I'm on a roll! I guess it's just I'm inspired by all these new Avatar episodes so I'm just going to pull out as many chapters as I can for right now.

You guys have all made me a happy sponge (insert SpongeBob laugh) I finally have 50 reviews for this story and I'm only on chapter eight!

Okay, one more question, when you have 15 documents on your account and you have to convert into stroies and/ chapters what do I do? Do I have to delete stuff? I just need someone to tell me, because I'm on 15 documents and I won't be able to upload anything else until I know. Thanks in advance.

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Chapter eight

"Alright anyone's who still alive get out of the cart." A man's voice ordered. He must've been doing this for a while since he already knew some people wouldn't be alive. "You heard me!" He yelled when everyone sluggishly began to move, but it wasn't fast enough for him.

"Come on Aang, get up now." Katara asked softly enough so the loud noises wouldn't hurt is sensitive ears. He moved immediately, but he seemed on a high of terror than duty.

"You kiddies alright?" Yue asked, get off the train a stretching, she still seemed playful. "That wasn't so bad was it?" She asked with a smile. "I mean we could be dead, right?" Aang and Katara both just nodded, utterly shocked at her genuine smile.

"Line them up!" A woman called, all the healthy looking people were all wearing the same green uniform. All the others in the camp were prisoners and they weren't hard to pick out. Some of them were literally walking skeletons while others just looked sick enough to hurl their insides. Mostly the camp was full with the sounds of screaming, moaning, yelling, and wipe cracking while the smell was of smoke and something salty. Aang immediately covered his nose when the smell registered to him.

"They're ready general." The women called. She was tall and slender; her long black hair in pigtails and two buns, she had a dreadfully boring look on her face and her side pouch was filled with some sharp metal devices.

"Thank you Mai," The general said, walking up to the lined benders.

"I am General Zuko," He started. He had a mean looking scar and that automatically made everyone think he was not one to mess with. "And welcome to the first day of the rest of your short, pathetic lives. Now, you are all to follow my assistant Mai and do whatever she says, anyone who feels the need to rebel will be taken to that house….I suggest you don't." He scratched his head tiredly and let Mai take over.

"All right everyone follow me," He announced, leading the benders over to the giant house the general spoke so darkly of. Katara was clinging to Aang, her scared disposition returning making Aang feel the need to be strong for her even if he was too tired to even speak. One by one they saw some prisoners marched inside, they had metal bindings around their hands and feet, but looking around it seemed everyone did.

It turned out that they were going to be executed just yet in the black house just yet, but they were getting some kind of odd tattoo. Each person got a tattoo on the arm with the symbol from their nation and a number.

"From now on you will be known as Air bender 6098." Another woman who gave the tattoo told him. It hurt like hell once he was done but he desperately looked for Katara once he was told to wait with the others, they had been separated when they had to get their tattoos by bending nation. Though, Aang was the only air bender in that group.

"Katara," He called loud enough so that everyone heard him. But one kid just placed her finger over her mouth, signaling that he needed to be quiet. Aang sighed, he promised Katara they wouldn't be separated.

"Alright," Mai called, she waved her hand signaling them to follow her once more, but Aang stayed in place determined to wait for Katara.

"Hey you, did you hear me?" Mai asked forcibly, smacking him in the head with her clip board. Aang looked up at her but then still stayed in his place. "Oh, so you want to be stubborn huh?" She pulled him by the arm deep into the building; smoke could be smelled from the room she was leading him to. He saw a pile of dead bodies in the corner and some prisoners were stuffing them into a fire furnace. Aang almost gasped when he realized his fate. Too shocked to speak when he looked up at the devilish smile on Mai's face. He could feel a cold sweat break out on him as she put him in a line with other half dead looking prisoners.

"No, wait!" A young girl's voice yelled. "He's with me."

"Hey, what do you think you're-" Aang looked over to see it was Toph. "Toph?" She grabbed his arm.

"He's new give him a break okay." Toph and Mai scowled at each other but Mai just grabbed Aang's arm once more and lead him outside.

"You're lucky." She muttered.

Next, they were led to a shower house, moaning could be heard and it stuck on gas but the shower they were led to was water involved. A man walked up and began to rip of all the prisoners clothing, Aang got the hint and striped down to his undergarments.

