Welcome back people! Or should I say Welcome myself back? Either one is fine I'm sure. Doesn't matter to me.

So well where was I...Oh yes! Something terrible is going to happen in this chappie. Something extremely horrible. So well...get used to it. LOL. So onward with the story I say!

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Felice picked up the papers with one hand. Her fingers trembled with every movement but she couldn't let that show. Aiden stared at her with a cold hard look. She wanted to talk to him, she wanted to tell him it's okay and that they could run right now. He had promised her that they would be together forever. But now, that promise was going to be broken.

"Can you tell me Felice, what these are?" Zhao asked his voice growing with glee. He was enjoying every moment of this.

"They appear to be marriage papers," Felice whispered her voice soft but the tone strong.

"Who's names are on there?"

"It seems that someone has written my name on it. Though I do not know why," Felice said.

She looked at Zhao hoping he would take the bait. He did not buy it. His smile turned into an odd grin.

"You disobeyed me apprentice. I told you that everything you have belongs to me. I could have set you up with a nice general. Tell me, why would you disobey me after everything I've done for you?" he asked hiding the snicker.

"He means nothing to me. I used him only for my own pleasure," Oh god, please believe me, Felice thought.

"Nothing to you? Felice are you aware that every moment you are not in my presence you are being watched? Or better yet, I should say followed," Zhao said suddenly.

Felice took a step back. No. No it couldn't be. She had been so careful. She had listened for people, she would have heard them. Yet maybe...maybe she had been to caught up in the moments to reilize a thing. Zhao knew from her face, her vunerability that he had hit home.

"Yes, Felice you've been followed. I know everything you've done with this," he pointed to Aiden, "this servant. I know all the things you have said to him and all the nights he has spent in your room,"

He walked over to Felice, who stood frozen like a statue. Her world was falling down slowly. Everything was ruined. Aiden had risked his life for her every moment and because of her- because of her foolishness- he was going to die. She might die with him, and that thought pleased her. Zhao lifted his fist and it flew into her stomach. Felice let out a small gasp and sunk to her knees. The great warrior was falling.

"I know how much you claim to love this boy. I know how weak he has made you, how soft you have become. It's horrible really, to see such a good weapon become so useless." Zhao continued.

He hit Felice again, this time with more force. Aiden strained to get free from the men that held his arms. "Don't you touch her!" he exclaimed.

Felice looked over at him. Why was he trying to help her? After all, it was her fault he was going to die. Shouldn't he resent her?

Zhao laughed and snapped his fingers. The men began dragging Aiden away.

"NO!" Felice screamed. She got to her feet but Zhao hit her in the side of the head, ramming her into the wall, and putting her back down on the ground.

Aiden struggled to get free. He watched Felice sink lower and lower.

"Don't worry my little apprentice. I'm not going to kill him now. There is a new arrival that must be dealt with first. Then though...he will be killed. Don't make me have to kill you along with him," Zhao said his voice low and dangerous.

When Felice lifted her head again Aiden was gone. She sunk into a corner and wrapped her hands around her knees. Looking around she noticed everyone was gone. She was alone in this room. Alone with Zhao.

"Now, apprentice, I'm sure you know that I am falling ill," Zhao said slowly, lingering onto each word. "So I will need a suitable heir,"

How could Aiden have been taken away? All he had done was try to protect her and what had she done? Absolutely nothing. She was weak, easy to be tossed aside.

"You are the perfect canidate Felice."

Felice? Had he said her name? He never said her name. Felice looked up and reilized what was going on. Tears burned in her eyes.

"No," she said firmly.

"You don't have a choice little girl,"

Felice pressed her eyes together. If only she could wake up from this nightmare.

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"Get in here!"

Heero's shoulder burned as he fell against the hard stone. A dungeon. They put him into a dungeon. He had seen dungeons before and noted that they were cool. Never had he thought he would be in one. It was a whole different view now. The men laughed and walked away, locking the wooden door behind them. Heero's breath was hoarse. The ride on the boat had been difficult. The men had just kicked him every time he tried to take the rope off. Quickly, when he heard that the footsteps were gone, he stood up and went to the door. The lock was on the outside which would be harder to pick. Maybe though...if he had a twig or a peice of straw or something...

"It's no use," came a sudden voice.

Heero turned around quickly. "Who's there?" he said his voice echoing off the walls.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you," The voice sounded relaxed, as if it was used to these kinds of conditions.

"Show yourself," Heero said.

"I'm right here, though I can't move much,"

Heero turned around slowly to the wall behind him. A man. There was a man in the corner. He looked only in his twenties, with brown shaggy hair. The man extended his arm and smiled.

"Names Aiden. What's yours kid?"

