A/N: I'm still alive! This chapter is more filler than anything because I have no idea how to write the next chapter. I hope it's alright and please review thxxx

Also Jet thinks Zuko's name is Lee. Just FYI.

Lee soon had a new prisoner to join him in the hold. The girl was young and small, with green eyes that stared sightlessly.

But any thought of pitying her or treating her gently was quickly put out of Jet's mind as she escaped his grip to punch him hard on the nose.

He gripped her wrists tighter and regarded her coolly. The throbbing pain in the middle of his face distracted him as he wondered whether it was time to put guards by that door. Who knows what would happen when he threw this pirate in there with the exiled prince?

Or at least that's what he thought. How many people had a scar like that? If the name was different, no matter. Lots of people changed their name when they settled into piracy or wanted a new life. Names had power, and it was understandable the other man didn't want to give it.

The blue eyed girl was dangerous enough, he mused, spotting her watching the chaos unfold. Her visits down there would have to be stopped. Whispers of a mutiny were starting to reach him. He would have to squash those whispers as soon as possible.

There was no place for rebellion on his ship. Once they got to port he could weed out the traitors, sell the girl and pirate captain into slavery, and collect the bounty various people had placed on Zuko's head.

He would leave the Earth Kingdom port a very wealthy man.

"Throw her in the hold," he said, pushing the girl into Gonzo. "I want you and Longshot to guard that door 24/7. Take shifts with other crew members, I don't care. Just as long as no one who's not supposed to go in doesn't. And let me know if they mention anything… interesting," Jet added in a lower voice.

They were valuable, but control over this ship was worth more. Any talk of overthrowing him, and he would personally throw Zuko and the green-eyed girl overboard.

He watched the blue-eyed girl out of the corner of his eye, seeing how she reacted to the news of guards. Something was off about her. He just needed to figure out what.

Jet liked being a captain. And no one would get in his way, especially not disgraced princes and criminals.