"All of it, off!" The man called. Aang gulped, striping off his underwear as well, a deep blush appearing. Everyone seemed embarrassed, especially the girls who were either crying, covering up, or both. But still Aang looked for Katara, clothes or not.

The man harshly pushed and screamed for everyone to get in the shower. It was about the size of a normal living, big enough to hold a lot of people, but why all shower together? Once the 

nozzles were turned on and water started pouring over everyone Aang began his journey around the shower, desperately looking for her.

"Katara," He whispered to himself when no sign of Katara was found.

"Aang?" A light voice asked and Aang jumped at the familiar voice.

"Katara!" He exclaimed so relived he hugged her as tightly as he could only realizing they were both in the shower…..naked. "Uh," he pulled back immediately; his blush returning. Katara played with her fingers, blushing as well.

"It's okay," She muttered, looking at her feet. "I thought they had taken you to that crematory place," She said dryly.

"Well actually they did, but I got off lucky I guess, if it hadn't been for Toph-" he stopped when he saw Katara's eyes water over and before he knew it she was hugging him again.

"Aang, they don't care about us in this place, all they do is abuse us, this man he…..before he pushed me in here, he took off all my clothes and started……he started-" she just cried harder, Aang's blood boiling.

"Katara, what did he do to you?" He asked loudly, not caring who was listening. He pulled her back enough so she could look at him. "What did he do?"

"He just touched me, me and some other girls, a lot." She buried her face deeper in his shoulder. Aang clutched her shoulders in rage, wanting nothing more than to kill the dirty bastard that did this to her.

"They don't care Aang, nothing here is personal." She sank down to her knees, no longer able to be strong for him at the moment, taking Aang with her.

"Just hang in there, I told you I'd protect you, and I will." He pulled her in his lap, none of them no longer caring of their state of undress, and kissed her head silently only wishing somehow to stay there forever.

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"These braces will not hurt you; they'll only help so you don't do something stupid." Mai explained, holding up one of the metal braces Aang had saw on all the regular prisoners. "These braces will make sure that you never practice that brutal savagery you call bending any more, but if you so choose try and bend, but I assure you the results won't be pretty." Some more men and women in green uniforms came out with metal braces in hand; securing them on all the benders wrists and ankles.

"No bending?" Aang muttered to himself, rubbing the metal around his wrists. "Oh, man." He sighed, how were they going to get by now?

Once everyone was issued their braces they were forced in lines again, randomly people were put in two lines. Katara and Aang clang to each other in hopes of not being separated. But they ended up in the same line. Letting out a sigh of relief Katara pecked his cheeked quickly. They didn't know, though, where their line was headed until they saw the others being marched off to the crematory. Katara covered her mouth in shock of the fact that it could've been them marching off to their death, but at least those people didn't have to suffer like they were going to. They had been taken to their cabins for the night to sleep until General Zuko woke them up to start their work.

There weren't many beds, and the beds that were there weren't the most comfortable. They were wooden and old and looked used often, but it was better than nothing. The cabin already looked packed enough but Aang was able to find one bed.

"Here take this one Katara, I'll sleep on the floor." Aang offered, trying to find a good spot on the ground that wasn't already occupied.

"No Aang," she protested, blushing deeply. "You can sleep with me, okay?" Aang gave her a quizzical look but was too tired at the moment to argue—not that he wanted to—and curled next to her warm body.

"We'll get home soon, Katara, some time, I know it." He whispered softly through all the cries and sobbing in the back round.

Okay, chapter eight complete, yay! And only two hours before the southern raiders airs. Plus I introduce Zuko, Mai, and the return of Toph!

I was reading some stuff on the Holocaust and it told me a lot about what happened to the new arrivals and when I read about them all taking a shower at first I just had to use it, the non-bending metal bands was my own idea, it's a good thing Toph's there right (wink wink).

Anyway from now on I'm going to be using some reference to the Holocaust but I am going to make up some things as well, like the fact that everything is co-ed but Aang and Katara have to be together to have this be a Kataang story.

I also noticed I forgot to answer the reviews in the past couple chapters but I'll wait till next chapter so everyone has a chance to review before I answer!

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