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Chapter 2
Azula's special prisoner
Zuko
I looked from the window of my room to a dark cliff. On that cliff was the prison that held my uncle Iroh. It was my sister's twisted sense of irony that kept him within viewing distance of the palace, but did not allow me to see him. I
grasped the windowsill until my knuckles became white… just how big a fool was I? I had never intended to kill Aang, only to capture him. But none of that mattered now. All I could remember was the look on Katara's face as my little
sister killed the one person who was in her way. That look haunted me in my dreams, but there was one look that hurt me worse. It was the look she had given me when I had sided with Azula. Her eyes had said what words could not… I
trusted you, and you betrayed me. It was still a mystery to me why I cared so much what she thought of me. I looked out at the prison again, and then I looked to the wall, on this particular wall hung my two swords, my blue sprit
swords. I walked over and picked one up, these swords had fought against the fire nation. In my attempts to capture the Avatar I had let no one stand in my way. Not even my loyalty to my father had stopped me from freeing the Avatar
on several occasions. As I looked at my reflection in the blade I came to a decision. I had made a mistake; if I could I would undo everything I had ever done to help Azula. With a quick flick of my wrist I grabbed the other sword off of the
wall. It was time to make things right.
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Zuko quickly snuck out of his room. He quietly ran over to Mai's house and tossed a letter though the window of her room. He just as quickly ran towards the exit of the noble quarter. He felt bad about breaking Mai's heart, but he knew
that he could never ask her to follow him into exile. Zuko had to smile to himself at the irony. He had finally gotten everything he had ever wanted… and he was leaving it for his uncle. A few short minutes later the guard standing next to
the prison entrance was on the ground. He was fine but he would have a large bump on his left temple after he woke up. Zuko grabbed the keys and snuck into the prison… now there was no going back.
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Matoro
"What's a toa?" I looked at the girl in shock… didn't they have toa in this universe? I felt like laughing at her until I saw the look in her eyes. It was so curious and innocent, how could I laugh at a person with eyes like that? Instead I just
smiled at her.
"A toa is someone who can control an element such as ice, or fire." I answered.
"Oh! So is that what you call benders where you're from?" She asked.
"What are benders?" she smiled at my question. Just that little smile seemed to send my mind into a whirl. Who was she that she could mess with me like this?
"Just what you said, benders can control one of the four elements: earth, fire, water and air. Only the Avatar can control all four." Right after she said that her eyes darkened. "Or, he could. He was killed recently, by Azula." At my
questioning look she continued. "Azula is the princess of the fire nation… She was also the one who sent those men after me… to kill me." Suddenly she started crying. I was at a loss, why would she start crying? Then it hit me, this Azula
must have been a close friend. To be honest I could understand her, if I had found out that Nuju or Kopaka had tried to kill me I think that crying would be the least thing I would do. The only thing was… what was I supposed to do about
her? I felt this need to comfort her, to tell her that everything was going to be ok. But I didn't know how! In desperation I did the first thing that came to mind, I wrapped my arms around her. She quietly leaned on me and continued
crying into my chest. I felt extremely uncomfortable, and yet, it felt nice. I liked the feeling of her body so close to mine. I shook my head to clear it. What was wrong with me? If Kongu or Hewkii could see me now they'd surely be laughing,
and yet, I didn't really care. This fact confused me, I honestly didn't care who saw me holding Ty Lee. What had this new body done to my mind?
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Ty Lee
After I said Azula's name I had remembered who had tried to kill me. I knew it was the truth because the Dai-Lee would not have obeyed anyone else. It was this that had caused me to start crying. How could one of my best friends try to
kill me? We had been friends since childhood; did that mean nothing to her? Was I just another pawn in her climb to power? As I sobbed Matoro put his arms around me. I leaned on his chest and buried my face in his shirt. It was then I
noticed that there was a slight chill emanating from him. It was not a painfully cold chill; it actually felt kind of nice and refreshing. I looked up at him, who was this boy? He smiled at me and I looked down again to hide my blush. What
was wrong with me? I could go to beaches and get every single guy who was there to chase after me and do my bidding. But when this one guy hugged me I fell to pieces. I dried myself up, now was no time to be crying. Now was the
time for action. Matoro let me go and looked back at my bond sheepishly. After giving it a close look he drew back his hand and hit it. He then proceeded to stick his hand into his mouth grimacing in pain. I had to laugh.
