Chapter 2:

The archer

"I can't believe I took this job. How could I? He doesn't remember me. How could he?" These questions and more had run through my head ever since I took this job.

I sat on the bed in my new room. The room on Zuko's ship. The room across from his. My elk in the corner was eating from one of the many hay nets I had bought in the village before boarding the ship. My two large wolf-dogs, lay on the room' rugs. Ag, the large green "snake", curled himself around the bed post. Avari and Snowthorn had shrunk and curled around my neck. Avari was still young, but her black and red scales where hard as any armor, but still managed to be soft and smooth. Snowthorn, my old friend, was greying, but it was imaginable at his age.

A knock came at my door, and a voice of one of the crew came through, "Archer? Dinner's ready."

I donned my nicer skirt and shirt with the black wraps on my arms stopping at the shoulder. My nicer skirt matched the shirts dark red color. My green sash wound around my waist, a black jewel at the middle. My hat was a matching green with another black jewel on it.

I headed up to the dinning hall. After getting lost alot that is. As I entered the room the crew looked up at me. I grabbed a plate with a bit of food and sat down. I had left my hair in front of my face as I liked it, but the crew could still see some of my face.

"Archer, please, come sit up here." the general whom I knew was General Iroh requested.

I moved up to a sit a bit closer to him. His nephew whom I knew already, well, used to know, was sitting now across from me. I bent my head down to my food and carefully started eating the noodles. I glanced up at Zuko quickly. He looked different then I remembered, but his eyes, er, eye held the same Zuko I used to know.

sorry this chapter is so short, I'll post the next one if anyone comments...