DISCLAIMER: don't own AVATAR.
Here's a note:
There's a little talking devil inside me, and she mite make a few appearances. Unfortunately…
DEVIL: like rite now?
ME: DANG IT! Y don't u ever stay in that special playroom I gave u?
DEVIL: bcuz it's a torture chamber and those so called babysitters, r torture specialists…
ME: uhhh. Yah, about that,
DEVIL: 4get it. Wut's next in the story?
ME: well, if I u would have just STAYED IN YOU ROOM! I would have gotten 2 it already!
DEVIL: sry!
ME: yah, like I'm actually gonna b-lieve that.
Anyways, enjoy the story!
Chapter 10: Aang
Kellie was getting bored, and decided to check on Aang, make sure he was as happy as the guards would let him, and that went the same with comfortable.
The thing was, Kellie couldn't find the dungeons, where Anag was being placed under heavy guard.
Even if she could find a door that might lead to the dungeons, there would be guards blocking it, preventing her from entering.
When Kellie ever tried to force entry into these doors, the guards would always shove her back. She would stand up, brush dust off, and walk away. As if nothing ever happened.
Kellie stared at the ceiling in boredom.
"Ug, nothing to DO in this stupid place!" She muttered.
"If you're bored, I'm sure we can find you something to do." Kellie turned her head to look at Zuko properly.
"I'm not bored, I wander around this place, looking for the dungeons." Zuko's face got grim.
"You can't go down there."
"Why not?"
"Who knows what will happen if you get caught?" Kellie grinned.
"Well, it would certainly give me something to do, if I got caught." Zuko didn't even laugh.
"I don't want you to get hurt." Kellie rolled her eyes.
"You sound like my mom." Zuko picked her off the bed, set her down in front of him, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.
"That's because I care about you."
"Now you definitely sound like my mom."
"I don't care. I don't want you getting hurt." Kellie growled.
"Then give me your mask, broad swords and black outfit! I'll go as the Blue Spirit!" Zuko looked at her, surprised.
"How do you-"
"Do I need to answer that? Now, when are you giving me the Blue Spirit stuff?" Zuko sighed, grudgingly, and disappeared through a door. Only to return with the black outfit, the two swords, and an orange, demonic mask.
"That's the wrong-" Zuko cut her off.
"I know it's different, but Zhao knows my face. You need to be someone else." Kellie raised an eyebrow.
"I thought, that by putting on your stuff, I WOULD be someone else." Zuko gave her a light glare.
"Haha, very funny. Now, put these on." And he tossed her everything except the swords. Kellie held the mask in her hand, waiting for the swords.
He helped put on the sheath across her back, and Kellie shoved the orange mask at Zuko. Once he had a grip on it, Kellie quickly unsheathed the swords and did some pointless tricks with them. Then stabbed and practiced some sword fighting techniques.
Zuko watched with slight awe. Her first time skills challenged his, years of skill, practice with the swords. Kellie sheathed the swords quickly, then turned to the mask.
Zuko handed it to her, and she slipped it over her face. Once Kellie was sure her hair wouldn't get in the way, she grinned at Zuko from behind the orange mask.
"Time for a little fun."
Kellie crept quietly through the halls, as the Orange Spirit, as Zuko called her. But she saw no one. Which was strange.
Kellie had no idea where she was, anymore, so when she saw a barred door and didn't recognize it, she crept in.
The halls were made of cold, cruel stone, and there were only a few torches to light the way, but they didn't help much. There were barred doors all around, but Kellie never noticed.
Suddenly, there was a cough, and Kellie whirled around, swords at the ready. But her swords nearly fell at the sight from inside one barred door.
Aang was on the verge of death, because the guards hardly fed him, not enough to keep him at full strength, but enough to keep him alive. His clothes barely fit.
The only things that kept him going, were the thought of Kellie and Katara's faces, smiling brightly in his memory. Both of Kellie's faces, from when she was his age, and now. All in all, she was prettier now, he liked that streak of purple in the front bang of her hair…
Aang looked up wearily when he heard footsteps.
Probably another guard.
But it wasn't. It was a figure, adorned in black, with two swords sheathed in the same scabbard, wearing a mask that looked identical to the Blue Spirit's…
Only it isn't the Blue Spirit.
