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Chapter 8: A Sight To Remember
After saying goodbye, Flame was locked in solitude and depression for days. She would wander the ship aimlessly, or sit on the bow and meditate for sometimes a full 24 hours. Soldiers sometimes noted that in her deepest set of meditation, sparks of fire would come out of Flame's nose, her breaths were so deep.
After about a week of this strange behavior, Zuko had enough. He walked up to her, and when she paid him absolutely no mind at all, he growled.
"What is wrong with you, Flame?" Zuko demanded.
"What's wrong is that a spoiled, pompous, and exiled Prince is intruding upon my meditation." Flame replied, never leaving her meditation sitting pose, or even opening an eye.
Zuko felt it all rise to a peak, this girl was always so calm, so knowing, so fierce, so damn perfect. She reminded him far too much of his sister.
In a flash of rage, Zuko shot an arc of fire at Flame. Without opening an eye, Flame raised one arm, and with it, a stream of water. She waved the water in front of her just the fireball was about to hit her, steam flew everywhere.
Zuko's rage became an inferno when he say Flame was still sitting on the bow, meditating.
Why are you so damn perfect?
Zuko sent attack after attack at the young water and firebender, but she never moved. Finally, Zuko shot a fireball at Flame that would make Flame have to fight back. She opened one eye as the fireball flew. In one swift motion, she shot her legs out, and fire came from her feet, destroying the fireball. In the smoke from the explosion of when the two fireballs met, Zuko saw Flame's silhouette walking towards him.
"If it's a fight you want, then it's a fight you'll get." She hissed. Zuko didn't realize what he was in for.
Flame was the first to attack, she rose her hands high above her head, slowly to the left,t hen quickly to the right. Zuko didn't understand it, what was that suppose to do? His question was answered immediately suddenly lurched to the right. Zuko lost his balance, fell to the ground, and slid to the railing. To Zuko's amazement, Flame was still standing, tall and proud.
Ice.
Zuko's subconscious whispered.
What?
Her feet! There's ice on them! She froze her feet to the ground!
Sure enough, Zuko saw something white coating Flame's boots.
I'll use that to my advantage, she can't move now.
No! Not a good-
But Zuko didn't listen. Now that the ship was up-righted, he could stand on his feet again. Zuko threw a dozen fireballs, all with one target: Flame. Flame quickly spread her arms out, brought her hands behind her head, then threw her hands forward. Quickly and efficiently melting the ice on her feet, turning it to water, and whipping it at Zuko. The force of that small whip knocked Zuko overboard.
Zuko hit the water with a very large 'splash'. The last thing Zuko saw was Flame's bored face staring at him from over the railing.
Damn perfect.
Was the last thing Zuko thought before everything went blackā¦
Soldiers from all around bent over the railing, trying to find the overboard Prince, while Flame leaned against the railing lazily.
"What happened?" Iroh anxiously asked. One brave soldier spoke up.
"It was a sparring, sir, Miss Flame knocked Prince Zuko over on purpose, sir!" He squeaked. The enraged Iroh faced the 13-year-old.
"Flame, since you knocked him over, you can bring him back!" Iroh snapped. Flame shrugged, and brought one hand up over her head. Up rose a pillar of water, and on it, sat an unconscious Zuko. She carefully waterbended Zuko on deck, then returned the water to the ocean below. Flame removed the water from Zuko's lungs, tossing it carelessly to the side. Flame then put one hand over Zuko's heart, and began to breathe deeply, using her firebending to help the Prince warm up.
Zuko sat up sputtering, and looked around as if he were crazy. Flame stood up, and walked away.
"My work is done." She said as she walked away. As Flame walked past the soldier who had told on her, she elbowed him harshly in the back. And then, she was throught he hatch and gone.
That evening, Flame stood on the bow, hugging it as she stared out at the horizon. Her big green eyes got even bigger at the sight of land. But the land began to spur old memories in her head.
In an instant, Flame was sprinting to the helm, screaming,
"HELMSMAN!"
hehe, lopchop should remember what happens now. :)
HAPPY HOLIDAYS!
INSANITY AT ITS FINEST
LONG LIVE THE HIPPIES!
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