|where do we go from here 16: yin and yang
Author: zantha19 PM
Toph has some news for Aang, that is going to change everthing. Everthing starts of well, but fears from the past will come back to haunt Toph. Will they ruin everthing for them. now being rewritten.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Drama/Angst - Aang & Toph - Chapters: 12 - Words: 23,501 - Reviews: 12 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 02-23-13 - Published: 07-13-09 - Status: Complete - id: 5214816
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Thank you for reading. I hope that you are still enjoying the story. For those of you that have read the story before, then I think you know what may be coming up next I just wanted to say that I have made some changes. I don't want to say if there are big or small, but there are changes. I also wanted to say that even if you don't like it, that you will keep reading. As things do get better. Again I don't want to give to much away may saying if it will be a happy ending in the end or not, but it to will change
After a few days in the cooped up inside the fire nation palace, Toph finally left its walls. It was due to tiredness and bad morning sickness that she had spent so long surrounded by four walls. Nothing else other than an inability to move far would keep her locked inside it was knowing this fact that worried her husband and friends. She only went now to walk around the market, because she knew no one else would be able to go with her. Aang and Zuko had work to do, and Katara a new baby to take care of. This gave her the welcome knowledge that if she changed her mind and wanted to return after only a few minutes, no one would know and fuss more over her. She felt that everyone seemed to be watching her. She knew they were only acting like this because they cared about her, that didn't make it any less annoying.
The market was quit quiets. The evening was starting to draw in, most people had returned to their homes. Toph had chosen this time to go out, knowing that it would be quieter. Despite an old grey cloak that she wore pulled a little over her face, she still knew that she was recognised by some of the people she passed.
Growing tired, and a little uncomfortable with the cloak in the warm weather, she started to make her way back to that palace. Hoping that she would return before anyone had missed her. Now having left the main area of the market, and walking by houses, she suddenly noticed the air change behind her; something was coming towards the back of her head, a rock. In once quick move she turned round, shot her right hand out in front of her. The rock exploded in little pieces
The dark grey clock wear wore, of course covered her eyes, not that she needed them. It was meant to keep her identity hidden, but as her eyes where covered, and she was able to stop the rock, so quickly it got her a lot of attention from the few remaining people still walking around the market or heading home. Pulling the hood down all the more she ducked quickly into a side street. Speeding up to move on. Now taking the long way back.
When she was a good way along the street, a sudden force hit her. Someone lunged at her from the left, knocking her to the ground. They quickly pulled her hands behind her back, were they tied them together tightly. With her arms bound, Toph was unable to bend or put up much of a fight. In one quick move she was picked up and dragged through a nearby door off the side street. They entered an empty room, with stone walls and floor.
"I thought you would be more of a challenge." Toph was pushed harshly into a wall. When she tried to move forward to get away a sword was placed at the throat. Toph had leader from her past experience with swords, to be more careful. So she waited and listened, for the right moment.
"I would be if you played fair." She spun round, getting out of the way of the blade, then kicked out with her right leg, sending the man backwards.
She should have run right then, made a break for it when she had the chance, but she was too angry to think clearly and rationally. She wanted to crush this man's chest, so his heart broke in to light pieces. All of her angry, and frustration that had been building up inside of her for a little over a month, was now focused solely on this man. He was in a lot of danger. Bending one of bangles she was wearing into a dagger, she cut through the robe as quickly as she could. The man got to his feet. He still held his sword in his hand, but he was only holding onto it. Not let moving to strike
"That more a challenge for you." In a flash she moved towards him, punching him with all the energy she had left.
Toph then straitened her right arm out, as she did the dust from the ground lifted up into the air. As she bent it around the man, forming a rope made of dust. Keeping her arm straight, Toph walked towards the man. She placed her makeshift dagger, which she still held in her left hand to his throat.
H spat at her "Go ahead, it won't matter if you kill me. You will still die." There was a look of fear in his eyes that Toph missed, but she didn't miss that he was telling the truth, partly.
"What do you mean." Pushing the dagger closer as she spoke through gritted teeth.
The man looked her right in the eyes, as he answered her. "I am not the only person that wants you died. There is a group of us."
"Why." Her voice surprisingly came out showing no emotion what so ever despite the situation.
"I knew you were nothing like the legends. In the end you would care about saving your own life above everything."
That pushed Toph over the edge. She dropped the hand that held the dagger, and pulled the other up in-front of her. Her fingers clenched shut. The dust rope fell to ground in millions of little specks, like it had never been there, but the man still could not move.
"Is this more like the legends." The man struggled to more "You know what this is don't you. Bonebending. I can crush you right now, if you don't answer my question." He watched her face change for cool indifference to cold fury and rage. He did not doubt that she would crush in him in an instant. "Why do you, and this group want me died." She waited, but he didn't answer. "Tell me!" If the last people still in the market had been listening they would have heard her shouting.
"You wear our princess, you were meant to restore the greatness of the fire nation. Instead you married the avatar, and are going to help him bring back the Air nomads. That will further diminish our power. You have to die, so we can reclaim our glory."
His eyes widen as he rushed out the words. Words clearly had been drilled into him, practice for a moment like this one. While still keeping her hand lifted, Toph took a step back as the words hit her.
"We got rid of your rebellion years ago" This sounded more like a question that a statement. She straitened her hand in front of her, pushing the man to the wall behind him "You are like rats, you always come crawling back." She had the dagger, at his throat again, she was so close to driving it in. she just wanted to hurt him. "How many of you are there."
"Thousands." An evil smile crossed his face.
"You're lying." pushing the dagger further onto his throat she was no drawing blood. "The truth."
"Eight of us."
Toph lost all control, as she almost fell to the floor laughing. Her laughter filled them room, and scared the man more than her makeshift dagger o bending. Suddenly her mood changed again. "Get out!" She throw him to door, with one move of her hand. "Don't ever let me see you again." He scurried out of the room, like the rat he was.
Once he was gone, Toph let the dagger fall to the ground. She kept laughing, as she fell back against the wall. She had enjoyed this meeting, it made her feel alive, it was a rush. It had been so long since she had felt that. Her breath was hard to catch through the laughter. Tis brought on small bout of coughing. Soon the laughter turned to tears.
She hated herself for feeling any joy at this monument . It also dawned on her all of a sudden, that her unborn child had been in danger too. A fact that only hit her now after the event. Her child might be hated too, their life would constantly be at risk. She could deal with that for herself, but not for an innocent child, her child, hers and Aang's. How could it have taken her so long to realise that. She slowly slid down the wall onto the floor.
She didn't know how along she stayed in that room, but the market was completely empty when she returned to the street. Her eyes bloodshot. They defiantly would have noticed her absence now.
As always thank you for reading. I hope that you liked it. I would love to hear what you think, good or bad. Also this is the part of the story were I found it hard to really explain things in the way that I wanted when writing it the first time. So if anything doesn't make sense than please let me know.
Once again I am sorry that this chapter was a little shorter than normally.