A/N: Thanks to everyone for their kind reviews! Just to answer a few questions you all might have: I changed Katara's age so that it can flow with the plot (her feeling guilty about falling in love with Aang), Sokka's and Prince Zuko's age are both the same, seventeen, even though Prince Zuko is sixteen, and Sokka's age is not specified in the show.
CH. 2, Solitary Avatar
Aang sat in the middle of a dark dungeon-like room, located in the lower deck of Prince Zuko's ship. Heavy metal shackles irritated his wrists, and there was a strong odor from the seawater, that came up to his thighs, since he was sitting.
He wondered how Katara was doing. He would have not dared harm her, or would he? He had to see her, make sure everything was okay, and touch her to be certain it was not all a yearning idealism. He did not care about himself or even if they were going to kill him or not, he just wanted her to be safe.
Let her live her life.
A sudden rage overcame him, dammit, why did I let her go alone? I should have been there for her. I should have been there.
Prince Zuko was capable of anything now, there was no way that he could escape with Katara, the chains were too heavy, and by the door stood two guards. He did not even know where Katara was, and if she was even still on the ship. The last he saw of Katara was when he was sent to lower deck, Prince Zuko disappeared with her in his arms; she was unconscious and looked vulnerable but peaceful as she slept.
Coward, use a girl to do your dirty work. He could not believe his enemy would stoop to that level. He had to have a least bit of dignity.
And Sokka…he would not be stupid enough to try to rescue them. He would just get chained up himself. Before Aang left, he made Sokka promise him he would not interfere, but he doubted if he would listen, he was hardheaded. And if Sokka did decide to come the least he could do was find some help.
Loud footsteps echoed throughout the hallway, then there was a shadow that appeared under the door. Two men were talking behind the door; Aang could not make out what they were saying.
Prince Zuko opened the door suddenly, and Aang stood up abruptly, his clothes soaked from the water. "What have you done with Katara? And where is she?"
"Relax," Prince Zuko said, his mouth crooked into a smile as he leaned against the door, his hands in his pockets. "You will see your girlfriend soon. She is safe and resting. I wanted to talk to establish some things with you."
"Let Katara go; I will do whatever you want." He said infuriated and desperate.
"Not yet. She will be mine for the time being."
What is he suggesting?
"Don't you dare touch her!" He moved towards him but was weighed down by the chains and fell to the ground, the water splashed in his face and the rest of his clothes became wet.
Prince Zuko laughed revealing his pearly white teeth. "I guess she is that important to you?" He smiled again, his face darkened, "She is quite a beauty isn't she?"
Aang grimaced, he was not sure he wanted to know what he meant. If anything happened to Katara it was his fault. Because he put her in this situation, it was his fault she was kidnapped, and it was his fault she was hurt. He didn't want to be the Avatar anymore. He wished he could just quit.
"Don't you dare touch her." He repeated in a hoarse voice standing up and moving as close as he could to him.
"But how can I resist?" He said, then opened the door and left.
"Katara! Katara!" Aang cried out, he dropped to his knees and sobbed. Katara… I am sorry.
Katara woke from her daze. Her head ached and she could barely stand. She got up from the bed and wandered around the room she was in. It was a big room with candles that lit up the room. There was a large mirror that stood beside the door and more tall lit candles that stood next to it. Bewildered, she walked to the door but found it locked. It was locked from the outside. She had no idea where she was or what happened before she became unconscious.
She began knocking hard against the door, "Somebody! Help!"
After a while she stopped when she heard someone opening the door from the other side. She stood back and Prince Zuko opened the door, her face became pale, what am I doing inside his room?
"Hello, trust you slept well." Prince said closing the door behind him and locking it.
"What do you want with me?" She demanded.
"Wouldn't you like to know what happened first?" She nodded slightly then he continued. "After I hit you over the head you became unconscious. I told that Avatar I would kill you if he didn't obey me. And he came willingly."
Aang…what have you done?
"And Sokka?"
"That jerk, I let him go, what could one weakling do? Besides, he wouldn't dare try to save you two before his own life."
That's not true, Sokka is no coward. He would do anything to save us.
"What have you done with Aang?" She demanded.
"The Avatar is in one of the rooms lower deck, receiving the beating of his life. I want him weak so that when we return to the Fire Nation he will be defendless." He smirked, "I'm dying to see him bloody." He said sardonically.
"No, you can not do this!" She cried, her tears stained her parka, "How could you do that! How could you do that to a poor child?"
"He is no child; he's one hundred and twelve."
"You jerk!" She shrieked. "What do you want from me?" She said in between sobs. "What do you want?"
His face appeared menacingly, as he moved closer to her, "Sweet little flower, I want you."
She looked at him in dread as he took off his outer clothing and then his shirt. She moved back and fell onto the bed.
He touched her face, and kissed her teasingly on her neck.
"Please," She cried, "Please, don't do this…"
