A/N: Avatar characters not owned by me. This is also an adaptation of Ultimate Spider-Man, vol. 18, Ultimate Knights. So, here's chapter 2. Read, review, and enjoy!

So, what was that? Karuna wrote on her notebook. Aang scribbled a reply.

I have no idea.

Seriously? Karuna wrote back.

Aang sighed as he wrote The Blind Bandit.

No way! Karuna wrote.

That was really NOT COOL! Aang replied.

How did he find you? His friend asked.

Tell you after class, Aang wrote.

Later that evening

Aang sighed as he threw his book on his desk. Man, I have no idea what to DO, he thought to himself. He looked at the clock, and then turned away. Home alone…

What I should do is stop pretending I'm not watching the clock turn to eight o' clock, Aang thought as the clock read 7:45. Stop pretending I'm not dying to find out what Bandit is going to do to the Fire Lord, and WHY, all of a sudden, she's my buddy.

Don't do it…don't do it…

Aaaaand you did it, Aang scolded himself, as he glided through the streets. "Idiot," he exclaimed as he flew around a corner, looking for a place to land.

Note to self: look up definition for a guy who goes looking for trouble even when every part of his existence is already trouble.

He landed on the rooftop, and closed his glider. Yeah, look it up. I'm pretty sure I know what the picture is right next to it, too.

No one in this part of the rooftop. He peered over the side of the wall, and he saw a strange sight.

Well, there's something you don't see every day…Aang thought, as he saw the five costumed figures, a rooftop full of crazy people! People I've rarely had anything but nightmare run-ins with in the past…hmm…

Aang looked over at the girl in a dark blue cloak. Well, there's Princess Yue, spiritual magician-sort person. She's on tv more than she sleeps.

There's the Blue Spirit, Aang continued, shifting his gaze over to the man in a black suit and a blue mask, Don't know much about him other than, you know, he uses fire and he hangs out with…

Sokka, master of kung fu. That guy's pretty cool, actually. Aang recognized the warrior.

Oh and there's Wind Knight, Aang thought, looking at the cloaked man completely in white, who I'm pretty sure is genuinely crazy. And I'm not just making that presumption based on the costume.

Aang finally got to the Blind Bandit, and thought to himself, And my "best friend", Bandit. What a load she is. AND, I bet she's lying about having those super-senses. She doesn't even have-

Suddenly, Toph's head snapped up, and she turned her head towards Aang. She waved at him, and he jumped down.

Okay, she has super-senses, Aang concluded, Gonna regret this…

"Guys…" Aang said, landing in the middle of the group.

"Whoah!" Wind Knight exclaimed, pointing his staff at the young hero.

"Put the weapons away, Airhead, I'm just here for the chicken wings," Aang said, waving his hands.

"Jeez…" Aang heard Princess Yue say.

"There…there are no chicken wings," Wind Knight replied.

"Ha! Wow," Aang said, getting up, as Blind Bandit said, "Put the staff away, Wind Knight. We're all friends."

"'There are no chicken wings', he says." Aang chuckled.

"Uh, hey, Avatar," Yue said.

"Princess Yue, mistress of the mystic late-night talk show," Aang greeted her.

"Better then a real job," she replied.

"Sokka….other guy…" Aang nodded to the pair.

"I remember you," Sokka said, as Aang put his hand behind his head.

"Yeah, sorry about that thing that time," Aang apologized.

"You should be," The Blue Spirit said.

"So, uh…what's this about a surprise party for the Fire Lord?" Aang hastily asked.

"Like I told you individually," Bandit explained, "We all want the Fire Lord, we all have our reasons…and we've been tripping over ourselves and each other to get at him. And what do we have to show for it?"

"He has an army and a fortress," Bandit said, looking over at Ozai Towers, "And police and politicians in his pocket. And yet we're all SO surprised we haven't been able to bring him down?"

"And by bring him down, you mean…?" Aang asked.

