Chapter 15: Rose

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I watch Nathan sleep almost enviously. He looks peaceful, much unlike me in my dreamland. Nathan tells me that I thrash around, a grimace scrunching my face up. I didn't used to be that way. It's the serum.

But I like watching him sleep. He inhales through his nose, and a large puff exhales from his mouth. The rhythmic breathing soothes me, lulling me to sleep.

I don't know how long I snooze with my head propped up with my elbow on the edge of the couch, but Nathan is still conked out when I wake up.

No nightmares. The realization excites me. But if I went to bed, I'd be wide awake anyway. I decide to curl up in a blanket on a sofa beside the couch, watching tv at low volume.

"Rumors have been spreading that the Earth Kingdom wants to declare full out war with the Fire Nation, but is still hesitant. The location of the Avatar is still unknown, and they want to take her in custody as soon as possible. If anyone has--" I shut the television off before the news reporter can finish.

Damn. The Council already knows I'm here, let alone practically the whole village. But will they go as far as selling me out? What do they are of what happens to me, anyway?

I mean, technically I'm on their side. I'd be more than happy to give myself up, and maybe join the military. But they wouldn't trust me. I'd either be executed or sentenced to a lifetime in prison. I choose execution.

"Whatcha watching?" Nathan murmurs sleepily, his eyes opening. I almost jump right out of my skin.

"What?! Oh... Uhh... Nothing," I stammer.

"You just switched the TV off. Did something scare you?"

"No," I lie.

I wrap the blanket tighter over my shoulders, as if it could shield me from Nathan's questioning glare. Eventually, I curl up on the couch with him, and be turns the television back on. I wince, praying that they're not still discussing me.

"Hey, look! This is a documentary about Avatar Aang. They don't have any film of him, just a few pictures of when he was older. Funny, how he was kinda stuck in the same position we're in," chimes Nathan.

"Yeah, well, I wish I was able to freeze myself in ice for a hundred years. It'd be a whole lot easier," I mumble.

Nathan's laugh quavers, as if he's trying to decide if I'm serious or not. I don't even know if I was being serious.

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