The dis of my claim: For wither tis another time, for now, I say nay. Yay verily, avatar is not mine.

Hello one and all. You are under my power…. MAI POWAR! Bwa.

Powerpowerpower.

So, I should be doing an AP Bio eight page review right now, because I have a test on Monday. What am I doing? WRITING. Meh heh.

I actually had lots of fun writing this chapter. I'm sorry if it's retarded, but I was in a creative funny mood, therefore…this chapter has lots of randomness in it. Huzzah.

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10

"That is quite a burn on your left arm, Miss Kila." Admiral Zhao said, slime dripping from his voice. "How are you doing?"

"Well, right now I'm dirty and quite uncomfortable" Kila replied, her face still down in the dirt. "But other than that, I'm just spiffy. What about you? Your hair grown back yet?"

There was a pause, and then Kila was lifted up of the ground quickly, the solider holding her hair so her face was lifted up towards the Admirals. She looked at him, and began laughing; his hair had not grown back, and in fact it made him look more marsupial-like than before. "Holy Zhaozers Batman!" Kila cried out, laughing.

"I beg your pardon?" Zhao said, his tone now quite angry.

"Wow, when did you get the haircut Zhao?" Sokka said, his solider now allowing him to stand. Katara and Aang were also being lifted up, and one solider was tying Aangs hands together.

"Oh, me and Zhao once had a little battle." Kila said, rolling her eyes and shrugging. "I beat him of coarse, and I gave him that lovely little shave." Zhao's eyes slanted together in hatred, and Kila just smiled at him.

All his soldiers were now muttering to themselves. They of course wondered why he had decided to ditch his horrid sideburns, but none were brave enough to question him. Now that this rumor was out that this, this GIRL had done it to him…and the way the Admiral looked at this girl, perhaps she was speaking the truth. Maybe? Who knows…Admiral Zhao won't tell us. Maybe she's right. If she's right, then she must be pretty strong. I don't want to get in her way. How could a girl beat the Admiral?

Zhao could tell that he was beginning to loose face with his men, so he said, rather louder than was necessary, "Don't you forget, Miss Kila, I gave you that scar on your arm."

Oh, so at least the Admiral could do something to her. She must be human, if she can be hurt. But the Admiral usually inflicts more pain than just a burn. Maybe he was going easy on her, because it's a girl. And so young! I think my niece is as young as her…well I have a daughter who's probably a year older.

"Well, at least it adds character" Kila replied, ignoring the soldier's comments. "While yours only adds humor." She raised her eyebrows in a 'Hah I win' way, and Zhao scowled, his temperature rising. "So," Kila said, looking around. "I heard your men talking about how you were lost. What is it with men and directions, you know? Well, I guess you should let us go, because if you're lost, then you wouldn't want to keep lugging us around everywhere. We would just get in the way." She tried to move her head around to face the solider holding her tight, but he wouldn't loosen his grip on her; mainly because he was standing right in front of Zhao, and wanted to look professional.

"So, kind sir, can you let me go?" Kila asked with a tone of sweetness mixed with mockery. "It's a tad constricting, and I'm only thinking of your well being."

"That is quite kind of you, Miss Kila" Zhao said, returning the attention to where he liked it: on him. "But I'm afraid that we can just put you right on our ship, it would be no trouble at all."

"I think there would be some trouble involved." Kila said, her sweet tone now wavering, and a tone of warning replacing it.

"Hey…if you guys are going to keep having your little lovers quarrel, how about letting these ropes a bit looser?" Sokka called from over where he was standing.

"It's not a lovers quarrel you moron." Katara said. "Zhao is just jealous that Kila is better than him."

"I heard that Zuko beat him once in a fight too." Aang piped in. "Hey Zhao, how'd you get to be an Admiral if you're so bad at everything?"

Kila turned her head as well as she could manage towards the three teens. "Hey peanut gallery! You're not really helping."

"We're just trying to add some comic relief." Katara said, shrugging.

"That's the only reason I'm even in this series." Sokka said, also shrugging.

Aang and Katara looked over to Sokka, bewildered looks on their faces. "Sokka, how hungry are you?"

"Well, we didn't get that watermelon…" Sokka said, looking down.

"Hey yea! What did you do to my watermelon you fiend?" Kila said, trying to kick Zhao, but not really succeeding.

"Watermelon? I have larger matters to attend to." Zhao said, shrugging off the idea. "For example, why you, a firebender, is with the avatar. I would like an explanation."

"It's none of your business." Kila said.

"I think it is."

"I think it isn't."

"I believe it is."

"Well, it's not."

"They must be brother and sister, or something." Aang piped up.

"Oh, don't even get me STARTED on my brother." Kila said, rolling her eyes.

"ANSWER MY QUESTION DAMMIT!" Zhao barked, making everyone recoil in fear, or from being spit upon.

"Well, the avatar kinda just plucked me off of Zuko's boat." Kila said, explaining it with the tiniest detail amount possible.

"And why are you still with him, and had not captured him yourself?" Zhao asked slowly. "Why did you not take him prisoner?"

"I saw no reason to." Kila answered back.

