The Revolution (Male Reader)

10

Previously, in The Revolution;

"The last remnants of the Kyoshi warriors." (Your name) whispered, his discussions about different cultures with Zaheer coming into play. "After the Hundred Year War Ended, many Kyoshi Warriors left the Clan to become Guards and Army women for Fire Lord Zuko, others just left entirely to travel around the World, and now only a few real Kyoshi Warriors are left... and it looks like these two are some of the last one's..."

Ko grimanced as he watched the women begin to dance- who swayed their hips rhythmically, the strings of beads at the hem of their dresses pattering softly against one another. "A real shame really, not that they're good at what they do of course, but..." the sand bender sighed, running a hand through his dark brown tresses, "it's not what I expected when I thought about ever meeting a Kyoshi Warrior."

One of the Kyoshi's legs were particularly close to the edge of the stage, the shorter of the two women, when a drunken man with soy sauce all over his lips, grabbed the woman's legs. She gasped slightly, quickly turning to glare at the man who started to run his hand over her calf.

The other Kyoshi warrior stopped what she was doing, and turned to the man, her gaze intense. "Let go."

The man laughed, accidentally spitting all over the women as he bellowed "No, you stupid little whores, lay on my lap like you ought to."

"Leave her alone, you Weasel Snake." (Your name) growled out to the man, not even realizing that he had stood up, "You have no right to touch her."

The man turned to look at (Your name), a vicious drunken sneer on his lips. "I'll have you kn-"

Suddenly the drunk was on the floor, screaming bloody murder as he clutched his bloodied nose. The smaller Kyoshi warrior pulled her leg back silently, checking out her handiwork with a faint smile.

"How fucking dare you-"

"My sister was only doing what we were taught to do." The taller of the two Kyoshi's drawled, a bored look on her face. "Self defense, because women shouldn't be treated as animals."

The drunk growled lowly, almost animal like as he braced himself, before full-out throwing himself towards them, but (Your name) quickly tackled the men to the ground, twisting the man's arm back behind him, so that he was pinned. "Stay down!" and (Your name) saw Ko literally holding back the taller of the two Kyoshi Warriors, and before he could say a word, Ko was kicked in the balls by the woman.

Narook's Noodlery was in chaos, and (Your name) found himself suddenly dragged out back, the smaller Kyoshi tightly grasping his collar as she dragged him to what he supposed was the back room. Ko unluckily was getting dragged by the taller of the two, crying out in pain as she gripped his ear, a gaunt expression evident on her pretty features.

As soon as the door was shut of the stingy (and questionable) room, the two Kyoshi's glared at them, though the shorter seemed oddly sympathetic.

"Please don't kill us." (Your name) muttered, half-joking, half-serious, while Ko's eye's widened as he quickly glanced towards (your name) with an 'are you mad?!?' expression.

The tallest glowered at the pair, before storming towards (Your name) and slapping him in the face. "What in Kyoshi's name was that for!?"

(Your name) was confused for a moment, but then anger started to slowly swell within him. "What do you mean? We helped you!"

She continued to stare intently at him, before she rolled her emerald eye's at him. "Typical."

With that, she turned away, before making gestures with her hands to the other Kyoshi warrior. The smaller Kyoshi nodded her head, before making several quick movements with her own hands. The tallest sighed, before turning her attention back towards (Your name) and Ko, huffing in annoyance.