the story in a way that in no way interfere with what is already planned. Thanks for all the support. Now, I need a name for the species! HELP!
Kita, Kenji and Mina are all characters created by Kira73. I hope they are as well received in my story as they were in hers. If you don't like them at all, bug her about it. If you don't like how I did it, THEN you can bug me
I haven't gotten any feedback on the scene section, so I may not continue it. We'll see. I did however get good feedback when I was arguing with my characters, so that will continue in stride. If you have any good disclaimer jokes, hook me up.
Thank you again to those reviewing my story. It's like Christmas each day when I log on to read them. Feel free to give feedback, suggestions, criticisms etc and I will take what I can to improve it.