Well...This is it. First timer...be gentle. But tell me if I've done something wrong. There are some new characters I created. The rest aren't mine...duh. Yes, there is Zuko and Katara romance. The point of view switches, but I promise it won't be confusing. I really like Zuko, so most of it is from his point of view. Enjoy.
"Uncle, where…what is this?" asked an impatient Zuko. This is horrible. Why are we still here again?

'Here' was on a small man-made island off the coast of the earth-bending nation. The islands soul purpose was to give supplies and refuge to ships since they couldn't enter the city's port because of sholow waters.

'Why' was a good question indeed. The prince had been following the Avatar for days. He knew that the boy would need to stop at some point, and figured that following him would be a wise move. What Zuko didn't consider was that the flying bison could land anywhere. The Fire Navy Ship couldn't. When he saw where the Avatar landed, the prince had to settle with docking his ship at the island's port and taking his launch to the main land to search by rhino. Unfortunatly, because of his uncle, they weren't as far as Zuko wanted to be.

"Food. I was getting tired of the gruel we were eating for breakfast. I thought I'd pick something up and send it back to the ship before we left for the mainland."

This was not what Zuko wanted to hear. He loved his uncle dearly for everything he had done for him, but that did not stop Zuko from strongly disliking him with a passion from time to time.

"Uncle, the Avatar landed almost three hours ago. He could be anywhere by now. We need to get to the mainland."

"Yes, yes, fine. Let me just…."

"NOW, Uncle!"

With a slight smile on his face, Iroh climbed on top his rhino and fell in line beside his nephew. Satisfied, Zuko gave the command to move out.

The forest was like every other forest they'd landed in. Dark, green, and foreign. Sokka was a wonderful hunter, but he didn't know which animal would taste fine. So he took his chances and went after the fluffiest and least deadly looking one he could catch. Aang, since he didn't eat meat, was an excellent forager. Yet he couldn't find a single plant that he recognized. So he closed his eyes, stuck out his finger, turned around and picked the first one he stopped at. Between the boy's 'skills' and Katara's cooking, they lived well for the first few days. But then the rain came.

Aang was used to sleeping where ever he was at, so he usually let Katara and Sokka sleep under the tarp. He was just settling in on a nice soft spot of dirt when the first drops came. Aang rolled onto his back and was looking at the trees when a sudden gush came.

"Oh, great" he said loudly. Sokka sat up and Katara started to giggle uncontrollably.

"There's room, Aang" said Sokka.

"I'm wet anyway, I'll just go sleep with Appa and Momo. Who'd think that it could rain this hard under the canopy."

"Yeah, who'd a thunk it. Suit yourself. See ya in the morning."

Aang sloshed over to the huge tree that Appa and Momo were under, buried himself in the bison's thick fur, gave one more grumble at the rain, and promply fell asleep. If only he would have stayed awake a few more mintues.

That same time the down pour hit, Zuko had just received word that he was right on top of the Avatar.

This is perfect. With such heavy rain, we can sneak up easily.

"We'll surround the camp. On my signal, attack. Do NOT kill the Avatar. The others, do as your conscience wills you."

"But sir, the rain will be hard to work in" said a solder. "What if the Avatar resists?"

Blast, of course. Rain. "Then make sure he doesn't have time to resist."