"Cactus juice, I really wish you could train with me, Y/N. Hama can extract the water from things just as easily as you can." Katara said excitedly, pacing the large clearing as Y/N practiced throwing knives and controlling her new space rock shurikens.

         "I haven't waterbended in days, Katara." Y/N murmured, putting her weapons away and gathering up the knives. "I've never gone this long without it. It feels... weird." 

          "Here. We're alone." Katara quickly took the water from her pouch, throwing it at Y/N, but she let it hit her, most of it splashing to the ground.

          "You know I can't." F/N sighed, watching as Katara frowned, concentrating and extracting the water from her clothes, slowly, but she was getting it.

          "Come on, I said Cactus Juice. Just for a little bit, okay?" She offered, swirling the water in her hands.

          "There's no reason other than having some bending time. It's super open out here, what if someone comes and sees Y/N bending??" F/N asked. Katara put her water away, walking forwards.

          "Y/N is you. Don't say your own name like that. Are you alright?" She puzzled, unable to see anything in her fractured eyes. "Is there something wrong? Geez, where's Toph when you need her, I can't read you with those stupid glassy eyes."

          "Y/N needs to back up a bit until the war is won." F/N snapped, the piece in her mouth making her rising voice fluctuate strangely. "Stop asking if I'm okay, she and everyone else here are safer when I'm here instead." 

          "...okay." Katara sighed. "Hama wants to show me one more thing tonight, at the full moon, where waterbending powers are the strongest. If you want to watch, you can follow us."

          "...whatever."

                              —| § ථ § |—

          The night was cold, but bright, a soft breeze rustling the near-dead leaves still left on the twisted trees around them. The full moon made it difficult to follow without being noticed, but it was doable from a distance.

          "I have never felt so alive." Hama breathed, looking towards the sky. F/N sat in the upper branches of a nearby tree, watching the two waterbenders below, standing in a small clearing. 

          "The technique I will show you, I discovered in that wretched Fire Nation prison. They were very careful to keep any and all water away from us. They pumped in dry air, our cages were elevated off the ground, and when we drank, our limbs were bound so we could not bend." 

          F/N looked closer as Hama turned around, a creepy smile on her face. Something wasn't right, and she was starting to get an idea of what it was.

          "I realized one day, where there is life, there is water. I began practicing a technique on the rats that crawled into my cage. Once I had perfected the technique on them, I was ready for the men. The very guards who had kept me in chains opened my cell. It is a power that can be used to force your will upon others, and control their bodies. Bloodbending." 

          F/N was moving immediately, silently sliding down the thick branches and stopping right above Katara, the leaves still clinging to the tree's limbs and barely hiding her presence. 

          "I am aware of what it is." Katara mumbled darkly. "And I can tell you now, I don't want it." 

          "Oh, but it isn't your choice to make. The power exists. We are the last southern waterbenders, it is our duty to use this power to fight the Fire Nation. All of the other waterbenders, your mother-"

          "I know." Katara said firmly, taking a step back. "But I've seen what it can do to someone, and I've heard about the victims. You're the person making people disappear, aren't you? It's no spirit."

          "They put us in chains and left us to rot, so they deserve the same." Hama growled. 

          "I can't let you do this." Katara said, taking a defensive stance. 

          "You should have learned the technique before turning on me." Hama cackled, and Katara tensed, her legs moving strangely to walk. She stumbled, crying out in protest, and not a second later the sharp whistle of a throwing knife could be heard.

          F/N jumped down, and Hama peered at the knife that had whizzed towards her face. It was wedged in a small slab of ice she had shielded herself with.

          "And here I thought we were alone. Look Katara, we have a witness." Hama watched F/N, unimpressed, as she moved in front of Katara.

           "Release her." F/N commanded. "Now." Hama chuckled, watching carefully as F/N pulled more knives from her waist. 

          "I'm not going to kill her. I might have to kill you, however, or at least throw you in with the Fire Nation scum below us, F/N L/N. Step aside, be quiet, and I might spare you." She waved her off dismissively.

          "You can try." F/N muttered. 

          "What?" Hama growled, getting impatient.

          "You can try, I said. Those ears not working right, old hag?" F/N yelled. "I'm not worried about you hurting her, but I won't let you teach her." 

          "And what will you do to stop me? You may be an assassin, but you've never had a target like me." Hama began moving Katara again behind her, Y/N could feel the power moving. She wouldn't let Katara feel what she had felt. Not her sister, too.

