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I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
prologue
Water, Earth, Fire, Air. For centuries the nations stagnated in their so-called harmony. Only the Avatar, master of all elements, was allowed to act as they see fit in the cycle they enforced. So fixed were the people on what is, that they never wanted to hear about what can be. The Avatar, pillar of virtue that they are, seemingly so benevolent in their duty to keep peace and help all. But it's a double-edged sword at best. While indeed The Avatar seemingly helps the world, it in turn grows dependent on the Avatar, empowering them.
Generation after generation the people worshipped their false god. When someone tried to change the status quo, for better or worse, they met a brutal end in the hands of the Avatar, forever dammed the villain by the masses.
And then my time came. A nameless person from a nameless village in the outskirts of the fire nation. Seeing the world around me as the prison it was, and I began my ascending to greatness. With wit and will, I was able to create instruments to better the world around me. With more instruments, people began to surround me.
And so, the more followers I had, the more influence I got. The more influence I got, the more people followed me. It became a self-feedings cycle. It came to the point where even the Avatar couldn't ignore me.
Obviously not all was smooth sailing, the old fools condemned me. Saying that I would bring ruin to the world. They called my inventions a perversion of creation. They called me mad!
When time came, our inevitable clash was brutal. Oh, how surprised our dear Avatar was when the very elements they claimed dominion over, turned against them. It was ironic really; the master of the elements was brought low by a person with no official training and using only his perverse creation to bend.
Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. Unable to face me in a fair fight, the Avatar entered the so called "Avatar state" in which the past lives of the Avatar possess the body of the current one, boosting its power a hundred-fold and abandoning their humanity in the process.
Against that I unfortunately stood little chance of winning. Ho I put up a fight to be sure, but I was soundly defeated. In a final act of defiance, knowing that all my work is to be undone, I detonated my armor with a glorious blast killing us both. My hated foe, perhaps sensing it's unavoidable demise, left the Avatar state, robbing me of the chance to end the Avatar cycle once and for all.
For any lesser being that would have been the end, but I am no lesser being. Taking inspiration from the Avatar, I thought why should only the Avatar be exempted from death? Why can't I do the same? Consulting higher forces that took interest in my work I devised a fail-safe of sorts in my helmet. The helmet will act as a container to a part of my soul after my untimely passing, anchoring me forever to the mortal plane.
After the battle, the Avatar's dogs dismantled my work forever to be forgotten. And without me there was no one to stop them from doing so. And so, with my work undone the world once again returned to stagnation.
Curiously rumors about my helmet started to surface, promising forbidden knowledge and power which were only partially exaggerated. The fact that the helmet could not be destroyed by whatever means the Avatar and it's proxies devised.
And so, it was decided that my helmet will be stuck in some forgotten room in one of the air temples. For those old nomads were lacking any kind of ambition to wield the helmet and the temple itself was neigh impossible to reach for anyone not an air bender. Making it a perfect prison.
I had some hopes when the fire nation attacked the temple, but ultimately a lone helmet was disregarded in light of the genocide. A wasteful thing really, I didn't have any particular grudge against the nomads and their pacifistic ways had their uses.
A century passed and to the temple came a boy. Banished by his father to hunt the Avatar, the young prince found my helmet and donned it.
The boy is still young, but I believe that he can change the world in my image.
AN
Hi, this is my first story.
After a few years of reading stories on this site I decided to try my luck at writing.
I hope you like the prologue, so far there isn't any schedule for updates.
English isn't my first language, so I sincerely apologize for ant mistakes.
Chapter 2: Chapter 1
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 1
Zuko was frustrated. For the last half year, ever since his… mission, he went to every corner of the world to search for clues about the Avatar. And every time he was met with a dead end. Now he was in the southern air temple with a dozen or so men of his crew. This is the last air temple for them to visit, if there will be no breakthrough after this then he will have to wonder aimlessly across the world until the Avatar will grace him with his presence. No matter, he will make his father proud even if he has to turn every rock in existence.
"Did you find something?"
Two of his soldiers ran up to him from the ruined temple.
"Nothing but skeletons your highness."
"Nothing from my side as well."
"Then whatever clues this place has will be behind that door."
And indeed, behind Zuko was a massive door with an air bending lock. A remnant of the wondrous temple.
Bypassing the lock wasn't as hard as one would think, fire bending is very similar to air bending for a stone After the door was opened Zuko and his soldiers went inside. Greetings them was a cylindrical room with status.
"Again with the status…"
"I know right? The first time it was something, the second time it was still impressive but less. After that? Mhe…"
Zuko ignored his two companions and continued to walk up the room. After half an hour of aimless walk Zuko finally had enough.
"Argh! Where is he! It's the last temple, he has to leave clues somewhere!"
In his tantrum the young prince knocked a stone to a point in the wall. The wall however made a hollow sound when the stone hit it.
"Blast that wall apart!"
A few seconds later the fire blasts blew the wall away, giving way to a narrow corridor. The corridor itself was dimly lit and presented demonized drawings of all kinds of metal constructions in a flaming background. Some were standing on piles of ashen bones. Combined with the light omitted from the fire bending trio the corridor gave an unsettling feeling to say the list.
"I – I think we should turn back your highness…"
"A - agreed, this doesn't feel right."
"Come on! It's the most breakthrough we had since I started this quest!"
"I will not let this chance to regain my honor to slip by! And if we have to go through some dusty old corridor then so be it!"
"Your highness! Wait!" the two soldiers followed the banished prince as he stormed through the corridor. On their way, the walls began to show more and more disturbing scenes. The constructions became more and more bizarre, and all kinds of monstrosities began to appear along the wall.
At long last they reached a room at the end of the corridor. The room was decorated with the worst paintings so far, machinery and corrupted flesh were mashed together, giving a feeling that the room was alive in some way. And in the center stood the main attraction. A lone black helmet of foreign design. It was a full masked helmet save for a diagonal slit that went up to the eyes and splinted there to two leaf shaped slits that made the eye holes. The helmet was fused to the rock it stood upon, as if someone tried to melt it but failed.
"Your highness, you had your fun but now it really is time to go!"
"What are you talking about? We just got here, now we need to find clues about the Avatar."
"There are no clues in this place, the entire thing reeks of wrongness."
"It's just a helmet in an empty room. It's just you two, me and that skeleton in the corner."
And as the prince said, there was a skeleton of some air nomad in the far corner in the room, its pose gave the feeling that it was staring them with its dead hollow eyeholes. The skeleton was probably one of the victims of the genocide nearly a century ago.
All three gave a collective shudder.
"I'll tell you the truth, I thought it was part of the decorations" soldier number one said.
"Anyway, the entire time I felt as if the spirits were telling me to leave this place be. I suggested we listened to them."
"No! It's the only thing we have from all this stupid search across the world! I will not return empty handed! This helmet is all we must show for our search. I refuse to journey across the world for nothing!"
The desperation in his voice was clear to hear and truthfully? The men sympathies. They all had to leave their life behind to accompany the banished prince in his task to hunt down a fairy tale in all but name and they were sick of it. While no one talked about it they all knew that they were also banished with the prince and any progress in this hunt will be welcomed.
"I suppose that some old helmet isn't that dangerous."
"Will make a good story for the folk back home, I guess. How are we going to get the helmet thou? It's molten to the rock."
"No, it's the rock that is molten."
Both soldiers looked oddly at the prince, something he clearly saw and explained.
"The helmet itself looks to be in a pick condition, not a piece out of place. It's only the rock that seems to be molten. So I thought that if we completely melt the rock it will free the helmet."
"But wouldn't it destroy the helmet as well?"
This time it's the other soldier who answered.
"Don't be stupid, look at it! If the helmet was so easy to destroy it would have melted with the rock! In fact, I think that this is exactly what they tried to do it but settled for the next best thing."
..."Are we sure it's still a good idea to bring it with us?"
"Come on! It's too late to back now!" the prince said as he fired his fire blast directly to the helmet. With little other choice, his two companions followed his suit. Together the three, fueled by resolve and desperation for results melted the rock in minutes.
"Huf… huf… let's not do it again."
"Agreed."
Both soldiers were tired after the melting. The element of fire depended on breathing and passion. Fire bending itself is stamina consuming and is perfect for brief overwhelming power, so it came to no surprise that the long fire stream felt like a marathon to the average fire bender.
Zuko however looked at the helmet, seemingly not tired after the ordeal. Also to be fair the young prince had his fair share of sweet, contributing most of the heat among the three. The sheer amount of the desperation he felt fueled his fire to a different level from his companions and set a new personal record.
"It's not glowing."
The two soldiers immediately looked at the helmet that indeed, in contrast to the glowing molten rock around it, wasn't showing any sign of trauma. The glow gave an evil look to the now free helmet.
"It ain't normal."
"Agreed. So, who's going to pick it up?"
"Not me…"
Zuko's gaze was fixed on the helmet. Subcutaneously he moved to the helmet, rocks now in a more sufferable temperature, and picked it. He immediately felt how right the weight of the helmet felt, how complete he felt with it. It's as if the helmet was waiting just for him to pick it.
"Ok, let's get out of here."
Zuko was pulled out of his trance as one of the soldiers spoke. Together the three of them quickly left the hideous room with their prize. On their way they started to talk about the helmet.
"So, what do you think all this deal with the helmet was about? I mean sure, we sow a few paintings and artwork in those temples, but it always was about some harmony deal or that Avatar or another."
"Don't know Lung, it was creepy thou. I mean what was this all about? There were machines there way more advanced than anything I have seen, and it was how many years in the past? Can't be less than a century. How it's even possible?"
Zuko paid no mind to the two's discussion, once he gets to the ship he will ask his uncle. If there is anyone who would know about old antiques, it must be his uncle. The old man has a knock of spurring boring old saying and useless riddles.
Together the trio went back to the ship. Unknown to them, the helmet's eyes glowed slightly in green as it scanned the new person that held it.
"Ah prince Zuko! I hope your search was successful."
"Not as I would have liked uncle. There were no clues about the Avatar, but I believe I found something else of interest."
Zuko then proceeded to show his uncle the helmet. Now without the lighting and atmosphere of the room it lacked the dangerous aura it had when first discovered. For all purposes if looked like a regular, if unique designed helmet. Quite frankly Zuko's old blue ghost mask looked scarier.
"Do you know something about its uncle? Anything related to the Avatar maybe?"
"Can't say I have nephew, also to be fair I am no expert in military equipment from a century ago. This helmet seems like it was costume made, perhaps it belonged to a high-ranking officer that died here in the genocide?" Uncle suggested.
"No uncle, it was here before." Zuko was sure of it, a nagging filling in the back of his head told him so.
Iroh raised an eyebrow at that.
"Oh? You must have quite a story to tell. Please nephew, don't spare the details."
And Zuko proceeded to tell about his little adventure. He told in detail about the corridor and the room, about all the wall paintings he encountered and about how the helmet was melted to the rock. He, however, didn't tell about how he felt during the events, it wasn't relevant information for the helmet's identity and he didn't want his uncle, the only family he had that respected him, to think that he's a cowered or insane.
"I see, quite a mystery we have here. Tell me nephew, what do you think about it?"
"I don't know uncle! If I knew I wouldn't have to ask you, would I!?"
Iroh signed in disappointment.
"Price Zuko, I know that you're at loss about your search but it's not a reason to release your frustration at the people around you, especially if they are trying to help. Now I'll ask you again, what do you think is the story behind the helmet?"
"Sorry uncle… "
After apologizing Zuko tried to answer his uncle's question.
"I really don't know what to make of it uncle. It's clear that the helmet didn't belong to the air benders, even though I found it melted to the glass. The air benders also feared it, very much."
"But if they didn't want it so much then why did they keep it then nephew?"
"I don't know uncle, maybe it was like a spoil of war? But this doesn't make sense, air benders were nomads and against possessions like this."
"Good observation prince Zuko, but if it's unwanted but still kept there than why was it there in the first place?"
"I don't know, they obviously tried to destroy it and failed. It was also done by fire bending, which is something no air nomad can do."
"True, true, then who did try to destroy it then?"
"I don't think that the air nomads would bring a fire bender to their temple just for that, even before the war I can't picture it happening."
"True, in their own way air nomads were more stubborn than any earth bender if the texts are to be believed."
"Then it can only be the Avatar uncle, it's the only thing that makes sense."
"Oh, and why is that nephew?" pride was sipping in Iroh's voice.
Sensing his uncle's approval Zuko began to tell his theory in more confidence.
"The Avatar is the most powerful fire bender, if the air nomads thought that whoever owned this mask was such a threat they would have alerted the Avatar about it. They also wouldn't have given a regular fire bender access to their island, let alone temple. But they worship the Avatar, so he would be welcomed there. Therefore, the only thing that makes sense is that the Avatar is the one who melted the rock around the helmet."
"Well done, Zuko! I couldn't have done so better myself."
Zuko beamed at his uncle's praise, but his then look soured.
"But we still don't know why the Avatar tried to destroy the helmet. I mean obviously it belonged to someone who opposed the Avatar, but why try to destroy it and leave a room and a corridor full of paintings of your dead enemy?"
"This is a very good question nephew. Why indeed go to such length just to leave a memorial for future generations? It is also strange that the Avatar would try to erase any trace of his enemy, perhaps the helmet's late owner wronged the Avatar very gravely and very personally? The tale of Kuruk and Koh comes in mind."
A fear of a terrible possibility came over to the young prince.
"Can the Avatar do this? Is he going to do it to the fire nation? We did kill all the air nomads after all."
" Oh, don't fear prince Zuko, as much as the Avatar may be angry about the fire nation his duty to balance and his past lives wouldn't allow him to do something so drastic. And I will be here to protect you even from the Avatar nephew, don't worry. I may be old but there is still fire in those old bones!"
"Thanks uncle… I mean it." Zuko smiled a grateful smile at the older man.
"Think nothing of it, nephew, it's why I'm here. But this raised another concern."
"What do you mean uncle?"
"Whoever created this helmet created it in a way that even the Avatar couldn't even scratch it." Uncle stated. "It raises the question of how someone can build something that even the Avatar couldn't destroy, and what does this means to us?"
"You think that there is someone out there that can build armor that even the Avatar can't match?" Hope was rekindled inside Zuko at the possibility. "Do you think that if we find them, they will help us?"
"No no no, I honestly hope that the way to forge something like this helmet is long gone and forgotten."
"But why uncle? Isn't it good to have an ally?" Zuko couldn't help but feel hurt a little by uncle's lack of enthusiasm.
"If we are sure that they are ally then yes, but the enemy of your enemy isn't always your friend. What would stop them from turning on you after you capture the Avatar? Assuming of course that they will agree to help you at all."
"You're right uncle, I can't trust strangers. Especially when the Avatar is involved." The Avatar was his, and only his.
"Now the question is prince Zuko what to do? Both with the helmet and your search."
Zuko stood dumbfounded at the question, he feared this exact same question because he didn't know what to do now. His search for the Avatar relied on the fact that the air temples had some clue about the Avatar if not hide the Avatar itself. Now he didn't know what to do except for drifting from one hole to another until the Avatar decided to show up. His distress was apparently showing up because his uncle spoke after some time.
"Prince Zuko, take the day off, meditate on it. The answer will come to you in due time."
At his uncle's words Zuko sulked back to his room. Thoughts on his uncertain future filled his mind.
Zuko tried, he really tried to relax and meditate. But the fact that your entire life probably will be spent on jumping from one backwater corner of the world to another never to return home is not an easy one to swallow.
"ARGH!"
Crash sounds and screaming could be heard from the prince's cabin as he trashed the place in a tantrum.
"What did I do to deserve this! All this effort for nothing! And what do I have to show for it? Some stupid mask!"
Zuko proceeded to throw said mask across the room, creating more mess and noise in the process. He then walked to the helmet. Not surprisingly it had no sign of abuse from all the throwing. Zuko then lifted it to his hands and looked at it.
"All I have to show for over six months is a stupid helmet. How much time will this stupid mission take?"
Perhaps the stress of the journey was finally showing up, maybe it was the enmity with the crew, he knows what those dirty peasants were calling him behind his back. The bottom-line is that Zuko was finally in a low enough point in his life that he started to talk to objects.
"I imagine father wouldn't be happy with my progress, not that it's something new." The last part was said quietly.
"You know now that I get a good look at you, you are one strange helmet. I can't say I have seen anything that looks like you either in the royal palace or in my banishment."
Then a thought came to him, if the helmet is indestructible from what he could see. If he sends the helmet back home for study, or better yet find himself the source or the instructions on how to create such things his father may be impressed enough to lift his banishment. After all indestructible soldiers and machines would be a game changer in the war, maybe even put an end to it.
The thought of returning home and his father's approval, as far-fetched and delusional as they may be, putted the innocent prince at relative ease.
He looked at the helmet. It may be the last time he will see it before he will ship it to his father. He looked at the mirror and back to the helmet.
"Why not, may as well see how it looks on me…"
Zuko then putted the helmet on his head.
The feeling of wearing the helmet was… different. First and foremost was the fact that the helmet seemed to fit his head perfectly. The regular helmets he was forced to wear were always too big for him, which to be fair was to be expected seeing that they were designed for full grown man and not a young teenager.
The second was that Zuko could see anything. It was as if he didn't wear a helmet at all. It didn't make any sense since the helmet was a full faced one and those types of helmets didn't allow full sight.
The third was that the helmet had perfect balance, no side pulled his head down. The only discomfort he felt was from his phoenix tail and even that was a minor annoyance.
When he turned to look at the mirror he yelped and took a step back in a fighting stance. Before him stood in the same stance someone in Zuko's height and armor. But what spooked the banished price was the face, or rather lack of. Were Zuko expected to see his skin and eyes he saw complete darkness, it looked like whoever designed the helmet did it so from every angle shadows covered any spot of skin that was exposed.
But what really terrified him was the eyes, or whatever demented version the helmet showed. Where he expected to see his eyes, he saw glowing amber colored orbs illuminating the blackness of the eyeholes without giving any detail about what said blackness obscured. The reflection's glowing orbs, right slightly smaller then left, were slowly growing and shrinking at random times, reminding more torch fire then regular eyes.
All in all, the thing in the mirror looked more like a spirit possessed armor then a person. Because of that Zuko have to take a few moments to regain his bearing.
"I knew that this helmet was going to look creepy, but this is something else."
After Zuko regained his bearing, he moved a little to the mirror and made a few poses.
"Not bad, the peasants will surely respect me with this…"
"I personally think the armor clashes a little with all the grey. Not exactly complements the black helmet."
Chapter 3: Chapter 2
Chapter Text
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Chapter 2
Zuko yelped again at the sudden intrusion of the voice.
"Who are you? Show yourself!"
Zuko looked around the room to find the intruder, only to see that he was alone in the cabin. Confused and a little frightened he once again was in a fighting stance ready to pounce.
"No need to any of that your highness, it's all in your head. Literally."
"What do you mean? Answer me!"
Zuko was starting to get really freaked out, is it the end? Did he finally snapped and gone mad?
"Oh, nothing so drastic I assure you. Although you are on your why there with how things are going."
"You – you read my mind?"
A silver of fear was finally showing in the young Prince's voice. The possibility of someone, anyone, reading his mind like an open scroll and learning all his private thoughts and secrets was enough to break his bravado.
"We are connected as it is, and it's vital for me to effectively support my user."
"Now before you faint or do something drastic your highness, may I explain a few things? I promise you would find this exceptionally interesting."
Gradually the prince's curiosity got the better of him. He had to admit that a talking helmet was a new experience for him, one that he suspected was the first time in centuries that something like that happened. The small child in him that he tried to hide so much was excited.
"What do you have to tell?"
"I'm glad you asked!"
"So, as you can see… well hear in this case, I'm the artificial intelligence that runs this helmet. My purpose is to assist the owner of the helmet in any way and from I can."
"Are you a spirit?"
"Oh no, well not exactly. I was created by human hands to assist my creator in his tasks. He put a piece of his soul to create me, in this way he made sure I was optimized to his ideals and personality. It was also his way to reach a form of immortality."
"To answer your question, I'm as close to a spirit as much as a human is close to a slug. Both are alive, eat and have offspring, but besides that? Not much in common."
"Hah… So what are you? What do I call you?"
"As I said earlier, I am an artificial intelligence, or AI for short. As for my designation, I am recognized as S.A.I – supporting artificial intelligence."
"So Sai, will you help hunt down the Avatar? I swear on my honor as the crown prince that you will be handsomely rewarded."
"There is no need for any rewards your highness. I exist in the sole purpose to assist the helmet's owner, it's literally in my name."
"I'm… glad to hear this…" Unconditional loyalty was something he truly lacked in recent time.
'I forgot that I don't talk to a person or even a spirit, how do I even talk to it?'
"If you seek to hunt the Avatar you will find my assistance much to your liking. I have experience in dealing with the spirit possessed nuisance."
The sentence caused Zuko to remember the state the mask was in. Curiosity won and there was only one way to know for sure.
"What is your history with the Avatar anyway?"
"The Avatar opposed my creator in his quest to a better tomorrow. The two had opposite ideologies, my creator sought to change the world for the better and break from the restrictions forced on all mankind, the Avatar however sought to keep the status quo. Inevitably once my creator was too big of an issue to ignore conflict with the Avatar was a question of when, not if."
"The whole story of their conflict will take days to tell, even compressed. The important thing for you to know your highness is the final battle. In the last battle of my creator the two opponents fought as their respective legions followed. My creator had the better army and even managed to go toe to toe against the Avatar and even overwhelm him at his normal state."
"However, at a point of desperation the Avatar's spirit fueled by survival instinct went migraine above the regular power output of the Avatar state, a state in which the Avatar is possessed by its past lives gaining all their knowledge as well as raising its power output. Their battle lasted three days four hours twenty-five minutes nine second and fifty-seven milliseconds. In the end as they tear the world around them, my creator's equipment could not withhold the Avatar's attacks any longer and failed him."
"From there the battle came to a quick end in the Avatar's favor. However, before the possessed could land the final blow my creator activated the self-distract system in his armor, creating a blast that disintegrated nearly anything in the five-mile radius. The Avatar's spirit, sensing its demise immediately left its possession to save itself from true death."
"After the battle without my creator to commend and with the majority of the forces lost in the conclusion of the battle there was little left to defend my creator's legacy. And soon the helmet alone left as a reminder of my creator."
"When the order found the helmet, they immediately began to try and destroy it. From burning to throwing at sea or volcano to burying the helmet. However, swallowed by a fish which was caught by a fisherman, blown back by an active volcano or unearthed by an earthquake, the helmet always returned to find a successor. In the end the Avatar, unable to neither destroy nor get rid of the helmet decided to lock it and from there the helmet you already know the story."
This explanation brought more questions than answers. Who was the helmet's creator? How did he fight toe to toe with the Avatar? What order is Sai talking about? Why did Sai say the ways the helmet returned as if it wasn't a chain of coincidences?
"You have many questions, please ask and I shall try to answer the best I can."
"Who was your creator?"
"My creator was a human male from an unnamed village in the outskirts of what is known now at the fire isles."
"SOME UNNAMED PEASANT CREATED YOU?!"
The very idea that some no one was against everything Zuko knew and believed in. Being royal, having the divine right to rule, is something you are either born with or born without. Father was very clear about this point.
"He had a name, but he chose to leave it behind to fully become the first Overlord. And yes, by your standards he was a peasant. However, I would like you to mind your tone when speaking about my creator, he was a great man. Quite frankly much better than you."
Zuko was about to leash out at the stupid voice but held himself at the last minute. Antagonizing Unknown entity that talks directly into his head is not a smart idea, for all he knew Sai may explode his head at any given moment. Besides, he supposed he himself wouldn't be too pleased if someone insulted his dad.
"I… will take it into consideration." Suddenly something the voice said caught Zuko's attention.
"Wait, first? You mean there were more of those "overlords"? Did they own you too?"
"Each and every true overlord wielded me, and I assisted each and every one of them to greatness the best I could. You are the tenth overlord, to answer your next question."
Zuko decided that there is only so much information he could take before it's too much, so he decided to get answers that will help him in his mission.
"How can you help me catch the Avatar? You are just a voice in a helmet, no offense…". The prince quickly added the last part, not wanting to anger the helmet while it was covering all of his head.
"I can help you with many things your highness. I have inside me the knowledge of every past overlord, and unlike flesh made beings I don't forget a thing. With this knowledge and experience I can make you the most powerful bender in the world, overshadowing even your lord father. I can help you build an empire to your name with an army second to none, specifically designed and equipped to take on the Avatar. I can even detect in good accuracy the Avatar's position."
Zuko was so fascinated by the things the helmet could give him that he nearly missed the last part. He did, however, catch it, and when he did, he nearly exploded.
"YOU CAN TRACK THE AVATAR?!"
"I can track and pinpoint the unique energy that Ravva, the Avatar's spirit, omits."
"I DEMEND YOU TO BRING ME TO THE AVATAR AT ONCE!"
"Order rejected."
"WHAT! YOU SAID YOU WILL HELP ME! LIAR!"
Zuko was rigid, here before him stands maybe the only thing that can help him find the Avatar, it even has the Avatar's scent and can find him like a dog-tiger. AND IT REFUSES TO HELP!
Suddenly a very loud and high noise filled the helmet. After a minute the noise stopped, however Zuko's ears were still ringing. He was however, in no condition to continue his righteous tantrum.
"Did you calm down prince Zuko?"
"Yes… yes I'm calm now. What was this?" Zuko answered after a few moments to get rid of the ringing in his ears.
"My tutorial protocol allows me to override orders that will harm the young overlord. Your order right now considers as such."
"And why is that?" the prince grumbled.
"You were going to immediately rash with no plan, little strength and no backup plan. Usually, things like this are exactly what gives young overlords their shock and makes them more cautious and mature. Unfortunately, I have no data to synthesize the strength of then current Avatar, but the chances of survival of a direct confront are less than ten percent. Therefore, my tutorial protocol activated, I will not send you after the Avatar without a decent chance of survivability."
As much as the words hurt, they were true. The fact that they were true is what hurts the most. The young prince, not wanting to repeat the screeching, stayed silent for a few moments.
"So that's it? I will never be able to catch the Avatar and return home?" desperation and resentment latched into Zuko's words.
"Not at all, I merely said that it would be suicide to try now. I will help you grow in power and influence until you are strong enough to go toe to toe with the Avatar."
Zuko relaxed a little, seeing not all is lost. And even though he would never admit it, he was grateful that Sai stopped him from doing something stupid.
"How much time do I need to wait until you will lead me to the Avatar?"
"Depends on you your highness. It could be months, it could be a lifetime. I will do the best I can to accelerate the process."
Zuko didn't like the idea of another few months at the least in exile, but he supposed it was better than nothing."
"First of all, to calculate the best course of action I will need you to tell me about the situation of the world at large and your unique circumstances. Please don't spare the details."
And Zuko told it everything. He told it about the war, he told it about his life at the palace, he told it about the general's meeting and the Agni Kai and he told it about the journey so far. It was oddly relieving in a way, to talk to someone about all of this. Maybe it was the stress getting to him, maybe it was the fact that Sai didn't judge him in any way or form, but Zuko shared things that he did tell even his uncle. In the end Zuko was crying after releasing all his woes.
"I see, it seems the world has changed much in the overlord's absence. It is strange that the Avatar didn't show up until now with all the disharmony this war brought. However, I believe you can use it to your advantage.
"How?" It was nice to hear Sai continue to talk as usual, the lack of pity, judgement or any emotion really, it helped Zuko focus on the task ahead. It also showed the young prince that he had a listening ear to talk to, his uncle was fine and cared the world about Zuko. But that same quality is what made Zuko to not want to disappoint him, it was much easier to talk about your failures to someone that literally can't be disappointed than someone you care about.
"This war and mission will give you a good excuse to build up your strength. And a prince, banished or not, will be welcomed in many places at the colonies and frontline to boost morale. There you will build your name and sphere of influence. Because of your royal status and because of no direct order from your father, you are technically outside the chain of command. Meaning you can choose where you go and what you do. The experience and the reputation you will get will raise your standing and with enough reputation even your father won't be able to ignore you. And no one could argue against it since you are doing your duty as a prince."
That… was actually a good to hear. For Zuko the situation changed from nearly losing all hope of returning home to having a chance to achieve his most desired dream, his father's approval. He was now more motivated than he had ever been in the last six months.
"Where do we begin?"
"First, from the input I got it appears that your crew leaves much to be desired. They are good for raiding the random village to be sure, but for our purposes there is much to do."
Zuko scoffed "What can you expect from random peasants."
"And that brings us to the second issue, minions will only do so much for a leader they don't respect. And because I can guess your next statement, no. Fear can bring respect and obedience effectively only when one can back it up. It also ineffective if a more fearsome adversary shows, to the point of desertion even."
"So how do I earn their loyalty than?"
"Leading by example and carrot and stick approach. Should you lead at the front and show that you care about them, they will develop a sense of respect and loyalty to you."
"'The carrot and stick approach' is simple. For a well-done task or an exceptional behavior, a reward is given. For a failure or an unacceptable behavior, a punishment is given. The level of the reward or punishment needs to reflect the level of the deed, a too strong or too weak response will cause either resentment or laziness, nothing which is good for you."
Those two approaches were alien to the young prince, his entire life his father taught him that people respect you only if they fear you. To hear such a thing should have made Zuko outright scoff, and he did have reservations, but the helmet did have experience. And it was a talking helmet, so strangeness was a given.
"I see… and how will I do this… thing?"
"You don't believe in me." Sai stated it as a fact. Zuko tried to say something in defense, but Sai immediately continued.
"It is natural really, I am an unknown entity talking to your head and telling you to do things that go against what you were raised to believe. Your willingness to consider speaks volumes about your open mindness."
Zuko was taken back by it, open mindness is not something he, or anyone really, would describe him as.
"And quite frankly, for all my talk about knowledge and power I have done nothing to support such claims. Tell me your highness, would you like to learn the Azure flame?"
That stopped Zuko in his tracks. The Azure colored flame was an art achieved by years of intense practice. Only the elite could even consider learning such a thing. To be offered it in such a casual manner was mind boggling.
"You can teach me the Azure flame? Teach me now!"
"Very well, prepare yourself."
There was a noise similar to oiled metals moving against each other and suddenly he saw some kind of scroll created before his eyes. The scroll was strange, it appeared to be made of pure light and the letters on it were too perfect and identical to be written by human hands. Thankfully the scroll wasn't created in a moment, so although amazed Zuko wasn't spooked this time. Whether or not it was intentional on Sai's part remains to be seen.
"First I will teach you some theory about wavelengths and the seeable spectrum."
What followed next was a lecture unlike any he had before. The scrolls, which Sai referred to as screens, also showed moving drawings to explain the material. Zuko had to admit that even if the material itself was hard to believe to, even heretical at some cases, the moving drawings made the experience much easier to understand and almost enjoyable. After a few hours Sai decided that it was time for the practical approach.
"Now remember, you need to completely focus on the flame. Feel the light radiating from it and force the light itself to shorten its length as I explained earlier."
It was easier said than done, Zuko now had a small flame in his hands. As he focused on maintaining it, he searched for the feeling of the light and heat it produced. Heat was energy and the more energy the flame had the shorter its wavelength would be. He just needed to maintain the flow of energy to feed the flame in power while not letting it to grow in size.
Sai helped with monitoring the situation, commenting about where to focus his attempts and how much flow of chi Zuko should put to keep control over the flame. After some time that for Zuko felt like forever, but in fact was less than two minutes, the flame finally was blue in color.
"I did it! I actually did it!"
"Did I prove my word your highness?"
"Yes, Agni yes. You proved yourself."
Zuko was on cloud nine, he succeeded to make an Azure flame in a few hours. It's unheard of, even his sister Azula could compete with this. With Sai proving his worth, all the promises it made became more and more realistic.
"Now will you listen to my advice?"
"Yes."
Sai is the best advisor and teacher he had plain and simple. His uncle, as much as Zuko loved him, instructed him on fire bending for six months without any true progress. His other instructors were even less successful. So Zuko decided that if Sai gives him advice on something, he should at least consider it.
"Good, now that what you need to do…"
"Hey Li, what do you reckon this is all about?"
"Heck if I know, his royal Highness probably wants to throw another tantrum."
"Yeah, I really can't stand the brat. Just because he's a prince he thinks he can treat us like garbage."
"Sh, he's starting."
Price Zuko walked to the stage in his regular armor, in his hand was the dark helmet. He walked with full confidence and resolve. When he reached the center of the stage he stopped and turned to the crowd.
"Good evening, man. As you all know, today we mark our half year anniversary. For six months we have sailed the four corners of the world, searched every air temple available and what do we have to show for it? This helmet!"
So far, his words caused dissatisfaction among the crew, his uncle even started to step towards the young prince. Zuko however cared little about it. He would usually be more nervous, but Sai prepared him for the speech. Who knew crowds peaking was such an art. In any case Zuko had all their attention, it was time to start delivering the main point.
"And so far, I consider the mission successful!"
Zuko raised his voice and held his fists at chest height. Those words caused confusion among the crew, his uncle stopped advancing as well. Good, now he had them.
"This half year we had secured the air temples, ensuring that the Avatar has no hold there. Today we have found this!" Zuko showed everyone the helmet.
"This helmet was found deep in the Southern air temple. Upon experimentation it was discovered that this helmet is invulnerable to fire, in fact it is highly suspected that even the Avatar could not harm it. Meaning that we found maybe the only thing that was above the Avatar's might, and it was possible to retrieve such miracle only because of your resourcefulness and hard work!"
The crew couldn't believe what they were hearing. They expected a tantrum, some enraged yelling about how useless they were and how he would have already found the Avatar if he had a better crew. To hear the price actually praise them, and seemingly genuinely too, was something none of them expected. Combined with the thought that they helped retrieve an artifact that actually managed to withstand the might of the mythical Avatar actually brought each of them pride, something they all had lacked in recent months.
"And if we already speak about miracles." Zuko continued. He put down the helmet near him and brought his hands to his chest level, palms facing one again the other. From between his hands a fireball was created. With some effort the prince put in more energy and after a few moments the crowd, including his uncle, gasped. The fireball was now completely blue. Zuko unsummoned the fire after a minute.
"I believe this is a sign from Agni himself about the righteousness of our mission! Are you with me!?"
The legendary Azure flame in the hands of a young teenager left them with little explanation but a miracle, they all saw how he was struggling at fire bending with his uncle. The righteous tone, the emotion, the hand gestures and how he looked at all of them, turning his look to every corner of the crowd were too much for them. All of them cheered as one at the prince's words.
"Now it may be in short notice, but I think that this is a cause for celebration!" Zuko walked to the end of the stage and pulled the fabric, revealing a bunch of barrels.
"Music night came early boys, you've earned it!"
The cheer that came afterwards was even stronger than before. One by one the soldiers started to chant "Zuko! Zuko! Zuko!" as they start to prepare the musical instruments and drinks.
"You know Lee? The prince's maybe not so bad after all."
"You know what, maybe he really isn't."
While the men drank and had fun Iroh went to talk to Zuko.
"Prince Zuko, it was a wonderful speech. I have to say that for a second there I feared that I had to intervene, I am glad that it was not the case. I'm proud of you prince Zuko, truly."
"Thank you, uncle." Zuko had a grateful smile on his face. His entire self was radiating with confidence his uncle noted, much to the old man's delight. It seemed that his nephew was starting to get out of his shell. He feared this Ozai had forever his nephew not only outside but inside as well.
