Post by Teяa253 on Sept 29, 2008 10:58:26 GMT 1
okay, so I was a few several hours late. sue me.
Here's the 9th installment of "The Order of the Avatar Slayer" series.
there is a certain event that happens towards the end of this chapter that I had to cut for mature reasons, and length reasons.
it fits between chapters 9 and 10, and if anyone wants to read it [possible mature moments, nothing pornographic or anything of course, just potentially suggestive] they can PM me.
anyways, hjere's the uncut version.
CHAPTER 9: THE NEW LIFE THEY HAD
The relationships between these various benders continued to grow. There were other Avatar Guard members that would come and go, but these “new recruits” were being trained by the masters themselves. Even Avatar Zakura was training, despite her wishes.
“What makes you think I need more training, Alzar,” she asked her, as she wanted her to get more firebending experience in,
“Because no matter who you are,” said Alzar in response, “you’ll never be as good as me, you got that?”
“Sure,” Zakura shrugged, “but with little miss “right fist” I won’t need to be.” Zakura laughed and sent a punch straight into Alzar’s face; knocking her several feet back right into the stone wall, which cracked upon her impact. If she had been using all her force, Alzar’s face would have been permanently altered. Luckily she was going easy.
“She does bring up a point,” Aiku said, trying not to laugh, “no need to be able to out bend someone you can beat up.”
“GEH,” said Alzar, trying to wipe the blood from her forehead out of her eyes, “That’s NOT the point. There’s gonna be a time where
“little miss right fist” isn’t gonna be able to reach “little mister Xin Shing”, eh?”
Sanaki, who did not like to hear people be mean to each other, stood in front of Zakura with her arms crossed. Aiku turned her a little so she was facing him. It turned out that she was 17 years old, and yet still had the cuteness a little child would bring.
“Say sorry to Alzar,” she said firmly. She was not only saying this because of her ethics, but also because they had learned that she and Alzar were both descendants of the same Sanaki Li Chan of old.
Zakura just laughed and flicked Sanaki’s jaw. This accidentally jerked her backwards and she cut her mouth.
It was not that Zakura was too strong (maybe that had something to do with it) but Sanaki, like her namesake, was somewhat fragile. She felt her mouth, and her right hand became stained in blood. She began to cry. Like the Sanaki of old, she was sensitive, and would often cry a lot. Mulan, who was sitting calmly a ways back, raced up to comfort her.
“You poor thing,” she said, picking her up and trying to clean the blood from her mouth; she turned to Zakura.
“You monster,” she snapped, “How dare you hit a little blind girl.”
Zakura actually looked ready to shrug and hit Mulan too, but it seemed that her old ethics of not wanting to let a pregnant woman be harmed came back at her.
“Honestly,” Zakura shrugged, “if she is gonna whine about that, just get her out of here, alright?”
“Look at her mouth,” said Shinon, stepping up, gently taking Sanaki from Mulan and telling Mulan to sit down, “she’s getting blood all over the place. You decked her hard, and you know that that will make unsuspecting people cut open their jaw.”
Zakura looked defensive.
“Gee,” she said, “why not just throw me out now? I’m SUCH a bad person for showing my old teacher and a little blind girl what THE ORDER will do to them with no further hesitation. Hmm, and I also suppose that a little bit of... ‘Killing’ will go on?”
“That’s not the point,” said a voice from behind them. It was Ryuka, and he was holding a blade. He jumped off from the tier he was on and landed by Zakura, swiping her hat. Luckily Zakura’s hair was decent-looking, and she didn’t care too much either. She simply wore that hat out of habit, so she didn’t react at first like Ryuka had hoped.
“The point, Avatar Zakura,” he said, “is that you can’t just go waltzing around hitting your own friends just because you’re stronger than them. They have done a lot for you, and so a little respect for them would be nice. And before you pull the “these newcomers haven’t done anything for me” gag, I’ll tell you right now that they already have.
By going against the group “The order of the AVATAR SLAYER” they are helping to protect you as well.”
“Protect me,” Zakura laughed, “Ha, Ryuka, that’s a good one.”
“Indeed it is,” he said, whipping out a knife and holding it to Zakura’s throat. He had moved so quickly that even Alzar had not noticed it coming. He jerked her head back and began running it back and forth in the middle of her throat. The knife had tiny serrated edges, so it was starting to penetrate the flesh on Zakura’s neck, leaving a fine stream of blood trickling down her neck. None of the others reacted because they were either somewhere else (like in the case of Taki, Lehran, Royota, and the likes) or knew what was going on.
