Yeah, I don't own Avatar, butI own my chair!
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Chapter 2; Aang is Caught
Admiral Zhou smiled and walked through the bushes, "This is my lucky day. The Avatar and Blue Spirit in one place; I'm really going to please Fire Lord Ozai with this."
"Hello! You are outnumbered and outmatched," Sokka said bluntly.
"Who is this again Avatar?" asked Zhou, pointing at Sokka. As Sokka angrily yelled his name at the admiral, 'Zac' attacked the monkey-like firebender and slashed at him with the Dao swords. Aang kept the man in place with air manipulation, and Sokka imitated Zac, using his boomerang like a sword. Zhou retaliated with fiery blasts, and Sokka was surprised to see that these did not seem to concern Zac at all. They always seemed to veer off course at the last second before hitting the masked warrior.
Zhou managed to grab Aang, but the avatar kicked him in the happy place. This was greeted with howls of pain and the firebender running off.
'Zac' turned to Aang and said, "Why did, Jet was it, want Sokka's sister?"
"He and she had a short romance. Then it ended when he tired to free a town of firebender occupation by flooding it."
'Zac' cocked his head, "Who would be free? Everyone would be dead!"
"That's what I said!" Sokka interjected, "but, thanks to me, everyone in the town got out safely."
"So the guy is still obsessed with your sister?"
"Yeah Zac. And my sister's name is Katara," Sokka said, "Now how do we save her?"
"Can you guys save me!" shouted Aang, who was being held and tightly bound by Longshot. Zac and Sokka had been too busy talking to notice.
"Jet said since the Fire Nation wants you alive, you need to be the opposite," the boy said dully. Then there was a flurry of smoke. Aang was gone.
"Aang!" yelled Sokka.
Before he realized he had, Zac yelled, "AVATAR!" Sokka stared at him and stuttered, "Y-you s-ound-d j-just l-l-like Z-Zuko."
"I know, I am," he said and removed his mask. Sokka stared like an idiot for a minute, then threw his boomerang. Zuko caught it and twirled it carelessly in his hand as he said, "Now, seeing as how I know that this is important to you, so if you want it back, you're going to listen."
"I'm not helping you catch Aang!"
"That's rather obvious Sokka. But let's review the facts. One, the avatar and Katara, your sister, are being held by a group of what appear to be semi-crazed boys. Two, they apparently want to kill Aang, something neither of us wants. And three, we need to rescue Aang and your sister," Zuko stated as he watched Sokka seethe with anger. Zuko knew the feeling well.
Sokka glared at Zuko suspiciously, "Why do you want to rescue my sister?"
"You're not the only one with a little sister."
"You have a sister? Holy cow, you don't seem the type to have a sibling."
"Shut it water-boy. I always hated it when boys hit on my sister, Zula, and she was voluntary in it. Do you have any idea how mad that makes someone? Well I think you're a little better off, at least Katara dislikes, maybe hates, Jet. You won't have to try and break them up."
"HE STILL HAS MY SISTER!" Sokka yelled, deciding Zuko was a good enough target for rage, "WHO KNOWS WHAT THAT FREAK WILL DO, AND I NEED TO GET HER BACK BEFORE HE DOES IT!"
Zuko still looked impassive, "Fine, we'll do a little sibling-recon. On one condition."
"What sort of condition?" Sokka asked suspiciously.
Zuko pulled his mask on, "That you and your friends will act as though this never happened, it won't change a thing after it's over."
"So you'll just go back to chasing Aang?"
"Yes, the truce is only momentary. I'll give you all an hour or two's head start; then I'm right on your tails again."
Sokka stared at Zuko's extended hand. He knew that this was an okay enough deal, so shook and said, "Fine, truce. Now give me back my boomerang!"
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