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"Are you sure you don't want us to stay longer?" Hakoda asked Katara as he and Sakida watched her pick out many books from the royal library. It's been a week and Katara's been getting back to her usual schedule faster than the doctor recommended.
"I'm sure Dad, Gran-Gran misses the South Pole, Pakku has his waterbending students, and you have a wedding to plan." She tried to smile, but failed.
"I'm sure the Fire Lord has many things to do as well," Sakida added, holding her fiancé's arm. Her "chest pains" went away about four days ago, apparently it was just some bug.
Zuko and Katara guessed she was the one who kidnapped and tortured them, but there was also many other things that went against that theory.
"So we'll see you on the fourth full moon?" Hakoda asked, giving his daughter a hopeful glance. Katara turned from the bookshelf to look into her father's eyes; smiling slightly, she answered.
"We'll try our best," She promised, moving closer to hug her father with an arm full of books.
Wrapping one arm around her father's neck, the other arm started to loose balance on all the books and they tumbled all over Sakida. Gasping, Katara quickly began to pick them up, noticing how Sakida winced at a paper cut that seemed to bleed on her hand.
The blood was purple.
Gazing at it like it was some kind of monster going to eat her, Katara piled the books in her arms slower than before. Hakoda finished picking up the books after Sakida hid her hand behind her back, who was glaring at Katara, who was still in shock.
"You've got to be less clumsy Katara," Hakoda chuckled, handing her the last book. "We'll see you later honey." He kissed her forehead and turned to leave the library, but waved goodbye once more.
"Purple blood." Katara whispered to herself. Flashbacks flashed her vision from the time the masked woman poisoned her with whatever that burning substance was. Gasping, Katara dropped all the books in her hands-which consisted of romance comedies and all that, gushy romantic, love stuff girls like-and made her way to the throne room where Zuko held his afternoon meeting.
Passing the royal tea room, and the gardens; pushing past guests, servants and guards, Katara ran as fast as she could through the palace hallways.
Ripping apart the curtains, Katara interrupted whatever Zuko was about to shout at one of his councilmen. "What color was the poison?" She demanded from him.
Everyone looked at her like she was stupid, or had grown a third eye. No one spoke, because only Zuko knew the answer to her question. But that doesn't mean he isn't confused. "Huh?" He asked, sitting up straight.
"What. Was. The. Color. Of. The. Poison." She demanded through clenched teeth, her hands tight into fists.
It took Zuko a second to remember. "Purple, why?" It was his turn to ask the questions.
"Then my father isn't marrying a human being." Then she turned, and exited; leaving an entire room in confusion.
Before anyone could ask what just happened, Zuko stood and dismissed the meeting, quickly running after Katara. She was a fast walker, he'll give her that. After running for some time, and asking lots of the guards, Zuko caught up with Katara back in the library.
Books and scrolls were scattered all over the floor, open and scanned through already. Katara was flipping through a book labeled: "Mysterious Creatures".
"Katara? Can you please tell me what's going on?" Zuko asked, picking up a book that Katara had already looked through.
"I kind of, sort of gave Sakida a paper cut when I dropped a million books on her." Katara admitted, closing the book and tucking it under her arm. Looking back up on the shelves, she grabbed another book and started flipping through it.
"It was an accident, right?" He smirked at her, leaning against the shelves. Katara looked up from her current scroll, and rolled her eyes at him.
"Of course, but listen," Katara looked around to see if anyone was probably listening to them. "when the paper cut started bleeding, it was purple blood."
Zuko's eyes widened. "How is that possible?"
"I'm not sure, but I'm going to find out. I'm looking for anything that has to do with purple blood, demonic creatures, or something that could deal with magic."
"Why?" Zuko asked, cleaning up the mess she made.
"Because it's obvious my Dad is under some kind of hypnosis or a spell, he wouldn't be acting like this if he had no choice, or he didn't realize it." Katara picked out one more book and started walking back to her room, with Zuko following her.
"So what do you plan on doing with all these books and scrolls?" He asked, sitting down next to the pile on her bed.
"I plan of finding who, or what Sakida is, and bring her down. I don't want her hurting my family anymore." Katara began reading the nearest scroll she could pick up.
"What if you can't defeat her?"
"Are you saying I'm weak?" She eyed Zuko.
"No, not at all, but we barely made it out last time, what if we can't bring her down when you fight her again?"
Katara got quiet, she gently placed down the scroll and crawled onto Zuko's lap. Resting her head on his shoulder, Zuko wrapped his arms around her.
"We'll defeat her, together."