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Chapter 4

Katara was stunned

"Help? Why would you want to help me? You hate me."

Zuko rolled his eyes and asked once more "Do you want help or not?"

"Ugh yah…yah su..sure" She scooted closer to Zuko's pen as he closed in on hers.

He reached for the rusted plate and cup to match. Slowly and careful, as if Katara would attack him at any moment, he held the bread mere centimeters away from Katara's parted lips. She leaned in closer to gain leverage and gradually bit down upon the food. Once the piece was parted from the whole, she hungrily chewed. She felt the aged bread dig into her cheeks, gums and tongue but was so hungry she ignored it completely.

After 5 minutes of carefully but hurryingly devouring her portion that was barely fit to a lion mouse. She felt her mouth becoming ever so dry so she looked down at the cup, and motioned toward it. The prince quickly understood and lifted the cup just above her mouth. She again parted her lips and let the cool liquid slide down her throat.

She moaned softly, she had never been this thirsty in her entire life, and she didn't know why exactly. She wasn't this thirsty before her 'meal'.

At the sound of Katara's noise Zuko jumped slightly spilling little of the water over Katara's chin. He quickly re-positioned his hand and muttered a small sorry that even Katara could not hear it. After all was finished the cup was placed atop the tray and pushed out of the confines.

"Thank you"

"Please don't mention it…ever"

"Okay" she said with a small voice. She licked her lips tentatively and wished for more water to satisfy her eager and sudden feeling of thirst.

"Its salt you know"

"Excuse me?" the out burst from the always silent prince startled her.

"They bake the bread with salt for you. You know sense you're a water bender. They want you to need the water, not use it against them, again." He said with no emotion

"Oh..." she though about that theory and couldn't find a loophole with in it.

Then it was back to the silence. The ever lasting, never- ending gloom and boredom of silence. However this time it was different. Katara didn't face the opposing wall from his highness. Instead she faced the complete opposite direction. She was watching the prince meditate, one breath at a time. After a half hour of watching him intently she started to count his breaths, asking her self what he must be thinking.

Zuko knew she was staring at him. He could feel the curious gaze boring into him. If only she knew he thoughts coursing through his uneasy mind

'flash back'

The port town was a hustle and bustle of the populace. Zuko turned his nose up as he passed by a beggar, muttering 'urchin' as he passed

Unfortunately for him his Uncle Iroh caught the snide comment and turned to the young man.

"Prince Zuko, you of all people should not be critical of those going through hard times."

"Do not recall to me as Prince Zuko. I am no longer apart of the murderers that are known to us as 'family'"

Iroh did not retort to this because honestly he never felt any other way about his brother and niece. Ever since the death of his sister-and-laws disappearance and the forcing off his would-be thrown, he felt that there was no connection to the family except the blood circulating through his veins.

As the two exhausted members lumbered along in a comatose state, a whisper caught heir ear. A woman, around the age of Iroh spoke in a hoarse voice," Excuse me, you too look like weary travelers and I was wondering if you would turn down a warm meal and beds?"

"Oh, ugh, of course not mi lady. Ho could one turn down a beauty such as yourself?" The two giggled like giddy teenagers. Iroh started in after the woman. Living Zuko, following rolling his eyes quite dramatically, stupid old man hormones.

The beds were very comfortable compared to the hard ground the two had been sleeping on the last couple of nights, and the food was delicious, but something bothered Zuko about this place, the hospitality.

"Is something bothering you nephew?"

"Yes, why did the old woman offer us such luxury? We are not familiarized with her."

"Believe it or no Zuko, there are people who have good hearts and minds. I know it is very hard to see and for you to grasp, with everything that has happened to you in the past, but there are good nice people out there"

Zuko only replied with a humph and said nothing more to his uncle. But it stilled concerned him. This woman was barely living on rice let alone feeding two other rather hungry men, men se did no even know. It was all very strange and new to him.

He and his uncle laid back in their beds waiting for sleep to greet them, and in a few moments it did

Three hours later Zuko woke up with a start. He heard screaming and shouting. Petrified yells comeing a glimpse of the commotion comeing from the ouside. He saw women and children running o the outside of the village. Men were holding what ever was near and fighing off other men, but who were these men that they were fighting?

Pirates. And quite a few of them. He should have guessed seeing their emblem wave high and mighty above their ship. He woke his uncle in a hurry. They couldn't get caught here knowing the dire consequences.

"Uncle…. Uncle wake up!" He shook at his aged uncle quite violently

"UNCLE WAKE THE HELL UP!" he shouted lightly kicking his uncle over the bed. Zuko cringed at he force applied, the kick nearly flipped his uncle off he bed.

"Whoa—what the..?"

"Uncle there are pirates raiding the village we have to leave RIGHT NOW" he put as much infases on the now as possible. So he and his uncle gathered what was left of their things and headed out. They got as far as the back door when the two heard a whimpering. The woman who had offered them hosbitality and kindness held a pointed finger at the men standing few meters away. She was pinned against the wall by a band of hugs. Presuming the pirates Zuko had seen earlier.

The gang dropped the sobbing hag and marched up to the two refugees. Taking out their weapons which were a variety of swords, knives and clubs, they took a fighting stance, then lunged.

This was confusing Zuko, however. Why would they attack him and his uncle. What did they do wrong? But the ideas dropped dead as a crudely made wooden club flashed by him, inches from his face. In perfect unison the two firebenders swiftly fought in graceful stances, releasing the fire from its confines. The pirates were bewildered then smirked cruelly to each other.

"Aww…so we have fire benders….perfect" and to make him seem as if a mad man he laughed a most creepy laugh imagined.

Swipe after swipe the blade came after Zuko, who blocked each one with ease. But after a while he was beginning o tire. He looked back at his uncle who was holding off the other two men and then nodded. With one forceful punch the two sent out a blaze of fire. The men leapt back. Covering their faces with their arms trying to protect from the raging inferno that came rushing toward them.

The two firebenders took this advantage and ran. But what they didn't count on was the fourth pirate waiting outside. As Zuko pushed the door open he felt the smack hi his face broad side. He didnt know what really hit him until the pain over whelmed him and he collapsed. He opened up his eyes long enough to see his uncle trying to push the man off of Zuko, but the three that were once inside the were not outside, and they greatly out numbered him. Zuko tried to yell RUN but it only came out in a whisper. But that whisper was loud enough for his uncle to hear him. And that just what he did, he ran.

Calling out behind him Zuko was able to hear his uncle shouting "I'll come back. I promise I won't abandon you. I'll find another way and I will come back!" that was the last he heard of his uncle until all was a black blur.

'end flash back'

He sighed quietly. Trying to let go of all the burden that had been placed upon his shoulders. He was alone, and although he would never verbally mention it he honestly did miss his only family, his only friend. He would find a way to get out of this hell whole and back to his uncle he would find a way, no matter what the stakes were.

Okay so to reply to me eager readers who have been sending in reviews

ArrayePL- Yea that's why he is in the dark, he is afraid of extreme pain most likely.. I don't know I still haven't worked all the bugs out, I'm making this up as I go, literally. Yes and most likely by both of the two, I think that will be in next chapter

hellokitty95- Ha thank you so much that is soo very sweet of you, I will try my best :)

FooFooCuddlyPoops- I'm very happy to hear that you do like my writing style, I try to keep it as intricate yet as simple as possible, readable but with more finesse

Handerra- thank you again and I hope you enjoyed this chapter too!

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