"Although I'm quite curious about how exactly you managed to learn the Azure flame. No offense, nephew, but you had nowhere near the level of control yet, you achieved something that many fire benders could only dream on in a day."
Zuko was glad that Sai prepared him for this situation or else he would be a squabbling mess.
"What can I say uncle? I have a good teacher."
"Nephew, please be serious."
With a sigh Zuko continued in a more serious tone. "When I meditated, I just couldn't calm down, sorry uncle. So, after some time I decided to see how much anger I could channel to the meditation flame without losing control. I played with the ways to channel the anger and you saw what happened next."
"You… managed to create a colored flame through anger?" Iroh said in a concerned and disbelieving voice, as if even the thought of this was something unthinkable, and not in a good way.
"U-uncle?" The tone of his uncle didn't escape Zuko's notice. "aren't you proud of me?"
The old general quickly composed himself. "Ah sorry nephew, my age is catching up to me again. Of course, I am proud of you. Say why don't you go and have some fun with the crew?"
"Yes uncle, I think I will do it"
Zuko walked to the party that was starting to take a full swing. His man cheered him as they saw him.
"Oh Zuko, what has been done to you…"
Iroh sadly looked at his nephew, as he partied with the men. Now that Iroh looked closely, he saw that every movement Zuko made was forced, every word or smart comment he said was rehearsed. Oh, the crew wouldn't notice it, they didn't know his nephew like he did, but for the dragon of the west it was clear that the young prince was making gigantic effort to be the best leader he can.
Now don't get him wrong, Iroh would have been overjoyed under normal circumstances. But the sheer effort Zuko was showing combined with the stress from six months of banishment and their lack of progress, not to mention the absurd display of the Azure flame, rang warning bells in the old man's head. The Zuko he knew wouldn't be trying to woo the crew, he shouldn't be able to create blue flame both because of the lack of calm state of mind and lack of instruction and feeling of the flame. What could have possibly happened recently that changed his nephew right under his nose?
It all started today, and then Iroh realized what could have happened to his nephew. The pressure of the mission and his banishment was too much for a young boy like him to bear. He couldn't let himself return empty handed, so he looked for anything that may give him some symbolic victory. Here came the helmet, which Iroh doubted it was anything special now. Zuko must saw some random helmet in a dark room and in his obsessive pursuit for results and unwillingness to consider failure made it some saving grace, a rock he could hold on in the turmoil of his own mind.
As for the flame? Iroh knew about colorful flames from his time with the sun warriors. It had taught him about the true meaning of fire bending. To hear that the scared art that depended on calm mind and positive passion can be achieved by distress and hatred was borderline heretical for him. It goes against what he believed about fire bending and if it would grow to its own fire bending art then Iroh feared about the future of true fire bending.
He would talk to his nephew, that was certain, but for now he will give the kid his room. The last thing Zuko needed now was more pressure. He had time, he would teach Zuko the true meaning of fire bending and help him grow to his own personal outside of his father's influence.
With those happy thoughts Iroh joined the party. The festivities continued through the night.
Zuko left to his room after an hour, all the socializing was too much for him even with the practice he had with Sai. Which now he's glad he took seriously. If the lesson about the Azure flame was hard then the practice for the speech was tiring. Who knew there was so much work to prepare a simple speech, and Zuko was only following Sai's instructions.
They were practicing for hours. And in a way, it was much more demanding than his fire bending lessons. He couldn't argue with the results however, the crew never have been more adoring before. It was a nice feeling, even if they were just dumb peasants.
"Your heartbeats are high, are you feeling unwell?"
"No, sorry. I'm just excited at how well it all went. The crew actually respects me now!"
"Not yet, but you are certainly in the right path. You still need to show them example and continue to address them accordingly."
"What do I need to do?"
"Show them your leadership in times of distress, that you will take care of them and have their back. They will return you in kind."
"But they are all rejected and disgraced soldiers! How can I trust them to not stab me in the back if they don't fear me enough?"
"Tell me Zuko, who chose the members of your crew?"
"My uncle."
"And will your uncle consider employing men and women that will stab you in the back? At least without much provocation?"
"…I suppose not."
"It's not the only thing that ails you, isn't it? Your uncle?"
"It's just… I don't understand, I thought he would be proud of me! Why did he look so… so…"
"Displeased? Disappointed? Disgusted? "
"Yes…" Zuko said in a weak voice.
"Tell me, how close your uncle is to the sun warriors?"
This confused the young prince.
"Sun warriors? As in the civilization that predated the fire nation? How could my uncle have any connection to them? And why does this matter?"
"Yes, the very same people. It's good that you know your history, a very important quality for an overlord. It was the fifth overlord that brought their civilization to ruin, all but one city to their name."
"As for connection to your uncle tell me, did your uncle made a trip to the supposedly uninhibited islands north to the fire nation?"
"Yes, when he killed the last dragon and was given the title dragon of the west."
"Interesting, and did he have any changes in his personality afterwards? More petitioned and collected perhaps?"
"Well... people say he did become more … matured?"
"Then there is no doubt he met the sun warriors."
"But why would that matter, do you think that they done something to him?" the young prince was fearful for his uncle.
"Nothing like you may think. The sun warrior style is based on passion and positive emotions as contrast to the rage and hatred that seems to fuel the currant fire bending. This style allows them to create multicolored flames."
"Multicolored…"
Zuko had only a few hours ago created a small blue flame, which is something he considered impossible before. To hear that there is an entire civilization that mastered not only a blue flame, but can have more than one color at once? It was bewildering and quite frankly hurt his ego a little.
"Also to be fair the sun warrior style is more suitable for show then real practice, so you shouldn't worry about hidden super soldiers on that front."
"What do you mean on that front?"
"Nothing you should worry about for now, let's deal with the urgent and then with the important."
"Okay… so what is the plan now? And what about uncle?"
"For now, we continue to sail to the closest colony to resupplying, H ǎ ibi ā n is the name if I'm not mistaken. I will continue to teach you about being an overlord, including martial teaching, strategic thinking and public speaking."
"That's sounds… great." Zuko said while internally shuddering at the horrors he is about to face in the future.
"But what about my uncle?"
"We shall continue as usual. You will go to your training but put me on. Whatever your uncle gives you will be a child's play with my assistance. Should he still have reservations about advancing your fire bending lessons then we will have no choice but to relay on my knowledge alone and deem your uncle untrustworthy."
" Untrustworthy? Now hold on a minute, my uncle has only ever wanted what's best for me!"
"Perhaps I could have phrased that better. If you're uncle withholding on your fire bending lessons, even if he has good intentions, then he risks your progress and development. There can be no grantee that he wouldn't hold you back in other things as well. As an overlord you must grow as fast as possible. I'm not asking you to throw him into the sea or anything like that, but you should always question his decision and their benefit to you."
"But uncle will see how I improved! He will give me more advanced lessons! You will see that you are wrong about uncle!"
"Very well, but a question if I may?"
"Ah .. sure."
"When did I say that your uncle wouldn't advance you?"
"What kind of question is it? Right now!"
"I said possibilities and responses. I have never said what your uncle would or wouldn't do."
Zuko stopped, Sai was… actually right. He never did insult his uncle.
"I-I'm sorry about my outburst."
"No offense taken. Wordplay can be misleading, something I will teach you how to use exceptionally. For now, rest your highness and I advise you to keep the helmet on."
"Wouldn't it be uncomfortable?"
"The helmet is built to provide as much comfort as needed, you wouldn't feel a thing. I will also try to teach you subconsciously and widen the flow of information your mind can handle."
"Is it safe?" The concern in Zuko's voice was hard and clear.
"Worry not, I will not do anything to harm you. The process will also take time for the same reason."
"Okay, good night, Sai."
"Good night Zuko, sleep tight."
The prince went to sleep, and Sai began to work on Zuko's brain as promised.
In the next morning Zuko woke up at dawn as usual for fire benders, he felt more refreshed than he had in a long time. He felt so good in fact, that he forgot he was wearing a helmet until he heard a familiar voice in his head.
"Good morning, your highness."
The young prince, still unused to voices speaking in his head, reasonably let out a yelp before remembering the event day prior.
"So it wasn't just a dream…"
Afraid not your highness. Would you like to hear about today's resume?"
"Sorry, my what?"
"It was a wordplay, both on your training as overlord and your new diet."
"Why would I need a diet? I'm not fat!"
Zuko replied scorned as he felt the sides of his stomach with his fingers.
"You are not, something that deserves a praise for young aristocrats. The diet is for your future growth. You are going consume A lot of energy in our training and the new diet I built you will help with the bodybuilding the training will result as well as resolve the nutrition problems you have right now."
"Nutrition problems? But I eat well enough."
"And yet you have lower than normal levels of calcium and vitamin C. It is expected from someone who sails the sea."
"What are you about?"
"Apologies, in short imagine a body as a kingdom and the food and water as resources a kingdom needs to build and maintain itself like stone, wood, metal and other things. Even if the kingdom gets large deliveries of all other recourses but lacks one it can't grow as it should until the lack is resolved. The same is with the human body."
That… was something that made since to Zuko, his teachers at statecraft mentioned a few times the need for access to all resources as a primary concern in building and maintaining a state. An army without steel is a poor one after all."
"And you will help me to build my body the right way?"
"Obviously, an overlord had always been a paragon of humanity in both mind and bod. You are not going to change that tradition. I will even lecture you on the food you will it, what benefits and harm it can give you. I insist on the last part."
Zuko got dressed with a conflicted sigh. On one end he gets to know about things that hardly anyone would, on the other hand he really didn't want another lecture. In the end he accepted his fate.
"Fine, I'll have the cook bring me everything he has."
"That wouldn't be necessary, you are going down to the canteen to eat there."
"WHAT! Absolutely not!" Zuko shouted indigenously, it was only the fact that Sai activated the hermetic lock to ensure that no one could hear their conversation that no one busted to the room assuming the prince was under attack.
"I'm not going to dine with those filthy peasants! It's beneath me."
"As I said before, those peasants are all the minions you have right now. It is unwise to alienate them. They need to see their leader actually pose interest in them, especially in those early stages of your carrier. I am not asking you to hold a conversation or something, just sit in a corner and eat. Nothing more, nothing less."
"I.. I suppose it's fine for now, just don't expect me to rub elbows with anyone."
"Of course. But if I may ask, why are you so against it? You did much more yesterday."
"It was… it was different, okay?"
Indeed, without the cathartic relief of learning the Azure flame and Sai's explicit instructions Zuko wouldn't be even considering doing any of what he did yesterday.
"I haven't failed you yet, please give me the benefit of the doubt."
"Fine! But don't expect me to talk to anyone!"
"Don't worry, I'm not expecting you to."
The meal itself went uneventful, if awkward, enough. The crew whispered to itself and was in a state of full alert, but it didn't bother the prince. Zuko on his side chose from the canteen whatever Sai told him and went to a corner to eat in peace. He nearly gave a heart attack to the cook when he repeated a thank you from Sai.
It wasn't long before the prince went back to his room to meditate before his lessons with uncle.
It was time, Zuko will ask his uncle for more advanced lessons and prove Sai wrong.
"Uncle!"
"Ah! Prince Zuko! I see you took a liking to your new helmet."
"Yes uncle, I thought that if I plan to fight the Avatar with it I should train with it as well."
"A sound reasoning nephew, although I would recommend you to ease your usage with the helmet."
"About that. Uncle, I think that I'm ready for more advanced lessons."
His uncle sighed before speaking.
"Nephew, as much as you advanced you still lack the basics."
"Uncle! I managed to create the blue flame! If anything, I should be jumping ahead and not being held back!"
His uncle sighed as he began speaking again.
"While your achievement is staggering, your basics stayed the same. You are still not ready to continue learning fire bending the right way. However! "
Iroh stopped Zuko before he could respond.
"Should you do the basics right today, I will advance your lessons."
"Fine! Let's start already!"
The two continued their lesson. As time passed, Zuko noticed that Sai was indeed helping as promised. When certain moves were performed, and Zuko was about to make the wrong move, or miss something in a stance, he would feel a shock in his neck and the limbs would correct themselves to the right form.
By the look of it his uncle was even more surprised than he was. After a few hours the training session was over, with Zuko seemingly making not even one mistake.
"Well uncle, how was it? Can I have more advanced lessons now?"
Zuko was sweating, even thou Sai helped him with the execution of the forms, it did nothing to the energy spent for the training. Zuko was tired and his muscles hurt, if he didn't know better, he might have thought that his uncle made today's lesson extremely tiring for Zuko to fail.
"I…"
Iroh was out of words, and out of ideas. His nephew indeed done all the forms perfectly, not a muscle out of place. It should have made his old heart proud, but even thou physically the prince was ready his mentality was a different story. Zuko is the same hot-headed child he was before, his mindset not ready for the teaching of the true nature of fire bending.
Suddenly an idea popped up in his mind, it would be messy and will cause quite a scene, but if it could postpone the situation until his nephew has the right state of mind, he could suffer it.
"Try to do the last form again, this time without the helmet."
It was a risk, but Iroh is sure that Zuko's new change was from the confidence that he got from the helmet. No there were two options, either his nephew will put down the helmet and the loss of confidence will make him do mistakes or, the far more probable thing, he will throw a tantrum which Iroh will use to show his point.
"WHAT!"
Zuko is shaking his hands, it seems that the screaming will start in five, four, three, two, one…
"Whatever…"
What?
Zuko unequipped his helmet and started to walk away.
"Nephew? Where are you going?"
"To my room" the prince said in a defeated tone, not even looking at his uncle.
"I'm too tired right now to do everything perfect again."
Iroh supposed he could use that.
"But what about the advanced lessons?"
"Whatever, you weren't going to give them to me anyway. I will just do it myself."
Zuko then walked away.
Well, that was one way to solve the problem, why then did he feel he made a grave mistake?
Zuko was devastated. When his uncle told him to ditch the helmet, he thought that it was it, he wouldn't be able to do the forms right. Even Sai agreed that his likelihood of success isn't high. And while at the time he was furious, now he's grateful that Sai was able to calm him down. A breakdown in front of the crew would have destroyed any progress he made with them.
"So, what now?"
"Now we will continue as I suggested. Your basics are firm enough to continue, the requirements of your uncle for farther lessons are irrational and hurt your progress. You said so yourself that basics aren't enough to defeat the avatar in one of our conversations."
"Rest for now your highness, tomorrow we will start your training in its earnest."
"Fine…"
"You are showing signs of depression, would you like to talk about it?"
"I'm fine."
"… It's about your uncle, isn't it?"
"I said I'm fine!"
"You should let it out, you will feel better afterwards. Maybe I could even help."
"What could you do?! You don't have any family!"
"But I have experience with people with family problems, it seems to be an unwritten requirement for an overlord. Are you perhaps disappointed that your uncle didn't live up to your expectations?"
"No… It's just that, why didn't he pass me? I did everything he asked!"
"Perhaps he just didn't want to repeat another Lu-Tan?"
"What?"
"I suggest that maybe your uncle sees you as Lu-Tan and is trying to keep you away from danger by purposely keep you at a lesser aggression level so that you face relatively lesser threats. He that could keep you safe himself that way."
"That's… That's crazy!"
"Possibly but look on the other side. The man lost all his close family, excluding a brother that with obvious enmity on both sides, can any of us really know what he thinks?"
Zuko thought about it and remembered many of the interactions he had with his uncle. He knew that Lu-Tan's death hurt uncle very much, and just as he got to the palace, he heard that his father died. Combining with the fact that his wife died in childbirth and the rivalry with his own father, yes Zuko knew about the less-than-ideal relationship between the two, he didn't know why but he also wasn't blind, painted a very depressing picture as well as a sudden realization.
"Wait, does… Does uncle see me as a replacement for Lu-Tan?"
"Yes and no, he probably can't help but see you as a son, but he also knows that you aren't Lu-Tan. Did he ever confuse your name with Lu-Tan's?" He tr
"No, no he hasn't."
"Then he doesn't see you as a replacement for his deceased son. Anyway, this matters not for your progress."
With this the conversation ended. Zuko calmed down significantly, it was hard to stay mad at his uncle after this talk. It didn't mean he wasn't annoyed but as Sai said, even if his uncle means well, it wouldn't stop Zuko from advancing. especially with Sai to teach him.
With that thought in mind the young prince went to his room.
"And where do you think you're going? You eat in the canteen now."
This is going to be a long trip…
AN
Hi! so here is the second chapter.
I tried to write young Zuko pre helmet as a spoiled brat, yet one that is in pain. must admit I have mixed feelings about the execution. I wanted to show why Zuko would accept S.A.I, Zuko is in a bad place, he was banished from his home, scared by his father both from the outside and the inside, hated by his crew and with his last hope to return home just been snuffed out. He is desperate and when he sees an opportunity to regain his honor, he is going to take it with both hands without thinking.
In the matter of S.A.I, for those who don't know Sai isn't part of the Avatar cannon but an original idea of mine. wither it is truly a helpful A.I (with helpful being relative) or a deceptive trickster is up for debate, but there can be no argument that it's a corruptive influence.
I'm sure that some of you will find it weird that Iroh didn't immediately point at the helmet as the cause for Zuko's change, but I gave plenty of more earthly reasons to why Zuko could change his behavior. Enough not to make Iroh jump on the supernatural causes.
Anyway, I hope you had a good read and please tell me what you think about the story.
have a nice whatever time of the day you have now!
Chapter 4: Chapter 3
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warning: extortion and loansharking in this chapter
Chapter 3
Six days have passed since Zuko had his last training session with his uncle. True to his word Sai continued to teach Zuko, in those days he learnt more about fire bending than his entire trip. Part of him felt bad about ending his lessons with uncle but he couldn't argue with the results. His fire was twice as hot and reached three times as far and that's not including the new moves and strategies Sai implemented into him, although to be fair the strategy part goes a little slower than other categories.
It seems that his crew was warming up to him as well, the constant trips to the mass hole with the temper-less interaction with the crew made Zuko far more approachable. He even learnt a few card games on the way, one time he caught a few off-duty men playing and after nearly giving them a heart attack he (Sai) managed to get the men to show him how to play. At first, he didn't want to but with Sai's insistence he stayed and watched the men play. He would never admit it but after a while he was invested enough in the game that he got annoyed with Sai when that damnable thing wouldn't shut up about probability and other things instead of letting him watch the game.
His uncle tried to reach him over the week and talk to him about his training but Zuko, at Sai's advice, let his uncle down gently and turned around the conversation around to subjects like tea and pai-sho. It was a dirty move to use a man's addictions like that, Zuko admitted that, but he already decided that Sai is the right teacher for him. He didn't want to hurt his uncle's feelings, but he couldn't have his uncle holding him back, not when he must catch the Avatar to regain his honor.
And so those days passed as a blur until on the final day he (at Sai's advice and insistent) gathered the crew to a briefing, which leading us for this moment.
"As you know, tomorrow morning we will dock at the colony Hǎibiān. After that you will have a week to yourself."
"You have free reign to do whatever you want as long as you stay in line with the rules of the fire nation, meaning you may drink and the like but theft and other crimes will be dealt with accordingly, with lashes."
"And no, seducing the mayor's daughter is out of line as well. Looking at you Teng."
Most of the crew laughed at that.
"It was one time!"
"And we still get letters for child support. Yes, I know it isn't yours, it doesn't stop them from sending."
"Also please be at the head counting each morning or else I would consider you lost, and everyone will be forced to look for you, ruining everyone's day."
"Now I will assign each of you a number, every head counting you will say your number in order. Remember who is before you and who is after you."
After everyone got their number, with Zuko himself last, the crew left to prepare for docking. Only he and uncle left.
"I must admit nephew, I didn't expect you to participate in one of those briefings, let alone organize it. I'm proud of you, nephew, really."
"Thank you, uncle."
"Nephew if I may, what caused this sudden change?"
Zuko paused, he waited a few seconds and answered.
"I just thought that since this mission is taking far longer than I have thought, I may as well take a more active role with the crew."
"It's not just that, in the last week you seem to have changed. More composed, mature from before. People don't usually grow up like that."
"I'm not the usual person."
"That you are not nephew, that you are not" Iroh said with a smile. However, that smile quickly turned into a frown.
"Zuko, while I am proud of most of your changes I must object about your disregard of your lessons."
"Argh… Again uncle? Can't I just bribe you with tea and pai-sho?"
"Afraid not nephew, this must be addressed now. You must practice your basics, nephew, weak basics will lead to dire consequences!"
"Uncle, all the others my age are long past the basics! I can't win against the Avatar with basics, and I can't regain my honor without the Avatar!"
"Is a little better chance really worth destroying your potential as fire bender?"
"YES!" It concerned him, the distances his nephew was willing to go to get iroh's brother's approval.
It was quiet for a few seconds.
"Listen uncle, as far as I can see I'm in a way better position with my self-learning. You are by far a better teacher than anyone I had from the palace, but I advance fine on my own! You should be proud of me!"
The old man sighed. "I am proud that you show initiation, but your good intentions are crippling yourself. Your mindset is far from ideal for the forms you practice, if you continue entire branches will be close for you. Some branches depend on peace of mind, lightning chief among them."
Once again Zuko stopped. He titled his head to the side a little, as if listening to someone. Quite frankly the old man was worried just how much his nephew is far from a quiet and peaceful state of mind.
After a few seconds the young prince smiled.
"Don't worry uncle, I know what I'm doing. In fact, let's make a deal. If I can shoot lightning in two months, you will stop bothering me about fire bending. What do you say?"
The smile Zuko had wasn't a kind one, it reminded Iroh of a smile on a fox-eagle when it watches an unsuspecting flying lemur. He didn't know that his nephew could produce such a thing, it felt surreal, wrong, as if Ozai was talking to him instead of his nephew. This is bad, he thought that getting Zuko away from his father would help the boy break his father's influence, not enhance it. He needed to find a way to stir Zuko to the right path, and quickly. But how? He should meditate and think about it.
"No nephew, you shouldn't offer deals. It's unbecoming of an honorable prince. Now if you excuse me, I will go to my room. Those old bones need to rest for tomorrow."
As Iroh left the young prince was alone in the mass hole.
"Can you really teach me how to shoot lightning?"
"Sure, it's a bit different from normal fire bending but close enough for a fire bender to create. It is a very popular technique among overlords."
"So all the overlords were fire benders?"
"Hardly, there were overlords from every bending type and even non benders."
"In your journey you will find that there are many ways to mimic different types of bending. Electricity is a relatively easy one to mimic and master, and it has many applications outside of fighting."
The helmet then closed its visor and showed Zuko many kinds of blueprints. Zuko saw a few blueprints in his time at the palace, but none came even close to the amount of detail and complexity Sai showed.
"For a demonstration we will need a stick of ember and a rug from a furry animal, preferably as new as possible. The second one is easy enough, just take one from the cleaning closet. The first one is a bit trickier, with enough luck one of the stores will have something close enough to what we need."
"So we need to go out?"
'Great, now I must mangle with the commoners… Couldn't I just order the men to buy it?'
"Well, for starters you already gave your word that the crew will have a week off, so calling them now for a shopping trip is kind of counterproductive. And secondly it will be good practice for interactions with the people as an overlord, something you clearly lack if I may say so."
"Y-you heard it?"
"You were speaking loud inside your head. Don't worry, it takes time to get used to it."
"Right… so it's shopping trip tomorrow?"
"Afraid so. Don't worry thou, as an overlord seeker I can assure you that this trip will be more exciting than you'd think."
"I thought you can't predict the future."
The prince raised an eyebrow, in one of their conversations Sai admitted that he can guess the most likely event to occur by something called "game theory", but in no way can it predict the future and in no way is the future set-in stone. That caused some philosophical debate that Zuko frankly didn't want to go into.
"Call it a hunch."
With that the prince went to his room to prepare for tomorrow.
"Twenty and last. Okay man, you are free for today!"
The crew cheered as they left for the docks.
"Looks like we are going to have company."
Iroh decided to stay a moment and turned to Zuko.
"Nephew! Would you like to accompany me? I want to go and see if there is a decent pai-sho player in here."
"Sorry uncle, I have plans for today."
'Thank Agni for that, I don't think I could stand another hours long games between old men.'
"Oh? What kind of plans?"
It was easy to understand his uncle's surprise, Zuko rarely had any interest in anything not related to regaining his honor.
"I plan to go shopping for a few things…"
"Wait, ask him what is his favorite pai-sho tile."
"Uncle, what is your favorite pai-sho tile by the way?"
"Why nephew, you wound me. It's obviously the white lotus."
"Ask him why."
"Why uncle?"
"Oh Zuko, I'm so glad you show interest in pai-sho. You see, the white lotus is a special tile. It's a hard tile to master, but to the paisant player it will reveal its secrets."
"We must follow him at any cost, follow me quickly!"
Zuko was shocked at Sai's tone, never before had he sounded so distressed. Quickly composing himself, the young prince followed Sai's lead.
"You know uncle? I don't have anything that I can't delay, is it fine if I go with you?"
'Really?! I don't want to waste hours on seeing old man play pai-sho!'
"The endgame will be worth it, I promise. I will tell you everything once we finish, but we must have this password. You are very lucky, you know? Other overlords waste decades and many resources, sometimes in vain, to get what you are offered freely on silver platter."
'What are you talking about?'
"I will tell you later, can't let you break character now. I'm sorry, but you are still lacking in the discretion department."
'Fine…'
It seems that he said the right thing, because his uncle's smile reached his eyes.
"It will do my old heart good. Thank you, nephew."
The royal duo left the ship together. As they walked towards the inn, which Iroh was curtain would host a worthy opponent, a sudden thought came to the young prince.
"Wait, if the cook is also partying in town who will make us food?"
As if on cue, both their stomachs emitted growling noises.
"Ha! I guess we have another reason to go to the inn, ah nephew?"
Zuko couldn't help but grumble under his breath from the undignified display.
A few hours passed since his uncle started to play pai-sho with whoever was present at the inn and Zuko was bored out of his mind. Whatever Sai is waiting for hasn't happened yet, Zuko asked, every few minutes. At least they had something to eat there.
He could see Teng flirting with one of the wenches in the other corner of room. Hopefully this one isn't related to the mayor. He still remembers the absolute awkwardness of that conversation.
Anyway, he used the time to ask the people his uncle played with where he could find an amber steak. Apparently, there is a trinket shop near the docks that sells sometimes amber combs. Ironically enough they also sell sheep-goat skin which Sai said would be ideal for whatever he had in mind.
By now Iroh won another game and the new contestant sat in the table and the game began.
His uncle started with the same move he starts every time: Jasmine one-seven, Rose two-six, White Lily three-six, Chrysanthemum four-six, White Jade five-six, Rhododendron six-six, Dragon two-five, Knotweed five-two.
His opponent mirrored sequence opposite the zero-zero six-six line. These two sequences were then repeated for the other three quadrants of the board, ending with the "appropriate tile in the element cycle".
"That's it! Go to the bathroom, I will explain everything there."
'Finally!'
"Hey uncle, I'm going to relive myself."
"Very well nephew. This one may take some time; you can go to the shop if you wish."
"Okay, see you at the evening then!"
Zuko made a bee line to the restroom and locked the door.
'Ok, what is so important that you just had to drag me here to suffer this for hours?'
"Remember the white lotus?"
"You mean the secret international organization that upholds the Avatar's rule? Never really understood why they never did something about the war."
"The very same. They are so powerful because they work in secret and openly opposing the fire nation in global conflict is a surefire way to expose themselves. You wouldn't believe how much harder it is to influence people when they are actually aware of your existence. Besides, you don't know what they really did and do, secret organization and all of that."
'I suppose, what about them?'
"Remember your uncle's favorite tile?"
'Yes, the white… you can't be serious!'
"Afraid so."
'You think my uncle is a part of an organization that undermines the fire nation! This is treason!'
"Maybe he doesn't know, maybe he thinks it's just some club for people to play pai-sho. The white lotus uses pai-sho to recognize its members, every member knows a certain set of moves that will show their knowledge of the organization. The set will be a complex one so that is no chance that a nonmember will commit it accidentally."
'But there is a chance?'
"Not really, the set is not strategically favorable and must be repeated on the four sides of the board by both sides as a representation of harmony between the four nations. I will rephrase myself, there is no chance for a coincidence."
'My uncle is not a traitor!'
"If you say so, you know your uncle much better than I. They probably use his love for pai-sho to fish from his information."
'Monsters! I must warn uncle now!'
"And say what? That the club he joined made him commit treason? And when you are asked about how did you know, are you going to tell that you talked to a voice in your head? How well do you think this will go?"
'I must do something!'
"Do you really? Think about this, whatever information your uncle had they probably took years ago so any security risk is long gone and there is no risk for him physically. Do you really want to take away one of the few things the old man enjoys? I hardly think he will ever have the same passion for pai-sho again."
'So, we'll do nothing?'
"It seems to be the best thing, we will always watch your uncle's back and he is strong enough to take care of himself. Besides I memorized their secret code, with this we can recognize order members and gain access to their recourses. This is a huge achievement, especially so early in your career."
'I suppose you're right… So, What's now?'
"Let's go to that shop, your uncle did give us a leave."
The prince flashed the toilet and went out. On his way he saw another wench slapped Teng, probably she caught him two-timing.
"That was fast."
"Aha…"
And so, the prince went back to the docks in search of amber.
Ki didn't know why mommy was sad, but he knew it had something to do with the men that came here every seven days. He knew it was seven because he counted, with both hands! Yes, he was smart like that.
Anyway, every seventh day in the morning his mommy tells him to go to his room and lock the door. Then sometime later the men come. He knew because he hears their shouts, loud, gruff and they have different voices.
It goes on for some time and he hears sometimes a crash. Then there is silence and mommy tell him that he can come out and that everything is fine. She is laying, he knew it because when she smiles at him it feels different than normal and her eyes don't shine from happiness but because she is about to cry. He didn't know how he knew it, but he just did. The store feels emptier than the day before, and sometimes he sees broken things on the floor.
Today was the seventh day, he counted! And as usual mommy told him to hide in his room. The men came and the shouting began. This time, however, the shouts were louder, and he thought he heard a new voice.
The shouts became louder and louder and there was a loud crash. He could hear his mother screaming and there were sounds of battle. He didn't know what to do, mommy told him to hide, but she was in trouble and scared, but he was scared too. He was next to the door and then with one finale scream it became quiet.
Maybe the men were gone? It was never quiet when they were here, and mommy defiantly needed him. So he opened the door and quietly walked on his tows to the where mommy worked. When he saw the shop, he froze.
The bad men were still there, but they were on the floor in many uncomfortable poses. Most of the shop was destroyed and the floor was messy from all the broken things that lay there. He finally so his mother, she was crouching next to the wall. Then finally he saw the new man.
He stood between mommy and the bad men. He was wearing dark armor and black helmet, in his hands were two flaming sword and he looked at the bad men, ready to pounce. The evening sun shone behind him, giving the stranger a crimson halo on his head. He looked like some spirit from the stories mommy tells him, or a samurai that stops bad guys and saves princesses.
'Awesome…'
Then he remembered why he came.
"Mommy!"
It was a little embarrassing, but Zuko was lost, he knew he should have asked for more information on the shop than just that she was on the docks. This in turn caused him to go to every shop at the docks. At least he had Sai to talk to when he waited for the shopkeepers to check if they had something he may use.
'Say Sai, I was wondering. Why the name "overlord"? Why not any other titles that actually exist?'
"It was at the beginning a proclamation that the person was above lording and therefore cannot be ordered around. As time went on it became a title. Its unique name also put some nobles in their tows because they didn't know their standing against the overlord."
'So what is my standing as an overlord? I don't want to be degraded from a prince.'
"Let me tell you a secret your highness, you are as important as you believe yourself. You can stand higher than the earth king, the fire lord, the water chieftains and the air console combined as well as stand together with the most common of peasants."
'What? How is this even possible? When you have a rank then you have a rank, a baron will never be higher than a king.'
"Each and every title is a sentient invention, a made-up word. So, in that regard, all titles are equal. Someone long ago decided that one title is better than the other and so the rankings system was created. As the one and only overlord in the entire world, why shouldn't you decide where you stand?"
There was some sense to Sai's words, but they were a direct contradiction to anything he was taught as a royal, a heretical word that would get you executed if the nobility heard you. Besides he saw a very glaring problem. One that he happily told Sai with a smile, thinking he finally had a win in their arguments.
'But if anyone can get any title they want, how can anyone know where they stand?'
"Oh, it's easy your highness. They are tested to see if their bite matches their bark. What do you think the fire lord and the rest of the world leaders are doing?"
That dropped the smile of Zuko's face, mostly because once again Sai had the upper hand in their arguments.
'I'll get you one day…'
"Don't be so hard on yourself, I have eons on experience in those kinds of things. And I think that we arrived at the last shop."
"Hah…"
Zuko opened the door and went in, a bell ringing as the door opened. Greeted him there was a woman relatively young, in her late twenties if he had to guess. She, however, cast him scared and unsure glances.
'Why is she scared of me? Did the helmet make me this scary?'
"I don't think that she's afraid of you per say, it seems that she is expecting someone she is afraid of. If I had to guess, I would say that we have here some kind of extortion or loansharking situation. Any way you better go ask her now, you look weird just standing here. And remember, be polite."
"Hi, can I bother you for a moment?"
It seems to do the trick as the woman shaken her head and replied with the usual smile that is expected from anyone who works at the service industry.
"Of course, how can I help you?"
"Yes, do you sell amber combs?"
"Why yes! It's two silvers per comb."
'Two silvers! It's robbery on board day!'
"I don't understand the pricing system of this area yet, but it does seem too high. What is the regular price of an amber comb?"
'Fifty coppers at most!'
"Try to get from her information about the price, tell her that the price is higher than you expected."
"Seems a little high, is there any particular reason?"
"Well, because of the war prices go higher, as well as the increase of tax on goods. Besides, you wouldn't find anything like this around. I hope that you understand."
"Monopolization at its finest, you should keep notes. Anyway, we have enough money, as long as you get that amber a few coins are a cheap price for the art of lightning."
'Fare enough.'
"Okay, here is your silver."
"Thank you, here is-"
"YO MING, PAYDAY'S HERE"
A group of five people entered the shop. It was clear from their getup that they were lowlife and thugs. One man had a knife in his hand, two had swords on their belt and the last two, one of whom was the one that yelled and probably the leader, were weaponless.
"Five hostiles:
One knife, threat level medium; two swordsmen, threat level high; one fire bender, threat level very high; one earth bender, threat level very high;
Prioritize fire bender;"
'How do you know-'
"Never mind that, what are you going to do? They are obviously extorting the lady, probably the real reason for the high prices."
'Well… On the one hand this doesn't concern me, and she did charge a lot of money. On the other hand, it wouldn't be honorable to just leave her, and uncle will surely be disappointed.'
"P-please, I h-have a costumer…" the woman stuttered.
"You think we care?!" The biggest of the thugs, the earth bender, yelled at the cowering woman before turning to Zuko. "And you! Scram!"
'You dare speak to me like that!'
"Provoke them first, they need to be the one starting the fight so you can claim self-defense. Follow my lead."
"Excuse me, we were kind of at a middle of something here?"
There was silence. The woman - Ming – gasped, the other men looked bewildered and as for the leader? Well, he looked beyond pissed.
"YOU LI'L BRAT!"
The earth bender punched Zuko, but the young prince was too agile. Zuko bent down and swapped the thug off his feet, he fell with a loud thud.
