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A/n: you will find out that this story will be OOC, but it was the best way to put it together. So don't blame me.
A girl's mission
Summary: A king, a girl and an impossible mission. How will she resist, how will she survive and how will she succeed? Zutara.
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She didn't liked the fact that Ozai was so close to her, especially now, since she's a royal hunter.
"I see. You will go on your mission tomorrow, but first tell me, what do you know about my son?" The Firelord let her shoulder go and sat down in his sofa. The hunter sat down after she saw his gesture.
"Your son, prince Zuko, is the heir of the thrown, an excellent warrior and he got captured by the rebels." What more could she say, for she didn't knew a lot about the prince. Katara looked at the man, who looked very interested.
He was not interested in her knowledge, it was her body.
"We know that the name of the head rebel Jet is, a few names of his best friends are; Smellerbee, Longshot and Pipsqueek. Longshot is a fighter with bow and arrow, Smellerbee fights with knives and Jet fights with twin hooks. Always be careful on your mission." Ozai came closer to the warrior.
He lay his hand on her knee and leaned forwards to kiss her. A knock on the door stopped him and Katara was relieved. Azula came inside followed by Ty-Lee. The Firelord stood already in the middle of the room.
"Father, Katara has to leave immediately, if we wait until tomorrow, then I'm afraid that Zuko wont survive this." The princess tried to come up with anything, anything at all just to make sure that her father couldn't lay his hand on Katara. She knew that her father had an interest in the girl and after years of having Katara as her slave, she knew well enough that the girl was a virgin. So she would try to protect her against her father.
"It's true, we got a rapport about the situation. Prince Zuko received twenty-five lashes when he woke up and I'm sure that they wont keep him alive very long." Ty-Lee would always help the princess, even if it meant that she had to go in against Ozai's orders.
"I guess that I have to go then." Katara walked outside the room, followed by princess Azula and advisor Ty-Lee.
"Thank you princess, for saving me from your father." The warrior bowed while she said this.
"Go, save my brother and bring him back safely. Even if their would be a chance that you die, then I'm sure that everybody will think about the girl that gave her life for the live of the prince." Azula walked towards the girl and gave her a quick hug.
"Go now." Said Ty-Lee who pushed the girl towards the secret passageways.
Katara took a secret path that led her in a forest. It would take five days to find the place where the rebels are located and how would she find the prince?
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Everyday got Zuko twenty-five lashes, after two days he could stand them without falling unconscious, but he still screamed when the whip made contact with his body. His back was now a bloody mess; dried blood and deep wounds were the only things you could see.
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After two days walking in the secret passageway she found the forest. The forest was big and stood between the kingdom and the rebels and you could clearly see a path leading towards the rebels.
Katara saw something red and walked towards it. When she picked it up, she recognized it; it was the hair-tie with the royal symbol. Zuko had to be dragged trough the forest.
The hunter putted the hair-tie in a pocket that hung on her belt, she had also a sword and twin blades with her, and a rope.
The warrior walked in the forest towards the camp of the enemy.
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"Azula!" The voice was heard trough the whole palace.
The princess quickly ran toward her father, she knew that he hated to wait.
"Yes father." Azula entered the room of her father. "You lied, Zuko will survive this, twenty-five lashes isn't worse. So tell me why." His brows knitted dangerously together.
"Ty-Lee said this to me, I didn't knew that it was a lie." The girl bowed lightly. "Liar!" Ozai gripped his daughter by her neck with one hand.
He smashed her against the wall and held her there, he ignored the sounds she made in attempt to get some breath. With his other hand he stomped her in her stomach, and again this time feeling her ribs bruising under his torment. He didn't released his hold on her neck and he kept hitting her wherever he could; in the stomach, her ribs, her face. He stopped when she began bleeding out her nose, she fell in the ground and gasped for the air that he had shut off.
Azula spitted a little bit blood on the ground that had in her mouth. She scrambled up and went towards Song, the palace healer, it was difficult to walk, but she managed.
"Princess Azula, what happened?" Asked the healer when she saw the princess. "Nothing." Said Azula, but Song understood.
The palace healer led the princess inside and healed her. Azula's stomach still hurt but it was better than that she was completely in pain.
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The smell of burnt wood filled her nose, she knew that she was near. Katara climbed in a tree and looked at the camp of the rebels. She couldn't believe her eyes, everywhere she could look she saw tents, rebels and firewood's.
In the middle of the field a few miles away she saw a building, the prince had to be locked up in there. But how would she get in the camp without being noticed?
The rest of the day she stayed in the tree, looking, observing, just to find a weak spot. When the midday came she heard a scream, the voice she heard was recognizable, but normally it wouldn't scream, it would order things around, have conversations and it would never be in such pain.
She looked back at the camp, still hearing the screams, then she saw a man completely in armor, he went in the forest probably for hunting a few deer's.
Katara climbed out the tree and followed the man. She was right, the man walked towards a trap where an animal was locked up. He took the monkey and smashed it with its head against a tree, to make sure that it would be dead he smashed the monkey against the tree for a second time.
She drew her sword and came towards the man, in one swift movement was the blade pressed against his neck, her left hand gripped his shoulder. They had the same length and maybe the same middle.
"One wrong movement and it will be your last." The man gulped and the dead monkey fell in the ground. "Good boy. Now putt your hands behind your back." The man did what she ordered and hoped that he would come alive out of this. "If you dare to turn around, you die immediately." The hunter drew her sword away and took the rope.
She cut the rope in two, then she tied the arms of the man and after that his legs. "Now, I have a few questions, if you don't answer them honestly then their might be a chance that the others find your dead body." The warrior walked around him, his eyes grew wide when he saw the girl.
"A girl? Who are you?" Asked the man while he looked at her, did a woman really tied his arms and legs?
"I said that I would make the questions. But you may know if you want. I'm Katara, a royal hunter and I'm on a mission." The eyes of the man grew wide when she had mentioned the words; royal hunter.