Post by Teяa253 on Dec 17, 2008 8:21:00 GMT 1
weird title, I know. oh wellz.
maybe one day I'll make a halfway decent title for one of my fics, but until then, just rate me on the story, not the titles xD
here's the 47th installment. this one was sort of hard to piece together...
CHAPTER 47: THEY WERE FEMALE
During the days that followed Cheng and Taki’s wedding, they made their way back to Ba Sing Se and their headquarters. Tenoko had joined up with them, and reports from the Fire Nation said that Zeruda was coming with Reyson and a pair of Water Tribe twins.
“Them again,” Zakura grumbled, “huh boy”
“Had a bad experience with them, I presume,” said Zinjamyn,
“aye,” Zakura, “I’ll talk about it later.”
“Alright then,” Zinjamyn shrugged, “you know, it’s not like you have to tell us everything that goes on in your life; even the avatar has things that are her own business.”
“I know,” Zakura replied, “but it’s not like this is a personal issue in my life; it’s just that those twins gave me a hard time a while back. I’ll explain it to you later if you remind me,
“If you insist,” Zinjamyn shrugged;
The flying bison that Mulan had taken down to the Southern Water Tribe was able to accommodate the extra travelers once they reached the Earth Kingdom. Mulan, now outside of battle, had been reunited with her baby, but in times like this, there was just no room for an infant child at war. Mulan figured that it would be best to do what most other airbenders did and have her child sent to one of the Air Temples.
Although Mulan was from the Western Air Temple, she had her baby girl sent to the Eastern Air Temple. It broke her heart to have to be parted like this and so early on, but she had pledged her life to the avatar, and was therefore a fighter, having been taught to value the greater good, which was what Mulan did.
As they were traveling north, Royota’s group was on their way to the Northern Water Tribe, so by the time they reached Ba Sing Se again, their war was about to commence. After all, Aiku and Zinjamyn’s group had been traveling quickly, and Alzar and Shinon’s group had been taking their time.
Up north though, another battle was taking place; this one an intense Water Tribe fight however, there were Order Members not just from the Water Tribes, but also from the Earth Kingdom and Fire Nation. There were more than expected, and they were serving their purpose well. Sokka and Katara I were both powerful waterbenders, (though not as powerful as Katara II) and they contributed well for The Avatar Guard’s prowess. Meili and Zuki aided Royota in the earthbending department, and the Foxx family and the Serenes Waterbenders took care of fire and water.
The Order didn’t have any airbenders either, as again, they were the “smart” ones, and stayed out of most of the wars (since they also had no formal military, as they are peace-loving people), remaining neutral. Although The Order didn’t have airbenders, they had earthbenders, firebenders, waterbenders, and non-benders alike, and they were fierce.
“son,” said Katara to Sokka as they were in the fray, “when was the last time you saw your sister?”
“I don’t recall exactly,” he said, “taking his mother’s back, where the two waterbenders kept themselves well-defended; “several months ago, to say the very least”
However, even they were interrupted when there was yelling from the back ranks of The Order’s Army. Everyone, Order and Avatar Guard alike, turned to see what the commotion was (except for perhaps, Sanaki, Meili, Faruko, and the blind Foxx siblings). There were huge blasts of fire and lightning going up.
“Order a forward march,” shouted one of the Order’s commanders, “don’t let whatever that thing is kill too many of our soldiers if it can be prevented. Forward, evasive action immediately”
The cause of the fire and lightning was soon revealed as The Warrior of the Black Hand. It seemed now though, the he was fighting for The Avatar Guard.”
“Ah,” said the commander, named Idoma, “The Dark Warrior, is it?”
“Aye,” the Dark Warrior replied, “and you foolish warmongers continue this pointless war.”
“Which side are you on, anyways,” Idoma asked suspiciously,
“I am on whichever side I choose to be for the time being,” the warrior replied, “for you cannot defeat me.”
“Really now,” said Idoma “is that why former Water Chief Tenoko Dragmire sent you to your watery grave? So now nearly 10 years later you come clanking back up to try and redeem yourself?”
“Tenoko has true skill,” the Dark Warrior replied, “there are few here that I see match that definition.”
