On a roof.

esegrouchmaniac:

(Felt bored, so decided to write something. It’s pretty messy so sorry about that. So here Sokka is a bad guy. PS. sorry for the shitty title.)

Ah republic city, a sespool of crime, hate and false advertisment. Funny how it’s considered the land of opportunity and equality though. Sokka sneered, disgusted with the glowing neon lights of the city below him. Every time, it seemed, when he showed up in this shit=hole of a city things that had already been bad before got worse. Crime rose, people’s frustrations escaladed, and in general as the city grew the streets got filthier. “So much for that whole, ‘Believe in the people’ bullshit the mayor was spewing I guess.” He mumbled to himself as he reached into his back pocket and retrieved a peice of jerky and biting down on it. ‘And to think it’s only gonna get worse until the city eventually disappears.’ He thought to himself. “Meh, won’t be so bad, atleast it gives me someething to entertain myself with for the next few hundred years… if it makes it that far that is.” Sokka raised a brow at the beeping iminating from his comlink on his wrist. Placing the peice of jerky inbetween his teeth, Sokka clicked a button on his commuicator which resolted in a hologram screen popping up, the image of a man in his late forties popped up along with it, Sokka groaned at the familiar face. “Wad du yu wan?” He asked through his still clenched teeth.

“Take that out of your mouth and speak proper english.” The man stated his face turning to one of mild digust. “This is a seirous matter.”

“I kno da-” Sokka stopped and removed the peice of dry meat from his mouth. “I know that, it’s not like this is the first time iv’e had to do this kind of shit for the syndicate.” Sokka shot back, which afterwards he bit down on the jerky once more.

“No, but this time it is different, now that it seems republic city has a group of vigilante’s running around we can’t have this mission fail.” The old man retorted.

“Pft, some vigilante in a kabooki mask won’t stop me or scare me for that matter, don’t worry if this Blue Spirit of your’se or any of his little rag-tag friends shows up I’ll deal with them, not a problem.” Sokka stated, his ego and confidence in his own skill dripping with every word.

“I don’t care what you may think, but these individuals have shown they extordanry abillities, they are different, they-” “Look, I don’t give a shit how gifted or skilled they are! They aren’t the first meta-humans i’ve ever had to kill and they won’t be the last, so when I tell you I’ll hadle them if they decide to show up, you can bet your’e old raggady ass that i’ll handle it!” Sokka exclaimed, anger ever present in this demeanor at the fact that he was being down played as a warrior. “Now, unless you have something useful to contribute for me, this conversation is over.” The old man sighed, trying to stifle his own anger at being spoken to in such a manner. “The target will be in a white limbo, you can’t miss it, but be aware it has been bullet proofed.” Sokka snorted. “Aren’t thay all. So is that it?” “Yes, that’s everything. Remember, Sato can’t reach the yearly ball.” “He won’t, Winter Wolf out.” And with that Sokka cut the connection, the hologram faded back into his communicator. Sokka turned once more to look out to the city munching on his jerky as he waited. He heard a notice from one of his tracors on his Com, he opened the hologram once more and saw how a blinking dot that was set close to his position notified him that his target was close. Closing the hologram, Sokka reached to his back and retrieved a metal gadget. Pressing a button, the gedget transformed into a sleak black boomerang, pressing another button a light began blinking before hetossed it into the sky. He watched it soar through a few buildings before it vanished. Going back to his com, he opened a small hologram on his guantlet, and watched as he was now in his boomerang’s point of view. He searched for a minute or two before spotting the large white hummer limbo. “Pssh, The signs of a spoild little brat.” Sokka stated as he zoomed in on the street the limbo was currently on. “One block, that’ll be enough time.” He stated as he closed down the hologram and made his way to ready everything he would be needing. It diddn’t take long for him to assemble the armor piercing sniper rifle, so when he was done he moved to get into possition. Reaching his free hand into the sky, Sokka grasped his boomerang as it had made it’s way back to him. He positioned the rifle at just the right angle, then put on his visor helmet that resembled a wolf’s head in shape, the tecgnology of his helmet gave him the abilty to zoom in and examine and exploit weaknesses among other things. So he sat there and waited. Then just as he saw the limbo turn the corner, he also noticed the sensation that he was no longer alone, and that he was being watched. Just as the limbo was in the right position and Sokka was about to pull the trigger, his hightened sensess picked up the sound of silent foot steps. Sokka just smirked.

