The Impossible

Sorry for.. Well.. Lack of update-ness. I was going to start this chapter yesterday, but went to see 'The Producers' instead. It's an awesome movie.. You guys should go see it.

Ahh… Anyhow, this is the final chapter. WAIT! BEFORE, you throw things at me, This is the way I felt I should end it.. You can let your imagination think up the rest.. Okay. Ew. Sick images are now flooding my head.. -cough- Thanks reviewers! You helped me reach my goal of finishing, and I'm grateful. Now, before I bore you to death with all my nonsense, I give you the tenth, and final chapter.

Yay-ness.

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Aang and co. sat nearly fifty yards away from the great, well-known Fire kingdom palace. The mood wasn't a great one, because everyone knew what they would have to do to defeat the fire lord. Aang twiddled his thumbs nervously and kept looking around. 'Maybe he'll give up.. And go without a fight.' The though kept racing through his head every once and a while, but he knew that would be to good to be true. Fire works rose from the palace, and Zula stood up. "Alright, let's move. He only spends about thirty minutes alone in the palace, and we can't waste anymore time." Everyone got up, and they all started towards the palace.

They reached the front doors, which were heavily guarded, but Zula pointed out an air vent near the top of the palace. The problem was, that was also guarded. They all went into a back alley. "What should we do? There's no way we'll make it past them!" Katara groaned, and kicked a stone angrily. Sokka shook his head. "Maybe.." He thought, for a moment. "We can make a distraction." Zuko interrupted him. Zula nodded. "But WHAT?"

Katara thought for a moment, then looked evilly at Sokka. "What?" He said, taking a step back. They then huddled and whispered a plan. "NO WAY!" Sokka yelled. "I'M NOT GOING TO DO THAT! YOU CANT MAKE ME!"

-2 seconds later-

"I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY GOT ME TO DO THIS!" Sokka yelled, shaking his fist angrily in the air. He was dressed as a pregnant woman, straw filling a make-shift dress of rags, his hair flowing around his face. "Shh! Go now!" Zula said annoyed, and the rest of the group ran off toward the side of the palace.

Sokka walked slowly in front of the guards, and then fell. "Oh, help!" He said, In the girliest voice he could manage, and the guards ran to him. "Miss! Are you all right?" Katara snickered, watching the scene from the roof.

"If only dad could see this.." She said, snickering.

"Quit wasting time!" Zuko said in the loudest whisper he could manage.

She nodded and ran into the hole, all of them sliding down into the main hall. Zula lifted the hatch, looking around. A few unsuspecting guards were underneath them, but that was about it. "Here it goes," She whispered to the group, and everyone nodded. They jumped from the hatch, and before the guards could act, Zula and Zuko knocked them out.

Aang grinned at Zuko, and he blushed, moving his head away. "Quit looking at me like that, Aang!" Zula pulled his pony tail. "Stop yelling you moron! Do you want the whole place to know we're here?" Zuko pulled her hand off him and sent her a death glare, as they continued down the hallway.

After they went down a few hallways, they stopped at some doors. "Alright," Zula whispered. "This is it. He should be in there. Be ready." Everyone nodded. Zula reached toward the door knob, and opened it, the door making a creaking noise, and they all stepped in.

What awaited them inside was a surprised fire lord. Zula began to speak before anyone else could. "Father, we've come to ask you if you'll surrender. If you don't.. Well.." She said, her voice trailing off. "You'll have to fight us." Zuko said, threateningly. The fire lord merely laughed, and everyone stared, confused. "What's so funny?" Aang asked. Ozai shook his head. "You.. Children.. Think you can defeat me?" He said, continuing to laugh. Katara glared. 'He doesn't think we're a threat at all!' He stopped laughing, his face growing grim, eyes filled with malice.

"Jokes over. Zula, I expected better of you. Zuko.. Well. Your execution shall happed soon." He then shifted his gaze to Aang. "and you…" He said, emphasizing his words. "You're the Avatar, correct?" Aang glared. "Just give up, we don't want to hurt you." Ozai grinned once more. "You? Hurt me? You're a child. I could have you all killed on the spot if I felt like it. Now just give up, and then-" His word's were cut off as a fireball was sent at him, and he jumped to dodge it, sending a cruel glare towards Zuko. "Boy, I thought you would've known your place by now, but I guess you'll always be a failure. I'll kill you myself!" He said, sending a wave of fire at everyone, and they all scattered to make up a battle plan.

Zuko kicked a mound of fire at Ozai, and he simply tossed it aside. "You've improved a little." He said, smirking. Then he tossed another wave of fire at Zuko, and he barely dodged it, his arm getting burnt a little. He bit his tongue to keep from yelping, and Aang jumped in this time, sending Ozai flying into a wall with his air bending. "What are you doing Aang?" He said harshly and Aang smiled at him. "You don't have to fight alone. Besides, I'm the Avatar. I've got to do this." Both Aang and Zuko jumped back, narrowly escaping another wave of fire.

This time Zula and Katara ran in, combining water and fire, managing to knock Ozai back, and Zula jumped up and kicked him hard in the side, sending him flying back into a wall.

Now, Ozai was ticked. He got up, and when Zula was about to send another kick at him, he sent a fire ball, and it pierced her side, and she flew backwards, sliding across the marble floor. Katara screamed and ran towards her. Zuko stood, staring in disbelief. His OWN father had just.. Zula was.. He felt empty. He gulped back a lump in his throat, and was knocked down as a shrill voice said, "Zuko look out!" He sat up, Aang laying on top of him, as a mass of fire brushed passed the spot he had just been standing. Aang had saved his life. "Come on! We've got to beat him, Zuko!" He said, standing up offering Zuko a hand. Zuko nodded and stood up.

