I AM SO SORRY I WAS LATE! but thanx for the reviews! sorry, I'm putting a lot of fight action in here to satisfy you until next post. i'm extremely busy right now.

The Fight pt. 2

"Katara!" Aang rushed over to his friend's limp body.It was obvious that shehad passed out and she probably had a concussion from the fast-flying rocks. Her mouth was slightly open, but in a distinguished frown. The king stopped earthbending and slowly sauntered over. Aang held Katara upright, with one hand underneath her legs and the other curled around her waist. "No...Katara..." Aang said, and hung his head. Sokka knelt down and checked for Katara's pulse.
"Her heart's beating, but it's faint." Sokka said gravely. "Do some airbending, Aang."
Aang wasn't sure if it would help, but he did it anyway, he opened Katara's mouth a little wider and summoned air to bend. Then he made a quick motion to her mouth and the air entered her body. Aang compressed Katara's chest and repeated it several times before an interruption came. The interruption was a sharp kick to Aang's head from King Mashura.Sokka got the same. Their dizzy heads turned around and they saw the king with a very aggrivated look on his face.
"This girl -Katara- she is unconscious, yes?" he said.
Aang swallowed. "Yes." His voice came out deeper, darker, and more sulky. Aang looked downward at the girl he had holding in his arms. Her eyelids started to flutter open. "..unggh...What happened?" she grunted, looking straight up at Aang.
"Katara, you're okay!" Aang cheered, paying no attention to Katara's question.
Sokka was a bit more careful to get happy. "Does your head hurt? Do you know where we are? You do know who you are, right?"
'Settle down Sokka, I'm alright." Katara said. "Except my head aches like heck."
"Well," Mashura said, slyly, "Now that Katara is awake I shall call her back to battle."
"W-What?" Sokka said. "She was just shot by about twenty stones all over her body, and you want her to continue fighting?"
The king answered and gave a wise choice. "Yes. But why don't we let our dear Katara make the decision?"
Katara thought as hard as she could, with her head throbbing uncontrollably. She thought about what he had said earlier, about the women of the town dying of being overworked, and thought once again of all the women who were mistreated here.
"I will fight." Katara decided. She tried to stand up, but she was still on the floor and in Aang's arms. Aang saw that Katara wanted to stand, so he let go of her, blushing wildly afterward.
"I'm ready." She said, wobbling a bit because she had just passed out. The king Mashura sent a flurry of rocks at Katara. She protected her face with a powerful blast of water that also traveled the fifteen feet between them and hit Mashura clean in the torso. He flew backward, landing on his backside. Aang and Sokka gasped. He's way older than you, Katara thought. Hit him while he can't get back up. She ran forward, clutching her small stream of water, and blew it full-force at the king's head. He coughed and sputtered, rolling around onthe floor like an upside-down turtle. But Katara wasn't over yet. She did it. (A/N: You sick people, not that it. Stop thinking that way you nasty person.)
Katara didn't know what made her do it. Maybe it was the low tolerance she had for people who were sexist. Maybe all those rocks that hit her in the head messed up her mind. All she knew was that she was enraged and she had to take it out on someone. She jumped right onto the king, punching and kicking him unconrollably.(thisis really OOC) (A/N: think of that part in A Christmas Story when Ralphie's beating up that ugly freckly kid.)
Aang and Sokka reacted first. They sprang forward, grabbing Katara's arms and pulling her away from the king. She was putting up a tough fight; she still continued to kick and punch air after letting king Mashura get up and on his feet. The king was absolutely irate, with scratches on his face and bruises on his legs and arms. Not too much harm was done to him, thank goodness. Aangand Sokka tried to talk some sense into katara, but the conversation just sounded like this:
"What were you thinking-"
"Katara, are you feeling well-"
"Why did you do that-"
"The king looks angry-"
As the king strode over,eyes glaring menacingly, Katara had a huge lump in her throat. Her eyes watered because she knew she would be severely punished, if not killed.
"Katara," Mashura said slowly, "I will be planning your exile now."

DUN DUN DUN! the next chapter will be called...Katara's Exile! (wow, never would have guesed!)