Snippet #1502635

Anita watched the passing soldiers from her hiding place within the shadows, her face impassive. She knew the military was still looking for her. After all, she had done much damage to their recent work. She had destroyed more than half of the scrolls they had scribed in preparation for future attacks and invasions. They had all went up in flames, along with some high quality weapons... And now nothing but charred remains were left of the military's hard work in the last six months.

In the shadows, Anita's fiery crimson eyes gleamed with satisfaction at the thought.

She knew they would be hunting her relentlessly. After all, she had also killed many of the soldiers she had worked with during her "leave". It was betrayal of the worst kind.

Images of her old friends' faces haunted her now. Kai, always teasing her about her exploding temper; Logan, who had taught her some unique lightning techniques; Rosalie, who never hesitated to help her... Frederic, Abel, Nohan, Azrai... the list went on...

And they were all dead.

Anita shut her eyes briefly, trying to remove the guilt from her mind.

"They deserved it," she thought viciously, "They deserved all of it... They killed all of those innocent people..."

A small part in her mind reminded that she too had done such a thing... Enjoyed it even. But she hastily brushed the thought aside, instead focusing all her thoughts on the passing soldiers once more.

They were handing out scrolls to the villagers, and Anita was sure they were the"wanted" posters. There probably was a large bounty on her head now. A traitor to the fire nation.

Anita knew she had to be careful. If she was going to bring the Fire Lord's regime down, she couldn't be caught so soon. No, it was going to take some planning... Some time... She needed help...

But from where? From what? From who? Who would dare to go against the fire nation?

Anita felt desperation fill her, but she gritted her teeth, refusing to let it smother her. She was gonna find a way, dammit!
Whatever it took... Whoever it took... She knew she would do anything to reach her goal. After all, she had nothing to lose.

Not anymore. Not since....

Realising that her thoughts were once again drifting to a dangerous territory, she quickly brought herself to the present once again. The soldiers had now left, leaving the villagers to continue on their daily routine. She knew she shouldn't reveal herself now; she eyed someone hanging up one of the wanted posters on a building wall. A picture of her own face stared out from the poster, seemingly staring straight at her and beckoning her out from her hiding place.

With a loud sigh, Anita withdrew further into the shadows. She would have to wait and travel at night.
Darkness would save her.