DISCLAIMER: don't own AVATAR. Gosh, this gets old…

Rioki Moondove: about ur story, I don't kno wut that show it's based on is, I've never heard of it, so it would just make things difficult 4 me 2 understand. And stop shooting wrath at Aaron and Zula, they still hav roles in this story they need 2 play.

Sulana Jay: yes, very unfortunate.

Sokka.is.mine.: ok, just so u don't' hurt me, here's sum candy. (hands her candy)

Lopchop: I'll let them kno.

AND LO! MY HIDDEN OC IS REVELAED!


Chapter 6: Run

Kierra sat with the Master, grasping the table, at the sight of when Kellie started to yell at her son.

"MAIKU!"

Kierra's pale blue knuckles were now white, her eyes squinting at the window, and her teeth clenched to the point of cracking.

"So this is what has become of the great Fire Lady Kellie?" Kierra hissed. The Master sighed, and looked into Kierra's sea eyes.

"Yes. But keep watching."


Kellie slid across the cold stones of her cell, her cheek scraping it and beginning to bleed, and the guards shut her in the dark.

She held a flame in front of her face to keep herself warm, and Kellie saw red staining her pants. Blood. Kellie held a hand to her cheek, to stop the bleeding, and waited.

Kellie still felt the warmth of her blood seeping through a little, but her fingers were numb. Kellie pulled her hand away to examine it. It was covered in red, living-giving, fluid.

She scraped her hand against the wall in which her back was against, leaving five long trails of blood on it.


Zuko sighed. He had asked every neighbor if they had seen his wife, they all said yes, but they didn't know where she went. He was out of options.

Or was he?


Aaron waited patiently for the sound of the car to drive up. There. There it was. Aaron opened the door and walked to the driveway. There sat a little Porsche, and in it, sat a little woman, about 24 years in age. She got out of the car, walked up to Aaron, and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

"Hi honey." The woman said quietly.

"Hi sweetie." Aaron replied.

"How was everything while I was gone?" She asked. Aaron shrugged.

"A girl who claimed to be my sister showed up, nothing special." The woman's expression darkened.

"Aaron, how many times have I told you since we married? Your sister is dead, and the dead can't be brought back to life." The woman began to say seductively. Aaron began to protest.

"But Jesus Christ," the woman cut him off.

"He was another matter." The woman walked back into the house, Aaron following after her.

"Yes, Mary."


Mary sat on her and her husband's bed, gloating at that off chance of luck she had gotten 5 years ago.

Her face darkened at the memory of the day her vengeance was sworn.

"Congratulations, Aaron! You've finally done it! You go off to a good college, and get a great job, so I can gloat about you to my friends!" Kellie said with a bright face as she congratulated her brother on graduating.

"I'll make sure to do that." Aaron grinned. His girlfriend, Mary, stood beside him. She was about to go on stage, to get the diploma saying she graduated, when Kellie hiccupped.

The punch Kellie held in her hand, ruby red punch, spilled out of her cup, and onto the white graduation dress Mary wore. Mary screamed at the sight of the filthy stain ruining her dress.

"Oh my gosh! Mary, I'm so sorry! I didn't' mean that! These people should never mix red punch and white dresses together! Mary! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" Kellie apologized for the accident. Then, Mary's name was called. She, unwillingly, walked up on stage.

People took one look at the giant stain on Mary's clothing, and began to snicker. Young children began to point it out rather loudly, and parents tried to hush their children.

Mary's face, after she got her diploma, and walked off stage, was as red as the stain.

She looked over at Kellie, who was trying to hide her guilt. Mary glared. That hiccup of Kellie's had sounded fake. As if she meant to ruin Mary's big day.

Mary decided that that was the answer.

And Mary decided to ruin Kellie, just like she had ruined Mary.

Mary smiled evilly into her reflection in the bedroom. Looks like the plan was working very well. She would have never gotten back at Kellie if she hadn't disappeared 5 years ago, and then mysteriously came back!


Aaron sighed as he looked at the radio. It began to play.

Aaron didn't pay attention to the lyrics, but some of the words of the song managed to float into his mind.

Now I know he never was and never will be

You don't know how you've betrayed me

And somehow you've got everybody fooled

Without the mask where will you hide

Can't find yourself lost in your lie

I know the truth now

I know who you are

And I don't love you anymore

It never was and never will be

You're not real and you can't save me

Somehow now you're everybody's fool

Why did Aaron feel as if those lyrics represented him?