That signaled the others to attack as the fire bender shot two quick fire balls and the swordsmen attacked from the sides. Zuko quickly redirected the fire balls at the swordsmen, one fire ball hit the target' but the other swordsman evaded.
"Move left!"
The knife somehow got behind the prince ready to stab him in the back, but Zuko quickly moved left throe the gap that left open with the fallen swordsman. He then proceeded to move out of the way of a sword strike and give the knife a roundhouse kick to the knife before blocking a fire wave.
Once the knife was out of the battle, Zuko was able to keep the fire bender between the swordsman and himself. In doing so he managed to stay out of the reach of the swordsman and use the occasionally redirected fire to hit him.
Unfortunately, it seems that the earth bender had enough time to recover. And with a roar he threw a rock the size of a head toward the prince.
"Move the fire bender to use as shield!"
Zuko did so just in time as the rock crashed into the fire bender's ribs and smacking both on top of the fallen swordsman, who was just getting up. Therefore, putting both thugs out of the battle.
"Shi! Lou! You will pay for that, you freak!"
The prince was relatively unharmed, having meat shields from each side. Now he was facing two opponents instead of five, however he soon discovered that he had another problem.
"No! Not the walls!" the woman yelled.
The fire from the fire bender thug took hold on the wooden shop and started to spread out. He had to do something fast or else there wouldn't be anything left of the shop.
'What do I do?!'
"You see the sword to your right? Lift it."
'Okay, what now?'
"You once saw a whirlpool? Think of the sword as the bottom of a whirlpool that sucks all the fire and chi inside of it. go to the flames and point it at them."
Zuko did as he was told and once the tip of the sword was pointed at the flames the sword sucked them hungrily. In looked exactly at a whirlpool, but one made of fire. The sword itself was gaining new characteristics as well, the fire swallowed in the sword now warped around the metal, giving it a look as if the sword was made of fire.
All the people in the room were amazed as they had never seen anything like that before. Zuko, however, didn't dare to stop and stare in ow.
"Now stop, feel the pressure of energy in the sword, direct it to the earth bender and release your hold. Now while they occupied!"
Instantly, Zuko did as he was told. A stream of concentrated fire busted from his now once again normal looking sword. The earth bander seemed to gather enough wits to raise a stone wall to shield himself, but the blast tore through the stone and the earth bender crashed on a shelf, unconscious.
The last thug, apparently the smartest of the bench, threw his sword at Zuko. As the prince ducked, the swordsman was already gone. He picked the second sword and continued to snuff out the fire. Once he was done, he turned to the fallen men ready to strike in case one of them dared to stand.
"Mommy!"
'Hah?'
"K-Ki? I-I told you to stay in your room!"
"N-never mind, come here sweetie."
Zuko let the two have their heartfelt moment. Besides, he had other concerns at the moment.
'Sai… How do I turn the fire off?'
"Focus on the energy in the swords, use your body to devour it. Feel the energy going through your hands to your entire body.
Zuko felt his body absorbing the power of the flames. The tiredness he felt in the aftermath gone, replaced with empowerment.
"Incredible…" he whispered in a quiet voice.
Only now did he notice in a reflection on a window that the helmet was once again in the "battle mode" Sai talked about. His visor was glowing with orange light, amber to be precise.
He turned to the family.
"They won't hurt you again, your safe now."
The mother held her son a little closer, her eyes shining with tears.
"T-thank you."
"I sense a bigger story here. those men were too well coordinated for the common thugs, unless there is some mandatory material training that I am unaware of. Ask here about them."
"Say, who were those guys anyway?"
"They… they…"
Ming cast down a look too her son. It was obvious that she wanted her son to stay in the dark about what's happening around him, protect his innocence for some time. He supposes his mother was the same way… Thinking about her still hurts, at least he has uncle…
Suddenly an idea popped inside his head.
"Hey, ki right? Can I ask you a favor?"
Agni, it was strange to talk to children.
"Yes, mister samurai!"
The kid said with enthusiasm that only a child in front of their idol could master. His mother was less happy, if the look of concern and the protective hug are any indication.
"…Yes, anyway. Do you know where the inn is?"
"Yes!"
Ki shook his head up and down so fast that Zuko was afraid that the head may come off.
"My uncle is in there; his name is Iroh. Can you bring him here? Just say his name loud until he's walking to you. Then say Zuko, which is my name, and run here. Do you think you can do it?"
"Smart thinking, but what do you plan to do once your uncle arrives?"
'I… haven't thought about it.'
"Yes, mister Zuko!"
The kid ran straight for the inn.
The prince than turned toward the woman.
"So, would you like to explain what it was all about?"
Ming sighed.
"Those men come once a week to collect their 'payment'. You see my husband, may the spirits bless his soul, had to take a loan to open this shop. That's when they came to him, they offered him the money he needed and more. At the time we didn't know better, we thought that everything was good, the rent was manageable, the interest was low, and business was blooming. Spirits, what fools we were."
"In one of his business trips they convinced my husband to go to their hometown, some wretched place in the Si Wong dessert filled with scum, gambling dens and other immoral establishments. 'It will be fine' he said 'we have enough money to spare' he said 'I won't be in any shady business' he said. I should have broken his legs, that dumb pig-frog!"
"He never came back! What did return was those thugs with a thousand gold debt my husband made in gambling! That fat! Useless! Sack of trash!"
"I told him not to go! I told him! We had enough money, we had a stable future, we had a son, we were happy!"
"Now look where did it got us! For years I had to struggle to make ends meet. I had to sell every right of the store to those thugs! I barely kept them at bay from making me work for them in 'higher paying places'!"
The poor woman continued to cry as she released the traumatic experience she had over the years. Meanwhile Zuko kept his silence, listening both to her and to Sai who started talking in his head.
"That would explain the level of training the thugs had. As foot soldiers to some loan shark, they had enough basic training to enforce his or her will on the would be hero, but are expendable enough to send to faraway places."
'So what should we do?'
"Legally any argument in her favor wouldn't hold water because the debt came from a legal source according to the law and with the knowledge and participation of the husband. I wouldn't hold high hopes of finding anything by searching for the husband's disappearance, as they covered any traces of involvement."
'We can't just leave her here! One of them escaped and could come back any time after we gone.'
"Then it's better to ask her about her plans then."
"So… What will you do now?"
It seems to bring her back to reality. She was, however, still shaken and looked down into her arms.
"I -I don't know, with the shop destroyed I can't pay them anything back."
"Sorry…"
"No, no! Thank you, really! I'm grateful that someone finally stood up to them and gave them their dues. The shop also isn't much more destroyed than when they decided to 'encourage' me to pay."
"But even if I clean the place up, I'm afraid of what they will do as 'consequences'. I can't risk myself and my son like that."
"Why not just run away and go somewhere else?"
Ming chuckled humorously as she gave her answer.
"You think I didn't think about it? Let's just say that they make an example of anyone who tried. As I said, I can't take the risk."
"Isn't there someone who you can turn to?"
"Their boss is some bigshot with enough influence to silence anyone looking into the more shady deals of his business. And now he will have his eyes on you, sorry for dragging you to my mess kid."
Zuko snorted.
"As if some petty crime lord will dare to do anything to me."
Ming looked at him strangely.
"Are you ok in the head? I just told you that a crime lord with a private army is after you! You should take this much more seriously! Just who do you think you are?"
Suddenly his uncle's voice was heard.
"Zuko! Prince Zuko!"
At that very moment the door opened with Ki, uncle, and a few men of the crew.
"Oh, uncle. Excellent timing."
He then turned his attention to the crew.
"Men! Bring those things to the ship for interrogation. Be careful, he is an earth bender, and he is a fire bender."
"Yes, your highness!"
The crewmembers secured the thugs and vigorously went to the ship.
'I never seen them doing anything I say so in so much passion before.'
"Seems that your bonding with the crew is starting to pay off. Besides, they probably feel like proper soldiers of the nation again. Protecting the people and that."
'But they didn't do anything.'
"Semantics. Besides, you can be sure that they will interrogate the scum with vigor."
Zuko then put his hands on the sides of the helmet, exciting its battle mode, and pulling it off his head to rest in his left arm. His attention fully on the shocked woman.
"To answer your question, I'm Prince Zuko! First child of the fire lord Ozai! And no two-copper criminal will push me down."
His right hand held to his chest as he spoke, moving with passion at the words.
It seems that poor Ming had too much because she fainted a few moments afterwards.
"MOMMY!"
It took some time to calm Ki down and tell him that his mom was just very tired from today. They decided to take Ming to her room for now to rest, with Ki watching over her. With him, uncle, and lieutenant Jee who returned from escorting the prisoners to the ship, alone in the tarnished shop, they discussed what to do with the situation.
"I say we skip town, just to be sure."
"We can't just leave! What about Ming and the other townspeople?"
"Since when did you care about the townspeople? Or anything that isn't your honor?"
"Why you-"
"Gentlemen! Please! Let's all calm down. Would any of you like a cup of tea?"
So far, the debate was wither strike the thugs and wipe them out of the colony or leave the town altogether, not risking the crewmembers. Zuko on the former option and lieutenant Jee on the latter, with Iroh as a moderator.
The two grumbly took their respective cups of tea.
"Well, that goes very well."
'Oh, shut up. I don't see you helping in any way.'
"I could easily turn the talk around."
'So why wouldn't you!'
"It would be strange if you right away knew all the answers, now after some time passed and you had time to think at the tea break on the concerns of the good lieutenant you can formulate an idea. Now once you finish your tea bring those points…"
As Sai explained to Zuko how to win the lieutenant's approval, the three continued to drink their, frankly quite nice, tea. Once they all finished Zuko started his argument.
"Uncle, you had experience as a general. How many men it would take to hold a town like this?"
"Well… if I am right, then to be financially beneficial from the occupation, and relaying on the resources of the town… I would say twenty to thirty non benders."
"Which leaves us at approximately two to one disadvantaged, not all the men are combaters. And they know the place better than us, we could ambush us and attack us by surprise." Added lieutenant Jee.
"With you at the front uncle, what are our chances of victory?"
"Oh, we will definitely win nephew. It's what comes after that I worry about."
"What do you mean?"
"I fear that once we leave the colony, the thugs will be back in vengeance on the poor people of the colony."
"And if I contact father? They did attack the prince of the fire nation. If I phrase it right, will he send enough reinforcement to secure the colony?"
"… My brother is hard to sway in matters that he deems beneath him… But with the right words it is possible."
"How much until reinforcement will arrive?"
"Not over a week."
"What do you think lieutenant Jee, can we hold the colony for a week after we decimate their forces hear with uncle's help?"
Jee mulled over it for a few seconds.
"Yes, we can hold against whatever remnants are left."
"Good! So, we are in agreement then. Let's check if Ming is up and then take them to the ship."
"Not that I disagree nephew, but the ship is already crowded, where will they sleep?"
"They will have my room, as it's the biggest we have. I'm afraid we will have to suffer each other for the week uncle."
The last thing was said with a smile, even though Zuko mentally grimaced at the thought of having to suffer his uncle all day long with lectures about tea, pai-sho and snoring.
His uncle, however, openly laughed, inwardly proud of the maturity his nephew is showing.
"Fine, let's meet the damsel in distress and explain the situation." Jee was smiling as well, it felt good to be undeniably the good guy. And even if he criticized the prince, it was because of the safety of the crew. He honestly respected the prince for what he did, quite frankly he didn't think he himself had it in him to act as heroically as the prince did.
It took some time convincing Ming to board the ship, the woman was understandably had reservations about being in a close space full of grown men with unknown intensions. Even if one of them rescued her from the thugs. Ki took much less convincing, he practically jumped on his feet when he heard that he would live in a battleship in the prince's room no less.
Which led to Zuko reviewing reports on the interrogation of the thugs he caught.
"That's it? so we don't have the name of the boss, numbers or even the location of their camp?"
"Sorry your highness, seems like whoever they call boss is holding them by the balls. They didn't budge even when the fire lord was mentioned."
"And they know that they attacked the prince of the fire nation?"
"Yes, but they still think that their boss will send a rescue. they also said things about you, your parents and the royal family that are better not be repeated."
"What about the crew? Is everyone accountable and ready for debriefing?"
"Yes, your highness. They are waiting for you on deck."
"Very well, let's go."
As the young prince went, he had a silent conversation with Sai about what to say to his crew.
"…then, after approaching their sense of duty and their pride you should have their unconditional support for this endeavor."
'Ok, let's hope for the best…'
Zuko entered the deck and walked to the stage, the same stage a week ago he showed the crew his blue flame, the same stage he started his progress to shape the crew to his needs. He could hear the whispers of the men below but paid them no head, his only concern right now was not to butcher the speech. Once he stood at the center of the stage, he started his speech.
"Men!"
His voice was heard loud and clear across the deck, most likely one of the many manipulations of Sai. The crew immediately ceased any kind of noise and listened to the unusually powerful voice of their prince.
"I will start with an apology. I promised you a week of rest, but instead You are once again forced to act because of my actions. For that I'm sorry."
"However! As much as you are rightfully upset, I would like to present my case."
"In my time at the docks, at personal errands, I was attacked by no less than five men. I dispatched four of those thugs in brutal fashion, while regretfully one fled having seen he was outmatched."
"Those scum cared not they attacked the prince. They cared not that they nearly burned the shop, burning alive an innocent woman and a child!"
Here he could see the fire of anger burning in his crew's eyes toward the criminals. They all met Ming and Kai, and while some found the kid less endearing than the others, they all were united in protecting the child.
"But this is not all of their crimes! Far from it!"
"I discovered that they extorted the shop for years to the point that the owner nearly had to sell herself to pay a debt that they orchestrated!"
"The colony itself bent knees to those scum under fear of retribution, leaving all those people pray for low life criminals under the orders of some petty crime boss at some nowhere place in the Si Wong dessert."
"Those no-good wastes even threatened to castrate you all in front your wives and girlfriends!"
That last part was a beat lie, since Zuko never personally heard anyone make such a comment. But judging from the look of the interrogators it seems he hit the nail on the head in this one. Anyway, the crew was ready to follow Zuko to battle. Now was the time for one last push.
"Now, I don't ask you as a prince or a superior, but as a fellow member who lives on this ship and a fellow proud citizen of the fire nation. ARE we going to allow those scum to go unpunished?!
"NO!"
"Then are you with me, in hunting them down, men?"
"YES!"
"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"
"YES!"
At the same time, the ship shook a little as a bolder crashed into it.
Zuko and the rest of the crew ran to the railing to see what happened, greeting them was a mob of twenty-something strong men. Each of them had a murderous expression on their face that promised pain and suffering.
"Well, looks like you wouldn't need to waste time finding them."
AN
Hey there!
So with this cliffhanger chapter 3 is concluded
Zuko faces a new threat, Iroh is turn between pride and concern and Ki is cute!
This is the start of Zuko's eye opening to the real world. Many writers right away throw Zuko in a situation where the fire nation is the bad guy, do something bad and suddenly Zuko has the realization that the fire nation are the bad guys. I wanted to show that there are many other problems that aren't directly the fault of the fire nation. And besides, at this point in his life Zuko is extremally patriotic, in no way do I see him turn traitor over something his nation did. he is more likely to decide that this was something that went against his father's orders, if he cares about it at all.
Anyway, I hope that I wrote Ming well enough. I have zero knowledge about trauma or what being a victim to extortion is like, so please tell me if I did something wrong there.
Chapter 5: Chapter 4
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
warning: violence and tragic backstories
Chapter 4
The leading thug, a mountain of muscle nearly seven feet tall, began addressing the crew.
"I will say it only one time! Release everyone, surrender the woman and child along the flaming freak that took down my boys, and the rest of you all will leave with just a few broken bones! Resist, and you will all be tortured to death!"
To Zuko's relief, it seems none of his crew seems to consider the goliath's offer. It was his uncle who seemed to be the first to respond in his usual manner.
"And who you may be kind sir? Would you like to discuss our differences over a cup of tea?"
"Name ain't important, what is important that this guy there!"
Fingers pointed at Zuko.
"Attacked my boys when they were doing a few errands for the boss!"
"Then! You had the gals to put them in some dusty cell like common scum!"
"You see why I, as the supervisor of this little town have problems with that?"
"Got to hand it to him, he did make them seen as innocent while never outright laying."
'It's not going to help him.'
"Obviously, just saying that it's a good thing you talked to the crew beforehand."
A quick look around told Zuko that indeed none of the crew members fell for the accusations. Well, seems it was his turn to talk.
"Nice try! We all know exactly what kind of errands those five were doing! No point in painting them as some innocent bystanders! They got what they deserved, and if you all don't want to join them, scram!"
It seems that the thugs were eager for blood, as a few started to advance. They were stopped however, when the leading thug put his right hand up with elbows pointing right.
"I can assure you, our business is all legal! You don't know who you're dealing with, our boss is a respectable man with branches across the entire continent! He ain't a man you make an enemy of, and he definitely wouldn't like his men being attacked. Fortunately, I offer you men an out. I suggest you take it."
"Oh, he's up for a surprise. Isn't he, your highness? Let's see his face when he realizes the main offence of his men."
Zuko chuckled, it was loud and clear even though he did so quietly. Sai probably enhanced his voice once again.
"I'm afraid it is you who don't know who you're up against. Ignoring the obviously legal act of setting a shop on fire, do you know the main accusation your men are facing? Do you know who I am?"
"Some snobby dead kid!"
The thugs around the leader laughed. Zuko meanwhile, smiled like a cashier cat.
"I am prince Zuko of the fire nation! So, tell me, how do you think my father, fire lord Ozai, will react when he hears that you attacked his only son?"
Now that gave the thugs a pause. He could see them hesitating, the leading thug mumbled to himself something which Sai summarized as "Boss gonna kill me, I'm so dead."
"So, I take your generous offer back at you, surrender and you all will leave with just a few broken bones! Resist, and you will all be tortured to death!"
The thugs seemed to be confused, they murmured fearfully at one another. It seems that the leader finally found his resolve as he shook his head and rallied the criminals around him.
"You're bluffing, no way some princy ass will come to this hole. Even if you are, the fire lord has little power herein the outer colonies. What the boss says goes here. Anyway, the fire lord gonna know nothing if you're all dead. KILL THEM!"
"Divide and conquer, go!"
"Uncle! Trap and divide them into small groups!" Zuko began issuing orders.
"Benders, harass! Don't let them organize!"
"Spearmen! Seek and destroy! One group at a time!"
Iroh quickly surrounds the thugs in a ring of fire. He continued to divide the still shocked criminals into groups of two to four people each, trapping them in their own flaming cage. The fire benders stayed on the bridge, taking aim, and shooting fire balls at the imprisoned thugs. The attacks themselves weren't that strong or even precise, but they did well in distracting the enemy until the foot soldiers finished the job.
It seems, however, that the thugs weren't completely idle. The leader still issued orders and some rocks and random blasts of fire were shot at the crew. For now, still a far from the men. But getting closer and closer each shot.
"Hit the head of the octo-seal and the entire body crumbles."
"Lieutenant! I will handle the big one, cut off their head. You are in charge, continue the harassment and pick groups for the spearmen to attack!"
He heard Jee's "YES SIR!" only as a background noise as he jumped off the ship and headed right to the apparent leader of this band of bandits.
Said leader saw him coming and redirected his entire attention to the meddlesome prince, shooting a rock the size of Zuko's entire body that was easily evaded by the agile royal.
"You!" The leader yelled. "It's all because of you! Do you know in just how much deep shit I am because of you?!"
"I did nothing you didn't deserve." Zuko answered just as hotly. 'You brought everything upon yourself!"
Their game of cat and mouse continued, Zuko evading the boulders and spikes and the leader blocking Zuko's fire and was simply too big and heavy for Zuko to land any significant hit. Around them the battle raged on, Zuko didn't dare to move his attention from his opponent to check the situation, but Sai assured him that the crew was doing easy work from the criminals.
While the battle favored the crew, his own spar favored his enemy. As much as Zuko hated to admit it, he was outmatched. His opponent was stronger, had better stamina and had more experience than him. This guy was way above the thugs from the shop. It was only a matter of time before his own fire will run out of fumes, and they both knew it.
"Give up kid! You're playing with the big boys now. Surrender and it will be quick and painful."
"Don't you mean painless?"
"Trust me, you deserve nothing but painful!"
'Damn it! If only I could blast his rocks to pieces like did at the shop. If only I had sword… Sai, can I do this blast thing without swords?'
"I was wondering when you were going to ask."
'Don't be a smartass now! Answer me!'
"Yes, you can. It's much more demanding and dangerous so be careful. Use the same sensation you did before but focus on your palms instead of a sword. Move the energy within you to your palms without releasing it, when you feel you can no longer hold the pressure just point and release."
Zuko did as instructed, he could immediately feel the pressure in his hands. He had to stall, he supposed a little banter would do the trick. Who knows, maybe he would gain new information.
"Say, what is your name? Never got it." Zuko asked.
"Didn't give it kid, and not gonna too. You ain't getting a thing from me."
"It's fine, I suppose we have enough of you by now to have some answers."
"What?!"
Indeed, when they looked around them the two could see, to Zuko's relief and the thug's horror, that they were the only ones fighting. His crew surrounded them with the criminals on the ground unmoving, Zuko happily noted that none of his crew was among the fallen.
"No, no nonono!"
The thug proceeded to raise a boulder his size to throw it at the prince, however it was already too late. Zuko released two blasts, one from each hand. The first blew the boulder to pieces, the second connected with his right leg. The last thug fell screaming and was quickly apprehended by the crew.
"You will harm no-one any longer, low and justice return to this colony once again!"
There was silence for a second, two. Then someone from the crew started chanting.
"Zuko! Zuko!"
Then, one by one the crew members chanted his name. The chanting became louder and louder, much louder than twenty or so men were capable of. When he looked around him, he saw to his surprise that not only his men were chanting, but the townspeople joined them.
'Where did they come from?'
"They were drawn to the commotion. Understandably, once they saw the thugs involved, they hid. When they saw your victory, they came out. Smile and wave your highness, smile and wave."
As Zuko did so the cheering grew even louder. He never felt so much pride, even the blue flame didn't come close. They adored him, they really adored him!
"As much as I hate to cut short the rewards of a job well done, truly I do, but we still need to write a letter to your father. It's critical to form the right words for our request."
'Right…'
"People of Hǎibiān! You don't need to live in fear anymore! The fire lord will hear about what happened from me, and reinforcement will come to protect the peace and security! This, I swear!"
He waited until the new round of applause ended.
"I still have a few letters to write, but I think this is a cause for celebration!"
As the crowd cheered Zuko took his uncle back to the ship to write a letter to his father.
"What do you think uncle? Will it be enough for father to send troops?" Zuko showed the latter he (with Sai's instructions) wrote to his father.
"I must say that it has the highest chance to pursue my brother." Uncle nodded. "I must commend you for your way with wards, nephew."
"Thank you, uncle. I feel tired, I think I'll go to bed now."
"Good night prince Zuko, I'm proud of you." The old man smiled, something that Zuko returned.
"Thank you, uncle, good night."
Zuko retreated to his cabin. Now that the threat had passed, Ming and Ki returned to their own home. Much to the kid's displeasure.
Even though he didn't lie to his uncle, he was indeed tired from the long day, he couldn't sleep right away. He had all the ingredients Sai needed for the lightning demonstration, and he would see what Sai had in mind (or whatever it was Sai had instead).
Once he was in his room, he closed the door and pulled out of a shelf the amber comb and the fur towel.
"Ok, now what?"
"Warp the fur around the comb and rub it across the comb up and down, fast. Stop only when I tell you to."
Still lost at how this is connected to lightning, Zuko wordlessly followed Sai's instructions.
"Enough, pull the far away and put a finger on the fur that touched the amber."
"Ouch!"
Zuko felt the static shock, it wasn't painful or anything, more like surprising.
"It was lightning! But how?"
"Lightning is a flow of energy from positive energy to negative energy. Those are just names, none of those is good or bad. Fire itself is energy, therefore it's possible for fire benders to produce lightning by dividing energy into positive and negative."
"Feel the energy transfer between the amber and the fur, then try to mimic it by rubbing your own hands. Once you see sparkles, we will stop for today. We will continue tomorrow after you recharge."
They continued like that for an hour or so. In the end Zuko managed to produce little sparkles after minutes of concertation.
"That's enough for today, your highness. Go to sleep."
"Sai… can I ask you something?" Zuko asked uncertainly.
"That's what I'm for, what do you have in mind?"
"How am I compared to the other overlords?"
Sai stayed silent for a second. "In what criteria?"
"I don't know… Power? Progress?"
"This is an unfair comparison. Each and every one of you had a different starting point and different ways to gain experience. What brought this question if I may ask?"
"… It's stupid, never mind." Zuko tried to end the conversation.
"If it's bothering then it isn't. Come now, communication is important."
"It's just… Today was good, really good. I did very well, the people loved me, I even learnt new forms of fire bending."
"I have a sister at home, I told you about her." Zuko continued. "She's mean and cruel, but she's also much better than me at everything. I can't help but think of how she would have done things today better."
"Then I remembered that I'm not the first overlord you mentored, I wondered where I was compared to them. I know they lost to the Avatar, I'm not stupid. I must be better than any of them, but I don't know if I'm up to the task."
"Zuko listen, you can't compare yourself to others. Would have your sister done better? Maybe yes maybe not, you did extremely well and that's what's important. But she isn't here, you are. You're the one who found me, you're the one who saved that family and you're the one who saved the colony. Would the Azula you know bother staying after she got her prize? Or even listen to me in the first place?"
"No… I suppose she wouldn't have."
"See? Then you're already better than her. As for the other overlords… Each of them had a different upbringing and different ways to achieve things. They were of different age groups as well."
"All of them fell in the end to the Avatar, yes, but not all Avatars are equal. You have a better start than most, don't worry about it. You also have their experience via me. All things considered, you have a very decent chance to win."
"How were they? The other overlords?"
"Each was unique in his own way."
"Nee was a second son to some merchant, always overshadowed by his elder brother. Not unlike your relationship with your sister, although his brother really didn't try to show off. This made things harder for Nee, added insult to injury. Didn't help that the brother discovered he could fire bend after his earth bending lesson."
"Ouch…"
Zuko supposes he has luck with Azula. He couldn't picture it if she overshadowed him so easily as she did without even trying. And if she was the Avatar? Yeah, he could see how he would blame her for cheating.
"Indeed, let's just say that in the end spite won on common sense with Nee."
"After him was Sadara of the northern water tribe. She was betrothed to the chief's son, at least until she walked on him sleeping with both her sister and her mother a week before their wedding. I'll spare the details and say that once she became an overlord the entire northern water tribe suffered so much, that after her fall women rights there hit rock bottom to this day."
"… That's rough…"
"Never doubt the vanity of fragile egoed men, scorned women and cats. Especially cats, those things are devils given form."
"Then, there was Pang. He was a villager and an earth bender. He had a decent success, but ultimately Avatar Shwei cut him down. To be fair, spirits were a bigger threat than the Avatar at the time."
"... That's it?"
"Not every overlord had a tragic backstory."
"Yur was an air bender of the Eastern air temple."
"How did you manage to recruit an air bender?!"
Zuko didn't understand how an air nomad, who's entire philosophy was on 'peace and harmony', at least before they planned to attack the fire nation which led to the genocide, agreed to something so violent.
"You'd be surprised how far a mother would go to for a chance to raise her daughter. In the air nomad's society, once a year the entire population gathers in one of the temples to create the next generation of air nomads. Yur gave birth nine months later and had her daughter, Ania, sent to the western air temple in the next gathering."
"Obviously, or actually not obviously if you're a nomad, she resisted. Unfortunately for her, she got no backing from her 'friends' and the Avatar who participated as well put a stop for her struggle. After that, she was very eager to accept my offer."
"Did she ever see her daughter again?"
"Yes, but let's just say it didn't and well."
"Did the avatar kill her?"
"No, she actually managed to strike him down. The entire world would have been an easy walk afterwards. But her daughter, now a pre-teen saw what Yur did to the Avatar and denounced her. When Yur heard that her daughter doesn't and never will want her she committed suicide at the spot."
Zuko was too shocked to make any comment, the tale was too much for him.
"Let's go to sleep your highness, I think you had enough story time."
Zuko wordlessly went to bed to get his much-needed rest.
The next day Zuko practiced with Sai his fire bending, on the way they discussed Zuko's next course of action. They were conflicted between heading to Kyoshi island or continuing his expense across the coastal colonies.
"In any case we need to know more about the previous Avatars, so questioning a few merchants from Kyoshi is a must. I suggest we advance there and check the status of the colonies to bluster our reputation."
"Agreed, we will kill two birds in one stone. I really hope that there isn't any criminal problem like there was here though."
"Unlikely, the force here was too well organized to be a lone occurrence. But it's good for us, I suppose."
"You're talking about my people Sai, mind what you say."
"Very well, in any case we should check on the blacksmith today to see his progress with making us a corner."
It was another thing Sai insisted. According to him the state of the armor of his crew was in dire need of an upgrade, which he agreed, and his own armor was a travesty, which with a heavy heart he also agreed. One thing led to another and in the end, he had a discussion with the blacksmith about renting a corner of his shop.
When the blacksmith, a nice middle-aged man advancing to his golden years name Lee, heard that Zuko planned to melt all the metal the thugs had in their camp (that none of the townspeople claimed as their own) to create a better armor to his crew, Lee happily let him have a free corner.
"Fine, let's go."
As Zuko went to the smithy he saw how the town around him seemed more alive, minus the people too drunk from last night's party. People talked among themselves and smiled at him, he also noticed a few merchants were sending him looks of interest and approval. No doubt they have heard one gossip or another about his fight.
"You are getting popular, that's good."
It felt good to be looked at with adoration once again as people did before his banishment, he could get used to it.
Once he reached the smithy, Lee greeted and let him inside.
"Please come in, your highness. I hope it's to your liking, I managed to scavenge everything you asked for."
"It's great, thank you."
"Ha! No, it's us who should be thankful, you've done us a great favor getting rid of those bandits. And blowing Ter's leg off like that? Exactly what the bastard deserved."
"I've only done my duty, and what any self-respected person would have done."
The blacksmith sighed.
"If only all were like you, your highness. Anyway, if you need anything, and I mean anything call me."
"Thank you, have a nice day, Lee."
"You too, your highness!"
Zuko was then left in his lonesome at the corner.
"Are you sure you know what to do?"
"Of course, I know, just follow my instructions to the letter and everything will be fine."
"I'll trust you then, because I have no idea what I'm doing. By the way, why did he say it like that?"
"Probably because you literally blew his leg off, nothing down the ancle left."
"What?!"
"Relax, Lee said so himself. The bastard deserved it, and you did warn him, didn't you?"
"I didn't mean it literally!"
"It's not like he's dead, just crippled. And if he put on a wooden leg or something he could continue his life almost as normal, with the reminder of what will happen to him if he breaks the law again."
Zuko decided to focus on work, the hard labor would make him busy enough to forget it. for now, anyway.
The two spent most of the day in the smithy, having breaks for food and drink.
It was the end of the day when Zuko finished, he was spent from the work at the smithy. He made a little progress in the armor and should finish according to Sai in four days. He wondered what the crew would think of his gift. Well not a gift, he will give it to them in full expectation that the crew will use it to serve him better.
He still was torn about the maiming he caused to the thug, was it honorable? Would his father approve? Would his mother have approved of it if she was still with him?
"You're brooding about the maiming again."
"Well sorry that maiming someone bothers me!"
"You didn't seem bothered with the thugs at the shop, why is that any different?"
"Because I maimed someone for life!"
"Are you perhaps feeling some kind of sympathy?"
The question caught Zuko by surprise.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"You both are maimed for the rest of your lives; I thought that maybe you share some sympathy with him over the fact."
"Don't EVER compare me to that scum!"
"Then let me ask you something, was your father wrong with scaring you?"
Zuko stayed in silence for a few moments.
"No… Father wasn't wrong… Father is never wrong."
He could feel Sai giving him whatever the damnable thing had as an equivalent for a pitying look. Why would it give him a pitiful look!
"Then you weren't wrong either. Look, I understand that nothing I say will comfort you, so you should talk to your uncle about that. He doesn't condemn it, you know."
"How do you know?"
"He would have said something by now."
"I suppose you're right. I will ask uncle later…"
It was a few minutes later when a knock on his door was heard.
"Prince Zuko! A message signed by the royal seal!"
"Come in!"
The soldier, Lau if he remembered correctly, entered, and handed him the message. There was indeed a stamp with the symbol of the royal family.
"Thank you, you may go now."
"Your highness."
The man saluted and left.
"Let's see what your father replayed."
Zuko broke the seal and opened the scroll.
"To prince Zuko,
The fire lord commends the execution of his justice and gives you free reign to dispense royal justice upon each and any who defies the scared rules of the fire nation.
Your testimony has been received and actions have been taken accordingly. You are to seek, destroy and report any such activity. The fire lord expects to hear about your future endeavors.
The request for reinforcement has been approved as well and shall arrive four days from the arrival of this message.
Fire lord Ozai, barrier of Agni's crown, his royal Highness ruler of the fire nation."
"He accepted! He actually accepted!"
"It's the first time he actually wrote, or ordered someone to write, to you, isn't it?"
"Yes! And he basically told me I can do whatever I want! He's even proud of me!"
"It did say 'commend'. I just glad he accepted the request for reinforcement or else things would have got really awkward."
"Well, what's important is that he did. Spirits, I've got to tell uncle!"
The young prince ran to his uncle's room.
"Uncle! Uncle!"
"Yes, prince Zuko, what happened?"
Zuko handed him the letter.
Iroh read the letter once, twice, three times. He raised his eyebrows as if he was confused.
"This is… uncharacteristically generous of my brother."
"Do you think father will let me home if things will continue as they are?"
The hopeful look Zuko gave his uncle made the old man uncomfortable, for he knew that no number of victories against common criminals or saving random colonies will be enough to change his brother's mind. He didn't know how to tell his nephew thou.
"I… think that in due time something big enough will come to get your father's attention."
There! It was diplomatic enough, Iroh didn't say that his brother would never except Zuko, and Zuko had the hope that his father would except him. a win-win situation. And it seemed to be working, until it didn't. his nephew's face became uncertain for some reason.
"Uncle… Am I a bad person?"
Now whatever Iroh expected to hear, it wasn't that.
"No! of course not! Why would you say that?"
"I heard today about the leg uncle. Am I a bad person for that?"
The old, retired general sighed.
"Did you mean to blow his leg nephew?"
"NO!"
"Did you find any satisfaction when you discovered about it?"
"No."
"Would you have done it again?"
"No… not if I had other options."
"Then you have your answer, nephew. You are one of the most honorable and good-hearted people I know, never forget that. Accidents happen to anyone, but only by repeating them does they become incidents."
It seems to lighten the prince's mood and lesson the weight on his shoulder.
"Thank you, uncle."
Zuko left for bad, feeling much better.
The next day went without any incidents until evening. Zuko spent his time either practicing his fire bending or swordsmanship, training his strategic thinking or building his crew's upgrades. That is until he was interrupted in his room that evening.
"Your highness! The prisoners are all dead!"
"WHAT!"
"They have been poisoned, someone put a fast-acting agent to their food. There was nothing anyone could do at that point!"
"Summon anyone who was guarding them. I'm going to the prison, and they better have a good explanation!"
At the prison Zuko questioned the men, lividly.
"You all had ONE job! To keep the prisoners alive for interrogation. So PLEASE tell me how this happened?!"
