AN: I'm noy going to be able to update for the next 2 or 3 days because I'm going to see family for Christmas. Thanks for reviewing guys!
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender.
Chapter 3:
"I'm telling you we can't just keep them with us!" Sokka shouted. It had been only an hour since the gang had found Zuko and Iroh, and Sokka wasn't about to let two firebenders anywhere near his friend and sister.
"Sokka they'll - " Aang didn't get the chance to finish.
"Die if we don't help them, I know!" Sokka was practically fuming now. "But isn't that kind of the point? We are at war with the Fire Nation, Aang! And here
we are saving the enemy! It just isn't right!"
That did it. Katara had had enough of this.
"Sokka, will you just shut up!" The boy looked rather taken aback. "It isn't right to just dump two helpless, unconsious people off in the snow! It isn't right to
simply judge people because of what nation they're from! And it isn't right that you can't shut your mouth for more than ten minutes!"
Sokka was about to argue when Aang cut in.
"We should land. They haven't woken up since we picked them up." At this Sokka sat back with a defeated air about him, where as Katara simply thanked the spirits that she could finally have quiet.
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The soldiers stood at the had of the ship, awaiting orders from their captain. They expected her to be in full armor, shouting orders, and on the verge of
throwing one of them overboard. Yet, when Princess Zula did step out onto the deck, it was quite the opposite. She had on a baggy, black outfit, was completely silent, and had an evil grin spread across her face. A red mask was in her hand.
"Sparing anyone?" She said. The men looked at eachother. None of them would stand a chance against her. They all knew it. They heard the tapping of the princess's foot on the metal deck. One of the men thrust another out in front of Zula. She slipped on the mask and entered her bending stance. The other shook as he too entered his stance.
The mask, the grinning, the fact that only an hour ago she was ready to reduce one of them to ashes. She was planning something. They all knew it.
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Sokka had gone to get fire wood, Aang was setting up camp, and Katara was tending to Zuko and Iroh. Zuko had broken his leg. In three places. Iroh had obviously been struck to the head. Blood stained his grey hair. And neither of them had eaten for days.
She sighed deeply. At this, Aang looked up from his struggles to set a fire.
"I'll need water, Aang. And lots of it."
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"Stupid, dirty, rotten, firebreathing,-" Sokka mumbled to no one in particular. "Stupid Zuko, and his stupid uncle, and their stupid firebending, starting this stupid war..." He went in a large circle in the snow-covered forest, mumbling to himself the entire way how stupid everything was. By the time he had made his way back to camp, he only had two sticks for the firewood.
Katara looked at the sticks and sighed. She understood that it might be hard to find firewood with snow everywhere you turn, but surely he could have gotten more than this! Aang had already gone to fetch her some water, but he was taking horribly long. She finally decided that she would use what water she had.
Katara drew all of the water from her canteen and wrapped it around her hand, making it glow a magnificent blue. She then decided that she would heal the crack on Iroh's head first. She placed her hand upon his head and slowly, the skin and bone began to come together, until it was only a small cut. Then she ran out of water.
Katara let out a sigh of exhaustion, her breath getting heavy. Sokka looked over at her with worry.
"I have only healed scapes, cuts, and minor burns. This is my first time healing bone, and it takes more energy." She looked up at Sokka with a weak smile. "I suppose I should have paid more attention at Ugoda's healing huts, huh?"
"I'm back!" They heard the playful voice from the forest. He was carrying a large basket of water over to Katara. "There was a small creek over to the north. I waterbended as much water as I could into the basket." He sat down and placed the basket beside Katara. He wanted to watch.
She once again made the blue glove around her hand. As she healed the wounds with one hand, the other was giving water to make sure she didn't have to stop. The process to hours and she worked well into the night. The basket of water drained, Zuko's leg now only a bloody slit, Iroh healed, and Katara worn out, she went to bed and Aang wrapped what was left of Zuko's wounds.
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The moon was high, his leg no longer in pain, his uncle -
"Uncle!" Zuko looked around to see his uncle resting peacefully beside him. He sighed with relief. There was a fire - and someone was sitting by it. He tried to stand, but as he did it sent pain through his leg once more. A shout of pain escaped his lips. He fell back to the ground. There was stirring. The person who had been sitting by the fire walked over to him.
"It's about time you woke up." It was a woman's voice. As she walked closer he could see it was the Avatar's friend, what was her name? No matter. That meant that the other figure walking over had to be the Avatar and the girl's brother.
"How long have I been here? Where is here? Is my uncle alright?" The prince made the questions sound like commands.
"Ever since we found you in the ocean. A small island a day away from the North Pole. He'll be fine as long as he wakes up and eats something sometime soon." She held out a bowl of soup. "And you need to eat too."
Zuko didn't like the fact that his enemy was helping him, or the fact the he was completely helpless. He took the soup and looked around at all of them. When his eyes came to rest on the water tribe boy, the boy said, - "Don't look at me I was all for throwing you off Appa."
Zuko huffed and began to eat his soup. The others went back to sleep.
Great. I'm surrounded by the enemy and completely helpless. Just great...
AN: I didn't get to write as much I wanted to. That just means I'm going to write either an extra long chappie, or just write two that are about this size whenever I get back. And I'm in a hurry so forgive any errors you migh see in this chapter.
Preveiw: Zula's nearing the north pole, and Zuko is just as tempermental as ever.