"For Zula." He said, glaring at his father. Aang charged at Ozai, sending a fire ball at him, then combining it with wind, making it hit him twice as hard. He hit a pillar this time, and the ceiling shook slightly. "Be careful!" Zuko shouted. "Knock down a few of those pillars, and the whole place goes down!" Aang nodded, and set his attention back on Ozai. Ozai stood up, a menacing glare on his face. "That's it! GUARDS!" Zuko shifted his gaze back to the huge metal doors, 'Oops.' He thought, and ran towards them, smoldering them together using fire bending. Now, the guards couldn't come in, and they could finish off his father. Just then, Aang was sent flying into a pillar, the ceiling beginning to rumble again. Zuko shook his head, and joined Aang, kicking Ozai back into the wall.

Katara took out her gourd she carried water in, and slowly began to heal the burn mark on Zula's side. "Come on! Wake up Zula," She said, gently nudging Zula's shoulder, watching the fight. "They need you,"

Zuko and Aang both ran at Ozai, knocking him backwards, and he sent more fire at them, accidentally setting one of the pillars aflame. The ceiling creaked again, but this time no one noticed.

Zuko growled in frustration, sending a fire ball at Ozai, and he dodged it, a pillar behind him being struck, and knocked down. Everyone froze. The ceiling creaked above them. "IT'S GOING TO FALL!" Katara shrieked, and Aang stared, horrified, as giant clumps of the ceiling hitting the once beautiful marble floor.

Katara grabbed Zula, and ran out, as the place began to set aflame and crumble to the ground.

The once great palace was now beginning to fall.

Aang yelled at Zuko, "We have to leave!" He began to run out, and Zuko nodded, but turned back as his father hit him with a fiery punch to the back, him falling. He glared up at his father.

"You disgust me," He said, shoving a handful of fire at Ozai's face, burning his flesh. He yelled out in pain, and crumpled to the floor.

Zuko began to run out, but looked back at his father. "No one deserves to die like this.." He said silently, and grabbed his father, and slowly began to leave, as the ceiling continued to fall.

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Once outside, Aang and Katara met up with Sokka. People were screaming and running for hiding places, fear filling the streets. The once great fire nation was beginning to crumble as the palace was.

Aang looked around franticly. "Where's Zuko!" He yelled out among the many screams of the people. "He's fine!" Katara yelled. "He's probably just lost in the crowd!" Aang nodded, but still looked worried.

"Let's return to camp! He's probably there!" Sokka yelled, and grabbed Zula, slumping her over his shoulder. They all made their way back to camp, and there was no sign of Zuko.

Everyone was silent.

The war was over.

Aang paced every once and a while, looking out for Zuko. Sokka bandaged Zula's wounds, and the two were starting to fall for each other.

Katara day dreamed for a while, looking up at the sky. "What if.." Aang's voice caught her from her day dream and she turned her attention to him. "You still worrying over Zuko?" Aang replied by nodding. Katara managed to smile a little. "Oh.. Come on, Aang. It'd take a lot more to kill Zuko than just some stupid building. He's lived through being burned, being attacked, almost everything. And now your worrying?" Aang grinned a little. "Yeah.. Maybe I'm just being over reactive.." He said, turning his gaze toward the dirt road.

"But, I just wish he would come home."

Katara smiled sadly. "He'll come back, Aang. Don't worry."

A few hours passed and nightfall began.

Everyone retired off to bed, and Aang sat on Appa's tail, staring off into the distance. Every once and a while, something moved across the road, and he shot up from his dreams, hoping it was Zuko. But it never was.

He sighed and lay back on Appa's tail, where Zuko usually slept. 'What if.. He never made it out of the palace?' Tears began stinging his eyes, and he kept himself from sobbing. He didn't want anyone to wake up because of him.

Sleep wasn't coming easy, either. He'd close his eyes for a few minutes, then open them to check for Zuko.

He groaned, and lay on his back. "Why'd you have to be so stupid… Why'd you stay? You should've come with me when I yelled at you." He sobbed a tiny bit and continued laying on Appa miserably.

"Who're you calling stupid?" Said an all-to familiar voice. Aang's eyes lit up as he looked towards.. Zuko. "Zuko!" He practically yelled, and jumped at him, wrapping his arms around Zuko's waist. Zuko grinned a little, and looked down at him. "Why have you been crying?"

Aang quickly wiped his tears away. "I haven't!" Zuko just shook his head and laid down on Appa. "What's all the fuss about?" Katara said sleepily, rubbing her eyes. "Zuko's back!" Aang said, grinning ear to ear, pointing at Zuko. Zuko gave a little wave, and stretched on Appa.

Katara smiled. "I'll treat your wounds in the morning. Good to have you back." She said silently, and laid back on her mat, sleeping.

Aang grinned, and curled up next to Zuko, underneath his arm.

"I'm glad your okay.." Aang said silently.

"Hmph. You don't have much faith in me, do you?"

Aang grinned. He would be okay, just as long as Zuko was near him. Because no matter what happened, even if everything seemed bleak..

Being together, nothing was the Impossible.

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And THAT'S the ending! Sorry if it sounds kinda cheesy, but I wanted to fit the title of the story in it. Ahh.. Review if you will, please.