Don't own ATLA. Just like the last, I apologize if it seems a bit wierd. i also apologize for the shortness, it gets long later! I hope...
Zuko's feet pounded through the streets as he ran to reach the hot air balloons, he had already found that his uncle had escaped. As he ran he felt a sudden sense of something bad approaching. He had just confronted his father and could have sworn he had seen Azula on his way out. If so he was in big trouble.
He heard something behind him and he skidded around, searching the shadows. He thought he saw motion but is vanished. Nervously he turned and continued running. suddenly he heard something fly through the air and he halted and turned just as a pink blur jabbed at his arms.
Zuko growled angrily at Ty Lee as he felt his bending leave him temporarily. He held up his broad swords in defense, though it wasn't a very good defense against the best acrobatic person in the world. "Well if little Zuzu hasn't become a traitor once more" a voice taunted.
Zuko stiffened as he faced the figure that walked out of the shadows he had been studying earlier "What do you want?" he asked angrily, his fear kept hidden.
Azula launched a bright blue fire blast that Zuko quickly dodged "We found out what you did during the eclipse, dad ordered us to take you down" she said cruelly. Zuko growled but he knew that without his fire bending he would be toast in no time. Azula was just to strong and even if he had his fire bending he would be no match for her.
With swift accuracy he took the dagger given to him by his uncle and he threw it at Azula. The fire bender let out a startled gasp as it sunk slightly into her armor. Swiftly Zuko took off, desperately trying to reach the war balloons, ignoring his younger sisters cries behind him.
Finally he managed to reach the war balloons. With swift accuracy he was able to knock out the soldiers on one small one and he jumped in, taking quick control. Unfortunatly as he began to lift off the ground he missed the small silver object gleam in the air as it went towards him. When he did see it it was to late.
With a pained gasp Zuko stumbled back and sat heavily inside the basket, looking at his dagger that was now piercing his side. Zuko groaned as he struggled to get up, taking the dagger out of his side. He briefly looked back as he heard a whoosh.
With an alarmed shout he tried to dodge the second knife that was aimed for his heart. Unfortunatly though it still embedded itself in his left shoulder. Zuko went to the basket, breathing in short pained gasped as he set the two daggers in his bag and he applied pressure to the wounds.
With a pale ashen face he looked once more to the bison up ahead, knowing that if he could make it to them, he might have a chance, if they would even help him that is.
With another soft groan he gently tried steering himself in the direction he knew where they would head, to the western air temple, not noticing the large war balloon trailing behind him where his sister glared at him cruelly, prepared to foolow him.
With a final cruel smirk she took off her armor, noting with satisfaction how Zuko's dagger hadn't even left more than a dent. But now the chase was on, and she would not stop until her brother was in his grave...