Hey guys! Wow, a lot of reviews again in such a short period of time! That makes me smile like a creepy old lady who just won the lottery ha-ha. Okay, well I thank everyone who had reviewed so far and the people that made me smile! You guys rock, and please keep the awesome feedback coming :)! Oh, and sorry for the delay... I had a bit of writers block…

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A pair of tan legs was moving, moving at the speed of light. The scenery was blurs of magnificent colors ranging from green pine trees to dull colors of buildings. She didn't hear anything but the crazy beating of her heart. Katara wouldn't stop running even if her heart busted in her chest.

Nobody seemed to be able to reach her climax of fear. As fast as those pairs of athletic legs ran behind her, they still couldn't make her stop. The whole thing started when she was surrounded by members of the Midnight Phoenixes. Her back was against the cold bricks of a tenement building and she had no one to help her. Their eyes were so inhuman and blank of emotions. Their hands were out before them as if they were going to grasp her shaking body. Katara's voice vanished from her throat and the only kind of communication she had was the horror in her eyes.

Some of the members snickered in amusement. The great Hadoka's daughter, was squirming in fear before them? That was pathetic and embarrassing at the same time. One of them finally reached her and breathed heavily directly in her face. His countenance was contorted into a snarl; their lips were pulled behind their teeth and their pupils were dilated. Katara didn't know what was going on with them, but whatever it was it wasn't good.

"Master is here to see you," the man had said with a snakelike hiss.

Everyone else had stepped aside to let the silhouetted figure get through. When Katara saw that ridiculous grin, her heart stopped in her chest.

"You!"

With a snap of his fingers, the rest of the clan dissolved into the dark night leaving those two alone. She bit her lip in fear and backed up closer against the building's wall.

"Nice to see you, Katara," he spoke with a velvety tone.

As much as it killed her to admit it, Katara was drawn to his voice at that moment. She didn't sense and edge or coldness to it… he was actually being kind. But that wouldn't make her drop what guard she had left. Even if he made her spine tingle he wasn't taking advantage of her tonight.

"Stop being so tense-"

"Tense? What do you mean… and why do you even care you heartless bastard!" Katara screamed with anger and venom.

Aang smiled slyly and paced back and forth. As he was doing so, Katara looked for an exit. But everywhere she turned, red, glossy eyes narrowed. She gulped and crossed her legs together and wrapped her arms around herself. She was scared and alone. Nobody was there to shoot or kill Aang for her own sake. This was all her fault. If she had listened to Suki when she warned her about sneaking off for this recon mission, none of this would have happened. Why did she have to rebel against her best friend's advice?

As she was stuck in her own thoughts, Aang inched closer to her. When he was as close as that other guy was, Katara's tear-filled icy eyes wandered up to him. The sorrow and fear was still evident, but it had seemed to fade a little. Right now, her pride was dangling from his fingertips.

"Are you afraid, Katara?" Aang whispered slowly.

She let her eyes travel back down towards the ground and she let out a small sob. Of course she was afraid! A killer who got away with many murders had her to himself, and her father nor was brother here to protect her. Her fate was being processed inside of her mind and as time progressed, it became more and more horrid. Two hands rested on her bare forearms and gently they slithered up and down to her wrists.

Katara's pupils grew large and her body reacted in ways it shouldn't have…

(WARNING! ADULT CONTENT UP AHEAD, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK KIDDIES!)

"Please… please let me go…" Katara said softly in-between sobs.

Aang's misty eyes twinkled in amusement as she shuddered and shifted from side to side. Instead of even taking her plea in consideration, he lifted her chin and tilted her face up to meet his gaze.

"I have a better idea, how about I break your stuck up attitude? And do you know the best way to make a bitch break?" Aang asked.

Katara sputtered out another sob and released her chin from his grasp. What she had in mind was growing more and more into reality. He smirked and pulled her hips into his. Her breath hitched in her throat when her womanhood felt hot and it tingled. She bit her lip at the sudden sensation and she shook her head angrily.

But as much as she protested, Aang furthered his act. One hand fiddled with the hem of her dark blue shirt and the other rested on her hip. He licked his lips playfully and locked his eyes hungrily on Katara's own lips. They were forced into a frown and little droplets of tears loitered on them.

The tanned teen felt her body aching for more, but her mind was begging for the horrible nightmare to end. Her hands were smashed up against Aang's broad chest which didn't cease her heart. Her lips opened to say something, but before the words formed Aang delved in to steal a hungry kiss. Surprisingly, Katara hadn't squealed in anger or shock, she had actually kissed back some.

That was a cue for Aang to continue. The hand that was at the hem of her shirt finally found its way under it. Gingerly he slid it up until her felt the wiring or her bra. He grinned at how easy this was, and his other hand made its way to the hooking of her bra. Although Katara squirmed so he wouldn't go to that extreme, both hooks had been undone already.