Zinjamyn showed up, and smiled at what he saw.
“So,” he laughed, “Zakura’s finally getting “the warning,” eh?”
“Let go of me,” Zakura hissed, and yet although she could have easily decked him and gotten away, she didn’t do anything.”
“Everyone needs it, Zinj,” said Ryuka, “I think Ike handled it the best though (“Zinj” was referring to Zinjamyn of course, and “Ike” was Aiku’s nickname that Ryuka used)”
“That’s true,” Zinjamyn chuckled, and he sat down to watch. He was accompanied a few seconds later by Koara.
“Aye,” she said, nudging him, “Zakura finally got Ryuka’s warning?”
“Aye, Koara,” Zinjamyn replied, “she’s gotta learn somehow.”
This was deeply wounding Zakura’s pride, but it seemed the more she waited, the more blood Ryuka was spilling of hers. It ran down, stopping against the gold necklace she had around her neck and starting to accumulate there.
“Get off me,” Zakura grunted, but she didn’t move. Her pride was getting badly wounded from this treatment.
“On two conditions,” said Ryuka, “first, apologize to the little blind girl and give her a hug; second, apologize to your firebending teacher and thank her for putting HER time into putting up with you and being willing to teach you her firebending secrets.”
Zakura almost looked hesitant, but the blade was cutting deeper into her throat, back and forth, little by little. She knew he wasn’t going to let it do any fatal damage, but to progress so slowly was torture.
“FINE,” she roared, and Ryuka let up.
“Come here, Sanaki,” she said, and embraced the child, “sorry about your jaw, alright? It was just a joke. If you feel my hand coming, jump back. It’ll make ya stronger.”
“Okie,” Sanaki replied happily, and she embraced Zakura again before skipping happily off to go and play, probably with Kimiko, a fellow firebender her age. Sanaki’s kindness was even able to out-prioritize Kimiko’s shyness.
Zakura stood up, grabbed Alzar by the hand and lifted her up.
“Look” she said, “sorry about hitting you that hard. You know me though, come on, I’m probably the cockiest avatars to ever live.”
“Ooh, you got that right,” said Alzar, who still seemed slightly angry about the whole incident, “I still don’t know what drove me to the point of insanity where I actually agreed to teach you.”
“I do,” said Ryuka, “because you wanted the avatar to be able to overthrow Xin Shing—just like all the rest of us here do. Avatar Zakura is only human, Alzar. She’s going to have faults just like you and me. Nobody is perfect.”
“Fine,” Alzar said, spitting blood, “I’ll forgive you, Zakura, but don’t do it again or I might have to retaliate.
Zakura opened her mouth to say something, but Ryuka grabbed her arm. She turned to face him, and he shook his head. Zakura held her comment for the time being, and then went with Zinjamyn to practice more of her earthbending skills. It just went to show how powerful of benders The Four Benders were if even the earthbender was still teaching an already fully realized Earth Avatar.
Everyone in the group was training until around mid-day, where they would take a break for the rest of the day (unless others wanted to continue). Mulan took a nap, Sanaki and Kimiko were playing a little game with a fireball, Royota was conversing with Koara about Earth Kingdom and Water Tribe affairs, Lehran was keeping Altina entertained with some small waterbending techniques, The Four Benders were just ambling around doing as they pleased, Avatar Zakura was lazing around, stopping every now and then to take a nap, Ryuka was off in some corner of the hideout clanging on something—making weapons; and Cheng and Taki had taken Zakura’s advice and were going to go out for the evening. Zakura dropped in on Cheng as he was fixing up his hair and making sure everything was perfect.
“So,” said Zakura, “you two really DO have a crush on each other?”
“Well,” Cheng stammered, “I guess to an extent we do. But it sort of started this morning after I saw her win her Earth Rumble Tournament.”
“Ah,” said Zakura, chuckling, “so THAT’S where you two were. I would have gone, but I was banned ages ago.”
“For what,” Cheng asked,
“My own reasons,” said Zakura, “you have fun with Taki. Oh, and keep in mind that I was actually joking when I suggested that.”
Nonetheless, Cheng was dressed in a fine Fire Nation suit, and Taki in a fine blue-green dress colored like her Kyoshi uniform. He took her hand and the two of them left the hideout together. They left, and Zakura developed a smug grin on her face, before stopping and asking Ryuka for some weapons training. Those who were newcomers to The Avatar Guard’s hideout soon learned and enjoyed The New Life They Had.
