Hey guys! I've been really busy with schoolwork, and tons of events that are taking up my time so this chapter isn't gonna be that long, but without further ado, here it is.

Sokka felt dazed and he could feel his hands limping by his sides, energy completely drained. He could not feel anything, at all. But still he could hear an echoed voice, an echoed voice urging him to move quickly...

Quickly boy! You must move now, I have little energy left, I cannot hold off this wave much longer! You must save the Avatar.

And then Sokka felt a quick splash of water nudge his face and he jumped into consciousness.

"What just happened?" he asked to no one in particular.

There is no time for questions, you must go. Now.

With that, the owner of that mysterious voice sent the water below Sokka skyrocketing upwards, the wind slapping his face as he flew over the water and in the center of the shell.

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHH" he screamed, and then, plummeting downwards, he noticed two figures on the earth below him: one hovering above the ground, cursing about what Sokka heard as "lion turtle," the man's face strained. He noticed the man had burnt skin in many places around his body.

Sokka turned his attention to the other figure, and recognized it as Aang, lying on the ground, burned, before he himself fell to the ground with a heavy thud, several meters away from Aang.

Sokka quickly jumped up to his feet.

"Aang! Come on! We gotta get out of here!" he yelled into Aang's face, but he was left with no response.

Sokka lifted Aang and slumped him onto his back. He sprinted towards the water, Aang rocking on his shoulders.

"Don't worry Aang. I'm gonna get you out of here! I won't be remembered as the guy who left the Avatar to die on a weird...island...thing!"

Veins popped into and out of Zhao's forehead at a rapid rate. His attention no longer remained with the now escaping Avatar, but with the Lion Turtle which had trapped him in purgatory for countless years upon years.

"No spirit's going to stop me yet again!"

The tsunami behind him had stalled, but not completely inching towards the island every second.

You fool. The Avatar's powers cannot be controlled by those with corruption and malevolence.

Zhao spattered back to the voice, "Silence! I am the all-powerful Zhao, and you are nothing but a miserable, old, pathetic creature. I'll kill you like I killed the moon spirit. The only difference is you're not coming back."

The tsunami reached the cliff of the shell.

You will not succeed. The people in this world will never kneel to you, the turtle said, whimpering now.

Zhao smirked. " Well then, I guess I'll have to make some other worlds help."

The ancient being dismissed this comment, and briefly considered what had just happened, as it watched in the corner of its eye Sokka jump off the cliff, Aang still unconscious on his back. Is that boy enough? No, I mustn't doubt him now. He is the only chance in this world now.

And when that thought had passed its mind, water overtook the lion turtle.

Sokka had only managed to swim a couple of meters before he felt water rise below him. He realized he was riding the tsunami.

"WOOHOO!" he screamed wildly, and then glanced down and he noticed he was about 100 feet above the ground.

"Oh, COME ON!" he complained.

Suddenly, Sokka felt the water behind him slowly wind down, and he spotted Katara on the shore, water bending the wave.

Before he could spout another sarcastic comment, he no longer could feel any water below him, and he fell yet again.

Sokka washed up on the shore about 20 seconds later, carrying Aang, and spewing water out of his mouth.

"Sokka! Aang!" Katara called, and she ran up to embrace her brother. "How's he doing?"

"He was knocked out cold when I got to him. I think it might have been caused by the other guy on the island."

"What other guy?" Zuko inquired.

"Eh, I couldn't really make much out, but he had some bushy sideburns and a bunch of burns on his skin."

"It was Zhao," mumbled Aang, opening his eyes. The group all looked towards him, stunned.

"What do you mean it was Zhao!?" Zuko asked. "I watched the ocean spirit drag him into the water. He drowned. He's dead, Aang!"

"He...he took my bending."

For a long while, the only sound that could be heard was the wind whistling and mocking them all.