I do not own Avatar; the last Airbender because if I did I really wouldn't be here writing this…
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Chapter Nine – Imagine That
"Oh my god, Sokka, how could I have been so stupid!?!" Katara yelled out frustrated. She pounded her head with her fists, the blows being padded by the thickness of her mittens.
"Katara, calm down! Yelling out me isn't going to help at all. Sheesh." Sokka said obviously annoyed from his sister's lasted outbreak.
"You're right." Katara looked right into Sokka's eyes. "I need to take action. We have to find him."
"Uh, that's really not what I meant, but-" Sokka was interrupted.
"Now Gran Gran said there were footprints leading into and then back out of town. If we follow them then maybe we can get some clues."
Before Sokka could say anything the fourteen-year-old girl quickly grabbed her brother's wrist and was dragging him down the path of the enemies.
They weren't on the path long before they found this first clue…
Meanwhile…A dark shadow was standing above a figure that was kneeling on the floor, his wrists bound together with coils of rope.
"Well, if it isn't my lucky day. I managed to catch a traitor." The shadowed person spoke and laughed slightly.
The shadow walked forward into the light. It was none other than Azula.
"Can we just get this over with, I am truly bored." Mai stated.
"Oh, don't worry. This could get pretty exciting." Azula said covertly.
A guard ushered into the room suddenly.
"Princess Azula, may I have a word?" He said out of breath.
"Yes." She wagged a finger at him beckoning him to come closer. He whispered into her ear the news.
"Well, imagine that. He managed to survive." She looked out the window of the ship. The guard turned to tell the news to Mai.
"Life is just so dull these days." Mai yawned before turning to walkout. Azula bent down to the prisoner.
"Throw him in the prison hold. Give him food and water." She placed her fingers on the prisoner's cheeks turning his head towards her. "Think of it as my treat for such an honorable guest." The traitor grunted at that statement. She snickered softly before turning and leaving him behind, the guard harshly making him stand up.
Back to the South Pole…Sokka and Katara stared at the slightly torn flag fluttering in the cold breeze.
"No…" Katara whispered. Thousands of thoughts ran through her head. Sokka placed his hands on her shoulders. He was as shocked as she was.
The Fire Nation's symbol could be seen clearly.