During the ruckus though, Alzar and Shinon, who had been poisoned and thus bedridden, had gotten up to investigate the noise. They saw The Dark Warrior and gasped. He turned in their direction.
“Come here, you two,” the warrior said, pointing at them, and naturally, they refused. However, the Dark Warrior had other methods of persuasion for people to do what he wanted;
He pointed his fingers at them, making them crackle with lightning.
“I said,” he said, “for you two to come here.”
They staggered off the ship, Alzar whimpering from having to step on the ice with her bare feet. Nonetheless, she had done it before, but when she was this ill, it wasn’t the best thing for her.
The Dark Warrior moved Shinon’s head so that it faced his. Shinon was a bit taller than him, but because of the way his helmet was,
Shinon could not see the Dark Warrior’s eyes.
“This one has true power,” he said, “and this one does too,” he now was doing the same thing with Alzar, but Alzar, being blind, couldn’t see his eyes either. She might have been able to feel if it was a person they knew, but since it was cold, she was ill and her feet were freezing, it was no use. The Dark Warrior let Alzar back down and told them they could return to their ship, which they gratefully but weakly did.
He then turned to the armies of The Order.
“You will leave this place,” he said, “or you will challenge me.”
Surprisingly, most of the Order Members did. The ones that didn’t were swept away in the wake of The Dark Warrior.
“This war is madness,” The Dark Warrior said, “and at the same time, it serves no purpose. I shall make my leave.”
He turned to Idoma, who, though he had stayed to fight The Dark Warrior (like any good commander, he wasn’t about to retreat from one person, even if he knew he was outmatched), was kept alive.
“It is neither power nor control that defines a good fighter,” he said, “but rather, a proportional combination between the two of them. I will accept the challenge of anyone who has the potential to defeat me.”
“Even Katara Altina II?” said a voice, which belonged to Sokka, and The Dark Warrior stopped. After all, to know of a 15-year-old girl with as much power as Katara had, was common. Everyone knew about her.
“Aye,” the Dark Warrior replied, “even her. I would like to one day see that young lady match my skills. And now I shall depart.”
However, he was stopped by Idoma of all people.
“I have one thing I would like to ask you, sir warrior,” he said, showing Fire Nation signs of respect for just this moment,
“I can answer should it be reasonable,” The Dark Warrior replied;
“Are you a man or a woman,” he asked, grinning;
“I admire that someone finally had the guts to ask me that,” The Dark Warrior laughed, “and if it must concern you, I am female. With that said, I shall depart.”
As the hosts gasped about the newfound revelation, The Dark Warrior made huge flames on her hands and feet and blasted into the night sky, disappearing into the stars.
“You get off the hook this time,” said Idoma to Royota, raising his hands into the air, “for we are no longer in any condition to fight. Let us retreat and we shall do so without any further harm until the next battle. If not, we shall fight to the death.”
Fortunately for The Order, The Avatar Guard had a sense of mercy, and Royota agreed to let Idoma’s warriors retreat in peace, and they kept to their word. With their victory at the Northern Water Tribe secured, they were all able to return home.
The Serenes Waterbenders were safely taken back to their peaceful village, with the assurance (from Royota and his gang) that Lehran and Altina were alright. The Foxx Family was taken back to Ba Sing Se with The Avatar Guard, but sadly, Alzar and Shinon remained ill. While they were resting (for they were getting better; they were just not anywhere near their full strength) they were thinking about what had happened and what they had learned about The Warrior of the Black Hand.
Incidentally, their thoughts were not too much different from the thoughts of their fellow members. Many of them knew for a fact that The Dark Warrior 10 or so years ago had been a man, but this one claimed to be a woman. Who was it though, was the question running through their heads.
The thought of it being Katara Altina II had for the most part died, since The Dark Warrior had been face to face with her family, which seemed to be her only concern (as Sokka alerted them) for the time being. This limited their thoughts as to who it was, as many of them had thought that it was Katara. Perhaps the most intriguing thing about that last battle and The Warrior of the Black Hand’s appearance though was not that The Warrior of the Black Hand was not Katara, but that whoever it was, that They Were Female.
