And here we are: the final chapter. To be honest, I find this the perfect ending for a story like this. Curious? Then read on. Of course, I'd be pleased if all of you who had this story on alert but never reviewed would review as well now. After all it is the last chapter.

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Chapter 10

Mine

I headed back for Katara and smirked as I saw her, still tied up to the tree. She gasped as she noticed me coming closer and tried to release herself from the silk. 'What happened?' she asked. 'Where's Sokka? Why isn't he with you now?'

I gave no answer. I looked over to Aang and Toph's sleeping bags, and gasped as I saw both of them being empty. Fuck, they were gone! I couldn't let them find out about this, I had to figure out a decent plan.

My gaze went back to Katara. And even though she was all naked wrestling to a tree, soft breasts bumping up and down just a bit, I no longer wanted her. Killing Sokka had satisfied me for today.

I pulled my now blooded knife and cut through the silk, letting her fall to the ground and grabbing the silk before it did the same. She crawled back up and covered her body as good as she could, yet she held her back bent down a bit to look smaller than me. It gave me an extra feeling of power and made her look weaker.

'Please, please tell me where he is, Zuko...' she said quietly, looking up to me and bending down a bit more. I tried to avoid her gaze and stared of in the distance, to look stronger and dominant. 'Take on some clothes.'

It took her a while, but eventually she listened to my commands. While she was getting dressed again, I inspected the rest of the camp, looking for the Avatar and his earthbending girlfriend. Where were they? Katara bit her lip and got up a bit more, giving me that sad look again. 'Zuko, please, I'm begging you: just tell me!' she squealed desperately. She must have heard our yelling and my evil laugh, followed by the silence I loved oh so very much.

'Silence!' I snapped back. 'Where are your friends? Are they any near us?' She bent back down as I gave her a glare, probably afraid of me. That's what gave me my power: her fear. She nodded at the woods and crawled to the ground even deeper. 'The... They left last night, to spot the firenation. My brother and I had to stay here to watch the camp.' I sighed in relief when she said that and the glare turned to a more friendly look. I pulled her up, my arm locked around her waist and kissing her lightly on the lips, before nuzzling her cheek a bit.

'Come with me.' I said quietly. 'We'll leave this dump and find our own way. Away from those morons, away from all sorrows, we'll be together forever.' Man, I'd love to go through life like that. She'd be mine forever and I'd have her whenever I wanted, wherever I wanted. She gasped when I said that and stuttered a bit, but I added more.

'It's the best we can do, Katara.' I kissed her a few more times and my lips found their way down to her neck. 'It will be great, just you and me, free to go everywhere we want. We'll have many children and live anywhere we want.' I brought heat up to my lips and kissed my way up and down her neck, letting her stroke her hands through my hair. For a moment I even thought to hear a pretty moan.

'Ch... Children? But I-'

'Shh...' I shushed her and continued my rather kind treatment on her. My mouth found hers for a moment and I cupped both of her cheek with my hands, allowing her to do the same. The kiss wasn't quite passionate, rather soft and caring. But Katara seemed to love it anyway. The way she clenched on tightly to me, the way she moaned softly into my mouth, all betraying her. This plan was going perfect. I pulled back and looked down on her. 'Yes, children indeed. As much as we can get. And do you know why, Katara?'

She nodded lightly and tried to pull my face back to hers, desperately trying to continue the kiss again. But I refused to. She sighed a bit as she found a way to my face, though I made sure she couldn't reach my lips. Pressing gentle, soft kisses on my cheek, she forgot all about her brother and answered my question. 'Because I'm yours, Zuko, and you can do anything you want with me...'

I smiled and teased her just a bit more, until I finally decided to lock my lips with hers. 'Good girl.' I murmured in her lips. God, I loved it when she was this obedient, doing everything I wanted her to do. And in this case I wanted her to forget all about her brother and come with me, so we could leave the other behind us forever. I'd have her to be mine forever, absolutely for-ever.

Unfortunately, she wouldn't forget about her brother that easily. 'But where's my brother? I want to make sure he's safe.'

I snickered a bit and shook my head, caressing the back of her head a bit. 'Safe?' I repeated after her. 'He couldn't be safer.' I was telling the truth, actually. He was dead, what else was safer than that?

