Hello, oh amazing, oh beloved reader! I am loving my new computer. I've already changed my wallpaper to a Harry Potter picture. I could simply scream. Okay, time for the review responses:

prettyshon10: Yes, Aang truly has a tough road ahead of him. WHY DO I ALWAYS TORCHURE MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS!? I must have issues or something. :p That's just me. Oh, also, you will be finding out Azula's plot soon. Once again, thanks for your amazing reviews, and please review this chapter. (P.S. Can you guess why the numbers 626 are in my pen name? I shall give you a virtual Aang plushie if you do!)

KingRock980: Aw, thanks for the compliments. Reviews like yours make my day. I enjoy the feedback. It let's me know that I'm not just writing to no one. As for Azula, yes, she is still in the story, but *laughs in nervous embarrassment* I kind of got so busy writing about the Gaang that I forgot to put her in the last chapter. Oh well, you shall see what she has up her sleeve in time, and as promised, I shall dedicate the chapter where her plan is put into action to you. Thanks for reviewing! XD

Ahlysha: Luckily, the Gaang hasn't been recognized yet! Unfortunately, who knows when their cover might be blown, just like Aang's was. Hopefully, the rest of Team Avatar can control their emotions better than Aang. Thanks for reviewing! XD

Jokermask18: It's good to see that you're still enjoying the story. :) Thanks for reviewing. The fact that you have given my story so much praise means a lot. Thanks again for your reviews!

kataang4evs: First of all, thanks for putting your name in the review. When people do that, I can respond to more than one guest at once without any confusion. Next, do I have to start giving you virtual calming tea like prettyshon10? I can, if you want. It helps, especially with cliffhangers.

On with the story!

Disclaimer: Wow, you think people would've gotten the message by now! I didn't own A:TLA last week, when chapter 6 was posted, so do you really think anything's changed in a week? I DON'T OWN IT!

A week had passed since the newest Rebels' arrival, and throughout their stay, they had indeed noticed some changes in the Avatar that they'd come to save.

First of all, Aang now had quite the quick temper. Sometimes you couldn't even tell he was mad until he finally snapped. Nothing about his demeanor beforehand foreshadowed him being angry. This was probably due to the fact that because of his newfound temper, Aang now tried harder than ever to control it. While you might not be able to tell if he was getting angry, you could definitely tell when he was controlling his temper. It relieved them to see some of the old Aang shining through.

Aang had also changed in another way. He tended to keep to himself a lot more. He didn't open up as easily as he used to, and he absolutely hated it when people pried. This especially stung Katara, who was the one Aang had opened up most to. He had once told her everything, and now he merely greeted her as they walked by, doing so only out of formality.

Another new trait Aang possessed was his hatred of his tattoos. Katara remembered quite vividly when she had spotted the arrow on his left arm. She had purposely pointed it out to him, to see what his response would be. The boy's reaction did not please her.

"Oh, that thing? Just ignore it, Namika. It's nothing," he had said.

"It has to be something. How did you get it?" Katara had pressed.

"I don't think that how I got my tattoo is any of your business," Aang had said through gritted teeth. Katara had noticed his anger rising, and quickly dropped the subject before Aang got too mad.

Another change in Aang, one of his most notable differences, was his hatred for the firelord, the other nations, and anything else that opposed the Rebels. He was very passionate about his beliefs, and the Gaang wondered how they could possibly convince him that there was good inside the Rebels' enemies. They had figured that Zuko was the best one for that job, having once believed himself that the Fire Nation was right to try and rule over all.

Lastly, Aang now seemed to try and avoid them whenever possible. He did not seem too keen on the idea of spending time with them, and always preferred to be with his new Rebel friends. He had a tendency to try and avoid them as much as he could. Katara was the one he avoided the most, and most of the time she did get to spend with her boyfriend ended the same as when she had pointed out his tattoos.