~Azula~
Here's the 9th installment of "The Order of the Avatar Slayer" series.
there is a certain event that happens towards the end of this chapter that I had to cut for mature reasons, and length reasons.
it fits between chapters 9 and 10, and if anyone wants to read it [possible mature moments, nothing pornographic or anything of course, just potentially suggestive] they can PM me.
anyways, hjere's the uncut version.
CHAPTER 9: THE NEW LIFE THEY HAD
The relationships between these various benders continued to grow. There were other Avatar Guard members that would come and go, but these “new recruits” were being trained by the masters themselves. Even Avatar Zakura was training, despite her wishes.
“What makes you think I need more training, Alzar,” she asked her, as she wanted her to get more firebending experience in,
“Because no matter who you are,” said Alzar in response, “you’ll never be as good as me, you got that?”
“Sure,” Zakura shrugged, “but with little miss “right fist” I won’t need to be.” Zakura laughed and sent a punch straight into Alzar’s face; knocking her several feet back right into the stone wall, which cracked upon her impact. If she had been using all her force, Alzar’s face would have been permanently altered. Luckily she was going easy.
“She does bring up a point,” Aiku said, trying not to laugh, “no need to be able to out bend someone you can beat up.”
“GEH,” said Alzar, trying to wipe the blood from her forehead out of her eyes, “That’s NOT the point. There’s gonna be a time where
“little miss right fist” isn’t gonna be able to reach “little mister Xin Shing”, eh?”
Sanaki, who did not like to hear people be mean to each other, stood in front of Zakura with her arms crossed. Aiku turned her a little so she was facing him. It turned out that she was 17 years old, and yet still had the cuteness a little child would bring.
“Say sorry to Alzar,” she said firmly. She was not only saying this because of her ethics, but also because they had learned that she and Alzar were both descendants of the same Sanaki Li Chan of old.
Zakura just laughed and flicked Sanaki’s jaw. This accidentally jerked her backwards and she cut her mouth.
It was not that Zakura was too strong (maybe that had something to do with it) but Sanaki, like her namesake, was somewhat fragile. She felt her mouth, and her right hand became stained in blood. She began to cry. Like the Sanaki of old, she was sensitive, and would often cry a lot. Mulan, who was sitting calmly a ways back, raced up to comfort her.
“You poor thing,” she said, picking her up and trying to clean the blood from her mouth; she turned to Zakura.
“You monster,” she snapped, “How dare you hit a little blind girl.”
Zakura actually looked ready to shrug and hit Mulan too, but it seemed that her old ethics of not wanting to let a pregnant woman be harmed came back at her.
“Honestly,” Zakura shrugged, “if she is gonna whine about that, just get her out of here, alright?”
“Look at her mouth,” said Shinon, stepping up, gently taking Sanaki from Mulan and telling Mulan to sit down, “she’s getting blood all over the place. You decked her hard, and you know that that will make unsuspecting people cut open their jaw.”
Zakura looked defensive.
“Gee,” she said, “why not just throw me out now? I’m SUCH a bad person for showing my old teacher and a little blind girl what THE ORDER will do to them with no further hesitation. Hmm, and I also suppose that a little bit of... ‘Killing’ will go on?”
“That’s not the point,” said a voice from behind them. It was Ryuka, and he was holding a blade. He jumped off from the tier he was on and landed by Zakura, swiping her hat. Luckily Zakura’s hair was decent-looking, and she didn’t care too much either. She simply wore that hat out of habit, so she didn’t react at first like Ryuka had hoped.
“The point, Avatar Zakura,” he said, “is that you can’t just go waltzing around hitting your own friends just because you’re stronger than them. They have done a lot for you, and so a little respect for them would be nice. And before you pull the “these newcomers haven’t done anything for me” gag, I’ll tell you right now that they already have.
By going against the group “The order of the AVATAR SLAYER” they are helping to protect you as well.”
“Protect me,” Zakura laughed, “Ha, Ryuka, that’s a good one.”
“Indeed it is,” he said, whipping out a knife and holding it to Zakura’s throat. He had moved so quickly that even Alzar had not noticed it coming. He jerked her head back and began running it back and forth in the middle of her throat. The knife had tiny serrated edges, so it was starting to penetrate the flesh on Zakura’s neck, leaving a fine stream of blood trickling down her neck. None of the others reacted because they were either somewhere else (like in the case of Taki, Lehran, Royota, and the likes) or knew what was going on.
