The lead Fire Nation ship was sailing toward the Water Tribe, under the command of Admiral Zhao and Iroh.
"This will truly be one for the history books, General Iroh." Zhao said. He and Iroh were standing on the deck. "Just think, centuries from now, people will study the great Admiral Zhao, who destroyed the last of the Water Tribe civilization. You're lucky you're here to see it."
"Be careful what you wish for, Admiral. History is not always kind to its subjects." Iroh said tersely.
"I suppose you speak from experience, but rest assured. This will be nothing like your legendary failure at Ba Sing Se. Zhao Walked forward.
"I hope not, for your sake." Iroh said sadly.
"Tell the captains to prepare for first strike." Zhao said. "Today the Ice Queen of the North and her Northern Wall...will fall!"
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The bow of the lead ship breaking through thick ice floes floating in the water. Zuko stood there, looking curiously into the water, which swirled together to form a face; Khione's face.
"Don't look at me like that." Zuko whispered. "I have to do this. I have to capture the Avatar...I must restore my honor."
Khione looked desperate, she was talking to the Water Tribe troops, rallying them for battle.
"Soon we will meet at last." Zuko hissed. "Maybe then I can figure out why I keep seeing your face; and I can finally banish you from my mind."
A shard of ice fell from the ship and the ripples scattered Khione's visage. She was gone.
Zuko didn't know if he was disappointed or relieved.
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"We'll be landing soon. Do you have a plan?" Iroh said to Zuko secretly.
Zuko removed his face covering to reveal his face covered in cuts. "I'm working on it, Uncle." Zuko put the covering back in place