A/N This story takes place in the same universe as my round three submission 'Anniversary.' You don't have to read that story but highly suggested as it does establish a few things that you will learn in this story but it does assume that you already know it. Don't worry it is just two one shots that are less then 3,000 each. So I'll see you all again at the end~ C.C.

Appearances

Chapter 1

~You know my name~

~nine months the avatar arrived in Republic City~

The top personal of the United Forces sat around a circular table, in a dim room, all of them sporting a grave face. Finally after what seemed like forever one of the commanders spoke up.

"So what are we going to do?" He gestured to the papers on the table. "These are some serious allegations about the first fleet: harassment, rifts between benders and non-benders, a corrupt high command, the murder of their lead commander? Where do we even start?"

"We need to get a handle on what is real and what has been fictionalized." Said a female director. "I would suggest one of my people to be put in the place of late General Yezumi."

"One of your people, an agent from the U.F.O.? Really?" The man scoffed. "You're out of your mind if you think one your people can take on the burden of running an entire fleet and look for answers and not be pegged as a spy."

"The United Forces Operations is just as valid and strong as any other branch of this military and twice as smart." Director Sozza threw out onto the table a file. "Now, I have already taken the liberty of selecting the best candidate for the job. He's young, but has already climbed to the rank of Corporal, comes from a noble family so the idea of him being commission is not too far of a stretch, is a non-bender but knows all the forms, loyal, honorable, and one of my best men."

"Oh wow, is he fantastic lover as well?" someone commented.

"No, idea." Sozza crossed her arms. 'He also doesn't look like most of my people. He looks like a soldier. To put it simply this man is the best for this mission."

One of the commanders looked at the file. "Prince Iroh? That's not a nobleman that's royalty! Is this some kind of joke? We can't do that!"

She smiled. "No, it's not a joke and we can. Who wouldn't believe that you'd give him a commission? A royal prince given command of a fleet that can take care of itself would barely bat an eye."
"He won't be welcomed warmly." He commented.

Sozza looked at her nails. "I know my operative, he'll charm them all. He can do this mission."

"But what if they make him? What if they kill him?" Commander Bumi asked speaking up for the first time.
"I doubt they will. After all whoever heard of a Royal doing the lowly work of a spy? His title will keep them off his trail and hopefully keep him alive. I doubt any of them want to have a whole big investigation as to the death of a prince."

One of the men sighed. "Fine, we'll try your way first but if this goes south you've got to explain it to Fire Lord Izumi that her only child is dead." The man looked down. "And apparently his wife. I didn't know he was married."

Sozza shrugged. "Yeah well you know royalty they marry them off young. It's old news."

"Well either way this goes bad you take the fall."

"Fine, but if it goes well I take all of the glory too."

"How long do you need to get this operation moving?" Bumi asked checking the folder.

"Give me three months. I don't want this to go south because of ill."

.o.

Iroh sighed checking his mail and finding the box empty. "Ok. I get it Korra, don't write back." He closed the box and readjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his lithe body easily climbing the four flights of stairs to a small but comfortable apartment. His eyes narrowed as the door gave way before he could unlock it. Iroh drew his gun and walked into the room flipping on the light. He put it down when he saw his boss sitting in his living room.

"Oh, it's just you." He closed the door. "What do you want? Couldn't it wait until tomorrow?"

"Sorry, no." Director Sozza of UFO placed a folder on Iroh's coffee table. "New mission very important, want you well acquainted with all of it by morning."

"What am I stealing for you now?" He asked picking up the file and reading the first page. "Oh, I see I'm getting a promotion and apparently the ability to fire bend? And I've gained twenty pounds and have 20-20 vision." Iroh raised and eyebrow looking over his glasses. "I didn't know the UFO performed miracles."

"Then you didn't pay attention in orientation." Sozza shook her head and smiled. "Be at work tomorrow at 6 a.m. and I'll show you."

"Fine, but I still don't know how you're going to pull any of this file off."

She stood up and patted him on the shoulder. "And you don't have to right now, just trust me. In three months you'll be the man in this file."
Iroh closed the file. "I guess I'll have to."

Sozza stopped just outside the door. "Oh and that twenty pounds you're going to gain? It's in muscle so drop and give me a hundred. I want you ripped in three months, and who knows when your wife sees you looking so good, you might get laid."
Iroh (who had already started doing push-ups) glared up at his boss. "That's cold Director. Really cold."

"So is your bed." Sozza smirked before closed the door.

.o.

Iroh walked through the doors of UFO headquarters at a quarter to six. He rolled his shoulders now starting to feel all the push-ups he had done the night before. One of his co-workers met up with him in the lobby with a smile.

"So I hear you're about to gear up for a new important mission. Exciting isn't it?"

Iroh rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I guess."

"I hear you're going to get really buff for it too."

"Also accurate. Seriously, this place is supposed to be the most secure place in Republic City. Why is it such a rumor mill?"

"Boredom?" The other man shrugged. "I don't really know, but I do know you're wanted in the toy box. Sozza's got a new guy working the gadget department, should be fun."

The toy box was the nickname given to the lower levels of the building that house all the neat gadgets that operative used.

"Fine. I better get down there. I'll see you Noatak!"

"See yah Iroh, hope they don't make you dress like a girl…again."

Iroh found the elevator and pressed the command to go down. "Yeah me too." He mumbled as the lift descended into the bowels of the building. Sozza and a man and woman Iroh had never met before, where waiting for him. The director smiled.

"Iroh, I would like you to meet Mr. Varrick and his assistant they're here to make you in to that man in the file."

Varrick stepped up to Iroh and grabbed the glasses right off his face and threw them in the air and the woman was able to catch them. "First let's loose the glasses and move in to the future!" Before Iroh could react the man had put something on his eyes that made the room go from blurry back to sharp definition. "Contact lenses! It's like having glasses on your eye balls that no one else can see!"

Iroh blinked trying to get used to the feeling. "Uhh I can feel them on there it's really annoying."

"Don't worry kid, you'll get used to the feeling! Just remember don't sleep in them. Zhu Li will explain how to do the thing later! Now come with me. I'm going to show you how we are going to fake lightening bending because believe it or not that's going to be easier than faking firebending! But don't worry I do have some ideas on how to fake the other too!" He put his hands on his hips. "Ah kid I'm jealous you're getting all the new toys!"

Iroh glanced back at the Director before he was pulled off further into the lab. She waved back.

.o. ~Three months Later~ .o.

Iroh walked on to the deck of the Leviathan dressed in his crimson general's uniform. Broad shouldered, sharp eyed, and walking with the swagger only the more powerful firebenders could pull off, Iroh strode past his fellow soldiers to take in the ship. The ship's captain dressed in green walked up to him and saluted.

"General Iroh. Welcome to the Leviathan the crown of the first fleet. "

Iroh returned the salute. "Thank you Captain."

The man handed Iroh a piece of paper. "I just got this dispatch, head quarters wants us to head to Kiyoshi to practice maneuvers."

Iroh took the paper and read it before, with a snap of his fingers, set it on fire. "Then let's not waste time. Weigh anchor and set a course to Kiyoshi Island."

The Captain saluted. "Yes, Sir!"

A/N Ok, please tell me what you think if you feel so compelled to do so. Yes, Korra and the rest of the cast will come in later but I just wanted this to lay the ground work for what's going on with Iroh during much of Amon's time. Obliviously it does deviate from the show but if you can't mess with cannon why write? This story at the moment is rated T I might change that but for now we'll keep it here. So hope you all are well I'll see you later!~ C.C.