A/N: Hey y'all! I got chapter 8 up finally, and I am officially over my writer's block! Ten minutes to finish from the final separator to the end, minus the author note. Halleleuia! Does anyone out there know any German? I am foreshadowing by asking you people if you know any. It will come in handy. Mwahahahaha. I had some fun over the past few days. If you want to read about it, keep reading. If not, just skip to the good stuff. Teeheehee.

We were supposed to go to a jumpers horseshow on Sat., but it got rained out. Our first rain in 6 1/2 months! Yipee! So, to pass the time, all twelve of us went to Cracker Barrel and had brunch. I ate sooo much! Then, we went to the Gaylord Texan hotel and resort. That place is sooooo cool! I came up with a new catchphrase while at the Gaylord. My dad has officially become the 'Gaylord Boys'. Yay! It is... Gees, my Bees! Wild, I know. Oh well.

After that, we went to the mall. Woopee! We were shopping for about ten hours when my stomach started talking to me. It buged me so much that we ended up eating at the Rainforest Cafe. I love that place. I got ahuge pizza. Yum.

Down to business. Does anyone want me to add lines from songs at the beginning, or just keep it strictly to in the story? Review and tell me, y'all! Sianara suckers! (cough not cough)

Chapter VIII: Attack of the Mad Teens

It took awhile to locate Zhao's ship, two hours to be exact. Once in sight of Zuko's telescope, Iroh estimated that it would be about an hour until they reached his ship. In that time, everyone, even the Avatar and his friends were preparing to board and fight, with force if necessary. Everyone had become very fond of all three firebender girls, and none wanted any of them hurt. Least of all, the Prince and his uncle.

The hour Iroh had estimated passed rather quickly, and all but the doctor crept onto Zhao's ship from a miniscule little rowboat, Sokka with his boomerang, Aang with his staff, and Zuko with his Long Dao broadswords sheathed on his back. It was reaching midday, and that meant that all had to be deadly careful as to not give themselves away.

All in pairs, minus Zuko, split up to scour the ship for any sign of Shaiya. It didn't take long. Zuko ran into Aang and Katara, followed soon by Sokka and Onya. The five were about to turn a corner when they heard two soldiers conversing.

"That redhead is one sexy little bitch. I wish she was mine."

"Amen. I don't mind serving under Zhao, but the fact that he gets everything, and we get nothing is sickening."

"True, it is sickening. I can't wait till we get home. My wife is probably miserable."

"Don't be too sure, Vurra. I heard rumors that the women were perfectly fine without us."

"Don't believe crap like that, Ishadian. The other soldiers just want to taunt us. They're bored, and frankly, I don't blame them. Zhao won't even let us near his Pai Sho game board. We wouldn't be so bored, though, if we just had a few little toys."

"Toys?"

"Girls, you moron. Slaves, wenches, toys. Get it?"

"No need to be coy with me. I may not be the smartest, but I am not dumb."

"Ishadian, I never said you were dumb. Just a little slow. But what more can you expect from a blonde?" At that comment, Onya was exhibiting major self-control, she really wanted to attack the one named Vurra for that comment. She didn't have to do a thing, though, Ishadian beat her to the punch. Literally. Then all seven heard footfalls, metal boots on the (metal) ship. Zhao was coming. The five hiding ducked behind some barrels of blasting jelly and enjoyed the show.

"Ishadian, Vurra. What are you doing?" came Zhao's voice, hissing like a cobra, with poisonous breaths, sitting, waiting for one of the soldiers to set one fingernail out of line so he could pounce.

"Just… just talking, sir."

"Well, your done now. Get back to work. I'll be busy in my quarters. No disturbances." Zhao turned on his heels and headed the way of his room, where Shaiya was sure to be waiting her untimely fate at his hands.

"What will we do now?" Katara asked suddenly. Zuko was planning on rushing after Zhao when the two returned to their work, but Ishadian and Vurra didn't leave, just began picking up barrels of blasting jelly and moving them across the deck to some other soldiers. There goes their hideout.

"Here's what we do." Zuko whispered. "Onya, you get back to the ship. Bring Kagouya and Vei. Cause the biggest distraction you can. Sokka, Katara… Avatar, you cause a distraction until Onya gets back with those hellish beasts of hers. Then, if possible, begin to tear the ship apart. Just enough to where Zhao comes out. Once he does, I'll go get Shaiya. As soon as I do, you take off on Vei. Leave Kagouya. How many will Vei hold?"

"Three, if we squish."

"Then you'll have to squish. Make sure Kagouya is on the stern. That's where I'll take Shaiya. We'll take off on her, and meet you back at the ship. How long until you return with them, Onya?"

"About twenty minutes."

"Great. We'll try to hold them off, and find as many of the others as we can and tell them the plan. We'll need the biggest distraction possible." They ended their whisper conversation when Vurra and Ishadian returned for two more barrels. As soon as the two turned their backs, the other five took off, Onya for the rowboats, the remaining for a new hiding place.

