Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar, Rush by Ally and AJ, Where is the Love by the Black Eyed Peas, and anything else I forgot to mention.
There is a section on September 11, 2001 in here, and I'll point it out to all of you who want to skip it. It'll be surrounded by the &&'s.
Wow. I looked at my last chapter after I published it, and I'm like, "Oh my gosh! My editing is utroshious! (sp?)" Sorry about that guys. Sorry if you had a hard time reading that! Oh, last week's game, we lost 37-3. Yea. Bad. And at half time it was 6-3. Ugh. Also! ASTRO'S ARE GOING TO THE WORLD SERIES! WHOOOO!My entire school was pumped about it, except some random kids, but for the most part, yea, we're ready for tomorrow! BRING 'EM ON! GRRRR!
Who saw the new episode!It was totally awesome, and Zhao looksmore like a monkey than ever, althoughI think they got a new person for his voice...It was both funny, and it had lots of drama. At least to me. Anyways,I could go on forever about it! ButI can't, so here are the reviews! Wow! Lot's this time!
Plu the Draug- I'm glad you like it so far. Welcome aboard the ship! And I will be writing more, see below.
SeethingxShadows- I would've signed "Asshole" but my mom doesn't like that word, and she reads these chapters too, so I can't really keep anything from her. The reason she had a constipation thing in her bag is because she was going to give it to Pavan during one of their sailing trips to make him miserable, but forgot about it eventually. And forgot it was in there! Halloween's just around the corner, my friend, you might want to decide soon. I'm going to be a Fire Princess person. With a cape and such. I make due with my supplies and forward them to Avatar.
FireGurl107- I'm glad you liked that. I was hoping someone would. Zhao is hurting in my story, and in the episode. Hehehehe. I'm not telling squat except what you see above this shout out.
Confused Cat- Like the name, and Welcome aboard. It's so fun seeing new faces around here...or names anyway. I would love to help you understand. Ok, her father abandoned her when she was 9, but I can't say more than what's been said yet, that will all unravel in chapter 18. The entire story of it all that is. Does that help any? I hope it does. I just don't want to spoil it for all you guys. And I won't get the chance to show what happens to Zhao. Just know that he suffers miserably for a few days, but it will be brought up again, and he'll get his revenge on her, or try to anyway, in story 3.
lensgirlfriend- Yes, I like the movie Holes as well. Well, at least the music part. I do like the movie as a whole as well, but I must say it is different from the book (I read the book first). By the way, Welcome to Zuko's ship!
monkaybrains127- 1. Thank you for that, 2. You are loved! (again, not in the freaky way) 3. Thank you again, and 4. Thanks yet again. Thanks for reviewing!
Lin13- That party sounds awesome, even if it was depressing, it sounds awesome. "Filleted with a herring" you do realize that "Filleted" means fish I think, correct? But that's an awesome thing you said. I love different opinions. If you could do something to the jerk, besides what you've already done in your story, what would you do? Ya, I know about the fight thing, but luckily, it's fiction! Plus, I needed an action scene in here, cause there wasn't enough on my standards, so you guys got a non-scientific fic! WHOOO! GO FICTION! Ya, I'm hyped up on water at 10:30 at night, so I may be a little weird. Also, who get's hyper off of water? ME! YAY! (rambles off page)
elf of rohan- I'm glad you thought it was funny. Like I said earlier, I love different opinions. By the way, also it's "Kabira", not "Kabrina" just so you know. Kabira's just having a few little memory problems, that's all.
starchic- Thank you for your opinion, and vote.
Okay, news! One Day will be coming out the week of Thanksgiving break. Long ways, right? Wrong. This story, One Night,won't be done until the last week in October, which is very soon, andI'm relating it to real-life time again. So...that means after this chapter, only 4 more chapters! I'm only going to chapter 19, but there will be some major updates in the next 2 weeks,from trying to get this finishedon time, so watch out!And yes, it's almost done...you guys are all like"whaaa!" I will tell you though there will be at least 3 stories in this series, maybe more, I just haven't decided yet. Anywayz, I'm sure all of you are tired of me rambling, so here it is, Chapter 15!
Again, one more thing, I do the slap-hand-to-chest thing here, so sorry in advance if that offends anyone. Argh, I'm dizzy! Now, on with the show!
Chapter 15- The Ice Princess Returns
I woke up the next day, all healed. It had been a couple of days since the "accident", and I'd been in the infirmary the entire time. Now I was free to go. So, first I went to the galley.
I walked in, and by the time I was halfway there, I spotted Iroh and Ji. I walked over to them and sat down, laying my head on the table, my hair falling all around me and in my face. I was still in shock of it all. "I can't believe that happened. That I did that." I felt a hand on my shoulder, and looked up to see it was Iroh.