~Azula~
maybe one day I'll make a halfway decent title for one of my fics, but until then, just rate me on the story, not the titles xD
here's the 47th installment. this one was sort of hard to piece together...
CHAPTER 47: THEY WERE FEMALE
During the days that followed Cheng and Taki’s wedding, they made their way back to Ba Sing Se and their headquarters. Tenoko had joined up with them, and reports from the Fire Nation said that Zeruda was coming with Reyson and a pair of Water Tribe twins.
“Them again,” Zakura grumbled, “huh boy”
“Had a bad experience with them, I presume,” said Zinjamyn,
“aye,” Zakura, “I’ll talk about it later.”
“Alright then,” Zinjamyn shrugged, “you know, it’s not like you have to tell us everything that goes on in your life; even the avatar has things that are her own business.”
“I know,” Zakura replied, “but it’s not like this is a personal issue in my life; it’s just that those twins gave me a hard time a while back. I’ll explain it to you later if you remind me,
“If you insist,” Zinjamyn shrugged;
The flying bison that Mulan had taken down to the Southern Water Tribe was able to accommodate the extra travelers once they reached the Earth Kingdom. Mulan, now outside of battle, had been reunited with her baby, but in times like this, there was just no room for an infant child at war. Mulan figured that it would be best to do what most other airbenders did and have her child sent to one of the Air Temples.
Although Mulan was from the Western Air Temple, she had her baby girl sent to the Eastern Air Temple. It broke her heart to have to be parted like this and so early on, but she had pledged her life to the avatar, and was therefore a fighter, having been taught to value the greater good, which was what Mulan did.
As they were traveling north, Royota’s group was on their way to the Northern Water Tribe, so by the time they reached Ba Sing Se again, their war was about to commence. After all, Aiku and Zinjamyn’s group had been traveling quickly, and Alzar and Shinon’s group had been taking their time.
Up north though, another battle was taking place; this one an intense Water Tribe fight however, there were Order Members not just from the Water Tribes, but also from the Earth Kingdom and Fire Nation. There were more than expected, and they were serving their purpose well. Sokka and Katara I were both powerful waterbenders, (though not as powerful as Katara II) and they contributed well for The Avatar Guard’s prowess. Meili and Zuki aided Royota in the earthbending department, and the Foxx family and the Serenes Waterbenders took care of fire and water.
The Order didn’t have any airbenders either, as again, they were the “smart” ones, and stayed out of most of the wars (since they also had no formal military, as they are peace-loving people), remaining neutral. Although The Order didn’t have airbenders, they had earthbenders, firebenders, waterbenders, and non-benders alike, and they were fierce.
“son,” said Katara to Sokka as they were in the fray, “when was the last time you saw your sister?”
“I don’t recall exactly,” he said, “taking his mother’s back, where the two waterbenders kept themselves well-defended; “several months ago, to say the very least”
However, even they were interrupted when there was yelling from the back ranks of The Order’s Army. Everyone, Order and Avatar Guard alike, turned to see what the commotion was (except for perhaps, Sanaki, Meili, Faruko, and the blind Foxx siblings). There were huge blasts of fire and lightning going up.
“Order a forward march,” shouted one of the Order’s commanders, “don’t let whatever that thing is kill too many of our soldiers if it can be prevented. Forward, evasive action immediately”
The cause of the fire and lightning was soon revealed as The Warrior of the Black Hand. It seemed now though, the he was fighting for The Avatar Guard.”
“Ah,” said the commander, named Idoma, “The Dark Warrior, is it?”
“Aye,” the Dark Warrior replied, “and you foolish warmongers continue this pointless war.”
“Which side are you on, anyways,” Idoma asked suspiciously,
“I am on whichever side I choose to be for the time being,” the warrior replied, “for you cannot defeat me.”
“Really now,” said Idoma “is that why former Water Chief Tenoko Dragmire sent you to your watery grave? So now nearly 10 years later you come clanking back up to try and redeem yourself?”
“Tenoko has true skill,” the Dark Warrior replied, “there are few here that I see match that definition.”
