Rebel: I know the last chapter was kinda short, and the others will be too, but it looks a lot longer on paper, and my writing style was kinda basic. I'm working on putting more detail in my stories, so future ones should be better. Enjoy Chapter 2!
Two More Allies
Sokka, Aang, and Katara walked through the city of Panthea, a city of temples and palaces. There were so many in fact, that the three were soon lost. They turned a corner to find themselves in the midst of Fire Nation "tax" collectors. They braced themselves as the firebenders prepared to attack, but it never came. Two masked figures had dropped from the roof of a nearby temple, taking out the soldiers before even a spark could fly.
"Hey Zu…" Aang began when he saw the face of the Blue Spirit, but before he could finish, the second ninja had cupped his hands, allowing the Blue Spirit to jump back onto the roof. Then the second ninja followed with a stunning flip off the opposite wall. Together they disappeared into the shadows of deity statues and towers.
Later that day, Sokka, Katara, and Aang set up camp in a clearing. Sokka had finally set up the tent when firebenders that had followed from Panthea attacked.
"Hey, I just built that!" Sokka shouted as his tent burst into flame. The group was almost overwhelmed when the ninjas appeared again. Blades flashed and fire nation soldiers were soon fleeing with their armor falling off, the straps suddenly severed.
"Hey Zuko!" Aang said cheerfully.
"You're Zuko! Why are you helping us? If this is another plot to capture Aang then prepare to get your butt kicked!" Sokka shouted and took up a silly looking fighting stance.
"I'm sorry for the confusion, but I am not Zuko." The Blue Spirit said in a muffled voice.
"Neither am I." Replied the second ninja, stepping forward. His mask was simple and painted completely black except for the piercing eyes and gaping jaw, both painted neon green. His outfit was much like the other ninja's.
"If you're speaking of Prince Zuko, he was lost at sea a few weeks ago. He hasn't been seen since." The Blue Spirit said solemnly.
"Who are you two then?" Katara asked suspiciously. Their story seemed odd for some reason, but she couldn't put her finger on it. For that matter, they seemed fairly odd, too.
"We're rebels who seek to aid the Avatar in his quest." The second ninja said. "You seem to have met the Blue Spirit. I am his companion, the Fright Knight." He finished. They both bowed at the waist.
'Very odd.' Katara thought to herself. 'Rebel ninjas with manners.'
"We can use all the allies we can get." Aang said before his friends could object.
That evening, after the tent had been repaired, everything was silent. The two ninjas had gone to the stream to get a good week's worth of dirt and dust off their clothes.
Zuko and Drzym removed their masks. "Are you okay, Zuko? How do you feel?" Drzym asked.
"I feel free." Zuko said simply. Drzym understood. She felt as happy as when she had met Zuko. Then she noticed how solemn her friend was being. A quick shove, a splash, and a shout soon cured that. Drzym extended her hand to help Zuko out of the water, but was quickly pulled in.
Laughter woke Sokka. He grabbed his boomerang and snuck to the river. He reached the edge of the trees when he saw Zuko and some girl pulling themselves from the river.
"Guys! Zuko's alive! We gotta move!" Sokka shouted when he reached camp. Aang and Katara sat up, instantly awake.
"We have to leave, but what about the others?" Katara said as they broke camp.
"They're ninjas. They'll be fine." Aang said, dousing the fire.
Zuko had dried himself and Drzym off, and they had put their masks back on. They came back to an empty clearing where their camp had been. Something was wrong. Suddenly Drzym collapsed into a crumpled pile. Zuko turned in time to see the sword hilt flash. Then everything went black. The ambushers cuffed the two's hands behind them and hauled them into a boat that slowly drifted toward a fire nation ship on the horizon.