Disclaimer: Uh… Bleh. Fuck off. (I feel like saying that today)


He kept his mouth shut. This whole time, he had stayed silent, trying to think of plans that would lead to Jet's demise.

The Avatar and Katara's brother were dead. Aang had died a long time ago, by Jet's hands. He was sure the same had happened to her brother.

But what? How could he escape and kill him off? He had to finish this war. He had to get revenge for all the lives lost.

His own child's…

Katara…

She must be in pain. She was dying on the inside; he could feel her pain right now. He knew she was in trouble, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Something… he had to do something… Anything to get him out of his hell hole, right into Jet's dying little—

His eyes shot up when he heard it. A footstep. Should he pretend he was asleep, and listen to what whoever had to say, or should he stay awake, facing them once again?

The footsteps came closer.

No… no more hiding. No more of all this bull shit! He was tired of all of it, and he wished Jet would just fall to the ground and burn to death.

Make him suffer like his child did…


She was locked into her room again, after Jet had noticed she was there and glared.

He hating see them in the same room together. He wanted his "wife" to have nothing to do with Zuko.

She fingered the dagger that she took out of its hiding place. This was enough. She should stop being a coward and just get it over with already! The rule would go straight to her, seeing as she was his … as much as she hated to say it, wife, but now the term "wife" worked to her advantage.

But how? When? … What would Zuko think of her then? She could hear him now, talking to her about this.

"Katara, no, I'll take care of it."

Even though he knew she could take care of herself, he didn't want her killing.

But…

She put the dagger away and looked at her hands.

She could still bloodbend—

No! She couldn't. She wouldn't.

But I'm killing anyway…

She sighed, not knowing what to do. She hadn't thought of her horrendous ability until now. She had forgotten all about it with the shock in her life.

She could have saved Sokka and Aang.

She began to cry.

No. She wiped her tears away. Now is not the time. I have to save Zuko. I have to get rid of Jet.

I have to kill him.

But… can I do it?

She went into the shower, forgetting to take the dagger with her.

I need to do it… but I don't think I'm ready yet.


She came out of the shower when Jet was glaring at her, inside their room.

"Katara?" His voice was cold, chilling her to the bone.

What was going on—

Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no!

Jet was holding the dagger in his hands.

"What is this?" He asked, still glaring at her. He slowly inched closer to her.

"What? What's …it doing here?" Act. She had to act like crazy.

"Katara, don't play stupid with me. I've let it go for the past few years, but not anymore. I'm not an idiot Katara, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to do what I have done so far. What is this goddamn thing doing in our bedroom!"

"I don't know—"

"Bullshit! Why is there a fucking KNIFE in our BEDROOM? On our BED?" He was more than angry; he looked as if he was going to kill herwith that knife.

No…

"Were you going to kill me?" He walked closer to her.

"Of course not—"

"Tell me the truth Katara!"

"I—"

The knife was pointed towards her, with Jet coming closer.

But he froze in midair, the second he was going to plunge the knife into her.

And Katara cried as she saw her hand stretched out, holding Jet in place.


I LOVE The Puppeteer. Amazing episode. I didn't know about it before, so I added it in here! Which helped because I didn't know how to make this chapter!

I know it sucked, but at least we're getting somewhere with the story.

And my reviewers, I do hope I end it happily too. I was recently reading a story where all these horrible things were happening to the main character, (my favorite characters), and I was like, is this how my readers feel? Oh no…

Of course some stories will end badly. But I don't think this one will. BUT you don't KNOW how its going to end now do you? I might not do something you expect… or I might. Who knows?

Please review, even though this is short. Sorry. I'm on a roll with updating today and I want to write more chapters. I feel so bad for not updating even though my life is shitty right now.

Love,

Ivy