Post by shoushan on Nov 2, 2007 20:28:52 GMT -6
Hamma would not be held prisoner for long. This metal bars would not keep her from unleashing her wrath upon the Fire Nation. Her arms and legs were bound at all times, and her cell was kept dark and lifeless. Her gray hair fell on her face. She seemed gaunt and lifeless, and yet a smile danced across her lips.
Katara is an interesting case, the old Waterbender thought, She can't deny her true powers as a Bloodbender!
A shadow passed the elderly woman's cage, and she glanced up at the figure with her aging eyes.
I won't be held here!
Sweat dripped down her face and onto the floor. The grin on her face widened. She flicked her fingers in graceful, yet powerful, movements. The sweat on her flowed up and bent to her will.
"Yes, Katara, you have indeed taught me a great deal," Hamma muttered quietly as she used the water to saw at her chains. She would be forced to run after she left. She would take her most important possesions.
Her fingers on her hand moved back and forth in a rhythmic pattern and then...
Clang
...the chains fell from her wrist and her arm fell limp at her side. With this mobility she made quick work of the other shackle on her hand.
They take my family.. she thought as she sawed at the shackles pinning her feet down.
They take my friends... the first leg brace fell to the floor.
And they expect me to go quietly? I think not!
Clang!
She was freed, and with that, she took more sweat form her forehead and easily sliced through the rusted cage bars.
"My vengeace will be swift, but first, I must find Katara..." Hamma muttered in her raspy voice. With those few words, she left the prison she was being held in and pursued the Southern Water Tribe Prodigy. Her gnarled hands clenched into fists as she stepped into the light of the moon. Her time had come.
Katara is an interesting case, the old Waterbender thought, She can't deny her true powers as a Bloodbender!
A shadow passed the elderly woman's cage, and she glanced up at the figure with her aging eyes.
I won't be held here!
Sweat dripped down her face and onto the floor. The grin on her face widened. She flicked her fingers in graceful, yet powerful, movements. The sweat on her flowed up and bent to her will.
"Yes, Katara, you have indeed taught me a great deal," Hamma muttered quietly as she used the water to saw at her chains. She would be forced to run after she left. She would take her most important possesions.
Her fingers on her hand moved back and forth in a rhythmic pattern and then...
Clang
...the chains fell from her wrist and her arm fell limp at her side. With this mobility she made quick work of the other shackle on her hand.
They take my family.. she thought as she sawed at the shackles pinning her feet down.
They take my friends... the first leg brace fell to the floor.
And they expect me to go quietly? I think not!
Clang!
She was freed, and with that, she took more sweat form her forehead and easily sliced through the rusted cage bars.
"My vengeace will be swift, but first, I must find Katara..." Hamma muttered in her raspy voice. With those few words, she left the prison she was being held in and pursued the Southern Water Tribe Prodigy. Her gnarled hands clenched into fists as she stepped into the light of the moon. Her time had come.
