Bloodlust Chp. 7
Zukos eyes were suck a gold hypnotic color. They were like pools of liquid gold, sitting in his eye sockets. The giant scar on his face added effect to the light catching color.
I didnt see Jet, but when a fist came down on Zuko, I realized Jet had been watching.
Zuko stood and rubbed his jaw, glaring hatefully at Jet. The two watched each other, examining their oponents. I could feel the tension in the room and was afraid of what would happen.
I ran towards them just as Zuko drew back his arm.
I grabbed his arm, hoping to stop him, but it didnt work. He threw the punch with inhuman strength.
Stop! I screamed as I was thrown into the Jet, the pair of us knocked down, slidding across the floor. Jet was clearly angry and he shoved me off of him. I slid farther and faster, only to stop when my head came in contact with the sharp edge of the counter top.
Everything went black and the last thing I saw was Jet kicking Zuko.