"What were you thinking?" I asked. "You just covered rock with ice; you're not going to be able to break it with your hand." He looked at his hand before answering.
"I… I guess you're right. It's just… I'm used to being a lot more durable than this." I looked at him in surprise. I was about to open my mouth when he suddenly drew his sword and smashed the ice and rock surrounding my leg with the
pommel stone. I rubbed my hands up and down my ankle; it felt good to be free.
"What did you mean when you said you used to be more durable?" to be honest I only had the slightest inkling of what durable meant… I thought it meant that he was harder to hurt.
"I used to be partially made of metal." At this I stared at him.
"What? How is that possible?" I asked. He smiled back, but it was a different sort of smile. It was almost as if he was tired, or had once carried a great burden.
"You had better get comfortable… this is going to be kind of a long story" he started, then he looked at the four dead bodies and shuddered. "Actually", he continued "I would prefer we move somewhere out of sight from these… things."
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Katara sat staring at the fire. Her brother stepped out of his tent and shook his head. It had been a little over a week since Aang had died and she had still not recovered. Not that he was doing much better. It seemed like every time he
looked at Appa he felt like crying. Sokka looked at the sky, in contrast to his sister's mood it was a sunny day. Toph walked into camp carrying more firewood and glanced at Katara. She put down the firewood and walked over to Sokka.
"Has Katara moved yet today?" Sokka shook his head. Toph sighed and looked over at her friend, how could she act like she was the only one affected by Aang's death? All she had done since they had made camp today was sit and
stroke Momo's fur. They were all a little tired but she really should be helping set up the camp. They were currently on their way to meet Sokka and Katara's father and plan what to do next. Although there didn't seem to be much
planning to do. After the earth kingdom had fallen there had been rumors that the water tribes were negotiating terms of surrender with the fire nation. It looked like fire lord had really won. Sokka walked over and sat down next to his
sister. He put his arm around her and gave her a little side hug. Toph came over to the other side and did the same. All three looked into the fire thinking about the same thing. Without an Avatar, could there be any hope?
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Katara
Evening was approaching. My friends and I had not moved for several hours. We just sat there, each too sad to say anything to the other about the hopelessness that we all felt. Suddenly the fire leapt into the sky. Sokka cried out in
shock as it seemed to explode in front of us. I was about to put out the fire with some water when I say that it had taken the form of a person. And that person was Aang. All three of us were taken aback as he began to speak to us.
"Do not despair, I may be gone, but a hero has been sent to help fix this world. He is currently in the fire nation gathering several people who will be needed to save the world. He will need help, and training, if he is to succeed where I
failed. And I have a personal message for each of you. Toph, take care of Appa and Momo for me, and don't lose hope. Sokka, if you hold to your goal you will succeed. And Katara, I am sorry, I really am. I hope that you will find happiness
elsewhere. I know that I will see you all again. Never give up, this world needs you!" before any of us could recover from shock the fire returned to its original form. We all looked at each other, could there be another Avatar?
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Zuko ran though the prison until he came to his uncle's cell. Quickly knocking out the guards he opened it. Iroh was sitting against the wall and looked up in surprise at the sight of his nephew.
"Prince Zuko! What is going on?"
"I'm getting you out of here." Zuko said as he broke the lock on Iroh's cell. "I'm so sorry uncle… I made a huge mistake joining Azula." Zuko stopped. He was close to tears as he bowed down to the floor. "Please, uncle, forgive me. I am
so sorry." Zuko looked up as Iroh placed his hand on the fire prince's shoulder and smiled.
"Prince Zuko… I forgive you." Zuko smiled though the tears. Suddenly there was a loud smashing sound from the cell on the other side of the hallway and a voice cried out.
"Iroh, has that nephew of yours finally come to his senses?" Iroh smiled and answered.
"Yes he has. We were about to leave, would you like to come with us?"
"Of course!" the voice answered. Iroh nodded to Zuko who melted the lock on the door. He opened it to reveal a girl on the other side. Iroh smiled and bowed to her.
"Glad to have you with us, Suki of the Kyoshi Warriors."
Authors note: I had to include Suki somehow. And just to keep you interested… how do we know that Jet really died? Please review (keep in mind this is my first fanfiction)
