Thank you everyone who've read and reviewed! Here is part 4, which was longer than I expected. =)

9/1/10 *I've updated some things in my last chapters, notably: more dialogue between Toph and Iroh. Toph is more respectful to him as well. =) I can't remember what else. Please re-read and if you find any weird errors, let me know!

To clarify some confusion on Aang's relationship with Katara in this story... he has just a boyish crush on her but nothing serious. =)


The Catacombs of Destiny

Ch 4: The Facets of Tolerance

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"Welcome aboard Appa Air, ladies and gents, your choice for quality getaway adventures! My name is Sokka, your number one host for today's evening flight from Ba Sing Se to Chameleon Bay! Your safety comes first on Appa Air, so your cooperation is appreciated as we screen for suspicious persons..." The water tribe boy immediately whipped his narrowed eyes at Zuko, who sighed audibly. "Let's start with you, sir..." The boy's cute theatrics ended there however, once he pointed his boomerang at him. "Okay, where the hell did you come from and why are you here?"

Katara looked ready to go off on him, so Zuko quickly put a hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, I should explain anyway." His gaze swept over the mistrustful eyes of the water-tribe boy, the hooked-swords boy and his crew; the downcast but noncommittal eyes of the Earth King, and the curious eyes of the Avatar, who had turned to face the group from his perch on the bison's head. The odd lemur creature on his head made a gurgling sound.

"In case you think I planned this, I honestly didn't expect to be here either. A lot of things have changed. My uncle and I have been on the run from the Fire Nation since the Northern Water Tribe invasion," Zuko started. "After days of wandering around, we ended up in Ba Sing Se to start a new life in a teashop. Then, I guess, my Uncle got too good at...making tea, and attracted attention. We didn't know it was the wrong attention until we arrived at the Earth Palace and that Azula had somehow weaseled her way in and was posing as an advisor. I still don't know how she knew it was us though... Anyway, then I got captured, tossed in a cave, and met Katara."

"Hold up, you were so obsessed with trying to capture Aang, why'd the Fire Nation suddenly decide to mark you as a traitor? And why stop chasing Aang?" Sokka said, narrowing his eyes even more.

Zuko frowned thoughtfully. "To be honest, I don't think I ever actually stopped chasing the Avatar in my mind. I'd just lost the men and the means once I was branded a traitor. I mean, there was that time I found Azula ready to take off with the Avatar in that ghost town, and I fought her to get to him." He looked at the Avatar, who nodded slowly as if just remembering it himself. "But then Azula hurt Uncle really bad and I couldn't have cared less about the Avatar—"

"AANG! He's got a name, use it!" Katara cried, throwing her arms in the air.

"Um... Aang... Well, since then... that dream had faded little by little until I got the flyer about the Ava—Aang's missing bison while stumping around getting supplies at the tea shop. I'd gone to find the bison as a lure to get to the A—Aang, but Uncle had found me and made me let the bison go. It was the maddest thing I'd ever done, and I was so frustrated by—"

"YOU WERE THE ONE WHO LET APPA GO?" The Avatar had jumped up onto his feet and was pointing at him and was grinning like his birthday had come.

Zuko really wasn't sure what to make of it. "Uh, uhm... well Uncle was the one that really got me to do it..."

"That's great!"

"Oh come on, Aang, we were about to free Appa ourselves, Zuko just got to him first..." The water-tribe boy muttered.

The hooked-swords boy—named Jet, Zuko suddenly remembered from a memory of meeting him on the refugee ship...and afterwards of trying to oust him and Uncle as firebenders—was giving him a glare that could melt metal. "Quit the sob story, firebender. I noticed you haven't said you'd stopped chasing after Aang yet."

"I hadn't gotten to that part yet!" Zuko said and scowled. It was true, he had a problem with rambling when he was nervous. And here he had completely verbalized his thoughts. Embarrassing, kind of. "I'm just saying it took a while, but now I've realized chasing the Avatar was stupid and I'm not...I'm not doing it anymore."

Sokka rubbed his chin in exaggerated thought. "So why did the Fire Nation suddenly dump you? You seemed obsessively loyal. I mean, you are their damn Prince!"

"Prince?" the hooked-swords boy named Jet suddenly cried in horror. "Fire Nation PRINCE?"

