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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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"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.
"Where is the prince?" "I don't know, isn't he at the palace?" The man looked in her eyes.
The hunter gripped his neck and threw him in a tree. He fell in the ground and looked at her afraid about what she was going to do next. Katara opened the pocket and took the hair-tie. "So he's in the palace, why did I found his hair-tie in the forest then? Tell me what I want to know and no lies." She putted the hair-tie back in her pocket.
"The p – prince is in the building, second floor, the room at the end of the hall." The man knew that he better answered honestly, if he wanted to survive.
"Good, but I wonder. How could you get in the palace and is Jet really the head rebel?" She kneeled down and looked in his eyes. "Jet told us where we could find a secret passageway, he got the information from somebody inside the palace. That person wanted that we captured the prince." He still lay against the tree and made no move to try to stand up.
"Who?" Asked the girl. "I can't tell you. They would kill me if I did." "I will kill you if you don't tell me." She drew her sword. "It – it was the – the Firelord." He stammered when he saw the sword.
""I told you; no lies." She pressed the point of the blade against his cheek. Blood rolled down, over his neck into the crook of his shirt under the armor. He screamed, but she held her hand on his mouth. "I'll ask you again, who?" She drew her hand away.
"I told you, the Firelord, he wants his son dead, because Zuko is a weakling. He prefers his daughter and he said that he would send a royal hunter with no experiences." The man looked in her eyes, and she only saw the truth hidden behind his green eyes.
"So Ozai thinks that I don't have any experience. What were you supposed to do here in the forest?" Her voice was gentler now. "I had to bring that monkey to the kitchens, so they could prepare a meal for Jet." The warrior putted her sword away.
"Where's the kitchen?" She drew the blood, that covered a line over his cheek, away. "Third floor, the second door at your left." "And where can I find Jets room," "Second floor, the first door at your right." She stood up.
"Good, I'll bring that monkey. And you? I'll guess that they will have to find your dead body after I got away with the prince." She took the twin blades and the steel of the blades connected with his neck.
After the man died, she took his clothes off, only the armor and the shoes. She wasn't a girl that would wear man underwear. The armor fitted perfectly, it only pushed a little bit on her breasts. Thanks to the helm she could hide her face and long brown hair.
Katara hided the man under the leaves , then she took the monkey and walked inside the camp. "Hey Haru, looks like you took a pee-time as well." Said a man to her. "Yes, Yes, I did." She tried to make her voice as manly as she could muster. "You better go, the cooks are waiting." He said.
She walked towards the building, after two miles she reached there and went inside. The hunter walked upstairs until she reached the third floor. The second door at her left opened and a cook came out. "Good, you're here." Katara handed the monkey over.
""Will you tell Jet that he has to wait at least three hours before he can eat." Said the cook to a man that just passed by. The rebel nodded and went downstairs, towards Jets room. Katara followed, but stayed a good distance behind him. The man entered the first door at his right. A few minutes later he came outside and went downside.
After the rebel passed her, the door opened. "Lets take another look at our prince." Jet left his room. The girl stepped in Jets room after she was sure that he wouldn't hear her.
There stood a bed, dresser and bureau in the room, and also a door that led to a bathroom. The warrior took the armor off and placed it in the dresser, her belt with weapons was shoved under the bed. She went towards the bathroom and found make-up. 'Weird, I never knew that a boy would keep make-up in his bathroom.'
Katara painted her lips red and her eye-shadow was black, just like her clothes. After she had left the bathroom, she sat down on his bed, five minutes later the door creaked open. "Smellerbee, you better check the head-posts near the palace." Jet came in his room after the girl had left.
"He turned around and saw a girl sitting on his bed. She wore a black skirt and black top, her lips were painted red and her eye-shadow was black. The girl stood up, "Why so stressed?" She came towards Jet. "Who are you?" Came the reply while Jet looked at her.
"It doesn't matter who I am. I think it matters more that I'm here." She pressed her second finger lightly on his lips, he captured the finger in his mouth and sucked lightly on it. She smiled, a strange look in her eyes, but he didn't noticed. Katara withdrew her finger, and Jet took her wrist and held it against his torso.
He came closer and kissed her, not roughly, not passionate, it was like she was made from porcelain. While he kissed her, they stepped foot by foot towards his bed. Then he pushed her down and started ravaging her neck oh, so gently.
Under Jets pillow she had put a knife, the hunter took it while the boy still kissed, and licked her neck. "I guess that you better should stop." The knife was pointed towards his trout, Jet looked up at her and saw then the knife.
"What's the meaning of this?" Katara rolled them over, so that jet lay pinned under her, the knife pointed at his trout and her legs at his sides. "I heard that Ozai asked you to captor the prince." She still had that strange look in her eyes.
"You're that royal hunter that he would send." The boy had no weapon to defend himself. "Yes, he would send a hunter with no experience. It's so bad that he didn't knew that I have a lot of experience." "How did you got here?" He tried to get some time, maybe someone would come in. "The man Haru, I think, didn't knew how dangerous a forest can be. And tell me, how do you leave this place? And with that I mean unseen." She even didn't whimper when she said this.
"In the room at the end of the hall, you can find a secret passageway that will lead you in the forest. I'm the only one that knows about it." Jet didn't lied because he knew that she could see it in his eyes, and she saw only truth in his brown eyes. "You can say hello to your friend." Jets eyes grew wide.
Katara sliced his neck, just a cut, but pressed hard enough that he died without a sound. Then she stood up and took her belt, she found a bag and bandages, probably for wounds after his training. She putted ten bandages in the bag and two water flasks. She also took a souvenir; a piece of white clothing that belonged to Jet.
The warrior opened the door lightly and looked outside. When she was sure that their were no people in the hall, she stepped outside and ran towards the room at the end of the hall. She reached the door and opened it.
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