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Chapter 8

Kanna had once considered herself to be a woman of action. She had even stupidly considered herself to be somewhat superior to others when she had learned that she was a waterbender. Of course, due to her five years of captivity, she found her basic instincts to react to have been quelled greatly. The night she had spoken up to save the stranger and today, when she had faced the wind serpent, had been her only true actions in such a long time. This was why Kanna found herself staring in disbelief at the scowl, which she had inadvertently caused, on Ettorre's face.

The stranger looked unimpressed.

After a moment, Ettorre lifted his heel and walked into the room. Kanna flinched back, but the man roughly grabbed her upper arm. His metal lined gloved dug into her skin uncomfortably.

"Corville has ordered to see you."

Kanna felt her pulse race. This was all happening too fast; there was too much changing way too suddenly.

Kanna helplessly glanced at her brother. She found his blue eyes shift between her and the cot. He spoke up, "Kanna you go, explain the situation, I'll handle things here."

Glancing back at the metalbender, Kanna saw him shrug roughly. "So be it. I'm sure I will be back to collect the trash in here soon enough." At that Ettorre hurled Kanna out of the room and started dragging her down the hall. Kanna didn't say a word. She knew they were heading to Corville's main quarters near the bridge. Kanna had only been there once before, about four years ago, when she had attempted her first, and last, escape.

The cool air of the open sea met Kanna's nostrils. She looked around the deck and noticed that it looked almost as if it wasn't bombarded by a sea serpent just a little while before. Everyone seemed to be back in their designated quarters. Kanna noticed the wiry bender, Malcolm, was on patrol. He glanced at the scene of the ships savior being practically dragged by Ettorre with shock. The metalbender glanced his way and the boy turned his expression towards his grey shoes.

Ettorre stopped suddenly, and removed his grip from Kanna's arm. She rubbed the tender skin; it was going to leave a bruise later. Looking away from her injury, Kanna realized that they had already reached the helm of the ship. The Captain's quarters, like much of every entrance on the Beothuk, was preceded by a set of steps. In this case, they went up, not down into the ship. Ettorre motioned for Kanna to stay and walked up the metal steps. He then knocked a serious of times. After a moment the metal door shifted open. Kanna took that as her cue and made her way up to her fate.

She still couldn't understand why Corville would want to personally see her. It wasn't as if he had seen her kill the sea serpent, and Emsta had been sworn to secrecy about the stranger. A stranger who Kanna had decided to say was a major shareholder in Future Industries. She figured, with the shadowy nature of business, and the fact that the speedboat wreckage was a Futures Inc. brand, saying the man was leaving the political turmoil of Republic City wouldn't be too far fetched. It would buy her some time at least.

Kanna felt something brush against her arm. She was now walking down a narrow hallway. It appeared to be decorated with numerous watertribe flags and ancient scrolls made of a thick canvas material. Kanna thought she saw bending moves on some painting in blue and black ink, similar to one's she had snuck a peek at from the older benders who stayed at the orphanage years ago.

How could so much have changed in just little over a week?

Ettorre finally reached a halt at the end of the long hallway, and Kanna followed suit. They were both standing side-by-side, captive and captor, outside the thick metal door of the Captain's domain. Kanna swallowed.

Ettorre lifted a metal glove and knocked. A muffled "Enter" came in response. Ettorre then shifted his clenched fist across the door, turning the circular handle, and the door opened. Ettorre, without entering the room, pushed Kanna inside and said, "Here is that girl you requested, her tenant is awake. I'll be outside." He then shut the door with a loud bang.

Kanna looked ahead at the turned back of Corville. She noticed that his hair was back in its neat low ponytail. He didn't seem to register what Ettorre had spoken. He seemed engrossed in finishing reading something. Kanna began to scan his office nervously. It was just as she had remembered it, though she was scared out of her wits the last time she was here. Not much had changed to either his office or her current mental state.

Looking back, Kanna wished she could have thought through her plan to escape via the trunk of a drop speedboat. She wished she could have realized that if a drop was taking place, the materials would have to be stored somewhere.

At least you won't make that mistake again, she thought gravely as she stared at the many stacked shelves and colorful maps that crowded half of Corville's walls. The other half was made of one-way glass that exposed most of the ship's deck. Kanna felt kind of creeped out about that.

Her thoughts were interrupted as Corville neatly shut the thin black report he was reading. He opened a top drawer in his hand-carved watertribe style desk, and placed it inside carefully. He then straightened up and walked towards one of the many maps that adorned his walls.

