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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      Multi
  Fandom:
      Avatar:_The_Last_Airbender
  Relationship:
      Aang/Katara_(Avatar), Aang/Katara/Zuko_(Avatar), Katara/Sokka_(Avatar),
      Katara/Zuko_(Avatar)
  Additional Tags:
      Torture, Sibling_Incest, Alternate_Universe_-_Dark
  Series:
      Part 2 of Evil_AtLAverse
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-02-26 Words: 487
****** The Merchandise ******
by Amy_Raine_(amyraine)
Summary
     The Avatar and the pirate capture a princely prize. Part of a dark
     mirrorverse I'm developing for fun, with Gray and Black morality. The
     torture and sex is implied and off screen.
Notes
     Sorry for the take down and repost! Been reorganizing. I am not sure
     if I'll have more for this universe, but I would really like to write
     more, in the style of short ficlets set at various points.
“Rope won't do,” Katara growled. “Get the chain from below
deck.”
Her brother trudged over to their ship, moored in the nearby river, grumbling
that she'd better watch her back or she'd be getting intimate with the ocean
she loved so much. Katara brushed off Sokka's words with a shrug. She'd heard
him say worse since the day she drowned their father and took the Black Moon
for herself, but it was just talk. He didn't have the balls to follow through.
A few moments later, their prisoner came to, chained upright against the tree.
One thing Katara's otherwise useless brother did well was making sure a person
could not escape their bonds. That's why they didn't play their 'games'
anymore; she didn't trust him not to stab her while she was chained and unable
to bend. She had someone new and exciting to play with, anyway.
Make that two new, exciting people, she corrected herself as the young man with
the odd hairstyle stirred. The purple bruise on his right temple complimented
the vicious scar that circled his left eye. That scar ruined what was obviously
once a devastatingly handsome face, yet Katara admitted that it had its own
appeal.
He groaned and cracked open one bloodshot golden eye. Katara waved the scroll
in his face. “Think you're clever, don't you, trying to lure me out with
this. Did you really think your men were a match for me and my crew?”
She smirked. “It's not like I need it—I mastered waterbending
long ago. But it will piss off that bitch Yue, knowing I possess something
belonging to her tribe. So, I thank you, Prince Zuko, for liberating it from
those merchants for me.”
His eyes went wider and she waved a dismissive hand. “Yes, I know who
you are. All the pirates know. You just haven't been worth the trouble of
attacking, the so-called prince of a beaten nation that has been the plaything
of one empire after another. That tiny ship you used to have obviously had
nothing of value. Though I checked just to be sure before I sank it, along with
all your men.”
She edged closer, wrapped her arms around his neck and dropped her voice. Her
short tunic was built for a larger man and it gaped open. She wore no sarashi.
“Maybe you have something to offer me, though.”
“Katara!”
The voice, though young, trembled with rage, and the boy who owned it suddenly
appeared. He couldn't have been more than twelve or thirteen, but under the
ragtag clothing pirates usually wore blazed the fierce war tattoos of the
former Air Empire's army.
Katara pushed away from the prisoner and wound herself around her lover.
“Now, baby,” she cooed, “don't be mad. I was just testing
the merchandise.” When he didn't relax, she nuzzled his neck and added,
“I was hoping we could share.”
And the Avatar smiled.
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