"Heero," Heero said after a moment. Could he trust this man? What was he in here for?

Heero sat down slowly on the opposite side of the wall. The room was small so there was only about two feet between their feet.

"That's a nice name. Why are you here, Heero?" Aiden asked casually.

Heero shrugged. "I don't know. No one told me,"

"Probably never will..." Aiden muttered. "But whatever it was, it's not your fault. When you're here, know that you're in hell,"

He said it so bluntly that Heero couldn't help but utter a laugh. Aiden smiled more.

"That's it kid. Just laugh all this off," He spoke with sincerity. "After all, that's what I did for the longest time,"

Heero stared at the man. Obviously he was new to this cell. His cloths weren't so tattered and the slight fuzz on his chin was controlled. Just then the door opened. Aiden's eyes turned into causious slits, mouth turned downwards.

"Aiden..." came a softer voice.

Heero watched Aiden get up quicker than he had ever seen anyone move.

"Felice," He muttered stroking what looked like a girls face.

There was a stifle and a thought hit Heero. She was crying. Whoever it was, was crying.

"Felice, it's okay. We'll figure it out," Aiden was saying. The girl was shaking her head. She was trembeling though. Her skin was pale even in the dark.

"No...Aiden...it's not okay,"

Their voices became hushed whispers. "What?" Aiden exclaimed. He took a step backwards and looked at the ceiling. That was all Heero could hear. He heard the girl utter another cry and saw Aiden draw her into his arms. He glanced casually towards Heero and whispered something into the girl's ear. She turned and looked at Heero.

"You're new, aren't you?" she asked quietly.

Heero nodded.

"So young..." she whispered. "...it's so horrible that you're so young. I'm sorry. It's all my fault,"

"Felice it's not your fault,"

There was the sound of bells and the girl looked up. "I'm sorry Aiden I have to go,"

"No! Escape with us! Please!"

"I can't,"

"You can!"

"Aiden...let me go..."

Heero watched as Aiden slowly released the girl's arm. He leaned forward and kissed her on the lips with hesitation. Then in a flash the girl was gone through the door. It closed softly behind her. Aiden sat down slowly.

"That's why I'm here kid..." he said softly. "Because I fell in love with the enemy,"

Heero didn't say anything. He just sat there with his eyes closed.

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"No,"

"Daddy that's not fair,"

"Jin, look, it's to dangerous for a six year old girl,"

"I'm almost seven!"

"I will not have my daughter go fight a man three times her size,"

"But Heero's my brother!"

"Jin,"

Jin sat down on the beach defiantly. Bags were put into a wooden ship and blankets to. The ship teetered on the water. Zuko was leaving. He was going to get Heero back. That much Jin knew. Why though he wouldn't let her go was a mystery. She could help; she wanted to help.

"I'll be right back, I left something at the market," Zuko said walking down the path. Jin watched him go then looked at the boat. She couldn't remember her mother. Only knew that she came back in a boat. The last thing she wanted was for her father to come back in a boat, let alone her brother. Quietly Jin picked up one of the blankets in the boat and settled herself under it. This time, she would not be left out.

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The door to the dungeon opened widely and shoes clicked against the ground. A large man grabbed Heero's arm.

"Come on," he said simpley.

Heero looked back at Aiden who had stood up. But Aiden couldn't do anything. He was to weak already. Heero followed the man up to the dock. Zhao was standing there. He recognized him from moments before. Zhao had told him that this was his moment. His moment to shine. The man holding Heero tied his hands behind his back. Zhao smiled and watched the edge of the boat. In a moment a hand appeared.

"Took you long enough. Didn't you worry for your poor son?" Zhao asked the hand, which had turned into an arm.

Heero watched with amazement as his father climbed up the side. He was about to speak when the man tied a rope around his mouth.

"Let him go," Zuko said, his tone dangerous.

"No. You will have to win him," Zhao said smiling that evil little grin.

Zuko placed his feet apart and lifted a hand; the perfect fighting stance. Zhao shook his head slowly.

"Oh no, Prince Zuko...you won't be fighting me...I am ill...it would not be a fair fight."

He snapped his fingers and a door opened. Out of the darkness came a girl dressed in red and black. Scars covered one of her arms and the side of her face was covered by thick black hair. But how she looked wasn't what shocked Zuko. It was who she was.

"Meet your opponent," Zhao said.

The girl let out a yell and struck. But all Zuko could think about was who he was about to fight.

His own daughter.

Zhao's apprentice.

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So, I told you something awful would happen. Now, if you haven't guessed it already then it will become clear in the future. I'll remind you later. But so now Zuko is going to have to fight his own daughter. Don't worry. There are still like maybe three chapters left.

STAY TUNED!

-Emma