Aang had a very good reason for avoiding them, however. It was ingrained in his mind that anything that caused visions was to be avoided or attacked. What he didn't realize, however, was that Feng was the one who put that in his head. Aang continued to avoid the new Rebels, the headaches that they caused for him nearly unbearable. His sleep was constantly interrupted, plagued with visions of that Water Tribe girl. Because Aang knew to avoid anything that brought those visions, he stayed away from the new Rebels. He would not let the visions get the best of him.

Another person who had noticed a change in Aang was Feng. He noticed how much more frequently the Avatar complained of headaches and strange visions. He noticed how the boy seemed to be in quite a lot of pain recently. He noticed how Aang was constantly badgering him for another "unfogging" session, as they were called. Feng noticed, alright, and he didn't like it one bit. He needed to figure out what was causing Aang's old memories to resurface, and he needed to do it soon.

At present, the boy who had changed and the ones who noticed the changes were in the room where Aang had his unfogging sessions, the Dai Li Hypnotics Chamber. How had Katara, Sokka, Zuko, and Toph managed to get in? They simply told Khon that they wanted to watch as the Avatar slipped farther away from the enemy, and closer to the Rebels. Admiral Khon appreciated their enthusiasm, and after a few compliments from the Gaang, he granted them their wish.

Team Avatar mentally praised themselves at a job well done. Now they had the opportunity to see what was really going on with Aang, and how it was done. They watched as the boy walked slowly in, and was strapped in to the only chair in the room. Having been told to stay out of Aang's sight, lest they get him nervous, Team Avatar stuck to the shadows and observed the scene in front of them quietly.

"There used to be columns for chaining people up in here, but Feng had them removed so that Aang could be more comfortable," the agent beside them commented in the form of a whisper. Katara was rather shocked that a Dai Li agent would be nice to Aang, the Avatar.

"Now, Aang, I suppose you know what to do at this point?" a man asked.

"I've done this millions of times, Feng. I know what to do," Aang responded sarcastically, smiling.

"Good, then I'll get started," the man whose name was apparently Feng said. Turning to a man behind him, he ordered, "Spin the light."

The agent followed orders and spun a light attached to a circular table. He continued to push it round and round.

"Here, where these," said the agent next to the Gaang, handing them each a pair of shaded glasses, "They protect against the light."

The light was indeed hard to look away from without the glasses. It burned into your vision, and when you closed your eyes, you could still see it.

"Now, Aang, focus on my voice and nothing else," the hypnotist began, speaking without any sign of emotion. Team Avatar waited in anticipation to see how Aang responded.

"Are you focusing?"

"Yes, Feng."

Team Avatar's faces collectively paled. Aang's voice had sounded so distant and far-off. What was this hypnotist about to do to him?

"Listen to what I say, Aang, and take it to heart."

"Yes, Feng," Aang replied in the same distant voice. Team Avatar noticed for the first time that his pupils were more wide than normal.

"You are a Fire Nation Rebel, and you are loyal to Admiral Khon," Feng began.

"I am a Fire Nation Rebel, and I am loyal to Admiral Khon," Aang repeated without a second's pause. Team Avatar wondered if it had been this easy the first time Aang had gone through this.

"You want Firelord Zuko dethroned," said Feng. Once again, Aang was quick to agree. Zuko winced underneath his helmet.

"You never were the Avatar."

"I never was the Avatar," Aang responded, this time sounding rather happy with what he said.

"You never knew Team Avatar, and care nothing for them. You want them dead," This, Team Avatar had been told, was what Feng had been working with Aang on in all their meetings lately.

Team Avatar awaited Aang's answer forlornly. Why had they even come here in the first place? All they were doing was watching Aang deny ever fighting for good, deny ever knowing them, wanting them dead, deny ever loving…

...but no answer came. Aang merely sat in his chair, not even acting as if he heard Feng.

"You never knew Team Avatar, and care nothing for them. You want them dead."

"N-no…"

Katara, Sokka, Zuko, and Toph all stared in shock at the rather limp form of Aang. They waited eagerly to see what happened next.

"You never knew Team Avatar, and care nothing for them. You want them dead," Feng repeated.

