OH MY GOD! I saw the scariest thing...A Zuko x Sokka Fan fic! -dies- lol, I think it is scary anyways...
Well, I split the chapter up because I seriously needed to break them up somehow...Good thing these are going up on the same day, otherwise you would probably all kill me...If anyone is even reading...xD I sincerely hope atleast one person is going to stick through my story to the end! I have almost the whole plot in my mind! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA -coughs-
And, I just realized that we've never seen a female Airbender...-starts thinking- ARE THEY BALD!
Anyways, in order to encourage you people to review, you shall all be given muffins if you do!
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender or anyone mentioned in the show -starts praying for a miracle-
Chapter 1: Patterns - Part II
Zuko sat cross-legged in a completely silent room. Well, silent except for his breathing of course. He needed to focus, before another encounter with the Avatar, which meditation helped him do. But, although that was the purpose of meditation, his mind was wandering. He thought of two years ago, the day he had lost his honor, his home, and gained a scar.
"Zuko," a concerned uncle said, "Why did you challenge him to the Agni-Kai? You have yet to master your basics, and you have challenged a master!"
"I know uncle, but I must fight." 14 year-old Prince Zuko looked out across the ocean. He looked much older than his age though. "I must fight for the right reasons..."
Iroh looked at his nephew and said, "You are growing up a little too fast my Prince." Sighing, Iroh continued, "You must begin preperations...We must get you ready for what may be the most important fight of your life young Prince."
Zuko nodded, fully understanding his uncle's words. "What must I do uncle?"
"Meditate, train...There is not much for you to do that would have any effect," he said while turning to the young Prince. "You must believe in yourself Zuko, or you will never win."
"I will not lose uncle."
A knock on the door disturbed the Prince from his thoughts. It was more of a banging really, than a knock. "What news of the Avatar?"
"Sir, the Avatar's bison has been spotted."
This caused Zuko to jump up. The candles behind him, flared dangerously. "Do not lose sight of them!"
The door was open now, and it was at this time that Iroh decided to walk in. "Nephew, I assume you have already heard of the sighting. Might I suggest a course of action?"
Zuko could barely refrain himself from rolling his eyes, but he nodded. This was very unlike him at the time...
"My suggestion is: to let the Avatar and his companions reach their destination."
"WHAT? We have the perfect opportunity to shoot down the bison and take the Avatar into custody!" Zuko glowered at his uncle, but did not start shouting yet. His voice, oddly enough, was almost calm.
"It is a reason of your own Prince Zuko...Or so, I believe you have created. Letting the Avatar reach his destination, may lull him into a false sense of security. We will arrive the day he does, and attack during the night. If assumed correctly, they will not be expecting an assault. But, we must stay out of sight..."
Zuko looked at his uncle suspiciously and almost smiled. Turning, he looked at the map hanging on the wall. It seemed, even while meditating, Prince Zuko always kept his mind on the Avatar.
Iroh took Zuko's silence as a personal victory. Usually, his nephew barely listened to Iroh's suggestions. Or, even worse, started to throw fire at him for even disturbing the Prince. "I'll tell the helmsman nephew. You shall be updated periodically."
Nodding, Prince Zuko went back to thinking of his uncle's plan. It was true, that was what Zuko originally had in mind, but he had not thought it out as carefully (as it seems) uncle Iroh did. Smiling to himself, Zuko returned to his meditation. As it seems, he also returned to his past.
The sun was almost down on the horizon, as the warriors prepared for the Agni-Kai. Prince Zuko knelt on one knee, bare-footed and bare-chested. His fist was planted on the ground. "Nephew, remember your basics. They are your greatest weapon." (1)
"I will not lose," the Prince repeated for about the fifth time that day. He said it in his mind over and over, as if believing it would make it true. "And, you are wrong uncle."
"How so my little Prince?"
Ignoring the 'little' part, Zuko responded, "The basics are not my greatest weapon. My passion, and reason to fight is." Raising his head, he continued, "That so called 'Master' fights to please my father. Although it is true I wish to please him, I must make my opinion clear."
Iroh smiled sadly, hearing his nephew's words. Many times during the past years he had thought to himself, 'My nephew is too grown-up for his own good.' "I believe in you, Prince Zuko," Iroh said as Zuko stood up to face his opponent.
To make things worse than they were, his father was there as well. His opponent didn't look to happy to be there. For all it was worth, Zuko didn't feel any better. Calling across the arena, the 'Master' made it clear, "If you do not back down now my Prince, I will be forced to-"
Zuko cut him off, "I will not back down." (2)
The two got into fighting position, Prince Zuko's opponent speaking no longer. A gong (ummm...couldn't think of another word) was heard from across the arena, and the first flame was thrown...
Coming back to the present, Zuko realised that the candle flames were dangerously high. Shaking his head, he got up and headed towards the deck. Maybe some fresh air would chase away his memories...
Aang, Katara, and Sokka all awoke to the same feeling. It was the feeling of being watched. They tried to make mild conversation, to 'shoo' the feeling away. But, it just kept returning. And when it returned, it was always a little bit stronger than before.
That was, until they spotted land. Sokka, with his one-track mind, asked, "You think there's food on that island?" He rubbed his stomach, almost as if to emphasize his hunger.
Aang almost burst out laughing, as Katara remained (shall I say) serious. She responded, "Gee Sokka, I don't think there's food there. There are only hundreds of different species of life on the island. I don't think that ANY of them are edible." This just provoked the laughter. Aang doubled over he was laughing so hard.
"Good one Katara," he said, hiccuping he laughed so much.
Sokka grumbled something about sisters as the trio prepared to land.
(1) xD Sound familiar? I couldn't think of anything else, and it fit perfectly!
(2) Hmmm...That sounds familiar too...O yeah! The episode with Horu (I think that's how you spell it) and the fake fight...That was SOOO hillarious.
It's fixed! -dances-
