Love Comes Ammunated

"Prologue II : Conception"

Death – what a trifle when one has escaped its clutches…

"You're insane! What am I doing here?! Who are you?!"

So I tell. I am not unbalanced or as others would say – insane. When one penetrates through the narrow conception of the prospect of Death, the truth is revealed; I know this. Having simply the mere difference in perspective…I have long seen past the collective knowledge of the masses, the logic of the flawed. Does this now make me crazy?

You, who seem to know me so well, must understand this.

"Wha-What are you talking about? I don't know you at all! Please, let me go! Please, whoever you are. Where am I? Why am I blindfolded? I can't move! HELP! HELP!"

Patience…I can tell you many things that I have seen. They speak to me…they do…

"What speak to you? You're insane? Where am I? ANSWER ME. Where's the rest of the tribe? Answer me! Churook? Hiru?"

…They have been…taken care of…not to worry, my dear friend…I smelled lies of them, rancid in the atmosphere and…things quickly became…unpleasant…

"What are you talking about? What do y-you want? If you want our scrolls, you can take them! P-please just let us go! I beg of you!"

No earthly possession would bind me to any contract, water-bender. They speak to me, they do; at ease, water-bender…

"Who speaks to you? W-what? You're crazy. Let me go!"

War and violence due to the tensions between two beings under the shadow of misconstruction, ill with an escalating temperament like a rising sepsis – I have seen them.

The mislead lovers guided by the deception of "love", a sickness that truly impairs logic and reason. The invisible hand that instinct produces pushing them towards each other before the shallow utopia on ice cracks and slips through their fingers or the cold iron fist of Death overwhelms them.

I have seen these from a distance as history repeats itself. Much can happen during one hundred years. It is not hubris that has been developed but rather the gift of unthinkable wisdom, the insight of the world.

Then, let me question you. Am I crazy?

"What are you talking about? What do you want? Answer me…PLEASE! I don't care if you're insane or not, I-I just want to leave, please…"

What you hastily label as insanity is quickly misjudged under the unenlightened depths of simple mortal sight.

"O-Okay, you're not crazy! Who are you?! And by what cruel means is this to interrogate somebody? In fact, I still don't know what I did to deserve this kind of treatment!"

It is knowledge that I seek, and it is that which I will receive. They whisper to me…they tell me you know. I have watched you from afar, examining…calculating your actions and they talk to me. I speak light and soft; you know the answer which I seek. What is it?

"The answer…to what?! What's the question?! I'll tell you anything! Please! Where's the rest of my tribe?"

Speak! Low! Soft…they listen; they hear all, you shall hide no secrets from us. They tell me all, murmuring the lies that you tell. Can you not hear them?

"What do you want f-from m-me? Just tell me, please! I can't take this any longer! What kind of cruel punishment is this for a poor water tribesman?"

Fool! What you ignorantly mark as cruel is simply the numbness of aggression, hate, and belligerence. Torture is not cruel; it is simply another route to a swift death. Cruelty is the gift of swift embrace for Death, the liberation of life. Pain is but the procedure.

"Torture?! Pain?! Liberation? What is this?! Please…let me go! I have no idea what you're talking about!"

So do you not see then? All routes lead to death yet the paths there can be filled with thorns or ice. The shortest route is true liberation.

But not I; I have vowed revenge. The blood of Roku have my name inscribed into it.

Perhaps you do not comprehend; I would not expect a mere mortal such as you to understand the complexities of my own logic.

Yet they linger and call for you! Answer them and we shall release you. Hear them, they call for you, and you must reply, Hagoda!

"I-I-I c-can't h-hear them! P-please let me g-go! I d-don't know what you w-want!"

It is with utmost regret that under my presence, your Death has been prescribed. Humans are dispensable when such act as obstacles. You, who so band together in times of need and fight at times else are pathetic under my eyes.

Water Tribe, Fire Nation, Airbender – they all shine under the same light, the same black aura.

Perhaps, one day I will find your lost son and daughter. I will greet them with a swift strike to reunite you with them in utopia. Perhaps, I have already.

"What?! What do you know about them?! Who are you?! I want some answers!"

A gift…for a gift; you shall answer and I shall reply. Your answer intertwines my motives; if you answer, I shall call. Whisper for me, water-bender, and answers shall be revealed. The Avatar's whereabouts, where are they?

"I don't know! P-please I really don't know! All I know is that my son and daughter are traveling with the Avatar, but where they are – I don't know! I haven't seen them in many years!"

She calls, tribesman, but yet you linger within self-deception. You know, and you shall listen for her whispers…or else…our circumstances may become unpleasant…

"I-I'm trying! But I don't know!"

Listen and you shall hear; whisper and be returned; the air is rich with her words. Gather your mind and relinquish your doubts…answer to us. Where is the Avatar?

"I don't know! I told you! What more do you want from me?! I-I'm trying to know! But I don't!"