"It's quite alright!" he said, chuckling to himself. "Just glad to see how good you're feeling." I smiled at him as I took my hair behind my ear. Then, Prince Ponytail walked into the room. I got up from my seat and curtseyed to him.
"My Prince," Iroh and Ji chuckled. Zuko looked up. "I am now your servant for the next 2 months. What is my first task?" He pushed past me and took a seat next to his uncle.
I looked dumbfounded at him, but then sat down next to him. "Because of the certain circumstances…I'll think about whether you will owe me or not." I squealed and hugged him. He drew back away from me, but I held on, finally to be pushed away by him. The two older men laughed at us. I smiled, and Zuko acted like he didn't care, but I could tell he was smiling on the inside.
"Now, Prince Zuko. Which way would you like to head next for the capture of the Avatar?" Ji asked, rolling out a map that had obviously been sitting next to him.
"Well, Lieutenant Ji, I was thinking-" he began, but was cut off my none other than- -
"You really think you're going to capture him?" Ji gave me a death glare. Iroh tried to stop me, but I kept going. "Dude! You've been searching for 2 years, and he's escaped you like a million times! If you were going to catch him, don't you think you'd already have done that?" then I made my hand limp, and slapped it to my chest, rolling my eyes.
I swung my legs around so that I was facing away from the table, as Iroh asked, "What does that mean?" he was talking rather hesitant. (Oh lord! I'm talking like Iroh now!) I started walking towards the door, and when I was just about there, Iroh said, "Miss Kabby?"
"It means stupid." I said, and screamed as Zuko bounded up and out of his chair towards me. I heard Iroh and Ji chuckling to one another as I left in a rush. For me, it was all for fun, but for Zuko, it was because of rage.
We raced through the long hallways of the ship, the candles glowing brighter as I passed, and settling down again, so it was like a haunted house when the light grows brighter then darker again. We passed a few soldiers, mostly the ones with the masks, and each time we barely dodged him. One soldier just about had a fit. I was laughing the entire time, trying to keep from getting cramps from not breathing much. A few times, I felt Zuko touch the fabric of my skirt or top, but I'd run faster and soon lose him.
At first, he was yelling my name, but soon his rage had disappeared, and I heard him laughing, but it was still a hollow laugh. Not as full as most boys his age was. It felt like forever that we were running through the metal corridors, my legs beginning to strain, but then I got to the bottom of the stairs, and saw a faint shimmer of light ahead. The same light of the real world. I leapt up them 2 at a time, now totally out of breath from laughing and running at the same time,finally coming to the top and being blinded by the light. I slowed considerably when my feet hit the deck, and put my hands up to my face to block the light from my eyes. When I had gotten used to it, I walked over to the railing and looked around, breathing heavily still. We were going full speed (the ship), and so there was a cool wind in my face. I still got the chill bumps though, and so I hugged my folded arms to my body. I was still breathing heavily from lack of breath as my eyes fell on somethingon shore (we were passing by an island with a village located on the shore).
I soon heard Zuko's pounding feet reach the deck, then they stopped and slowly made their way over to where I was standing, fingering the chipping paint off the rail as I looked at the shore of the island. He finally stopped next to me and looked at where I was looking too.
The village had been completely destroyed; with the exception of an occasional blackened wooded raft or structure thathad beenholding up the building at some point. The entire village was like this: either ash, or a random wood piece sticking up somewhere.
"Ya know something?" I looked up into his eyes. All the laughter we had shared earlier was now gone from our eyes. I could tell the sight hurt him a little too. "I have lived through war almost my whole life, and I've never seen a battle scene." I looked back at the island that we had almost completely passed now. "War is real then, huh?" He let me do the talking, being silent and all, as we stared back out to the sea as we saw the now setting sun in the distance.
Later that night, around 7:30 or so, I saw Zuko step into my room out of my peripheral vision. I had been looking at my journal pictures on my bed while listening to my ipod, but I looked up as he entered, pausing my music, and taking the earpieces out. I gave him a questioning look, seeing as I didn't want to talk much at the moment.
"I just thought you should know, I've decided to drop the 'servant thing for 2 months'. Just so you know." He said shyly. I knew it was taking him a lot of energy to say this, and so I nodded. He began to leave, but I stopped him.
"Zuko." He turned around to face me. "You remember the war I was talking about earlier?" he nodded in response to my question. "You want to see what started it?"
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He sat down slowly next to me on my bed. I didn't even have to flip through pages to get to the page I was talking about; I was already there. I pointed to a picture of a plane crashing into a skyscraper, creating a ton of black smoke and fire. The next one was of the first tower on fire, and a plane headed straight on for the next one. The next I pointed to was of people on the ground looking up, with the two now burning towers in the background, with horrified looks of their faces. Then, there was one pictureof hundreds of Fire Fighters running into the smoke after the towers had collapsed. "These are our heroes and warriors." I said softly, pointing to them, and turned the page.