"I'm not their 'damn Prince' anymore, okay, so quit referring to me with that!" Zuko cried, exhaling some steam from his nostrils. "Look, it's a long, very personal story, and I'm not in any mood to indulge anymore than this: My father hates me, my sister hates me, and I'd been banished on a delusional chase for the Avatar so that I could return to my own damn country. Well, that's over and done now, and I've come to a mutual hatred for them both. I'm sorry I'd been chasing you guys, and now I just want to help you guys take my horrible family down, alright?"

Sokka was staring at him with a look of disbelief. "Well, um, I see. Aang? What do you say, you're the leader."

The Avatar's shoulders slumped slightly at the word 'leader', but he was smiling, Zuko noted with some relief. "Thanks for letting us know your story, Zuko. But it's not just my opinion that matters on whether you can join us. I think it is kinda hard for everyone to forget you'd been chasing after us non-stop for so long. I know you're a good person, Zuko—I still remember that you saved me form Admiral Zhao—but it's gonna take time for any of us to fully trust you. I do need a firebending teacher though, and if you would agree to teach me, I would definitely have no objections to you joining our group."

Zuko smiled in spite of himself. The kid could be oddly mature sometimes. "I was going to offer to teach you firebending, regardless. Thank you for your vote of confidence."

"Sokka? What do you think?" The Avatar asked.

The water-tribe boy—Sokka—looked rather defeated but not angry. "If you're fine with him, I will be, too. But I'm watching you, Zuko, no funny moves!"

"Katara? Toph?"

"No need to ask us, Twinkletoes, we all got to know each other pretty well down in the caves!" Toph said, sitting up and slinging an arm over a surprised Zuko's shoulders. He smiled at her gratefully but remembered she couldn't see. "Thanks, Toph."

"Anytime, Sparky!"

Zuko looked at Katara, who looked like she was doing everything to keep from breaking out into a huge grin. "Of course! Welcome to the group, Zuko!"

"Wait up, what about me?" Jet cried.

"What about you?" Katara bit back, looking annoyed.

"Don't I get a say in this?"

Sokka stroke his chin again in exaggeration. "Yep that's right, it's your turn. Are you an impostor or are you really Jet? And how the hell did you escape when everyone was crying over your dead body?"

Jet crossed his arms and snorted. "Yeah, I thought I was pretty much dead, too, but after Katara put her hands on my chest with that water, I did feel a little better after a while. But it was really 'cause of Smellerbee and Longshot here. When I realized they weren't gonna escape and was gonna die in the caves with me, I knew I couldn't die. So I made them drag me out. When we got out, we met a nice family who helped me out. After like a week, we went back to the city to help the refugees. After the Fire Nation attacked, we pulled up a new group of Freedom Fighters. Those Fire Nation hogs targeted us pretty quick since we were doing so much damage, and we got thrown in jail. The rest is history, as they say." He patted his other two companions on the shoulders. Then he shot a look of utter loathing at Zuko.

"Now, you guys are way too trusting," the boy went on, taking out a hooked-sword and pointing at Zuko. "He's Fire Nation! There's NOTHING good about any of them! Look what happened to the great city of Ba Sing Se! This guy, this firebender—" he shook his sword at Zuko, who now tapped his finger on his arm impatiently—"I'm only tolerating him being here because of Katara, who's apparently too nice for her own good to see he's got to be a spy!" Zuko rolled his eyes and glanced at Katara curiously, who looked ready to boil over.

"Hey, Drama Queen!" Toph said dangerously before Katara could bite back, "if I hear any more of your 'Fire Nation all suck' (said in a high sing-song way) bull-moose crap, I'll give you a piece of the earth every, single time. Iroh's the BEST human being in the world, he's the best Firebender in the world, and he sacrificed himself to save all of our asses, including yours! Now, I somehow don't recall your even being voted into the group yet, so actually...your opinion doesn't count!"

"Look here, little gir—"

The bison suddenly grunted and jolted, which tossed everyone into the air and frantically grabbing for some part of the saddle, or in Toph's case, squeezing Zuko's arm so tight he was starting to lose feeling.

"Appa's tired, we have to land!" The Avatar cried from his spot on the bison's head.

