Chapter Eight

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Satomi's P.O.V.
Sokka finished packing long ago, but we decided to scope out Jet some more because he takes off all of a sudden without a word with six of his men. We follow them silently, and I over hear the entire conversation about blowing the dam with the blasting jelly. I curl my hands into fists, and they begin to tremble in anger. Sokka is equally angered by the explanation.

Something hard connects with the back of my skull suddenly. I face plant and squeeze my eyes shut. I hear Sokka shouting and fighting, but I am too dazed to do anything. I am pulled up by my hair, and I make out Smellerbee's form holding my hair. I hiss and try to grab his hand, but my hands are being tied tightly behind my back along with my arms. I thrown to the ground once the rope had been loped around all my fingers preventing me from using my hands to bend. I have to keep them from tying my legs together. I feel someone grab my leg, and I land my foot in someone's face. I blink a few times and use air bending to get myself to my feet. I can barely stand and my vision is super blurry. I shake my head trying to clear it, but it won't. I make out two shapes moving towards me as I breathe heavily. It's the Duke and Pipsqueak. I stomp on the ground sending them flying into the air with earth bending. My stomach turns sour. I'm out numbered. Two down four to- I am on the ground once more and a blade is pressed to my neck. I tilt my head back to find a blurry Jet.

"Hey princess," he smirks. I look harshly into his eyes as I squirm. He presses the blade deeper in my neck. "Oddly familiar isn't it?" Jet smirks. I take in heavy breathes through clenched teeth.

"Yeah, but I don't remember hitting you with a log," I groan the pain from the blow setting in. He chuckles, and I feel ropes being tied around my legs. I kick out only for the blade to be pressed dangerously close to cutting into my throat.

"I wouldn't squirm around too much princess," he smirks as my feet are bound. I narrow my icy blue eyes at Jet. This guy is messed up. "Why don't you and Sokka join us?" he asks.

"Okay, let's start with your are insane," I am cut off by the blade pressing deeper into my neck.

"Have it your way Princess," he smirks. "What about you though?" he says moving away from me. I begin to work at the bonds, but the rope is too strong and I can not reach my fans. I can't even snap my fingers to start a flame. I'm stuck. I growl and wrestle harder against the bonds as Jet questions Sokka who does not give into his demands either. The sun has risen now, and I have not gotten any sleep. Wonderful, but that is the least of my worries. Pipsqueak picks me up and slings me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"Put me down," I growl squirming around on his shoulder. He doesn't respond nor release me.

"Wait, I'll take care of her," Jet says.  Pipsqueak drops me just like that knocking the air our of me.

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Jet threw me over his own shoulder before marching to a secluded spot in the forest over looking the dam he intends to blow. I now have a gag tied around my mouth, and I am hidden behind a tree. I am lying on my side and currently awaiting the arrival of someone to save me. I hear Katara and Aang's voices finally. I struggle even more against the bonds. I sigh. This is getting no where. I contort my body to where I can grab my fan and I saw through my bonds. I untie myself fully as I hear I thud. I snap my fan back to belt as I step out behind the tree and speed walk towards Jet. I draw my sword as Katara is left in awe and Aang is on the ground. Jet turns his head at the sound. His eyes widen.

"Think you could get rid of me that easily? I told you not to cross me at sword point and that still didn't seem to get through your thick skull," I say moving towards him bubbling with anger. My head begins to pound though and my vision blurs. Jet smirks.

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