On this page, it had a picture of yet another plane crashing into a building in a pentagon shape, and the ruins of a plane in a field. I looked up at him. I could feel tears forming in my eyes, but I wouldn't let them show through on the outside. "That November, war was declared on the people's countries that did this. It was called, 'The War on Terror' and it's still going on. My cousin, Jason, is fighting in it now." I looked down at my pictures, and Zuko was silent. "There's even a song…if you want to listen, that is." He nodded, and I fit the earpieces in his ear. I turned the ipod wheel to the correct song, and pressed 'play'.
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"Ahhh!" Zuko moaned. I heard some loud drums playing and lyrics, and I quickly knew what the problem was. He took out an ear –piece, and yelled at me as I turned the volume down. "What was that for!"
"Sorry. Just, please. Try again." I sighed and he hesitantly put the piece back in, and I pressed 'play' once again. This time there wasn't any screaming, just calmness as he listened to the song.
What's wrong with the world, mama
People livin' like they ain't got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma
Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin'
In the USA, the big CIA
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK
But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And when you hate then you're bound to get irate, yeah
Badness is what you demonstrate
And that's exactly how a n works and operates
N, you gotta have love just to set it straight
Take control of your mind and meditate
Let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'all
People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love
The love, the love
It just ain't the same, always unchanged
New days are strange, is the world insane
If love and peace is so strong
Why are there pieces of love that don't belong
Nations droppin' bombs
Chemical gasses fillin' lungs of little ones
With the ongoin' sufferin' as the youth die young
So ask yourself is the lovin' really gone
So I could ask myself really what is goin' wrong
In this world that we livin' in people keep on givin'
in
Makin' wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends
Not respectin' each other, deny thy brother
A war is goin' on but the reason's undercover
The truth is kept secret, it's swept under the rug
If you never know truth then you never know love
Where's the love, y'all, come on (I don't know)
Where's the truth, y'all, come on (I don't know)
Where's the love, y'all
People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love
The love, the love
I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I'm gettin' older, y'all, people gets colder
Most of us only care about money makin'
Selfishness got us followin' our own direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images is the main criteria
Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria
Kids act like what they see in the cinema
Yo', whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness in equality
Instead in spreading love we spreading animosity
Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' under
That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' down
There's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' under
Gotta keep my faith alive to lovers bound
People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and you hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
And would you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
'Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love (Love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
Where is the love (The love)
I mouthed the words as Zuko listened. When I knew he got to the chorus, I knew he was lost in his memories. And with that song, who wouldn't be? It was a great song. The song that described how I felt about the world. About all of humanity, and I could tell that Zuko could see where they were coming from, and that he understood the pain thatthe group was talking about in the song, even if he didn't know what a 'cinema' was.
When I knew the song was over, he took the earpieces out of his ears, and stared at me for a few minutes. We stared deeply into each other's eyes for the longest time, finding everything about the other out (well, almost everything), understanding the pain each was going through, and then, we both leaned over and hugged the other at the same time, the song repeating dully in the background.
Dearest Journal,
I'm not sure what the date is now, but I'm sure it's somewhere around the middle of October. It's been weeks since I've written in here, I know, but a lot has been happening. Zuko and my friendship has now blossomed, ever since I showed him my pictures of the war where I live, and I'm pretty sure that's all it is…for now anyway. I'd like to be something more, but I don't want to ruin the friendship, you know? He's been giving me Fire Bending lessons now; Iroh's basically given up teaching me, and has now handed over the job to Zuko. And even though I want to go on to harder stuff, it's still fun to learn with Zuko teaching me, and torturing him at the same time. That's always fun to do.
We've had a few more Music Nights since I last wrote in you, the guys getting more and more anxious for it. I think it's because they want me to sing so badly. That makes me feel all warm and fuzzily on the inside. It's an awesome feeling, I must say. I've been working on my skates quite a bit. During Zuko's lesson with Iroh and Ji, I'll work on them, while also watching Zuko train. He'll be a wonderful Fire Lord someday. I just know it. Just with the way he handles himself, and that's surprising, especially with all that he's gone through. Then again, look at what I've gone through, and look at me now. I don't mean to brag on myself, but look at me now!
We're stopping at a port tomorrow, later in the day though, and I'm hoping to try my skates there. Maybe I can get Zuko to watch as well! That'd be nice. Anyway, life here has been good, and I pray that my family's life has been okay as well. Please protect them, I don't know what I'd do if I lost this family as well. As always, Kabira.
"Come on, Zuko! Let's go!" I yelled as I pulled a very reluctant Fire Prince after me. The day had finally come where I was going to get back on my skates, after more than a month since I'd left my world behind. I'd practiced the moves that I could do without the skates on the ship, and I'd let the rest come out naturally.