She looked up to me with a lovely form of fear in her eyes. 'But where is he?' she asked. I didn't answer her question, I said something else instead.

'I'm going to hell, Katara. I made that decision myself. But nobody can get me that easily, not even the devil.' She didn't understand what I said, giving me more of those lovely fearful looks. I sighed and pressed a kiss on her forehead, before looking her in the eyes again. She frowned a bit and swallowed something down her throat. 'Hell? The devil? What are you talking about?'

I snickered again, taking a deep breath and releasing it as a sigh. 'When a man sins, he's sent to hell. But I'm walking my own path to hell, to doom, no devil can catch me. And do you want to know why, Katara?'

She didn't answer my question, so I decided to just answer it. I leaned forward and held my lips by her ear, making sure she could hear my harsh whispers. 'I am the devil.'

She gasped and her blue eyes flashed up to me. 'What?'

'The devil, Katara, I've been through enough sins for that.'

'But Zuko,' she continued, 'you've never gone through any serious sins!'

I smirked down on her and pulled her closer to me, pressing her to my chest. 'I'm prepared to kill the devil who rules hell for the moment, just to be the devil myself. That's why I already assured my trip to hell. And that's also why the devil will not guide me through the gates of hell, I'll find the way myself. And you, Katara...' She gasped as I sucked the wound again, drinking more of her blood before continuing.

'You will be my wife, to join me in hell.'

She tried to get away from me, but I kept her close. No way that I'd let go of her. 'Now don't try to escape, Katara, you're mine. There is no way you can escape me once I've defeated the devil.'

She shook her head and slowly, just slowly, some tears began to form behind her eyes. 'Zuko, what are you talking about? You can't fight the devil, you don't even know for sure whether a devil exists or not! And where is my brother? I want to know!'

I sighed and averted my eyes for a moment. 'You really want to know?' She nodded and clenched back on to me. 'Yes please.' she replied. I sighed again and pulled her with me, guiding her to where her brother's body was. Ah well, she had the right to know, after all he was her brother. I pushed some branched to the side and let her through first, revealing Sokka's body. The blood kept flowing out of his cut open throat, as his skin seemed to turn paler and paler with the second. Dead as a doormat I thought with a smirk. Katara gasped when she saw him and hid her mouth behind her mouth, staring at him for seconds, shocked, hit, aghast by what she saw there. Next thing I heard was a shrill, loud scream, going through marrow and bone.

She fell on her knees next to him, staring at him as if she couldn't believe what she saw. Though it was pretty obvious that he hadn't survived. A few moments later, she started to sob, sob and sob until the tears dripped off her chin. Crying desperately for her brother, she pulled him to her and hid her sobs in his shirt, probably trying to wake him.

'No!' she screeched, causing me to wince just a bit. 'No, no, this can't be happening! Sokka, Sokka wake up, please wake up...' She continued her sobbing for about two minutes, and I let her. After all her only brother had been murdered. Not that I cared, I mean he was my ticket to hell. Maybe there really was no devil, but it was worth the shot. And if there was a devil I'd kill him, throw him off his throne, so I could take Katara's soul and have her to be mine forever. But there was just one more thing I had to do to be able to have her soul, and that was to free her soul first.

'Enough.' I snapped, pulling her back up so she let go of her brother. 'He's dead, the end.' She kept crying and tried to grab her brother back up, but I kicked his body away from her. She gasped when I did that and looked up to me, her gaze misty because of all her crying.

'Wha... What did you do to my brother?' she asked, sobbing through her words. I smirked devilishly and grabbed the knife from my boot, showing it to her while a few more drips of blood dripped off the metal. She gasped and cried out, staring at the blood and fear filling those lovely eyes of hers. I put the knife back in my boot and pulled her close to me, pressing her to my chest and kissing her fiercely. She tried to push me away from her, but I was too stubborn to let go. Biting her lip roughly, she cried out in my mouth as the blood dripped out of her mouth. This made kissing a lot more interesting to me.

Running my tongue over her lips, licking all the blood in my mouth, wrapping my tongue with hers, she wrestled against me through it all. Lovely, this way of kissing. Perhaps she didn't like it, but why would I care? I loved it and that's the only thing that counted.