"My...family…"

Katara could have cried tears of joy right then, but she held back. it was hard, however, as Aang had showed no feelings of kinship toward her for the past week, and not to mention the months she had to go without talking to him, impatiently awaiting his letters. Yes, she certainly needed that little comment from Aang, even if he wasn't aware he made it.

"Team Avatar is not your family. You hate all of them," Feng continued to try and break Aang's connection to his friends and girlfriend.

"No…" Aang continued to protest, much to the delight of the people he was subconsciously defending.

"You hate Firelord Zuko," said Feng, trying a different approach. He'd try to get Aang to hate each of them one at a time.

"No...he...changed…" Aang replied. Zuko smiled.

"You hate Firelord Zuko," Feng persisted.

"No," Aang said yet again.

On and on it went. Feng would tell Aang he hated Zuko. Aang would disagree. It felt like hours, but finally Aang relented, if only a little.

"You hate Firelord Zuko," Feng said, trying not to sound as tired and irritated as he felt.

"He called me...killer," Aang murmured at last. Everyone could hear the anger in his voice.

Feng smiled at the breakthrough. "Yes," he agreed, "he did."

"Don't kill…" Aang continued.

Feng suddenly smiled, a new idea forming in his mind on how to get Aang to hate his old friends.

"There are other things he did to you," Feng began.

"Yes...he...used to...attack...me...stole…'Tara's necklace…"

"You never really liked Zuko at all," Feng continued, watching as Aang's face scrunched up in anger.

"Maybe...never...did…"

He only said three little words, but these three little words affected everyone in the room. Feng was thrilled. This had been an obstacle for Aang since he had first been brainwashed, and Feng was fairly certain he had just discovered the cure! This meant that Aang had just gotten much closer to forgetting his old life, and the less he remembered of his old life, the less chance of him going mad. The rest of the Dai Li were just happy to be able to move on to something else.

However, the newest Rebels couldn't have agreed less. They were feeling quite the opposite. From their point of view, Aang was slipping further and further away from them. The fact that he was starting to deny ever loving or at least caring for any of them really drove home the point.

"You hate Firelord Zuko. He does terrible things like the ones you just listed."

A long, and what seemed to be a rather hesitant pause, and then...

"I hate Firelord Zuko. He does terrible things like the ones I just listed."

And that was it, he officially hated a member of Team Avatar. Aang hated Firelord Zuko.

"Good, we're done here," Feng motioned for the boy to be released from his seat, and for the light to stop spinning.

Everyone took off their glasses and people began to file out the room, Aang being escorted to his room by Feng and another agent. Eventually the only ones remaining were the Gaang.

They all looked at each other, each person thinking the same thing. Will we ever get Aang back?

Azula sat calmly in her room, blatantly ignoring the comments that had been made about her just within earshot. She would show them.

The time she'd spent here had been, in her opinion, truly dreadful. It didn't even matter to her that she was no longer locked up in an asylum. She still wasn't being treated like the royalty she was. How could they treat the true firelord like she was a peasant? She deserved better!

The Fire Nation princess hated every single Rebel within this wretched place. She had absolutely no control over anything that went on anymore. People were treating that foolish admiral as if he were ruler of them all! They should be treating Azula like that, not Khon.

"Mad girl, heard she went insane after that Water Tribe girl defeated her."

"Can't even accept defeat."

"I heard she was insane before her battle, heard that she banished all her old followers."

"The Dai Li used to work for her before she got so paranoid."

Azula overheard even more gossip about her as people passed her room, filling herself with pleasure at the thought of their demise. They needed to be taught a lesson, and Azula considered herself the best person for the job.

Bitter laughs echoed throughout the Rebel encampment, as a certain princess continued to plot out every move of her plan.

Well, what did you think? This chapter is a bit of filler, really, but the fact that Feng has discovered a way to get Aang to hate the Gaang is pretty important. Oh, also, Kataangst won the poll! Lastly, are any of you fans of Harry Potter? If so, can you recommend me a good dark Harry fanfic, but with no slash? That's all. Goodbye, and please review!