She hissed and bit his tongue gently, but hard enough to make him get a message.

"I like a girl who plays rough," he mumbled into their lip-locked action.

Once her bra had been yanked off, Aang played with the free, smooth breast that welcomed him. At that time, Katara pulled her lips away and a loud moan escaped her lips. Her icy eyes were dry of tears, and now it was replaced with lust.

Aang pushed her back into the wall again and their lips crushed with so much force, Katara couldn't breathe at first. Her hands traced circles around his chest, and Aang's hands were pulling her shirt over her head. As soon as it was disposed onto the cement ground, he broke away and looked down. It was a beautiful sight. The roundness of her breasts, the perkiness of her erect nipples… and to think that this goddess was all his made his own erection become even harder.

His head bent down to lead a trail of butterfly kisses along her collarbone. Katara's breathing was turned into short gasps of ecasty. Gently he let his skilled tongue slide up towards her neck and kisses followed. In a few spots he nipped at her bare skin and she knew later there would be bruises.

"More please give me more," Katara panted.

He smirked and delved down to kiss the top of her left breast. Katara shivered in response and her hips bucked into his. Again he kissed it and licked the kissed spot. Then he went down further and licked her perky nipple. She tasted so sweet, and the whole idea that she was reacting this way made the deal even sweeter. He sucked and licked simultaneously which made her womanhood tingle even more.

Her first minor orgasm flowed through her. Katara's dark denim jeans were wet and her eyes became heavy from the energy that flowed out with the rush of liquid. Aang halted in his actions and took a moment to look at his beautiful toy. Her legs were crossing and uncrossing over and over. Slowly Aang unbuttoned her jeans and was greeted by red panties with little white hearts. Carefully he slid them down and realized that an orgasm had already attacked her.

Aang smiled and kissed her lips gently.

"I think you're ready for what I have next planned for you," Aang said softly.

It took a moment for Katara to understand the words that came out of his mouth. It was then that Katara began to get paranoid.

"No, no no no!" She said while pushing Aang backwards.

Her hair was disheveled and she was half naked. How far had she let him get? Her mind was a blur of emotions and fear was the main one.

"What do you mean no? This whole time you have been enjoying my attention, and now you're pushing me away? I don't think you understand my expectations!" Aang snarled and gripped a fistful of her brown hair. "I get what I want from whores, and I'm getting what I deserve."

Aang forced Katara's head back and took a hungry bite out of her naked neck. She let out a wail of agony and horror. Somehow she needed to escape his clutches before what she holds dearly to her pride is wiped away.

(ADULT CONTENT ENDED! YOU CAN STOP CRYING NOW! :D)

It was a dirty thing, but that was her only way of escaping. Quickly Katara spat a huge glob of saliva into Aang's eye and once her yelled and released her from his angry grasp. Instantly she picked up her shirt and began running and putting it on quickly. But she forgot one thing; her pants were halfway down her legs.

"Ah fuck!" Aang yelled while smothering in his eye.

Katara tumbled over and fell to the hard cement. Her breath was knocked from her lungs and she was dizzy. Aang turned around, one red eye and one grey eye caught sight of his prey. He dug in his pocket and pulled out a pocket knife.

"You stupid sonovabitch! You're going to pay for that!" Aang hollered.

He crept towards her with his pocket knife's blade ready to slice anything. Katara regained her senses and turned over in a flash. The sight was so scary; Katara pulled her pants up and got up again to sprint. She didn't care if Aang sent his minions after her; she didn't care if her pants continued to slide down. The only thing that flashed in her mind was one word…

Run.

Katara bolted awake from that horrid dream and screamed with all of her might. Her eyes darted from side to side until she noticed that she was in her room. A hand was placed on her beating chest and her breathing continued to be uneven. A few moments passed until she calmed down and was able to stand on her two feet.

Her head was hurting and her eyes had little dots dancing in front of them. Whatever she ate before she had went to sleep must have been spoiled or something! Why else would she dream about him?

Once she made her way to her door, there was a small piece of paper tapped to it. Reluctantly she pulled it down and struggled to open it. Her icy eyes scanned the words over and over until she was able to comprehend what was written. It read:

Katara there has been some really crazy MP disturbance at a local bank.

Dad said for you to stay home so... don't you dare leave that house!

Oh, and if you do, Dad will make sure you have no missions for a week.

Cya when we get home!

-Sokka and Suki

Katara threw the paper on the floor and spun around to get some outside clothes. Did they really think she would let them go on a mission without her? That wasn't happening. She was going to get her revenge on Aang even if it killed her!

OOOOH NIGHTMARES! Who doesn't love a good ol' nightmare on a day before Halloween? Sorry for such a late update, I had writers block and I couldn't think of another idea. But the next chapter might be tomorrow 'cause I have a good idea! Thanks for reviewing and stuff, it makes a sad day good! (hugs Sokka doll) Cya Lates!