I'm sorry that it took me so long to update. I have just been uninspired to write. I have no other excuses. Please forgive me!

Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar or Dragon Ball Z. I do however own the fact that i can't spell. How do you spell Sayian? I mean Saiyan.

The next day was spent sleeping and eating in bed. I have to say, it was pretty nice. Not much went on, but Zuko was called to meetings multiple times. We weren't really sure what was going on.

I woke up late and was eating breakfast when Katara walked in. "Hey Saru, what's up?" she asked, but I thought she sounded distracted.

"What have you guys been up to?" I asked.

"We had to go to some meetings."

"That involved?"

"Well…..there may be some trouble," she replied, not looking at me.

"Which is?" I asked when she didn't continue.

"Well, there's a problem."

"You already said that."

"No I didn't."

"Not exactly in those words. Skip it. What's going on?"

"There's an army that's attacking some villages in the earth kingdom. It seems that it is mainly made up of pro-Ozai supporters. The only thing is, the enemy never leaves very many survivors. All of the men who have made it back seem to be scared out of their minds. They keep blabbing on about zombies or something."

"And what exactly is going to be done?"

"Well," she started guiltily before being interrupted by a messenger.

"Lady Katara, your presence is being requested in the war room."

"Tell them they can wait," I said to Katara.

"My lady, it comes directly from Fire Lord Zuko."

"I'll be back as soon as the meeting is over," she told me while patting my hand and walking out the door. The messenger closed the door behind her, leaving all by myself.

"Wonderful," I said to no one. I tried to think of something to do, but there wasn't much. The room was so plain, but I noticed for the first time that the walls were pink. And I'm not going to try to sound manly by calling it salmon. No, it was pink. I had to stare in horror at the utter pinkness of the pink walls. I could feel my masculinity draining from my body. I had to escape.

I quickly ran to the door, but thought better of it. I technically wasn't supposed to leave. So instead I went out the doors to the balcony.

The warm sun beat down on me, and I felt rejuvenated, including my masculinity. I gazed on the city around me, and saw a bunch of huge mansions inside of a volcano. It seemed really boring to me. I sat on the ledge and counted the number of clouds in the sky. One. It was going to be a long wait.

"My lord, all of our plans are going well. The only thing that worries me is that Saiyan."

"Don't worry Ashi. I have arranged a little test for our friend. We'll find out if he is really worth our time."

I was looking around trying to find something to do. I saw some citizens below going about their business. A few stared at me as they walked by.

A felt a presence behind me. Then a felt a few more. Again, wonderful.

I turned to face my new "friends." There were about eight men armed with swords and spears. One had two knives and he looked dangerous. He nodded and one of the spearmen lunged at me.

I sidestepped his attack and with a single chop, broke his spear in half. He looked at me like I was some kind of giant sea serpent, and I had to smile. I punched him in the face, and he fell. Unconscious. Maybe this wouldn't be as hard as I had thought.

Before I was ready another goon attacked. He really seemed like the goon type. He was big and muscly. He didn't look particularly bright either. Anyways, he tried to decapitate me, but I blocked his attack with my fingers. He gave me a look just like his friend had. Typical goon. A blow to the stomach and another to the face, for good measure, was enough to dispatch him. I didn't need to be cocky, but I had to give the other goons a "bring it on" beckon. I know, how cliché.

Two guys decided to try their luck next. One had a ball and chain and the other had two swords. He was obviously way too cool to have just one sword. Maybe he was compensating for something. Their strategy was for sword guy to distract me, and ball guy to hit me. How original. It wasn't really working for them. Big ball was just making me angry.

I quickly punched sword guy in the face (not sure why I seemed to be obsessed with punching people in the face), and when Mr. Big Ball took a swing at me, I grabbed the ball and broke the chain. Then I threw the ball back his way, but he wasn't fast enough to dodge it. (Piccolo: "DODGE!") I wondered if throwing balls at people would make a good game.

Sword guy decided to make another appearance, so I took one right out of his hand. With a little fancy footwork I was able to get the other sword out of his hand and in a show of strength, I bent them both into a U shape. Now I was just showing off.

Two more attacked, but these guys were fire benders. They decided to open with a huge fire attack to burn me to a crisp. They seemed surprise for some reason when I was unscathed after they stopped. I took advantage of their surprise to do a flying kick, Sokka style. The guy went flying and crashed through the wall. And another wall. And another wall. Oops. Hey, the stupid pink walls deserved it. Maybe Zuko could renovate the room and paint the room a manlier color. Like purple.

The other fire bender was so freaked out that he ran away and jumped off the balcony. I looked back at the others, but found that there was only the guy with the knives. I guess I had miscounted. They never taught math to us as children. We were too busy beating each other up. So sue me. You won't get far.

The last guy just stood there. "You gonna attack anytime soon?" I asked.

"He only attacks at my command," said someone behind me.

So? What do you think? I'