Kanna turned to follow his predatory gait with her questioning eyes. Boy was Corville dragging this on. She was surprised he hadn't attacked her yet about the stranger.

Raising a tan finger Corville pointed to the top portion of the map. He then asked, "Kanna, are you familiar with this location?"

"It's the Northern Watertribe lands."

"Good good," he said thoughtfully, "and do you know what this is?" He moved his finger to the left of the map.

Kanna stared at his finger and contemplated just ignoring his question and start explaining herself. Thinking better of it she replied, "Um, the Western Air Temple?"

"And what is this black peg represent?"

"The ship sir."

Corville slapped his hands together satisfied. "Excellent, so I'm aware you understand that our great Beothuk is going to be heading to the Air Temples soon."

"Well… yes, but I thought those lands were empty for at least a hundred years?"

Corville smirked, "Ah well that is just not the case anymore."

Kanna stared at his face not understanding where the conversation was going.

Corville's smirk faded and his expression softened, "Kanna I am grateful for what you have done for our ship."

Kanna's mouth fell open.

"Don't' be so surprised I found it. Several of my guards saw you. Anyway, I feel somewhat indebted to you so I am going to make you a deal of sorts. Of course freedom is off the table, but what is on the table is your little strangers remaining presence on our ship."

Kanna opened her mouth to respond but Corville motioned for her silence, "Now don't try and feed me any lies about his position. Just take my gift gratefully, my little bender. If you don't I won't feel the least bit tempted to not throw him overboard, or to leave him on our next stop at the Air Temple lands injured as he is."

Kanna was in shock of the turn of events. While Corville's threats loomed over her head, his offer still stood. It couldn't be refused, but she still feared there was a bottom line to all of this.

"Corville," she started quietly, "why?"

"I told you, my little bender, think of this as a personal "Thank you" gesture from a Captain to a subordinate for saving the ship. My aren't you suspicious."

Kanna glared at that last comment. "Fine, I'll take it."

Corville's hawk eyes glinted with glee. "Perfect, you may leave. Ettorre will take you back."

At her dismissal Kanna quickly turned to leave. The atmosphere of the room was becoming incredibly uncomfortable. As Kanna reached for the metal door it slide open roughly. Kanna eyes registered Ettorre's hands holding something gleaming silver. She turned in horror.

"I thought you said you were thanking me?" she yelled at Corville. He was still standing by the map, his head tilted to the side as if he was amused.

"I did, but if you hadn't noticed, your courageous actions were in fact seen by a large amount of benders. I would hate to see any type of mutiny arise due to them portraying you as some sort of hero."

She struggled as Ettorre reached out and shackled Kanna's wrists with two thick metal bracelets.

Corville continued, "Now I'm not sending you to the brig Kanna. I'm merely sending a message to the crew. I'm sure you'll adjust to them anyway, you won't have to worry about waltzing with anybody else for a very long time. Those things can be quite obtrusive I hear."

With that Corville waved the two benders away while chuckling to himself. The petty bastard, Kanna thought.

During her humiliating walk back to her room, Kanna noticed several crewmembers staring at her wrists. It was well known among the ship that wearing any form of metal was considered one of the stupidest things one could do. It made one a puppet for any of the metalbenders aboard. The gleaming heavy weights attached to Kanna's wrists also meant that she should be heading to the brig.

Kanna glanced at Ettorre secretly as he escorted her back. Kanna had never been to the brig, but she had heard stories. Apparently Ettorre was not a regular metalbender. Kanna heard that he had an ability to manipulate metals to maintain certain attractive properties for extended amounts of time. Kanna never found out what these properties were exactly, but as she adjusted her wrists, she decided she never wanted to.

Before Ettorre left Kanna at her door he quickly shifted forward. Kanna felt her arms move backwards, without warning, and the breath was knocked out of her as she slammed against a metal wall.

Her heart raced as Ettorre leaned forward and whispered, "Better be on you best behavior girl. If I see just one thing out of place, or one word from that mouth of yours…" He lifted his face away from Kanna's before he could finish his threat. Kanna felt her arms being released from their invisible shackles and she crumped slightly from shock. Looking over Kanna noticed that Arika had entered the corridor and was now staring at the two of them.

Ettorre stared back for a moment, and then quickly exited, walking past both waterbenders without a second glance.