Yeah okay, I just re-read my fifth chapter, and realized that I can't spell, us the correct word or anything when I'm wired on coffee. If you didn't catch the errors shame on you. Hehe just kidding. I said through instead of threw and though instead of thought. Um, I'm not as stoopid as I rite I promis. Standard disclaimer OH Warning. Marysue.Gory. Strong Language! Do NOT flame me becasue of it rating T, you were warned!
Aang hoisted Sokka onto his back. It had to been a very funny sight considering their sizes. He drug him into the village and looked around. A man seeing the taller boy almost crushing the small avatar ran over to help.
"What happened?" The man ask lifting Sokka up to his shoulder. Aang shrugged widely.
"I don't know, he just fell!" Aang said trying not to panic. Katara was a possible Fire-Nation prisoner, and Sokka has fallen out with god-knows-what.
"Here, I'll help you take him to the doctor." Aang nodded taking Sokka's other arm up on his own shoulder.
They walked by an elegant building. The best looking in the entire town, as a matter of fact. Aang's ear caught the sound of an arguement as they drug Sokka by.
"I don't care! Reisha! That was my fucking child!" Reisha glared at Malana as the prostitute yelled defiantly at her madam. Reisha shook her head and promptly backhanded the girl sending her to the floor.
"You are a tool. You belong to me. And I'll be damned by the gods if I let my money be stolen away because you want to have some john's baby and keep it." Malana looked back up at the red headed Reisha with a hatred in her eyes. She stood up and pushed Reisha back, causing her to fall to the floor.
"Just some john? He's the Prince of my home nation! The one you stole me from when I was very little? He loved me or he wouldn't have come back?" Reisha let out a ringing laughter.
"Loved you? You're a whore. I mere plaything for his temporary amusement. A tool to be cast aside when overused!" Malana furrowed her brows her golden eyes hazed with an insane amount of hatred. She grabbed her madam and spat in her face.
"I will have my child back. And I will become the prince's wife, and the queen of Fire Nation."
With her final statement she threw the woman's head violently to the side bringing a disturbing snap. The old madam's head fell limply to the side, her eys blinking in fear. Even though the young prostitue had broken her neck she hadn't killed her like shad had wanted to. Malana frownedd. This woulnd't do for the furture Fire Empress. She walked over to the madam's desk and grabbed an ornate letter opener. She walked back over to Reisha who was moaning tears streaming down her eyes. The motionless form almost seemed to beg for mercy through moaning. Malana shook her head and kneeled over the woman who had turned her into what she was. She snalred her nose and drove the letter opened deep down into the woman's neck, ripping it first to one side then to the other. This action send a spray of blood all over the young harlot. She stood up and cleaned her hands off on her dress. "I'm getting my baby and my man back. And you can't stop me bitch."
Zuko had been shouting orders to the men most of the day. He did at one point take a water basin to the girl so she could clean the baby, and a second to wash the diaper in. In between orders, he had tried to train but he couldn't seem to focus. Now what was his purpose? To rais the child? He had to capture the avatar to reclaim his birthrite to the throne, even with the child, his son, it was now even more of a priority so his son could have the life that he deserved. He leaned against the rail of the ship and saw Uncle Iroh lumbering over to him.
"You should check on Riyo." Zuko's faced softened. Here he had only been aware of the child for a day and he had already broken the barriers of Zuko's heart. He amused his self, the only person that every has isn't even a day old. He wipe the sweat from his face and looked back at the setting sun. It was a night that promised to bring a chill. He pulled a shirt on and walked down into the hull. He made his way to his room, shouting orders as he went. He walked into his room premaid scowle plastered habitually across his face. He walked in expecting to see the peasant cooing over his son then start in on him call all the names she could think of. Instead he was surprised at what he saw. Riyo and Katara both were sleeping...on the floor, Riyo curled protectivly in Katara's arms. He stared in shock.
"For the love of.." He muttered and fought back his urge to wake the wench up and yell at her for being so stubborn. There's a damn bed no more then two feet away and she sleeps on the floor. Earlier she had ask who's bedroom it was, when she was told, again with the monster. Hah, thinking that I would waste my time on a filthy peasant. A voice in the back of his mind laughed.
Yeah, why waste you're time on a pure peasant when you could pay for any filthy prostitute you want?
He frowned at his own mind. He shook his head casting the thoughts from his mind. He bent down and took the baby carefully into this hands. He stood up again amaze at this tiny thing in which he had created. Riyo fit nicely in his hands. He was so tiny. He smile, well at least what Zuko considered a smile, to anyone else it looked more like a retarded scowl. He walked over to his bed and with his hip pushed the bed against the wall. He laid the baby down softly, then turned to the woman. He shook his head. He couldn't have her having a bad back raising the new prince. He bent down picking her up not being as care as he was with the baby. He laid her on the bed beside his son. He sighed. He was tired and the bed looked so inviting. But he scowled at the mere thought.
He walked over to his chest and pulled out his night pants. He slipped them on half heartedly and sat down in one of his chairs. He stared over at the girl, looking over her. His eyes stopped on her wrists. He cussed himself inwardly and walked over to her.
It didn't take long to bandage up both of her wrists and take his seat back at his chair. Stubbornly yet welcomingly the sleep over took him.
I'm tired. More tomorrow. I explain Sokka sick. And Katara feels funny. Malana goes insane(rather more insane)and Zuko has a temper tantrum. Goodnight fruends.