Still don't own LoK nor Anastasia.

Iroh stared at the woman that had just rasped out her name. Whatever it was that had caused her to remember, it was strong enough to scare her into clinging to him. Or had it been the combination of herbs that he'd used?

She pulled out a necklace and looked at it, and then up at him, holding it out to him for him to take a closer look at.

"Great Agni," he said calmly, "Who are you?"

"Kailee," she rasped.

"We've established that you're name is Kailee, but there's no way for us to know that you're the real one without some sort of test," he said impatiently huffing.

He heard a scuffle upstairs and looked up before shaking his head. Kailee looked up as well and frowned, her every instinct telling her to run. As she made to, though, Iroh grabbed her arm gently and made a lengthy eye contact that he hoped would convey his conviction to keep her safe.

"I promised Avatar Korra, Mako, Bolin, and the Air Nomads that I'd keep you safe," he said firmly. "I am a man of my word, Miss Kailee."

She said nothing but rushed out to the edge of the hall to find a wall of thick ice, and then another one at the other end of the hall. Iroh simply raised an eyebrow in silent amusement before she rounded on him.

"What did you do?!" she yelled, and his demeanor changed.

"What are you talking about? I did nothing but lock the doors to keep the water out," he said stoically.

"There is ice on both ends of the hallways!" she yelled, and he frowned as he looked to either side of him.

"Waterbenders, or attack? I'll take a chance on the latter," he said sending a fireball at the first wall of ice.

But it was reformed just as soon as it melted. He blinked and did it again, and then again until finally he sent an extremely long one that melted and evaporated all the melted ice. He ran to it only to get water slammed in his face again and an even thicker wall of ice in his way.

Kailee stared and realized what was going on, and retreated back into Iroh's quarters. He followed in suit and locked the door behind them, and was about to use firebending when he realized that he was alone in the room with a woman on the job.

Flushing slightly embarrassed, he opened the door to let her out. She shook her head and stepped backwards before sneezing dramatically. One look outside at the incoming water and Iroh shut the door quickly, and just in time, too.

"Well, that most definitely puts a damper on things," he scowled. "I was going to save this for later so you could have something new to wear when you wore out all your current clothes, but I think now's as good a time as any."

He was about to go into one of his desk drawers when he heard the unmistakable agonized yells of benders losing their bending. Kailee dashed and made to cower under his bed. Unfortunately for her, his bed was true to the classic war-style and only had enough room under it for weaponry and spare gear. She cowered behind him and he prepared a fireball to protect her as the lock unmistakably clicked as an outsider used some sort of bending to create a new key.

The door burst open, and Tarala grinned madly as she began waterbending the firing hot water that was still in the kettles from when Iroh and Kailee were drinking tea. With no other alternative, Kailee grabbed a knife in the top drawer of Iroh's desk, which he had no idea how in the world she knew it was there, and then threw it at her opponent with all her might.

But with a flick of her wrist, the knife was deflected by a shield of ice. With a sadistic smile, she used waterbending to force Iroh onto his back and used ice to wrap him in a very-much in pain ball that most people outside of circus performers would be in a lot of pain to go into.

"Long time no see, baby cousin," Tarala sneered at Kailee. "What, you forgot me? I'm offended!"

Kailee's only response was to flip her newfound cousin the bird, something that Iroh would have been amused at if he weren't in pain as much as he was.

"Don't you want to at least hear about your lineage? No? well, I'll tell you anyways. You see, you're the daughter of my mother's brother, who happens to be a firebender. He was adopted by Ty Lee and Sokka when he was a street rat, but my mother was never taken in since an orphanage snatched her up and your father never went off to look for her.

"A few years passed, and your dad married your mom, who was Avatar Aang's adopted kid, again because she was a war orphan from the Northern Water Tribe. Well, I'm sure you can figure out what is what from there."

Iroh sent a jolt of lightning at that moment angrily as his chi finally melted through the ice. The waterbender screamed in shock at having underestimated the strength of a United Forces General and then ran down the hall. Iroh chased after her and began shooting fireballs at her. She turned around and held up her hand, which cause Iroh to stop in shock and pain, his body now rising into the air.

"Blood," he rasped in agony, and she beamed nastily up at him.

"Yes, that's right. I'm a bloodbender, just like my father and his father and his father," she sneered so nastily that it scared Iroh and reminded him of Amon. "And while I'm at it, yes, I'm going to be practicing on you just like my father practiced on the foolish cousin of mine that you're going to waste your life away protecting."

She stepped forwards and put her thumb on his forehead, and then her other one on his heart. He wanted to move, to run, to do anything to get away, but Iroh was rendered immobile by Tarala's bending his blood. He felt a rushing and extremely painful sensation in his head and yelled out in pain as she sent blood into his brain. He could feel his bending being taken away, and the blood blocking off something else, but the pain was now becoming too much for him to consciously bear.

He fell to the ground in an unseeing heap.

OH MY GOSH! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO IROH?!

No seriously, what have I done to Iroh in all my fanfics? I'm so mean to the poor General, but at the same time, I'm not... Gah!

Anyhow, please review!