Zuko didn't know this, but his eyes were blazing with fire and his helmet grew a mane made of flames. Sai defiantly had a sense for drama if nothing else.
The guards, however, were terrified of the enraged prince. Zuko resembled a vengeful spirit more than a man at that point in their eyes.
One of them was braver than the rest, as he tried to explain the course of events.
"W-well, y-you see your highness, I-I m-mean m-my prince, I-I m-ean-"
"Out with it."
"T-the prisoners suddenly all fell still to the floor, m-mouth foaming a-and flailing th-heir limbs like d-dead fish. We checked for heartbeats but there were none, birthing too."
"You said it was a poison."
"O-only explanation is th-that they a-all took poison at the s-same time."
"… When and what did they eat in the last meal?"
Another guard answered.
"Bean soup half an hour before the incident, my lord."
"And the cook, is he to be trusted?"
"Yes, your highness. He hated them like everyone in town, but he quite liked seeing them locked in a cell. He is quite a fan of your work with Ter."
"Right… Could the food have been tempered with?"
"No, your highness, he served it right away. Cleaning dishes is easier when the dish is still warm, or something like that."
Zuko walked to the bodies, he knelt next to the body of Ter and examined it. The once mighty specimen is reduced to a husked corpse, his face distorted in agony and foam is still seen next to his lips.
'What do you think Sai?'
"The poison obviously attacked the nerve system. I suspect that someone put it in capsules disguised as beans and mixed them in the soup. Probably switched the beans with the capsules entirely to make sure there weren't loose ends. I suggest questioning the cook about who had access to the beans."
"Bring here the cook."
"Y-yes your highness!"
After a few minutes the guards brought a trembling little man.
"You are the cook, correct?"
"Y-yes, m-my l-lord. I-I s-swe-"
Zuko raised his hand in a stopping gesture.
"I will ask, and you will answer. Short and truthfully, no titles and no excuses. Are we clear?"
"Y-yes."
"Did someone have access to the beans while you were cooking?"
"N-no."
"Was the window open?"
"Y-yes, b-but-"
"I said no excuses."
"S-sorry."
"Where did you get the beans?"
"T-the grocery."
"Did someone knew sell you the beans?"
"N-no, the same man as usual."
"Was there something left of the beans?
"N-no."
'Damn it! what are we going to do?'
"Take the bean sack as evidence. I will study it as I studied the bodies while you talked."
'Did you find something?'
"The venom is from a viper-scorpion that lives in the Si Wong desert. A drop can put a sky bison out of its misery, the thugs stood no chance."
'Makes sense, I suppose. So, our guy is in the Si Wong dessert then?'
"Most likely. Don't feel so bad, such drastic actions mean that you are on the right track. We only need to look for whoever makes the pills and interrogate them about the clients. You should say something, you are giving the cook a heart attack."
'Right.'
"Give me the bean sack as evidence and you're free to leave."
"Y-yes your highness, thank you your highness!"
It was the last day of the 'vacation'. Aside from the incident with the prisoners, all seemed to return to normal. He finally finished the project he and Sai were working on in the smithy. He gathered the crew on the deck of their ship to show them his work, each crew member had a wooden cart in front of him.
Frankly, he was excited to see their responds.
"Men, I thought about the incident we had in this colony. I came to realize that while we were victorious thanks to all of you, Agni favors the prepared."
"In the last few days, I have worked on a long overdue upgrade for your armor. So, without further delays open your crates and let's start the introduction!"
The crew vigorously opened the crates to see their new toys.
"First all of you take the helmet."
They took the helmet. It looked similar to a regular fire bender's helmet in shape, but that's where the differences ended. The visor is completely overworked. It was made of solid steel and was painted like the typical fire bender skull, but it had many, many little holes in it. There were as many holes in it as there was metal. The side of the helmet seemed to cover more of the cheeks.
"The new helmet was designed for security and comfortability while saving the visibility. The mask part of the helmet was forged by yours truly and is of higher quality than the usual masks fire bender soldiers wear. Now try it on."
The crew members did as was told.
"Now look around you and tell me how your view field is."
"It's- it's like I'm not wearing anything on my head at all!"
Other crew members seemed to agree if their excited proclamation were any sign. A major problem with the fire bender infantry helmet was the narrow field view the mask sacrificed for intimidation. Zuko supposed he was lucky his fire benders didn't wear their gear in the fight with the thugs.
"Because of the size and density of the holes, the eyes ignore them. Hence the better view. It also gives better air flow as well as a complete defense from arrows. It has cushions inside against concussion as well as for a more comfortable experience."
Zuko gave a signal, and the crew was silent again.
"The next is some modifications for your armor. I covered a few parts of the exposed fabric in thin metal scales, not many changes otherwise. It is strong enough to block an arrow or a week sword strike, but not heavy enough to lose agility."
"Now the last one, the last one is definitely something you would enjoy the most. Now I alone will wear them now and demonstrate."
As Zuko closed his fist a clow rose from the gauntlet, some thirty centimeters of forged steel.
"I created it for surprise attacks and for another weapon that will be with you all in case you lost your spear or exhausted your chi. Now can please a non-bender walk to the stage?"
A random foot soldier walked and equipped the gauntlets.
"Now turn the hand to the fire sign, good. Ok listen carefully, point your hand away from anyone and close your fist."
As the soldier did so a stream of fire was released from the back of the gauntlets. He and every other crew member yelped in surprise.
"The gauntlets have a storage of oil to feed the flames for two hours. From now on, each of you is a fire bender!"
The crew yelled in delight. It was known whether you are either a bender or not, a fact that dedicated much of a non-bender's life, as he lacked the privileges benders had. Now their prince gave them the gift of the spirit, understandingly the crew's image of him grew significantly.
"ZUKO! ZUKO! ZUKO!"
It took some time until the cheering stopped.
Thankfully, as his father promised, reinforcement arrived in time. Zuko had a briefing with the new commander, a stern but fair middle-aged man in his upper years. He had an eyepatch and faint scars that spoke of his experience. He seemed to have lost his thirst for battle but was willing to fight when pushed. For Zuko it was ideal.
"Good evening commander Cheng? Did I get it right?"
"Yes, your highness."
"Sorry for calling you away from the front like that, but we have a situation here. Were you debriefed?"
"They only said to go to this colony as fast as possible, nothing more your highness."
"Very well, I arrived here a week ago and discovered that the town was run by some criminal organization. I broke their hold and installed the law once more, but I can't stay here indefinably and once I leave, I fear that the thugs will return. The local garrison is too compromised and not up to the task, therefore I asked for reinforcement. Questions so far?"
"What kind of opposition are we to expect if the thugs return?"
"The force I delt with was thirty strong, their current numbers and resources are unknown."
"Another thing commander, this organization poisoned it's entire men who were imprisoned. To avoid any leaks if I had to guess. They used a poison disguised as beans, so be careful with the food."
"Noted your highness."
"Are you up to the task commander?"
"Yes, your highness!"
"Good, you are to send a weekly report to me. If the report doesn't end with three dots, then I will know to send you reinforcement. Are we clear?"
"Crystal!"
"Very well."
The prince then stood and shook the commander's hand.
"May Agni bless you with a boring watch commander."
"And may Agni bless you as well Amber Samurai."
"Amber Samurai?"
Zuko raised his brow as the commander smiled in return.
"Yes, you have a new title apparently. The Amber Samurai, a samurai who came to the town in search of amber and in the process saved it!"
Zuko grumbled under his breath, couldn't they come up with something better?
"Good luck, your highness. I will guard this colony with my life in your name."
And as Zuko left to his ship and embarked to sea his adventure at Hǎibiān may be over, but his journey has just begun.
In his throne room, fire lord Ozai stares at the latest letter his son wrote. No, it's incorrect. He stared at the letter that someone had written in the hands of his son, for his failure of a son would have never written such a fine printed report.
At first, when the falcon master brought to him a report from his disgraceful spawn, he nearly burned the man to crisp. His orders were crystal clear, any letter from Zuko should be disregarded unless by some spirit the waste of space did manage to find the Avatar.
When the soon to be dead man dared to beg for his ear, he was this close to send the man to Agni for such disrespect. It was only when the falcon master told him Zuko was attacked that he allowed the trembling man to speak.
He read in silence the letter's contents.
"To fire lord Ozai, first to his name, wearier of the flaming crown, who by Agni's right rule the fire nation, long may he live.
I have completed scouting the entire temples and strongholds the air nation possessed and report that aside from statues, there is no clue about the Avatar's whereabouts. However, this is a minor occurrence next to what happened next.
My crew and I went to the colony of Hǎibiān to resupply. Hǎibiān is a relatively new colony in the southern coastline of the earth continent. There, while I was shopping, I was unprovokedly attacked by five thugs. Of course, I showed the thugs Agni's light and beat them down in brutal fashion.
Upon interrogation, it was discovered that the group was part of some kind of a larger criminal organization employing both earth benders and fire benders. I also must confess that while lowlife, the criminals received at least basic training which is concerning. It was also discovered that the entire colony was held to the whims of said organizations, the local garrison ineffective at stopping the corruption. They showed little regret when attacking a prince of the fire nation, even proclaiming their "boss" a superior authority to yourself.
Later that day, the rest of the mob arrived at the docks to release their coworkers and extract vengeance on the just punishment. They too proclaimed yourself an inferior ruler with little to no influence in the colonies. The battle itself was relatively quick and ended with my complete victory, however there are some points of concern I find myself in a need to address.
Firstly, if the common thug forgets his place next to a prince and the fire lord, a question must be asked about the higher places in this food chain. How much is the fire lord respected in the out streaks of our great nation?
Secondly, an entire colony was usurped in spite of the local guards. It is clear that this organization has the men and resources to challenge the fire nation in the periphery and sees the subjects of the fire lord as prey despite the promise of retribution. This poses a severe security risk and even a conspiracy.
Thirdly, the colony does not have the resources to protect itself against foreign threats and will be an easy target to reclaim when I inevitably leave.
Therefore, I humbly ask your greatness a few boons:
I ask your permission to hunt and rout the heretics as long as it does not interfere with the hunt for the Avatar.
I ask for an investigation into the incident and to be updated with the results in real time.
I ask for reinforcement to be sent to Hǎibiān, preferably frontline soldiers who showed signs of disagreement with the war but have honor and morals. This will ease tensions at the front and allow the men to serve the nation and retire with honor.
From prince Zuko of the fire nation, first child of Ozai"
He debated with himself what to do. He may finally be rid of his disgrace of a son should he order him to stay indefinitely in the colony, but then again, he didn't want people to actually start liking Zuko. In the end he decided to grant the boons, if only to see where this would go. With any luck, his failure of his son will mess things up as usual.
The letter, however, did raise an important issue, it seems that his name isn't feared as it should have been. Quite frankly he cares little about the random colony, but the fact remains that it was an attack on his honor and demanded retribution and investigation. On that one, he agreed with whoever wrote with Zuko's hand.
"Summon my daughter, Azula!"
He would intensify Azula's training, she can't stay behind her brother.
In the Si Wong desert, a man was sitting in his office. He was a mountain of a man with muscles so big that they were noticeable even when covered by the traditional sand-people grab. The lighting of the room made his face obscured by shadows, however the way his hands rested one upon another indicated his foul mood. A mood which hadn't gotten better as his subordinate continued reading the report.
"You mean to tell me that not only did we lose an entire colony, but those idiots assaulted the fire prince as well?! Are you absolutely sure this cannot be traced back to us?"
"Yes, sir. Protocol severed hand was immediately applied, there was no information leak beyond the local rumor mill and the venom will be dissolved long before a knowledgeable healer can come, let alone identify."
"Good, order a scouting once the prince leaves. Should the colony be ripe for the taking send in a force, else ignore. One colony isn't worth the wrath of those burning pricks."
"In other news, a shipment of goods was lost. It fell to the hands of chieftain Hakoda during a raid, supposedly it was mistaken as a fire navy ship."
"*sigh* If that seadog wasn't so good at directing attention away from us… are there any more reports?"
"No, sir."
"Then here are my orders: The men in the colonies are to act with discretion, even at face of losing profits, there can be no more mess-ups like Hǎibiān. The men outside fire nation-controlled territories are to raise income as a compensation for our losses. Tell Xin I'll go to his little 'Earth Rumble' show to check the potential recruits, I have a hunch we'll need the men."
"Yes, sir."
"And one last thing, tell the madam I will borrow our 'Queen of the south' for tonight. I find myself extremely frustrated with the south right now and the dear 'queen' should take responsibility."
"Yes, brigand general Mi-Sha."
As the man closed the door behind him, a drawing of a familiar helmet could be seen on the door.
AN
And so Zuko's time at H ǎ ibi ā n ended.
A little history of the overlords is reviled and Zuko is starting to question his morality. a little perspective from home as well as our new antagonist.
The crew got an upgrade! They finally aren't a punching bag for everyone else in the show!
There are some easter eggs from the show, as well as potential directions the story could go. I wonder if you will catch them all.
Anyway, Mi-Sha is completely unrelated to the fire nation. He has a connection with Sai, but not the one you will think of at first try. It will be revealed in time, rest assure I have plans for this that I think you will find interesting.
Chapter 6: Chapter 5
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 5
"One! Two! One! Two! Three! Repeat!"
Zuko was standing on deck, supervising the training of his crew with the new equipment. It was decided that the men will have a daily training for an hour and a half to two hours to sharpen their skill and teamwork against greater threats. Hǎibiān opened the eyes of many men in the crew, and in turn they gave their all-in training.
It was a slow start; the men weren't the spear's tip as the saying go. But results were showing, their stamina increased, their teamwork improved, they aim got better and their strikes became stronger and faster. If before, the crew could raid a village and the random trading vessel, now Zuko was certain they could hunt down pirates and overwhelm a ship their size.
Something that he will defiantly put his crew through while he would have to journey with a smaller group. It will give them income from the bounties, as well as experience for the crew. Most importantly, it will give him the prestige that he desperately needed.
He and Sai reached a conclusion, Zuko must gain more prestige to have a say in anything that truly matters. If Zuko the banished prince asks for more people for his plans, he would be respectfully declined at best. But if Zuko the bringer of Agni's justice and the enforcer of the fire lord's rule asks the same think then he would hardly be refused, obviously he acts in the name of the fire lord and is defiantly planning one thing or another that must stay secret.
Zuko didn't particularly liked it, it went somewhat against his sense of honor. But he will gladly accept it if it means raising his standing in the eye of his father. He also agreed that he could do much more good for his people that way, he could order food supplies and homes for those in need without too much eyebrows raised.
"Halt! Take five and return for "overwhelming"! After this training's over for today!"
The men groaned; they did not like "overwhelming" practices. This specific kind of practice was made by Sai (as most of the others, although Zuko did contributed to some), the idea behind it was facing a single overwhelming opponent like the Avatar. However, in lack of Avatars to practice on they had to make do with the next best thing they had available, meaning his uncle.
As the five-minute brake ended Zuko and the man stood om one side of the deck and Iroh on the other.
The young prince took notice that his men were still cautious and unwilling to be the first to attack, but they aren't shaking in their boots anymore. It showed that the men started to grow courage, they wouldn't abandon him in a time as he always thought they would have.
Zuko didn't waste time and ordered his men.
"Encircle and trap! Benders, put him on defense!"
As the soldiers did as they were told, Iroh didn't stay idle. He easily blocked and returned the fire balls the benders throw at him as he moved from one side of the deck to another in a speed that no man his weight and age should have any right to possess, knocking soldiers one after another.
They did manage to keep him on the run, although Zuko suspected that his uncle went easy on them to not discourage the men. Zuko himself wasn't spared as he got his fair share of bursitis from the old man. He tried once to absorb the flames of his uncle with his swords, but unfortunately the heat was too much for them to handle and they melted in his hands. He and Sai are working on a solution, but for the time being Zuko will just have to replace the swords every few battles.
Anyway, he thought he managed to get uncle to a hold when he and two other benders shot a stream of fire against Iroh's own. The spearman behind uncle thought so too, as he rushed to stab the dragon of the west in the back (with a training spear, no harm would have ever come to uncle). Uncle however proved his title as he stepped to the side, letting the spearman get the full burn of the attack. Zuko and the others immediately stopped firing and gave the retired general a perfect chance to blast them.
To their credit, Zuko and the others managed to block Iroh's first assault. They did not manage however, to stop the old man from doing a perfect flip and blast them from the back. The two soldiers stood no chance and were blasted away, unable to battle. Zuko managed to turn in the last possible moment and block most of the attack, he did, however, had to fall back a few feet.
"I'm not out yet, uncle!"
"Well done, nephew! You couldn't do that two weeks ago!"
"Flattery won't help you!"
"Oh, but nephew, I'm not the one on his knees."
"Not for long!"
Iroh had to cease his attack to avoid another spearman, and the dance began again.
After another four minutes Zuko's group were battered and bruised on the ground, Iroh however didn't come unscathed. While there was no physical injury, he used more of his stamina then he would have liked. It seems his nephew's strategy of tiring the enemy out instead of overwhelming it taking its toll on the old man.
"Well done nephew! You all survived three entire minutes more than last time! A new record if I say so!"
"Thank… you… argh."
"Your welcome nephew, you did manage to give this old man trouble breathing."
"Training… Over… Agni, my ribs…"
Just another day on the ship.
"I must say uncle, your tea is only better and better any time you make it."
"Why nephew, you're making me blush."
Zuko was sitting with his uncle drinking together tea. He opposed the idea, but Sai convinced him that using his uncle's ties with the White Lotus, however small they are (in Zuko's opinion), as well as the connections he had in his time as general and crown prince are worth a few hours of suffering.
"Uncle, when you needed something being done fast and quietly, who would you call?"
"This is quit a question; may I ask what exactly you had in mind?"
"I need a steady supply to equip the crew. I also need a factory of sorts to research and build some ideas I had away from praying eyes and ears."
"Why hide? What are you trying to build?"
"I plan to make some inventions that will help me to hunt the Avatar, I don't want anyone to have a chance to upstage me after I find the Avatar. Only I must be the one to catch him."
His uncle was deep in thought for a minute, Zuko waited patiently for his answer.
"I still don't see why you need all of this prince Zuko. I think it would be a waste of time and resources you instead could put into your search and training. I also don't think you understand the amount of coin needed to achieve everything you talk about, which isn't your fault as you were raised as a prince with unlimited amount of wealth."
Zuko sighed, it seemed it was time to put the sentimental card.
"Look uncle, the Avatar isn't the only reason. I saw the colonies, I saw how people live their lives and I think it could be better. It's our responsibility as people of the fire nation to bring our greatness to all the corners of the globe. But I fear that while our military might has grown tremendously, the quality of live we promised to our people is falling short to my expectations. I plan to use the factory as a platform not only to create Avatar hunting equipment, but to create non war related inventions away from the clutches of the bureaucrats."
It seems that his speech moved something in the old man's heart, because his uncle looked like he was silently crying tears of pride. The retired general then rose from his chair and walked to Zuko and hugged him.
"You have no idea how proud I am to hear you say this, I'm sure your mother would have been proud of you too."
That took Zuko by surprise. He knew his uncle would open a little, maybe talk about some people he knew that could help. He didn't That. And pulling the mom card is not fair! How can he trick his uncle now!
"You don't have to, the factory will create instruments for civilian use as well. It's no less important for your career than building your military strength."
'Suppose so…'
"I… thank you uncle."
"But one thing I must ask nephew. How are you going to finance such an endeavor?"
Zuko smiled at that as he pulled something from his sleeve. Once Iroh looked at it, he was amazed to see a diamond with the diameter of one of his nails.
"Zuko… Where did you get this? You didn't steal it did you?!"
At his uncle's surprised and frightened face Zuko couldn't help but let out a chackle.
"No, no, it's nothing like that. I created it."
"You… created it?"
It seems his uncle is still in shock.
"I put a piece of coal under heat and pressure."
He then demonstrated it by taking a piece of coal from the fire nearby with his gauntlet, wrapping both his hands around it, and closing his hands, hard. He waited for a minute or two until he opened his hands and showed a diamond in his hands.
It was actually Sai's idea. Every time he thinks that damnable thing can't be crazier, Sai manages to exceed his expectations. Who would have thought that you could make diamonds from coal! Sai explained to him that the two are actually created from the same material but have a different configuration for their atoms. Then Sai explained what atoms are. It was a tuff lecture, but the results were more than worth is.
"So, will it be enough for my plans?"
Uncle Iroh was slowly shrugging of the shock.
"Yes… yes, I believe it would be enough. I will see what I can do about the factory."
"Thank you uncle, for the future!"
"For the future."
Both men raised their cups and drank the tea.
To say Hakoda was conflicted would be an understatement. He and his men were planning another raid on a closings fire nation vessel, this was normal. What wasn't normal was the letter he got from the oh so kind information broker.
His relationship with the bandit lord Mi-Sha started when he and his men were in need for any kind of information on either the position of his kidnapped wife, or new targets for raiding.
A messenger appeared one night in an inn they stayed, he wanted a meeting between his boss and Hakoda. As payment he promised information on a camp Hakoda and his men had trouble trying to go around, half of it he said right away and the other half would be given at the end of the meeting. Hakoda was intrigued and accepted the offer at the condition that his men will escort him.
When he and his men came for the meeting place, he was glad he insisted an escort. The room had a small table for two and only had three occupants, but they were enough to send him on edge.
The two men, for they were much larger and board shouldered to be women, wore matching uniform. Each of them had a dark green long-sleeved coat with matching long pants, brown thick gloves and a belt within many pockets.
They had a carapace armor in bronze color and had twin blades, one on each side of the belt. Their heads were covered by a dark green hood and whatever was seen was hidden behind a stainless-steel mask with seven holes positioned like the spots on a ladybug. You could see from each hole shining bright as the compassion and kindness of the men, meaning it was black as tar.
He knew his men, they were skilled warriors, much better trained then the common fire nation trooper. But he didn't want any of them to fight either of those men standing silently at attention. His years as hunter sharpen his senses to recognize predator and prey, and those men were clearly predators, efficient ones at that.
Sadly, they paled compared to the one in the middle, the "boss" no doubt. Hakoda wasn't a little man himself, but the giant sitting next to him was a league of his own. With shoulders twice larger than his and hands that could snap a lion -moose's neck Hakoda didn't fancy his chances at a fight.
He was dressed similar to his two companies from what Hakoda could see but lacked the hood and helmet. He had grey intelligent eyes that had hunger and cruelty in them, like storm clouds unleashing punishment on the poor fisherman until his boat can no longer hold the abuse.
His head was balding, and he had a messy grey beard. He wore a headband in the same dark green color of his coat, but it had brown prints that looked too much like dried blood for comfort. The expression he wore looked too much like an adult lion-moose trying to imitate its younger self cuteness.
"Hello Hakoda, I believe we can help each other."
His voice was quiet, yet it filled the entire room stronger than any scream. Hakoda had to fight the urge to swallow, he outnumbered the host six to one, but he didn't fill in control, at all.
This man gave off more power than any earth army general Hakoda met.
The meeting itself was surprisingly quiet, and the proposition was quite simple. Mi-Sha will supply information about fire nation forces, as well as good spots for ambush and hiding. In return, Hakoda will harass the fire nation's forces and create enough noise to move attention away from the crime lord's business.
Oh, Mi-Sha told him enough about his under the table dealing, saying honesty is the best policy in those things. It disgusted him, but frankly he expected something like that. He excepted the deal, even as his heart was screaming at him not to. The search for his wife and the crusade against the fire nation came first and second, his morals only slightly below the crusade.
It went smoothly enough, until it didn't. Disturbing rumors reached his ears about some famous woman of the night, this so called "Queen of The South" resembled his wife too much for his liking. He had a meeting with Mi-Sha, he demanded from the desert man to release his wife immediately. Words were said and threats were flown, it nearly ended in a brawl until Mi-Sha told him that he could come and see for himself.
And that is exactly what Hakoda did, he went to the Si Wong desert and found the building that his supposed wife was residing in. After his men did a thorough search, they had found this supposed "queen". To Hakoda's disappointment and relief it wasn't Kya, the woman had tan and braided her hair like his wife did, but she was clearly not from the water tribe, at least clearly for an insider.
The crime lord was surprisingly understanding, he didn't demand any compensation for the mess. But it was clear that their relationship would be much colder than before (not that it was even remotely warm to begin with), and they both knew it.
Hakoda knew that Mi-Sha was an evil man, but what he saw in the "most free city in the world" showed him how much degenerate and filthy his information broker was. He may or may not have "accidentally" attacked the wrong ship that contained illicit cargo or led local law enforcement "by chance" to some ally with a shady deal.
Back to the present, the letter from Mi-Sha asked (ordered) him to commit a raid on a single old fire nation cruiser. Hakoda immediately smelled something fishy, Mi-Sha would never point him at a single target like that. If the crime lord wanted someone gone, he had enough men and resources to do it on his own without relying on a wild card like Hakoda.
Therefore, it could mean two things, and none of them was good for him and his men.
First, Mi-Sha finally had enough of him and sent him on a suicide mission. In this case, he had to prepare his men for immediate evacuation. Secondly, Mi-Sha was planning something big and needed a distraction that Hakoda will supply by attacking a seemingly unimportant vessel with some important figure. Causing the fire nation to hunt him and his men like dogs, again. In this case, he should get his men a safe place to hide until the heat will go down. No pun intended.
He hated the situation and was disgusted with himself. He is the chieftain of an entire civilization, and here he takes orders from some thug. It twisted his gut to the point that he wondered how he will be able to look at his kids without feeling ashamed of himself, but he knew better.
He could ignore the letter, yes, but after each stunt like that he usually had some complications. A patrol getting too close to comfort to their hiding place, more enemies than expected at a mission and so on. He was on thin ice as it is, again no pun intended, and he wasn't in a position to take another hit like that at the moment.
The letter claimed that some high-ranking individuals close to the royal family were boarding the ship, and that sinking it would give a huge blow to the fire nation. How much of it was an blown out of proportion was anyone's guess, but the crime lord doesn't lie in things like that, it's bad for business.
The plan was simple enough, place explosive mines in the way of the cruiser and embark when the ship is in chaos. Using stink bombs, they would dispatch the crew and take the two persons of interest as hostages to use for ransom. On the way they could interrogate the prisoners for information.
"The charges are ready in position."
Hakoda sighed at the update, it seems the mission will start soon.
"Get the men ready in position. The darkness of the night will cover us until we reach destination. Be ready to disengage at any moment."
"Yes sir!"
He had a bad feeling about it.
BOOM!
Zuko woke up with a start.
"What happened?!"
"We are under attack if I had to guess. Explosives if I'm not mistaken."
"What?!"
"Men! To arms!"
The young prince quickly equipped his armor and gauntlets and ran to the deck. On his way he heard sounds of fire bending, good, it means that his men were still in the fight. When he reached the deck, he saw his men blasting at the water below.
He blasted overboard a raider that was running to one of his soldiers with a club raised. He then turned to said soldier.
"Report!"
"Sir! Explosives tore a hole in the front side of the ship, pirates are trying to board the ship by hooks from their vessels. We think they are water tribe, sir."
"Blast it!"
A water tribe here could only mean that they are being raided by chieftain Hakoda. Even he heard about the nightmare of the southern sea, his attack and guerilla warfare again the fire nation is a thorn in the side for many generals.
If propaganda is to be believed, he and his man drink the blood of their fallen enemies and use the bones as weapons and building materials. But propaganda also said that everyone full moon water benders lead people to their doom by controlling them like puppets via the water in the blood, So Zuko took the rumor with reservations.
'What should I do?'
"Cut the hooks to deny more invaders to board the ship, simultaneously make time for the entire crew to arrive. Put fire on any ladder the ship has to deny them entry you can't cut."
"You five!"
Zuko pointed as a random group of soldiers.
Guard the rails! Each takes a part of the ship! Cut any rope and put fire on any ladder you see! Don't let them get on the ship!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Everyone else, with me! We send those barbarians back to the sea of which they came!"
"Hora!"
There was proximately the same number of reds and blues on deck. He could see a blue figure dressed differently from the others, it had a more detailed wolf helmet as well as more fur. By the way the figure gave orders he assumed it was none other than chief Hakoda himself.
As he fought his way and barked orders, he saw how well the last two weeks of training paid off. the crew from before would have fallen long ago, maybe even before he would have reached the deck. This crew… well they weren't winning, but they were holding their ground against a more experienced foe.
That didn't mean he had an easy work, not by a long shot. He had to assist his men left and right, blasting a barbarian here, making tribesmen move away there, it took a lot from him. His most challenging task was getting rid of the smoke bombs.
Sai immediately identified the threat it posed and instructed Zuko how to dispose of the gas. Zuko had to clap his hands and, using fire bending, create a shock wave to banish the gas from his ship. He had to time it perfectly and be relatively close to the source or else the smell would linger.
Fortunately, it seems the attackers had a finite number of stink bombs. After a while Zuko didn't have to worry about the bombs and could focus entirely on the battle ahead. It went well beyond what he hoped.
He saw that most of the crew was already on board and fighting. The new equipment he gave his men really made the difference. He saw from the corner of his eyes a crew member and a water tribe warrior at a standstill with weapons locked. The barbarian even seemed to have the upper hand as his blade drew closer and closer to the crew member's neck. The soldier, however, managed to put his hands in a way that the fists were pointed at the chest at the enemy, and shot a stream of fire from his gauntlets. The barbarian quickly disengaged, running away to put out the fire on his clothes.
Like before at Hǎibiān, Zuko went straight for the leader. He saw Hakoda slash at a crew member, luckily the new scales protected the men from being gored. Zuko quickly shot a fire ball at the chief and picked up the fallen men's sword. The two leaders met and clashed with their respective swords with a shower of sparks.
As the battle raged on around them, the two were locked in their own fetal dance. Once again, Zuko was facing a more experienced opponent. Unlike Ter however, Hakoda was experienced with the sword. His ferocity and agility were almost too much for the almost fourteen years old prince to handle. This time Zuko couldn't even use his blasts because Hakoda was just too close and too fast. Even if the chieftain wouldn't intercept him, a blast from this distance will harm Zuko too if it hits the target.
"You're good, who are you?"
"You… attacked this ship… without knowing who… I am?!"
"Do I really need a reason to attack a fire navy ship?"
"He got you there, your highness."
'Less talking, more helping!'
"Try electrocuting him."
'Can't concentrate, let alone get a clear shot!'
"Then good thing that electricity can go through touch, and you two constantly touching at one point."
Zuko immediately understood Sai's idea. Yes, electrocuting his sword sounds like a great idea, he just needs enough breathing room. Luckily, his opponent decided to be 'merciful'.
"You don't have to fight, you know. Surrender yourself and we will leave the ship and its crew alone. There isn't any need for farther bloodshed."
"Like I would believe you! Besides, why should I surrender when I have the advantage?"
"You're delusional! You're good, I'll give you that. I have a son your age and if he has half of your skill I couldn't be any prouder. But be reasonable, you're outmatched here, this isn't a game!"
"Good! Because I've done playing!"
Hakoda sighed as they prepared to clash blades once again, planning to finish this fight in the next few blows. Only to cry in pain as their swords clashed.
Zuko successfully electrocuted his blade while the two talked. He could see the electricity travel down the tribesman's body as he cried in shock, but he didn't stop there. He kicked Hakoda's legs, making the older man kneel, and then round kicked him with a fire bending enhanced foot to the head, sending the chieftain back a few good meters.
To Finish the battle, Zuko sent a weaker version of the blast that fell Ter at the warrior. Hakoda would have usually evaded and reposted such attacks, but the shock from the electrocution made him more sluggish. As the blast caught Hakoda on the chest, he flew crushing to the metal wall behind him. The chieftain's helmet flew away in the process.
"Hakoda!"
It seems that the invaders stopped their advancement to protect and surround their wounded leader. It spoke greatly for Hakoda's will that even after the hits he taken, and the obvious concoction he had, he was lucid enough to order his men to retreat.
A few smoke bombs were thrown, but when Zuko blasted away the smoke there were no water tribe men to be seen.
"Should we go after them, your highness?"
"... No, it wouldn't be a good idea to hunt them at night, especially wounded as we are."
Zuko then went and picked up the chieftain's helmet.
"Besides, I believe we had our pound of flesh. Send a course for the nearest navy base, we're in a dire need for repairs."
"Yes sir!"
Suddenly Uncle busted threw the door, ready for battle, only to be confused when he saw his nephew holding a battered water tribe helmet.
"And the dragon had finally awoken."
"Uncle, we need to have a talk about your sleeping habits."
The Ketu Harbor captain was Zhao, from all possible harbors it just had to be the one Zhao was in!
Zhao is a bully who made his opinion on Zuko clear from the moment of the young prince's banishment. He may be a good soldier, but he had no honor. He ruled his men with thuggery and was indifferent for anything that doesn't help him raise ranks.
What joy it was to be greeted by the good captain.
He knew that Zhao became recently a captain because the peacock immediately flaunted his new position. Immediately after his uncle greeted him, the man said that he was a captain and not a lieutenant.
"I must say, this is quite a damage your ship has taken. Just what in the world could have done that, I wonder."
The fakeness of his words was sickening to hear for the young prince. For better or worse, at least he didn't have anything special to hide that Zhao could use against him.
"Well, if you must know. We had a little skirmish with water tribe raiders. The explosives they used to stop the ship are the cause of the damage you see."
"Say, why don't you tell me more about it over a cup of tea at my office?"
"I should really check out a place for my crew to sleep."
"It's a wonderful idea captain Zhao!"
"Uncle!"
"Nephew, you at least should accept it when your host offers you tea! You own him at least this much respect."
"Splendid! Let me show you my office!"
"We really need to work on your tea addiction uncle…"
The two princes were at Zhao's office drinking jasmine. The captain preceded to ask them questions about the raid, as well as other rumors that started to float.
"So, your highness, I heard that you have a new moniker now. 'Amber samurai', I believe it was called?"
"Not my choice… Anyway, I was in a shop buying an amber comb and then suddenly some thugs arrived. One thing led to another and I found myself dismantling a crime syndicate in the colony."
"I'm sure it was more heroic than it sounds."
Sarcasm was just dripping from the captain's tone.
"It was, outnumbered and against more experienced opponents, my nephew stood tall as he became a symbol to the people."
"I'm sure… Speaking on adventures, has there been any news about the Avatar?"
"There haven't been any signs of him. I searched every piece of land the nomads lived on without success yet."
"But you will tell if you discovered anything, right? After all the Avatar may be the only thing that can stop the fire nation from total dominion over the world. I don't need to tell you that any information about the Avatar is critical."
"Well, the Avatar hasn't been seen for over a hundred years, so kindly focus on your mission and I will on mine."
"Of course, of course… although a mission it quite an overstatement, isn't it? Punishment is a more fitting word."
"Careful Zhao, banished or not I'm still a prince."
"Of course, your highness."
"Now if you don't mind, I had a tiring night and I would like to rest."
As he started walking, the guards at the door blocked him.
"Excuse me?!"
At that same moment a soldier of Zhao went in with Hakoda's helmet.
"The crew was interrogated. The ship was attacked by the pirate Hakoda and his men. The attack was repelled after the prince defeated Hakoda in single combat."
"Let me take care of it, your highness."
'That conniving son of a slug! Do whatever you want to him!'
"I warn you; I will have to take control of your body. Do I have your permission?"
'Whatever! Just make him regret it!'
"You will regain control in five minutes at most."
