The Freedom Fighters: Life After Jet
Chapter 1: Prolouge
Summary: Jet, Longshot, and Smellerbee have left the Freedom Fighters without warning. Now that their leader is gone, somebody has to take over the Freedom Fighters. Who will it be? What will happen to the village that was flooded?
"We've got a big, big mess hands on our hands, Duke."
Sneers glanced down at the small boy next to him as they watched the chaos within the Freedom Fighter's home. Everyone had something to say, but only one thing stood out above the shouts: Where's Jet? After the dam had been destroyed, the children had started panicking. The Fire Nation was all ready sweeping the forest floors, looking for the rebels.
Those who hadn't been informed of the plan to flood out the village that was inhabited by the Fire Nation were angry that they had to find out what happened from Pipsqueak and Smellerbee (who had disappeared after arriving). Longshot and 'Bee were believed to be trying to thaw out Jet, after being frozen to the tree by the Water Tribe girl.
"YIKES!" The Duke sprinted to the left, dodging a falling cup that crashed on the floor. The shattered pieces were evidence of the terror that was happening.
Sneers surveyed the scene, picking out Pipsqueak and beckoning him over. After a few mumbled words, Pipsqueak departed, picking up the Duke, who was getting ready to join the 'fight'. Sneers was left to deal with the scenario, breaking up feuds and restoring order.
With leaving Sneers, Pipsqueak and The Duke ran through bushes and past trees, having left the safety of their tree house. They weren't too keen on being on the ground, but they knew the route to where Jet was better than through the trees. The two Freedom Fighters stumbled, stopping. The scent of smoke reached their noses, and immediately they assumed Fire Nation soldiers were nearby.
"You go." The Duke prodded Pipsqueak forward, who quickly retreated.
"No, you. I'll stay here in case Jet comes along."
"He's not going to pop up!"
Pipsqueak shrugged his shoulders; "We'll just go the other way, then."
"But that way is longer!"
"Who cares? Let's go!"
Sighing with defeat, The Duke struggled to keep up with his fellow Freedom Fighter, moving his stubby legs as fast as he could. It took longer then it was supposed to, but eventually they reached where Jet had been left.
"Aw man! He's all ready gone!"
The Duke groaned, falling onto his bottom. Pipsqueak studied the tree where Jet had been frozen, a finger stroking his chin. "But how?"
The Duke looked over at him, pushing his helmet up to see better. "Does it matter how? Smellerbee and Longshot probably melted the ice somehow and now they're gone!"
"You're right. Let's go back and tell everybody. Maybe Sneers got everything calm."
Smellerbee stared at the sparkling stars through the leaves and branches, rolling on her side. She watched Longshot for a moment as he got a fire started, Jet off collecting wood.
"We should've told them," She said, speaking aloud for the first time in hours.
Longshot turned his head, his face wiped of emotion. It's better this way.
"I guess," She rolled onto her back again, using her arms as a pillow.