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Chapter 5: The King and Fight pt. 1
this chapter is more descriptive for those of you who wanted descriptiveness (uh...yea...descriptiveness...a word i don't think is real)
King Mashura of Homaku Island was dressed in flowing fushia gowns that trailed behind his ankles when he walked. Upon his forehead he wore a gold crown with saphhires and emeralds encrusted in the top. He had at least two rings on each finger of his hands, and his left hand held a twinkling golden scepter. He was old, and walked slowly up to the young Avatar, with the two guards carrying the train of his robes."I see this one," he said, pointing to Aang,"has a story to tell. He is the last airbender."
"How do you know?" Aang asked.
"That is for you to never know." Mashura said, walking slowly past Aang, Katara, and Sokka to perch on his throne. "What are you waiting for? Sit down and let the feast begin!" The king snapped his fingers, and suddenly chefs and other richly-clothed citizens came out of doors all around the room, carrying exotic foods like filet minion, sashimi, cooked saba, and calamari.(sp?)
"More food?" Aang said. "Uh...I'll pass."
"More food?" Sokka growled. "YES!" he licked his lips and took some sashimi, chicken, and honey rolls. He stuffed that in his mouth and then dove into the delicious cinnamon ham. (A/N: it's really good, trust me)
"Food..." Katara said, delighted and relieved. She took a slice of olive bread and some calamari and ate politely.
Aang was a bit bored of watching everyone eat. "So..I bet you're wondering what I'm doing here?" he said, watching the king at his throne.
"No, I know what you're doing here. You want to swim in the Yukitoru Springs and ride the Burraca." (A/N: not a barracuda!)
Katara stopped eating. "How do you know that?"
"Foolish girl. Didn't I just tell you?" Mashura said. his cheery attitude changed to a more edgy one when Katara spoke. "That is for you to never know." he repeated, in a much lower tone of voice.
Aang didn't want Katara to feel worse than she already did. "King Mashura, don't you have any questions to ask me? You know, about me being the Avatar and stuff-"
"-no. The only thing I wish of you is the girl."he said, slyly.
"Gadawa?" Sokka grunted, mouth full to the brim with food.
"Katara?" Aang stood up from the table, pointing to his best friend.
"...Me?" Katara knew the least about the whole slave thing, so she was utterly surprised at this ordeal. "What do you want with me?" she asked.
"Ask your boyfriend." Mashura replied, with a semi-evil grin on his face.
"He's not my-"
"Katara." Aang's voice broke the squabble between Mashura and Katara. "I'm sorry we didn't tell you earlier. Mashura wants you to be a slave for the town."
"That's King Mashura to you." he said, pointing at Katara.
Aang continued. "All the females in this town were slaves. The last one...the last one..er.."
"Died." Mashura finished for Aang, who didn't know the rest of this story. "Died of being overworked. We need you now, Katara." He stood up, walking to the back of the throne room.
Katara's eyes watered. there was a silence overpowering the room. Even Sokka fell silent and stopped eating. "How could you want to come to such a terrible place, Aang? How could you do this to me?" Katara pushed her plate of barely-touched food across the table, where Sokka was sitting, and put her head in her arms and began to cry.
"I'll give you ten minutes," King Mashura cawed, stalking away, "to say your goodbyes. Katara will work afterwards." Then he opened the door, ready to leave. But Katara felt terrible and her temper had risen, so before the king closed the door, she turned around and sent a row of glistening water straight at the King's head.
Sokka and Aang gasped. Katara stood up, ready to fight. her head was tilted downward and her eyes were fiercely squinted. if there was a good time for waterbending in a desert-like land, it would be when she was crying. That way, she could convert her tears into useable water.
"So, you want to play games, eh?" Mashura said, his grey hair soaking wet.
"Katara, don't.." Aang said, holding her back. But Katara merely shrugged him off.
Mashura was an earthbender; all of this room was made out of metals and other precious substances, but there was clay and stone underneath. Whether Mashura could bring the stone out from under metal, Katara didn't know.All she wanted to do was seek revenge, and win the battle for womankind. If there was one thing she couldn't stand, it was sexism, and even though she dealt with a sexist brother all her life, Katara never thought anyone could take it this far. Think of all the women who have died under the control of this putrid, horrible man. she thought.
She spread her fingers wide open in front of her, waiting for the battle to begin. Before she could make the first move, a series of middle-sized rocks pounded the back of Katara's head, and the room spun uncontrollably. She hit the floor, hearing Aang's cry of terror, and felt a couple more stones graze her neck before she fell unconscious and knew no more of the battle.
DUN DUNDUN! cliffhanger! sorry people, no post till probably thursday. Maybe friday.