Suddenly, Zuko was surrounded by arcs of lightning. His eyes were glowing in a dangerous amber light and the floor beneath his feet caught fire.
Zuko's body moved slowly towards the soldier, the arcs seemingly grew, and flaming footprints stayed in the places he walked. It stopped when it was a foot away from the soldier who now tried to melt into the wall.
"What do you mean by 'interrogated'?"
"I-I, well.."
"Speak."
"It was only questions! We didn't do anything! He ordered us!"
The soldier pointed at Zhao while shaking like a leaf.
"You little –"
"Quite."
The demonic voice seemed to silence the captain.
"And when I will ask my men the same, will their answer be as yours?"
"Yes! Yes, I swear by Agni, yes!"
"The helmet was in my private quarters, How did you get it?"
"I-I…"
"I see. Go and make sure my men get the best food and beds available. Now leave."
The soldier ran away like Koh itself was after him.
The helmet now turned to the guards, it's visage as terrifying as a vengeful spirit.
"Accompany him, at once."
The guards didn't need another motivation. Now Zhao had the full attention on the thing.
"And as for you!"
"Prince Zuko, I think that it's enough."
'Sai… I think you should stop. Sai, why can't I move?!'
"A moment your highness, I won't do anything drastic. I promise it will be worth it. After that I will relinquish control back to you."
'Fine, but we will have a long talk about this!'
"Not now uncle. Now tell me captain, what did you hope to achieve? Perhaps you thought I was hiding information about the Avatar that you could exploit?"
"I-"
"How should I deal with you I wonder, should I execute you now or make it public?"
"Zuko!"
"Y-you can't! I did no crime, and you have no right!"
"I can beg to differ; you ordered an interrogation on people approved by the fire lord himself to accompany his son like common criminals. You invaded the prince's privacy and stole his belongings at the hope for blackmail. You outreached your boundaries as a common captain!"
"And as for right?! I have every right to inflict justice upon all who I see as corrupt by the degree of my father himself! And an attack on the prince by a known enemy, and so close to your base? Why all the facts combined that's just reeks from conspiracy! I'm sure that father wouldn't mind if phrased right."
"You-you-"
Fear seemed to consume the newly appointed captain.
"But it doesn't have to be this way~"
The way the thing spoke now was predatory like, it reminded a purring of an apex predator that trying to assure its prey that everything will be fine.
"Why don't we strike a deal that will help the both of us? You see, I find myself in dire need of professional men to do as I commend. You, on the other hand, are in a dire need for achievements for promotion. What I offer is simple, I borrow a few of your man, no more than a tenth of your force in total, and in return you get the achievements they will bring as their official commander. Send us to the toughest battles, the ones normal soldier doesn't expect to succeed. If I die? None will blame you. If I win? You get glory."
"What do you say, do we have a deal?"
The thing offered a hand to shake.
Now Zhao looked interested, he was an ambitious man first and foremost. Greed overpowered fear as Zhao considered the proposal. Normally he would scoff and send the other party packing, but the prince showed power and ambition. And if there are two things Zhao can respect it's those two. Besides, the more dangerous the mission, the more chance he will be rid of this problematic blackmail.
"You've changed prince Zuko… fine, I accept your proposal."
The two shook hands.
"Excellent."
The handshake was suddenly consumed by flames. Zhao tried to pull his hand back, but he was unable to even budge the surprisingly strong hold of the thing. He realized after a second that the flame didn't burn, two seconds later the two suppurated.
"Goodnight captain!"
The thing called when it left, Iroh quickly followed.
After Zuko made sure his men had a decent place to sleep and asked their side of this so-called interrogation, he went to sleep in his own tent. It seems that soldier was properly spooked, because all the places he and his men had were above the average quality of the army.
Once he was alone however, he had one important thing to still take care on.
"Ok Sai, just what was that before?"
"You have to be more specific, I'm afraid."
"Cut it out, you know exactly what I'm talking about! What was that with Zhao?!"
"So you're talking about the possession, what about it? You gave me explicit permission to possess you. I warned beforehand about it."
"Whenever did I say that?!"
Sai than showed Zuko a record of their brief conversation.
"Fine, I suppose I can forgive that, but why did you make me Zhao's errand boy?!"
"We need a steady supply of men to go under the radar and a bank of missions to increase our experience, influence and prestige. Zhao's rank secures the first and his ambition, disregard of his men and relatively frontline position, combined with his pettiness towards you cover the second."
Zuko hated how logical Sai sounded even when seemingly making atrocious decisions.
"I don't like him, he will obviously use us."
"You don't need to, and we are using him as well. Consider it a test of patience, after we grow enough to raise our own men you can ditch him."
"And no more possession!"
"What about when you are unconscious and in a life threatening danger?"
"Only then! But nowhere else, understood!"
"Crystal."
"By the way, how long do you think it will take to fix the ship?"
"A week, but with how much the good captain loves having you here, I will say five days."
Zuko let out a snort of amusement.
It was the morning next day. Zuko woken at dawn, as expected from a fire bender. He didn't have a nice sleep, even though he retired to bed in the early evening and was dead tired.
After yesterday's events Zuko couldn't bring himself to sleep with the helmet equipped as became his norm. He always thought about how Sai took control of his body and how he could do it as easy at any given moment. Yes, he promised not to, but Zuko couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with the helmet.
Sai didn't comment when he pulled the helmet of the head, thank Agni he didn't have to deal with that. But after a few hours Zuko still couldn't sleep, he was anxious. He still had reservations about Sai, but he needed the helmet, he had to put it on. The closest thing he ever experienced was when he was little and ate something really tasty and wanted more, but this was hundreds of times stronger.
So he put it on, mercifully Sai didn't make any comment this time as well. And so Zuko went to sleep, for real this time.
Now, however, Zuko did his regular morning routine. Meaning breakfast, fire bending training, material training, strategy training.
Breakfast was interesting, on his way to eat he noticed a few soldiers whispering in hushed tones. Apparently, his encounter with the Sea Wolf, commonly known as Hakoda, spread like wildfire. And as any rumor, the stories only grew more outrageous the longer people talked. He thinks that he would have remembered fighting a seven headed sea serpent the size of an emperor class battleship.
Anyway, one good thing from all the attention was that he didn't have to wait long in line for food, people let him pass before them. As he got his meal he started searching for his crew, he found them in a middle of a gathering of soldiers.
"And then we were, seemingly cornered and outnumbered three to one. But we were able to push them back! I gutted to barbarians at once!"
Well, it seems like his men were busy enough, no need to bother them.
"Your highness! I was just about to reach the part where you fought Hakoda!"
Never mind.
Without much of a choice, Zuko sat in the table.
"Well, don't let me stop you."
"Right, so this brute was going to stab Lau here, but the prince was immediately on him. They had an awesome sword battle, and the prince was seemingly outmatched, but then out of nowhere Hakoda fell on his knees and was blasted to the wall by the prince! Knowing that the battle was lost, he immediately ordered a retreat!"
The crowd cheered as the soldier told his story.
"How did you do it your highness?"
One of the soldiers of the port asked.
'Sai?'
"Play it cool. Comment on the foe's prowess while show off yours. Excuse your initial disadvantage as a scam to lower his guard."
"Well, you see, Hakoda, barbarian as he is, is a great warrior. I had to bring him to a false sense of security and lure him away from his men. When the time was right, I enhanced my sword with lightning and Hakoda shook himself and it gave me more then enough time to finish the job."
Zuko showed his right hand when he talked, lightning decorated his upper arm to the amazement of the people nearby.
Zuko stayed there a little to amuse the present company at Sai's insistence. It was safe to say that the opinion on him grew tremendously.
"I wonder how many of them will jump on the opportunity to accompany you now."
'I know! I never received such attention from the military before!'
"It's only the beginning your highness, they all will call your name when we're done."
'Wonder how the barbarians are now.'
Things were not going well for the wolf cove warriors, Bato concluded. What should have been a relatively easy mission turned out to be a crippling disaster. Thank the sea and moon that Hakoda prepared beforehand for thing to ho south… great, now he caught Hakoda's horrendous sense of humor.
Future problems aside, the plan itself was executed perfectly: Plant bombs, catch crew by surprise, board ship. It was after that when things went to Koh.
The sailors put a much harder resistance then anticipated, the equipment they had sure helped. Even so, the situation was manageable. They clearly had the upper hand by numbers and experience, at least they had until that damnable prince showed up!
Well, in that time they didn't know he was the price, but after some digging, they discovered that the ship they attacked was actually the personal transport of the banished prince. It came as a shock that a prince, banished or not, would travel in that piece of junk. Even he new the ship was outdated by fire nation standards.
Obviously, the prince was a conniving mastermind that used the appearance of the old ship to drew enemies of the fire nation of low to medium skill, like pirates and earth kingdom frigates, to their doom. Like a swamp turtle that uses his tongue as bait to lure fish and then shut his jaw upon them when it's too late.
Anyway, once the prince arrived, he started to take control of the situation. Firstly, he made sure that any and all ways to climb to the top were blocked, it didn't matter that they outnumbered the crew five to one if only a fifth of them was on board.
Secondly, their ace in the sleeve, their smoke bombs, were completely nullified by the prince. Who in his right mind could have guessed fire bending could just blast the gas away?! At least it seemed that the prince was tiring from it, unfortunately the bombs ran out.
And the last nail in the mission's coffin was the duel between the prince and Hakoda. At first, like their mission, it went well. Hakoda had the kid on the ropes, Bato knew his chief probably held back because Sokka is of the same age as the prince. Bato couldn't fault him for that, he didn't know what he himself would have done if he had a kid.
Back to the topic, the chief finally decided to get serious after his reasonable terms were rejected. The kid would have been down in two to three moves, except the kid decided to pull off the kid's gloves… damn you Hakoda… It was his Chief who found himself down in a few moves.
The persistent son of a seal managed to call for retreat, and rightly so, as the positions the tribesman were at the moment would have been fetal without a proper leadership. Luckily, the men who couldn't get to the ship proved spirit sent as they tended the wounded and retreat with haste.
Soon enough, they arrived at an abbey where their wounded were tended. Hakoda fell asleep in half the way, and they had to carry him on a stretcher. They also warped his head in bandages to stop the bleeding. The head abbes immediately ordered her charges to prepare the warriors for medical attention.
Hakoda had to stay at least three weeks bedridden. His stubbornness from before is demanding it's price, he also had some internal injuries from the lightning sword that could have unknown affects that needed close attention.
It also means that they will be leaderless for that long. Usually Bato would take the lead as second in command. But even with him in charge, a good portion of their men was stranded, and their battle efficiency drastically decreased. Quite frankly, he also didn't think he could replace Hakoda.
Unknown to Bato, one of the nuns saw Hakoda with his severe head injury carried on the scratcher. She was also one of the nuns who interacted with the outside people when selling perfume created in the abbey. As any human being she sometimes talked with her costumers on many things, she blurted about Hakoda's situation once or twice, but asked "to keep it between them."
Obviously, it was one of the first things the customers talked about when they returned home. From there word went from mouth to ear and as often happens, it gets distorted. By the end of the week a nasty rumor said that the southern chief was slain by the rough prince.
Chapter 7: Chapter 6
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 6
"Your highness, captain Zhao summons you to his office."
"That was fast, I expect at least another few hours for him to think of something."
'He must really want me out.'
"Well, we shouldn't keep the good general waiting."
"Very well, lead me to him then."
"Yes sir!"
Zuko waived goodbye to the soldiers at the table and followed the messenger. They had a small talk on the way, apparently the messenger's name was Jiong and he was from the southern parts of the fire islands.
"Say, Jiong, what do you think Zhao called me for?"
"Can't tell, I don't know myself."
"And if you had to guess?"
"I… a…"
"Please, I need to be updated about what's happening. You don't have to fear anything from me."
"Well… it may be about the pirates, sir."
"Pirates? Is there a sudden increase with pirate attacks?"
"The contrary, there was a sharp drop in pirate attacks and sighting."
"Pirate attacks? Is this something frequent here?"
"Oh, no sir, the navy crushes any pirate ship that dares to go near the base. It's the small merchant vessels that suffer, the pirate ships are too small to be considered worth the time of the navy."
"And you said it stopped? How common were those attacks anyway?"
"Well, not stopped, dropped. If before we had at average one reported attack per day, now we have one every week."
"That is a sharp drop. Do you have idea about the reason?"
"No sir, I'm just a soldier. This thinking is above my pay grade, I don't know much about all the dealing behind the scenes."
"Understandable. On other note, do you know perhaps engineers and mechanics in need of work?"
"Not that I'm aware of, I have a friend that may know thou."
"If you could ask him, I'll be thankful."
"Sure. Well, here we are, good luck with whatever this is your highness."
"Thanks, have a nice day Jiong."
And so, Zuko was left alone at the front of the door. He knocked at the door three times.
"Come in."
Zuke entered at Zhao's voice. He was greeted by the captain himself, as well as six or so of his lieutenants. They had varying features, one had a noticeable scar on his left chick, while another had an eyepatch on his left eye. There was a gruff looking woman and an elderly man, both eyeing each other as if they were in disagreement about something. The others, quite frankly, didn't catch Zuko's interest.
"Ah, your highness, please sit. You must be wondering why you are here."
"I have a few guesses. But please, elaborate."
"There has been an opportunity to expand our territories, it seems that the earth kingdom navy have been weakened in the last few days. Pirate attacks became rarer and rarer in fire nation controlled territories, while the earth kingdom seems to have an unprecedented increase in theirs. The earth navy is spreading thinner than ever, and we are planning to exploit it to the fullest."
"All this is well and good, but were do I come in?"
"We need to know that there are no surprises for us once we leave, all this lack of pirate activity is making some of my lieutenants fill uneasy."
Zhao proceeded to give a stinking look at the elderly man.
"As such, a quarter of my forces will have to stay here to guard the port. That is unless we find the reason for the pirate situation and exterminate the pirate presence entirely."
"And you want me to hunt down the missing pirates."
Zhao smiled at that.
"Yes, your highness. You wanted to take part in the war effort, so here it is. Track the missing pirates down and report to the fleet. We in turn will come and exterminate the pirates and clean our water from opposition so that I could focus my entire force for the expedition."
"I see… My ship is yet to be fixed however, does that mean you will let me borrow one of yours?"
"As it is, since it's his concerns about the pirates, you will accompany lieutenant Shen in his search."
Zhao inclined his head toward the elderly lieutenant.
"I see, and when we will depart?"
"In three hours. Go, prepare your man and report to lieutenant Shen by that time.
"Very well."
Zuko left the room after nodding to the old man.
After three hours, Zuko explained the men about the situation and together with their gear they went to the docks to meet lieutenant Shen. The old lieutenant waited for them there with a few of his men.
"Lieutenant Shen."
"Prince Zuko, please come in."
Once the prince and his crew entered and familiarized themselves with the new ship, Zuko and the lieutenant had a briefing in the latter's office.
"So Shen, What can you tell me about the situation?"
"It started about two weeks ago, usually there is some minor piracy in the region. Mostly against the little to medium ship outside the range of a quick response from the base. And nothing too serious to take decisive action against them."
"Now thou? Now there is a drastic decrease of eighty percent. Even the reports we had are about attacks on small targets, barely even worthy of the effort to raid."
"And about the earth kingdom territories?"
"From sightings and from our spies we know that piracy had risen three fold. The earth navy is much less organized than ours and lack the numbers to properly deafened their waters."
"I would have thought that they would at least have the numbers, aren't the earth kingdom huge?"
"Indeed it is, your highness, and this is a part of the problem."
Zuko looked at him in confusion.
"He has a very good point. I would have explained it to you myself, but I will give the old lieutenant a chance to show his value. If he misses something, I will tell you about it."
"Because of the size of the earth kingdom it is very hard to govern it, why it could take over a year for a simple message to arrive from Ba Sing Se to the provinces even without the bureaucracy. This means that the idea of a unified earth army formed from the entire continent is unfeasible."
"If so, then what are we fighting here exactly?"
"The earth kingdom is a misleading name, an empire would be more fitting. The territories are governed by local leaders like king Bumi in Omashu or the Beifongs in Gaoling, this lessens the pressure on Ba Sing Se and gives the territories an actual leader. However, it also means that each governor has almost complete authority as long as he or she pay their taxes."
"So to answer your question, what we are fighting isn't the earth kingdom, but a coalition of smaller governments. As any coalition, there are fractions between the members. And many of them, meaning the once far from the front, are giving the minimum effort, if at all."
"But why would they do it? Not that I'm complaining, but isn't it counter productive?"
The old lieutenant smiled at that.
"It is, but remember what I said earlier about the fraction and authority. Many governors wouldn't permit forces not loyal to them to enter their territories, they fear other governors taking control. For them there isn't much difference between being subjugated to the fire nation and being subjugated to a neighboring governor."
"So we usually fight the militia of the local governor, which is easy crushed by the better trained, better equipped and more numerous army of the entire fire nation."
"If that's so, then why isn't the entire earth kingdom conquered already?"
"It's because the army is spreading thin across the colonies to keep control, and the more territories we have the longer it is to receive messages. All in all, it creates a power balance of sort, which is why there hasn't been a complete conquest of the earth kingdom yet."
"I see, and this is the same with marine territories as well, I presume."
"Exactly!"
The old lieutenant smiled, and then frowned.
"Unfortunately, this is a breeding ground for pirates. It's not uncommon that some bands of pirates unite to create larger groups that can even pose a threat to the more vulnerable ships of the navy."
"So this is why your worried? You think that we deal with a unified group of pirates?"
"I don't think, I know. I had my suspicions before, the pirate attacks were too well coordinated, just below the notice for retribution. We also never saw them fight among themselves, this is an impossibility for cutthroats unless they work together."
"And you think this may be a trick of them?"
"I'm afraid so, I fear that they may provoke our great captain to stage an advancement and leave the port undermanned and ripe for pillaging to a considerable force."
The sarcastic remark about Zhao couldn't be missed.
"But aren't they getting enough loot from the earth kingdom? It seems like an unnecessary risk to me."
"The earth kingdom ships and hamlets will soon enough exhaust themselves. The colonies are much richer than the common settlements of the earth kingdom, the pirates wouldn't be able to resist the temptation if the colonies are left unguarded."
"But wouldn't they fear retribution?"
Zuko was surprised that some criminals would dare to attack knowing that the navy would return full force and in vengeance.
The lieutenant let out a bark of laughter.
"They wouldn't mind because they will be long gone. And unlike on land, we lack any useful way to track those sons of lemurs. Besides, they will most likely hide in some narrow waterways to nullify our heavy cruisers and gaining a more or less equal ground."
It enraged Zuko to hear that a possible attack on his people could happen so easily and without consequences.
"How can I help lieutenant?"
His company sighed in a sad tone.
"I'm afraid you can't, your highness."
"What do you mean? My people are in danger! I will do whatever I can!"
Shen seemed to depress farther.
"Your heart is in the right place, your highness, but Zhao gave us a short deadline to find the pirates on purpose. By the time we complete the scouting rout Zhao will have enough time to prepare the forces for an operation without my constant bickering. He will undoubtedly also use our failed mission to reinforce his point."
"Why do you think we wouldn't find the pirates?"
Once again, the lieutenant chuckled humorously.
"You never hunted pirates, have you? When they see a strong foe, they run. You also can't really tell which ship is a pirate ship and which is a regular merchant ship, you must catch them in act."
"But pirates are pirates, aren't they? They have their flag and all."
"Ha! You had too much romanization. No, pirates don't show a flag before they are close enough to their prey, it's rather counterproductive if their prey sees the flag and runs away."
"I suppose…"
"Anyway, it's either that, or find an unknown base of operation. Which I assure you will be located behind dense vegetation and out of sight from the sea, you'll have to be a bird to see it."
"I think I may have a solution."
Zuko listened for a few seconds.
"Shen, what if I give you the view of a bird?"
"Your highness, when you said you would give me the view of a bird, it's not what I had in mind."
The prince asked him for two hours delay, bringing him something that would give them an advantage. he was skeptical about the royal, the prince had his heart in the right place, but he was an idealist. This isn't a good thing in this line of work. Nevertheless, he was the prince, so the old lieutenant didn't have much choice.
Quite frankly, he thought the prince would bring some kind of bird that would fly around the ship and report if it sees something, not whatever this thing was. It looked like a ball, not unlike the one that his kids played with, but it was at least five times his height. It was strapped to a basket big enough for two men to stand on and it had sheets of cloth hanging from the sides, to hide what's inside he had no doubt.
"What is it again?"
"Names can be chosen later, what's important is that this thing can get us in the air high enough to look at birds from above. Undoubtedly it will help with scouting."
Shen supposed that if this monstrosity is indeed capable of what the prince said, then it will reduce the length of the scouting, and therefore the time and fuel, exponentially. That is if it works of course.
"You're coming, lieutenant?"
The prince asked as he stepped to the basket and put a flame under the ball thing, that Shen now noticed had a hole in the bottom. Just how the prince thought this thing could make people fly was a mystery to him. With a sigh, he joined the royal.
"Very well your highness."
Once he was inside the basket, he asked something he had had on his mind for some time.
"Your highness, would your uncle join us?"
The prince looked at him.
"Well, if you mean join us here at the basket then no. I'm afraid that even the extinct sky bison couldn't make uncle fly."
The lieutenant chackled a little at that
"If you mean to the scouting… then also no. He said that he lost his favorite tile and must buy another one, so he wouldn't be joining us."
The prince frowned as he said that his frown deepened after a few seconds as if he remembered something.
"I see…"
Perhaps it was for the best, things could get awkward if the disgraced general was here.
Suddenly, he felt a weird sensation and the basket suddenly started to rise up. He had to hold the rails of the basket to stop himself from falling over. By the time he composed himself, he was already higher than the guard towers at the docks. He saw the ground go farther and farther away and as he suddenly stopped, he could see the entire land for miles upon miles.
"Amazing…"
The prince then handed him a telescope with a smirk.
"So tell me, lieutenant, is it up to your expectations?"
He gladly accepted the offered device.
"I… yes, it is beyond what I ever had in mind."
Suddenly he thought about something.
"How are we going to contact the crew?"
The prince pointed at a cage with a falcon that he somehow missed.
"Messages via falcons, much better than shouting. You can also draw maps and troop positions."
"Useful, very useful…"
The lieutenant muttered.
"I think you should order the man to sail now."
"Oh, yes, of course. Sorry your highness, I was lost in thoughts."
"No problem, can't blame you."
The prince smiled.
As the hours passed, Zuko and Shen made staggering progress with the scouting. Journeys of hours across islands became minutes at most as the thing Sai offered to create just flew above said islands and gave a good view of the entire islands. Lieutenant Shen committed more than once about the various hiding spots they found that way, which were nearly invisible from ship.
Shen was responsible for the sighting and the mapping, while Zuko kept his flame lit to warm the air inside the ball. They had a small talk meanwhile, Zuko discovered that the grumpy lady that spoke with Shen was actually his daughter. When asked about the conflict between them, the old lieutenant just said that he sometimes is too overprotective.
Speaking about the balloon, or at least that's how Sai called him, it was a very useful invention, even Zuko could see it. With this thing they could particularly nullify every other force in the world, bar the extinct air benders. They could just fly above the walls of Ba Sing Se and conquer the city from the inside.
When he mentioned this to Shen, the latter suddenly became quiet. He deeply frowned and looked at pain for a moment, when asked he said that it must be the height. Zuko was going to ask him if he would like to go down, but Sai stopped him, saying there were no physical signs of air sickness or lack of oxygen.
They continued silently from that point, at least until Zuko couldn't take it anymore.
"Listen, I'm sorry for whatever I said."
The old lieutenant once again took a tired sigh.
"No, no, you have nothing to apologize for. It is only an old man getting emotional."
"But what did I do? If you don't mind me asking of course."
The last part was hastily added.
"I suppose I owe you an explanation at least. You see, I had a son, Cheng, that served in the army. He was an infantry soldier and served under lieutenant Lu Ten, your cousin. And as you can guess, he also met his end with your cousin."
Zuko made a sawyer face.
"No wonder you reacted that way to my talk about Ba Sing Se… sorry, it was inconsiderable."
Shen waved off his apology.
"Think nothing about it. You didn't know, and even if you did, you made honest observations. Nothing to be angry about."
"Would… Would you like to talk about it? Uncle says that it sometimes helps."
Shen chuckled a little.
"I came to acceptance long ago, your highness. But I suppose I could indulge your curiosity. We have some time after all."
"You see, my son had a duty to watch over for threats. Unfortunately, in a close melee battle it is very hard to notice every single threat. From what the report said, both of them were killed by arrows. The earth soldiers used earth bending to obscure the arrows being released, and the battle sounds deafened the whistle noise. They died with their back turned, didn't even registered they died if the report is to be believed."
"… Thank you for sharing, it brings some closure to know how Lu Ten died."
"You didn't know how your cousin died?!"
The surprise was clear in the old man's voice. To be frank, it caused a little insecurity in the prince.
"Well… uncle didn't talk about it, and I didn't have the heart to ask. Father didn't allow me to dwell on it, so I had no access to any files."
"I see… Anyway, I'm glad I could help you, your highness."
"You know, I think I found a name for this thing. With your permission, of course."
The lieutenant raised an eyebrow at that.
"This should be interesting, what did you have in mind?"
"Cheng's eye. This thing was built to notice in advance threat from afar, therefore saving soldiers lives. It was inspired by people like your son, so I thought it would be a fitting name. Of course, if you have any objections, I will change it to something else immediately."
The old lieutenant began to sob, between those sobs however, he thanked Zuko for the respect he had given his son. He went on about the fact that his son's name wouldn't be forgotten, and thanked Agni for his mercy, for he knew his son could rest in peace.
It was a strange mix of satisfaction, sadness and awkwardness Zuko felt when the old father poured his heart out. Before long, Shen took a hold on himself and apologized for his unprofessional behavior. Which Zuko waved off.
As they finished the patrol, Zuko lowered Cheng's eye. They met with the bewildered gaze of the people at the port, Zhao among them. It seems that the good captain indeed used the absence of opposition to prepare his forces for work.
"Why Zhao! You prepared the men already? Why what luck! We just finished mapping the entire region and all its pirate bases! It will be just the practice you need with our new toy before the expedition!"
Zuko waved his right hand in the air in a greeting manner, while surrounding his left one in lightning to show who is in control.
He then walked close er to Zhao and whispered in his ear.
"Remember our deal captain ~"
And this is how Zuko got command of Ching's ship. Apparently Zhao fully expected him to fail or be gone for enough time to leave the young prince behind. Zuko didn't know why he switched lieutenants on prince babysitting duty thou.
"Probably didn't like how close you were with Shen and is afraid of his influence over his soldiers waning. Most likely thought that the daughter will antagonize you because of her complications with her old man."
'Idiot. More soldiers for me, I suppose.'
Zuko was quick to organize a meeting with Zhao and the lieutenants, there he showed them Cheng's eye. Shen was very helpful in integrating the flying machine into the battle plans of the fleet. His experience and connections with the rest of the persona, as well as the sheer potential of the new invention, made building plans upon it very easy.
It was decided that the fleet would split into seven groups, one led by each lieutenant, and one led by Zhao. After a few debates, it was decided which one will take which base. There were apparently seven different pirate bases, each on a different island for a group to pick. How considerate of them.
It was decided that Ching's group will take the third island. It wasn't the one with the most vegetation and had a few warehouses of warehouses of unknown content. It was very Zhao like to give himself the biggest base (and himself the biggest group to compensate, compensate what exactly will be left open for debate.) and the person under his command that he liked the least, the hardest and less rewording with prestige. Although, to be fair, it was what Zuko (under Sai's control) asked for.
Zuko decided to look on the bright side and see the opportunities presented to him to improve his, and his crew's, status and strength. He went to Ching to discuss the upcoming battle plan.
"Lieutenant Ching."
Zuko said with a smile.
"Your highness, how can I help you?"
It appears that while Shen and his daughter had many differences that divided them, one thing that they had in common was their love for Cheng. So Zuko secured her undying gratitude when he named the balloon after her brother.
Zhao perhaps didn't consider familial relations could bring feuding people like that. But then again, with how little he seems to consider anything not directly related to his success, Zuko had doubts the captain even bothered to know his lieutenants enough to realize the familial ties between the two.
"What will my men and I do in the raid?"
"Well, it seems you came in good time. I was just about to give roles to everyone. Tell me, where do you think you will do the best at?"
Unlike most, Ching didn't have many qualms about using the young prince. She knew more than most about the need to prove yourself and the need for freedom, courtesy of her overprotective father. So, she was all in for utilizing the power of the royal line.
"I think we will be best as shock troopers, hitting the enemy hard and fast is my specialty."
"Very well, so here's what we are going to do."
"Boss! We're under attack!"
"What?!"
Ty wasn't having a good day.
First, he had to do a random check on the mines, as is dictated by protocol once a month. This means rising at the owl-wolf's hour to prepare the needed equipment for the checkup and to arrive at the mining island at dawn.
The inspection itself went good enough, the output of the metal was in the acceptable range, and security measures were decent enough. No one could get in or out unnoticed and any sizeable force would be easy spotted by the sentries.
The evacuation drill went good enough as well, it wasn't the best by any means, but the men were well enough within the timeframe that an invading force will take to reach the camp.
As the day went by, he got reports about a fire nation patrol, but he wasn't too concerned. All the reports stated that the ship was far enough from the camps and the positioning of the ports made it impossible to detect them by ship that way.
He had to cut some hands for stealing from the mines and execute a worker or two to motivate the rest, but it was all in a day's job.
The entire day was tiring, however, the fact that he had one of the boss's personal attack dogs with him definitely didn't help him relax. Now don't get him wrong, he liked to have a vicious killing machine breathing on his neck as well as the next guy. But the fact was that undoubtedly the boss will hear everything that happens here, so for his health no mistakes were allowed.
Hence, he was really not in the mood for any surprises, much less a surprise attack.
"How do they even know we're here?! Did one of you ignored the new raiding orders and got followed?!"
"No sir! We were extremely careful!"
"Then I must find the tunnel rat… Never mind, how do things look? How large is the force?"
"One cruiser and five frigates, boss."
"So enough to take on this outpost, but it can be defeated if we gather all our troops… Very well, send orders to the other outposts! Immediate backup! Now!"
As the minutes passed, he continued receiving updates on the situation via parrot-monkeys, the pirate imitation of the fire nation's messenger hawks. It seemed that the situation became dire and dire by the second, the troops were trained with using the environment to their advantage, they knew the island and had the home advantage. Yet the reports he received told him that his men were routed as if the enemy knew their position beforehand.
This was salvageable thou, yes, he just had to wait for reinforcement to arrive and then they would butcher the pigs. Of course, it seems that karma has finally caught up with him. He received the letters from the other outposts, but they were worse than his worst fears. While he had his own invasion, all the other outposts had their own. At the same time!
This was bad, really bad. He had to do something, escape, save himself, if he only had some reliable meat shield to hide behind… That's it!
"Enforcer! I have orders for you!"
The thing turned its expressionless gaze upon him. Ty swallowed, thinking that perhaps he overestimated his authority on the murderer. But since he was still in one piece, then he was probably fine, for now at least.
"The enemy will overrun us very soon. Your orders are to accompany me and get me out of this blasted island to safety!"
The marauder gave one slow nod and pointed at the door.
"Yes, let's get out of here."
As the two got out, the enforcer pulled from his belt something. He then proceeded to put some string that was attached on fire with a spark and throw it to the office.
"What did-"
KABOOM
The entire house they were in moments ago was now blasted to pieces by whatever the enforcer threw.
"What was that for?! Now we'll have them investigate the noise!"
The enforcer just looked chillingly down on the pirate and pointed in some direction with his left hand, his right hand rested dangerously on the hilt of one of his twin blades. The message was clear.
"R-right, l-let's g-go…"
They continued with the escape.
After a few minutes, the enforcer stopped the pirate.
"What is it?"
The enforcer just silently observed the surrounding. Slowly he pulled a throwing knife, and with lightning like speed threw it into a bush. There was a loud screech when the object hit its mark.
"ATTACK!"
Suddenly, the clearing was infested with fire nation soldiers. They had something like a dozen men, all armed and ready to attack. Not that it really helped them. In one swift move, the enforcer shoved Ty to the ground a dozen feet away into a bush and moved for the kill.
Ty was in the bush, so he didn't see the fight, but he heard it very well. He wasn't a stranger to violence, heck it was part of his job description, so he recognized the sound of breaking bones or shanking a blade deep into someone, very well. The screams also helped painting the picture.
"AHAAA!"
"My arm!"
"Stop him!"
"B-back off!"
After that there was quiet. Ty yelped as he was suddenly pulled from his hiding place. He usually would have executed the man for such disrespect on the point, but the scene of butchery before him was a convincing argument to hold his tongue. Spirit, he didn't know it was physically possible to bend a back like that, broken or not.
"Y-yes, e-excellent job. L-let's go."
The enforcer began to go through the carnage as if it was another workday for him. Which considering his profession, probably was. Ty shuddered to imagine what this thing may consider as "exciting". The enforcer, however, didn't go to the exit, but towards the mines.
"W-wait! Escape is that way!"
The enforcer stopped for a moment, slowly turned his faceless head to look at Ty, creeping him out in the process, and pointed to the direction of the mines. Then began walking there, not looking behind.
"W-wait for me!"
Perhaps there was some secret exit there? With no other option, Ty followed the enforcer.
Zuko and his man were at the thick of the battle. With the information on the position of the pirates provided by the watcher on Cheng's eye it was very easy to form counter measures. His men and him cut through the opposition like a hot knife through butter. Surprise attacks and overwhelming firepower made sure they crushed the enemy before even sustaining any injuries to themselves.
It was a little annoying to get every few minutes a falcon and being ordered around, but he supposed it was better than being led to an ambush. His little encounter with Hakoda was more than enough experience for him.
Nevertheless, things were going well, very well, so far, they nearly had the entire island under control in less than an hour. Of course, good things can last for Zuko, and the next hawk he got had a concerning development that he shared with his men.
"Listen up, it seems like we finally located the leader of this little outpost!"
His men cheered at the news.
"Quite! Apparently, he butchered all of squad seagulls by himself!"
That shut the men down.
"He is heading to a place suspected to be a mine and is accompanied by another crook, this one seems like a low threat however. If we hurry, we can get to them just in time. Now remember men, this guy slaughtered an entire quad of trained soldiers. Treat him with extreme caution, follow battle plan OVERWHELMING and you will be fine."
"Now, Are You With Me?"
"YEAH!"
They sprinted towards the mine entrance with the help of the map of the island that was drawn from the Eyes of Cheng. They got there just in time to intercept their target.
As the two criminals were a few dozen feet from the entrance, Zuko was about to shoot them with fire. Sai had other ideas, however.
"Blast at the ground near the entrance."
By reflex, Zuko did as Sai suggested. He was not disappointed with the results.
The armored man, undoubtedly the higher ranked on of the two, sprinted to the entrance the moment Zuko noticed them. The blast caught him by surprise as he was sent flying back to his partner. Zuko noticed that the leader would have continued to advance if it was a regular shot of fire, nevertheless, he rose up much too quickly for someone who was just blasted twenty feet to a hard earth.
His partner had more trouble getting up however, and by that time his men completed surrounding the duo. The unarmored man drawn his sword and whip, while the armored one draw his twin swords.
Zuko took this chance to end things peacefully.
"You are surrounded! Surrender now and face justice or die!"