It was true, whoever this was, they wore an orange mask, not blue. But the design was still the same.
They didn't seem to notice him, and just then, Aang coughed. The figure turned to face him, and Aang saw straight through the mask.
Kellie.
AANG!
Kellie looked unbelievably at the boy in chains. He looked like he was dying!
But he isn't.
Kellie felt horrible. She walked up to the bars, and grasped them. She could not squeeze through, not even a mouse could.
She looked at the boy. Kellie wondered where she was, when it hit her.
She was in the dungeon, the main ways in were guarded, she had came in through the back door!
"Aang…" She whispered. Her voice ruff and coarse behind the mask. Aang didn't recognize her.
"How do you know my name? Are you a demon, coming here to end my painful life?" Kellie smiled gently from behind her mask.
"No, I'm an angel, come to help you."
Then Kellie removed her mask. Her face revealed, she also removed the tight hood from her head, revealing her hair. Aang felt relieved to see the bright green eyes.
"You look," Kellie finished his sentence.
"Like the Blue Spirit? That may be, but I'm the Orange Spirit." Aang nodded.
"Why did you come here?" He asked.
"Because I was worried, about yours, and Katara, and Sokka's, well being. I snuck down here to make sure you were alright." Aang gave a weak smile.
"Well, I am now. With you here." Kellie gave a little chuckle. Aang yawned.
"Will you sing for me?" Kellie perked up.
"What?"
"Sing for me. The General said you have a beautiful voice. Please sing." Kellie nodded.
Think of something to sing!
I can't! I've already sung my favorite songs!
THINK OF ONE!
Suddenly, a song Kellie loved to sing, popped into her head. It was from one of her favorite Who albums.
Up here on the ledgeI'm getting pushed to the edge
People line up behind me to step into my shoes
Up here in the precipice
I'm getting close to my nemesis
People fighting each other, to jump into my blues
There's a young kid inside me somewhere
He stays up all night, a vampire that never dies
With the blood and the moon in his eyes
I hear his voice when I'm coming down
Sleep is for fools, who never see the sun rise
Who never get to live twice
I was a face in a magazine
When you were still playing with your plasticine,
Now you're doggin' my tail, ridin' the slipstream,
You can take the fans and the enemies
The little girls who squeeze and tease
Then pass on their social disease
Go get your penicillin
I know you young and dumb
I know where you're coming from
Don't know where you're goin' to
But I been there same as you
You're running out of ideas
And new hats to try on
I know you middle age
Same song, different page
I know what you're goin' through
Made the same mistakes as you,
All you want is some hope
And a shoulder to cry on.
There's a stranger inside me somewhere
That shadow behind me don't even look like me
An echoed apology
He's a wolf in sheep disguise
I wake up in places I don't even recognize
Pretender in paradise
It's your turn, step up and take it
If you've got the guts to hang on you can make it
Come on
Come on
Oooooh, take it
Aang smiled as her song finished.
"I like that song, what's it called?" Kellie looked up at him, and smiled. As she had sang, she had sunk to the floor.
"It's called It's Your Turn." Aang nodded.
"Sing me another song written by the people who wrote that." Kellie nodded, and only one song came to mind.
No one knows what it's likeTo be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
But my dreams
Aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
But my dreams
Aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool
If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
Kellie looked over her shoulder at Aang, and smiled. He was fast asleep. Kellie sighed, and stood up. Pulled her hood over her hair, and her mask over her face, becoming the Orange Spirit once more.
Grudgingly, she walked out of the dungeons, but not without whispering something to warm Aang's dreams.
"I'll get you out of here, Aang, I promise."
Aww, so sad. And those songs I used, belong to The Who. Not me. And that last song, Behind Blue Eyes, is the original song. Not the new version done by some new band. When I found out that another band used Pete Townshend's song, I was enraged.
Sora's Girl AkA JRL: ok. Let's just go with, glad u like the story.
Lopchop: yes, now u know. And u thought it would b a Zuko/Kellie or Kelly/Aang chapter. HA! I wouldn't put Kellie with Aang if my life depended on it! (well, I mite, I just wouldn't like it.)
Xxmango: thanx. U should have replied 2 the other stories, so I knew. But here's the update above u.
That's all, folks!
INSANITY AT ITS FINEST
LONG LIVE THE HIPPIES!
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