I only own Koori.

Koori slept with her back to the open part of the cell. She didn't sleep well and she wanted to curl up into a ball and forget everything that had just happened to her. The Avatar was dead. There was no hope now. She quivered because she couldn't firebend. The ship was so cold and there was barely any light in the prison. Koori took in a deep breath and then coughed it out because of the carbon in the air. Her coughing attracted attention and she felt the shadow of a guard.

Koori's white dress was thin against the iron she was laying on. Koori remained still and managed to ignore the cold against her skin. She felt the shadow of the guard leave her cell and she moved. She pulled her knees up and leaned her head against them. Her heart was beating slowly and she wanted somebody to stare at.

"Why does this stuff happen to me, Master?" she asked in a whisper.

I cannot answer that.

Koori took in another deep breath. Her body was craving oxygen. "Why did you want me?" she asked.

I wanted you because I was told to kill you. Fire Lord Azulon promoted me to Captain shortly after I agreed to destroy your village. There had to be something special about you, so, I kept you.

Koori could hear a smile in Zhao's voice by the end. Koori started to cry and she started to hug her legs. She felt a hand on her back and coldness enveloped her body. "Why can't I see you?" Koori questioned. "I can see plenty of other spirits. Why not you, Master?"

She felt the hand on her back disappear and warmth returned to her body. She saw a light a foot away and the light started to take form. Zhao appeared before her in chains and wearing peasant clothing. Koori's tears started to vanish as she blinked them out of her eyes.

"You could not see me because I chose for you to not see me," Zhao said, kneeling down beside Koori to sit across from her. "I have missed you," he said.

Koori stared. "Master," she huffed. "Why are you in chains?"

"I have a debt to owe. This is why I am following you, dearest Koori."

He was smiling and he used his hand to touch her hair and pull it out of her face. His hand went straight through her hair and he frowned. He pulled his hand back and looked disappointed.

"I am sorry that you had to die, Master," Koori whispered. "I never wanted it to end this way. There are times when I wish that I could return to your quarters and clean until my fingers were numb. I only wish that things could have been different."

Zhao had turned his head away. "I wish for something other than this," he shouted, pulling his chains out and rattling them violently. Koori tried to shush her previous Master, but she soon knew that the guards could not hear him. "I want my old life back."

Koori nodded and leaned closer to him. She put her hand on his chest and worked it around to his back. She gave him a hug and then retreated back to her position on the floor. "Master, what debt do you owe?"

Zhao looked to the floor. "I thought that I would owe the Moon Spirit another life, but she said that my duty was to watch over you. My debt is to make sure that you are safe," he said.

Koori looked at her Master and tears again formed in her eyes. She looked up to a shadow and Zhao turned his head.

"We're back in the Fire Nation. I hope that you enjoy your stay," the guard said with a smile.

Koori watched the guard pick up his keys and turn the lock. Koori was ushered out of the prison and Zhao followed behind with his chains rattling behind him. The other guard met Koori at the exit to the prison. Once Koori stepped out, she took in a deep breath of oxygen. Heat came back to her body and her mouth curled up at the end. Both guards had hold of her hands and she looked behind herself. Zhao was still there, sulking behind her, dragging his chains. The guards stopped before the entrance of another prison. The door opened and Iroh was taken out in chains. Both individuals saw each other and Koori went white. She immediately avoided eye contact and Iroh saw Zhao behind the two male guards. He nodded and the woman dragged him away.

Koori was taken up stairs where she was greeted by moonlight. Her breathing stopped when she caught a glimpse of the Fire Nation Prince with another girl. She was hanging over him in the moonlight and Koori could hear the Prince laughing. Koori's heart shattered. Her legs gave way and she collapsed onto the ground. The guards picked her up and drug her off of the boat and onto a cart where she greeted Iroh again. The woman was the only one in the cart with Koori and Iroh. She stared at Koori sadly and then touched Koori's knee. Koori flinched and the female guard withdrew her hand.

"I am sorry for everything," the woman said. "It must be so hard for you."

Koori's head dropped. She placed her head in her hands and her foot started to shake. "There is nothing more horrible than what Koori has been put through," Iroh said in a whisper. Koori's back started to heave and Iroh could tell that she had started to cry. His chained hand started to rub her back and Koori shoved herself to the corner of the carriage. Iroh sighed and he thought about everything that had happened.

Koori was owned by Zhao for thirteen years. She was a concubine to him. How can she possibly return to a life of slavery after just escaping it? Iroh thought deeper about what Zuko had done to her. She was falling in love with him. I thought that he was as well and now my nephew will never know how much he has killed Koori's heart. I will never forgive him for what he has done to this poor girl.

The cart came to a stop and the male guards appeared again. Koori squeezed her eyes shut to clear away any tears and then they grabbed her arms and lifted her out of the cart. Iroh waved to her as the cart continued and Koori was kicked toward a garden.

She saw the lush grass and found herself kicked onto it. She felt the softness under her fingers and sighed. If only she could become the grass and sit all day. Then, her thoughts went deeper. She was the grass. She was always getting stepped on, pissed on, and chopped down. Her mind cleared while she was being hiked up.

The guards stopped and one let go of her arm. Koori stood there, miserable. The soldier knocked on the door and the knocking rocked Koori to the core. She would forever remember the cherry wood and the sound that it made when a human fist hit it.

"Is it the new girl?" a gruff voice asked.

"For the Fire Lord," the guard answered.

The door opened with a whoosh and Koori found herself being stared at by an ugly old lady. She had a pure white powdery face with a large mole colored on the left side of her cheek. Her robes smelled like she had sprayed them with perfume until they reeked and Koori found her eyes watering from the smell.

"This girl will need a complete makeover. She's sloppy. Look at her hair! Her dress! That is Earth Kingdom trash right there," the woman shouted, pointing.

The guards threw Koori at the ugly woman. "She's yours now," the guards said.

The woman shut the door behind Koori and then grabbed her wrist. She drug her down a long hallway with several doors. "You are a concubine to the great Fire Lord Ozai. Are you of pure standards?" she asked.

Koori thought about what the woman was asking. She realized that she was asking if she was a virgin and then shook her head vigorously. The woman started to peel off Koori's dress and Koori tried to cover herself and stop the woman.

"I am merely seeing if the Fire Lord will take an interest in you. He normally likes to bed virgins, but there are a few concubines who he likes to fondle when there is a low supply of such a precious thing."

Koori was frightened. Thoughts of the first time that Zhao had slept with her poured into her mind and she quivered. The woman noticed and grabbed a blanket on a hallway table for Koori to wrap herself in. The woman led her to a room and completely exposed her. Koori reached for the blanket, but the woman looked her over in the firelight. She grabbed a knife from the countertop and cut open Koori's breast binding. Koori's milky-white breasts bobbed until they got used to gravity, but Koori tried to cover as much of herself up as possible.

"You must get used to being exposed. A concubine will never have on the proper dress of a lady." Koori shivered as the woman took off Koori's underwear and smiled. Koori closed her legs together tightly, but the woman spread her legs and shoved her hand inside Koori. Koori yelped and the woman withdrew her hand. She wiped off whatever her hand came into contact with and then threw Koori another towel. "I had to make sure that you weren't pregnant," the woman said as she walked toward another counter and filled a basin of water. She washed her hands and then smiled. "I will take you to your room. The Fire Lord must see you up close before he will bed you and by the way that you look, it will take a week until we get you cleaned up enough."

The ugly woman took Koori to her room and sat her down. "We will start your training and improvements in the morning."

Koori nodded and then woman slammed the door shut. Koori felt her stomach and cringed. "She said that I wasn't pregnant…"

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