OMG it's been FOREVER since I've been here and I am sincerely sorry to those who have waited so long for the second chapter. SINCERELY!!! Thank you so much to for the reviews so far. I haven't written in a while so if my writing sucks (like the last chapter) please forgive me. (When words are in '' that means they're thinking.)
Disclaimer: I know in the first chapter I said that I wouldn't put up disclaimers anymore, but since I've been gone for a while I think it's only fair. I don't own Avatar…..
---------------------------------------- Chapter 2 – The Campsite-----------------------------------
Sokka's vision came back slowly. His head felt like it weighed a ton, and the headache didn't make things any better. He could hear muffled voices and the stinging pain of something foreign on his stomach. Sokka rolled to his side and groaned, soon regretting it.
A sharp kick met with his ribs and he clenched his teeth. Pain and confusion racked his body as he turned to the foot's owner.
A man in black and red armor stood before him. He wore an eerie, malevolent smile on his face that was soon interrupted by his gruff voice.
"Looks like he's finally awake, the sniveling whelp," He said. A hint of bloodlust was in his eyes. Sokka looked at the man with distaste, but quickly hid it with fear of being kicked again.
"Yeah," another man replied. He sat on a log that was behind Sokka and on the other side of a campfire. "Hey, do you think we should feed him to the alligatorsharks?"
Sokka shot a glare in the man's direction. He knew the fire nation soldier said that solely to put fear inside of him. Then something else grabbed his attention. He was at a Fire Nation campsite. They were in a small clearing of a forest. The trees were blackened by the darkness of night and it seemed like they were trying to escape to the stars for refuge. Only the campfire surrounded by black and red tents gave off light in this miserable night. He looked for any possible means of escape, but Fire Nation men guarded them with extreme alertness. Sokka sighed and let his head slowly fall back to the muddy ground.
"No! We need this one alive," a voice said with much authority.
All the men at the campsite turned their attention to the man who spoke. He wore different armor than the rest of the Fire Nation soldiers, indicating him of higher authority. The man stood tall with much pride in his stance. He slowly walked over to Sokka and looked him in the eye, a sly look on his face.
"But that doesn't mean that we can't 'teach' him a few things," the man seemed close to laughing maniacally. "Take him to the prison tent!"
'Geze, do they bring a prison everywhere they go?!' Sokka shifted nervously as two men grabbed him by the shoulders and forced him to walk. He could feel the injury to his stomach burn with each step he took. The Fire Nation men pushed Sokka into one of the tents, making him fall on his wound. Sokka winced and clenched it, but it only made it worse."Wriggle all you want you Water Tribe peasant, but that burn won't heal for a while." The men took handcuffs from a hook outside the tent and easily shackled the boy. They were ice cold to the touch and made Sokka shiver. He didn't want to fight the fire benders. He was too tired, and he knew that in a situation like this, it's best to wait for an escape until they were all asleep.
The soldiers leisurely walked out of the tent. It was almost like it was routine to imprison someone for them. Sokka sneered after the men as the flaps to the tent fell. Then, a bright object out of the corner of his eye snapped to his attention. Sokka turned his head too quickly for his headaches' liking, but what he saw would bring him hope and comfort.
I know, you're all going to hate me because I JUST got back, it was a SHORT chapter, and it was a CLIFFHANGER…….. I'm sorry…….. but I will have the next chapter up soon. Oh yeah, this is set BEFORE they met Toph. One last thing, if Aang and Katara looke OOC in the first chapter, it'll be different in the next one because I've gotten to know the characters better.
Toodles
