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A.N. : I am SO sorry for not updating this story. I was really busy writing my Harry Potter story and my Sick Inside story. Anyways, here is the next chapter!

After school ended, Aang ran as fast as possible from the school before Zuko or Azula could find him. There were rumors in school that he was on the gang's find and kill list. Aang didn't feel like finding out if these rumors were true. As he walked around the streets, he randomly put up posters on poles and walls. The outskirts of the town were deceiving. Aang's first impression that the town looked nice was far from the truth. In reality, the stores were and houses were quiet, bleak, and many were in bad shape. He occasionally saw some people walking around. Many kept their heads down and stayed quiet. Aang proceeded on until he heard loud voices. He looked around and noticed an inn farther up the road on the left. The sign called it The Pioneer Inn. Curiosity got the best of him, as he headed up the road to the inn's entrance. It looked more like a bar than anything. Without thinking, he entered. Nobody even glanced up. "Wow!" thought Aang, "I am allowed in inns here!"

He walked up to the bar and sat down. The guy next to him was obviously drunk, so Aang kept a wary eye on him. The bar tender walked up. "What'll it be?"

Aang gasped, "Kids drink in here?"

"Only if they have the money to pay for it."

"Do you have any mountain dew?"

The man snorted, "Course, let me get one." He then walked away. Aang threw the money on the table in front to him, and waited for the bar tender to return

The man next to him was drinking the thirteenth drink he had had since Aang had arrived. And he was drunk before that too.

Suddenly, the bar men returned and handed Aang the soda and his change. Then Aang was struck with an idea, "Hey, could I hang this on your bulletin board." He then showed him one of his posters.

The bar men grunted, "Follow me."

Aang was about to when suddenly a bunch of kids stormed through the doors. None that he knew, but Aang knew that they were members of Zuko's gang just by looking at them. They all sat down and ordered various beers, whiskey, wine, and even one wanted a martini. The bar men moved away from Aang and hurriedly pulled out the drinks. Aang was shocked. These underaged kids were drinking alcohol! He rose and began to move away to the door quietly. He failed, as one shouted, "Oi you! What the hell are you doing here? This is our inn."

Aang turned around to face them, "Sorry. I'm new here I-"

"That's no excuse! I know who you are! You're that Aang kid. Trying to break the gang code?"

Aang sighed, "Just let me leave and I'll never come back."

A second kid laughed, "You are still going to be punished!"

Aang gasped as the first boy pulled out a knife. He rushed at Aang. Aang twirled to the side, but another boy grabbed him. Quick as a flash, Aang grabbed the gang member's arm and threw him over his shoulder effortlessly. He heard the shoulder joint pop out of position. The boy lay on the ground moaning. Aang looked around. Nobody was coming to his rescue. The adults either didn't care, were too scared, or were so drunk they had no idea what was going on. Once again, Aang was outnumbered.

Aang did the one thing that made sense. He ran. Luckily, the boys all stayed behind with their fallen comrade. After he had grabbed his backpack on the way out, Aang ran for over ten minutes before taking a breather. The backpack was heavy on his shoulder for some reason. He took it off and looked inside. There was a note, a bag, and a large box. Aang quickly opened the box. Inside was a 9mm handgun. Aang shuddered. He had never handled a real gun before. He had had some basic training with plastic guns to get his black belt in Ju Jitsu. Now he had a real deadly weapon in his hands. He carefully set it down and reached for the bag. Inside was a large box of ammo, and three wads of 100 bills. Aang shuddered again. Some one had put this in his pack while he was fighting. Maybe they left their name in the note.

Aang flipped open the note. It read:

I am the bar tender in the Pioneer Inn. Everybody calls me Mr. D, so you can call me that as well. I will post the poster, but I have a request. When the classes start, can you allow me and several other adults join as well. Maybe separate children and adult classes? Anyway, I swear that we are good people. Though there is much evil in this town, there is good too. I feel that you and the dojo may be the last hope for this town. Enclosed is money that can be used in the dojo. I got it for helping some drug dealers. Hopefully, it will be more useful in your hands. The gun is for your own protection. Always carry it when you are walking in the town. You never know when you will run into Zuko, Azula, or Ozai's cronies. Good luck!

Mr. D

Aang sighed, "I hate this. Everybody seems to be counting on me. I am only 15!"

He then checked his watch. It was almost 5. He had to hurry if he was to arrive on time. Before he ran off though, he loaded the gun and slipped it into a side pocket in his backpack within easy reach.

I hope you liked it. For those who didn't, sorry. Oh and I am not sure that inns let kids in or not. The Pioneer Inn is the main inn in my town, and they don't want kids in there. If I am wrong and they are usually allowed in, again sorry for my ignorance. PLEASE REVIEW!!