This one is short because i wanted to cut off before the big action scene. But the next one shoudl be longer...I hope

Katara stopped and took a breath. Little enough! Hah! She decided then and there that she would have to go on a diet. She must have been at least twenty feet into the tunnel. If he couldn't get through it how did her manage to dig this far?

Katara looked further down the long tunnel there was as small dot of openness at the far end. That had to be the end. She took a deep breath as the sweat rolled off of her brow and fell silently to the ground. She could feel different scratches and scrapes begin to bleed as she squeezed over rocks. She was breathing hard as she tried to force herself further. She bared down and dig her toes deep into the soft ground pushing herself forward. She could see the opening growing as she got closer and closer. She just wanted out. To be out of the suffocating hole that seemed with every inch that she moved closed in a little more.

She finally reached her fingers to the outside rim of the opening. She collapsed against the tunnel's ground and almost laughed. By GOD she did it. She pulled herself out and she fell to the ground. She rolled over and wiped the sweat from her face. She looked up at the night sky. She didn't know how long she had been in there or how long she had been in the tunnel but it was still night and none of the cannibals had begun looking for her yet.

She pushed herself to her feet and looked around. She had no idea as to where she was. She groaned and looked down at the ground. It might have been nice if she would have thought to ask Nakin where she was supposed to go after the tunnel.

NAKIN!

She turned around and looked at the tunnel. He let her escape and left himself behind. She had to get him out. Especially if they lost their superstitions. She turned but stopped her self.

"No." There wasn't anyway she could get him out by herself. She needed the guys. All of them. She looked around frantically. But where were the guys? She looked to the ground and spotted a small puddle. She furrowed her brows and pulled and orb to her hand. She quickly froze the muddy water and ran over to the downward slopping tunnel. She set it on the side and pushed it hard. She listened intently as the sphere rolled it's long path down the tunnel. She bit her lip hoping that it wouldn't melt by the time it hit the chamber. She listened and she heard a faint reaction.

"What de hell!?" She smiled as she heard the albino cuss. He was quiet for a moment then it sounded as if he yelled up the tunnel.

"Gawyn! Git outta here. Quit ya playin games naw!" She nodded as if he could see her and looked around again. She saw a mountain in the distances that she recognized. Haru's village was in view of the mountain as well.

"I must be above it then." She smiled and started to creep back down the side of the slope.

Zuko and Haru moved silently, almost twenty paces in front of the other. There silhouettes danced through the night, streaking shadows across the ground. The moved in sequence as if they had played it out a hundred times. Two sets of eyes glowed in the moonlight as they darted from tree to tree. One a brilliant gold; the other a smoldering green. Behind them not as graceful nor tactical the young Aang slipped silently, walking on air.

The last moving slower. Listening. Waiting. Taking in all the noises of the night and registering them. His eyes darted head watching the dark streaks far ahead of him and the small puffs of dirt from the avatar's feet. Behind him was his problem. Something was there. Or was it? His blues eyes searched the forest his boomerang blade glinting in the moonlight. He was ready. If they wanted him, he was ready. He still had some aggression that was dying to be misplaced. He stopped. He heard something. Running. Someone was running. He stood very still listening intently his ears wavering trying to focus in on that one sound. The footsteps were far away, and the were steady and secure, but careful. He listened as they faded away. He looked around again making sure that his eyes weren't missing something then continued on.

Zuko stopped his back against a tree, his breath hard but silent as it streamed steam from his nose. He glanced over at Haru who was looking up over a tree branch. They were directly in front of the renegade camp. He scolded himself mentally. They had come up in the wrong place. Haru glanced over at Zuko, who gave a curt nod. And again they darted off into the night, this time in opposite directions. They had gone over the plan before they had set off. If this was to happen they two more experienced fighters would split to either side, leaving Aang and Sokka to watch the front.

Zuko slipped quietly up and put his back to the gate that surrounded the village. HE became still as he listened to a conversation over the wall.

"She's not a very thick one."

"A few days of fattening up should do."

"I don't know Hahari. She seems awfully feisty. And what about her powers?"

"What about them?"

"We will not be able to keep her from being thirsty. And the first time we give her..."

"I am fully aware of what can happen. But I am sure the demon will have possessed her by then."

"That is even worse. If the demon can get hold of her powers then there is no stopping the creature."

"Enough Dargein. I will hear no more of you superstitions. " Zuko's throat closed at the talk of a demon. Not so much as the demon itself but the fact that it could take his Katara. He narrowed his eyes. He moved faster, if the thought of his woman getting eaten didn't motivate him the thought of her being possessed did. He could barely handle her temper before.

Haru slipped along the back wall. He had done this to many times to count. This was the first, however, in the last year. The majority of the rescues were right after he took over in the village. He froze as he heard voices rise on the other side of the fence. His blood froze.

Something was wrong...or something went wrong. His pacifist nature left him as he caught broken sentences of the commotion over the fence.

"Intruders!"

"Kill them and..."

"There are two of them!"

"Feast tonight!"

"Chief Kihabas there..." Haru bit his lip. Aang and Sokka. So much for the tactical moves. He wanted to keep from blaring in there saddle top guns blazing, but it seemed he hand no choice. He pulled the ground beneath his feet up so that he could just barely see over the fence. Sure enough Aang and Sokka were both trapped in giant balls of rock. A portly woman yelled from the on looking crowd.

" Feed them to the DEMON!"

"Demon..." Haru whispered to himself. He had seen no demon.

Katara slipped fast down the mountain. She heard rustles in the bushes and that pushed her into a run. She had no idea where she was going but she knew that she was getting away from the all you can eat Katara buffet. She stopped when she came to a sudden opening in the trees. She frowned and looked out over a small lake. She didn't remember any lake. She shook her head and stepped out into the water. She could use it to see over the trees.

She pulled the water under her feet and brought her just a small bit over the trees. She looked back at where she had came from. She could see the dim light of the village. She narrowed her eyes and looked around she seen another light, just barely there but it was there. That was her heading. That was here she had to go.

Aang looked at Sokka with wide eyes. He couldn't get out at all. And air bursts didn't do any good. Sokka looked over at Aang.

"We're in trouble." Aang frowned at Sokka.

"Y'think?" Aang looked around. These people didn't look any different from other people, he wasn't sure if there were really man eaters or not. Both of the balls were thrown to the ground in front of a large house. They boys looked up at the door as someone stepped out.

A man stepped out ducking the doorway and glared down at the intruders. He had broad shoulders and arms that looked as if they could use Aang as a squeeze toy. The most intimidating thing by far wasn't the enormous arms, the sharp filed teeth, or the girth of the man, but the headpiece of bones that adorned the man's head. Sokka's eyes widened and rolled backing to his head. Aang shot a glare at Sokka.

"This is not the time to pass out."