When the figure was close enough, Sokka sprang into action, two blades in his hands as he swiped at the intruder. To his surpise though, his oppoent was quite fast and easily evaded his strikes and even countered with some of their own. The blows did nothing to him though due to his armor and thick skin, he contiued to try and swipe at his oppent until he the impact of their foot connecting with his chin as his oppenet did a backflip inorder to evade him. Sokka stumbled back, somewhat surprised more than anything. He looked to where his opponent had landed and raised a brow. This wasn’t who he was expecting, the way the body was porpotioned it was obvious she was a female, one with the build of an athlete. The costume she wore was a dark red and black with bits of purple here and there, she wore what resembled a combat vest above a black sleevless hoodie, her pants also resembled combat pants, black in color with steel toed boots going up to just below her knees where metal knee pads were. Her forearms were clad with black and gold bracers and her hands with fingerless brass knuckeled gloves. But what caught Sokka’s attention was the mask she wore, the mask that he knew belonged to the kemurikage.

“Well, your not exactly who I was expecting.” Sokka addmited, his voice sounding somewhat mecanical due to his helmet.

“Whats the matter, aren’t I good enough?” The woman asked in fained hurt. “ Who are you, and why are you after Sato?” She demanded an asnwer, her previous tone going to one of seriousness.

Sokka chuckled. “Sorry babe, not really known for giving away all my special little secrets to some-one I just met.” He mocked. “Besides, why do you of all people want to know.”

The woman didn’t answer, but instead (Atleast to him it felt like it) She glared daggers at him. “Your’e going to tell me what I want to know, one way or another.” She stated the threat ever present.

Sokka merely chuckled again. “Oh really, and how do you expect to do that, huh?” He mocked as he began moving closer. “I’ve heard all about the Blue Spirit, and his little friends, trust me it’s funny to think anybody really finds any of you frightening.”

“Do I look like the Blue Spirit to you?” She ground out, obviously angered. “I am nothing like him, I don’t mid making you suffer inorder to get what I want.”

“Oh believe me, I know how you work. Still don’t care, but I know.” Sokka shrugged. “Oh and to answer your first question, no you don’t look like him, but I tell you what you do look like.”

“And what, pray tell, is that?” She asked in a bored tone.

“His little, ‘Bitch’.” Sokka emphazized. The next thing he knew he was sent hurruling toward a brick wall, the collision left him staggered and slightly confused. ‘Just how fast is this chick?’ He thought to himself as he turned to glare at her. She stood in place one hand on her hip as the other was being examined by her. “Who’s the bitch now?” She mocked. Sokka smirked as he rose to his feet, ready to retort until he realised there was still a mission at hand. He ground his teeth. “Real funny, but now it’s time we get serious.” The amusment was completley absent from Sokka’s tone as he cracked his neck. “Do yourself a favor, and leave.”

The woman took up a fighting stance, and readied herself for whatever came. “Not gonna happen.”