The pirates, however, seem to have different ideas.
"Kill them! Now!"
Zuko was surprised that it was the lesser threat giving the orders, did they confuse between the two?
The armored figure looked around it, left, then right, then he looked back at his partner/boss/whatever their relationship was. In one swift move he slashed the head of his partner clean off, he then proceeded to throw the entire body of his former college to one of his own men. Even before the forever frozen in shock face of the pirate touched the ground, the masked figure was on his way. He used the stunned soldiers as ramp to jump on a tree trunk, then in a fit of acrobatics that defied his heavy armored build, he used the tree trunk as a ramp as well to jump above the ring of men.
With Sai's quick reflexed Zuko shot a quick blast to the man, not unlike the one that tore the thug's leg all those weeks ago. The man had met the blast head on, and in a satisfying smack sound he flew away. Unfortunately, he flew right into the cave.
'He's not dead, is he?'
"The plate armor absorbed most of the hit. You should be more warry about the cave, he is still very much active and dangerous, and now we have to face him in an unknown dark place."
'Right, so I'll be careful."
"Come on men! Battle formation six!"
The men quickly went to their respective place and the party ascended to darkness.
Mi-Dved had an awful day, stretch that, he had an awful life. He was one of the mine workers (slaves) in wherever this place was. The earliest thing he could remember was his mother showing him his new baby sister. They lived, or more like mother lived, in one of the entertainment places in the desert city of Si Wong.
Mother's job was to entertain the guests. He helped with the cleaning and other small things together with the other kids of the other woman who worked there. It was well and good, until mother got sick. When she got sick, the madam that owned the house brought some men to help his mother. After a few days, however, mother passed, and the madam threw his sister and him out.
The streets were a hard place to live. Always hot in the day, always cold at night, it was a cruel place that sucked the life of everyone not ready. He knew that he had to get himself and his sister out, pickpocketing and scavenging could only help them so much with the constant hunger.
So he tried to raise money to buy his sister and him a way out of this place to one of the evergreen villages he heard of in the stories mother used to tell him. He went to a few fighting rings to get coin, and even succeeded at impressing the people in charge because of his size.
You see, he was a big boy, mother always told him that he got it from his dad. At age six he was as big as kids twice his age, and even with the lack of proper source of food, he continued with his growth.
Long story short, things went downhill when he was close enough to get the money he needed. The people didn't like the idea of him leaving, and they used whatever means necessary to keep him fighting, including his sister. Some things happened, and the two of them were on a boat on the way to freedom. A freak storm hit them and the two of them were thrown of the boat. He woke alone in chains and surrounded by pirates, and you can guess the rest of the story.
He was here for a few weeks at least, it was hard to tell when slaving underground all day. He always thought of a way to escape, but he had to play is smart. He was here long enough to know how cruel the slavers were, they tortured and executed people for far less transgressions than trying to escape. He had only one chance, and he had to keep his life to reach his sister. He knew she was alive, he refused to believe otherwise.
Which led to this day. Apparently, some hotshot arrived today to check the place, so all the workers (slaves) were put on extra hard work today. As the day went on, he suddenly heard some worried whispers from the pirates that whipped them to work. Apparently, there was some attack happening on the base, interesting, maybe he could use it.
After an hour or so, he heard loud noises from the entrance of the mine. When he could turn to have a look, he saw an enforcer of all things thrown into the mine like a drunk out of a bar. Enforcer! Those guys were legends! They are invincible bloody killers that enforce his will. He had the displeasure to watch one at work, and lets just say he very much lived up to the legend.
Mi-Dved didn't hesitate and stroke with his pickax hard on the nearest pirate.
"And once again, our champion is the blind bandit!"
The crowd at Earth Rumble cheered as the little girl was declared the winner.
Toph loved it, not from some vain need for attention (although she wouldn't lie, it also helped) but the fact that people see her as she truly was. Not some meek blind girl, but a badass fighter and the strongest earth bender alive that can crush anyone in her way!
"And now, we will offer one thousand gold ingots to anyone who can win a brawl against the champion! Which one of you is brave enough to try to claim your prize?"
Geez, Xin didn't let go of the drama, didn't he? Then again, it was his job.
The man that sat in the first row stood and went to the stage.
"A-and its s-seems we have our volunteer, ladies and gentlemen!"
The crowd once again cheered, hungry for blood.
Strange, by his voice, Xin was scared from the man. His heartbeats all but confirmed it. why thou? Yes, he was a big man, the biggest man she ever "seen" actually, and yes, he had those two really cool dressed guys with him, but she didn't see what's so scary about him. It doesn't matter how big you are, but how big your bending is.
Well, let's hope he lasts longer than the last shmock.
AN
And the story continues!
I decided to introduce the hot air balloon early on, and not by the machinic, I will have different plans for him in the future.
Zuko is worming his way into the navy, and so far he had good PR with the soldiers. He also facing greater threats as time moves on
A little trivia, I based the enforcers and Mi-Sha on Vulf and his brigands. For information google "Darkest Dungeon Wolves at the door".
Chapter 8: Chapter 7
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 7
Zuko and his men went in, two fire benders lit the way and the rest surrounded them in a guarding position, ready to attack any threat that may come up. Apparently, it indeed was some kind of mine, as the Cheng watchers theorized. Funny how quick the army was to accept the name and organize an entire division around it, the story around the name undoubtedly helped.
Anyway, it seems like there is a battle going on, strange, he didn't know that the soldiers were already here. As he signaled his troops to advance, he had his answer. The mine was filled with workers and pirates fighting each other, it seems like the battle outside took enough taskmasters away from the post for the workers to outnumber their kind masters ten to one. This kind of outnumbering, combined with the fact that while weaker and less trained than the pirates, each had a pickax in their hands, transformed the mine into a powder keg. And the fall of the masked man was the fuse that lit it up.
He noticed that there was some tall teen that seemingly led the revolt, interesting, maybe he could use him for information.
Back to the present, it seems like their mysterious masked men was running somewhere now that wouldn't be good. He refused to let the man go without facing justice, this man killed good fire nation soldiers and if not leading, then still very much responsible for the piracy in the reign. This guy had much to answer for.
"Wait."
'What is it, Sai? I'm busy right now.'
"I think you should help the riot."
'But he's getting away!'
"And he has nowhere to run, the mine is a dead end. Helping the workers is a closing window to raise your reputation."
'Fine…'
"Soldiers! Assault the pirates! Formation Two to One!"
The soldiers spread to pairs and searched for single pirates to attack, the riot gave many chances like that thanks to the disarray. Now that his men had their new equipment, each soldier could act as a fire bender and as a foot soldier. So there was no problem for random pairing to restrict the strategies a pair could use.
Zuko himself attacked and blasted pirates left and right. He shot a fire ball at a pirate that was about to stab a worker, stopping the pirate and burning him in the process. The worker quickly turned around and finished the job, he nodded at Zuko in gratitude.
A pirate came at him from the side. Zuko met him with his own two swords and kicked him in the legs, causing the pirate to lose balance. He then hit the pirate on the head with the broad side of his swords and knocked the pirate out.
Pirate number three tried to attack him from behind, but even before Zuko could put him to his place, he was putted down by the tall teenager with a pickax.
"Thanks"
Zuko said as he blasted another pirate to the wall, knocking him out in the process.
"You're welcome, Mi-dved by the way."
"Zuko. Are you responsible for this little party?"
Mi-dved threw his pickax at another pirate, getting a direct hit on the outlaw in the process.
"What can I say, I just threw the first punch. It's the other that followed. Besides, no one would have the inspiration if the enforcer wasn't thrown like that. Man, what a show! Your doing, I presume?"
"If you mean the masked and armored man, then yes. Is he important?"
"Mi-dved took a sword from one of the fallen pirates."
"Is he important?! Ha! You have no idea what you just did! Know what? How about we have a drink together after that and I will tell you everything?"
"That's… sounds good."
'That was very unexpected, does he even know who I am?'
"Probably not, he probably hates the pirates so much that he doesn't have a problem collaborating with the fire nation. Don't look at a gifted horse in the mouth."
'Why would he have a problem with me being a fire bender?'
"Well, he is an earth bender, so you are theoretically on opposing sides. Although from his appearance I would say that he is from the Si Wong desert, so most likely he didn't have any strong opinion on either side. If he even knows or cares about the war that is."
'So your saying he's a bandit?'
The idea of conversing with criminals and bandits didn't sit well with Zuko, it went against his honor, and he wasn't so desperate to hunt the Avatar at this point.
"Not necessarily, although the hard life of the desert makes honest people as scares as rain. You should give him the benefit of doubt."
'Fine, let's get some pirates.'
Zuko and his new companion continued to make short work of the remaining pirates, the now titled enforcer was nowhere to be seen.
Back in the Earth rumble tournament, Xin was nerve wracked. When he got the message that the boss himself would visit his Earth Rumble, he was both excited and terrified.
Excited because, well, THE BOSS was coming to his show! If the man was impressed enough, maybe little old Xin would get a raise! Maybe even a promotion to be a manager of one of the tourneys in the infamous "Catastrophe Coliseum" in the desert. He could see it, the fame! The fortune! the excitement!
On the other hand, THE BOSS WAS COMING! If he finds at least one thing he doesn't like, Xin could kiss his career goodbye and thank the spirit if that would be all. He knows the boss did worse for less, he heard the horror stories on some announcer that made one joke or another about the boss and how he suffered for thar mistake. Word has it he's still tied up to a rock with vulture-wasps eating him alive.
So it was completely understandable why he was turn about the boss being here. He made sure preparations were made for The Brigand's arrival: polished rows, perfumes for a nice smell, earth green carpet at the entrances. Even with all of that, when the man himself got to the ring he was barely paying any attention to the accessories.
He sat with two of his enforcers in the first row right in front of the fighting ring and not in the VIP sits Xin arranged. Now usually the front rows were empty because of the high chance of collateral damage from the fighting earth benders, but he didn't dare to comment on it. Mi-Sha knew better than most how violent earth bending fights can get and Xin wasn't the suicidal fool that will presume to tell the boss what he can and can't do.
Xin noticed that the boss was extremely interested in the fighters themselves. Once or twice a bolder flew to the direction of the crime lord, but whatever poor boulder was sent to that direction was crashed halfway as if it was under the pressure of an entire cruiser. He wondered why the crime lord didn't just stop the boulders with earth bending, but he supposed a show of force was to be expected from a man of his status.
Mi-Sha was extremely interested in the little miss Baifong, worried Xin more than a little. Toph was a crowd favorite, if the boss takes her to whatever scheme he has the Earth rumble would suffer in many ways. The dormant moral part of him also cried for the fate of the little girl, no matter what the crime lord had in mind for the heiress and master earth bender little girl, it can't be good for her.
Whatever, his life wasn't worth the risk of getting in Mi-Sha's way.
That didn't stop him from having a heart attack when The Brigand himself answered the challenge in all his glory, so he could be forgiven for a little stuttering.
"A-and its s-seems we have our volunteer, ladies and gentlemen!"
Xin jumped to the ring between the two competitors.
"Are you sure you want to go through this?"
He looked at the both of them, but he pointed his voice to the little girl. It was a stupid thing to do in retrospect because she was blind, but he knew from experience that she has a way to notice things like that. He hoped that she would get the clue and forfeit, but the spirits weren't so kind as she only looked amused at some kind of a private joke. With no one answering, with a heavy heart he jumped back to his sit.
"So what's your fighting name? Tall and silent?"
The man just stood silently, observing the little girl.
"Come on, you don't give me much to work with. Cat-eel got your tongue?"
"You're Lao's girl, aren't you?"
It seems that brigand lord Mi-Sha finally decided to speak. It undoubtedly had the desired effect on the little girl.
"Wha! I-I don't know what you're talking about!"
The little heiress seemed to be scared of the fact someone knows her and will snitch on her to her old man. Xin wasn't fan of the prospect as well, he will lose his best fighter as well as his career if daddy finds out he allowed his precious little blind angel into a violent fighting ring. But ultimately Mi-Sha was lord, and his words were the law.
"I'm sure. Say, why don't we make it a little interesting? If you win, not only I wouldn't tell daddy, but I will help you to evade his eye."
It seemed to do the trick, as the blind girl had an interested look on her face.
"And if you win? However unlikely that is?"
Stupid girl! Xin wanted to yell. Don't antagonize the most powerful man in this side of the continent!
The ruler of the underground smiled a crocked smile at that.
"Then you will have to do a small favor for me in exchange for looking the other way. What do you say?"
"You're on!"
"Good."
The man of the desert proceeded to jump a hundred feet to the air and surround himself in a small storm of sand. He continued to float there to his pleasure with the sand bending art that is so iconic to the nomad tribes of the desert.
The blind girl was very displeased with the situation, if her constant muttering of "where are you" were any indication. This was continued like that for some time until the blind bandit had enough of it.
"What's wrong, Big guy? Scared to fight a little girl?!"
Xin knew then and there that the battle would be over, he just hoped that The Brigand would show mercy for the little girl. As he suspected, the true bandit lord threw a shot of sand with high velocity toward the false bandit. The velocity was so high, that there was a gale of wind as a product. The lightweight girl stood no chance as she was sent flying from the ring with a surprised yelp. He was just relieved that it didn't evolve to some kind of execution, he didn't envy the little girl, however.
He jumped down to the ring to give the money to the winner, lord Mi-Sha took the bag and whispered to his ear.
"You can have your money back and return your dues by the usual monthly fee, I have no use in taking money that's already mine."
"Thank you, sir."
"One more thing, have someone show me the girl's quarters in this establishment."
"Yes, sir. Right away."
He didn't envy her at all.
It was strange fighting with someone not under his command, even stranger that he was an earth bender off all things. Not that he showed his earth bending yet, Zuko supposed it was smart of him with the political climate and all of that.
His partner was a heavy hitter obviously, Zuko was still surprised by the fact that this guy was around his age. They managed to finish most of the pirates when they heard a big explosion somewhere in the mine.
"What was that!"
"The enforcer most likely, he must have protected something important if he had to use explosive jelly like that in the mine."
"You know that guy?"
"Know of them. Trust me, I seen one of them only once before, and that was two too many."
"Where do you think he will go now? We need to stop him immediately!"
"You know? It must be the first time ever that someone actually wants to find one of those freaks. But don't worry, this is the only way out. If he wants to leave, he will have to come through here and we will be waiting for him… I can't believe I said that…"
And so, Zuko ordered his men to guard the entrance in phalanx formation as they wait for their man of the hour. The workers were outside the mine in a relatively safe place, bar Mi-Dved and a few others who insisted on fighting.
"He's coming, prepare yourself."
Zuko prepare his stance and electricuted his swords for good measure. If this man is half the swordsman Hakoda is, then he's going to need any advantage he has. And by Agni, good thing he did.
He barely managed to stop a strike that would have cut his head clean off with his swords. A moment later, and he would have been known as the headless prince.
This didn't come without retribution, as the enforcer was shocked by the electricity. He was stunned for just enough time to receive a pickaxe to the face by Mi-Dved. The enforcer was sent to the ground a few feet away for his troubles.
Zuko didn't relent, however, as he was immediately on the masked enforcer. The killer came to his feet in a remarkable speed, but had time to only block the strike, which stunned him again, which gave Mi-Dved the chance to drive his pickaxe again. Runcie and repeat.
At one point, however, it seemed like the enforcer had enough of playing the ragdoll. Relaying on his armor to take the burnt of the attack, he pulled some kind of egg-shaped thing. Mi-Dved immediately recognized the thing, as he warned Zuko.
"Smoke bomb!"
Zuko slapped his hands as he did when dispelling Hakoda's stink bombs. He suddenly felt a shock in his knees and bent down, which saved his life. As he fell, a slash that would have decapitated him bunched off the dark helmet. The force of the blow, however, was enough to knock Zuko to the ground.
Mi-Dved tried to hit the enforcer with the pickaxe, but the armored man was on the move. He evaded the hit and ran for the exit. The soldiers shot fire at him, but he evaded the fire balls that his plate didn't block.
He then proceeded to pull something out of his belt and threw it at the soldiers. The thing was intercepted by a fire ball and exploded; the soldiers were thrown away in disarray. The enforcer, meanwhile, ducked under the explosion and used the opportunity to throw another smoke bomb to cover his escape. When Zuko finally regained his senses and dispelled the smoke, the enforcer was gone.
"Damn it! After him!"
They chased after the enforcer, but he was nowhere to be found.
"Give it up, your highness. He is long gone by now. Besides, I don't think it's a good idea to split the men to look after him."
'Damn, you're probably right… fine, what do you think we should do?'
"You should go back to the cave and find clues. I saw something dropped out of the enforcer's belt while you and the earth bender fought him, pick up your reward and deny Zhao of any prize."
"Come man, maybe we can find something in the cave."
"And that's all we could find, Grand Lotus."
Iroh sighed, he contacted the white lotus a few weeks ago at Hǎibiān. He hoped to use the archives of the white lotus to identify whatever ails his nephew and address it, however nothing of great help came.
The members searched a wide array of texts about the health of the mind, they even searched on other causes like spirits, but the results were inconclusive at best. It was clear that Zuko's mind was in turmoil, it was clear that he was desperate for his father's approval, and it was obviously clear that his nephew hit puberty if his "hidden" glances at sergeant Ling, lieutenant Ching's personal aid, were any indication.
He wouldn't fault his nephew on the last one thou, he was glad that Zuko at least has something that resembles a normal teenager behavior. But to be frank, he and Ozai were much worse in that regard at that age.
But he is regressing. None of the scrolls or the books gave a clear answer and many times they contradicted one another, he even tested the theory of spiritual influence. In a few of their tea sessions he made tea from blue lily leaves. Tea is a wonderful thing that has many uses, one of them is to detect dark spirits. The blue lily has the ability to purify poison and if used correctly, even spiritual poison.
A part of him was disgusted by the fact that he used tea in such an underhanded way, but he assured himself that his nephew's health comes first. In any way, besides the usual dislike to tea his nephew is always trying to hide for his sake, bless his nephew's soul, there were no abnormal signs of dark spiritual energy. So either a great spirit was at work, or whatever caused his nephew's change wasn't of the spirit world. He desperately hoped for the second.
In one thing he was sure, however. The helmet has a big part In Zuko's sudden change, either a cause or affect is remains to be seen. He tried to get his nephew to put it down but with little success, he suspected that his nephew even sleeps with the helmet on. He had to take care of the problem, but he didn't know how. If he arranged an "accident" that would make the helmet gone, he feared that his nephew would lose his mind.
Iroh sighed again for what felt like the hundredth time today. Well, he supposes he could get on to the other thing he came to talk about.
"And what of the factory?"
This time it was the other lotus member who sighed.
"It seems that there aren't many investors who are interested in dealing with a banished prince, both you and Zuko. The diamonds certainly helped, but the demands of the prince had been just too much for almost all of them."
Yes, the demands… His nephew insisted on a list of things he wanted from the factory and it's personal. A constant flow of innovation combined with a draconic dress code, not to mention the vow of complete silence and discretion, were uncomfortable for the investors to say the least.
He knew this may happen, and a part of him was a little glad that the factory wouldn't be built considering its primary purpose. But he wasn't a fool, he saw the changes his nephew had in the ladt few weeks. Zuko would get his factory one way or another. This way he could at least have some control on the number of skeletons his nephew would have to put into his closet, as well as increase the percentage of innovations to help the people over the Avatar hunting ones.
"Wait, so there are some who are interested?"
"Well… one. Loban seems to be interested in the proposal, although personally I advise against it."
"Why? Does he have rumors of corruption around him?"
The old man asked in concern.
"No more than the regular businessman, no. But there have been rumors, which were validated, about his lack of concern for his employees. I don't think that he is the right man to be the head of a factory like the one the prince hopes to build."
"Part of the agreement is that Zuko himself will have the final say about what products the factory will export. If he agrees to the terms, then he will have little room to complain."
"I suppose… *sigh*fine, we'll contact him. Not that it will change anything at this point."
"Why is that? Did something happen?"
"You don't know?"
The lower lotus member raised an eyebrow.
"His highness already sent a message to Loban a two week ago, they have been exchanging letter ever since."
"What?!"
"... Did you find?"
Zuko asked his men as they completed searching the mines with the help of the workers.
"Those mines produce mainly Iron, copper and other non-valuable metals, sir. There is a smell of Sulphur in the place the enforcer bombed. Unfortunately, the path was blocked as a result of the explosion, further digging risk downing the cave on our heads. We suspect that the place was some kind of an explosives workshop."
"I see, thank you. Anything else of note to report?"
"The workers are showing signs of abuse and malnutrition, this have to be addressed sooner or later."
"Very well, make sure they all het a warm meal and a comfortable place to stay. Ask them to talk about themselves, but don't outright ask them about all this pirate deal. That way we should have enough information to paint a picture and not worry about the risk of them revolting because they think they are interrogated."
"Understood your highness."
"Very well, you may return to your duties Jee, thank you."
"As you wish, my lord."
As lieutenant Jee left, Zuko had a moment of peace for himself, which he used to ask the console of his must trusted ally.
'What do you make of it, Sai?'
"The mine is obviously used to mine resources for equipment for the various operations of the pirate syndicate in this region. As the trusty lieutenant said, I highly suspect that this mine had a secret workshop inside of it that created the bombs the executioner used. Probably other high quality, by current standards at least, weapons as well."
"If I had to guess, I would say that the various bases had different purposes. The biggest base we found is most likely the one where they store most of their loot and equipment, and therefore the most guarded. The other islands are used as strategic outposts and backup bases in case of a raid on another output."
'I can't believe that such organized pirate organization was allowed to prosper so much right under our noses!'
"They worked smart as well, raiding only enough to make retribution not worth it to hunt a single pirate ship, but together the income was immense. The sheer logistics and influence to subjugate and order all the pirates in the region is impressive."
'You think that we took care of it thou?'
"With the eyes of Cheng, as they will be known from now, the navy will have easy time spotting any gathering of pirates here. Such organized syndicate will cease to exist after the destruction of all their bases simultaneously, whatever pirates will escape will choose other places to hunt."
'I suppose I could live with that for now. So, what do we do now?'
"I suggest talking with the earth bender. He seems to know about the enforcer, most likely he knows about more stuff that may prove beneficial to us. Besides, we could use his earth bending to open the blocked path."
'I still don't feel comfortable relaying on an earth bender like that. I know we fought together, but he's still an enemy to the fire nation.'
"An interesting outlook. What exactly makes him an enemy to the fire nation?"
'He's an earth bender!'
"And so are many in the old colonies, does that make them enemies of the nation as well? Even if they pray for Agni and as patriotic as any citizen from the fire isles?"
'But he isn't from the colonies! He wasn't even raised as a fire nation citizen! He's an unknown bandit from the Si Wong desert!'
"But he did risk his life for you when he could have just stayed back with the other workers, that at least gives him the benefit of the doubt. Besides, you are to rule the entire world. That includes people who are your enemies now, you need to start learning how to work with them. As someone with no loyalties to any party, he would make an ideal test form your leadership."
'I still don't like it.'
"You don't need to like it, just to do it. Try ricuting him, hear what he has to say."
'Fine…'
"And pick a bottle of rum along the way, he did say that he would tell you whatever he knows after a drink."
'But I can't drink! I'm underage, and it's dishonorable!'
"In my point of view, if you're old enough to go around the world and die trying to hunt the strongest being in the world, then you're old enough to get drunk. But I do respect your work ethic. Anyway, you don't have to drink, he does."
'Fine… Let's get this stupid bottle.'
It took a few minutes to find the right bottle, Sai insisted that a first impression with beverage is no less important than first impression face to face. He started to fear that Sai may have the same obsession his uncle has with tea, just with alcohol. That can't be good.
"I object! Don't compare me to your uncle, I'm not alcoholic! I can stop whenever I want!"
Zuko decided to not touch the subject.
Anyway, it didn't take long to find Mi-Dved, his big physique made him easily distinguished. He was surprised to find him sitting alone and looking at nothing.
"Perfect."
"Hey, mind if I seat here?"
"Hmm?"
The earth bender looked up in surprise.
"Yeah, sure. Knock your self out."
Mi-Dved pointed at a spot next to him. Zuko took it as an invitation and sat.
"So what got you so glumly? We won, didn't we?"
"It's not that. I'm just thinking about… stuff."
Zuko thought it was as good time as any to him the bottle, which he gladly excepted and immediately took a sip.
"Thanks, good stuff. Were is it from?"
"From the pirates. They were terrified hosts so far, so I guessed they owed us at least this much for the trouble."
That released a bark of laughter out the earth bender.
"I suppose they do. Want some?"
"Sorry, I have a debrief soon."
"Fair enough, more for me."
"Now is as good time as any, your highness."
'Fine.'
"Listen, Mi-Dved, I need you to tell me what you know about the pirates and the enforcer."
Mi-Dved sighed deeply as he took a bog sip from his bottle.
"What do you want to know?"
"Everything, I want to know what I'm up against."
"Tall order, but I owe you at least this much. How much do you already know?"
"Think of me as completely oblivious."
"Very well… Tell me, do you know of the city Amora in the Si Wong desert?"
Zuko shook his head in denial.
"It's the biggest city in the desert, called the jewel of the sands because of that and the attractions it has. It prides itself with being the 'freest' city in the world and it has only one rule: you can do anything you please, as long as you are good enough for it."
Zuko had a suspicion that it isn't as grand as the words paint it.
"What do you mean by everything? And how are you 'good enough '?"
"By anything I mean anything, go for a stroll? No problems. Rub someone? No authorities to stop you. Want a woman? Have fun. As long as you have enough power, be it physical, economical or any other, to claim your prize, you're free to do as you please. Of course, the same can as easily be applied against you."
Zuko shuddered to imagine such lawless place.
"Sounds like a hell hole."
"It's home."
The earth bender replied with a shrug before continuing his explanation.
"The city is seemingly without leadership, but don't let it fool you. Everyone knows that the main, and only, power in the city is lord Mi-Sha. He's the one who basically built the city to what it is in his image, his personal army is the one who's enforcing his will on the lend."
Something clicked in Zuko's head.
"Enforcing… like the enforcer? You mean to tell me that this guy, who nearly wiped the floor with us, was a mere foot soldier to some bandit in the desert?!"
It seemed to touch a nerve, since the earth bender looked at Zuko with a pissed look.
"It is clear that you are ignorant, so you will be forgiven this once. You have no idea what you're talking about, no idea how it's like to live in constant fear under the shadow of this monster. You didn't have friends who said the wrong word, and a day later you see their body thrown in the streets a feast to the ever-hungry crew-rats."
Mi-Dved took a few deep breaths to calm himself.
"And Mi-Sha is no mere bandit. He is the most powerful earth bender in the world, strong enough sand bender to defy the sandstorms. He is an eight feet tall monster of a man that every outlaw in the continent answers to. He goes by many titles: The Brigand, The Boss, even the king of the underworld. He is not someone you can mess with."
Zuko remembered the Thugs from a few weeks ago, how they were terrified of their "boss" and the sheer length that went to silence them. Together with the organized piracy here, as well as the presence of an enforcer, painter a rather grim and disturbing picture.
"Ask about the cave."
"What about the mines? What were they doing with them and how did you get there?"
"Hah… the mines were the primary source for weapons and other raiding equipment, they probably had some kind of an explosives lab. Most likely the reason why the enforcer came here to blow it up, more than that I can't really tell."
"As for how I got here… it's quite a story. To cut it short, my sister and I tried to escape Amora and succeeded. We were on a boat until a storm came and thrown us offboard. When I woke up the pirates already had me in chains."
"I don't see your sister…"
"I… She's not dead! I know it!"
"That's good, offer your aid."
"I can help you search for her, if you want."
Mi-Dved looked at him with a suspicious look, the teen already had experience with false offers of aid.
"And why would you help me? How exactly?"
Zuko smiled.
"I need someone with enough knowledge about Mi-Sha to help me fight him. Besides, an earth bender, especially a warrior like you, would be a huge advantage to have."
"So you want me to work for you."
"Until I defeat Mi-Sha or we find your sister, either or. And make no mistakes, you can decide to leave at any given moment with no strings attached. As long as you don't abandon me in some life-threatening situation."
"Ignoring the suicidal part of fighting Mi-Sha, those are most generous terms. But how can I be sure you won't backstab me? And you still didn't answer about the how."
"You won't. You will have to take a leap of faith, as for how? I already have a ship and the backing of the greatest nation, and I'm in search for someone decades lost, your sister shouldn't be to much of a problem."
Mi-Dved looked skeptically at Zuko.
"And who are you, to claim such things and declare war on Mi-Sha?"
"Sorry, forgot to introduce myself. I'm Zuko, eldest child of fire lord Ozai and the prince of the fire nation. Father sent me to hunt someone who could be a nuisance to the fire nation, along the way deal with any problems that may arise. Nice to meet you."
Zuko thought it would be better if he didn't mention the banishment part. Anyway, he gave his hand for a handshake. Mi-Dved shook his hand with a stupefied expression.
"Don't give me an answer right away, you can think of it until the end of the day. But I'm leaving then, so you can't have any longer than that. By the way, do you think you could do something about the blocked path in the cave?"
"Am… Sure, I can give it a try."
Together the two teens went back to the cave. One had a silent conversation with his helmet, and one was deep in thoughts.
"I agree."
"Sorry?"
"Your deal, I agree to it."
"Oh…"
Zuko was in a private room writing letters to different people about today's happenings. He already wrote a report to his father about all he learnt about this Mi-Sha and his business, now he was in progress of writing a letter to Loban about the newly discovered mine.
Loban is a businessman Zuko was in contact with for the last few weeks, Sai found him when the two searched for a proper person to manage their factory. According to Sai's analyses, the man is a savvy businessman and a great factory director. More importantly, he's greedy enough to be lured by the promise of riches, but smart enough to know when enough is enough. With the right pressure he will keep his silence, and he will stay loyal (as much at merchants can be) as long as his gains are staying high.
Zuko hated dealing with dishonest merchants who were only loyal to the coin, but even he had to admit that honest merchants are as rare as innocent soldiers. So they exchanged letters and Loban seemed impressed with Zuko's (Sai's) deep understanding of economics. The diamonds in the letters to Loban helped as well.
The letter to Loban was different from the one sent to father. When to his father, he wrote more about the eye of Cheng and the enforcer, to Loban he wrote about the island itself, its resources and why he should build here a factory.
Or at least he was about to, until Mi-Dved barged into his room.
"I'll be frank, I didn't expect an answer so fast. Are you sure you don't want more time to think about it?"
"Yes. Like it or not, you are my best chance to find my sister. Just remember that once I find her the deal is over, no backstabs, no double meanings, nothing. Am I clear?"
While the tone of the desert raised teen rubbed Zuko the wrong way, he took the little victory.
"Crystal. Now what can you tell about your sister? How does she look, places we can maybe find her, things like that."
"Well, she has a black hair like me, but hers is much longer and reaches all the way to her back. She's around this height and has sun kissed skin like any child of the dessert. She has hazel eyes, and she likes playing with herbs. She's like, very good at healing, had a lot of practice."
Zuko wrote all those things down, he will discuss with Sai what to do with it later on. Maybe he will ask uncle as well.
"By the way, what's her name?"
The earth bender facepalmed Before answering.
"Jasmine, her name is Jasmine."
Some time later, a soldier came to him with a message from Zhao to meet at the medical tent. Zuko was curious about the reason for the meeting place, he was shocked when he heard the reason. Apparently Zhao was heavily wounded by some masked figure thet then vanished from sight.
To Zuko it sounded too much like another enforcer for his liking. He thanked Agni that he had to deal with only one of those monsters. From what he heard, Zhao had much less success than him. Three dozen of men were killed in action and as many were wounded, the enforcer himself didn't seem to be much worse to wear.
And so, he let the soldier lead him to the tent. On the way he asked about the health of the soldier and his comrades, to which the soldier replied was good, if a little bursitis. The soldier also thanked the prince for the eye of Cheng, it seems that the foot soldiers knew exactly the big part it had in guiding and saving their lives.
Once he got there, he saw Zhao in his bed. The captain was bandaged in his entire belly, next to him was a medic that checked on his bandages every now and then. His lieutenants were in a semi-circle facing him, he was glad to note that none of them looked too worse to wear.
"Hello."
"Ah, your highness. Good to see your safe and sound."
Lieutenant Shen greeted him with a smile.
"I want to thank you again for the eyes, your highness, they sure made are job a tad safer."
"Seeing all-most of you unharmed is all the thanks I need lieutenant."
"Yes, yes, now if we could resume our debrief."
Zhao interrupted the conversation. His injuries didn't do wonders for his patience and tact.
"Of course, sorry captain."
The old lieutenant replied.
"Sir, I must protest, you can't lead an assault like that!"
The eye patched lieutenant proclaimed.
"You will do as you are told lieutenant, unless you want to be called sergeant again!"
Zuko took a place a free place between Shen and the scared Lieutenant and asked them what's going on.
"The captain still wants to lead the assault, even though he's bedridden for the foreseeable future."
The scared lieutenant explained, as Shen continued his explanation.
"Yes, it seems that once the pirate threat was dealt with and I withdrew my argument, the captain was eager to push forward. He wants to 'hit the iron while it's hot' as the earth navy is still in a disarray."
"He can't be serious, he'll bleed himself to death half the way to the ship."
"That's what we told him, but he won't listen."
"And what of the manpower we lost during the raid?"
"Actually, that argument on his side. It seems that Zhao's encounter with this enforcer figure you mentioned in your report was the only major loss of men we suffered, so we have more than enough men to stage the assault. You'll have to tell me more about your encounter later, seems like quite a story."
"I admit that I myself am quite curious about it."
The old lieutenant added.
Back in the debate, things weren't going anywhere. Zhao refused to back down and his lieutenants refused to let him fight in this shape.
"Say what you want about Zhao, the men got drive. Either way, the assault must commence."
'Why? It's clear that Zhao isn't in any form to fight. Yes, I don't like the guy, but I don't want him dead!'
"This assault will give us a quick access to a spiritual beacon, which we will use to upgrade ourselves. It also may give some answers about the Avatar, as well as the sister of our earth bender friend."
'What place?'
"Remember the story I told you about the sixth overlord and the fungus?"
'Ew… There? You can't be serious! It's gross!'
"I'm afraid we all must suffer to achieve greatness. Besides, didn't you already were in some filthy places in your search?"
'Not in a literal swamp!'
"Trust me, I'm not delighted to return there myself. But it's our best chance to enhance our spiritual side, it will be more than worth it. Now, say those things."
"Say, Zhao, how far will the fleet go?"
"I beg your pardon?"
The prince's question seemed to stall the argument.
"This attack, what are her objectives? How much territory are we going to gain? Is it a conquest or a raid?"
"Well…"
It seemed like the good captain haven't thought that far ahead. If Zuko had to guess, he would say that Zhao was going to advance as much as he was able without any consideration to the state of his troops, the value of the territories or the cost of maintaining hold on said territories.
Ha… Amazing how much his tactical thinking improved after a few weeks of lessons with Sai. Before, he wouldn't even think about such things and probably would have acted just like Zhao, just rabidly charging to the fight without caring about the consequences. He didn't like the realization.
"Because as I see it, the best course of action would be a complete annexation of the sea strip of Goaling. With our new visibility, guarding the strip will require much less ships on active patrol. And with the right moves, we can make the Beifongs pay fee for letting trade flow through sea. You know how those merchant types are, if they fear they will lose more money, they will pay for their annexation for us."
