KurtHummelChrisColfer
Muzi & Kaze
Muzi looked up, and used the water from the clouds and carved a message into the tree. "At rally, meet us there, Muzi" He grabbed Miki's hand and led her down an alley, he pulled her across a street, he went through an ink shop, collecting the ink as he went and putting it into his pouch. He flipped a gold piece on the counter and ran through the back-door. He ran down a street and ended up at a big arena. He looked at Miki. "Ready?" he let go of her hand , and ran into the arena. He kept his head down. He walked up into the front. He saw a girl, about 12, and he saw another girl, about 40, with her finger on the little girl's head. He heard her scream, and he plugged his ears. He looked up, and saw her unconscious. Muzi looked at her. He turned to the guy next to him, and asked "Is she dead?" the guy looked at him a little annoyed and said "No, she just took away her bending! Don't you know anything?" "apparently not." Muzi whispered to himself.
Muzi looked at the unconscious girl, and felt grief, "she was so young..." he looked down, and shed a tear. He looked up again, and saw them carrying her off. "Where are they taking her?" he asked. "To the prison! Stupid!" Muzi looked at the guy, and punched him in the face. "Maybe be a little nicer, this wont happen." Muzi wasn't mad at the guy, he was mad at the 40 year old woman. He just needed a way of releasing some anger. He ran to the left side of the arena, searching for an entry way into the back. He found one, but it was heavily guarded. He hid behind a few people and bent some ink into their eyes. As they squirmed to get it out, he slipped past them. He went into the back, and found the jail cells. "Wow not very protected considering that these 'gatherings' usually get crashed by benders." He went from cell to cell. And, finally found the girl. She was balled up crying, in a corner. He used the ink to pick the lock. When the door opened, she looked up, and hope sprung, she ran out of the cell. "Wait for me." Muzi said to her. As he was about to turn around, he saw another girl, about 10. He picked her lock, and opened her door. "C'mon." he said as he ran out, he got the little 12 year old to safety outside, she hugged him, and ran away.
Muzi looked at the unconscious girl, and felt grief, "she was so young..." he looked down, and shed a tear. He looked up again, and saw them carrying her off. "Where are they taking her?" he asked. "To the prison! Stupid!" Muzi looked at the guy, and punched him in the face. "Maybe be a little nicer, this wont happen." Muzi wasn't mad at the guy, he was mad at the 40 year old woman. He just needed a way of releasing some anger. He ran to the left side of the arena, searching for an entry way into the back. He found one, but it was heavily guarded. He hid behind a few people and bent some ink into their eyes. As they squirmed to get it out, he slipped past them. He went into the back, and found the jail cells. "Wow not very protected considering that these 'gatherings' usually get crashed by benders." He went from cell to cell. And, finally found the girl. She was balled up crying, in a corner. He used the ink to pick the lock. When the door opened, she looked up, and hope sprung, she ran out of the cell. "Wait for me." Muzi said to her. As he was about to turn around, he saw another girl, about 10. He picked her lock, and opened her door. "C'mon." he said as he ran out, he got the little 12 year old to safety outside, she hugged him, and ran away.
