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Yue closed her eyes, breathed in deeply, and assumed a bending stance. She breathed in and out, and extended a hand, visualising the small stream in front of her-

"Yue!" A voice called.

Yue sighed, and opened her eyes. She was standing alone by the edge of a river, the water burbling gently as it went past her. She could feel its presence, the presence of her native element tugging ever so gently at her. She had come here for some time alone, to practice waterbending and have a think about things. But most of all, what she was thinking about was the fact that she still was on only one of the four elements she would need to take on the Firelord. Her waterbending had come on leaps and bounds since she had discovered who she was, but there had been no progress on earth, let alone fire or air. She needed another master, and soon.

What was it Aunt Wu, the fortune teller, had said? She would find what she sought, in an unexpected place. She had wondered what that meant, but if she knew, then it wouldn't be unexpected, and it might screw up the prophecy. And those prophecies were shaky enough already.

But for now, clearly people had other plans.

"Hello?" She turned to see Jet coming towards her, holding a scroll. Another man Yue did not recognise was with him. He was older, and wearing green robes with the symbol of the Earth Monarchy embossed on the front. Yue regarded him curiously.

"I wanted to give this to you myself," Jet told her, passing her the scroll. "He brought it."

He gestured to his companion, who bowed but said nothing.

Yue took the scroll, unwound it and looked inside.

"Dear Avatar," she read. "I am a great admirer of yours.I have heard of your exploits from the time you left the Northern Air Temple to the Battle of the South Pole. You and your companions have kept hope alive in these difficult times."

She looked up at Jet.

"Do we even know who this is?"

"Perhaps read on," the man, a messenger perhaps, prompted. Yue did.

"I must apologise for the secrecy," the letter said. "I am the one who has been supplying the Glorious Freedom and Liberation Army of the Central Valleys with weapons and supplies. I am a man of wealth and the Kingdom is in danger, so I must do all that is within my considerable means to save it. It is nothing less than my duty."

Yue frowned. Jet had told her that someone was giving him financial help.

"But obviously, that comes with risks. I have not disclosed my identity to even the leader of the Freedom Fighters. I trust him to do the right thing, but if anything goes wrong and the Fire Nation discovers who I am, I will be targeted for certain. So, perhaps, will the rest of my family. I hope you understand, I would prefer for that not to happen if at all possible.I am not a warrior, and so I must seek refuge in secrecy."

Jet considered this.

"You know what?" He said. "I get it."

"With all that said, though, I would like to take the opportunity of your presence among the Freedom Fighters to extend to you an invitation. I should like to have dinner with you, to meet the mighty Avatar. I think we will have much to we can work out some way of assisting you.Your task is great, and its importance is profound for all of us."

Yue read these sentences with mounting concern.

"What if it's a trap?" She asked. "It could be the Fire Nation, posing as your backer to lure me somewhere to be captured. I expect they know you have a supporter. There is no trick too dirty for them to contemplate, believe me."

The memory of the surprise attack at the North Pole floated back into her head, and she suppressed it.

"I assure you, this is not that," the messenger said.

"This is his handwriting," Jet added. "I am sure of it. And this is his style too."

Yue looked down at it again, unsure.

"The bearer of this letter will know where to meet me," she read. Then she turned to look at the messenger.

"I do," he said.

"Wait, do you know who he is?" Jet asked, curious.

The messenger met his gaze coolly.

"I may do," he said. "But that is top secret information."

"What would happen if you got captured?"

"I wouldn't be captured. The road I travelled is entirely within our territory."

"But if you were?" Yue pressed.

"War is unpredictable," Jet agreed.

The man hesitated for a moment. Then he fixed them with a firm gaze.

"I would never tell them," he said.

Jet looked like he wanted to press further, but Yue butted in first to change the subject.

"Where would we have to go to meet this man then?" She asked.

"Leave the camp, travel east, and then head south along the main road. Then you will come to a large town in the mountains, and there you will find my employer."

There was a moment of silence.

"Please go," Jet said eventually. "I really want to know who he is. And I don't want to risk offending him. He's a really big help."

"And does this town... have a name?" Yue pressed. "If you want me to go there, you should probably tell me."

"Gaoling," the man said. "The town's name is Gaoling."

"Do you want me to provide you an escort?" Jet asked. "Just in case?"

"It'll be fine," Yue assured him. "We'll just fly there on Gembul. It's probably a lot faster that way."

Jet nodded.

"Rinzen will be happy," he said. "I think Gembul's been getting a little restless."

Yue was sure Gembul wasn't the only one. She looked down at the letter again.

I look forward to making your acquaintance, and coming to a mutually beneficial agreement with you. My agents know what to look for. They will guide you to me. And then our work can begin.