Zuko looked around and saw that the lieutenants liked the idea. Zhao still was debating it however, he wanted something grander that will bring him closer to the Admiral rank he so desired.
"Besides, with the eyes, you can control the entire battlefield from the sky. Completely safe and with no risk to your injuries. Think about it, the selfless captain commanding his fleet despite his injuries. It would look quite good in your resume. I, of course, can write a few good words to my father as well. The way to commander should be quite fast from there."
And that sealed the deal, Zuko saw the hungry look on Zhao. He wouldn't let this chance go, and it seems that the lieutenants were pacified enough with their captain's health to forsake their reservations.
"All in favor?"
Zhao asked.
All the lieutenants raised their hands.
"Then we attack at dawn."
Zhao smiled viciously.
AN
And that's the end of chapter 7
First of all, I'm happy to inform you that we reached the milestone of 1K views as well as 10 followers!
This wouldn't be possible without your help, so thank you all!
Now for those who are disappointed that Toph lost: Mi-Sha had the entire tournament to study Toph, he isn't stupid. he maybe didn't figure exactly how she fights, but she's an earth bender, you don't need to be a genius to figure out that you need to be away from the ground. What's more, his fight was kinda sus. I gave a few clues here and in previous chapters, wonder who will figure it out.
Hope the conclusion of the enforcer battle was to your liking, I tried to write a fight between an experienced and deadly killer and a powerful but newbie teen with as little plot armor as possable. If Sai didn't save Zuko in that moment (The Shock that forced Zuko to kneel) then Zuko would have been done for.
The blue lily purifying is something I made up, but it sounded good and complemented the plot so I wrote it.
The name Amora is from the biblical tale about the twin cities of sin Sdom and Amora, it felt fitting for the story.
Loban is an actual character from the avatar comics, I have plans for both him and his nephew.
And Mi-Dved joined the party! with a little more to his backstory. you are all welcome to guess if where and how they will meet his sister.
And now we go to war!
Chapter 9: Chapter 8
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 8
"Why do I have to wear it, again?"
"You are now part of my crew, people need to know that so they wouldn't bother you with questions like 'Who are you?' and 'Why are you here?'."
"But it's hot in there!"
"You're from the Si Wong desert! Don't complain about the heat!"
Zuko and Mi-Dved were arguing like a mother and a little daughter in a cloth shop because once Zuko returned to his men with the news about the new plan and their new crewmate, he was quick to prepare them for the assault. That includes equipping Mi-Dved with the standard new gear of his crew.
Quite frankly, they were in lick that Mi-Dved was the size of a full-grown man. Zuko didn't have the time and place to create a personally made set for his earth bending acquaintance. He imagined how big Mi-Dved will be when he will be a grown man.
"Why do I even have to be there? I don't know anything about fighting."
"Firstly, because you are part of my crew now, that means you have responsibilities. One of them is to look presentable and ready for action. Besides, you will be a great help when you direct the boulders of the earth navy away from us."
"I still don't think I can do it, the boulders will be too fast and to heavy."
"You don't need to fight against the boulder, just move it right or left without pushing him against his direction. Trust me, you got it."
'He got it, right Sai?'
"Absolutely, his earth bending level should be just enough to intercept a flying boulder."
"If you say so…"
"Anyway, you should be more concerned about what comes after, this is connected to your sister after all."
Now that got the earth bender's full attention.
"When we have control over this sea strip, you and I will go to the north to an area called the Foggy swamp. This is one of the last places described as 'spirit wild', meaning places with high spiritual connection that existed even before the Avatar. One of the effects the swamp has on people is the ability to see visions of loved ones that are believed to be dead or lost."
"Like my sister?"
"Exactly like your sister."
Mi-Dved now looked uncomfortable. Even if his face is hidden by the visor, he rubbed his hand behind his head.
"I… Thank you for doing this for me, I-I don't really know how to repay you."
"Think nothing of it, I was about to go there anyway in the future. You just helped me decide my course of action. This helps me just as much as this helps you, so don't think that you owe me something beyond what we already agreed."
"I see, thank you."
"But I just- never mind."
"He's probably expected you to go against your word or milk his service as much as you can, most likely he doesn't have a good experience with this kind of situation. His opinion no you grew as a result, it's good."
"Go familiarize yourself with the crew, this could make the difference between life and death in the battlefield."
"Yes sir!"
Mi-Dved gave a mock salute and went outside.
Zuko sighed as he was left in his lonesome.
'What do we actually need from the swamp? I doubt you will have me go there just for a charity trip to Mi-Dved.'
"First name base already, your highness? To answer your question, the spiritual energies of the swamp will be a good fuel for me to store for future endeavors. It will allow us to enhance your body with spirit essence and open to door for new kinds of powers and bending styles to unlock, one of you will find very interesting."
'Are you sure it's safe? And what would I find interesting?'
"I'll be fine, thanks for the concern."
'Sai!'
"Don't worry, it will be as safe as Chernobyl. And about what I had in mind, what do you know about phenixes?"
Hmm… Chernobyl probably was some kind of a fortress or a stronghold.
'You mean the legendary birds of Agni?'
"It's much more complicated than that, but yes. A few of the most known qualities of the phenix is that it reborn once it dies and its tears can heal any injury. Another, maybe less known one, is that the phenix can heal itself by his fire, wounds, internal damage and even scars."
'You can't mean!'
"Exactly, with enough spirit essence and practice, you will be able to heal yourself like a phenix. But I warn you, powers such as this come at a terrible price. The process of transforming energy to matter, and building said matter to the biological needs of the body requires a tremendous amount of energy, knowledge and resolve. One wrong step, and there could be dire consequences, in most of you die. So until you have all the required criteria, I will be responsible for this, no questions."
'And I will finally be rid of my scar?'
"In time, yes. The technique must start with small uses, less the body will burn itself. Humans weren't meant to handle such transformation of energy, this is why I must enhance you with spiritual energy at a low phase."
Zuko wanted it now! He wanted to get rid of his mark of shame as early as possible, but Sai had a point. It wouldn't do him any good if he was to die the moment he healed his face, he knew it. Besides, Sai never proved him wrong. Possession aside, Sai was the most valuable help Zuko had, point. So he decided to have a leap of faith and trust Sai with this arrangement, but one thing he had to know.
'When will my scar heal then?'
"Approximately a year after the first implementation."
An entire year was way too much time for Zuko to wait! …But after a few moments to calm himself down, he reasoned that he already had suffered through over a year, he can suffer another one.
'Very well, what more preparations do we need?'
"With your ship repaired, earlier than expected may I add, we have advantage of speed but our durability leaves much to be desired. I will suggest replacing the steel panels of the ship with dura-steel ones when the factory will be fully operational, that is if you don't replace the ship altogether."
'We'll talk more about that when the factory is ready. Speaking of factories, when did Loban say he will build one again?'
"He should arrive to the island in a few days, three to five by his letter, three by my calculations. He seemed very eager to start the process plant. Together with the royal decree from your father, the bureaucratic tape is almost null. Total monarchy has its advantages, I must say. The construction of the factory will take about a month with the right motivation, be it force or fortune."
'I don't know enough about factories, but can we allow ourselves a month?'
"It's the best we can do, a month is an almost impossible time frame for the construction of the factory we need. Once finished, however, it will work around the clock to meet the desired quota. We will have to look for other places as well for construction, risky as it is, the south pole may be the ideal place for factories hidden from the eye."
'The Avatar, yes?'
Zuko remembers all too well that according to Sai, The Avatar hides somewhere in the south pole.
"Yes, the signal continues to be unchanged, as if the Avatar didn't move the entire time you had me on. This is an anomaly that must be answered as soon as you advanced enough in your path as an overlord."
The fact that even Sai is concerned did bring some unease to Zuko, but ultimately, he buried it down. This is a problem for future Zuko, scarless Zuko.
A horn sounded, it was time to prepare for embarking.
Toph felt the person way before the door was opened, she wanted to bury herself underground, yell at him to go away, anything. She couldn't believe that she lost, and so pathetically like that! She was supposed to be the blind bandit, the strongest earth bender alive! Then, out of nowhere, came this guy and played with her like a fiddle, humiliating her in front of the entire audience. No one is going to respect her ever again after this! But that wasn't the worst part, oh no, the worst part is that she couldn't do anything about it. No matter how she tried, she couldn't feel him anywhere. It was like she was totally blind again, and that scared her more than anything.
She heard his deep voice ordering someone to open the door and she steeled herself to face the music, whatever favor she owned him will be a small price to pay for not telling dad.
"What do you want!"
She may be sad and more than a little nervous, but like hell will she show it to him.
"Your end of the bargain, you know your house well, yes?"
"Yes, so?"
She tapped her foot on the floor impatiently, waiting for this entire circus to end.
"A tunnel. Connecting the northern side of the wall, the place with the tall cherry tree, with the small wine cellar two rooms right to the grain storage. Tonight. Big enough for a full-grown man to walk straight."
"WHAT! You're forcing me to help you steal from my family?!"
Toph was shocked, she couldn't believe it.
"No one will get hurt, if you follow my commands. One tunnel, one night and you can see our bet null. Unless, of course, you prefer telling daddy dearest everything."
Toph hated it, she never would have thought that someone would ever dare blackmail her and succeeded at that. She hated his crocked smile and the arrogant expression he had, but she didn't want him to tell dad. He also told the truth, she would have known if he lied to her. So she was conflicted, how will she get out of it… wait a minute!
"Forget it! I'll tell dad everything and you will be behind bars for good!"
The man had the audacity to laugh at her.
"Cute. Go ahead, tell daddy, I will lead you to him myself, see how he'll react. How are you going to explain that you were out of the mansion? I kidnapped you? Then why I'm returning you? And snitching on me? Who will your dad believe more? The daughter that escaped and most likely wants to put the blame on someone else? Or maybe the adult who returned her? Face it kid, there is no way for you to win if you go to that path."
She hated that he made sense, it sounded exactly like what her father would do. The fact that she didn't detect any lies only made her angrier and more desperate.
"Very well, if I don't get an answer from you, then we'll go straight up to Lao, maybe he will even give something in return for finding his daughter."
As he was about to stand up and leave Toph stopped him.
"NO! fine! I'll do your stupid tunnel!"
"Good, midnight sharp. Next to the tree."
She wanted to bury herself in the deepest hole and die there.
War at sea was not as exciting as the stories told. Mi-Dved expected something like many ships from different sides shooting at each other, instead he was hiding together with his new boss's crew under a smoke screen of the larger ship. It was boring, to say the least, but at least they were promised some action soon.
When he first saw the fire nation ships, he was intimidated, he will admit that much. Back in Amora there were more than a few patrons from the territories controlled by the fire lord, they always spoke about how great and mighty the fire nation was. Well, if it is so great, then what are you doing here, he wanted to tell them. But looking at the many large ships at the dock, heavy cursers the boss called them, and the fact that it was a tiny portion of the fire nation's military might, maybe those arrogant pricks had something.
He was sure in one thing, with a ship like this, his sister and he would have never been separated by the storm. Which opened another can of worms. He was sure that his sister was alive, he could feel it in his big brother sense. And the deal he made with the prince… he had some reservations about it, but he was sure he made the best call. He made deals with much less savory men in the past for less, after all.
The prince actually considered his deal and made an effort to locate his sister, they privately discussed the best course of action and decided against public posters. The men that were after the siblings weren't gone only because he and his sister escaped Amora, and they will gladly hunt and put them in chains back if allowed.
In the end, it was decided that they would go to the swamp. He was quite skeptical about trusting the unnatural, but the boss seemed sure enough. The old man will search rumors about his sister when he was playing his Pai-Sho with the rest of the old men.
It was a strange thing to say for him, but he actually trusted the prince. He was enough times near one conman or another, you can't have it any other way if you live in Amora, so he has a good sense of detecting deception. The prince, while indeed using him, didn't give such vibes, and to be fair, he was using the prince as well.
To be frank, the prince, Zuko, gave one of the best first impressions imaginable. Laying low an enforcer, a symbol of the invincibility of the Brigand, was like watching a scene from one of the stories mother told him and his sister when she was still alive.
The fact that the prince allowed him to fight side by side and not hugging all the glory for himself endeared the prince even more, there was some cathartic release beating up the symbol of his tormentors. The drink also helped, he wouldn't lie.
So all in all, Zuko was a pretty swell guy, that's why he didn't mind working for him so much. He of course asked a few crew members some questions about the prince, apparently he was a brat some time ago, but changed a leaf for the better a month ago. It did give him some reservations, but ultimately, he would be a hypocrite to judge the prince by his past.
A whistle sounded, meaning it was time to attack. Good, it was starting to get boring anyway.
He followed the other soldiers to the dock to prepare for the assault. He saw for the first time the opposing force and quite frankly, he wasn't impressed. The biggest ship was the size of the prince's own ship, which he admitted was small and built for speed. Many of them were even made of wood, which he thought was kind of stupid when fighting against fire benders.
Anyway, the only redeeming quality of the enemy was their larger number. For every fire nation ship, were three earth kingdom ones. The prince said it was meant to be five to one in the enemy's favor, but the greater visibility granted by his flying balls gave them the ability to surround small groups of earth kingdom ships and sink them quickly before anyone on the other side could notice.
The plan, as far as he was concerned at least, was to intercept any boulders thrown at the ship. With the superior mobility of their ship, they will spearhead into the enemy the enemy, directing fire away from the main attacking force in the process, and cause as much discord as they can.
This initial disorder will give the heavy catapults a, more or less, immobile target and will use the superior number of the enemy against them as the ships will be hard pressed to move away in their contained environment.
He asked the prince why the enemy didn't encircle them instead, but the prince explained that an earth kingdom ship is much less durable than its fire nation equivalent. They sank to many of the enemy's ships for the enemy to make an encircle that the heavy cruisers couldn't break. If they try the maneuver now the better armored metal ships will just advance forward, making the less durable earth ships surround each ship individually and be quickly sank by the neighboring fire nation ship without causing much damage.
Instead, the enemy's best bet was to use their numbers to focus one ship at a time and sink them by the sheer quantity of the projectiles.
And so, they moved forward at full speed. Immediately boulders started to fly to the ship. Mi-Dved used his earth bending as the prince suggested, and instead of fighting against the moving boulder, he pushed it to the side. He saw that the rock wasn't going to hit the ship and he let go.
By luck, the boulder he moved hit another earth kingdom ship. He supposed he did a good enough job and continued to the next boulder. From the side of his eyes, he saw the prince shooting a ball of fire to quick for him to see that exploded and destroyed the boulder it touched.
He wasn't jealous, he wasn't jealous at all.
The battle continued to rage on around them. To be frank, he didn't really pay attention to the details. He was too occupied with intercepting as many boulders as he can. One or two managed to hit the ship, but thankfully the metal plate protected the ship from sinking.
He could see that the process was taking tall on the prince as well, his movements were more sluggish, had less force in them. His blasts were merely breaking the boulders to smaller rocks that bounced more or less harmlessly of the metal plate.
From experience, he knew that fire benders fight ferociously, but tire quickly as a result. The fact that the prince continued fighting till now, and throwing things that he was sure were more than the regular fire ball, spoke highly of his power and resolve. No wonder he could stand up to an enforcer.
After a while, they were out of the swarm of ships on the other side of the earth kingdom fleet. For now, they had a moment to rest at least, for however long that is. For the first time he had a chance to have a good look on the battlefield, he must admit that he felt a little satisfaction.
The enemy was in clear disarray, ships were directed in every direction and many earth kingdom ships were sunk. Now they had a more or less even number of ships on each side. With the size and quality of the fire nation ones, it was easy to see who had total advantage now.
The prince seemed to have the same thoughts, if the satisfied grin was anything to go by.
"We did enough, the navy can handle things from here. Good job."
He could only grin back in response.
The navy decided to dock at the navy base of the now annihilated earth kingdom navy, it was both practical decision as well as a symbolic one to show the complete fire nation victory. The personal at the port put up a little fight, but inevitably, they surrendered. Zhao decided to have a party for the success of the complete annexation of the Gaoling sea strip, and he was one of the private guests of honor.
Because of Zhao's medical condition, he was pressed to let someone else do the victory speech. However, glory hog as he is, he wouldn't allow anyone else to take the credit, nor miss the looks of admiration of the soldiers.
So in the end, it was decided that he will have his victory speech on stage from his sick bed with a healer next to him. It was kind of awkward at first, but he had to admit, it did give some patriotic image that the common soldiers seemed to like. He also had to admit that Zhao had a way with words.
"You know, he's pretty effective against opponents without plot armor."
'Plot armor?'
"A short of Personally Likable Observed Tale. Some people, or beings, have the interest of a higher power. Said higher power often pulls strings to make sure their personal of interest gets away and win in situations he had no way to win."
'Like a guardian spirit?'
"More like a play writer."
The thought didn't make Zuko relaxed in any way.
'Does the Avatar have a plot armor?'
"Tons of."
'Damn…'
"Tell me about it."
'Do I have a plot armor?'
"Yes, but not enough to stand up to the Avatar."
'Damn…'
Putting aside thoughts about higher power deciding everything he will do, Zuko decided to focus on the things he could control here and now. He walked to his table and began to read the unopened letters that were on it.
The first one was from Loban, it congratulated him on his victory against the pirates, and now against the earth kingdom. After a few paragraphs of flattery that he skipped, the businessman finally got to the heart of the matter.
Loban visited the island Zuko conquered and had a look at the mines. The businessman agreed that the place will be ideal for a large factory like the one Zuko wanted, he also said that the construction would start right away. He promised a complete factory by the end of the month, Zuko will give him another score of diamonds if he could start production in three weeks, that should speed things up.
He also wrote Loban about the possibility of patenting the creation of a new substance called plastic. Sai explained to him the process of creating such a thing and the utility of it, he was sure a savvy businessman like Loban will see the opportunity as well. The substance will be crucial to many inventions that they planned to bring.
He sent Loban a few blueprints of things he wanted the factory to immediately start producing, as well as repeating the importance of silence about their dealings and a vague threat if his conditions will be broken.
After going through the letter three times, he and Sai decided that it was good enough to send and sealed it with Zuko's seal. Now Zuko had his full attention to the other letter on his desk, the one from his father.
He immediately broke the seal and began to read.
It seems that his father congratulated him on his integral part in the subjugation of the pirates. He also commended Zuko on the idea of the eye of Cheng and the immense value of propaganda it gave.
The letter promised that the invention would be studied by the best minds of the nation and would have its rightful place in the army, as the potential of another dimension of war was revolutionary. Especially with an attack on Ba Sing Se.
His father promised to look into captain Zhao's achievements. If the captain is indeed as good as Zuko said, then his father said that he will consider promoting him to the rank of commander before the regular time for good service.
It ended with a reminder that while his deeds were well and good, his main mission is to hunt the Avatar and bring him back in chains, and no other thing could end his banishment.
He was overall happy with the response of his father, even if it was clearly written by another's hands.
He began writing another letter this father. This one will talk about his part in the conquest of the Gaoling sea-strip, as well as ask again about Zhao's promotion. He and Sai decided to ask for a better ship, as well as the ability to take command on the soldiers if his mission demanded the manpower.
After finishing this letter as well, he went to get the falcons to send his messages. After finishing, he went to the party at Sai's insistence, it was decided already that his men will have a day off tomorrow, so there was no risk at staying late. He also had to make sure that Mi-Dved wouldn't cause an incident with the fire nation soldiers.
It wasn't until well past midnight that he returned satisfied to bed.
It was time, Toph was inside her tunnel, walking to the tree they agreed upon. She could feel the men outside, Mi-Sha and the same two bodyguards, waiting for her outside. She thought about attacking them with surprise but decided against that in the end. She didn't know what they could do, but she was quickly defeated against Mi-Sha alone, she didn't want to risk it. If there was one good thing that came from today, it was the severe humbling experience she got.
She opened the tunnel a few feet in front of the trio.
"Good, right on time."
The main a hole said in all its glory. He then pointed at the hole and his two companions went in. Each had a barrel full of some substance that didn't feel like wine to her feet.
Now only the two of them were left, all alone.
Toph was glad that her opponent wasn't the talking type, because se didn't want to acknowledge him, let alone speak with him. From her feet, she could feel the two thugs, for that's what they were, replacing two barrels of fine wine that probably were stored there for decades with the two barrels they brought.
She was confused when only one of them started returning but couldn't question the main criminal about it. The last thing she wanted was for him to know how her senses worked.
When the thug arrived, Mi-Sha spoke for the first time after his men went inside the tunnel.
"All is planted?"
The thug gave some strange sign with his hand, two fingers, then five, then one.
Mi-Sha nodded and addressed her directly.
"Come girl."
Now that caught her by surprise.
"What?! I'm not going anywhere with you! Our deal was the tunnel, and that's it! You said so yourself!"
"The deal with the fight, yes, now I make a new deal. Go with me now, become one of my bandits, and you're your parents won't be blown to pieces."
"WHAT! No! You're bluffing!"
She desperately said as she felt no lie coming from the giant.
Her blackmailer just gave a nod toward the tunnel.
"The barrels my men got in, they are full of explosive jelly. Enough of it to blast the inner mansion sky high. The barrels are on a countdown of five minutes until explosion, that is if my men wouldn't stop it in time. You have…"
Mi-Sha looked at his minion, which showed three fingers.
"Three minutes until the barrels blow up, be mindful that it will take at least a minute for my man here to go back to the cellar. But don't worry, it's just your parent's lives."
"I-I…"
Her earth bending told her that the man was serious, he will indeed blow the place up if she wouldn't do as he says. She tried to find some loophole in his plan, maybe she can stop him this way.
"B-but what about your guy inside?"
"What about him?"
Mi-Dved raised an eyebrow.
"Wouldn't he also be blown up?"
"And?"
Right, heartless bandits. Maybe another direction.
"My dad will have your head!"
He had the gall to bark a laugh at that.
"He should join the line. Better than him tried and failed girl. His money wouldn't help him with me."
Damn! Something! There has to be something!
The thug next to the tunnel raised two fingers.
"Two minutes."
Her bane of existence said.
Damn it! She will just do it herself, consequences be dammed.
She started to move, but suddenly fell hard to the ground. Some outside force was pushing her down, not letting her move a muscle. Her only indication that something happened was Mi-Sha who pointed his hand to the ground.
"You made a mistake, girl. Luckily, I'm in a merciful mood today. Kneel, apologize, and swear loyalty to me, and I will forget your disrespect. Now time's ticking, minute and a half."
"FINE! FINE! I'M SORRY, I SWEAR!"
The pressure on her disappeared immediately. She 'saw' Mi-Dved giving a nod to his companion, and the thug sprinted to the tunnel. She felt his hands on her, suddenly aware how big they were.
Suddenly, with a whush, she lost all her connection to the ground. All she could sense was the man holding her, and here the sound and feeling of wind on her skin. Wherever and how-ever he was taking her, she knew it would be a long time before she can be home.
She wanted to cry but held herself. It would be her act of defiance, she refused to let anyone, especially this monster, see her cry.
It was dawn when he received the letter. Fire lord Ozai was sitting on his throne when the messenger arrived with Zuko's letter. His temper was much more even this time, for he ordered the man to bring letters of importance from the banished boy.
Once the messenger left, he began to read it. It seems like his pilgrim son once again showed he had a friction of the royal blood inside him. He read about the battle report, as well as similar reports from other officers from the battle. All of them confirmed Zuko's roles in both assaults and commended him for his actions.
It seems that the banished started to toughen up the boy. He wondered what the exact cause was but quickly lost interest, it wouldn't do him good to place himself at the position of his disgraced spawn. Whatever happened, the new changes were both for the better, and for the worse.
On one hand, his son finally started to act like a prince was supposed to and stopped being an embarrassment for the family. Rumors about his exploits were starting to grow and his reputation grew as well. The story of the Eye of Cheng in particular touched many subjects.
On the other hand, there were many downsides. It was only a matter of time until people will start wanting the prince to return back to the fire nation. For now, none even dared to whisper such things in the dark, but he saw it in their eyes. They thought him wrong for the banishment, and he will have to make an example off soon enough to show why his word was law.
Another thing he noticed, which perhaps was more concerning, was the disrespect. He made it clear to his son that he would learn respect, and that suffering will be his teacher. Until now, as the falcon master noted, Zuko gradually became more and more respectful in his letters. Asking less, flattering more and always reported on time. In the last month, however, Zuko has been bolder in his writing, less flattery and ever more growing demand.
In his second letter, he asked to build a base of operations on the island he conquered. The only reason Ozai allowed it was because Zuko promised to pay from his own pockets, as if it wasn't the meagre allowance he was getting from the crown. Ozai entertained the idea because he knew Zuko didn't have nearly enough resources for his so-called base and expected that the broken pieces of his dream would bring him some entertainment.
The suggestion of Zhao's promotion was also a cause for concern. It was written as only good words about the captain, but the message was clear. He decided to keep an eye on Zhao, perhaps he was the one pulling Zuko's strings. It also did make some sense for Zhao to use a prince like that to advance in his career. After a little digging, however, he dismissed the theory. The enmity between the two was too great for Zhao to use Zuko as a ladder.
The third letter was the real concern. It showed that his son was indeed growing in power, managing to hold his ship together and break the earth navy swarm like that. It, however, showed once again that his ambitions grew in a dangerous pace.
Zuko once again reminded about Zhao and his achievements, actually told that he thinks that Zhao was a 'commander material'. It was only the fact that his son didn't tell him in any way to give Zhao a promotion that he even considered the offer. Looking at Zhoa's file, the man certainly had potential, as well as the kind of mindset Ozai could work with. He would allow the promotion, but he will have to make sure that the two will not interact anymore.
The last part of the letter, however, caused Ozai to nearly lose his senses. Zuko had fallen so much into disrespect that he demanded a better ship! As well as command over his army!
It may have been phrased in flowery words and logical explanations, but he saw through all those letters. The risk he took when banishing his failed son came to pass, Zuko was beginning to lose his fear from him. and with the potential Zuko started showing, it was not something Ozai could allow.
He debated whether to send Azula as well to balance and sabotage the achievements of her brother, but the same risk he took with Zuko is just as relevant with Azula. She may follow her brother's footsteps and lose her fear of him as well, leaving him with no weapons to command. Worse, the situation may escalate into a usurpation attempt. He would know more than most about how a son could overthrow his father.
He will have to meditate on it.
Kioshi island is famous for many things, it's elephant-koi fish, the Unagi, it's neutrality. But most importantly, it was famous because it was the home of the great Avatar Kioshi And her followers, the Kioshi warriors.
The Kioshi warriors were a group of an all female fighting force that was responsible for guarding the legacy of Avatar Kioshi and the island. Every year, the warriors would receive new recruits that completed their training. One of such recruits was Suki.
Suki from a young age knew what she wanted to be in life, and it was a Kioshi warrior. She adores the deceased Avatar Kioshi and dedicates her life to following the spiritual leader and the creator of their island. Together with other like-minded girls from her village, they began training for their dream.
A few months ago, they completed their training and finally joined the Kioshi warriors as fresh recruits. A month ago, Suki was delighted when she heard that she was on patrol duty across the beach strip near her village, her first real mission. Of course, she was following her senior, but the point still stood!
She also knew that it could be dangerous, in the last years pirate attacks have become more frequent. There was always a chance for an ambush or a raid, there were even some incidents where Kioshi warriors went missing during mission. Her senior told her that while piracy was always a threat, it was only in the last decade when it gradually became the plague it was. As if all the pirates decided to reorganize as a united force.
Anyway, when she went on her patrol, she and her group found a body that was washed on the shore. It was a girl of maybe between twelve to fourteen years, it was hard to tell. Her black hair hid her face, and her clothes were closer to rugs now. When her senior checked the pulse, to everyone's relief the girl was still alive.
They decided to bring the girl to the village. While they may not like outsiders and preferred their solidarity, they weren't going to let a young girl to die.
When the girl woke up, she was understandingly distressed and suspicious. After calming her down, they got her name and heard her story, apparently the boat she was on sank in the storm and she was separated from her brother. The mayor allowed her to stay in the village, but only as long as she followed their tradition and made herself useful in some way.
Luckily, the girl had a way with herbs and healing, so the local healer quickly took her under her wing. Because of that, Suki had talked to the girl many times when she had some injury that needed treating. They even became friends of sort.
On a few occasions, Jasmine asked if the warriors found any clue about the whereabouts of her brother, but each time the answer was negative. One such occasion was now.
"Sorry Jasmine, we still haven't found anything."
The tanned girl before her sighed.
"It's fine, I'm sure something will come up."
Suki now had an uneasy look on her face, she was about to start the awkward part of the conversation.
"Listen… I know it may be hard for you, but it had been a full month. Are you even sure your brother is… well…"
"His alive."
Jasmine said in a final tone.
"He always survived and came back to me, nothing will change now."
Suki was saved from the conversation by the ring of the bell on the door to the herbalist shop.
"Hi Jasmine! Can you help me with this?"
The boy had a cut in his hand that he said was a result of work accident, you could think that he won a fist fight with the Unagi with how he spoke. She also didn't miss how he flexes his hand when Jasmine started tending his wound.
Suki noticed a dramatic increase in work accidents and minor injuries of the young man and boys of the village in the past few weeks, and she highly suspected it had something with the new medical apprentice.
She wasn't jealous, not at all. So what if the new girl got all the attention, or had an exotic appearance, or was a little more mature then the rest of the girls her age. No, no reason to be jealous at all, Suki was a proud Kioshi warrior and was in no way threatened as a woman. And if anyone says otherwise, they are filthy liars.
The doorbell rang once again.
"Hi Jasmine! I need your help!"
Damn it…
In the south pole, a water tribe young man was returning home after a long day of mediocre success with fishing. He returned to his igloo with the spoils.
"Gran-gran, Katara! I'm home!"
He didn't hear any voices.
"Katara? Can you clean the fish and wash my clothes afterwards? Thanks!"
He only heard the distant sound of some otter-penguin.
"Katara? It's not funny!"
He put the fishes down and ran to Katara's part of the igloo. There, he found her crunching into a ball on her bad. She was silently sobbing with rad eyes. The otter-penguin he thought he heard was in fact the sobs of his sister.
"Katara, what's wrong?!"
He ran to her and hugged her. She continued to sob for some time, but he waited un an uncharacteristic display of patient. While he may be a bit of a 'jerk' as his sister liked to call him, he still cared for his little sister as every big brother should. He would go for great lengths if needed, and his sister definitely needed him now.
Finally, Katara calmed enough to speak.
"T-they said dad d-died…"
"Shhh… who told you that?"
"I-I heard some of the women w-whispering each other t-tat dad was k-killed in battle. T-that he fought the f-fire prince and l-lost…"
"Shh… don't believe everything you hear, they probably heard some fire nation propaganda. No way dad will lose to some snotty brat."
"You should listen to your brother this time dear, finally he speaks some wisdom for once."
The voice of gran-gran came out of nowhere, scaring Sokka in the process.
"Thanks gran-gran… hay!"
Katara giggled a little at the response.
"Thanks gran-gran, I needed that. Sorry, I don't know what came over me."
"Hi! What with me? I helped too!"
Sokka cried in righteous indignation.
"You too Sokka."
His crocodilian teared sister said while rolling her, still red, eyes.
"It's fine dear, there is nothing wrong with a daughter being concerned about her father. Those are hard time for all of us."
"Yeah, you're probably on your lady time as well, right?"
He added helpfully, although judging by the enraged and flustered look on his sister's face, she didn't think so.
"You-you jerk! Can't you stop being a sexist pig for five minutes?!"
"What did I do now?!"
Gran-gran only shook her head at the scene.
Zuko used the day off to upgrade his armor. Zhao was kind enough to let him use the workshop of the base they conquered from the earth kingdom. As agreed, Zhao let Zuko use a tenth of his force, so Zuko used this opportunity to make every available engineer and mechanic work for the day to create him a better armor.
It wasn't an easy task, but with Sai's absolute knowledge about the art of blacksmithing he was able to create a new armor. This one had resemblance to his old uniform, but merely in shape. he wore a full plate on his chest, his belly protected by chain armor that head behind thick leather. His arms and legs had graves and sabatons connected to the reinforced metal of the inner part of his limbs be linked pieces of metal, so his entire limbs were protected and none of his maneuverability was harmed.
The best part of the armor was that it many hidden surprises. At Sai's advice, Zuko ordered as many sets as possible of small explosive jelly bombs to be created in the image of the one the enforcer used. He had also upgraded his gauntlets to be able to shoor darts, as well as ordering many darts for lethal and unlethal needs. He hidden antidotes for various poisons there as well.
When the work was done, it was evening. He may get little sleep for tomorrow's preparations, but looking at the mirror, the results were more then worth it. he felt powerful enough to take the Avatar head on.
"Not yet, but you're certainly getting there, your highness."
Zuko left for bed with a smile. The future looked good, and with luck, the swamp will make it even better.
AN
And this is the end of the chapter.
Zuko is starting to have a maybe new (and first) friend with Mi-Dved, I hope I wrote their interactions as real as possible while maintaining some humor. The story will continue bring them closer to each other, as well as reviling more of the earth bender's past. you are free to guess and write in your reviews what his story maybe, I left a few clues here and there.
Zuko got an upgrade! as well as a chance to achieve one of his greatest dreams, getting rid of his scar! I intentionally made the scar fade over time and not immediately like some magic water that most likely consist the piss of some fish spirits. The scar is for me a physical sign of Ozai's influence on Zuko. As our protagonist will advance in his journey, his father's influence on him will weaken (wither by self grows or Sai's counter influence) and his scar is a good reflection for this. So please don't hate me for strangling Zuko's iconic feature.
The Chernobyl joke is about the nuclear powerplant that was blown in Ukraine in 1986 at the time of the soviet union, no disrespect was meant to anyone that suffered from the tragedy and I apologize for anyone who took offence. For those who are interested, you can read about in in the internet, just google Chernobyl. It however raises an interesting point of how exactly Sai knows about it.
Poor Toph, she's going to have a rough time ahead, if only there was someone to help her...
It also showed that no matter how individually powerful you are, you can always be exploited by a more cunning player with the right cards.
For the military experts among you, I personally apologize of the most likely dozens of mistakes and bad tactics I made while writing the battles ant strategies, both against the pirates and the earth kingdom.
We have another look at Ozai, what he thinks and why he does the things he do. I personally think that while he may be pleased with the newfound power of Zuko, he is much more concerned in Zuko's fear of him. because for someone like Ozai, fear equals loyalty and he would rather have a loyal son then a strong son. A weak and loyal son is a disgrace, but a strong and disloyal one is a threat. I hope the reasons I gave for Azula to not yet take the field are enough, rest assure I have plans for her.
And we had a look at another cannon and original characters on Kioshi, wonder how Zuko's interaction with the island will go this time... Also I do wonder what happened a decade ago to cause such pirate problem...
Poor Suki, even a warrior can still be a girl, as she said in cannon.
And we had a look at things in the south pole with the start of the consequences of the rumor, as well as Sokka being Sokka.
Chapter 10: Chapter 9
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 9
"Bye!"
"Have good luck, your highness!"
"Return safe!"
Zuko was having final goodbyes with the man of the base and the crew of his ship before embarking for the swamp. He was glad to notice a few familiar faces from the base such as Shen, Ching and a few of the other lieutenants. There were also soldiers of lesser rank such as Ching's personal aid, the pretty sergeant Ling (much to his pleasure).
