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The voice. He heard it all the time. But lately a girl had made it seem faraway or muffled, like someone yelling with a wad of cotton in their mouth. He couldn't explain it, but he also began to hear a new voice, an uplifting voice that waged constant moral war with the voice. He aptly named it his conscience. "It must've been being with her." he thought one day. The hell with that, boy. Who needs her? "Get out of my head" Dak replied. What if I don't want to? Leave him alone. There it was. His conscience was fighting the voice again.?? Stay out of it. No. Dak tried to shake his thoughts away.

The last month had been great. The voice still showed through when he fought. But whenever he was with Toph his mind was at peace. They talked about their homes, families, favorite things, anything they??could think of. One day came a question from Toph that he really hadn't expected. "What do you look like?". "What?" he asked incredulously. "What do you look like? You can see me but I don't know what you look like." she said. "Well, um. Haven't seen a mirror in awhile.??Uh, I have black hair, reddish brown eyes," he felt his jaw. "Uh I guess a square jaw, I'm about four or five inches taller than you, and some stubble." at the last part he smiled then remembered that she couldn't see him. "Oops, I smiled." he smiled again. She laughed. "Well you're not some hideous monster are you?" she laughed again. He joined her.

"Hey!" a guard's voice barked. "Animal-man, you and little miss handicap here have a tag team tomorrow." Dak growled at the word handicap. "Wait, with who?" Toph asked as he walked out. "Keep your pants on little girl I was bringing him in." As he turned the corner a man dressed in a black robe walk in. "You!" Dak growled out. HIM?! Kill him! NOW! Don't do it. Screw fluff boy, kill him! "Shut up!" he hissed to his voices. "Ah, you remember me, how sweet." came the man's voice, with a permanent snake-like echo to it. Rip his f*cking throat out, NOW! "Dak? Are you ok?" Toph asked. "He won't be, after tomorrow. Me and the freak here go back a ways. I see you've got a girlfriend, how precious." the man said, voice dripping with acid. "Leave her out of it! I swear, I'll kill you." Dak replied with equal malice in his voice. "No! It's been arranged, you and the little girl are going to fight me and number 23." "Bastard!" Dak yelled. "Temper temper, friend.??She fights??or she dies" he replied. Get a move on boy, protect her! "You wanted to kill her ten minutes ago." he replied. Yeah, but now she's leverage for a fight! Let him choose. Butt out! "Both of you, shut up!" he yelled in his mind. "Before the end of tomorrow, I will be standing over your lifeless body, friend." he said out loud, a hint of the voice showing through.

"HA! She's pretty, you know." he replied, then lowered his face to Dak??"I'm gonna make her scream in the ring tomorrow and I'll make you watch." he said with emphasis on scream. "AHH!" Dak yelled. He slashed at the man's face, but he stepped away. "Oh by the way girlie, my name's Kar. Just wanted you to have somthing to remember me by." he laughed as he walked out. "Dak are you okay?" Toph asked. "I'm fine!" he spat. "We'll be ok, trust me." she said firmly. His demeanor softened. "Yeah, you've never see number 23 before have you?

I had trouble figuring out the voices, bold is for the voice and italics for his conscience. But anyway tell me what you think.

/\Extradited for killing someone to this thread.

Disclaimer-If I owned Avatar, I would be a main character.

Day of the fight-

Toph was almost excited. After hearing Dak's plan she couldn't help it. "You ready?" Dak asked bluntly. "Everyday." came her equally blunt response. As they walked up the gangplank for what might be their last time to fight what could be??their last fight Toph was thinking. "Why am I following his idea?" "Because its a good one." "I don't even know him." "You know him well enough." her thoughts swam around and she decided to just go through with it. He had given the most hope in a long time. "Today is the day." she thought. "Nothing can stop me!"

As the gates opened she saw something that might slow her down, Number 23. 8 foot tall, 693 pounds. She hadn't belived Dak whe he told her, now she was almost regretting coming up to fight. "No. Anything is worth it." she thought. As Dak walked up the plank he couldn't even see number 23. All he saw was Kar. He noticed that Kar had a weapon. More specifically, a razor whip. A long chain, each link covered in razors. "Cheap bastard." he thought. He could feel the voice begging him to rip Kar to shreds but he??told himself that having Toph hear that would make her think of him as a freak. His conscience told him Toph would like him no matter what. Almost as if it was justifying ripping Kar to shreds.