"Look. Can't we just…ugh," he tripped over a log on the beach, but soon reclaimed himself, "…can't we just slow down a little?"
"No! I've got to find the perfect place before we set sail again, otherwise I'll miss the chance until the next time we stop!" I kept dragging him, knowing it would aggravate him. My skates were in one hand, dangling by the laces, and his armored arm in the other.
"As Prince Zuko of the Fire Nation, I order you to stop!" he jerked his arm out of my grasp, and stood there fuming. I turned slowly around, and folded my arms across my chest, and gave him a "get-down-to-earth" look. A "you're-not-the-only-one-in-this-world-you-know" look. He knew that didn't fly with me, so he sighed and looked around, cooling himself off. "Sorry." He apologized quietly. He still wasn't completely used to my attitude yet. And how long had it been? Almost 2 months since Ihadcome across his boat?
"It's okay." I said, turning back to the water, and continuing my search. I heard him groan behind me, but I could hear his feet shuffling through the sand, so I knew he was following me. "Here we go!" I finally announced after some more walking.
"You can barely see the ship!" he said aggravated at me, while I put my homemade skates on.
"So?" I asked and he shot a flame ball out of his fist and into the air.
"What if we need something?"
"Like what?"
"Like you get hurt."
"I won't get hurt."
"How do you know?"
"Because I've done this a thousand times before. It'll be okay." This argument went on while I stood up and slowly made my way over to the water's edge.
"You're an idiot!" I glared at him, but then turned my attention to the water.
I stuck my hand out over the shore, where the waves were gently hitting the land, and let my powers flow. Ice began to form, to both Zuko and mine's amazement. I smiled as the process grew faster, but steadily faster. I looked back at Zuko, smiling widely, and he just looked at me like I was crazy.
"Wish me luck." I said as I stepped out onto the ice and pushed off from the shore. All I had to do was think about freezing the water, and it did it, only on a very fast scale as I picked up speed. Soon, I was going with the wind, doing crossed legged spins (1) (it had taken me months to improve this move), sit spins, and some less complicated ones once I had gotten tired of all the speed. I could feel the freedom flowing through my body once more, once I was out there again. It was the most wonderful feeling; it was like you were flying or floating in your own mind. My mind began to "sing" the lyrics to Rush by Ally and AJ as I was doing my short routine.
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Zuko was watching all her movements from the shore, all the graceful arcs, and turns, and spins. It's like she's an angel… he thought to himself.
She was out there for a while, and then Zuko began to notice a change in her behavior. It was like each movement was strained. It wasn't graceful any more; it was more like she was in pain. Then, she dropped to the ground, or ice rather.
"KABIRA!" Zuko yelled, but there was no sign of movement from the lump in the distance that made up the girl. He wanted to get out there somehow and help, but he knew that his armor would weigh him down if he tried to swim out there, but before he could think of a plan, an ice path slowly came forward and stopped at the shore. He thought about it, the path was only a few feet wide, and ice was slippery, but he'd take that chance. He climbed onto it, getting his feel first, and then he slowly but steadily made his way over to his friend.
When he got there, there wasa circle with her in the middle of it and about a10-foot diameter of ice making up the circle. He was able to get down on his hands and knees and roll her over.
"Kabira? Kabira!" he whispered, softly slapping her face so that she'd show some kind of movement.
"Ugh. If you want me to move, just tell me." She moaned, and Zuko sighed a sigh of relief. "Ahhh. It hurts so bad!"
"What's wrong?" he helped her into a sitting position.
"Cramp major." He looked at her. "Breathing cramp. I didn't get enough air into my lungs apparently." Zuko nodded, understanding-like, and picked her up bridal-style. "What are you doing?" she asked.
"Well, you're in no condition to walk, or skate rather." He said this and she smiled. Then, there was a pause. "Kabira?"
"Mmm?" she voiced, her eyes closed, and her head against his chest.
"If you want to get back onto the ship, we need a larger path."
"Oh. Right." She said, and the path got larger without her opening her eyes. Zuko looked down at her face, contorted with pain, but he still thought she was beautiful. Then, he began walking towards the shore slowly, but surely, back to the ship.
(1.)Crossed Legged Spin- you have your legs crossed, while spinning in a circle (you're standing in the "up" position). It sounds easier than it is. A lot of people can't do it right away, or even at all.
(2.)Sit Spin- the free leg is pointed out in front of the body with the toe pointed out while you spin in a seated position.
Okay, I'm putting together a documentary for my next story, so if you would be so kind as to submit questions that you would like answered by the characters or for me (no love questions please), just state the question, and who it's for, and I'll get it done! Thanks! Hope you liked, o-dragon.
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