“Fine, have it your way.” Sokka growled as he began taking off his leather jacket to reveal his black armor, but what realy caught ones attention was the metal black arm with a red lotus drawn into it. Without warning Sokka lunged at her, said metal arm cocked back to deliver a precice blow. Thankfully though the womans speed allowed her to evade him, and so instead of Sokka connecting a hit on her he connected with floor of the roof they were on, resulting in his fist crashing right through the floor and leaving a gaping hole a he retracted his fist. She swung her fists and legs at him, trying to inflict some kind of damage but like before it barely affected him in any way. Sokka grabbed a hold of her leg as she went for a high swinging kick. With ease, Sokka used his free arm to send a hit straight down onto her abdomen which brought her crashing with force. Sokka smirked when he heard the groans of pain and the cracking of ribs, before he tossed her by her leg across the roof. She landed hard, and bounced painfully until she came to a rolling stop. Before she could react she felt his boot on her head putting his weight down on her skull. “Give up yet?” Sokka mocked. He was surprised when he suddenly felt something hit the back of his legs and his back hit the ground hard. He watched as she leaped into the air extended her palms out towards him. Sokka went wide eyed as he saw the blue flames iminate from her hands, with a speed he diddn’t even realise he had moved out of the way. He couldn’t get close, her fire wouldn’t let him, that would be her game it seemed. His was different he wanted to get in close, use his skill in close range combat to get rid of her already, but she wouldn’t allow it. “This is getting anoying.” He told himself as a notification popped up telling him Sato was about to be out of his reach. Quickly he devised a plan and went into action. He leaped forward, knowing veywell he was at the disadvantage now. In a matter of seconds he was surrounded by fire, as he looked for a way out he was suddenly bombarded by attack from his opponent. He could do little to counter, so he decided to take the beating. Then he saw his openning, as the woman came in to strike him she had left herself wide open. He connected with the side of her face using his metal arm and ge watched as parts of her mask broke off from the impact dropping her to the ground momentarily. Wasting no time Sokka jumped through the fire and grabbed his rifle. The limbo was just about to be out of his reach but he locked in on the outline his helmet provided him. He took the shot, and smirked as he watched the bullet impact with the limbo, the outline of Sato bouncing forward as the back of his head was hit. ‘Now for the finishing touch.’ He thought to himself as he pressed a button on his guantlet, the limbo then suddenly exploded. His job was done. Sokka was taken out of his reverie by the sudden impact he felt on the side of his head. Sokka tried to shake off the feeling of his daze when he two hands at his throat trying to strangle him. “YOU FOOL! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA OF WHAT YOUV’E JUST DONE!” His aggressor exclaimed, a bit of the right side of her face and mouth visible to him now, he was met with enraged gold pools. Sokka chuckled. “Yeah, I know.” He confirmed. She was shocked but quickly turned to anger as she tightened her grip around his neck.“ Why!” She hissed. She soon let go of his neck and instead clutched at the metal arm that now held her throat in a vise, Sokka’s helmet opened to reveal his amused face, his demon like blue eyes drawing her attention. “Why not?” Was his simple reply before darting his face forward and having his lips crash with hers, she was taken by surprise and diden’t know how to react until Sokka pulled away and gave her wolfish grin before tossing her over him and over the edge of the building.

It took her a second to react, but when she did she shot a grapple line toward the roof where it insnared a flag pole. She shifted her weight so as to swing back up to the roof of the building. When there she found nothing but scorch marks and peices of her broken mask, but nothing else. ‘Where did he go?’ she asked herself franticaly looking around trying to find him. When she couldn’t find him she began sneering as she hated to have lost to some worthless mercinary, one who after he killed someone had the addasity to… Her eyes went wide with rage. “That fucker actually kissed me!” She ground through her teeth. She then heard a voice come through her com-link. “Azula, what the hell just happened?!” The voice of her older brother made her cringe. “I found and then lost the assasin sent to kill Sato, thats what happened.” She hissed. “You mean…” Azula closed her eyes and sighed, the feeling of failure was never one she could or would grow used to. “Sato’s dead.” She confirmed. There was a long silence before her brother spoke again. “Get back to the dogo, we have to see what youv’e learned about our new friend.” “On my way.” Azula said as she cutt the link. She looked around herself one more time before firing a grapple line to the next building and swing off into the distance.

A few buildings away on one of the roofs, Sokka watched with a smirk on his face as he listened to the brief conversation. “So, Azula, huh?” He chuckled. “You and me are defenitaly going to be seeing more of eachother, thats a promise.” He lifted a piece of jeky to his lips and smiled as he chewed happily. After a minute or two, Sokka turned to leave, leaping off the roof top and onto the streets below.

Nice work, my man! Well worth a read! Keep at it!