"Then land him!" Toph yelled back.

After prying Toph's fingers off his arm, Zuko peered over the saddle and noticed that they were flying over the countryside. The Outer Wall still looked to be about an hour away. A half-moon shone among a clear, starry sky, and he glanced back the way they came, half expecting war balloons to blot out most of the sky. There were none, however, and he felt uneasy at the seeming lack of pursuit.

As bad as the idea of a break was in Zuko's mind, touching stable ground lightened his mood up considerably. He wasn't the only one either, he noticed, looking over at Toph, who was kissing the ground and trying to hug the flat surface. He walked a ways from the group and stretched gratefully, happy to have control of his limbs again after Ty Lee—that acrobat freak—turned his limbs into jelly with a few choice acupressure jabs. Truly the most dangerous person to have on the team, he thought. Mai is no pushover, either. As usual, Azula chooses her friends well.

"Hey." The earthbender had walked over.

"Thanks for standing up for us firebenders, Toph. I owe you one."

"He deserves it, what a jerk," Toph said, kicking a rock mindlessly around the ground. "You don't owe me anything, Sparky. I told you I'd look out for you and earthbend anyone who has a problem with you, remember?"

Zuko chuckled. "I'm older than you, I should be the one looking out for you, not the other way around."

"I'm the greatest earthbender in the world, I don't need anyone to look after me!"

Zuko cocked his head slightly, and smiled at the little girl. "You sound like me. But every time I said it, Uncle always had to break into his sayings, like..." He cleared his throat, and spoke all slow, raspy, and measured. "'Zuko, only the truly strong understand why the tiger-dillo never hunts alone.' or 'Only those who think themselves strong are truly weak.'" Then he put a hand on Toph's shoulder and resumed talking normally. "I never understood or cared about what he had to say when he said it. I guess it's not until now that he's gone that I realize they actually make a lot of sense. And... yes, I do believe you're the greatest bender in the group, Toph, but in my opinion, it doesn't change the fact that two is better than one."

Toph looked up at him in surprise and glee, which quickly turned into a smug smile. Zuko didn't miss it. "Oh, no need to tell me, I know I'm the best bender in the group already."

"Well, whether you like it or not, Toph, I have your back, too."

-k-

Katara watched Toph and Zuko in the corner of her eye and smiled. She wanted to go over as well, but forming little cliques in the group was the last thing the group needed. Instead, she turned to Jet, who had leaned down to pick up a promising twig. "Alright Jet, cough it up, how did you get out of Lake Laogai?" Sokka, who had been stretching somewhere himself, came over to listen. Jet didn't seem in much of a hurry to answer, however, as he inspected the twig and brushed off some dirt. "What up, Katara, you don't believe what I said?"

"No, I do, but when I tried to heal you with the water, I honestly felt like I wasn't making a difference. So I was wondering if that really did make a difference for you."

Jet stuck the twig in his mouth and was chewing it thoughtfully. "Yeah, I didn't feel like the water made any difference either, not until Smellerbee declared that they were going to die with me. Once she said that, I was so desperate not to die that I guess something triggered something else and I felt that little bit stronger. I only thought of it afterwards, that your water did help 'cause the part where you put your hands healed without much of a scar. The area around it was still a bit red, though."

Katara widened her eyes. "Oh... wow, how strange... I'm so glad I did save you, Jet. I couldn't forgive myself for hating you the entire time and then being so helpless."

"So, you still hate me?" Jet asked, flashing a roguish grin.

Katara felt her cheeks burn slightly. "No... I still will never forgive you for what you tried to do to the village, but I don't hate you anymore."

Jet scowled. "I understand why you can't forgive me for the plan I had. But there still is nothing—NOTHING—good about the Fire Nation. I don't care that none of you have 'voted' me into your little group, I'm sticking with you guys to take down the Fire Lord. They took Ba Sing Se, Katara. No one but Earth Kingdom citizens should EVER take Ba Sing Se. Scums," he spat.

Katara sighed. "Jet, please don't treat Zuko the same. He's suffered under the Fire Nation, too, and they're trying to kill him for being a traitor. Not all of them are bad, as Toph says. Iroh really is the best person I've ever known. I hope you can—I mean, you will meet him one day and see for yourself. Give Zuko a chance, for me and Aang's sake. Aang needs a firebending teacher so he can fully realize the Avatar state, and Zuko's the only one who can be that."

