Disclaimer - I don't own avatar… although I wish I did.
I'm also going to try and write a different story after this one. It'll be set in present time. I think it'll be cool.
The Yo Mama of the chapter;
Yo Mama is so stupid she thought lemonade was a nurse for lemons! (I made that one up! I am so proud! And if you don't like it then oh well)
Chapter 3 - Conversations
A streak of light rose through a crack in the wall onto the water bender's eyes. The girl stirred and slowly got up. She was exhausted. Her memory came back as she looked around her, the memory of being kidnapped. A surge of pain caused Katara to clench her stomach. Not only was she tired, but she was also hungry. She got up onto her feet and leaned against the grimy wall.
She looked at her quarters and turned her nose up in disgust. The walls were filled with grime and there were no windows or doors. Bars covered the whole front part of the cell. A water small water basin was on the floor next to a small hard platform that served as a bed. The smell of coal and dirt filled her nose. Suddenly a guard came to her cell. He unlocked her cell and grabbed her arm. He pulled her up onto the deck and then to the second floor. Katara saw an old, smiling man waiting for her.
Katara was pushed into the room and was given a chair to sit in. A small table was in front of her with a set of China.
"Hello Katara. My name is Iroh. I understand that you are traveling with the Avatar helping to try and defeat my brother, the Fire Lord."
"Hello Iroh. I am traveling with the avatar but if you think you can just sit me in a decent looking room and give me some food and I will willingly tell you where he is, you are sadly mistaken."
The old man chuckled. "Don't worry! I am old and tired. I just want to have a good conversation with a wonderful young girl who likes tea. You do like tea right?" Katara eyed him warily. She knew he was Zuko's Uncle and he was a simple man, but still he was fire nation and assisted Zuko.
"I guess a cup of tea won't hurt. I'm guessing I'm not going to be getting food for a long time then. What are you going to do? Feed me today and then torture me and starve me to death until I give you information?" Prison stories were feared in her tribe and the torture from the fire nation was known worldwide.
"Heavens no! We are not going to torture you! Are you crazy?!"
"You're not like normal fire nation are you?" Iroh smiled and chuckled once more.
"Some may say that. I think quite… different than most people I guess." He grinned as he poured her a cup of tea and set it down in front of her. She eyed the cup but smiled at the old man and accepted his token of peace.
"Thank you very much," How can he be related to that, that . . . Zuko? He is so different, kinder, wiser, and definitely more pleasant!
"You are very welcome! You know, my nephew never appreciates this tea like I do! The only type of tea that he enjoys is green tea. He used to sit with me when he was younger and drink a gallon of tea a day! Now he'll just sit in his room and sulk. I'm so very sorry. I am talking too much! I would really like to get to know you."
"Well that is a funny thought…. Zuko appreciating something…" Her sly grin turned into one of question as she raised her eyebrow. Why does he want to get to know me better? What does he want? Iroh noticed her expression and laughed.
"Don't worry! This is not an interrogation. I just wanted to keep you company! It can be so dreary on this ship. Why, the only interesting and happy time is when we are at the market or are having music night! Relax! Let's have a nice relaxing conversation to pass some time. Okay? So, tell me about yourself."
"Yes. Umm … okay… what do you want to know about me?"
"Oh, I don't know. Where are you from? What are your parents like? Are you a bender?"
"Oh, I am from the southern water tribe at the south pole. My parents…" She sighed from the memory of her parents. I miss them so much. Iroh noticed this and realized the look of pain.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." She looked up and saw concern in his eyes. She shrugged it off.
"It's okay. I don't mind. My mother was killed from the war. I can still hear her voice sometimes. It's like she's my conscience."
"I know what its like to lose someone you love. I lost my wife to a fever and my son died in the war."
"It's hard isn't it? Coping with the loss of a loved one… I remember watching her die. It was so hard. I remember screaming and crying as she sacrificed herself to save me and my brother. I feel so guilty knowing that if I had just listened to her and stayed in the shelter, she would still be here."
"You don't know that. Besides, she did not die in vain! If you had died then who would be helping the avatar? Weren't you the one who got him out of that thing he was trapped in?
"I guess so." She never thought about it that way.
"What about your father? Is he still in the Southern water tribe? He must be proud."
"I wouldn't know if he was proud or not. He left to go fight in the war a few years ago with the rest of the men in the village. I haven't seen him since."
"Well I'm sure you will be reunited soon. The war will end soon, either by the Avatar or by the comet." She didn't really want to think about which would end the war.
"I'm pretty sure my nephew would not like me talking to you much longer."
"Yeah like that's surprising." She rolled her eyes.
"You know, he isn't that bad. You should get to know him first. He has been going through a rough time in his life."
"Haven't we all? Look, I know he's your nephew and all and you know him better than anyone probably but I just tell it like it is from my point of view."
"Stick around a while and you'll see a side of him you never had before."
"Do I have a choice?"
"Haha! Good point. I guess not but I'll see what I can do to make your stay a little more comfortable." Katara Sipped the last of her tea, took a bite of a little pastry and nodded.
"I would be very grateful."
"Now I think you should be getting back to your cell."
"I guess so." She sighed and got up from her seat. The guards tied up the back of her hands and led her toward her cell. As she looked back at the old man, she smiled and mouthed a 'thank you'. He looked at her, smiled, got up and walked away.
I don't see anything! Sokka looked around the beach for about an hour. Nothing was visible. Fog blurred his vision as he looked out into the ocean. Sokka paced back and forth in the sand.
Maybe I'm just a little out of it. Maybe Aang had found her and was waiting at the house! We should've come up with a better plan. Aang might be waiting at another beach or might still be at the market. I guess I'll go back to the house and see if Aang is there. We made such a stupid plan. Separate and meet and all these different places, How stupid!
Sokka ran, breathing heavily. A cramp started in his stomach but he didn't care. He just wanted to know where Katara went. If anyone was to protect her then it was him.
Sokka reached the doorway of his house. "Aang? You there?" His voice echoed. No one was home. Sokka tried to reassure himself and thought of a possible explanation. He's probably still at the markets. Sokka ran out the door and turned right. He strolled down the pathway and saw the market place. It was extremely crowded. He looked around and tried to jump up to get a better look.
He saw someone with the same clothes as Katara had and tapped her on the shoulder. "Katara?" To Sokka's surprise, instead of his sister he saw a beautiful face with pale skin and jet black hair. He admired her soft red lips and dark brown eyes. His mouth opened wide and took in her beauty.
A soft loving gaze met his and they silently watched each other intently. Just as quickly as she appeared, she looked away and ran off into the crowd of people. Sokka looked dumbstruck as he watched her leave, without even a chance to ask what her name was.
Zuko and Katara will come up in the next few chapters. Hope you liked the first chapter! I'll update next week and please tell me if you like long chapter or short chapters! Please review this one!