A/N: Thanks everyone who read this! Enjoy, once again!

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Katara, Aang, and Ty-Lee

Katara followed Aang and Ty-Lee going door to door talking with some random people. They all had different ideas of who it was, but no one that really made the kids think they'd better check them out. Ty-Lee was her usual cheery, so whenever someone gave her a confused glance she'd reply with, "Kidnappings in Omashu, silly!" It sort of bothered Aang, but he got to the point where he could just ignore her. Katara and him were the only ones really informing them...until they met a mysterious informer.

"Well, I do have some information on that. Unfortunately, I haven't seen my daughter for a few days because I let her play nearby, and when I checked and called for her, she nearly disappeared into thin air," the mysterious woman explained. She looked older, but young enough to still have a young daughter. Katara instantly got a mental image of a small struggling girl trying to get away from her captor. She immediately shoved it away, and questioned the woman.

"Did you see her captor?" she intently asked.

"The only thing I saw...well, it was a puff of blackish gray smoke, when I realized she was gone. It made me cough, then I forgot why I had come running frantically out," she explained. Aang nodded, very baffled himself. Ty-Lee nodded, clearly gloomy and out of her cheerful mood.

"I'll show you something, just because you look like you'll be able to crack this case. Come. Follow me," she said as she led them off toward her basement. They walked frantically down the steps, well most of them walked. Ty-Lee did a front hand spring down the small staircase. She reached the bottom and glanced around herself.

"Wow, nice place. Oh, look! A pink ballerina outfit!" Her good mood was back. The woman hurried down to slap Ty-Lee on the hand.

"That is the only thing I have left of her. Her dancing was supposed to open for the performance tonight."

"The Avatar and the Fire Lord's? I am the Avatar if you haven't noticed," Aang explained, trying hard not to look like he was bragging.

"I know. I just figured you didn't want me saying anything. You're not attending tonight, are you?" She looked gloomily down. She looked like her daughter would if she heard she wouldn't be performing.

"No, probably not. This is more important," he said, quoting Katara.

"How old are the kids he is targeting, do you know?" Katara asked. The woman looked up and shook her head. Then she motioned for them to follow her again, into a secluded room where there was only a pink couch and bed set.

"This was my daughter's room. It still is, of course. She was carving something in the ground outside, before she was captured. Here," she gave the kids a small piece of dirt, which was placed onto a white sheet of paper, so you could see it better. It loked like the woman had thinnly cut it out with a knife. Katara held it carefully. Aang got suddenly worried when he saw her reaction. Desperation crossed her face, and her jaw moved as if to say something, but she couldn't. Ty-Lee looked, and an expression of grief briefly crossed her face. Katara looked around and handed it to Aang. He examined carefully. There were two stick people, a young one and a man that looked like smoke. The smoke looking man was walking toward the young one, hands outstretched, and had a face of anger on. She was frightened clearly, and doodled a small heart in the corner for her mom. Aang was overwhelmed. Katara was in the corner conversing with the woman. Almost comforting her. Ty-Lee looked into the stairway and had a face of thought on. Aang looked in the corner of the page and saw a small gray spot that was smoke eaten. He set it down and motioned for them to go.

"Thank you for sharing everything, but we need to see more people and meet up with some," he said as they walked back upstairs and into the main room. You couldn't even call it a living room, because their was no couch or TV, just a few portraits and some decorations. She nodded and waved them off. She was clearly rooting for them to find her daughter.

Mai, Zuko, and Iroh

Mai and Zuko walked next to each other, while Iroh talked and talked on about the happenings around Omashu. Mai never spoke, but Zuko did say a few things. He was pretty much wrapped up in thought too, though. The air whipped Mai's hair around, so she pulled it back and placed her arm back around Zuko. He smiled. They weren't figuring anything out, really. They even had a few doors slammed in their faces. They walked up to another one, and Uncle Iroh knocked lightly. A small man opened it, looked Iroh up and down as if he were going to draw him, and then slammed it so hard, some tea that was on Iroh's upper lip flew off.

"Nice. That's just another freak that thinks we're going to kidnap him," Mai said. Zuko laughed.

"Well, maybe we could just go meet up with the others..," he suggested. They all nodded in agreement, and walked off toward the playground. Zuko raced ahead, and then saw Suki and Sokka doing their act. He ran over to Toph who was just standing around watching earth being bent around by some young kids. It looked like she was thinking she could do way better, which she could. Zuko and Mai stood near her, while Iroh sat on a bench and heated up his tea again. This was the fourth time. But that wasn't what Mai and Zuko were paying attention to. They were witnessing what they were trying to figure out. Mai wrapped her arm around Zuko and stood in a postion that was ready to shoot blades at anyone through her fingers. Zuko kept his arm around her shoulders and put his other hand in a position ready to shoot lightning. He knew it was powerful, but he was mad. They were witnessing the kidnapping.

Suki, Sokka, and Toph

Everything went well in the beginning of the adventure, but the ending wasn't so great. Their disguises were working. Suki and Sokka were pretend fighting over a small sandbox toy, even though Sokka was on the brink of laughing. Then his expression turned grim and Suki looked at him in worry. A man appeared out of nowhere, and he stood behind Suki making large circling movements with his arms. Sokka pulled Suki over to him, while Toph threw a boulder at the man. It went through him, because he turned into a puff of smoke before it hit him.

Zuko and Mai who were now standing nearby, ran toward him, flailing their arms and shooting blades that just went through him. Iroh attempted to fire bend near him, but missed. Suki sat near Sokka, but the wretched man still grabbed her. She screamed and tried some moves on him, like a Keyoshi warrior would do. Fight 'till the end. She always quoted that. She flailed her arms at him making pressure points, doing everything a normal human wouldn't be able to bear for long. It didn't work. The man held her arm firmly and they both turned to smoke at the same time. The last thing Sokka saw was Suki's expression. It was as frightened as ever. He rose and ran to the spot where they were last seen.

"Suki!" he shouted at the top of his lungs. No response. Everyone stopped and darted back to shelter. This reminded him of the time he was sent into the spirit world on a giant creature. But it was nothing like that time. It was his girlfriend gone now. Forever.

Katara and Aang and Ty-Lee came running over to them. They were just the tiniest bit late to see the action.

"What happened?" Katara asked before they got the whole story from Iroh. Sokka was angry and Zuko and Mai were equally depressed. Aang looked around at the now vacant playground.

"Let's go home and figure our plans out!" he called to everyone. They all followed him home.

A/N: Ohh, my. Next chappie! R&R please!