Jet didn't look happy, but Katara could tell he had to agree once she mentioned that Aang needed Zuko as a firebending teacher.

"Fine, but if he even looks like he's gonna step outta line..."

"Thank you, Jet!" Katara threw her arms around him for a second, then stepped back. Jet looked a bit surprised and his cheeks were slightly red. She didn't bother to look at Sokka, who she could feel had turned red himself for a completely different reason.

"Um, yeah, I'll... do my best to be...civil..." Jet said, looking over at the firebender who was grinning at something Toph said. Suddenly, a hand clamped down on his shoulder and he looked up to see a resolute-looking Sokka.

"Brothers-in-arms, Jet. I didn't like you after you tried to write off a whole village, but here we will stick together and do the impossible together: be civil to Zuko. For Aang's sake. But once little princey steps outta line, we jump him like a hare-hog!"

Jet clamped a hand on Sokka's shoulder as well and gave him a matching look of determination as if they were about to be shipped off to the front lines. Katara rolled her eyes and smacked a hand to her forehead.

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They were not going to make it to Chameleon Bay at the rate they were going. Zuko knew he shouldn't react to Aang's announcement for a fourth 'Appa-break' with such a frustrated sigh. He felt much better after they cleared the Outer Wall and were finally flying over wild Earth Kingdom land, but he was still worried about the war balloons that hadn't shown their face. The times between breaks were also getting shorter and shorter. He really wanted to suggest that they camp for the night instead of flying more, but based on the dagger glares Jet continued to throw him, it would be easy fodder for more accusatory remarks. It was just easier to stay silent when he was stuck with everyone in the saddle.

"Katara," Zuko called quietly as they slid down the bison's tail together for Appa-break number four. She looked at him questioningly and followed him away from the group.

"We need to just set up camp. The bison's flying shorter times and taking longer breaks. It's late anyway and everyone's falling asleep."

She looked uncertain. "Aang knows Appa the best. If Appa really needs needs to sleep, I'm sure he would have said something by now... well, come on, let's go find him."

Zuko resisted an urge to slap his hand to his forehead. Now he just felt like a little kid who was afraid to talk to people he didn't know...which...was just what happened. Thank Agni you're not in line to be the Fire Lord anymore, you wimp. he thought miserably.

The Avatar was talking to the Earth King. Neither looked happy, from what Zuko could see.

"Hey, Aang," Katara said softly. "How's Appa doing? Should we just set up camp?"

Aang looked at the Earth King and frowned. "Yeah, Appa needs to rest. We need to rest, too. It's okay, your Highness, there's a nice forest here that'll hide Appa really well, and all of us are top-notch benders and fighters. We'll be okay."

Former Emperor Kuei nodded dejectedly. "Sorry, Aang, I just still just cannot believe what has happened... what I'd done..."

"You didn't do anything wrong, your Highness—"

"Please, just call me Kuei, it's my name."

Zuko's lips twitched. "Welcome to commoner status, Kuei. You'll find it pretty liberating, actually."

Kuei looked up at him with a slightly confused look, but then smiled. "True, it is time I learned how the people I supposedly ruled over, lived. In fact, it's time I actually learned how to rule a kingdom."

"I don't know if it's funny or sad that I could tell you more about your own people than I can about mine..."

Setting up camp was a quick affair. Katara offered Kuei her bedroll since she figured he could hardly be used to sleeping on dirt, which prompted Sokka to grudgingly sacrifice his for Katara. Toph bended herself an earth tent and immediately disappeared. Jet made sure he was as far opposite of Zuko as he could be, and Zuko contented himself with a nice patch of grass under the stars.

The night air was balmy with a slight breeze, and crickets chirped loudly and endlessly. Zuko lay with his head cradled in the weave of his hands and stared through a nice break in the forest canopy that revealed a star-strewn sky. He sighed as he thought of all the past nights he had done just that. The nights after he had cut off his hair 'knot', essentially cutting all ties he had with the Fire Nation. The nights with his uncle, who snored so loudly and without a care even on the day they were declared traitors.

