Okay so yes. It has been a long time. And it probably will be another long time. This story has about 6 chappies left to it. And after that it's done! Now, there may be a sequel but don't expect that for a while. So don't get your hopes up. Just to warn ya.
SO anyway, on with the story eh?
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"Ready...BEGIN!" Zhao shouted.
Aiden almost screamed.
In an instant five of the men leaped at Felice. She stood there though her face cold and hard. One of the five men screamed and loged a dagger at her. In an instant, Felice reached up and grabbed it right before it hit her on the nose. She took the dagger and tossed it in the air, catching it, then she licked the blade and threw it at the man. Aiden's eyes widened. The man was dead before he even hit the ground; the dagger loged into his throat.
The other four men stared at her, fury in their eyes. They were out for revenge. They were going to get it but Felice wasn't going to give it to them. They spread out in four corners circleing around her. Felice watched them all, her eyes darting from person to person. One of them lunged suddenly stabbing at Felice with his spear. Felice grabbed the spear right below the arrowhead and twisted. She pulled the man into the second man. They fell and the spear went through the second man with an odd sound. The second man gasped and stared at his chest in disbelief. Felice smiled and pushed it farther into his chest. Then she tore it out and rammed it into the man who had tried to stab her first. A slash of red appeared on his chest that ran all the way down to his leg.
All the men stared at her. Their eyes showed fear and worry. Perhaps they shouldn't attack. Perhaps this wasn't a fight they could win. Felice turned to all of them. The blood of the very first man was on her chin and she wiped it off. Grinning, she licked the blood.
"Come on," she breathed. "Who's next?"
The men backed away and Felice gripped the spear. Her smiled had turned deadly.
"Fine," she muttered. "I'll kill you all,"
Aiden closed his eyes and turned away. He couldn't watch this. This was...it was...indescribable. There was no way that Felice could be doing this. She couldn't and she wouldn't. She was the woman that he had loved. She was the woman that he had kissed and who spoke to him so gently. She was the woman that he had married and risked his life for. She was no killer. Yet there she stood. The blood on her dress to prove it. Part of him wished that she had told him, and part of him wished he had never known. But he had to know. He had to. Sooner or later he would have found out.
"Very good," came Zhao's voice. Aiden turned back around to watch. There were 25 bodies on the ground. Blood was in puddles; deep and rich. "You did very well, with the exception of your shoulder..."
"Master, I will do better. Anything to please you." Felice said bowing until she formed a right angle. Zhao smiled and smacked her across the face.
"Do not be so cocky. You will find I do not like it," he said.
"Yes, Master," Felice said quietly.
Zhao nodded, taking one last glance at her shoulder, and left. The shoulder was bleeding heavily. Felice didn't seem to notice though. Aiden watched her. Watched her shudder at the bodies when her foot ran into one. This was a side of Felice he had never seen. No one had seen this side. It was the side after she killed. When she dissipeared for hours. He watched her face contort to one filled with grief and regret. Her mouth quivered and she ran to the side of the boat to vomit. He wanted to go over there and hold her hair back. But Felice stood up. She wiped off her mouth and went back inside, her legs shaking. Aiden sat down. This was all to real. All to real.
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Heero was walking down the beach. It was night and the moon lighted up his path. Grains of sand pushed past his feet. He always liked this time of night. It was peaceful and quiet. Nothing like during the day. He stopped when he reached the moon plant. His father never spoke of this plant. He didn't have to; Heero knew. He knew it belonged to his mother. His eyes closed at that thought. His mother. He hated to think of her. She was gone yet because of this plant she seemed like...like maybe she was still here. There was a rustle in a tree at the woods. Heero looked up.
"Come out Jin," he said simpley.
Jin came out and pouted.
"What were you doing Heero?" she asked walking over to him.
"Nothing," Heero said. He looked at the water. Something...something was coming towards them. A boat. A small boat that seemed to be coming from a larger one. "Jin," he said quickly. "Get in the bushes,"
"What? Why?" Jin asked frantically.
"Just get in the bushes!" Heero shouted. He shoved Jin into the bushes just as the boat landed on the shore. Three men stepped out. "Can I help you?" Heero asked giving them a friendly smile, as if it was normal to be at an island at night.
"Sure you can help us. Are you by any chance related to a Prince Zuko?" one man asked.
Heero nodded. "Yeah, why? Are you looking for him?"
The men grinned at each other. "Actually...we got orders to take his son."
"Oh shit," Heero muttered when one man took out some rope from the boat. He turned to run but the men were quicker. They grabbed his leg making him trip. Jin stayed where she was, watching with wide eyes. She should help, she should. But her legs were frozen. Daddy. Daddy could help, she thought. Quickly she sprinted off towards the house without making any sound. Heero groaned as the men threw him onto the boat. He was bound and gagged. The ropes cut into his wrists and into his ankles.
Jin ran as fast as she could. Why did the palace have to be so big? It should be small so she would only have to shout. She ran into Zuko's room and flew onto the bed. "DADDY!" she screamed shaking his shoulders.
"Jin?" Zuko mumbled sitting up slowly. "What is it? Did you have a nightmare?"
"No daddy! It's Heero!" Jin said pulling Zuko by his hand to the exit of the palace.
"What? What's wrong?" Zuko didn't need to be pulled any longer.
"Bad men! Bad men are taking Heero away!"
By the time they got there the boat was gone. Both were. All that was left was a flag in the ground. On it was the fire nation symbol. Zuko stared at it horrified. It was happening. It was happening again. He knew exactly who had taken Heero and he knew exactly where they went. Zhao was leading him back to where the death of Kaori took place where he could watch the death of his son. He would be there though, that was no doubt. But he was not going to let his son die. Things would be different this time. Very different.
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Felice sat up in bed. A messenger stood at the doorway and told her to report directly to Zhao's meeting room. The meeting room? Felice thought, getting her hair flattened. This had to be important then. The meeting room was only used in great times. Quickly she walked down the hallway and entered the room, bowing to Zhao. She gazed around though. There were five soliders. They were holding someone. Zhao was smiling but this wasn't a good smile. This smile said that he knew something she didn't. Her eyes froze at the someone they were holding.
It was Aiden.
"It came to my attention, apprentice," Zhao said making her gaze flicker over to him. "That you may have something that I do not posess."
Felice shook her head. "You own everything I do, Master," she said bowing again.
"Tell me then. Are you aquainted with this young man?" he asked pointing to Aiden.
Felice froze but without hesitation she replied no. She would not put Aiden's life in danger. She could not know him at this moment. He was no one. Aiden stared at her with a cold hard stare. He was playing the part a bit to well, she thought. Something was the matter.
"You don't?" Zhao asked, curiosity growing in his voice.
"No,"
"Then what are these?"
He took a piece of paper from his back pocket and threw it on the ground infront of her. Felice picked them up and stared at them, her fingers shaking. It was their marriage papers.
She looked up at Zhao and he grinned at her.
He knew.
Oh, did he know.
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Okay so SOMETHING TERRIBLE HAPPENS IN THE NEXT CHAPPIE. STAY TUNED TO FIND OUT.
-Emma
