I know i am severely late on posting this chapter. There were some major complecations not to mention my cousin (the one i complain about allot) is here and curenly peering over my shoulder driving me insane. I'm really sorry.

Everything was an eerie blank. Rather then the loud bloody battle margined there was nothing. It was too quiet.

Zuko ran through the wall of the city and towards where he hoped his friends were. It was a harsh freezing. Something generally strange in summer, even in the water tribes.

He stopped short along the wall. Nothing. Nobody. A weak sound brought his attention towards the ice. He quietly followed until he found it's source.

Mizu was fighting off a fire nation solder with his boomerang. He was doing a surprisingly good job against the spear the man had. Zuko was impatient though, so he shot a fireball at the mans head. He wasn't hit but the shock dropped him to the ground.

Mizu took a breath. "Thanks" there were a few other bodies on the floor.

Zuko was blunt though. "What's going on? Where's everyone?"

"I don't know. The invasion just disappeared" Mizu shrugged, hoping that was so.

"They didn't disappear. They already invaded the city" Zuko corrected.

'What!" Mizu looked up hastily. "Is everyone alright?"

"Everyone is out and safe" Zuko said.

"You sure?" Mizu asked. Zuko nodded. Mizu sighed. "I'm sorry. My little sister was up there" Zuko thought back to the girl who gave him the exit. She did have a major resemblance to Mizu.

"She's fine"

"Good" Mizu looked around. "Let's try to meet up with your friends"

"They might have went back up after the collapse" Zuko suggested. Mizu nodded and they began running up the hill.

Zuko turned behind them and froze. "What the-" Mizu stopped in his tracks. They were surrounded. Yu Yan Archers in every direction. "What do we do?" Mizu whispered.

"Pull out your boomerang and get ready to run" Zuko didn't look at Mizu as he spoke. With swords drawn his eyes were on the enemy in front. Mizu understood and turned, defending from the other side.

"Ready" Zuko whispered. "And NOW!" as Zuko predicted the arrows began to fly and the two ran, slicing anything in their way. Things went well for a part. The main clearing was long gone but they were no where's near the city.

Suddenly the was a gasp and Mizu dropped to his knees, clutching his chest. Zuko, noticing out of the corner of his eyes, went to move and was hit in his wounded leg. Without much though he made a flame barrier around the two.

Mizu obviously was never seriously injured before because he was freaking out. "It's gonna be fine" Zuko assured. "I need you to relax" the younger boy gulped and tried to stay still as Zuko laid him in the snow. "I have to take the arrow out" Zuko warned. "It's going to start bleeding pretty badly"

Mizu nodded and tried to avert his attention to the arrows around them being consumed by flame. Zuko had opened Mizu's tunic and was easing the arrow out. It was directly under his rib cage and had somehow managed not to piece any of the boned or arteries. The younger boy gritted his teeth. Zuko stopped to strengthen the flames. He then worked quickly. Pulling out the arrow tip, applying pressure, and tying Mizu's sash tightly over it.

Mizu relaxed and took a breath. His chest still hurt badly but not as much as with the arrow in it. "You should be alright. I don't think it hit anything deadly" Zuko didn't sound too certain.

"How'd you learn all that" Mizu felt himself ask.

"Actually, I was kind of winging it." Zuko replied. He did know some about medicine but not enough to be certain he did the right thing.

"That's reassuring" Mizu rolled his eyes. He looked back at the now depleting shield. "How are we gonna do this?"

"I don't know" Zuko said truthfully. He hated not knowing.

"Maybe we can…" Mizu paused. "I got nothing"

Zuko used a last burst of energy to strengthen the shield. They needed a plan and fast.

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Iroh sighed as he looked into the clouds. The Order of The White Lotus had re-conquered Ba Sing Se almost to easily. That was until the aftermath. Jong Jong had passed away only an hour ago due to injuries.

Iroh couldn't help but wonder about his nephew and friends. It was obvious the world wasn't up in flames but something didn't feel right. Iroh was taken aback from his worries as a messenger hawk perched outside his tent.

As Iroh read the letter his world fell apart. Zuko was dead. That was all oit took to turn Iroh's world upside-down. They lost and Zuko was dead. Ozai ruled the world and Zuko was dead. Azula was firelord and…. Iroh's mind trailed off.

It didn't make sense. Not only was Aang surely stronger than Ozai and Zuko surely stronger than Azula but the world was not in flames. If they lost the world would be in flames. He remembered Zuko's words all to clearly.

There was no possible explanation.

Well there was something, playing over in Iroh's mind in an almost annoying way. His nephews voice was strong but young. He clearly remembered when he heard this first.

Azula always lies

And he believed it. Because somewhere along the lines he knew Zuko hadn't given up yet.

Azula always lies

He was surely alive.

Azula always lies

And Iroh knew it.

Because hope wasn't gone yet.

i was pretty disapointed with how i wrote Iroh's part. I really amn't very god at keeping him in character. I likes the rest of the chapter though.

Major problem clifhanger with Mizu and Zuko. What else is new.

Oh also, i got a good amount of reviews on the last chapter. Thank's people.

Um not much else to say.

Please review XD