Hey there people! I finally got an idea for my chapter. It took a long time, i stayed up all night thinking of what to write next and i hope you like it. I love getting reviews its my favorite thing about writing this story. So please leave lots of reviews! I am watching the first episodes right now. Huh... ok so here is my story that i slaved over for hours thinking of what to write and actually writing it.
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Chapter 8
Zuko was lying in his bed asleep while his uncle was sponging his forehead. He started to stir, then opened his eyes a little at a time. Iroh took the sponge off Zuko's forehead.
"oh good your awake, I was beginning to worry." he said.
Zuko didn't say anything, he was trying to remember what had happened. Then he did. Before his uncle could say another word, he jumped out of bed, threw open the door, and ran down the hall. He could hear his uncle calling after him, but he didn't stop. Oh let her still be there... he thought as he was running down the hall to Katara's room. Once there he burst through the cell's door. It was empty. He felt a hand on his shoulder, but it was Iroh's.
"I tried to tell you before you so hurriedly ran out of your room." Iroh said.
"UGH! How could I have been so stupid!" he yelled as he sent a ball of fire out of his fist in anger.
"Uncle where is Zhao headed?" he asked rather quickly.
"Zuko, please listen to reason, we-"
"I SAID WHERE IS HE HEADED!" Zuko yelled before his uncle could finish.
"It looked like he was headed for a village south of here, probably to get new supplies." Iroh answered.
"uncle tell the guards to set a course for south, I am not going to loose my bargaining chip so easily." he ordered.
"could it be Zuko, that this girl is no longer to you just bait for the avatar?" said Iroh giving his nephew a strange look.
"Uncle please just do as I asked." said Zuko going just slightly red in the face, but still looking quite serious.
"Very well." he said and walked off.
Katara:
"owwww, my head!" Katara said in agony rubbing her head. This was like the second time she had been hit on the head. And the second time she had been kidnapped. She was squatting on the floor of a dirty looking cell that was much much smaller than her first cell on Zuko's ship. Aren't you just the luckiest person EVER Katara! She thought.
"well," She said with a sigh, "I don't see how this could get worse."
But she had spoken too soon. In had marched a guard. He walked over to her and picked her up by the arm, and dragged her out of the cell without saying anything. Katara struggled against him, but his grip on her arm was too tight.
"Stop struggling." the guard said.
"Well I probably wouldn't have to struggle if you loosened your grip." she said in reply sarcastically. But the guard only chuckled and tightened his grip on her. They had reached a door, the guard knocked on it, and entered.
"Well, how is our prisoner today?" said Zhao in a falsely sweet voice. He was standing in the middle of an empty room with nothing but a chair sitting next to him.
"I've been better." Katara mumbled.
Zhao just laughed, but it chilled Katara to the bone.
"Please have a seat." he said as he motioned to the chair next to him. She walked over and sat down, not wanting to give Zhao the impression that he scared her, because he did. He made a motion to his guard to leave, and the guard walked out slamming the door hard behind him.
"I want to know why Zuko thought it seemed important that I didn't find you." he said simply.
"I don't know." Katara answered. But this didn't seem to please him because the next thing she knew she had been slapped, hard, on her face. She thought she was going to cry, but she held it in, she didn't even lift a hand to rub the spot he hit. Not wanting to give him the satisfaction that he could control her. But Zhao just looked flustered.
"Where is the avatar?" he asked her. Katara took a deep breath and answered once more "I don't know." this earned her another hard slap on the same spot the first one had hit. She felt like her face was on fire. if only I had some water, she thought, knowing she could rid herself of the pain on her face. Zhao continued on with these questions only to be answered with an 'I don't know' from Katara each time. But each time she answered this she got an even harder hit on the face. After some long (and very painful) hours Zhao finally tired from his little 'Interrogation' called his guard to take Katara backed to her tiny cell. Only to remind her that this would be continued tomorrow. Oh great...
Once back to her cell, Katara could only wallow in her pain and misery. Because now more than ever she missed Aang and Sokka. She longed to be back in her friends and brothers arms again. With these thoughts she drifted off into what would be a very short sleep.
Aloha. Well i felt depressed today. Hence this chapter. I know i only updated yesterday and all but i felt if i didn't write an update soon i would catch writer's block. Oh and you know i really wish you people would update faster. Seriously i have nothing better to do than listen to my mom say you've been spending too much time on the computer! No more computer for a month blah blah blah. Ugh how annoying. Well if you share my feelings you can reach me at 1-800-i-need-a-life. Don't worry about me, i get this way only about once a month. It will probably last about a week. Ok aloha laterz.
The ever cheerful Shojo Butterfly