          "Stop." She commanded, feeling the control over Katara. She imagined the bloodbending power like a thin string. With one swift movement, she sliced one hand through the air, cutting the connection. Katara collapsed with a soft thud.

          "What?" Hama stumbled back in surprise.

          "That's my little sister, you wrinkled sack of fish guts." Y/N pulled back her mask and hood, her voice dangerously low. "Lay one more finger on her, I dare you."

          "The famous F/N shows her face." Hama spat. She moved, seizing control of Y/N's body, but it was quickly taken back, Y/N drawing the water from her containers for the first time in days. She whipped it around, hurling it at the old woman in a shower of icy shafts, all with a deadly point on the end. 

          "I wonder why you're so adamant about this." Hama cackled mockingly, drying up an entire tree to block the ice, melting it and sending it all back. "She will possess power great enough to end the war." Y/N growled angrily, splitting the attack down the middle and bringing the water to circle around her.

          "A power that doesn't pay for what it is worth. She deserves to live a life after the war, not just as an insane piece of weaponry." She split the water into five different streams, streaking towards Hama from several different angles.

          "You seem rather knowledgeable." Hama glared at her with a calculating look, moving out of the way and barely blocking the attack. "A fine pupil to pass on my skills. If she won't learn, you will." 

          "F/N! Katara!" Sokka yelled, running up behind her. "Wait, Y/N your mask is off- stand down, Hama! You are heavily outnumbered!

          "No." Hama snapped. "You've outnumbered yourselves." Y/N suddenly felt the air hum with tension. Aang, Sokka, and Katara all abruptly stood upright. She couldn't cut all the connections at once, not when she was resisting the power herself. 

          "Y/N! Look out!" Y/N dodged as Sokka's sword swung around wildly, and she ducked past Aang's fists. 

          "Sokka!" Y/N yelled, just barely able to shoot a jet of water at Katara to knock her away from the sword, moments before she would have been decapitated. She slapped Aang away from Katara's kick, and knocked the sword from Sokka's grasp before he could stab himself.

          "What will you do now, Y/N? You will learn, or your sister dies." Hama moved, and Katara picked up the sword, plunging it towards her heart.

          "STOP THIS." Y/N screamed, and everyone fell to their knees, completely stiff. 

          The breeze rustled the leaves softly as an eerie silence fell over the clearing. Y/N took a second to move, trying to keep a grip on the tight feeling in her stomach and the power rising in her chest, but she was quickly losing. She slowly walked up to Hama.

          "I don't need your teaching, hag." She slowly crouched, her breathing uneven as Hama tried to recoil in horror at the demented look on Y/N's face. "Not for bloodbending, at least. I was plenty knowledgeable beforehand." 

          She waited, but Hama said nothing.

          "Oh, sorry." Y/N chuckled lightly. "Forgot you couldn't speak. Here you go." She released her grip on Hama's vocal chords, and allowed her siblings and Aang to move, all three collapsing on the ground.

          "How-" Hama rasped. "Eyes-" 

         "Hm?" Y/N leaned in with an amused smile. "Sorry, didn't catch that, throat getting a little dusty?" 

         "Y/N, look at me!" Annoyed, Y/N looked over at the sound of Katara's voice. 

          "What?" She snapped.

          "Your eyes are glowing! Y/N snap out of it!" Katara ran over, shaking her shoulders, but froze.

          "Don't touch me." She said dismissively, pushing Katara's now stiff form away.

          "Y/N stop it! Aang yelled, trying to run to Katara's side, but his legs wouldn't move. 

          "Keep talking and I'll snap you in half, Avatar." Y/N said mockingly. "I'm busy. Be quiet and sit still, won't you? It would be preferable if I didn't have to make you."

          "Does she have no control?" Hama asked in horror. 

          "No." Katara managed to say through gritted teeth. 

          "Hey." Y/N looked down at Katara. She was slipping from her control. "Stay there. Stop that."

          "You have to get a grip, Y/N!" Katara surged upright, and snapped from Y/N's grasp for a brief moment, just long enough. She quickly took a stance, seizing control of Y/N's body and making her grab a rock.

          The last thing Y/N saw was her own arm swinging up to hit herself in the face with the stone. 

                    My upload schedule has become "I do what I want". XD Sorry this is so late, I haven't been super consistent, have I?