Hey everybody! Glad you all liked the Chapter! Hope you all like this one!
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The title speaks for itself, so…here's Chapter 9!
Chapter 9: A letter to the Fire Lord
Captain Zhao was sitting at his desk in his room, pen and paper in hand writing a letter. He had been secluded in his room since the moment with Ryu and Ayaka earlier before. He had, of course, noticed them leave the palace, but to where was none of this concern. His main concern right now was finishing this letter to the Fire Lord. He had promised Fire Lord Ozai that he would write a letter to him as soon as everything was ready. Now, everything was ready for the Fire Lord. All he had to do…was supply the troops. Zhao smiled to himself. Those fools, he thought, they actually think that I'm neutral in their idiotic battle? They're even stupider than I thought if they believe me. And they want me to rule their kingdom alongside their daughter. Ha! I'll kill her as soon as I'm done with the rest of her family. That brother of hers is starting to get on my nerves. He actually believes that he could protect her from me. Little does he know he can't even protect himself from me. He's almost as stubborn as the Fire Lord's spoiled son, Zuko. All these thoughts he put into writing, except for the last sentence, because Zhao didn't want to be killed when the Fire Lord read this.
There was a knock at the door. Zhao, extremely annoyed, ripped open the door. "What?" he barked. Hisui, the kitchen maiden, who just happened to hate Zhao as much as Ryu and Ayaka did, stood her ground and said, in a voice that clearly showed that she wished him nothing but ill, "The King and Queen want to make sure that you have a comfortable night. They sent me to bring you these," she was holding a stack of comforters and pillows up for him. He took them without saying 'Thank you.' Just as she was about to leave, Zhao asked her, "Do you happen to know where my fiancé is?" Hisui stopped dead in her tracks. Of course she knew where she went. She was the only one whom Ayaka told about, apart from her brother, of her rendezvous' with Zuko. Surely she wouldn't have gone to see him. Not when Captain Zhao is here. She could get into a whole lot of trouble! I could get in a lot of trouble! Her brother could get in a lot of trouble, she thought. Okay, Hisui, stay calm, she told herself, just…lie. Tell him that you have no idea where she is, and he'll leave you alone, she thought.
"Well? Do you know where she is or not?" asked an impatient Zhao. Hisui turned, and said in the same voice, "No. I have no idea where she could be. Goodnight, Captain," and left. Zhao closed the door, put the comforters and pillows down on his bed, and resumed writing his letter. My Lord, he wrote, would you want me to kill all the other inhabitants in the palace? Or would you rather have me enslave them and force them to do your bidding? Just a thought, Zhao. When he was finished, he whistled for his pet hawk, Kowiji. It came through his window and Zhao placed the letter in his mouth. Zhao knew that Kowiji had waited a long time for this moment, and he wasn't going to let anyone stop him. "Kowiji," said Zhao, "you know where to take this. But just to make sure, take it to Fire Lord Ozai. He will be expecting you." With that, Kowiji flew into the air and out the window, determined to make his Master proud. When Kowiji left, Zhao walked to his bed, placed the comforters and pillows on the floor, got in bed, and went to sleep.
At the Fire Lord's Palace
Fire Lord Ozai was in his war room talking to the Fire Nation war soldiers. "My Lord," said one soldier, "we have been waiting for Captain Zhao's letter for days and still no word." An elderly man looked at the young soldier. "Patience, young one. These things take time. It had to be planned first of all. And it's not like we can just barge in and kill them all just like that. We need to know if their guard is off, so we can take them by surprise. The Fire Lord has entrusted Captain Zhao and believes that he will do as he was instructed to do." The young soldier just looked at him, and then turned his attention back to the Fire Lord. "My Lord," he began, but the flames that had risen up into the air cut him off. The soldier had angered the Fire Lord. "SILENCE!" he said. "Captain Zhao has done what was requested of him. Here comes his hawk, Kowiji." And, as if on cue, Captain Zhao's hawk had flown through the open window. The bird flew over the soldiers' heads and to the Fire Lord. It placed the letter into his outstretched hand and left to go sit in its perch. Fire Lord Ozai read the letter and grinned evilly as his eyes zoomed from side to side. When he was finished with it, he spoke. "Everything is set for us, however…there seems to be a problem."
One soldier stood up. "A problem, My Lord?" he asked. "Yes, a problem you imbecile, do you speak English?" snapped the Fire Lord. The soldier quickly sat down and looked at the ground. "It appears that the King and Queen are preparing a masquerade ball for their … "lovely" daughter." There was a pause. When no one spoke, the evil Lord continued. "So I was thinking that perhaps, I could send some of you as spies to tell Zhao when it is time to attack. Agreed?" There was a murmur of "yes, My Lord" in the group of soldiers. "Good," said the Fire Lord. He then raised his goblet and everyone else followed suite. "To the demise of King Kokuyo, Queen Naoki, and their children," he said. Everyone else did and said the same. In his mind, the Fire Lord laughed evilly, thinking about the untimely death that was about to come to the Royal family. Those fools, he thought, they'll have no idea what hit them.
I know, I know, it's short. But it's all I could think of. Hopefully, the next chapter will be longer than this, and it won't take me as long to update this time. Anyway, I hope you like it. Please R&R.