I sat outside the house for the next hour, just looking at the waxing moon and thinking. Suddenly, an arrow zipped out of the sky from over the wall, and hit the side of the house. I suppressed a shriek, and looked around for more. When none came, I became confused, and walked towards the arrow, attached was a note. I grew excited, It must be Uncle! I carefully unwrapped it, trying not to tear it. It read as follows:

Sing-

I am on my own vessel with only a few other soldiers, almost all from our own ship. I saw you flying on the bison today. As soon as you get this, you must move. Zuko left a boat to the East of the main gates, you must find it and row east until you find my ship. Come quickly.

-Uncle Iroh

I stuffed the note in my pocket, and raced inside the house. I anxiously tried to awaken Zuko; there was no way I could carry him the whole way back to the boat. He started to toss his head a little before his eyes fluttered open. "Where am I?" he asked, dazed.

"Zuko, we need to leave, now. Your Uncle is waiting outside the gates for us," I said as I shoved his shoes back on and offered him some bread. "I need you to walk with me to your boat. But right now I'm going to see what kind of security they have at the gates. You sit here and wake up a bit," I commanded, and ran outside. I sneaked my way up to the gates and peered up at the platform that held four guards. I cursed and ran back to the house. The wheels in my head were moving. "Zuko, how are you feeling?"

He stood up, wobbly. "I'm alright."

"We have to distract the guards, and you're going to do it," I said with fake confidence. "When we get close to the gates, bend a fire off to the side, as a distraction. They'll think it's an attack and rush to put it out or get more help. Can you do that?" I asked, looking at him for signs of strength.

He nodded, and started out the door without me. I took him the way I went, and he painfully shot the fire when the opportunity was perfect. My plan worked, and I pushed the smaller door for people, not ships, open and we escaped. But it wasn't over yet; in front of us laid a fleet of Fire Navy ships and somewhere, a band of pirates that could easily be mistake for uncle's ship.

Zuko stumbled while he tried to walk to his boat; I held his arm to support him. We finally arrived there, and I shoved off with Zuko laying at the front, exhausted. I rowed until my arms were rubber, then we drifted for a bit while I searched the sea for another boat. Suddenly, I saw one, but I wasn't confident it was friendly. When it got closer though, a Fire Nation flag wove proudly in the wind. I sighed with relief, and told Zuko who it was. He sighed as well, and laid his head back against the bow of the boat.

Three crewmen pulled us up onto the boat, and I took Zuko to the first quarters I found, and put him to bed. I walked outside, and closed the door quietly. I almost fell the first step I took, but a strong uncle caught me and hugged me tight. "Thank you for bringing my nephew back to me," he said, gratified.

"You're welcome, Uncle," was all I could say, for I was too exhausted to even stand anymore. Uncle made a guard carry me to another smaller bedroom and set me on the bed. I snuggled into the covers, and smiled at Uncle before I closed my heavy eyes and fell fast asleep.