Chapter 8: Lost And Found

Katara gave a loud yawn, stretching her sore legs from her uncomfortable sleep. "Morning everyone." she mumbled opening her eyes to see a sleeping Sokka. Katara turned to look at Aang, but nothing was there, just a sleeping bag. "What? Where's Aang? Sokka, wake up! Aang's gone!" she panicked, running over to Sokka and shaking his shoulder.

Sokka groaned and pleaded, "Five more minuets mom, I'm having a good dream." Katara growled and shook his shoulder more vigorously, "I don't care if you're having a good dream, now get up!" Sokka groaned again and sat up, opening his tired eyes to see an angry Katara. "You know, you look like a monkey when you're mad." he mumbled sleepily.

Katara ignored Sokka's comment, "Aang's gone." Something in Sokka woke him up, "What? Aang's gone how? Wait…where's that one girl. Umm, what was her name again….oh ya! Ciara! She's gone too." Katara growled angrily, "She must have taken Aang away. That means she must be working with the Fire Nation! We got to find him!"

Katara quickly got up and started packing everything up, loading it on the large flying bison, Appa. The bison looked at them and gave them a sloppy lick on the face.

"Gross, Appa. You need a breath mint." Sokka exclaimed, whipping the saliva off himself. Katara was already on Appa's back, motioning Sokka to steer. Sokka sighed, "Why do I have to steer? It's always me." Sokka climbed on and grabbed the reins, "Ascend. Fly. Rise. Go." Sokka sighed again, seeing that Appa wasn't going to do anything, "Come on Appa, don't you want to save Aang?" Appa gave a small roar, but seemed uninterested. Katara growled and took the reins, "Yip, yip."

Appa soon elevated up in the air, catching a current and following the water's direction. So far it was heading north, and they should soon see a Fire Nation's ship. Sokka mumbled angrily, "I knew it was 'Yip, yip.' I was just testing you."

Hours passed, and soon they saw a trail of thick smoke. "Fire Nation." Katara mumbled, seeing a black ship not to far away. Appa descended slowly, soon at the side of the ship, concealed by the hull of the ship. Katara and Sokka jumped on board, glad to see that none of the guards were on duty. Katara looked at Appa and whispered softly to him, "Go and rest, we'll call you when we need help." Appa yawned and flew away, smelling some fruit not to far away.

Sokka looked around with narrow eyes, suddenly realizing that something wasn't right. "Katara, something isn't right." he whispered, turning around to see Katara squirming underneath a guard's strong arm. Sokka yelped, feeling an arm wrap around his neck tightly. Zuko walked slowly toward the two, an arrogant grin playing on his face, "Well, well, well. If it isn't the waterbender and the sissy boy. It seems today is my lucky day…you can join your friend in my prison hold. I'm sure my father would love to have three heads hanging on his wall." Sokka's eyes widened, his voice cracking, "I don't want my head to hang on a wall…and what do you mean by sissy boy?" Zuko raised an eyebrow, "You already answered your question, bravo, I guess your not that much of an idiot."

Sokka and Katara were thrown into the cell next to Aang's. "Hey guys!" Aang smiled, waving his hand. Katara groaned and sat down on the cold floor, "Hey Aang." Sokka growled, "That spoiled brat called be a sissy boy! That is so not true." Aang grimaced and replied, "Uh, no offense Sokka, but you really are a sissy boy."