Hey. I am so sorry that it has taken so long to up-date. I have had problems with my laptop. I feel like I should explain something before I go on. This is the 90th chapter of the story as a whole. If you have read the story before, when I posted it the first time, then you will know that there is a major event in the next part. That event I would like to be the 100th chapter, or the aftermath to be the 100th chapter. That is why I have to extent this part of the story a little longer. That doesn't mean that I am adding in filler, I am just splitting the chapters up a little differently. Rather than maybe three long chapters, it will be around six shorter chapters.

Aang's hands took hold of the chain, he pulled it as hard as he could. The headboard almost broke in two with the force. He wrapped the chain around his wrist the way he had done the night before. Then he left Toph's room and walked to his. Resting next to the window was his glider. He picked it up as he opened the window. The city was starting to come alive. He could make out a few people walking the streets. His energy went into controlling his breathing and steadying his nerves. He had hoped that standing still like this would calm him a little, stop him from feeling so angry with her. It didn't, he was to mad. He needed to see her, hear from her what she had done. He wasn't sure if that would help him with his anger, or make it worse. He just knew that he had to do it.

Leaping over the windowsill and opening up his glider he took to the sky. He swept over the houses of the city, as he speeded towards the outer ring of the city and the broken sword inn. He figured that this would be the best place to start looking for her. It was the place that she had wanted to go to when they first came to the city. By the time he was able to think more clearly, he was standing in-front of the broken sword inn. The sign was still hanging in a way that looked like it would fall down any-time soon. On this occasion it didn't bother him. He walked under it and into the inn with a real sense of purpose and authority.

This was sadly not noticed by the drags of people that still remained in the inn. There where at least six men still in the main room. All of whom lay passed out, lying over a table or spread out over the floor. For the first time Aang saw the floor of the inn and the bar in the far corner. They where both a dull tired brown colour. His eyes only skimmed over all of this, as they were set on the door in the opposite wall. He had to step over a man on the floor and jump back a little to avoid being his by the flaring arms of a man that was just starting to wake up.

For a split second he was tempted to kick the door open, but didn't. He was having to try so hard to remain clam, that he worried if he kicked the door dowm, he would also end up hurting the man he hoped would be on the other side. He couldn't afford to do that, at least not tell he had got what information he needed from him. This thought he also had to fight back, it was so unlike him, and too like Toph.

The back room was almost empty, except for two men and the large table they where sleeping at. Aang slammed the door behind him. As the two men in-front of him shut op after being woken by the loud noise, he heard noises from the other side of the door that told him that he hard woken them as well.

"Where is the jade bandit." He was directing his hard steely stare at the man he had spoken to before.

Changpu slowly started to focus on what was going on. His automatic response got lost as he met the avatars eyes. "I don't know."

"Don't lie to me." Aang started to walk further into the room. The floor was littered with playing cards and empty glasses.

Changpu looked like a fire had been lit under him, as he jumped to his feet, and took a step back. He wanted to be able to get away from Aang as fast as possible. He had noticed that Toph wasn't with him. He worried that that meant she had told him about what happened the night she had come to this room on her own. Now he was back for revenge for hurting his girl, and this stuff about the jade bandit was all an excuse. "I'm...not lie...ing. I don't...know."

"Tell me what you do know." Recognising the reaction his presence was having on the man in-front of him he stood still know. Not getting any closer.

"They sent my something to keep, till they came to get it..."

"And, What was it." He could already guess what it was that Changpu had been told to keep hold off by the jade bandit. Lord Hong's emerald, that she had stolen.

"I don't know. It was in a small brown sack. They came the same night you did to pick it up. That's all I know."

"So, you really don't have any clue as to where they would be now."

There was a look in Changpu's eyes that Aang hated to see. It was a look of pleading. He hated to see that in anyone's eyes, especially directed at him. It showed how much he had weakened the person, not just in a fight, but their spirit too. "I over heard that they were meting a group of sandbender's in the desert this morning, but I don't know if that is true or not."

Aang though this over. It made sense if she wasn't prepared to keep hold of the emerald herself before, then she would pass it on to someone else again. They didn't have anything with them the night before. He had looked, they didn't have a brown sack with them, he was sure of that. This could mean that there was two people that night, the jade bandit didn't work alone. This train of thought lead to a hope that maybe this wasn't really Toph. At the very least she may not be a greedy thief. He stopped this train of thought before he could get too caught up in it. He couldn't afford to get his hopes up.

Without another word Aang turned and left. The inn was now almost empty. The only person in the main room with him was the bartender. He watched Aang as he walked towards the door, his glider swing from side to side. He avoided looking at the bartender. He didn't need to be distracted by anyone or anything now. This talk with Changpu had only left him with more questions, and a stronger need to find her, see her and talk with her. Once again he opened his glider and took to the sky's.

In a few minutes he was over the city walls. When he glanced back at the city he saw the new part of the wall that had been added to repair the damage done by the drill, Almost five years ago to the day.

There were more people walking the streets now. The sun also now fully in the sky. Making him grateful to have the cool breeze whipping past him. He finally made his gaze full on the expanse of sand below him. In the distance the sand seemed to be falling into place after it had been forced from its position. The closer he got the more he saw of the speeding sand-sailor and the dark figure that it seemed to be speeding towards. If this was the jade bandit and the sandbenders they were meting, then this all seemed to essay.

The figure was different from the jade bandit he had met the night before. They seemed to be wearing a brown cloak, that when the wind picked up he could see had a silk jade lining. The sand-sailor stopped a few feet from the figure. The two sandbender's on board didn't get down. They remained on board where they stood, so did the figure. Just as Aang landed on the sand floor a good few feet behind the figure. They lifted their right arm. A brown sack in their hand. They moved their arm back throwing something at the sandbender on the sand-sailor. It was caught and the sand-sailor turned and speed off.

Before the figure, the jade bandit, Toph had a chance to return their arm to their side, Aang bend a ball of fire in his hand and sent it toward them. The jade bandit was hit right on their right shoulder. They hadn't noticed Aang's presence or expected a hit. They where taken by surprise. That and the force of the hit caused them to be knocked to the ground. Aang only lifted his eyes from them to watch as the sand-sailor picked up speed to get away from him. He wasn't planing on following after them. He had more important things to take care of now, they could wait.

The jade bandit was now pulling themselves to their feet. Once standing they remained standing with their back to their attacker. They rolled their right shoulder, then their neck. Trying to shake off the burning pain from the fire ball. The hood from the cloak had fallen as they stood up. This revealed the back of the black face mask they wore to cover ever inch of themselves. Aang saw were the half mask tied at the back of their head. Just under that he saw a tare in the mask, probably cased by the fire ball.

Through this tare their hair was falling through. It was black. Almost as black as the mask and the main part of their outfit. The blackest hair he had even seen. It was also long and shone brightly in the harsh morning sun. Slowly they finally turned to face him.

He kept his gaze focused on the eye holes of the half mask. He wanted to look them in the eye when he said what he had to and heard what they had to say. All the had wanted to say ran through his head, so fast he couldn't catch one sentence to make it come out of his mouth. They just stood their waiting for the silence to be broken, and the fighting to start.

I am really liking cliffhanger endings in this part. I hope you liked it. As always please review and let me know what you think.