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Main Author!: Bloody-red-scar

Jetko - Honora

Chapter 1

In the Earth Kingdom of Ba Sing Sa, Zuko had to chose whether to keep the Bison and or to let it go. In the same sense as do you want to continue to capture the Avtara? Or leave it alone. Zuko had to make a destion and he so he did. After freeing the bison, Zuko and Iroh were running through the tunnels under Lake Laogai, hoping to find an exit.

"Uncle hurry up! We have to get out of here!" Zuko was yelled at his uncle, leading him and Uncle through the tunnels. Then they came to a open area that seemed half destroyed, like some type battle.

"Nephew, do you remember that boy with the hooked swords?" Iroh asked with low voice.

"Jet? Yes, he tried to murder me." Zuko muttered in an annoyed tone, not seeing the point in mentioning the guy.

"Oh, shut up nephew and come and have a look at this." Iroh snapped and pointed to a body. Zuko trailed his eyes to where Iroh was pointing at, and gasped quietly at what he saw.

Jet was lying in his own blood, eyes almost dead and his hooked swords nowhere to be seen. Zuko, knowing fall well what Jet was like and how he was towards him specally. He could only do the right thing.

"Uncle, can I be here alone with Jet?" Not really caring what his uncle would say anyway.

"Okay, I will leave you here alone with him." Iroh said and he left the room. 'Ah, young love.' Iroh thought gleefully to himself. Once Zuko was sure Uncle had left he ran to Jet's bleeding body and kneeled down next to him.

"Jet can you hear me?" Jet gave Lee (a.k.a Zuko) a weak nod as a yes. "Listen to me. You will not die!" Zuko whispered harshly. "I promise to you that you will not die!" After that, Zuko took Jet on his back and he caried him to his uncle.

"Oh, looks like you really do care about the boy." Iroh laughed as he showed Zuko Jet's hooked swords. Zuko scoffed slightly trying to hide a blush by turning his head away from his uncle. "I will take the boys hooked swords and you will carry him to our apartment." Zuko gave his uncle a nod and they made their way to the apartment.

To be continued...

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