"Beautiful, isn't it, Zuko? Agni shines brilliantly tonight."

"The sky's the same here as it is everywhere! Agni shines all the time, every night!"

"Ah, Nephew, to think you have forgotten your star studies already. Agni does not shine every night."

"Right, he only shows up during the Summer months, so?"

His uncle's face had hardened noticeably. "Zuko, you are alone now, without your crew to navigate and run everything for you. It is time you remembered your star studies and any wilderness training you learned from officer training school."

"I was only there for a year before I had to leave! You know it all better than me, you do it!"

Zuko pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. He'd never really thought of his earlier attitude toward his Uncle before. Now that he was gone, the memories seemed to be flooding in like court documents. He really wasn't even sure when he'd started to change his attitude about his uncle from lazy and nagging to patient and wise. Possibly not until he realized his uncle wasn't by his side anymore. No... earlier than that, maybe after his sickness.

A rustle of blankets drew his attention, and he saw Katara briskly walk away from the camp. He was about to get up when he realized it might be something better left to herself by herself. He felt his cheeks warm, and squeezed his eyes shut. After what felt like another hour (but probably wasn't) and she still wasn't back, he got up.

Katara was by a small creek at the edge of the forest, an arm immersed in the running water. As Zuko neared, he could see a faint glow.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to announce his presence, a small wall of water crashed down on him and froze him to the spot. "Arrgh, Katara!" he cried as Katara turned around and grinned mischievously. With a wave of her hand, the water unfroze and returned to the creek. "It's dangerous to approach a bender from behind, you idiot!"

"I was about to announce my presence!"

"Well, I sensed you first."

Zuko shook his head hopelessly. "Fine, fine... So what's wrong, is it your arm? I thought you healed it along with Toph's leg once we got on the bison."

Katara dipped her arm back in the water. "I could only heal halfway before I ran out of water. Not to mention... I wonder if there was poison in the knives, it's not healing very quickly."

Alarmed, Zuko rushed over and kneeled down. "Let me see."

Katara showed him her forearm, and Zuko took her hand and peered at the dark, mottled bruise where Mai's dagger had hit. He had an even more limited knowledge of herbs and plants than his uncle, and frankly, he wondered why he bothered to check her wound like he knew what he was doing. But, in this case, he kind of did. "I do remembered being taught that a popular non-lethal pika-snake venom warriors used would slow healing and incapacitate the victim. Did your arm feel numb?"

Katara nodded, looking oddly sheepish. "I think that was why I didn't feel too bad most of the way. I thought it would just heal itself but it was starting to throb awfully when I was trying to sleep, so I came here."

Zuko realized he was still holding her hand and quickly let go, feeling his cheeks warm. "Well, um, the poison is supposed to last for days, but with your healing, hopefully you can get it all out tonight... Don't forget to help Toph tomorrow, though."

"I will, thanks," Katara replied, looking at him curiously.

"I'll... get back to bed. G'night." He said, and caught her waving at him before he stumped back into the woods.

And promptly ducked a double sword swipe.

"Hey, you, firebender prince. Just so you know, she's with me."

Zuko narrowed his eyes and flexed his fingers. He really missed his broadswords. "If a fight's what you're looking for, then just say so. She's my friend, numbskull." In one fluid motion, he dropped to the ground and did a leg-sweep without fire, but Jet had already somersaulted backwards and started charging at him, his right sword coming down on him. Zuko caught his instinctual need to parry with a non-existent sword and ducked again, gathering momentum to punch Jet in the back. Jet stumbled slightly but recovered quickly, hooking his swords together, swinging them around his head, and swiping them high and low to try to catch Zuko in their rotation.

Where the hell is Katara? How can she not hear all the sword clanging going on? Zuko thought as he jumped and grabbed onto a low tree branch and swung himself up to avoid Jet's low swipes. He climbed another level of branches for good measure. He had no weapons, and he sure as hell wasn't going to firebend in a forest.

"Get down here and fight me like a man, firebender, before I come up after you!" Jet cried, swinging his swords like a nun-chuck.

