Mindless
She had a focus in life when she was younger. She had been sixteen and of marrying age, and swarmed by suitors. She was beautiful, a gifted waterbender, and charismatic. She loved a man. Horuk. She loved her family. Kozu. Father. Kala. Mother. Jee. Brother. She was happy.
The Fire Nation attacked. Her father died. Her brother was captured, along with many of her comrades. Nevertheless, they fought back and drove away the unwanted Fire Nation from their homeland.
The Fire Nation attacked. Her mother died. More of her comrades were taken.
The Fire Nation attacked. Horuk died.
The Fire Nation attacked.
The Fire Nation attacked.
The Fire Nation attacked. She was the only one left.
And she was captured as well.
She escaped eventually, decades later, and she killed every single one of those soldiers. Beautiful. The Moon has blessed me.The last body fell to the ground, Hama stood, silent, ankle-deep in blood. (There was just so much. So beauitful) She had a focus in life before, so many decades ago. She was going to be married and have a family. Now, she was just a bitter old woman mindlessly fighting an uphill battle. But one thing was for sure, she was going to do whatever it takes to let someone else live her life. The life she could've had.
She was a mindless killer now. "And I have a part to play."
A roar came from her right, alerting her of an approaching guard. With a careless wave of her hand, he was frozen in place by his comrades' blood.
"I will play my part." She was a mindless killer now.