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The finale wuz so kool! I liked the fight scenes, and Ko! Ko wuz kool!

Chapter 12: Fight For Freedom

Lerolas raised a hand to feel her cheek. She felt cool flesh, like she was suppose to. She could feel the weight of her bow and quiver on her back, she felt everything that she could feel, in that moment.

Lerolas ran into a dark part of the Palace, she needed to bide her time.

Jet stood calmly on deck of a small boat. Pipsqueak walked up behind him.

"Uhh, Jet?"

"Yah, Pipsqueak?" Jet replied, not turning around.

"Why are we going to the Fire Nation?" Jet turned around, and grinned madly at his companion.

"So that we can take revenge on the Fire Nation for all that it did to us." Pipsqueak nodded.

"What are we going to do?" Jet's grin turned wicked.

"We're going to be part of the assassination of Fire Lord Souzen."

All the Freedom Fighters on that ship were all busily preparing for when they docked. Once they did, they needed to get to the Fire Palace, and do what they did best. Screw up the Fire Nation's day.

As stealthily as cats, the Freedom Fighters slid over the wall, and into the Palace.

"Wow, this stuff looks like it's hundreds of years old! I wonder how much the King would pay for this stuff?"

"Shut it! Or the guards will hear you!"

"I will, but this stuff is so cool!"

"Be quiet, both of you, or I'll be worse than any guard!" Jet hissed to The Duke and Long Shot. Long Shot sneered.

"He started it!"

"Quiet!" Smellerbee hissed.

They all pressed themselves into a corner as what they mistook for a guard walked by. But it wasn't.

It was Lerolas.

Souzen's spirit glared poisonously down at the Avatar's spirit. He wished he could banish it to the true Spirit world, but to do so, he too had to go into the Spirit world, and he was banished from that place.

Aang's spirit's eyes brightened, and, he disappeared.

The real Souzen raised an eyebrow, and nearly turned around when he heard something whistle through the air.

Nearly.

Overhead, Souzen saw a boomerang go flying past, and he saw glossy black locks of hair fall to the ground. He growled.

Souzen leapt away just as a Water Tribe knife came flying down, right into the spot he had been, exactly a moment before.

Sokka leapt down, picked up his knife, and caught his boomerang expertly as it returned to its master.

Souzen sneered, and tilted his head.

"So you're Uncle Sokka? Mother never said much of you, how come? Oh, that's right, you hated what my dear mum became! A spoiled noblewoman of the Court!" Sokka growled, and threw his boomerang again, Souzne blocked it with a blast of fire.

"How would you know?" Sokka hissed. Souzen grinned.

"You should have listened to that dream the Elf spirit sent you, you should have killed me. You had the chance, but you didn't take it. Shame, really, and to all the trouble the Elf's gone to."

For about half an hour, fireballs, knives, boomerangs, and spears flew, as Sokka and the Fire Lord went at it.

Sokka was on his hands and knees, gasping for breath, when he saw the 6-year-old Fire Lord's tiny feet before him.

"This is a shame, but of course, your people have no discipline, so it's no wonder why you got tired out so soon." Sokka heard the fire dagger Souzen had created, and he closed his eyes. It would all be over soon, he wouldn't have to worry about the war, or his sister, or death, it would all be over soon.

Sokka waited for the blow, the burning sensation, but it never came. All he head was a child's scream. He looked up in confusion, to see, lo! It was Jet and his freedom fighters! His message had came through! Help had arrived!

Long Shot, Pipsqueak, and everyone else was taking care of the guards, while Jet was duking it out with Souzen,

"You ruined my family! Now, I'm gonna ruin you!" Jet hissed as he sent his hooked swords raining down upon the young Fire Lord, Souzen dodged with ease.

"Ha! You have no idea who you're dealing with!" Souzen retorted.

Eventually, all the freedom fighters lay on the marble floor, gasping for breath, dead guards surrounding them. Souzen stood before them on the dais.

"Ha! You're all pathetic! You have no idea who you're dealing with! I'm Fire Lord Souzen, ruler of the Superior Element! And in two days time, only Fire will be left to prosper! For I-" But a sweet, forest voice cut through Souzen's rant.

"Yah, yah, yah, we know, we know, at least I do. Do you realize how annoying yoru crap gets over 6 years? Glad I won't have to go through with it when you hit puberty." Souzen reeled around to only to look at the tip of an arrow, pointed exactly at him.

"Have fun!" The voice whispered. There was the twang of an arrow, and the next thing everybody knew, Souzen was hanging by an arrow on the wall across the room.

Everyone looked to the dais, to see the shooter, and they saw her just as she leapt down. She was dressed in grays, greens, and browns, but her hair was the exact same red as that of Fire Nation armor. She looked up to Souzen with a grin.

"No, no, don't get down on our account, Souzen, why don't you just hang out?" Then the girl turned to Sokka.

"Hi, Sokka, long time no see, eh?"

I'm not done!

INSANITY AT ITS FINEST
LONG LIVE THE HIPPIES!

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