Disclaimer: I feel like being witty and saying some cool disclaimer… but I can't think of one at the moment, so… Look at the first chapter. Wow, that's original.

WARNING: There are some… gory scenes, I guess. Not really, but it's there. It's not good, sorry.

Oh yea, cursing too.

And um, YOU FIND OUT WHAT JET DID THAT WAS SO BAD IN HERE! WHOO!


He felt nauseous, he really did. He didn't eat too much, it was hard to get food with Jet around, but he felt like puking.

She was married to him.

She was married to him.

He should have known. Jet was a manipulative bastard who cheated to get what he wanted.

But… where was his-

Oh no… He could only think. Shock overcame his senses. His hands were twitching and his mouth was agape. Over the years he had taught himself to stay impassive, to not show emotion.

Katara didn't have anyone with her.

She didn't have anyone…

Where was it? Where WAS IT!

Oh my fucking- DAMMIT!

It couldn't be. His hands tried grasping for something to hold, something to crush, but there was nothing, nothing in that damp cell he was imprisoned in.

"You! Get your lazy ass up! The King wishes to see you!"

It was gone…

He stood up, the shock completely numbing him. He was a walking zombie at this point, his only thought being that what he wanted was gone.


She was crying.

Here she was, stuck in her room after Jet pushed her in since he saw her kissing Zuko.

She saw his face when Jet told him that she was his wife. She was torn. Breaking down right there was the only logical thing she could think of, the only think she could do.

Why was life so cruel?

But she had to visit him. She had to. She would be a complete mess until she didn't, and then Jet would have to brainwash her again into thinking that she was wrong, and he was right.

Only that wasn't the case. He wasn't right. He was doing horrible things, manipulating the people around him to get what he wanted. He used people, then killed them. If he hated them with a passion, like he did… Aang… he would have tortured them.

And that's what happened.

When she heard of it, two years after, she rushed down to the cell, trying to find Aang, trying to find Sokka.

… She wasn't expecting what she did.

They were mutilated.

Their eyes gauged out, both of theirs, made her collapse to the floor.

Sokka's hands were cut off, his boomerang and sword shattered into pieces on the side. Blood still decorated his empty wrists, with Katara choking on the vomit that was about to come out.

Aang… his hands were too cut off (apparently that killer, meaning Jet, was fascinating with cutting hands off, and now she slept with her hands under her pillow), and… somehow, Jet used a blade to… cut off Aang's arrows. Scars from it were still there. The bile in her throat erupted and she vomited right there and then.

"I wasn't able to stop the torturer" is what he said. She knew a lie when she saw one. She knew he tortured them daily, until they died from blood loss.

Jet had to keep her away from a lot of things then, like blade, baths, long clothing, and sometimes her pillow. He had to shut the windows, bolting them tightly, and had to watch her carefully.

She was very suicidal.

It took her a long time to get over it, she didn't know how long, but it was a long time.

She was going to visit him.

Even if she got killed doing so.


She picked her lock again and thanked the moon and water spirit when she found the guards dead. Normally, she wouldn't be so happy at the sign of death, considering what happened, but anyone working for Jet had it coming.

She walked at a fast pace, and if Jet caught her, she would act sick, saying she felt dizzy and needed air. Her windows were bolted after all.

Thankfully no one saw her, which was odd. Where could they be if they weren't guarding her…?

Oh no! Zuko!

She rushed down to the prison chambers, hoping it wasn't too late.


"So… she's my wife. Didn't I tell you? Or were you too busy hiding like a coward to even listen to the news?"

He didn't reply.

Jet only shrugged, and walked towards him.

He was in chains, not even fighting when he was being held against his will.

This whole time… he had thought-

"Well?"

He still didn't say anything.

Until he heard a noise.

It was a tapping… as if something was…

Dripping.

Katara? He thought, looking up.

She was there, behind all the guards in the shadows where no one could see her.

But he could. He always could see her.

She was shaking her head, crying too, as she saw him in chains. She was mouthing something to him, but he could not see it due to Jet's hair being in the way.

But then… he realized it was true.

She lifted her shirt, placed her hand on her stomach, and then removed the hand to show him the large scar that was there.

Like a blade…

He looked down, to avoid letting her be caught, but looked up again to face Jet.

You fucking bastard!

His blade matched the scar…

Asshole.

Katara was crying…

Jackass…

The scar…

He killed it… or her, or him…

Realization hit him.

Jet killed his child.

Jet killed an unborn baby that was in Katara's stomach.

Jet killed his child to marry Katara.

"YOU BASTARD!" He yelled out, struggling against the chains. Nothing could calm him down, not even Katara's crying face.

"HOW DARE YOU!"

Jet killed his child by shoving a knife through Katara's stomach.

And since Jet killed his child, Jet would die.

No doubt about it.


So… you found out what happened.

If you still don't get it, Katara was pregnant with Zuko's child, and Jet shoved a knife in her to kill the baby and now he was able to marry her without having another kid.

Get it?

I thought you all deserved to know, since I made you wait so long… sorry.

Oh, and cookies to Kinkatia, who is awesome and reviewed a bunch of my stories even when I didn't update. THANK YOU.

Love,

Ivy