The air is rancid with your lies, Hagoda, deception serves no purpose here. She betrays you to me; no matter…

crunch

"AAAHHHHHH! W-What are you doing to my fingers?! What are you doing?! I DON'T KNOW YOUR ANSWER, YOU GOT THAT, you crazy psychopath! You're interrogating something I don't know!"

But you do know…the marrow in my bones; they yearn for the answer and they know you possess the answer. She does not lie to me and we shall know the answer.

crunch

"AAAHHHH!! Please stop! I-I know the answer! Please! I know!"

Surrender your knowledge, tribesman; I knew your senses would reply, only…a matter of time, seemingly. But they all answer eventually.

"The Avatar…he's in…Ba-Sing-Se! Please stop! You know the answer now!"

The voices…are you sure? The air speaks differently, she whispers of your silence, truth eludes me once more.

Crunch

"AHHHHH! Please, no more… I just can't…I just can't…"

Truly, liberation will be, without a doubt, pleasant for you. You are truly an honor in presence, refusing to give me any hints of the Avatar's whereabouts, not succumbing to the essence of pain, the procedure to death.

I respect your decision to protect your son and daughter traveling with the Avatar – your effort in protection.

"I-I…don't know what you expect of me…I didn't know the answer to begin with…"

So I ask you this. Blood stained upon cold steel. Slashes upon slashes on your body; the red fluid flowing out while in a straightjacket. Your camp is burning ablaze in a torrent of fire whose men have been burned in their slumber. Your eyes are blinded after an attempted cesspool of lies and dissuasion – inevitability.

So then will you tell me?

But your Death, again, has been prescribed. Tell me, do you believe in destiny?

"W-what? Why are you taking off my blindfold all of a sudden? Y-your face? What…Hiru! Churook! There you are! And the others too! What is all this madness?!"

Here is a coin, tribesman, you shall determine your own fate if you wish to defy me. They whisper me so and their call could not be any stronger.

"My own fate…?"

We shall flip this coin, if it lands on 'Heads' your company shall leave unharmed…any further…However…if it lands on 'Tails'…

"This is madness! Betting our lives on chance…on a coin?! This is insane! I don't know the answer so let me go! Destiny? Fate? I don't care! Let me go!"

Your story has ended, Hagoda. Flip the coin. She calls restlessly and you must answer.

"You keep speaking of this 'she'. Who is it? I don't see anybody! It sounds like you're hearing voices to me."

My knowledge has not been fulfilled…but…I shall find out sooner or later…

And so…

Flip the coin.

She awaits. Destiny calls; and you shall answer. She whispers and you will reply. Although…your answer is clear.

Flip the coin…

She waits for no one…

"Heads… Heads… Heads…"

"Heads…Heads…Heads…"

"Come on…heads…please…! Heads."

And the verdict is…

Heads. You are free to go, tribesmen.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Don't thank me…in fact she thanks you…

Destiny works in mysterious ways…

After all, the coin was Tails and She will answer.

Alright, Love Comes Ammunated is finally off the Hiatus, as is TBE.

Sorry about the long wait. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter; I had mad fun writing it…and while this chapter may seem completely insignificant, it will definitely have its perks throughout the story…especially the ending!

Plus, it just shows how much of a psycho that Dimir really is…of course, we're still in the Prologue, and I haven't EVEN gotten to the Gaang yet.

And yes! I watched the finale of S2 of Avatar and it was great! Anybody else think so except that twist with Zuko wasn't really a twist…I saw it coming from miles…so OOC with all his character development…


Rigmus – Thanks! I really appreciate all the comments you've made so far on all my stories! I appreciate it. Hope you stay in for this one.

Denisen – Done, albeit a little whiles off…Sorry! I hope you're still with me on this one. I've found your reviews really supportive as I'll admit that I've been quite lazy with TBE lately.

Elgoog – Sorry! TBE will have to wait…a bit! Revising! Thanks, though I really appreciate the reviews.

The Blind Bandit – Hmm…I'm still thinking if I want any Taang at all. I got to say that with the recent Toph actions on TV, it just really blew away the canon-ness of Taang! Oh well, what do you think?

Zatcher – Yes, do you think this story would be fine with or without Taang? Because truthfully, I could go either way.

Dazed Existence – Thanks! I hope this chapter is up to par with your expectations! Let me know!

Izumi-17 – Done! Thanks for the review. Always appreciated; are you a Taang fan also ;)

Evilchik – Dimir is just some person who has a grudge against the Avatar (who was Aang's past life) The girl wasn't Toph but the girl Roku loved (as the story goes in the S1 Finale) Thanks for reviewing. I hope you get it now!

Animekraze – Sorry about the massive delay! I hope you return this review  Thanks!

And finally, the big question! Should I put in Taang or not in this fic. Let me know for the next chapter.