Aang POV
"Aang" Katara pointed out to the horizon. I turned to look at her. Her braids blowing back in the wind, and her bright blue eyes glowing. Then I turned around and saw Saka sleeping, snoring of course. Turning back to where Katara was pointing, he drew in a sharp breath. Riding on Apa, we could see that only a few miles ahead, lay the Fire Nation's ship, guarding the only entrance to the temple in the North Pole. "There's no way we can sneak by. They have probably already seen us, waiting to attack."
"Saka" I shook him vigorously. "Saka wake up!"
"No more berries, Momo," he mumbled deliriously.
I sighed. "Yip-yip", and Apa flew above the clouds, out of the Fire Nation's sight.
"Now what?" Katara said under her breath, almost whispering.
I looked around. We could try flying over them, but the chance of us making it unnoticed was slim. There was no way we could fight them. There was a whole army aboard. Katara just stared at me, while I thought. I took a deep breath. "Yip-yip" and Apa soared above the clouds, approaching the ship.
By now, Saka was awake. "What's going on?" he groaned sleepily.
"Shhh!" Katara warned, and pointed below them.
"There he is! The avatar" Prince Zuko cried out!
"Bring down the bison" he commanded in his loud booming voice.
Following his commands, the army flung fireballs into the air, aiming for Apa. There was no way they could escape now. They were surrounded.
"Look out!" the Avatar screamed, controlling Apa to avoid the fireballs. But they weren't fast enough. One fireball hit Apa's foot, and down they went, plowing down like a bird that was just shot, towards the water.
They were surprised by a cold splash of water, as the three of them, and Apa sunk to the bottom of the ocean.
"Get them! Now! All of them but leave the bison!" Zuko continued to take control. As his army jumped into the water, retrieving the unconscious Avatar and his friends, Apa fell to the bottom, taking his last breath.