Recap:

Zuko goes over his past journeys but is soon questioned by his tea-lovin uncle about Zuko's prisoner. Zuko questions his actions and begins to wonder why he brought the rebel instead of killing him.

"But as he slowed down to a walk, the exiled prince began to wonder if that was really why he brought the rebel to his ship."

Chapter Three: Don't Get Lost In Heaven

Jet howled with rage as he was forced to listen to the guards' taunting and teasing. The first few weeks the guards were silent and ignored the rebel leader. But now the guards knew Jet would be staying longer and they took advantage of the situation. The guards were now glued to Jet's sufferings and stabbed his broken pride and spirit with their harsh words. The guards' laughter echoed throughout the prison-hold with glee and pure bliss. Jet clenched his hands into tight fists and soon felt his fingernails pierce his skin. Warm blood traveled down slowly and formed a small pool in the inside of his vein-bulging fists. Already his right eye twitched every few seconds or so as he felt himself enter a world of madness.

However a single word that stopped the dark laughter and Jet's blind actions, which were now shushed and still was, "Enough." All eyes moved slowly toward the source of the sound. Jet found himself believing that somehow the figure, who appeared to be cut out from the shadows, was a god. When he told himself that, he then knew that the guards were right in their taunting and teasing, he was going mad…but just barely.

The figure carved out of the shadows flicked his hand and the guards immediately saluted and hurriedly walked out of the room. He was now alone…with a god. His chestnut eyes never left the god-like figure, but soon found himself mentally slapping himself. This was no god but more of a demon, there standing before him under the light of a dim torch was the firebender. The scar on the firebender's eye made it hard for him not stare in horror and curiosity.

"Having fun?" replied the firebender to the deadly silence. Jet flinched as he heard the teen's voice cut through the still air like a dagger. The rebel felt his chest rumble in anger and travel up his throat to emit a threatening growl. He growled at the firebender for the fact that he still appeared to be a god not at the statement the firebender threw at him. "Don't worry, your death will come soon." continued the firebender in a smooth voice.

Jet narrowed his eyes and spat back at him like a viper, "Unlock me right now and I'll bring your death sooner than mine." Zuko looked at Jet with a curious look in his eyes but it was soon lost as Zuko answered back, "Why don't we make a deal. You and me, we'll fight to the death." The rebel grunted and nodded his head, "Perfect, for I would love to cut you up." The exiled prince shrugged and walked off before calling out behind him, "At sunset I'll have someone get you out so we can play. But in the meantime…put a band aid on that bleeding heart of yours." The rebel fumed and shouted back, "I would say the same for you."

Zuko was gone by then but Jet knew he heard his last statement and a small smile tugged at his lips. "I'll see you then." he whispered as he sat down in the cold metal floor and fell into a dreamless slumber.

"Prince Zuko, you're crazy! How in the world can we control a prisoner if you let him out in deck with his weapons! I thought my brother was crazy but you proved me wrong." protested Iroh as he watched Zuko pace around the deck silently. "I know what I'm doing Uncle…but if there is a problem then-" Zuko replied a calm voice as he stopped in his tracks and looked at his uncle. "Yes, I know. Go the nearest port and wait for you…but what if you don't come back? How will I ever forgive myself?" cutted in the worried Uncle but his conscious reminded him who he was talking to and relaxed slightly.

Sunset was among the exiled prince and he embraced it like the dying rays were his lover. "Uncle, would you send a few guards to get the prisoner?" Zuko asked as he stared at the dipping sun with a small smile plastered on his face. Angry shouts and the sound of something heavy falling on the ground made the prince turn around to see the rebel and a guard lying down on the deck in pain. "So much for getting the prisoner." Iroh muttered as he moved away from the battlefield. "Ready?" asked the prince as his amber eyes noticed the weapon and was thankful for the decision of wearing his armor. "I was ready since the Fire Nation killed my mother." Jet whispered viciously.

Sparks danced upward in the air and floated in the powerful wind which was churning the clouds and water. Each opponent knew that this battle could continue forever, for each warrior was equally matched. Flames snaked its way toward the rebel, but Jet knew better than to stand and await the blow. Dodging the blow he dashed toward the firebender and raised his weapon. The rebel swept his weapon toward the firebender's legs, and the metal latched around the prince's legs. With a fluid movement the prince was on his back but the rebel was not there. Pain surged through the Zuko's back and temporarily blinded him until the pain slowly left. Rain drops struck the prince's face as he got up, his amber eyes searched for Jet but no anvil. He was gone…but how?

Zuko looked at the violent sea to gaze upon the land's distant shore and a figure bobbing the water. "Bastard." the prince cursed and without hesitation he jumped in afterward into the freezing water. "Zuko! What in the world are you doing!" muttered Iroh, "Are you that crazy? Well…at least I'll have some decent hours of sleep without him cursing and shouting at me like a drunk." Zuko concentrated on each stroke instead of the violent waves that continued to crash into him. The salty water suddenly gushed into his mouth as he was beginning to breathe in. His throat tightened with pain but his body continued to swim its way across to shore. Coughing out the water he could feel the warmth in his body die down as he neared the sandy shore.

Zuko spotted the rebel lying down on the shore and the prince increased his pace. His hands grasped the sandy shore like a man who has gone for a week without food and was presented a loaf of bread. Gasping for breath he crawled his way toward the rebel and collapsed on his back beside him. Closing his eyes he found warmth being beside the other teen's body as he felt his arms unconsciously wrap around Jet's torso.

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