Shaiya was startled when the door was flung open, revealing Admiral Zhao, or as she preferred to call him, Admiral Monkey Face.

"Get up." he commanded.

"No."

"Excuse me? What did you just say?"

"No." she replied calmly.

"When I tell you to get up, you damn well better do as I say."

"Bite me."

"Don't tempt me."

"Go ahead, just find out what a mad woman is like."

"I already have. I crossed your mother once, and she nearly killed me."

"Why haven't you learned your lesson, then?"

"You are very different, and much weaker, than your mother."

"So? I'll still fight back."

"That's exactly it. You don't know when to quit."

"Neither do you."

"That's not my point!" Zhao began to get aggravated.

"And what, may I ask, is your point?"

"That when your outclassed, just give in. It'll save energy."

"I don't need to save energy. You, however, need a new haircut. You look like a friggin' monkey."

"How dare you!"

"How dare I what?"

"Insult me that way!"

"So your weak enough to succumb to insults?"

"NO!"

"Then quit acting like it." Shaiya was enjoying this now, for she was getting a rise out of the Admiral, and it was pretty funny, too. He contorted his face to look even more like a monkey than it already did.

"That's it. Your done!" he yelled. He tore off his armor, threw it unceremoniously in the corner, and grabbed Shaiya by the upper arm. He tossed her on the bed, and began to undress her.

"EXCUSE ME! JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!"

"Using you. Your in my control now, and no one is going to be able to stop me. My crew can handle anything your friends can throw at them."

He had her shirt off, and was working at her pants when she kicked him where it really counted. He screamed in agony and tumbled to the floor. Shaiya jumped up, tossed her shirt on, and ran to the door, only to find it locked. She spun around just in time to dodge Zhao's flaming fists.

They fought for about twenty minutes until Shaiya began to tire. Dodging flame after flame, and trying to toss your own in, as she found out, especially against the Admiral and fire lord's right hand man, wasn't easy. Beads of sweat were forming on her forehead, and her muscles were screaming their protests. Zhao, however, didn't seem to be wavering, even though the room had to be at least 100 degrees.

Zuko could hear the fight going on outside the room. He had been sitting there for nearly half an hour by the time he heard exactly what he was waiting for. Onya had arrived with the sujios. As they reared, their hooves struck the deck, letting out a monstrously loud boom that echoed all through the ship. Zuko could see the fire blasts just down the hall, the door to the deck just a little ways off.

Then, just what he had been waiting for. One of Zhao's soldiers, Ishadian, came running down the hall to fetch their commanding officer.

Zhao had finally gotten Shaiya nearly undressed, he had to pin her down, beat her bloody, andknock her semi-unconscious to do so. He heard a knock on the door. It sounded frantic.

"I thought I said no distractions!"

"But sir, we're under attack! Prince Zuko's uncle, three girls, and numerous other fire soldiers are out trying to rip the ship to bits! We need your help! They have two sujios with them!" At the mention of the word 'sujio', Shaiya tilted her head toward the door, and Zhao released her. She just laid there. He got up, yelled he would be out in five, dressed, and went to save his incompetent soldiers from the battle.

While Zhao was gone, Shaiya just didn't move. He had locked the door behind him, and she had no way to get out. She was too worn out to melt the handle. Then, as if her wish had come true, the handle turned a bright orange and began to melt away. A minute later, Zuko thrust the door open and ran in. To Shaiya's side. He looked down at her as he knelt beside her. She was half conscious, and covered in blood. Her own blood. She had a broken nose, and her wrists were bloody. Her face was bruised, her legs purple in some places. Her arms were red where Zhao was holding her.

Zuko looked down on her as she struggled to open her eyes.

"Hang on. Just gimme a second." he whispered. He walked over to where her clothes were as she tried to sit up. He grabbed her clothes and attempted to get her to stand. She managed, and she pulled her clothes on. Seeing that she was in no condition to walk, Zuko picked her up bridal style and ran from the room to the stern. He found Kagouya waiting there. He tossed her up on the saddle, jumped up after her, and guided the animal to the edge of the boat at a dead run. Kagouya spread her wings gracefully and took off for the ship.

Seeing his nephew in the air, Iroh quickly foiled his opponent.

"Get out of here! We have what we came for!" At that command, all stopped, the soldiers from Zuko's ship ran to the side of the ship and dove, Onya, Sokka, and Katara leapt onto Vei, and Aang took off on his glider. All returned to the ship in one piece, Iroh the most severely burned, with minor second degree burns on his arms.

Once they landed, Onya threw her leg over Vei's neck and took off for the infirmary. There, she found her best friend in a bed, caked in blood.

A/N: Hahaha! Cliffie! Just to keep y'all from killing me mercilessly, I'll get chapter 9 up A.S.A.P. Please don't kill me!Don't forget about what I asked for! Anyone who has access to German and whether or not y'all want songs at the beginning and in the story, or just in the story. Tell Me! R&R y'all!