Chapter 11

Korra...She had some nerve. The little brat thought that she could just waltz in and visit Kyo, when she was the one who had sent her to this horrid prison. And it was literally a prison. Not just Kyo being over dramatic. And did the Avatar really just think that she was going to sit here and behave, while waiting for her time to come? Well, let me tell you... There was no way in hell that she was going to sit here and get fat for ten years. Right now she had a plan to get out. A rather sad one, but judging from how she was currently feeling, it was going to work today!

And what was her plan? It was a rather simple and ridiculous one. She was going to act sick. Very sick. And not move at all, when they came to get her for this one walk around outside that they were allowed to have once a week. Naturally, they were all still handcuffed when it happened. But benders were more than just handcuffed, unlike those lucky, son of a bitch non-benders. Fire benders had to wear uncomfortable metal pieces around their mouths, sort of like a muzzle, and their hands and feet were clamped in these metal gloves and shoes. Those were also uncomfortable. And there was no key for them. The only way to get them off was through metal bending. Water benders were the same, minus the muzzle and metal shoes. They had it easy.

And then were the earth benders... Oh, Kyo almost pitied them. They had to wear the shoes, and this metal helmet that covered all of their head, with a metal screen thing to look out off. They way they wouldn't earth bend with their heads, because they had been known to do that. What made everything even more uncomfortable was the heat. You see, the prison was located on some island a little ways from the city. And for some reason, it got unbearably hot there.

The woman listened. And listened, and listened. Then finally, after what had taken forever, Kyo heard the clunk of shoes coming towards her cell. She slouched herself in the corner and closed her eyes. Would this plan work? Because it was pretty armature... But hey! She was a thief, not a constantly escaping convict. I imagine, that some of you are wondering, why doesn't she just attack them when they come in? Because she had already tried that. They put her in a room that could easily be mistaken for a small closet, for two days with no light, food and water. And here she was thinking that they where the good guys supposedly!

The door creaked open, but who walked in was not anyone she expected. It was that little earth bender brat. Bolin or something... Well, this wouldn't work, would it? Eyeing the open door, she saw that a metal bending guard was standing there, facing towards them. Maybe it would help a bit though... Her brown eyes went to Bolin. He was holding something in his hand.

Kyo let out a couple fake coughs. "What do you want?" She snapped, continuing to lazily, slouch in the corner. Bolin looked at her with wide and slightly terrified eyes, before slowly and cautiously walking over to her, like she would jump and break his neck at any moment or something. He crouched down and laid an object wrapped in a brown cloth on the floor, and then stood up and took a couple steps back from her. The guard eyed them carefully.

"I found this... And I thought that you would want it..." The fearful look in his eyes turned to one of sympathy, as Kyo reached over and grabbed it. She shot the guard the most murderous look she could muster before unwrapping it. The woman was surprised to say the least. It was Amon's mask.

"What? You're not going to keep it as a victory trophy? Because half of you seem like the type to do that!" Kyo looked at the guard again. He made no move to come in and take the item away from her. She was slightly surprised at that... Rarely were the prisoners here aloud to keep things. It was because they were in fear that they would be used as weapons. But it looked like that guard didn't consider a mask to be dangerous at all.

Bolin looked unsure of how to respond to that. His gaze was on the floor, but it went back up to the woman in the corner. "I'm really sorry about what happened..." He spoke, before turning and walking out the door, throwing her one last look as he left and the door shut.

Kyo looked down at the mask in her hands and then slowly brought it up to her face, and looked through the eye holes. The woman closed her eyes and brought her lips to the inside of the mask, where Amon's would have been. Very gently, she placed a kiss right there. With her eyes still closed she remembered what had happened only a week and a half ago. Seeing Amon without his mask at his moment of failure, looking at her with concerned brown eyes. But she didn't cry. Nope, Kyo was all out of tears for now. And it just seemed stupid to do it at this moment.

Kyo wrapped the mask back up and laid it on her lap. It was Korra's fault he was dead and now she was going to pay for it. How many siblings ever actually got along that well anyways?

And she was out! The woman ran as fast as her fire bending legs could take her, with the mask held tightly in her hand. She didn't consider it to be much of a story about how Kyo had escaped. It was pretty much how everyone would imagine it. They came to get her, and she laid there in the middle of the floor coughing, wheezing and shaking. The guard ran over to her, shouted for help, and before he knew it, Kyo had managed to fire bend his ass and have him knocked unconscious. Which was surprising, considering that the man was about 6'3, and extremely muscular. She must have caught him really off guard to get him down.

Anyways, here she was on the run now. And not even out of the building. But it wouldn't be that way for long. Ahead of her was a door with the familiar sunlight, shining from underneath it. She threw it open and guess what Kyo saw? Rocks and water everywhere. And those rocks where sharp looking. But at least she wasn't on a cliff. Behind her, she heard the crunching of metal and looked over her shoulder. A couple metal bending officers where behind her, shooting those metal rope things at her.

She easily dodged the first pair that came towards her, and then started running again, through the rocks and, now, knee deep water. Lovely... This was where not being the odd ball of the family would come in handy. Water bending would be extremely handy right this moment.

Ducking behind a large and sharp boulder, she climbed on to a smaller one right beside it. Her current plan was to use fire bending in her feet and rocket herself to the main land. While she more than likely wouldn't be able to made it that far, she could probably swim half way. The prison island wasn't all that far away from the mainland after all.

As Kyo started to fly off, a metal rope shot through the rock and wrapped around her upper arm. "Well, Shit." She muttered, as the rock was bended away and she started to get dragged towards the metal bender. Two more wrapped around her feet and her other arm. Kyo tightened her grip on the mask and then took a deep breath. Blowing out, she let a wave of fire shoot out of her mouth and go towards the prison guards. The thief knew for a fact that she had burned one of them. There was a loud scream of agony and the metal ropes let go off her. Call her sadistic, but she couldn't help but smirk at this.

Once again, the fire bender lifted off and this time got away. Like predicted though, she only made it so far before Kyo started to feel drained of energy and had to dive in to the sea below her.

By the time that she had gotten back to the city, it was dark out. On her nice long swim there, she had been forced to somehow hide, due to the lovely little boats that the police had been using. The equalist boats. Do you have any idea what it was like to hold your breath long enough for them to go away? Very hard... and then there was the swimming and trying to keep herself from floating... Well, to say that Kyo was exhausted would be an understatement.

As she dragged herself on to land and tiredly walked the streets, everything seemed so familiar. Just like the first night she had met Amon. The memory caused Kyo to grind her teeth and glare towards Air Temple Island. As she somewhat expected, Kyo's apartment had been sold to someone else, along with everything in there that she owned. Stupid bastard man who had been renting her the place. He was especially stupid right now. All Kyo wanted to do was collapse in a bed and sleep everything away.

It was looking like she would be rooming with the bush hobo though. She didn't have any yuons to sleep in an inn or anything like that. Wasn't the world a beautiful, wonderful and most magical place?

Kyo had been hiding for days now. Hopefully, the police would just assume that she had left the city pretty soon. Normally she would have just done that. But why hadn't she done it now? Because she wasn't leaving without her pay back. And with Amon's beloved mask in hand, she knew what she was going to do. With her, odd, plan circulating in her head, Kyo tied the mask on to her face and flipped her hood up.

In the dark, the woman moved quickly through the streets towards, you guessed it, Air Temple Island. With a smirk, Kyo wondered if Korra believed in ghosts.

Sorry guys for such short chapters recently... I am a lazy ass. But a very busy, lazy ass at that.