As Dak and Toph came to the middle of the arena, Kar and 23 crossed their arms in reverance. "We, who are about to die, salute you!" they said in unison. As the giant bent down Toph noticed the outline??of??a weapon that looked like a sledgehammer but much larger. A maul. A large stone block on a long thick tree branch. They each stepped back and waited for the gong. As soon as the gong sounded, Dak shot a fireball a Kar, which he dodged. As Dak charged Kar, Toph ripped a boulder from the ground. She did a sharp seperating motion with her hands and the boulder fragmented. She thrust her fists out sending all the rocks at 23. He swung his maul before they reached him and all of them shattered. He then slammed his maul to the ground making a fast traveling spire at Toph who stopped it easily. She brought her foot up and kicked the ground with the ball of her foot, making a slab of earth smash into his head.

Dak was doing somewhat worse. After he charged he shot a stream of fire that Kar deflected and swirled around himself. The Kar took out his razor whip and swung it at Dak, narrowly missing him. Dak rolled and swept his foot along the ground tripping Kar. He then jumped into the air and did a flip kick ending with a dropping stomp to the ground making a wave of fire spped towards Kar. Kar snapped his whip at the wave and it dissapated. He swung the whip again but Dak dodged. Quit **** around! Kill him! You should worry for your own safety, not murdering other people! It was then, as he was hesitating that the blunt end of one of the razor links connected with his head, knocking him out.

Toph was pleased. She had this guy figured out. Without his hammer he was useless, she could tell by his technique. He was all power no substance. He swung the maul around in an arc, making a half moon shaped wall behind Toph but before he could complete his attack Toph had jumped through it. Not smashed, more of an osmosis type of jumped through. When she came out the other side she heard a metallic crack and a thud. "DAK!" she screamed. "He won't be waking up any time soon, girl. You're mine!" Kar said as he walked slowly over to her she decided to finish number 23. She raised two slabs up in the shape of a V under him just as he shot an earth dart at her. She couldn't dodge it. "Ahh!" she screamed in pain as she crushed number 23 between the slabs.

Dak was floating, or he felt like it. He saw a mirror and floated over to it. In it he saw himself. "Duh." he thought. But as he thought "Duh." the reflection spoke it. "Ahh!" he yelled in response. The reflection yelled. Just then he heard-What the hell do you think you're doing?! Wake up and kill him! At this he saw a dark figure, shadows dripping of of it appear and yell at him. Wake up for your own sake, not to kill. This time a white figure light emanating from him appear. Remember what he did to you! Images flashed through his brain, painful images. Remember?! Kill him! Stab him like your first time! He saw his first kill flash before his eyes. Good, you're mad! Now let me loose! Dak awoke, eyes full of fury. "AHHHHHH!" he roared.

"Dak!" cried Toph. He didn't answer. "So, you wanna go again freak? Good, I was getting bored! Kar said. He swung the razor whip at Dak who stuck up his arm to block it. The balded chain wrapped itself around Dak's forearm, causing him to scream in pain. "HA! This is fighting these days?!" Kar said. Dak looked up at him and smiled. "What? Ahh! You're dead! Dak's response was to grab the whip and pull it out of Kar's hands. Dak smiled again. He ripped the whip off his arm with another scream of pain. As the whip dropped to the ground Kar panicked and began to run away. Dak charged after him, hands covered in white fire. As he tackled Kar to the wall, he spoke, his voice tainted with the voice. "I told you that I'd kill you. I wasn't lying." He stabbed Kar in the face, skipping the heart or neck, betraying natural instincts that told him the most efficient way to kill. Going for pain over speed. Just then, his conscience spoke. Get her to safety!

He forgot Kar instantly and faced the gates. He took a step back brought both fists together as if he were being handcuffed, swung them backwards, then as he took a step forward shot them out. The resulting blast created a halo of energy that spread from his fist out in all directions, up and down, and side to side. It cut a gash across the arena and up the metal walls, but the fireball itself was more impressive. It shot out, barely visible until it connected with the gates. The gates were, to put it lightly, vaporized along with most of the wall. As Toph ran over and they both ran out the gaping hole she thought about how great this plan was.

I'm kinda in a rush on this sorry I got stuff to do, we're gettin ready to leave for New Mexico tomorrow so Uhh. R and R, NOW!

/\Was blah blah blah I have to leave!