The color of water

so here is the mystery man! :3 I hope you are loving it XD

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Katara's body seemed locked in place. A firebender stood before her. The man purred while he made snake like flames which coiled around his forearms, he watched Katara's face which had gone a pure white from shock.

so you like my pet flames? oh yesss...they are nice. You want to taste them?

Katara blurted out with fright "No! no....why, what do you want with me? " her paces of breath sped up as he moved closer, her heart was feeling timed, no one had been this interested in her. He had a repulsive look on his face, one that was mishchivious and full of power. He came closer, Katara in very bad condition since she was sick. "Go-o away, please!" She begged her last chance, even with water bending she was an easy target for a firebender.

' no '

His flames now fully eloped his arms, they where ablaze sometimes shooting off showers of sparks that made Katara's breath caught in her throat. His eyes blue, sparkling with envious way. She didn't know how far she had walked away from her bedside, but being sick took her toll and she stumbled over a fallen log which made her splay flat on her back. Leaving one thing to do she screamed, of pain misery and hatred. It rang out among the valley, the man gritted his teeth and quickly shot out a fire globe which hit Katara square in the shoulder.

Smelling flesh and pain was everywhere, her screams turned into soft gasps of air. Luckily she didn't feel his strange sort of presence but in no more energy to shout out for help, she laid there half councouis with her wound flickering from the fire that hit her their.

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'Katara don't move!' Her brothers voice said calmly, her head was a buzz with irritations as her eyes flickered out in in. Finally digesting in where she was her lips parted and she breathed in and out softly, the man did succeed charcoal was stained in the inside of her mouth. In-spite of her poor physical state she managed to ask Aang for some water, which felt like velveteen in her mouth. Sokka had her her arm laid out bye her side as he struggled to apply some salve to the burn, each time he did tears would form at her eyes. She was in the fresh air but she wheezed in and out softly like a fish out of water, the fire did some damage. now feeling quite cold as the wind stroked her chest it made her shiver uncontrollably. Her eyes where clearing up of the haze the fire had coated her with, she noticed that a hole in her robe was singed exposing her breast and her wound. Grinding her teeth as sokka placed the salve on the delicate parts of her wound, it was a very painful process but it was worth it in all means, people would just die if they didn't get it treated sooner or later.

~~~~~~~~~ Aang POV

My legs felt like wet noodles as I watched Katara suffer there. What coukd I do? I wanted to help out so badly, but her pain was my pain. Her face looked like a path way to death with blotches of charcoal, her eyes looked lost as she was visiting her.....mother. i gasped relising her life was in grave danger, burns could be to overpowering for whom was at a weak position already. I looked at the ground to try to pass off her constant groans of agony, it seemed like my life deteriorated if she was not happy.

A few times I couldn't take her pangs of torture, my fists curled into balls. For the first time in a while I felt and static energy of hatred wrap around me, in result my avatar spirit would show up for a second or two then fade causing everything to be restless around me.

Finally Sokka got up from her beside, "I think she will be ok, shes fast asleep or shes conscious." He said taking a glance at her fatigued figure. I looked over her limp body, thank god she was breathing. Sokka stretched and yawned passing off a small bag to me "if she wakes up apply this to her wounds." I nodded and tucked the bag in my pants pocket now feeling more important then ever. Sokka stifled a couple of yawns then unrolled his own sleeping mat at laid down to sleep. In a few minutes his snores could be heard.

After making sure he was asleep I managed to once again take a seat next to Katara, I ignored her bosom which was unsheltered from a rip in her robe. instead I brought over my tarp and draped it over the sleeping figure. After my duties were done I sat on a stone ledge and enjoyed the view of on going birds. Like everyone, sleep overcame me and drifted off into a peaceful dream.

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The man walked down slowly limping on one foot but with a pleasing smile painted on his face. coming into a small troupe of firebenders he made his appearance at the front while two fire guards quarreled with another in a silly argument. One of them casiously approached the man "sir, we best get a move on.....well well that girl you are paying far to much attention on her sir-" The man gave a glare to cut off the soldiers words

I'll do what I please he hissed softly

The guard sat down on one knee but to be coated with a shower of fire embers from the man who laughed to she him squirm with displacement. His eyes danced with his fire from the night before, he had left a mark on the girl. She was now his.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Aangs POV

A few soft cries of my name sent me sprawling upwards in alert. Katara needed me, she needed me now. running fast not caring how reckless I was being I reached her beside where she tossed back her head in anguish. She seemed like a open book but unpaged, victimized for no apparent reason. Was she a play thing to that man? damn him. Damn him to hell. I saw white fluid leaking out of her wound...an infection growing?! at a very fast pace too. Quickly rummaging through my pockets I found the salve Sokka had given me. ' apply this to her wounds if shes awake' he trusted me to do this, usually the slow witted Sokka would be protective of his sister. Removing more of the blanket covering Kataras wound, she hissed
and bucked up a bit in protest of the stinging salve. "it's ok Katara" I breathed softly, even though for her view this was not ok . Slowly i rubbed the salve off onto Kataras burn, this took strength. Katara I noticed never really cried because of pain but of feelings.....strange feelings. Shaking my mind off that I blew small gusts of wind on Kataras overheated body, to make her feel more relaxed. That seemed to do the trick as she relaxed enough so I could add salve to her infection parts. One hard part was her singed bosom. Katara normally would of socked me, but if sokka...trusted me, I would do it. I dipped my hands into the salve and smeared some over her chest, then i repeated the process adding just enough that it would prevent any further infections to the tender skin.

After that without thinking I stole some of Sokkas wrist band wrap and wrapped it very slowly around her arm so it would keep out dirt from her raw skin. I chuckled. He wouldn't even notice it was gone.


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