Revenge II:

In the land of the blind.

Rock Werchter ruled!

Disclaimer: I still don't own it.

OK, a shorter chapter I know, I'm sorry, but it does contain a plot twist that will spice up this story. So enjoy and review!

Chapter three: Drugs and departures

Later that night Sokka and Toph were put into a jail-cell. It was wooden, so Toph couldn't bend their way out of there.

"If they condem you for the murders, I can't let you take the fall, after all I did them."

"No I can't let you take the fall. After all, they wouldn't even believe you."

"They might, after what that guy saw today." She hung her head. "It's all my fault Sokka."

"Don't say that."

"If I didn't go after them, they wouldn't have come after us. And now that innocent man is dead. It's all my fault."

Sokka lifted her head and held her hands, he roughly pressed them against hers. Weakly she gave in to his move. They simultaneously opened their mouths and slipped in their tongues. Toph closed her eyes and putted her hands on his cheeks. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the taste of the familiar. She parted when she heard someone coming.

"If I go to jail, will you wait for me? Will you visit me?" She asked in a soft voice.

"If you go to jail, I'll make sure I end up in the same one." He said even softer.

"Miss, you're up first." Said the voice of the D.L.A. agent. He unlocked the door and, not to softly, took her arm. He teared her away from sokka who ran at the bars to watch her disappear behind the door at the end of the hallway. From there Toph was escorted through a series of hallways to an investigation room. He mumbled something that Toph couldn't make out, but thought it was something along the lines of "In the old day's, at least we could hypnotize people to find out the truth."

She was put in a metal room. Where she awaited to be interrogated. The man had locked the door so she couldn't get out, stupid because the entire room was made of metal. She sat there for a long time and thought that it must be some kind of ritual to make ones resistance smaller. Eventually she decided to concentrate her forces to try and listen all the way back to Sokka. Which she couldn't of-course, but she had nothing better to do. But she did hear something else around a few corners. Something very vital.

"So, how much of this stuff should I use on her?"

"About the whole bottle, we can't afford her to wake up as deliver her to the boss."

"Real pity though, such a pretty girl having to be slaughtered like a pig. Guess it's times like these you're working for instead of against the mafia, eh?"

"You keep your voice down! We don't want Hurio or some other righteous asshole to hear us now do we? God damned Hurio, why couldn't he be smart like us two. Anyways, you go drug her, and I'll come by in a minute to help you carry her off, they should be nearly finished with the boy now."

"Right."

Her heartbeat rose. It was a setup, she was going to be brought directly to the mafia by corrupt agents! She had to get out of here, she had to save herself and Sokka. It wandered through her head 'they should be nearly finished with the boy now.' What was she supposed to do? How could she get out of here, she couldn't fight of an entire army of highly trained Dy lee agents. She'd have to move fast and quietly. Footsteps were getting closer to the door and Toph got in position. The man reached for the handle but was suddenly blown back to the wall behind him along with the metal door Toph blasted off. She she smelled the chloroform, the bottle had broken, she took the handle that lied next to the unconscious man and ran off. After se went around a corner she heard another man come.

She waited around the corner and heard him speak "Done yet? Thought maybe we could have some fun with her before they drag her off."

As he turned around the corner she lunged the broken bottle at his neck. His eyes widened and pulled back, he fell over his own feet and grasped his neck, he shivered. He couldn't make a sound, his vocal cords had been cut and his blood was spreading over his coat. She kneeled in front of him.

"Have some fun?" She stabbed him in the chest with the bottle. "Having fun yet?" He arched his back in pain. She stabbed him in his groin. "No fun for you ever anymore." she whispered. He reached for the bottle with his free hand, which resulted in her breaking it. The man was crying and begging for mercy without words, he mouthed "please no. Forgive me. Let me go." Pretty useless to a blind girl. She moved the hand that was protecting his neck and aimed the bottle at his wrist and cut it. She left him to bleed to death.

She realised she spent way to much time torturing that guy, she needed to get to Sokka a.s.a.p. When she got to the celblocks, she found no one there, he had allready been taken away. But where? She knew only one man that could help her now, and she hated to ask him, but couldn't just let Sokka suffer at the hands of the mafia.

After she broke out of jail she went by his home, it was midnight, dark and raining, she stepped on the doorstep, she knocked real loud. A man with an X on his face opened the door.

A/N To short I know, let me know what you think though! Sokka kidnapped, what will happen? Sorry to leave you with a cliffhanger, but the more you reply, the more motivated I'll be to drop another chapter, So Review! And forgive me for the shortness of the chapter.

P.S. How's my spelling, has it gotten any better?