The wind whipped the sides off the metal Fire Nation ship as it sailed frightfully across the calm waters that led to the Earth Kingdom. Iroh new the dangerous territory he was leading his army in, he knew too it wasn't his army, for he was only the general, but he cared for it like it was his. Iroh, and his soldiers, including his son Lu Ten were heading for Ba Sing Se, to begin The Siege of Ba Sing Se. Iroh walked up from his room to the deck on the ship.
"Lu Ten." He said greeting his son with a smile.
"Father." Lu Ten said with a nod, leaning on the railing looking out to sea.
"I can smell the success son. It wont be a short battle, but it'll be a good one." He said looking at the blue water lit by the lowering son. His son smiled at his father's confidence.
"The smell is blood General." A soldier wsith dark black hair said roughly.
"Huo, I know you don't want to be here, but please don't ruin the mood. We understand the horrible things being done, your not helping." Lu Ten spoke monotonously.
Huo was a tall man from the Fire Nation, he had a broad structure, and a flaming [personality. His name meant 'fire'. It was know by most of the people on the ship how much he hated war, and killing, and how he was only here to support his family, well daughter since his wife died. Huo sighed and walked away leaving Iroh and Lu Ten to peace.
"It is going to storm." Iroh stated like he say the rain already.
"How do you know father?" Lu Ten was a bright man always searching for knowledge.
"It's in the air. Focus, you can feel the energy of the lightening. The storm is about 10 miles straight ahead. It seems to have much energy." Iroh said sniffing the warm sea air.
"Father, you are gifted." Lu Ten said attempting the same process, but failing.
"My son, that and my arthritis is killing me too!" Iroh said with a chuckle, "I'm going to make some tea Lu Ten, would you like some?"
"Sure Father." The young soldier nodded and with that his father walked away.
"Beautiful day, huh soldier?" A familiar female voice with a playful tone obn the word soldier said from behind Lu Ten.
"Indeed Kenna. Father predicts a storm." He said as an uncontrolled smile parted his lips.
Kenna was a strong beautiful woman. Her name meaning finely made and born of fire, and was very accurate. She was strong, a bender, a strong mind, a strong body. She was around 18, Lu Ten's age at the time. Lu Ten met her on the ship 2 months ago when they left the main land to start the voyage. He had grown closer to her and became her friend, a good friend too.
"I agree , I would say anywhere from 8-12 miles away." She said it like it was a statement anyone could've known.
"Your such a strong bender, Kenna." He said stealing a look at her.
"Its not about being a strong or week bender, Prince, it is about being aware, paying attention. How many men are on this deck right now?" She asked, saying "No, no." As Lu Ten attempted to take a peek at the deck.
"7?" He said with insure with a playful smile knowing he was wrong.
She looked directly at him, into his beautiful amber eyes. At his dark hair and side burns, at his masculine body. Oh how many times she'd undressed him with her eyes, she began to get carried away with her thoughts when she snapped back into reality. "11 to be exact. 6 are wearing their helmets." She let out a sly smile.
"You never fail at impressing me." He said looking into her eyes. When they were in their moment that was near turning into something more, General Iroh returned with the tea.
"Who wants tea?!" He exclaimed happily.
"I'd love some if that's ok, General." Kenna said improving her posture and adding more space between her and the young prince.
"Please, Kenna, call me Iroh." He said smiling and handing her a cup of tea.