Zinjamyn showed up, and smiled at what he saw.
“So,” he laughed, “Zakura’s finally getting “the warning,” eh?”
“Let go of me,” Zakura hissed, and yet although she could have easily decked him and gotten away, she didn’t do anything.”
“Everyone needs it, Zinj,” said Ryuka, “I think Ike handled it the best though (“Zinj” was referring to Zinjamyn of course, and “Ike” was Aiku’s nickname that Ryuka used)”
“That’s true,” Zinjamyn chuckled, and he sat down to watch. He was accompanied a few seconds later by Koara.
“Aye,” she said, nudging him, “Zakura finally got Ryuka’s warning?”
“Aye, Koara,” Zinjamyn replied, “she’s gotta learn somehow.”
This was deeply wounding Zakura’s pride, but it seemed the more she waited, the more blood Ryuka was spilling of hers. It ran down, stopping against the gold necklace she had around her neck and starting to accumulate there.
“Get off me,” Zakura grunted, but she didn’t move. Her pride was getting badly wounded from this treatment.
“On two conditions,” said Ryuka, “first, apologize to the little blind girl and give her a hug; second, apologize to your firebending teacher and thank her for putting HER time into putting up with you and being willing to teach you her firebending secrets.”
Zakura almost looked hesitant, but the blade was cutting deeper into her throat, back and forth, little by little. She knew he wasn’t going to let it do any fatal damage, but to progress so slowly was torture.
“FINE,” she roared, and Ryuka let up.
“Come here, Sanaki,” she said, and embraced the child, “sorry about your jaw, alright? It was just a joke. If you feel my hand coming, jump back. It’ll make ya stronger.”
“Okie,” Sanaki replied happily, and she embraced Zakura again before skipping happily off to go and play, probably with Kimiko, a fellow firebender her age. Sanaki’s kindness was even able to out-prioritize Kimiko’s shyness.
Zakura stood up, grabbed Alzar by the hand and lifted her up.
“Look” she said, “sorry about hitting you that hard. You know me though, come on, I’m probably the cockiest avatars to ever live.”
“Ooh, you got that right,” said Alzar, who still seemed slightly angry about the whole incident, “I still don’t know what drove me to the point of insanity where I actually agreed to teach you.”
“I do,” said Ryuka, “because you wanted the avatar to be able to overthrow Xin Shing—just like all the rest of us here do. Avatar Zakura is only human, Alzar. She’s going to have faults just like you and me. Nobody is perfect.”
“Fine,” Alzar said, spitting blood, “I’ll forgive you, Zakura, but don’t do it again or I might have to retaliate.
Zakura opened her mouth to say something, but Ryuka grabbed her arm. She turned to face him, and he shook his head. Zakura held her comment for the time being, and then went with Zinjamyn to practice more of her earthbending skills. It just went to show how powerful of benders The Four Benders were if even the earthbender was still teaching an already fully realized Earth Avatar.
Everyone in the group was training until around mid-day, where they would take a break for the rest of the day (unless others wanted to continue). Mulan took a nap, Sanaki and Kimiko were playing a little game with a fireball, Royota was conversing with Koara about Earth Kingdom and Water Tribe affairs, Lehran was keeping Altina entertained with some small waterbending techniques, The Four Benders were just ambling around doing as they pleased, Avatar Zakura was lazing around, stopping every now and then to take a nap, Ryuka was off in some corner of the hideout clanging on something—making weapons; and Cheng and Taki had taken Zakura’s advice and were going to go out for the evening. Zakura dropped in on Cheng as he was fixing up his hair and making sure everything was perfect.
“So,” said Zakura, “you two really DO have a crush on each other?”
“Well,” Cheng stammered, “I guess to an extent we do. But it sort of started this morning after I saw her win her Earth Rumble Tournament.”
“Ah,” said Zakura, chuckling, “so THAT’S where you two were. I would have gone, but I was banned ages ago.”
“For what,” Cheng asked,
“My own reasons,” said Zakura, “you have fun with Taki. Oh, and keep in mind that I was actually joking when I suggested that.”
Nonetheless, Cheng was dressed in a fine Fire Nation suit, and Taki in a fine blue-green dress colored like her Kyoshi uniform. He took her hand and the two of them left the hideout together. They left, and Zakura developed a smug grin on her face, before stopping and asking Ryuka for some weapons training. Those who were newcomers to The Avatar Guard’s hideout soon learned and enjoyed The New Life They Had.
~Azula~
