Chapter 6: Wave of Mutilation
OMG I love this song so much. Wave of Mutilation, by the Pixies. Ridiculously short, ridiculously bizarre, but so very very awesome. And whenever I talk about it, everyone hears the song title and they're like, "ok…. Psycho." Hmmm. So yes answers to some important questions this chapter and then ohhhh. The fun happens. So very soon. Muhaha. Did you know that it's insanely fun to laugh like that? So Chapter 6, one of my faves so enjoy.
Jet walked through the corridors with purpose. No one stopped him. From the vague snippets of conversations he heard, Jet had learned that this ship belonged to the Fire Nation Princess. That explained the girls. He was following a servant headed to the Princess's personal room, bringing a meal. He watched from a safe distance. No one noticed him at all.
The servant entered and left a room. When the coast was clear, Jet headed for the door. Unlocked. Excellent. He went in. It was a cozy and luxurious room. Desk, wardrobe, four-poster bed, the works. "Fire Nation pigs," he muttered softly, beginning to remove most of the heavy armor. Jet looked around the room for something interesting. Anything. Nothing. He resigned himself to waiting and sat on the bed in the dark.
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Azula watched from the bow of the ship as they neared Konashi. Ty Lee and Mai stood faithfully beside her. The wind beat at them and an inexplicable cold washed over them, but what moved them to seek shelter were the beginnings of a rainstorm.
"Tell the officers to delay the advance on Konashi until the rain lets up. Tell them not arguments, it's my choice," Azula called out to a messenger.
Azula abandoned her friends and headed into the ship. It was warmer in the ship, not that it mattered to a firebender.
She closed her eyes every now and then while she was walking. A combination of fatigue and boredom. She opened her door and walking into her dim room. As the door snapped shut, two swords crossed in front of her neck. A dangerous voice whispered in her ear, "Princess, you're going to die."
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"Are you sure this'll work?"
"I hope so. You got the drills?" The sounds of waves slapping against the warship echoed around their whispers. Smellerbee held them to the side of the ship. Haru inspected the metal. He pointed to a small spot where the metal a worn a little between panels. "Drill here."
In a few minutes the hole had widen to a diameter of a few centimeters. "Ok stop." Haru and another earthbender called up a boulder from the ocean floor and spilt in into a piece that could fit in the hole. It was soft rock. They added the remnants of the boulder piece by piece, widening the fragment and the hole. A few moments later, and the boulder was completely lodges in the ship and the hole was a meter or two wide.
Smellerbee smiled. "Let's sink 'em."
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Azula elbowed her attacker in the stomach, causing him to reel backwards. She pulled free and lit some lanterns to see her assailant better. He was already scrambling to his feet, a hooked sword in each hand.
"You are the one who will die, scum."
The man charged at Azula. She got a good look at his face. He was young. A teenager. Her age. She knocked away the swords that jabbed at her, pushing them away with her padded forearms. She spurted blue flames from her fingertips. He ducked. "Who are you?" she demanded.
He pushed her backwards with a sweep of his sword. He just smiled. "I'll tell you when you die."
Azula spurted more flames. He barely ducked. It definitely singed his hair. They circled each other. Their muscles tensed. They were ready to attack.
The ship shook and Azula was flung backwards, pinned between the wall and her attacker. The door had swung open and her attacker ran. Azula tore after him. The ship's alarm gave off three piercing shrills. It meant… they were sinking.
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Jet took off through the open door. The Princess was behind him. He heard three universal shrills. The ship was sinking. He dashed for the deck, breathing hard, hoping the Princess wouldn't catch him.
He escaped from the ship's depths to the open deck. It was pouring. Jet dashed for the rail. He little rowboat was still down there. He would make it.
"Nooooooooo!" The Princess launched herself at him, sending them over the edge. They fell. Down. Far down. They landed in the rowboat and passed out. The wind and waves pushed them out to sea as the ship sank.
Ok that is it for me tonight, my fingers are way too cold to type any more. But I will get up the next chapter in a day or two, because I'm fast like that. So yeah. I hope you like my story so far, it's about to get real interesting and angsty if you're into that. Yup, you thought Zuko was angsty; well wait till you see his sister. Haha. As they say in Latine, Salvete omnes! Until next time. Wow now I'm just getting tacky. Let me know if you like it, peace out!