Zuko leaned back against the trunk of the tree. "Look, Jet, I remember you from the ship. You're a good guy and I respected your efforts to help the poor. I'm betting your family was also wiped out by the Fire Nation, and I know nothing I say can fix that, but I really am sorry. The whole point of me joining the Avatar here is so I could stop this war, so can you just give me a chance?"

"No." Quick as lightning, Jet had grappled the trunk of the tree with his sword hooks, bypassed the first level, and had landed on Zuko's branch. "The only good firebender is a dead one. You'd do well to remember that."

Zuko immediately ducked a high swipe and stepped off the branch, grabbing it and swinging back to kick Jet off of the branch. Jet was much more adept to the forest, however, and easily dodged the attack. Zuko tried to regain balance on the branch, but slipped, forcing himself to firebend a jet of flame to keep his balance.

"Hey!" Finally, stupid waterbender. "Jet, Zuko, get down here!"

Jet easily somersaulted to the ground and landed with a flourish. Zuko found himself making his way down the branches before sliding to the ground.

"Jet, what are you doing?" Katara said, looking severely disappointed.

"Nothing, sweets, was enjoying a midnight stroll before a firebender ruined it."

"What the hell is your problem?" Zuko cried, exhaling steam from his nostrils.

"Jet, didn't you promise me to treat him civilly at least?"

"Of course, we had a very civil spar. Come on, Katara, cut me some slack, you're forcing me to travel with a firebender," Jet spat, his eyes glittering dangerously.

Katara had dropped her forehead in the palm of her hand. "No one is forcing you to travel with us, Jet. You're the one who wanted to travel with us. If that's what you want to do, then it's time for you to grow up! Otherwise, you'll have to leave."

"Why do you like this guy so much anyway?" Jet said, scowling.

"Because he was able to change, against all odds, Jet. Something you'd do well to try yourself," Katara said, her voice wavering. She suddenly brushed past them angrily, and disappeared into the woods.

Zuko made to follow her, but a hooked-sword suddenly appeared in front of him. He exhaled sharply, frustrated. "What?"

"This isn't the end, firebender, our fight will never be over."

"I get it!"

Jet flipped his sword back into his hand and followed Zuko back to camp.

Zuko stared at the stars again as he lay in his spot he had vacated just earlier. There was just no way he was going to get any sleep tonight, he could feel it. He just wanted to burn a tree to ash just to let off all his pent-up anger. Instead, he tried to control his breathing and was able to achieve a blank mind for a few seconds before wandering to less frustrating thoughts.

"Good afternoon, Madam Chou, what can I get for you today?"

Zuko stood before a small, old wooden table in a packed little, tea house. Across the table, an elderly lady in a gaudy, bright green dress looked like someone took her favorite toy away. Which, Zuko thought, was true. Got to you first, lady, no Uncle for you today. And no more having to suffer their disgusting banter that obviously wastes everyone's time and goes nowhere...

"Just the usual, my dear Li. Jasmine tea, two red bean cakes, an almond biscuit, and a taro puff. Truly the best combination, as your uncle says. Where is your uncle, dear? I don't see him here..."

"He's in the back. I'll go put in the order then," he said quickly, and walked away before she could say anything else. Zuko lifted the dividing curtain to the kitchen, and found his uncle brewing a pot of chrysanthemum tea and filling a tiny bowl up with rock sugar.

"Uncle, the pika-peacock woman's back. Can't we just kick her out, she's disgusting!" Zuko hissed in his uncle's ear, as he reached for a new teapot and a can of Jasmine tea.

Iroh's lips twitched in a smile. "Nephew, working in this teashop is an opportunity for you to learn how to stay calm in any situation. Learn to take an unsavory situation and turn it to your advantage. Madam Chou is... persistent, but she is a valued customer and comes every day without fail." Iroh patted Zuko on the shoulder. "Patience, my nephew. The greatest leader is never one who loses his calm."

Minutes later, Zuko fell asleep.


I know this chapter ended up a bit wordier and less action-oriented, so let me know what you guys think! Jet is a bit of a prick right now, but to me, he's got a lot of hatred to work through first, which he never got a chance to in the series. Unfortunately the world's full of severely prejudiced people who refuse to see anything from another point of view, so his character is depressingly real. Well, Jet will learn—however grudgingly—so fear not, my good readers, it's all about the how!

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