Story: Through Blind Spirits

Chapter: Plan Hope

Summary: We turn to the parents of our heros, as they struggle to find out exactly what happened that forced them into their unfortunate situation.

Author's Note: Here's the next chapter! Sorry it took so long. Finally we find out what happened to Toph, Sokka, and Katara. Enjoy!

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When morning comes around, Toph usually wakes up slowly, as she gives her body time to adjust to her surroundings. She's use to feelings the warmth of Sokka besides her, and a crisp chill of the morning temperature on her face. Her bed is soft and comfortable, while the headboard is made out of the hardest of Earth, so if she ever wakes up in the middle of the night, she touches the board and can see everything.

This morning was different.

There was no Sokka, or headboard, or comfortable bed. The air was very cold, and Toph was finding it very hard to open her eyes. But when she finally managed to do so, she tried to quickly get up. Her whole body ached as she stood. She groaned and clutched her other arm, which hurt the most. She ran her fingers over her injury, and found out that it hadn't been healed, or bandaged. Toph thought hard to remember what had happened that got her into this situation...

As the slow dance came to an end, Sokka kissed his wife on the head softly, "I am a fan of dancing with you."

Toph blushed, "Why thank you good sir. Would you care for another one?"

Sokka gave his usual wolfish smile, but shook his head, "Not now darling, my legs are killing me."

Toph snorted, "Wimp."

At this point, Sokka would usually just smile and press onward, but he pretended to look hurt, and with a whisper he said, "What did you say?"

"I said, you are a wimp."

Sokka gasped as Toph punched him hard in the arm. Same old Toph, he thought to himself smiling.

Before he could ask Toph where their kids were, a large ear shattering explosion went off a couple of feet away from the couple. Toph screamed and landed a couple of feet away from Sokka, clutching her arm and cussing loudly. Green smoke was rapidly covering the area, and obstructing Sokka's view.

He panicked and ran in Toph's direction, shouting her name over and over. He went up to her and scooped her in his arms. The guests were all screaming and running around in what seemed like circles. Sokka needed to devise a plan to get out of this mess, but he could not concentrate. Between the screaming, worries of his children, and Toph now falling limp in his arms, his thoughts were not on the major issue.

Sokka didn't have to think about it for much longer, for a dart plunged into the side of his neck, and he fell to the floor unconscious.

It wasn't Toph's MO to start and panic, but she couldn't help herself. She knew that there was metal around her from the touch, yet she could not feel or 'see' it. There were no vibrations or heartbeats. Just the cold, smooth metal underneath her.

She screamed loudly, not caring what she said, or if anyone heard her. For once in Toph Bei Fong's life, she was scared.

Just then, Toph's ears perked up. She could hear a voice. They could take away her sight, but at least she still had her super sonic hearing.

What did I tell you about this one? She's dangerous. I should be awarded for putting her in a cage by herself. She would just end up hurting other people. Look at her, acting like an animal.

Toph followed the voice, but ran into something. Her hands conjured that there were thick metal bars, just like the voice had said. She was in a cage.

I heard 'dat dis one is'a blind! An wit'out 'er bendin', she can't see nothing! Not even where 'he's going!Laughter was heard, which Toph believed there were about 3 men. Anger boiled within her. No one says shit about Toph Bei Fong.

As if her conscious slapped her in the face, she finally realized the big picture.

"I can't bend. I can't see. Oh no..." she whispered to herself as she sank to the floor. What of her husband? Her kids? Katara? Zuko? All of her thoughts came rushing in at once, and she rubbed her temples, trying to think.

"What am I going to do...what to do..." she continued talking to herself, now pacing back and forth throughout her cell. When she heard incoming footsteps, she quickly sat back down and pretended as if she had yet to waken.

But the man was not easily persuaded, "Looky hear Blindy. I ain't stupid, so you can cut the crap and wake up. Gotta eat'cha food and grow a little more, eh?" the man laughed at his joke and dropped food on the ground inside her cell. As soon as it was safe to wake up, she inched over to the food, examined it with her touch, and decided against eating for the day. She was not hungry for food, just hungry for finding out her put her and her family in harms way.

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He felt someone nudge his shoulder. But he was just so tired, and more sleep was just what he wanted. "A few more minutes Toph," he muttered, waving off the nuisance.

"I'm not Toph," he heard a woman's voice say above him. Sokka got up and rubbed his eyes, revealing that it was his sister that arose him from his slumber.

"It's about time you woke up," she said softly, her voice trembling. He hugged him tightly, and confused, Sokka returned the hug. "I was getting worried," Katara said, pulling away from their embrace.

"I'm fine sis. What's the matter?" Sokka asked. He observed his surroundings, which he had concluded were defiantly not his house. They were in a fairly large jail cell, with about 20 other people that looked of Water Tribe decent. "And where the hell are we?"

Katara sighed, "I don't know Sokka. I don't remember what happened, or how we got her, and I..." tears were forming in her sea-blue eyes, "I can't bend."

"What? That's crazy! How do you know?"

"A guard came to give us food about thirty minutes ago. With water. I thought, this is too easy! So a couple of other water benders and I tried to bend the water out of our cups. And it didn't work Sokka! I don't know why, or how..." Sokka hugged his sister while she quietly sobbed in his shoulder. A couple of eyes were watching them, and others were too hugging and crying. He recognized some men from his old tribe, as well as delegates from his sister tribe. But at the moment, they didn't look like warriors. Not even 24 hours in a jail cell turned these men into frightened children.

Sokka lowered his head and closed his eyes. He was trying to think up a plan to get them all out of this mess. After all, he was the idea guy.

The problem was, he was having trouble devising a plan when he didn't even know where they were, who put them here, and what they were planning.

Sokka sighed. It seemed like, at the moment, hope was their best plan.

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Ending Author's Note: Well, it seems like really, their only plan is to depend on their kids. But they don't know that they are alive, well, and free. The next chapter will focus on the 'bad guys' :P Sorry for the shortness. Until next time! R R por favor! Or...Azula will eat the kittens that all of you saved for Ozai. OH NOES!