CH11
Zuko scorched the bush they were hiding behind. He shot flames at Yroki and she barely dodged each one.
I'll never get out of this mess. They'll never get out of this mess. There's only one way to get out of here. But I don't know exactly what it does...I just know it's powerful. What if it's dangerous? What if it hurts someone? If it does...then it could only harm the one wearing it...that would be me...it's the only way to get back home and having any chance of getting my life back...and the only chance of getting these three back on track...they shouldn't have to put anything on hold...just for me...there's a first time for everything though...
Furious waves of flame shot from Zuko's fingertips, and Yroki used this as an opening. She tore the necklace off her neck and shoved it in the nearby river. Nothing happened. She slowly pushed the water with her hand and then dipped the charm in slowly. It began to glow, so she quickly tied it at the nape of her neck. A forceful sensation swept through and seemed to carry her back to the others. She drew water from nowhere and shot it in all directions. Everyone was soaked. Powerful gushes of water cascaded from above and nearly drowned them. It was as if she was being controlled by someone else.
"Hey...where's that old guy?" Aang asked.
"There he is!" Sokka shouted, pointing ahead.
"That's Yroki," Aang said. "Wait...you're right."
The image of the old man had suddenly appeared in her place. His arms brought up herculean waves and forced them at the soldiers. Zuko, strangely enough, remained unharmed. He disappeared and Yroki slowly rose into the air, her feet brushing the cold earth. Her arms outstretched, the water continued to press forward.
AN-if you've read the sixth Harry Potter book then picture when Katie Bell was cursed by that necklace...it's the same visual described there...just no screaming or anything...it's not supposed to cause pain and suffering...just make this fic interesting...
A bundle of saffron silk lay at her feet and she began to rock back and forth. A small light appeared around her wrist. It grew and grew until it was too large and bright to look at. There was a small pop, and it was over.
AN-the next chapter is the last one...