Chapter 8: Monkey Gone to Heaven

Another bizarre Pixies song for your chapter title, well, it's a bizarre chapter and the Pixies are awesome, what can I say? Seriously the Pixies are great, go listen to their songs if you don't believe me. Ok so this chapter is back to Jet and Azula, some Zutara fluff, a little bit, and bringing the Aang-gaang into the plot once again, for a real purpose. The hunt for Azula.

Jet woke up slowly. There was wood and sand beneath him and something warm and heavy on top of him. What happened? Was he on a beach? He struggled out from the warm, heavy thing as he struggled to remember. As he looked down at the Princess's frowning face, he remembered. Jet back stepped and looked around. Where was he? A deserted island. Bits of the row boat smashed on the beach.

A soft moan cam from the Princess. She was walking up. She was getting to her feet. Jet drew his swords. The Princess spat out some sandy water and glared at him. "This is your fault."

"You pushed us over the railing. You could have gone down with the rest of the ship. It's your fault that you're stuck with me. Not mine." Jet started to walk away.

"You, moron! You're the one who probably sank the ship!" the Princess shouted after him.

"That was probably the Konashi, not me. Congratulations, you underestimated them."

"So who are you?"

Jet stopped and turned around. "I'm Jet, Leader of the Freedom Fighters."

"How come they abandoned you? Whatever that girl's name was, she said she was temporary leader."

"Smellerbee," Jet muttered. "I wouldn't expect a firebender to understand." Why wasn't she trying to kill him? Why wasn't he trying to kill her?

"I could kill you right now," she said.

There was the death threat. "Go ahead. The Fire Nation killed everyone I cared about. But after you kill me, do you really think you can survive on your own?" Jet wasn't stupid. He couldn't kill her himself.

The Princess's eyes narrowed. "What makes you think I can't survive?"

"We're on a deserted island. You don't have many options. Who are you going to intimidate resources out of? That tree over there?"

"There's stuff to eat in the jungle."

"And you know what's poisonous and what isn't?" Silence. "I didn't think you were the type, Princess."

"It's Princess Azula."

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"So this vision was about Azula?"

"Yes, Zuko," Ursa answered.

"But why does Avatar Roku want you to save her?"

"I don't know, Zuko, but I know I have to find her," Ursa said patiently.

"I'm coming with you."

"Zuko."

"I don't want to lose you again."

"Zuko. I was going to ask you to come."

"Oh."

"I'm going to tell Aang. As my student, he'll have to come in order to finish his training." Ursa got up.

"If he's coming, practically everyone will be coming."

"I know. But some will still be needed here. I am going to ask Iroh to take over the regular students' training."

Zuko nodded. "When will we leave?"

"I'm not sure yet. Soon."

"I'm going to tell Katara."

"Ok, Zuko." Ursa kissed her son's head. "Let her come if she wants to."

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Azula glared at the rebel across the fire. He had caught her. She couldn't survive without him and he was using that to keep himself alive. That smart bastard. She decided to blame the entire situation on Commander Fulazon. If he hadn't lost Konashi in the first place…. It was hopeless.

She looked down at the fire. Fire. It was her advantage on this island. She had the fire. She watched the rebel in her peripheral vision. He was ignoring her, staring at the stars. Azula was used to being ignored. She was used to being feared.

She glanced at the rebel. "I'm going to sleep, you touch me, you die. I'll chance poison."

"Wouldn't dream of touching a firebender." But his thoughts were already leading him astray. He could not help but notice that she was beautiful.

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Zuko stood with Katara against him. His armed wrapped around in front of her and his chin on her shoulder. They were in Ursa's garden, standing by the pool.

"Katara, my mom had another vision."

"What happened?"

"Something happened to Azula and Avatar Roku says my mom has to find her."

"How come?"

"I don't know."

"Zuko? Are you going with your mother?"

"Yes."

"I want to come too."

"I wouldn't have it any other way." Katara smiled as Zuko kissed her cheek. "Aang's coming too."

"That means Toph will come." Katara laughed.

"Uncle is staying to teach the firebenders for mom."

"Crin and Raan have to stay to continue their lessons," Katara mused.

"Which means that Sokka will most likely stay here too." Zuko smiled. He spent a lot of time avoiding Sokka these days.

"What a welcome break for you," Katara said.

"You're worth it. I'd take a hundred angry Sokkas for you."

Yes, it shall be a Jetzula, Jezula, Azet, Azulet, whatever you what to call the pairing. Yup, they deserve each other don't they? It's cute, I swear. Oh and I came up with this really good symbolism things, oh my creativity just gives me the gidds sometimes. Hahah. Well, you'll see. I just love the way I wrote it, it switches from Jet's POV to Azula's, and well, I just happen to think it's amazing, but you guys are the critics, so go ahead, critique if you'd like. Oh and my friend wants me to make this thing a trilogy, so I don't know quite yet if I really want to do a trilogy, or not. If I do make this a trilogy, I have some options, I could make it a prequel to Violets, and do my modified version of season 3, but then I have a separate storyline, that I want to do for my own version of season 3, but if I keep to this series then I can't make it Zutara, which is really what my alternate storyline would be, so then I could just make the third in the trilogy come right after Roses, but I wrote an epilogue for Roses, so yeah, I'm still pondering my options, personally I think I'm ready to move on from this series, but hey you guys are my readers, let me know what you want, and if you have any ideas, requests, suggestions, etc. Ta.