Aang watched as the clouds rushed past him on Appa's back. Sokka and Katara were asleep. It wasn't Sokka's snores that were keeping Aang awake; something was troubling him. Now that he could master three of the four elements, he had to walk right into the enemy's land to learn the last.

The Fire Nation's shores could be seen on the horizon, and as the sun came up, Aang was thinking what to do next. Would everything they had achieved be pointless after all? Would they be captured? Aang knew he was the Avatar. He was the only one who could end this war. He needed a teacher, but who? Who could be found on enemy land, who could teach the person their people wanted to capture?

Aang's thoughts were interrupted by a loud yawn.

"Are we there yet?" Sokka said sleepily.

"Nope not yet, but I can see the shores." Aang returned.

"Great! I wish we wouldn't have to walk right up to Zuko like this. He's waiting for us. Maybe even planning a party for after he has captured the Avatar!"

"No need to worry, Sokka!" Aang said, trying to be reassuring, when he, himself, was feeling the same way. "It's all under control."

"Well I hope you have a plan, because we can't just stroll up to any Firebender and ask them to be your teacher!"

Katara heard their discussion, and yawned.

"Didn't Aang say he had a plan?" she said.

"Yes," Said Aang shyly. "I…"

"Well lets hear it!"

"I agree," said Sokka. "But first, lets eat!"

They all ate some fruits Sokka had found before they had left, without saying a word. Aang was glad they weren't bringing up the plan again, but still he knew he had to say the truth.

"Guys," Aang said under his breath, "I've got no plan."

"What!" Sokka shouted, as he choked on an apple. "What do you mean?"

"I haven't thought of anything yet." Aang said sheepishly.

"Now we are definitely going to die!"

"Sokka, don't worry. We'll think of something. It's better if we think together." Katara said.

Aang, Sokka, and Katara tried to think up a plan, but apparently their wells were dry. How could they ever find Aang a teacher? They gave up just as they slowly sank through the clouds, closing in on the enemy land. All they assented to was landing on a plain ahead. It seemed a desolate place. All they could hope for would be that as they went along, everything would write itself out for them.