During the ruckus though, Alzar and Shinon, who had been poisoned and thus bedridden, had gotten up to investigate the noise. They saw The Dark Warrior and gasped. He turned in their direction.
“Come here, you two,” the warrior said, pointing at them, and naturally, they refused. However, the Dark Warrior had other methods of persuasion for people to do what he wanted;
He pointed his fingers at them, making them crackle with lightning.
“I said,” he said, “for you two to come here.”
They staggered off the ship, Alzar whimpering from having to step on the ice with her bare feet. Nonetheless, she had done it before, but when she was this ill, it wasn’t the best thing for her.
The Dark Warrior moved Shinon’s head so that it faced his. Shinon was a bit taller than him, but because of the way his helmet was,
Shinon could not see the Dark Warrior’s eyes.
“This one has true power,” he said, “and this one does too,” he now was doing the same thing with Alzar, but Alzar, being blind, couldn’t see his eyes either. She might have been able to feel if it was a person they knew, but since it was cold, she was ill and her feet were freezing, it was no use. The Dark Warrior let Alzar back down and told them they could return to their ship, which they gratefully but weakly did.
He then turned to the armies of The Order.
“You will leave this place,” he said, “or you will challenge me.”
Surprisingly, most of the Order Members did. The ones that didn’t were swept away in the wake of The Dark Warrior.
“This war is madness,” The Dark Warrior said, “and at the same time, it serves no purpose. I shall make my leave.”
He turned to Idoma, who, though he had stayed to fight The Dark Warrior (like any good commander, he wasn’t about to retreat from one person, even if he knew he was outmatched), was kept alive.
“It is neither power nor control that defines a good fighter,” he said, “but rather, a proportional combination between the two of them. I will accept the challenge of anyone who has the potential to defeat me.”
“Even Katara Altina II?” said a voice, which belonged to Sokka, and The Dark Warrior stopped. After all, to know of a 15-year-old girl with as much power as Katara had, was common. Everyone knew about her.
“Aye,” the Dark Warrior replied, “even her. I would like to one day see that young lady match my skills. And now I shall depart.”
However, he was stopped by Idoma of all people.
“I have one thing I would like to ask you, sir warrior,” he said, showing Fire Nation signs of respect for just this moment,
“I can answer should it be reasonable,” The Dark Warrior replied;
“Are you a man or a woman,” he asked, grinning;
“I admire that someone finally had the guts to ask me that,” The Dark Warrior laughed, “and if it must concern you, I am female. With that said, I shall depart.”
As the hosts gasped about the newfound revelation, The Dark Warrior made huge flames on her hands and feet and blasted into the night sky, disappearing into the stars.
“You get off the hook this time,” said Idoma to Royota, raising his hands into the air, “for we are no longer in any condition to fight. Let us retreat and we shall do so without any further harm until the next battle. If not, we shall fight to the death.”
Fortunately for The Order, The Avatar Guard had a sense of mercy, and Royota agreed to let Idoma’s warriors retreat in peace, and they kept to their word. With their victory at the Northern Water Tribe secured, they were all able to return home.
The Serenes Waterbenders were safely taken back to their peaceful village, with the assurance (from Royota and his gang) that Lehran and Altina were alright. The Foxx Family was taken back to Ba Sing Se with The Avatar Guard, but sadly, Alzar and Shinon remained ill. While they were resting (for they were getting better; they were just not anywhere near their full strength) they were thinking about what had happened and what they had learned about The Warrior of the Black Hand.
Incidentally, their thoughts were not too much different from the thoughts of their fellow members. Many of them knew for a fact that The Dark Warrior 10 or so years ago had been a man, but this one claimed to be a woman. Who was it though, was the question running through their heads.
The thought of it being Katara Altina II had for the most part died, since The Dark Warrior had been face to face with her family, which seemed to be her only concern (as Sokka alerted them) for the time being. This limited their thoughts as to who it was, as many of them had thought that it was Katara. Perhaps the most intriguing thing about that last battle and The Warrior of the Black Hand’s appearance though was not that The Warrior of the Black Hand was not Katara, but that whoever it was, that They Were Female.
~Azula~