Bandit turned to face him, smiling.

"You said kill him. Yesterday you said you're planning to kill him."

"And in a grown-up world like the one we live in," Bandit said, "it may be our only-"

"First of all," Aang argued, "It wouldn't do anything. Someone will just be there to take his place."

"Not necessarily," Blue Spirit said.

"Of course there will be," Aang replied.

"Not necessarily," Bandit exclaimed, "They killed Hitler. And that was that for the Third Reich."

"But it eventually came back in the form of a little thing called MTV," Aang quipped, "Seriously, are you all comfortable with killing a man? With storming his tower and killing him?"

"No," Princess Yue spoke up.

"Thank you," Aang said, looking over at the woman.

"But if one of you does, I would like to have the opportunity to throw Nerf balls at his fat head on a stick as it's paraded up and down the streets." Princess Yue continued.

"Guys, we're supposed to represent something," Aang appealed, looking around at the group.

"We will," Bandit said.

"Something loftier," Aang said, turning to look at the Blind Bandit.

"Grow up," Wind Knight muttered.

"We tried that. Look where it's gotten us," Blue Spirit exclaimed.

"I'm telling you now," Aang said, pointing his finger at Blue Spirit, "I'm not going to defend the guy, but if you guys whack him, or whatever…I'll go right to Commander Jet and tell on you. Yeah, that's right. I'll point fingers and make a stink. If you want to bring him down, scare him out of town, or get the goods on him so the guy goes to jail forever…THAT I'm behind. But I'm not going to allow this. It's not going to happen."

"Allow?" The Blind Bandit said, facing the Avatar.

"And you," Aang exclaimed, "If you show up in my civilian life again, we're gonna go at it for real. And I don't think you'll like how that ends."

"I don't fight kids," she replied.

"You're not going to have much of a choice, is what I'm saying," Aang replied.

"Well, look at you." Bandit said, moving closer to the teenager.

"Look at me," Aang snarled, staring Bandit down.

"So, uh," Blue Spirit interrupted, "Other than killing Ozai, what's the plan?"

"Actually, I liked Sokka's idea," Bandit said, pointing at the warrior, "He tried to infiltrate the organization by auditioning to be his new bodyguard-assassin. He's been looking for weeks. He feels naked without one."

"He'll be looking now. I can't try again, that's for sure," Sokka said.

"And he knows me," Blue Spirit shrugged.

"I'm on too many talk shows and I- I can't kill anyone," Princess Yue said.

"You don't have to," Bandit explained, "You just have to convince him you did and can."

"Well, I have midterms and he's seen my face," Aang said.

"I could do it," Wind Knight muttered.

"Create a new identity-" Sokka began.

"I could do THAT," Wind Knight replied.

"I could call on some spirits, help you give you a boost in appearance and power," Yue offered.

"I like that," Blind Bandit said, "You're perfect, really. You get in there; you tip us off to where we can hurt him the most."

"We'll break the back of his day-to-day operations," Bandit continued, "Hit him where it hurts. He'll get sloppy and paranoid."

Later

"'He'll get sloppy and paranoid, and then we'll give the info to the Feds and they can lower the boom'," Blue Spirit repeated, "His exact words."

"Who will this Wind Knight be posing as?"

"I don't know, they're still working on it. I don't think Wind Knight's very stable, though."

"What is Blind Bandit's real name?"

"I don't know. Sokka knows, but they haven't told me. I'll work on it," The Blue Spirit replied.

"And Avatar?"

"Is a kid. I think he might be thirteen. He's a real wise guy, too."

"He's older than thirteen, but yes."

"So, that's it?" The Blue Spirit asked, leaning forward in his chair, "We got a deal? Because I'm not going back to prison. Not for them, not for you, not for anything."

"Well, Zuko…Blue Spirit…if this turns out to be true…"

Ozai smiled at the costumed man, and walked out of the room, "You've certainly earned my friendship…"