AN: Thanks for reviewing pirateninjelover and almostinsane! Heres the second chapter!

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Chapter 2: Here we Go Again

"Aang, you have to concentrate!" Katara was getting rather frustrated at the fact that the Avatar could be distracted so easily. This time the boy had seen Momo jump onto Sokka's head and couldn't help but stop and laugh.

"Indeed, Avatar, you must concentrate." Master Pakku had straightened from his waterbending stance. He had already declared Katara a master and they were both struggling to keep Aang on the right track. "You only have five more months until the comit arrives and you must be prepared."

Aang sighed and entered his waterbending stance for the millionth time that day. The sun was directly over their heads which meant he had a while before they would stop.

"Momo these are my lichi nuts!" Sokka screamed at the lemur. Momo simply cocked his head to the side. Sokka sighed and put him and the nuts on the ground. He began to make his way out of the Northern Water Tribe to the snow covered beaches just beyond the walls. Princess Yue clouded every corner of his thoughts.

The small make-shift raft tumbled as the waves grew stronger and more fierce. Zuko and Iroh were soaked as they gripped the wooden boards. They had only left the Northern Water Tribe yesterday. The roaring waves threw them straight into the cliffside and the raft shattered.

As Zuko bobbed in and out of the water he caught a glimpse of his uncle lying over a piece of the raft. He was unconsious.

"Uncle!" Zuko shouted before he was plunged beneath the waves once more. I can't lose Iroh! He's all I have left. I have to-... Zuko's hand shot from the water, grabbing the piece of wood that Iroh laid upon. He pulled himself up and searched franticly for any sign of land.

There was none.

He was now aware of the pangs of pain surging through his leg. Yet this is not what occupied his thoughts. Please be O.K... Please...
"Don't worry Uncle," He said to the unconsious man besie him. "I will get us to safety."

Yet he had no idea how he was going to do so.

Aang had improved greatly over the next two days. Master Pakku and Master Katara had discussed it many a time. Yet now was some-what different.

"Master Pakku," Katara started. He looked up from his bending to show that she had his attention. "I was wondering about, well , Aang. He hasn't quite achieved the rank of master yet and he still has two moe elements to master after water. It will be especially difficult to find a firebender to teach him and-" Master Pakku held up a hand, silencing the girl.

"You need not worry for I have been pondering the same things." He walked over to her and raised two stools from the ice, on which they sat to discus the matter. "You are a powerful bender Master Katara. I have no doubt on that. You are right, also, on the matter of a firebender who would teach the young Avatar. Yet first he must master earthbending. I propose that you leave today and go to the Earth Kingdom city of Omashu, where there is a king who I am sure would be delighted to teach Aang. On the way you can teach him the rest of which he needs to know about waterbending."

Katara couldn't help but smile at this - she knew the king of which Master Pakku refered to. King Bumi was a friend of Aang's long ago.

"Thank you Master Pakku." It was sunrise. Aang walked up just on time for what would have been waterbending lessons. Everyone spent the entire day getting ready for the trip, and by sunset they were flying away from the Northern Water Tribe.

Zuko and Iroh were still hanging onto the driftwood. They hadn't eaten or even had a descent sleep in two days. Iroh had opened his eyes only once before he slipped into darkness once more. Zuko was on the verge of passing out himself. Yet just before unconsiousness overtook him, he saw reflected in the water a massive shadow, and could only think the worst.

Aang was going on and on about how much fun it would be to see Bumi again when he saw them - two figures bobbing in the water. He didn't hesitate another second, and swooped down to bring the people onto Appa.

"Aang what are you doing!" Sokka shouted as the bison hit the water. But then he saw the men - both out cold. All three of them helped bring them on, and then they were in the air once more. Both of the men were lying on their faces.

Sokka reached over and rolled the bigger man over. Even through the bruises, he could tell who it was.

"It's Zuko's uncle, the one who tried to save the moon spirit." All turned to face the second figure. At first they thought it might be a waterbender, because of the icy-blue color he wore. All thought differently when they turned him over. He had a mask covering the bottom half of his face, but the scar over his left eye was all they needed to know who he was.

"Zuko." Katara said to confirm the thoughts racing through their heads.
"I say we throw him overboard!" Sokka made to grab Zuko's arm, but Aang slapped his hand.
"He'll die. I can't let that happen."

Sokka rolled his eyes. "Here we go again." He muttered to himself.

Zula was in her room meditating when there was a sharp knock at her door.

"What is it?" She said harshly as a soldier opened the door.
"Princess Zula, we are only a week away from the Northern Water Tribe." He shut the door and left out of fear.

He was right to leave so quickly, for Zula was now quite angry.

"He'll be long gone by then!" Zula stopped short. "But his old waterbending master won't."

AN: Ok was this one better? I hope so. If you have seen the season finale you know what I was talking about.

Preveiw: Zuko is waking up to find himself surrounded by people whom he had considered enemies. Aang and the Gang must decide what to do about Zuko and his uncle. And Zula has reaches the Northern Water Tribe - and Master Pakku...