Eventually she succeeded in pushing me away and gasped for air, coughing the blood out of her mouth. I smirked down on her and stroke my hands over her behind, adding in a few squeezes as I licked blood off her cheeks.

'Now, now, calm down, he's just dead, you know. He'll be free to do anything he wants now. And I needed him to be my personal ticket to hell.'

She cried a bit again and tried to smack my hands off her. 'You... You killed my brother!'

I nodded and shrugged. 'Yep, ain't that a shame?' It felt strange, yet great to be like this. I knew I had complete power, I knew people feared me, I knew I'd love hell. Now all I had to know was that Katara would be mine.

'Now all I need is you to cooperate. Lay down and hold still.' She gasped as I grabbed my knife again, and desperately tried to push me away. Wrestling and wrestling against me as I held the knife by her face, I grabbed her hand and cut her there instead. Blood was flowing out of the new wound, but this time I wouldn't lick or drink it. I needed it to do something else.

Cutting myself in my hand as well, I winced a bit through the pain and pulled her hand up to mine. I stroke my wound over hers and let our blood flow through each other's veins. Then I dropped her to the ground and smirked again.

'Now we're connected, there's no way back anymore.' She breathed heavily in fear and stared up to me for a while, until she got up and ran away. Damn, that bitch, trying to run away from me! I ran after her and grabbed her by her wrist, pulling her back to me and kissing her fiercely again. 'You're mine, say it!' I demanded, drinking more of her blood through the wound in her neck.

'Let go of me!'

'Say it!' I yelled harshly. She cried out in fear and winced, shedding a few more tears. She hid her face to my chest and held me tight, hands on my shoulders and tears lost in my shirt. 'I'm yours! I'm yours!' she screeched, squeezing my shoulders a bit.

I smirked down on her. 'Good girl.'

The next thing I knew I hit her in the face, knocking her to the ground, unconscious. It was time to make her mine forever.

I crawled on top of her and licked the blood out of her mouth, not even caring about whether she could choke or not. All I wanted was her. All what had happened had confused me, changed me, made me… Different. Made me the monster. Sokka’s death was far away in my mind now: I was back to the boy- no, the devil I had become. The devil the monster inside of me had turned me in.

I groaned in enjoyment as my hands explored her body, my tongue dancing inside of her mouth and searching for more blood. But when I noticed I couldn’t find any more, I bit down on her lip again and caused her head to jerk up. Such a lovely taste, I was addicted to it. I kissed her, licked her and groped her everywhere, absolutely everywhere. Taking my knife out of my boot again, I cut her in her chest and accidentally ripped part of her dress to pieces. I pulled her topping aside and revealed her with blood covered breasts, groaning again and grabbing her there, bringing the blood all over her chest. Marks of where my hands had been were left behind as I stroke my hands over her body.

This blood… It was my drug. This knife… It was my ticket. This girl… It was mine.

I lifted my knife up by her neck, looking down on her and pressing the sharp side of my weapon through her skin just a bit. I wanted to fight it, I wanted to do it, but most of all: I wanted to know. Know what I really wanted. Which me was the real me? Perhaps there was no monster, perhaps there only was me. I couldn’t tell.

I licked more blood in my mouth and groaned again. Enough. I had been enjoying this final taste of her body enough by now. I had done everything I wanted: I had enjoyed her scent, seen her fear, tasted her blood, slept with her. Now all I could possibly want was… More.

Yes, indeed, I really wanted more! I pressed the knife against her throat, looking down on her again, trying to see my reflection in her closed eyes, with no success. She was mine. And no one could stop me now, no one could prevent me from doing this. I couldn’t stop myself either. I’d have her by my side forever now, all I had to do was… This.

The darkness of the night, the brightness of the moon, the branches in the light and my future path to doom. I was fully aware of all of it and absolutely ready. The moonlight reflected on the metal of my weapon, as I cut through to end this, end this all. Then I’d have her for my own, then I’d have her by my side, then I’d finally have her to be mine.

Mine for all eternity.

So, this was it, this was the story Mine. Thank you all for reading, and I hope you liked it. Leave a review, after all it is the final chapter and I'd highly appreciate it, or just tell me what you found of it in a PM/mail. All I really hope is that you enjoyed reading it.

Signed,

Xannijn