Kellie extinguished her flame when the door to her cell opened. A guard came in, and roughly picked her up by the arm.

"Move along, miss." Kellie followed without a word.


Kellie was shoved into a bathroom, and the guard closed the door.

"Come out when you've cleaned up and are changed." The guard yelled from the other side. Kellie sat into the giant tub, and began to fill it.

There were hundreds of soaps and various other things for baths, but Kellie picked a soap that smelled lightly of pine trees, and began to wash.

Once the blood and dirt was washed away, Kellie began to work on getting the mud out of her hair. She found a thick shampoo that smelled like the earth after it rained, and scrubbed her scalp.

Kellie wrapped a fluffy red towel with the Fire Nation insignia in gold on it around her middle, and went to the mirror. There sat a giant brush underneath it, and Kellie set to work on getting rid of all the snarls in her hair.

It took Kellie not very long before her hair was straight, and she held a raging flame next to her hair. It was dry in no time.

Finally, Kellie looked to the clothes laid out for her. She sneered. A frilly dress. But, there was a regular training outfit next to it. She chose to wear this instead.

Kellie stepped out of the bathroom, and saw the guard waiting for her.

"Let's move it along."


Kellie knelt on one knee before the Fire Lady Zula and Prince Maiku, now Prince Rymeku.

Zula's left eye twitched. The young woman before her, looked exactly, like, Kellie…

"Well, Miss Kellie, or Miss Kelso, since you are family, I'm letting you go." Kellie kept her eyes on the ground. Just like Iroh taught her, 15 years ago. (A/N: the time period in which Kellie was gone, and then the time before Kellie disappeared. Aka: 2+13)

"You will be set free, and can go anywhere you want. Is there anything you ask for to help?" Kellie nodded.

"Yes. Some provisions to last me a week, a shirt to go under this vest, a back pack, a sword, a dagger, and some money. Oh, and a messenger bird and a cloak." Zula nodded. Then turned to a servant in the corner.

"Prepare Lady Kelso's things." Zula snapped. The servant bowed hastily, and exited the throne room.


Kellie swung the backpack onto her back, pulled the sword in its scabbard onto her belt, and pulled the cloak over her shoulders.

She took the fastening to the cloak, which was a gold Fire Nation flame, and secured it tightly into the hollow of her neck.

On instinct, Kellie whirled around at the sound of footsteps behind her. Prince Mai-Rymeku.

Rymeku's expression was unreadable as he spoke.

"Because you abandoned me, I do not claim you as any member of my family." Kellie gaze darkened and went away from her son.

"You're not the only one…" Kellie muttered.

"What was that?"

"Nothing." Rymeku continued.

"Anyways, since I won't call you Aunt, I shall call you Lady. Since you were once the Fire Lady." Rymeku emphasized once.

"I bid you a safe journey. Good luck, Lady Kellie." Kellie nodded her gratitude.

More than Aaron gave me. He told me to get out.

Rymeku and Kellie turned their separate ways, Rymeku, back to the Fire Palace, Kellie, to the harbor.


Kellie pulled the hood of her cloak over her eyes, shadowing them, making her look foreboding.

She walked quickly through the market, everyone getting out of her way. Kellie's pace made her cloak fly behind her, still hiding the backpack, but not the scabbard at her side.

Finally, Kellie turned away from the harbor. She didn't want to ride a ship. Instead, she walked to the forest beside the Palace.

The moment Kellie walked into the forest, her walk turned into a sprint.

The sound of metal boots crashing over twigs and leaves was very loud, as was the occasional sound of cloth tearing.

Kellie's cloak was flying behind her, now showing her backpack, and the sword in its scabbard. As Kellie ran, the scabbard beat on her right thigh, in time with her beating heart.

Eventually, Kellie's hood flew away from her face. But before that happened, Kellie was merely a crimson shadow, running through the only forest in the Fire Nation.


HAPPY VETERAN'S DAY! I luved this chapter, and that clip of a song I used is from the song, Perfect by Nature, which is owned by Evannescence. Once again, thanx 2 lopchop 4 recommending this awsum song 2 me.

BYE!

INSANITY AT ITS FINEST
LONG LIVE THE HIPPIES!

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