Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, but I'll put that on my list for when I become a millionaire.

A/N: This was inspired by a deviant art picture that someone created of Jet, Zhao, and Lu Ten in the afterlife. It just made me think of what adventures they could have together in the spirit world. So here's my story, complete with special appearances by some of our favorite characters, alive and dead. Please read and review, and let me know if you have any ideas for me. Enjoy!

His first conscious thought was that it was quiet. He gradually became aware that he was able to feel; there was soft earth beneath him, and he extended his fingers out, searching. His eyes glided open of their own accord and saw a misty gray sky above. Jet breathed a deep lungful of air in his solitude.

The boy pushed upwards on his palms into a sitting position. He felt as light as air. His head swam when he climbed to his feet, but he persisted; he had to know what this place was and how he had come there. He found he still wore the same clothes, but his choice weapons, the two hooked blades, were nowhere to be seen. What had happened? He could remember nothing. When he strained he could see vague pictures in his mind's eye, but nothing seemed to make sense to him.

"Hello?" He called out. No answer. But it was oddly calming to be alone in this place. Nothing to fear, nothing to run from. Nothing that could hurt him…

Then he heard footsteps. Steady footsteps making there way towards him from the mist. Jet heard the voice of someone speaking as if to themselves.

"Now where is he…" The voice said.

"Who's there? Hello?" He asked. A figure made its way out of the mist and came towards him. It was a young man. He was dressed in simple clothes of red with his hair pulled back into a topknot. It meant only one thing to Jet: Firenation. Jet fell quickly into a defensive stance.

"Who are you and what do you want?" He barked. The other teen stepped back, a little startled, but quickly recovered himself and replied,

"My name is Lu Ten. Are you…Jet?" Jet didn't answer, merely glared at the other boy. Lu Ten cleared his throat awkwardly and continued.

"I've been sent here by the spirits to guide you to the final haven."

"The what?" Jet couldn't help but blurt it out.

"The final haven. You know, to…be at peace." He said, offering a gentle smile.

Now Jet was really confused.

"What are you talking about? Where am I? Is this some cruel Firenation trick?"

Lu Ten's face fell.

"No, it's no trick. You have passed on. We both have. We're in the spirit world now." He calmly explained.

Jet shook his head frantically. It couldn't be. There was no way. The boy was lying to him. He was just like all Firenation scum: Liars who would do anything to get what they wanted.

"You're lying!"

"No. I'm not." He didn't say anymore. He didn't try to prove his point and convince him. He just waited for Jet to accept. But he wouldn't. He would never give in while he still had fight left in him.

"You'd better get out of here if you know what's good for you." Jet said coldly. Lu Ten just shook his head, making Jet feel irrationally angry.

"I have a duty to do; the spirits have sent me help you. You would do well to listen."

That was it. Jet let out a fierce battle cry and charged at Lu Ten, ready to fight him to the ground. But Lu Ten easily caught his fist and sent him sprawling onto the ground. Lu Ten chuckled a little and said,

"You remind me of my cousin. Always fighting against what you don't understand and can't control."

Jet growled and stood, charging at Lu Ten again, aiming a kick at his chest. The teenager blocked it, and the next two blows Jet attempted to deliver. Lu Ten caught him by the wrists and held him still while spoke calmly to him.

"Jet, let it go. Yes, I was from the Firenation in life, but that doesn't matter anymore. We are all the same in the afterlife."

"It can't be true! I'm not dead!" Jet exclaimed, more pleading and trying to convince himself of it than the stranger before him.

"Think back, Jet. Remember what happened."

Jet tried to think, he wracked his brains for a memory that would prove it all. Blank space.

"There's nothing."

"It will come to you."

He waited. Then suddenly, without warning, he knew. He had been with the avatar under Lake Laogi. Then Long Feng had tried to control him and then- "You're a freedom fighter, Jet." He had fought back, and he had lost. The rock had come hurtling towards him and time seemed to slow. But it still came too fast for him to defend himself. The force threw him back and everything broke. One swift stroke and he knew it would end then and there. Katara tried, but she couldn't, she said- "This is not good." He told her something, some false reassurance, and awaited death with his closest of friends. Then Longshot had pulled an arrow into his bow. That was it. And it was all over.

Jet panicked with the terrifying realization: He was really dead. Dead and gone from the world.

Lu Ten patiently waited for him to come to terms with his discovery. He said kindly,

"It's okay. It's hard at first. You miss what you left behind." His eyes carried a veiled sadness at first, but then it changed to understanding. "Come on. We have a long way to go, and you still have to meet our other…companion who's coming on the journey." He said. He began to walk back the way he had come, and motioned over his shoulder for Jet to follow.

Jet reluctantly moved his feet forward. He would walk into the unknown arms of the spirit world, braced for whatever was in store.