The Keeper
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Chapter 1: The avatar has returned.
A small fire nation vessel was placidly moving through the clear blue water, smoke billowing from its spout. Zuko the Fire nations banished teenage prince standing on deck, his arms folded.
"Uncle Stop drinking tea, and help me look for signs of the avatar." Zuko snapped at his fat uncle who was lazily drinking a cup of green tea and playing a board game with a very flustered crew member.
"After I finish my Pai sho game nephew." Iroh answered calmly.
"We don't have time for Pai sho! Only when I capture the avatar will my honour be restored and I can return home!" Zuko shouted at his uncle who looked at him with a deep sadness in his large golden eyes.
"Please Prince Zuko take a…" Iroh was interrupted by a blinding flash of pure white light.
It beamed down to the ship causing the crew to get tossed into the air.
The light faded and the ship returned to its previous course.
Zuko jumped to his feet while Iroh sheepishly sat up and got up.
A few members of the crew rushed onto the deck to see what the source of light was. "Prince Zuko what was that?" The captain asked "The Avatar!" Zuko gasped. He turned to his uncle who was standing in a fire bending stance. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
A caped figure had fallen from the sky and landed on the captain's head. The captain pushed the small body off himself as it floundered on the ground. Three guards paced up to the writhing body and prepared to fry it. "Wait!" Iroh yelled in unison with Zuko. The guards immediately stopped advancing.
Iroh ran at it at an immense speed for his size and weight.
He crouched down beside it and held it still. The captain's helmet was impaled in the things stomach. Red blood poured from the large wound.
"If I do not tend to it Zuko it will surely die!" Iroh spoke in a worried tone.
Zuko had malice and glee in his eyes. "Do what you must uncle. But make sure it lives." Zuko answered his face straight again.
Iroh bowed to the prince and left with the quivering caped thing in his arms.
Iroh rushed below deck and into his quarters. He laid the hooded figure on his fire nation bed and rushed off again only to return three minutes later, arms full of bandages, ointments and dressings. Iroh placed them on his bedside table and pulled a chair up to the side of the bed.
He gripped the helmet in his right hand and a large wad of cotton dressing in the other. He tore the helmet out of the things stomach and pressed the wadding tightly to the gaping hole. The figure screamed and cringed at the sudden pain. "It will be alright." Iroh said reassuringly. The body's chest rose and fell rapidly but slowly regained a normal speed. Iroh was reaching to lift of the hood when a pale hand shot up to catch his wrist. It let go and opened up the cape so Iroh had a full view of its stomach.
The thing was dressed in a diamond encrusted genie outfit. Iroh assumed it was a girl as he wrapped her lower torso in bandages. "May I ask your name?" Iroh asked the still hooded girl.
"Phoenix." She said in a quiet and wispy voice before fainting.
Phoenix woke up in the same place three nights later. She was still in her own clothes and cape. She felt around at her waist. It was heavily bandaged. She grabbed for the edges of her cape. Her hands met a piece of fabric that was crusted with dry blood. There was also a large tear in her cloak.
Phoenix's eyes swept the room. Iroh was asleep in a chair in the corner. Phoenix twisted her body to get a better look at the peaceful looking old man. She yelped at the stabbing pain in her stomach. Iroh almost immediately got up and rushed to her side. "My dear are you alright." Iroh whispered in a panicky tone.
"Yes." Phoenix whispered back.
"Why don't you take off your hood?" Iroh asked "If you want me to." Phoenix replied in her silky voice.
She lifted her hood off slowly revealing her shoulder length pure white hair and eyes. Phoenix's pale skin seemed to glow in the soft light of the torches hanging around the walls. Her mouth and nose was covered in one of those genie face things that had small diamonds dangling off of it. Iroh gasped. A light breeze blew through the open window. Phoenix's hair danced around her face. She closed her eyes as she was overcome by shivers. Iroh pulled up the covers on the bed so they were covering the majority of Phoenix's body. "Thankyou." She whispered before falling into a peaceful dreamless sleep.
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