The Beginning
AN: Sorry peeps, I've been having a major writer's block, and I haven't even started my story. Now, I know that you all have been waiting eagerly on the edges of your seats for this (cricket sounds as no one even blinks), so here it is! Oh yeah, DISCLAIMER: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, or any of its characters. Honestly, if I did, Zuko and Katara would already be together.
The air was getting much colder as they headed north to the North Pole.
Katara shivered and asked, "Do we have any extra blankets, if you haven't noticed, the temperature has dropped about thirty degrees."
"Sorry," Aang replied, covered only in a thin blanket, "Only the ones you guys and me are using."
Katara sighed and stared at the ocean, wondering when they would stop flying all over the world on a bison, a firebending teenager on their tail—which, come to think of it, she hadn't seen Zuko since their visit with Bato, when he had been tracking them along with a girl, Jun, and her—animal—the xierxo.
"Where's Zuko? You don't think he's given up on us, do you?" she questioned Aang, but received a response instead from Sokka.
"Oh, yes, he's probably taken a nice, peaceful break at a nearby island and is sipping tea at the moment." said Sokka sarcastically. "NO DUH HE"S STILL AFTER US! He's probably trying to recruit more fire nation soldiers."
"Great. Just what we need. More of Fire Nation trying on our tail." Said Aang solemnly.
Zuko put his eye up to his telescope-thing, peering intently at the blank sky. Seeing nothing, he growled, and, whipping around, stalked off to the monitor room.
"Have you picked up The Avatar's trail?" Zuko inquired furiously at a guard, his hands becoming heated with flames.
"No sir, yet last we heard, he was at the Northern Air Temple helping its inhabitants fend off against Fire Nation troops." The guard answered, bracing himself for the explosion likely to come from Prince Zuko.
Zuko growled, but maintained himself to simply ordering, "Head North immediately, then. Straight towards the Temple."
"Umm…which temple, exactly, sir?" asked the guard.
"Which one do you think—the NORTHERNAIR Temple, you #$." Zuko growled furiously, annoyed at how everyone on this ship—except him, of course—was so stupid.
THREE DAYS LATER:
"Oh no. Is that Zuko's ship? Right down there?" asked Katara, pointing toward a small Fire Nation ship, a catapult ready on deck, right next to what looked like (it was hard to tell from so high up and far away) a teenager?
"Oh my gosh! You're right, and it's gaining on us quickly. Ahhh! Aang, turn left, I mean that way! I mean—go THAT way!" Sokka yelled at a now flustered twelve year old boy.
"Sokka, how exactly is Aang supposed to know what you mean—YOU don't even know which way you mean!" Katara shouted, and then spotted an object which definitely wasn't just a bird.
"FIREBALL!" (Obviously Sokka had seen it, too) "Aang, shoo!" Sokka screeched, and took over the reins, veering steeply to the left, avoiding the fireball, and speeding off across the ocean.
AN: HA! I bet you thought I would make Katara be captured right away--but nope! And if ya read my summary more carefully, ya'll get why I did that! hehe! I'll update soon!
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