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Sokka desperately wished that his hands weren't tied. He wanted more then anything to help his sister and Aang and Toph. Instead, he stood still watching as the battle unfolded.
Toph attacked first ― better to ask forgiveness then permission ― taking out most of Zuko's men in one blast. After her initial attack, she was the only one in the camp still standing.
Getting quickly to his feet, Jet ran towards Katara and Aang, his swords down at his sides, his face set. He wasn't going to stop until he killed someone.
Katara blasted Jet with a long stream of water, pummeling him until he drew back towards the trees. She didn't see his cronies, Long-shot and Smeller-bee until it was too late.
Aang went right up to Zuko, his face contorted in rage. Sokka hoped he wouldn't lose it and go into the Avatar State. "You want to fight?" Aang said, his voice loud and echoing, "fight me." He blasted Zuko into the air with a blast of air, still shouting. "Not my friends!"
Zuko got up, his hands two balls of flame. He went over to Aang, shooting balls of fire at him, which were ducked easily.
"C'mon, Fire Head!" Aang's face was red, his arrows starting to turn white. "That the best you got?"
Zuko and Aang circled each other, muttering curses while shooting elements at each other. Sokka fell to the ground while watching them. He found a sharp stone and started rubbing it against the ropes.
Sokka noticed that there was one other person who wasn't taking a part in the battle. Iroh stood at the other end of the camp, his face registering disappointment. Sokka found himself liking the old man.
Katara turned around just in time to see two people converging on her. She put up her arms, acting in instinct as she threw a wave of water in the general direction of their faces. She didn't judge correctly, though, because the two jumped her, overpowering Katara and throwing her to ground.
Toph found that after the first wave, the soldiers learned to jump. She started throwing boulders in all directions, knocking down the men like wack-a-mole. She forgot to factor in the fact that they all knew how to FireBend.
Aang suddenly realized that not only was he tuning out all the action around him, all the action had stopped. In the instant it took for him to glance around, Zuko tackled him, making Aang fall to the ground.
Sokka was four feet away. He had gone unnoticed until now, and frankly, he liked it that way. He had finally sawed through the last of the rope when Aang was thrown to the ground.
Zuko got up, raising his hand. "Finally," he whispered, staring down at the Avatar, the person he had been chasing for months. "Finally, you're mine." A ball of fire came form his hand.
Aang could do nothing ― his hands were pinioned to the ground. He turned his face away, hearing Katara's scream.
The fire never touched him. He heard a thump to his left and, turning, saw Sokka, the person they had been trying to save, lying unmoving in the dust.
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