"NO REASON TO?" Zhao screamed, spraying spit from his anger. "You DO realize that the fire nation is at war with the world, correct? Or has that tiny fact not gotten through your head, because your hair is too thick?"

"Dude, just because you're angry about your sideburns getting burned off, don't bring it out on my-"

"SILENCE!" Zhao screamed, his face now red like the apples Aang had eaten earlier. "You DO realize that the whole fire nation is out to find the avatar, and take possession of him, correct? And here you are, a firebender, waltzing around with the enemy, acting like everything was alright! You disgust me!"

"And you disgust me!" Kila screamed back. She could hear all the soldiers say "ohhh…she's gonna get it now." But she didn't care; she thought she had an idea of getting out of here. But the only way of doing that was to expose her secret. Let everyone know she was an avatar, or get killed. She figured she would take her chances.

Kila looked over at Aang, and tried to get his attention. He was looking down at the ground, in a way that made him look as if he was trying to teach himself how to earth bend. Kila kept looking at Aang, hoping that her gaze would somehow reach him. She knew that this was impossible, but she didn't want to hear anymore of Zhao's complaining.

Finally, Aang looked up and at Kila. Their eyes connected for a moment, and suddenly Aangs eyes grew wide, as if he discovered a deep secret. He began to mouth the words "You're-"

But Kila took this as her queue. She lit her hands on fire and twisted around so the soldier would let her go and the rope would burn. Aang, noticing this quick action, copied her. Kila started backing up towards Aang; shooting fire out at the guards that were advancing under Zhao's enraged commands.

"Aang," she whispered when they were close enough. "I'll create a distraction. Then you, Katara and Sokka climb up on Appa and get out of here."

"What about you?" Aang said, shooting fire at a running soldier.

"I can run fast, I am you after all." Kila said, smiling at him.

"I thought I knew you." Aang said, suddenly everything dawning on him. "But how is that possible?"

"If we had more time, I would explain. But for now," Kila turned towards Aang and pushed a soft air current towards him so it flew him quickly over to Sokka and Katara, so they could jump onto Appa like she said. Then Kila turned back over to Zhao and waved her left arm in a circular sweeping motion, pushing him backwards on top of some of his men.

When they had recovered from the shock, they sat there fore a millisecond starring at her, and then Zhao screamed triumphantly "I KNEW THERE WAS SOMETHING AFOOT WITH YOU WITCH!" He smiled, and then it disappeared as he noticed what was happening. "THE AVATAR IS ESCAPING! QUICK, AFTER HIM!"

Kila turned around quickly to see Appa's great furry body quickly flying upwards. Then she remembered what was happening, and she turned back around and ran right through the angered Admirals men as fast as she could.

Kila had no idea where she was going, but she knew she had to get there quickly. Sadly, and ironically, she was never good at running in her P.E. classes. She was usually the girl that ran the first lap, then walked the rest really quickly so she would finish in the time limit. But this time, she pressured herself to run as fast as her little legs would carry her.

Into the woods she ran, straying off the path and jumping over the branches and brambles. She could hear the trampling of the soldiers feet behind her, but the pounding in her head deafened the noise. Wishing she could close her eyes and wake up from this horrible dream, she kept pushing her legs forwards, moving her arms quicker.

Back onto another path she ran, the tree's all a blurred vision of green and brown now. But wait, what was that up ahead? It looked like a person, but it could have just been a tree. Oh no, was it a fire bender? Trying to slow down so she could turn around, she noticed that this person was just a man, not of the fire nation. Trying to speed up to get past him, the person reached out their arm and grabbed her around the waist.

"Need a lift?" The male asked in her ear, for he was quite tall. Then all of a sudden, Kila felt herself being lifted into the air. Or perhaps that was the feeling afterwards of having the wind knocked out of you, she didn't know.

But in truth, Kila was being hoisted into the air by this person, and landed nimbly on a tree branch. He then placed his hand over Kila's mouth to muffle her deep gasps for air, quietly emitting a "shush". Kila looked downward and could see the soldiers running underneath her, not noticing that she had just been lifted into a tree.

A few minutes passed, and when the man thought all the soldiers were gone, he let his hand drop from Kila mouth.

"That was -gasp- the worst -pant- pickup line I have ever –gasp- heard." Kila pushed out, trying to bring humor to the not-so-funny situation.

The man blinked a bit out of surprise, and then smiled. Now that Kila could properly look at him, he looked her age, maybe a year older. His scruffy brown hair fell gingerly around his circular face, giving him a kind but menacing demure. "It wasn't a pickup line." He said, chuckling.

"And that one is even worse." Kila said, now most of her breath back.

The boy chuckled, and grabbed her waist again. This time, Kila felt the rush of falling downward, but the descend wasn't very rapid; it was calming and soothing. Somehow, this person was calming her down.

Once they had reached the safety of the ground, Kila looked up at her rescuer and said "My name is Kila, nice to meet you."

He smiled back at her, and replied "Hey, I'm Jet."

OMG! Another cliffhanger!

Well, this last chapter came out pretty quickly, so who knows? The next one will too maybe. Maybe.

In fact…I do have all of tomorrow to be a slob, before I actually have to start on my homework. I should do it tomorrow…eh. We'll see what happens, won't we? Yes we will.

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Love, your lord and master,

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