(Old) Avatar the Last Airbender - Jedi Outcast (Remastered)

Chapter 11 - The Fortune Teller (Part II)

Aang's foot lightly tapped along the dark red metal of the ship floor. Each singular tap produced a small echo that would dull the ears of everyone near him.

"Aang, please stop." Katara softly groaned. The young airbender heeding her words as his impatient tapping began to slowly speed down.

After what that dark jedi did to them...the fire nation soldiers including Zuko's own crew had helped stabilize and capture the remaining villagers and huddled them to the two ships. Sokka picked himself up from the crowd of people. They were in a cell of some sorts.

The long rows of steel pipes created a barrier between them and the hallway. The cell was large for a room, it didn't hold anything of value though Sokka could smell fuel along his nostrils.

The fire nation war ship...or rather Zhao's war ship to be specific was a large vessel. Possibly with many rooms to hold the fire nation soldiers. Its dark red metallic hallways were long and manipulating into the very depths of the vessel.

Sokka glanced around the room. The cell holding them and many others. Children clung to their mothers, the men laid on the wall or on the floor...even the fortuneteller herself sat neatly on the metallic floor.

Sokka didn't like to breath from his nose. Breathing from his nose would welcome the rusty smell of the vessel as well as the fuel. Sokka's eyes began to widen, this strong scent of fuel. They must have been located near the fueling station or the engine at least.

The locks on the door began to twist open. They were finally waiting for this moment, Sokka had his boomerang lost but he still raised his fist. Katara followed in his movements, while Aang was the only one that could produce air bending.

Even then...

The door creaked open. The dark robes of the figure pushed through the cell door as she took a step forward. Any form of resistance was drained from team avatar as they saw the face of the girl. Kiara...

She was missing her long robe. Now opting out to wearing a jet-black light robe. It wasn't as heavy or sluggish compared to the other robe that she used to wear, Sokka and Aang could notice how sluggish her movements were compared to now.

Though...it was Sokka's eyes that widened when he saw the girl. He didn't really expect for her to look like that. Maybe it was due to the fact that she force pushed him into a wall rendering him unconscious but he realized how she was insanely beautiful.

Her grey eyes narrowed at the trio. Her hair was out of her braid and the long lines of straight black hair fell neatly down her neck. Her light brown freckles reflected from the warm glow of the lantern. Katara's own eyes wavered towards the girl's waist as she saw the light reflect off the metal.

The two cylindrical hilts were clipped to Kiara's belt. They were both the same length and same design. They were a blend of light greys and carbon black. The main ribbed sections set below the outer shrouds provided a firm and aesthetically pleasing grip profile. Each blade could fit neatly in the palm of a person's hand, or in two hands if one wanted to hold a singular saber with both hands along the blade.

The others weren't as brave as team avatar. The men, woman and children rushed towards the end of the room to avoid the dark jedi. Kiara didn't pay them no attention. She wasn't here for them and didn't care to speak to them at all.

She herself had questions...

"Avatar..."

Aang's eyes shot wide open as he went up to Kiara. This was the same girl that plucked him from the air and threw him through a wall. A blow that he was lucky he was able to come from relatively unscathed from.