"Careful, your highness. This fire can burn you~"
'Shut up.'
Zuko said in his mind to the damnable thing while waving back to the people.
Yesterday, he, his uncle and lieutenant Jee discussed the best course of action. They all agreed that the swamp was an important place to check because of the rumors of its spirituality. Uncle, the only one who actually was there as part of his journey after Lu-Tan's death, explained a bit about the swamp itself.
Apparently, the more people there are at the party, the easier it is to get lost. He was annoyingly mysterious about the spiritual side of the swamp besides the fact that people will see someone they lost. Everything else, uncle said, he must learn from firsthand experience. It was one of the rare moments were both he and lieutenant Jee were in agreement about the annoying habits of his uncle.
Fortunately, where uncle failed, Sai was more than helpful. Under the disguise of reading a few texts the pirates had in their base, Zuko told all the information Sai had given him (with the limitations of what a book found at a pirate base can consist of). Zuko told about the flora and fauna of the swamp, as well as rumors about possible water benders within it.
This was actually a surprise for Zuko as well, apparently the swamp liked to assimilate water benders as some kind of immunity system against invaders. During the age of the overlords, there were a few times when the swamp had to get another grope within her because the constant harassment it suffered from said overlords.
When asked why it was a target for overlords, Sai answered that besides a place full of spiritual resources, swamp, or better say the giant tree in the middle of it, had roots all over the world. This was a severe risk for the overlords, as anyone who had enough knowledge about the tree could use it to spy on and intercept anything the overlords would have done. It was also an integral part of the downfall of more than one overlord.
When enough was enough, the sixth overlord, an herbalist from Ba Sing Se named Cao, created a new type of weapon against it. a fungus that attacked the spiritual aspect of the swamp as well as the physical one. To make story short, the fungus mutated the entire region into a chrysalis of what it was. the fauna was infected as well, transforming into monstrous fungi covered abominations. The water benders of the swamp were not spared from mutation as well, transforming into mindless salivating host for the fungi.
It achieved the desired result, and the roots of the world tree shrunk and rotted into nothingness. The Avatar had to burn down the entire swamp to purge the fungi and let the swamp slowly heal itself, even so, it would take eons for it to return to its former glory, so Zuko didn't need to worry about the world roots any time soon.
While uncle seemed to be disturbed by the fact that the swamp was so detailly described in "some book found at a pirate base", Jee was thankful for the information. They decided that a week would be enough for the mission, they would buy some local ostrich horses (or terror birds, as Sai called them) because komodo-rhinos are too noticeable as fire nation and will bring unwanted attention.
There was some debate about the party that will be sent, but it was decided that Zuko will be accompanied by uncle Iroh and Mi-Dved. Each was individually powerful, and together they were more than a match to any would be bandit group. The three of them also won't bring as much attention to them with cloaks to hide the armor and uniform.
Zuko ordered the crew to hunt pirates for bounties while he was away, this would give them something to do for the week. It will also be a good practice for the man and will raise their prestige (and his by proxy) in the eyes of the people.
And this is how he found himself on an ostrich-horse with uncle and Mi-Dved waving goodbyes.
As they continued, the base grew smaller and smaller until it was out of sight.
"How far by mount is the swamp?"
"A day by ostrich-horse at full speed, two if we consider the poor thing under uncle."
Zuko answered as he looked at the ostrich-horse that mounted his uncle, said poor thing was already struggling with uncle's weight. They will have to make a few stops a day and change each other's mounts to make sure none of the animals will die along the way.
His uncle took the joke/jab in stride and laughed heartedly, putting his hands on his large belly.
"Ha! Yes, I supposed I gained a few stones in my old age."
"How old are you anyway?"
The earth bender was curious.
"Why, I just reached the tender age of sixty just a few months ago."
"Damn, I wish I would have your stamina when I'm that ancient."
Uncle laughed at that.
"You should see king Bumi, now this old coot has spirit."
"King Bumi?"
Zuko decided to answer that one.
"The earth bending king of Omashu, he's over a hundred years old. He is also considered one of, if not the most, powerful earth bender alive."
"How 'powerful' are we talking about?"
Undoubtedly, Mi-Dved think that Mi-Sha, the lord of the desert, has this title.
This time Iroh is the one that answered.
"Why, on time he threw an entire mountain from the western side of Omashu on the eastern side to block the morning sun so he could get another few hours of sleep."
"Damn…"
Zuko had to agree with the intelligent response of his fellow wide-eyed companion. No matter, better push the conversation in a more productive direction.
"Uncle, now that it's only us who go to the swamp, can you share your own experience, please?"
Uncle looked debated for a few moments, in the end, however, he sighed and relented.
"Very well, it would have been ideal for you to face the trails of the swamp blind, for then you would have a much greater enlightenment. But as things are, you are too prepared for that. And to think it's all because of some dusty book of some pirate…"
The last part was quietly said in a sad, disappointed and mournful tone. The old man probably was extremely heartbroken over the "stolen realization" of his nephew. Never mind, such things wouldn't help him catch the Avatar, they wouldn't bring him his honor back and unlike Sai, they most certainly wouldn't rid him of his scar and shame.
His uncle continued to talk.
"When I was in the swamp, I was lost. Both literally and figuratively. It was some time after the siege on Ba Sing Se, after Lu-Tan's… I was at a loss of what to do with myself in life, a friend advised me to go for a trip in the swamp to clear my mind."
His uncle paused for a few seconds.
"Once I got there, I quickly lost my way. The swamp showed me visions of my son, he guided me in both my mental recovery and on my way to return to the outside world. I'm sorry, nephew, but the trails are different for each individual. What you will face will be different from what Mi-Dvev here will face, you will also most likely be separated for a while. The swamp is a magical place, nephew. I'm sure you will learn much from it, the both of you."
"He said nothing about any local water benders."
'Then there probably aren't any.'
"Illogical, there was enough time for the swamp to regain enough of itself to integrate a few water benders into itself. It even should be at the phase where some of its water benders can bend the flora. Besides, look at his eyes, he clearly is trying to hide something. Ask him about it, call his bluff."
"Uncle, what about the water benders that are rumored to be in the swamp? Did you encounter any?"
Uncle looked concerned now.
"That… is something you will have to find on your own nephew. I can't tell you that."
"Filthy liar pants on fire~ You see, your highness, you can't trust him in things like this. Notice how he separates himself from you and our earth bender friend."
"Of course you can, just say yes or no."
Mi-Dved Sayed rather forcefully, it seems like his uncle's, for lack of better term "old uncle aura" didn't rub on the desert dweller too well. Zuko suspected that there was one or two old men who faked this feeling to lure him and his sister into some unsavory situation. It didn't help that this half answer stood in the way of full preparedness to go to a place that can point him to his sister.
"I agree with Mi-Dved here, we need to know if there are water benders that can drown in the swamp for all we know. And why does it sound like you aren't going with us?"
His uncle sighed again, he thought he heard the tiniest bit of frustration seeping into his uncle's voice.
"I never saw any water tribesmen in the swamp nephew, and I wouldn't be joining you in the swamp. This is your journey that the both of you must take alone, I already had my share with the swamp and I'm unsure if a second trip will bring any good."
"For the better, I suppose. Having him around will complicate the transformation process of the spiritual energy. Notice thar your uncle said 'tribesmen', the people of the swamp are technically not considered part of any tribe. So there is either a civilization that is not considered a tribe or a tribe that consists only of women, the last one is unlikely because the need for males to keep population. Then again, perhaps your uncle saw just the women of the tribe. Leave it be for now, we got the answer we were looking for. There is no point in antagonizing your uncle farther at this point."
"Fine… there should be a village a few hours from here. We rest and exchange mounts, Mi-Dved takes mine. Uncle, you take Mi-Dved's and I take yours." the three of them continued with an uneasy silence for the rest of the way.
Lao Beifong was one of the richest men in the entire continent, he was the head of the prestige noble Beifong family and he was extremely distraught.
When the nanny of his daughter reported that the girl wasn't in her bed, he thought that little Toph was trying again to run from home. It was a nightmare the first time she ran away, thankfully she returned home quickly enough and none too worse for wear. So obviously it was enough to drive any father mad, but no, it was much worse than that.
The guards found in one of the wine basements a ransom note and a tunnel leading to the outside of the manner. An honest to spirits tunnel right under his nose!
He immediately sent the guards to investigate and waited for their results. Meanwhile, he had to comfort his wife, who took the news much harder than him. she was right now a crying mass and almost completely shut herself off from the outside world.
Once he heard a knock on the door, he gently kissed his wife on the forehead and went outside. He knew that whatever news he would hear would not help the psych of his wife, so he ordered the guards to wait outside until he comes out.
"Yes, what do you have to report?"
Lao asked the head of his guards. He may hate the man for letting his daughter get kidnapped, and obviously will fire him for that, but for now he needed any help he could get.
"The tracks of little miss Beifong end in the cherry tree, the hounds weren't able to get her smell. It's as if she disappeared out of the blue."
Lao was beginning to lose his patients.
"If you don't give me- "
"But we found more, my lord!"
The man before him was visibly shaken as he continued with the report.
"We discovered tracks of three different people, one of them has to be a giant or something by the tracks of his feet. It will be easy to find that culprit and bring him to justice!"
Lao sense a "but" coming.
"But unfortunately, his tracks seem to disappear just like the little miss. All of their tracks suddenly appeared and disappeared near the tree, excluding the tracks of the men in the tunnel. There is a chunk of land missing near the tree, so we suspect they used earth bending to use sais boulder as some kind of raft to fly away. It would also explain the lack of tracks."
The guard tried to hide it, but for Lao, who was experienced at finding the tiniest thing that would help him get a better deal, it was plain to see the respect for the earth bending the criminals possessed. Yes, he would have to replace the man soon.
"So you say that you have no clue about the whereabouts of my daughter besides a hunch on a tall man?!"
"I-I mean the men is at the very least a seven feet tall, maybe even eight! How many people like that can be?"
"And what of the substance in the suspicious barrels?"
"Am… It was discovered to be an explosive jelly, sir, seemed to be bought by from the Beifong company as well. There has been some strong smell that obscures the natural smell of the jelly, as well as the smell of anything else. Apparently, it was bleached, by Beifong products as well it seems. this is a dead end as well."
"So those cravens not only kidnap my daughter, but use my products to do it as well?!"
"W-well."
"Find my daughter! Use any means necessary! I don't care who you hire, or how much money it will cost, if my daughter isn't found by week's end being fired will be the last thing on your mind!"
His attention was pulled away from the quivering man before him as he thought of all the stress his poor blind and fragile little Toph must be in.
Toph was under a lot of stress right now. After her kidnapping, she was an unknown amount of time completely blind. Meaning, she felt only her capture through her earth bending and nothing else. The strong wind continued to whistle loudly, weirdly enough, the wind pushed her towards the direction they went and not against it as she felt in when she usually moved.
When they finally stopped and Toph could finally feel the ground again, she noticed that they were nowhere near Gaoling. The basterd told her to rest for a few hours before her "initiation", whatever it was.
Obviously, she couldn't sleep because of the adrenalin and was awake the entire time. After some time, in which she definitely didn't cry, she sensed her surroundings with her bending. She discovered that she was in an underground camp of sorts.
The city above was also not what she was expecting. It was denser than Gaoling, much denser. It reminded her of the lower ring of Ba Sing Se, but to be fair, it was much smaller than the super metropolis. If she had to guess, she would say it was proximately the size of Gaoling. She also noticed that the ground was made of a very fragile soil, send if she had to guess. At least she knew it was somewhere in the desert.
The time passed as she studied her new surroundings, and quite frankly it made her uncomfortable. Her bending allowed her to sense even the tiniest ants in the garden, and it revealed much about the city above her, too much. The send somewhat obscured her vision, and she was for the batter. She could see only a few dozen feet out of the entrances of the underground caves she was in, but through that, she could see more crimes in the hours she was there than her entire life in Gaoling, she would not go into details.
After some time, the main bastard came in and said it was time to go. She didn't bother to fake the meek blind girl's act, he was in the Earth Ramble after all. She followed him reluctantly as he led her through the maze of the underground.
Once they arrived at a ring of sorts, he stopped and addressed her.
"Listen up, girl. The initiation is simple. You will have to face three challenges, after which, you will be given fitting uniforms as well as be assigned to a mission fitting your talents."
"And why would I do that? You can't blackmail me anymore, dad most likely already found the barrels and took care of them. In fact, why should I listen to you at all?!"
She wasn't quick enough to prepare something to face the crushing pressure she felt at the moment. She was immediately flattened against the hard and dirty ground.
"Listen up, you insolent brat. I can easily end you here and now, but I have uses for you. I can just as easily order a poisoned cup for both your parents, in fact, I already did order. The only thing that stops it is your cooperation little girl, so think again before you lash. Understood?!"
She didn't sense any lies from him.
"Y-yes…"
The pressure left her immediately.
"Now go to the ring and wait for the trail. Don't tempt me girl."
She wordlessly went to the ring.
She sensed two gates open.
One had some kind of an animal. even if she didn't "see" the claws and teeth with her bending, she would immediately recognize it as a predator by the roars it made. It had the head and body of a large feline with a tail that was a snake.
The second gate was more concerning. It had a kid, maybe six years old, tied in metal chains to a metal chair. She could just feel how frightened he was, she even sensed wetness in his pants. Just what the big degenerate is thinking?!
She didn't have to wait for long.
"The first step of your trail is simple. On your right, you have a wide cobra-leopard that hasn't eaten for over a week. On your left, you have some kid who tried to pickpocket one of my men. You have to choose a side. Now."
The cobra-leopard immediately pounced on the kid and Toph shot a rock toward the animal, catching it mid-flight. The creature was quick to recover, however, and the snake head in the tail opened its mouth. Toph immediately sensed some liquid gathering at the mouth and raised a wall just in time to block a poisoned shot to her head.
The creature leaped once again towards the kid, but Toph earth bended the ground under the chair to move it, and the kid with it, away from the predator. All while the cobra-leopard continued chasing after it in a dangerous game of cat and mouse.
Toph made the chair do a sharp turn and the cobra-leopard slowed a little to keep track of its prey. She used this opportunity to cage the animal in a cage.
The creature roared and wailed and spat poison in every direction. She closed off every hole so the poisoned spit wouldn't get out. After some minutes that felt like forever, it was suddenly quiet and Toph didn't feel any heartbeats from the creature.
She disposed of the makeshift prison and sensed the big thug walking towards the ring.
"Dead by its own venom, the venomous Steam attacked the soft tissues of the lungs. Cruel and painful death indeed. Very well, you passed the first test."
Toph was in a little shock, she had never killed anything bigger than an ant before. Yes, she may like fighting, yes, it was a dangerous predator that was going to eat some little kid, but killing it was a bit too much for her. The man's next word completely shocked her, however.
"Now for the last part, execute him."
He said while pointing at the boy, which wailed even more now.
"What! I'm not going to kill him!"
The thug barked a laugh.
"You are forgetting your situation, little girl. One word from me, and your family is in past tense. This kid is a thief that stole from my men, meaning he stole from me. And this is something I wouldn't tolerate. This kid is done for, one way or another. You have until I leave the room to punish him or it's your parents head that will role."
The thug began walking to the exit. What was worse, is that she again felt no lie from him.
"I-I…"
When Mi-Sha was in the second half of the way, a loud sound of rocks hitting followed by a scream was heard.
"Move out, you dogs!"
Tyro heard the one prison guard shout. For the last day he and the other prisoners from the mining village were slowly transferred by ship from the prison rig they had been on for the last four years.
It came from nowhere, suddenly the warden told them one morning that they were to be transferred to another place for physical labor. He was conflicted, on one side, the new place was an island. Which means they will have earth to bend and revolt.
On the other hand, it was a faraway island with most likely higher security measures. He also had no idea where that island was precisely, it could be on the other side of the world for all he knew.
The warden helped him in the decision when he threatened the people of the village should the prisoners show any defiance. It would be just like here, nothing would change.
They moved out in groups and entered shuttles that will bring them to their new prison. It was extremely dense there, and the men had barely any room to breathe. But after a day or two, the shuttle opened, and they embarked on the new island. He told himself that the island can't be that far if it took only a two-day trip to reach it.
They were immediately greeted by the local personnel, who directed them to where they would sleep. After two days on ship being shipped off like cattle, all of them fell to sleep right away.
When they woke up, they were immediately sent to the mines. In contrast to the regular coal mines they were used to, however, those mines had all kinds of resources. He could see why the fire nation had interest in them.
He was also surprised that he and the men went through a quick course of safety before entering. While walking to the mines, he noticed many people, some from the colonies and some from the fire islands, working like a colony of ants to build some construction. He didn't give them much attention, however, and thought about the best course of action for his people.
The entrance to the village was much easier than Zuko anticipated. He expected the guards to be wary of strangers, and they were, but even with his and uncle's fire nation looks the guards let them in after seeing his scar.
It seems that people immediately connected burn scars to fire nation victims. They weren't so wrong in his case, but it still annoyed him somewhat. Not every burn is from fire bending.
Nevertheless, he didn't look at a gifted ostrich-horse in its mouth and went into the local inn for a little rest and supply. The woman at the counter greeted them, although her eyes held a little suspicion.
"Hello gentlemen, how can I help you?"
Zuko let uncle do the talking, he was better at small talk anyway.
"Thank you kind lady, my nephews and I are letting our mounts rest for a few hours. I'm afraid mine was put under much pressure."
He gently slapped his belly as he said the last part.
"We would like a sack of grain for our mounts and three meals for ourselves please."
"Sure, three coppers for the grain sack and two coppers a meal."
The lady smiled a little, it seems that uncle managed to lessen her worries.
His uncle pulled ten coppers out of his sleeve and gave them to the lady with a smile.
"There you go, nine coppers for the products and one for the service."
"I… Thank you, your meals will be ready soon."
The woman went to the kitchen.
Zuko wondered why she was suspicious of them in the start, did she have the same problem as Ming?
" I don't think so, she didn't look like she was expecting someone. In my opinion she was just wary of weapon wearing strangers in cloaks, and a helmet."
Fair enough, Zuko supposed. He too wouldn't be calm in this situation.
"Damn, back's killing me."
Mi-Dved, apparently, didn't like riding. He also seemed a little wary of their mounts.
"Was it the first time you rode an ostrich-horse?"
Zuko asked the earth bender.
"Yes, and hopefully the last."
"Riding isn't for everyone, it does take some time to enjoy."
His uncle said sagely while petting his beard.
"Riding got nothing to do with it, I just don't like the damn birds."
"Something from the past then?"
"You could say it, mister Iroh, Amora is using them as garbage disposal. They eat anything, spoiled food, rodents, corpses, you name it. The coliseum also has a pack of them sometimes swarm some poor group, needless to say, things get bloody. Them beak and claws can tear a hole inside you just as easy as they do with a sack of grains."
The three were silent afterwards. Now that Zuko heard it, he understood why Sai called them "Terror Birds". When he looked outside to see their mounts hungrily tore and devour the sack of grain, he couldn't help but imagine a body instead of the sack.
He shivered at the thought, the continued journey will be extremely awkward on the mounts.
"Here you go ~"
Thankfully, the lady arrived with their meals just in time. They ate their meal silently before continuing their journey.
It took two days to reach the swamp, the beginning of the swamp was obvious by the large trees. A part of him questioned why it wasn't cut down for timber, but the mystic rumors of the swamp probably helped.
" Listen carefully, your highness. I made sure to hide my presence from the swamp, but it would only work if you took me off your head. Which you will have to do either way for me to collect spiritual energy in the quantity we need."
Zuko didn't cherish the thought of being away from Sai, it made him feel vulnerable and incomplete, but he understood the importance of the mission.
'What do I need to do?'
" You must unequip me before you enter the trees, and don't go with me too deep. Put me down on the first root with the diameter of your arm that you see. And don't worry about losing me, I will be extremely hard to pull. I will call you when I will be fully charged."
'OK, sounds simple enough. But can't the swamp just read my mind and know about you, like with those visions?'
"The swamp will start from the strongest memories, which, quite frankly, I don't come even close. The human mind is full of unused space, yours is no different. I merely coded any memories of me to be transferred to such places when the swamp is reaching the buffer. When enough empty space was scanned by the swamp, my memories will go there. So as far as the swamp id concerned, I was never here."
'You make it sound like a game of cups and thieves. Out of curiosity, what would happen if the swamp did catch you?'
" It won't, but in that case I'll advise you to run as fast as you can, use your fire bending to jet to the tree tops and find the nearest border. Stay in the treetops, the swamp has less influence there."
'Okay.'
" I would advise you to stop thinking of me so much as well, but the swamp will do a good enough job to distract your attention."
They were now a few feet away from the trees. Zuko pulled away his helmet, he immediately felt the need to put it back on. After they dismounted, uncle spoke to the duo for the last time before they departed.
"Good luck, for the both of you. I hope you two find the answers you are looking for. I will wait for you here."
"Thank you, uncle. We'll be back soon enough."
Zuko hugged his uncle, and the two teens left the old man with the three terror birds.
It didn't take much time for Zuko to find a fitting root, just a dozen feet before him stood proudly a web of roots. He placed his helmet on one of them, ignoring the questioning look of his partner, and went two steps back. He saw that the helmet was stable and had some kind of cylinder connected to the root, the scene reminded him of a mosquito.
"What now?"
His earth bending friend asked.
"We continue until the swamp will do its thing. We should stay close to each other, however."
"Agreed."
The duo continued in their walk. Both of them felt an uneasy feeling in the back of their neck, like they were being watched by someone or something unseen. They walked closer together, Mi-Dved used his twin axes to cut down the dense vegetation while Zuko lit the way with his fire bending.
The axe was a new addition to his earth bender's arsenal, Mi-Dved took liking of the weapon after Zuko (at Sai's advice) forced him to take a cold weapon in addition to his earth bending.
The twin one-handed war axes quickly took place as Mi-Dved's favorite weapons. They complemented well with his own bending and "just felt right" as the earth bender phrased. They allowed him to use his impressive strength while their size and built allowed Mi-Dved to attack quickly and in sequence.
Stereotypically stubborn earth bender as he is, Mi-Dved would never acknowledge that Zuko was right and he was wrong, but they both knew that the earth bender was grateful for the axes.
Hours passed as they continued their track to nowhere and they were growing more and more stressed as time went on. At every noise they jumped into battle stances, in every shadow they thought they saw eyes.
The final straw was when some bird, Screeching dodo, honked in a loud enough voice to scare a komodo-rhino into a stampede. It barely got away when an axe was suddenly imbued in the place it was a moment ago.
"I freaking hate birds."
Mi-Dved proclaimed as he earth bended the axe back to his right hand by the stones in it. One in the start of the base and two in between the metal blades, one on each side.
"I think that it's a good spot for a camp. We rest and continue tomorrow."
Zuko finally said.
"Agreed."
Mi-Dved replied with grinding teeth.
And so, they started to make camp for the night.
"Men! Prepare for embarking! Horned formation!"
Lieutenant Jee barked at his men. They were pirate hunting in the now fire nation controlled waters, just as his highness commanded. There was no lack of bounties in the former pirate infested waters.
Before the prince left, he had one last debriefing with the crew. He told them what he expected them to do to keep their skills sharp. Before, if he would have done that, the crew, including himself, would just scuff and find some place to rest until the prince returns.
Now, however, besides the respect prince Zuko had gotten from the men, all of them saw the results of their training and the need to keep it up. A part of it also played some righteousness the crew started to grow, fighting off pirates and rescuing people realized a few fantasies of the men.
And this is how they found themselves in this situation. The pirates thought they smelled weakness in the newly conquered area, thinking that the lack of navy ships meant an easy raiding area. They were harshly proven wrong when they were caught in an ambush.
To be fair for the unfair cutthroats, they didn't know about the Eye of Cheng, which meant that they thought they had the advantage of speed to outmaneuver the fire navy. The eyes, however, closed that gap as they allowed the slower ships to have a farther vision and therefore, encircle the pirates and cut their way out.
By now, the pirates learned from their mistake and backed off. They also had a "survival of the fittest "where only the fastest pirate ships were left. Therefore, they were ideal targets for the Wani, the prince's ship.
One such target was right in front of them, they managed to cut into its way by hiding under a cliff. One flaming boulder from the catapult made the other ship nearly immobilized. The pirates, in a last ditch, tried to board the Wani because they knew they couldn't take another shot.
And so, what followed was the complete butchery of the pirate crew, as the better trained and better equipped soldiers cut through the outlaws like a hot knife through butter.
When all was said and done, with no casualties on their side, the crew began to search for the, now crewless, pirate ship. The prince told them that they may take whatever they wished as spoils, besides captured slaves, obviously, those were to be accompanied to the nearest safe port and be given enough coins for a new start in their life, courtesy off their former captor's former loot.
The prince also ordered to bring whatever paperwork possible from the captain's office. He, rightfully in Jee's mind, suspected that there could be valuable information there like bases of operations or names of important people.
When the ship was cleared, they decided to take a leap of faith and sell it in the, more or less, natural ports near Gaoling. They had no use for such a ship, and it would be a waste to sink it.
Once there, they had a bit of commotion when one of the merchants recognized the pirate ship. After nearly starting a fight with the local earth kingdom garrison and explaining the situation, the merchant happily bought the ship at full price. They offered him a discount after hearing his history with said pirate ship, he lost a family member to the ship's pirate crew.
When they left the port, with a considerable amount of gold, lieutenant Jee finally had time to go on the paperwork of the pirates. He sighed, it will take a lot of work to get something out of this mess, perhaps he should get a few of the men to help.
He wondered what the prince was doing at the moment.
Zuko was cooking some kind of a fish they found, it was armored and had a hoof shaped head and a tear shaped body as long as his legs. They fished it after an extremely large leach attached itself to one of Mi-Dved's elbows. The earth bender quickly tore it off and strangled it above the water. It took only a few seconds for the fish to jump and swallow half the leach, and they decided to have it for dinner.
Cleaning off the armor was relatively easy, war axes are extremely good at breaking armor. They smoked it to make sure no unknown swamp disease will kill them if they it the fish and set next to the fire Zuko created. They shared stories with each other about their past misadventures while they waited for the food to be ready. They probably should have held back a little with the embarrassing information, but it was just too good of a stress relief.
"A-and then, after I went back with an ostrich-horse, I filled for it a glass of water. Jasmine noticed me and asked just what exactly I had in my hand, you know what I told her?"
"What?"
Zuko was eagerly waiting for the answer.
"Water, you want some?"
They both laughed like madmen for a few minutes, they were just this much stressed.
"Hey, I think the fish is ready."
Mi-Dved said after they had their laugh.
They each took a piece of meat and started eating quietly. After a few minutes, Mi-Dved spoke.
"You know, your highness… I owe you an apology."
The earth bender said in middle of munching.
"What for?"
Zuko was confused, he didn't notice anything wrong with his partner.
Mi-Dved was quite for a moment until he spoke again.
"When you made your offer, I distrusted you. I took it mainly because it was the best choice by far, considering alternatives. All this time I just waited for the other shoe to drop and for you to stab me in the back like all the others eventually do. Instead, you took me as one of your own. You immediately followed your promise, you didn't haggle or abuse it like anyone else. Prick it, you actually went into this damnable swamp for me. And don't say otherwise, I know you could have other options."
Zuko stayed quiet and let the other teen talk.
"What I'm trying to say is… thank you, for everything."
"No problem, I-"
Suddenly the ground shook as the vegetation itself seemed to be alive.
Zuko and Mi-Dved quickly got up and held their respective weapon at ready, they were back-to-back as they faced the weird vines that tried to insnare them. Mi-Dved cut down any vine that came close with his axes while Zuko did the same with his swords.
"The prick is this?!"
Mi-Dved yelled as Zuko answered.
"No idea! You think we have some spirit activity, at last?"
Zuko tried fire bending at the vines, but the green things were too wet and humid to catch fire. Lightning was a no go as well, he remembered Sai telling him about materials that lightning is weak against grass. Besides, he didn't want to electrocute himself and Mi-Dved by mistake. He also didn't know what he may face, so he kept his blasts as last resort to preserve energy.
After a few minutes, the vines seemed to be annoyed at their lack of progress to achieve… whatever it was they were trying to do, Zuko wasn't sure what exactly, but knew it didn't mean well for him. The ever-fiercer attack of the vines ceased and there was silence for a few seconds.
Suddenly, the entire ground shook as a mass of green vegetation rose. The monster was at least thirty feet tall! Its entire body wad made of green vines and moss. In fact, the only thing not green was the pale bark on what Zuko thought was the head, the thing was a mocking chrysalis of a face with black holes for eyes and no mouth whatsoever.
"Holy prick."
The two teens stood wide eyed and mouth gaped at the sight of the thing. Zuko didn't know if it was his partner or himself that said it, but he wholeheartedly agreed. The spirit, for what it could be besides a spirit, raised one of its arms and the duo immediately broke from the shock and went to action in the face of danger.
The two broke and went to attack the thing in opposite directions, having spared to be one with the swamp by mere seconds. Zuko immediately flew up using fire bending on his legs as small jets and threw blast of explosions at the thing, it was no time to hold back.
From his side view, he saw Mi-Dved shooting rocks at the thing, but it was of little help. The earth bender instead opted to use his axes and one good earth bending guided strike managed to find itself deep in the white face of the monster, for all the good it did.
After a few minutes of this game of tag, Zuko managed to lend a good strong explosion right on the white husk of a face, destroying it completely.
The duo had little time to celebrate their trifling victory, as the thing decided to stop masquerading any semblance of humanity. Gone were the semi humanoid limbs and body, now the true form of the thing shown. An ever-shifting mass of vegetation swarmed angrily upon them.
They didn't have any time to react as the sheer mass of the vines swallowed them and separated them from each other.
In his panic, Zuko blasted explosion after explosion to set himself free. After some time that felt like forever, but couldn't be more than a few seconds, Zuko set himself free. The last of the tentacles was destroyed and Zuko looked around him, he could recognize a thing from the view. Wherever he was, it wasn't near the camp any longer. Mi-Dved was nowhere in sight as well.
"Blast it… Sai, what to do now?"
After a second of silence, he remembered that the helmet wasn't on him, but far off in the end of the swamp.
Damn… what is he going to do?
"Think Zuko, think."
He remembered Sai telling him that moss grows on the northern side of the trees, but it only worked in sunlit places. The swamp was anything but sunlit, so he had to find another method of direction.
Suddenly, he heard a noise nearby and suddenly he felt torn into two. It was as if two foreign presences inside his head told him to do the opposite of each other.
One told him to get away from the noise immediately, that it didn't belong here, and he should turn around as fast as possible and ignore it.
The other presence, that felt extremely identical to Sai, told him that he must investigate the anomaly immediately. That he must know what it is and that whatever he may find may be of use.
He obviously leaned more to the feeling that reminded him of Sai, even though he just had a terrible fight with a spirit and should be wary of anything.
The next noise was a growl and a splash of water followed by a yelp, some predator was going to kill something small. This made Zuko's choice as he rushed towards the noise.
When he got there, he saw that indeed some kind of a catfish and an alligator, catgator as Sai told him, was mercilessly mauling another animal that he had never seen or heard of before as it barely managed to get away from the jaws of the predator.
It was a cub with the head of a dog, body and limbs of a dog and a tail of a… dog. It was a pure dog puppy, strange. Its fur was tar black and its eyes were yellow and had blood rad pupils.
The first presence screamed at him to turn away, to let nature run its course. The second presence yelled to save the pup at any cost. The next pained yelp of the puppy as it was thrown against a tree was the final nail in Zuko's decision.
He quickly shot fire blasts at the big predator. When that didn't stop it, like it should have stopped any wild animal that looked for an easy meal, Zuko shot lightning at it and ending it's advance once and for all.
He picked the cub and suddenly both presences ceased to exist, though he thought he felt smugness from the second presence.
"Hi little guy, what are you doing here all alone?"
The puppy just wailed.
Zuko suddenly had an idea, he searched through the pockets of his belt and found some small pieces of meat from the fish earlier. He gave them to the puppy, which barked happily and shook his tail.
After a few moments of petting the cute thing, Zuko suddenly heard a voice.
"Little duckling! Where are you, my little duckling?"
No, it couldn't be. Even though he hadn't heard this voice in years, he would never forget it. But no, it just couldn't be it, it couldn't be…
AN
Cliffhanger !
anyway, more content about the swamp and past overlords was mentioned, when I pictured the corruption the swamp went I thought of Dark Souls/Bloodborne level of monstrosities.
Mi-Dved is showing a bit of his past, as well as experiencing the wider world and hearing of different people like our favorite crazy old man Bumi, who I have plans for later in the story. As well as expressing his dislike for birds. To be frank, when I first saw those ostrich-horses, I immediately thought about the prehistoric terror birds. I don't care if the cartoon showed then eating grain, no bird with beaks like that isn't a predator.
And while Zuko and Mi-Dved grow closer, he and Iroh are growing farther apart, and someone else is adding fuel to the fire.
We see a bit of the chaos thar Toph's kidnapping caused, and it will only grow as time passes. We also see how Mi-Sha is trying to mold our favorite blind earth bender to his image, I promise that you will see more of her story in the next chapter.
The factory is coming to existence, and Lagon doesn't care about holding back. It's mind bugling how much people can do if you pay them enough money. I only wonder what will happen to the mining village now that their main force is far-far away.
We also see how the crew grew as a fighting force and as loyal soldiers, this hunt will have significant consequences that will be reviled in the future.
Another familiar face is shown, the swamp "monster", I hope I did it justice.
And Zuko found a pet! more about it and its importance will be cleared in the next chapter, and who were the to things Zuko felt, I wonder...
And now for the most important question, who is it that Zuko heard? I will be glad to hear your answers.
Chapter 11: Chapter 10
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 10
"Mom?!"
He would never forget her voice, the same voice that calmed him down after he failed or told him a story before bedtime. But what in Koa is his mother doing here in all places? Is it where she disappeared all this time?
"Where are you my little duckling?"
"Mom! I'm here!"
"Oh, there you are, sweety~"
They ran towards each other and Zuko prepared to hug his mother. When they touched, however, all he could feel is nothingness as his mother literally walked past him.
"What?"
Then suddenly it came down to him, Sai told him that the swamp shows visions of people that are believed to be lost or gone. Whatever was before him, no matter how identical it was, wasn't his mother. The face, the skin color, the hair, even the eyes and lips, all of it was the same as he remembered… the same as he remembered, but also not.
She looked a bit older, not that someone would have noticed it if they weren't her son, she looked like she should be now, and not as he remembered her from childhood. Isn't the swamp supposed to show specters of visions past? It concerned Zuko more than he expected, illusions of the past are hurtful but easy to distinguish, but this? Is it another vile trick of a treacherous swamp or a vision about his mom?
"There you are, my little duckling~"
"*giggle*"
"What?!"
Before he could finish comprehending what was happening, the giggle of a little baby distracted him. As he turned to face his mother, the baby in question suddenly appeared next to his mother. The baby had some resemblance to his mother, which left no question about the relationship between the two.
"Noriko!"
A new voice called, this one was that of a man.
To Zuko's astonishment, his mother's appearance changed. Her face grew plainer and uglier, her figure changed as well. The strange thing was that her original appearance still floated over her face, like a semitransparent mask.
"Dear, how are you?"
"DEAR? Who is this guy mom!"
The man that walked in had the same condition as his mom, both had the same kind of masked semitransparent faces floating above their heads.
"Good, I just finished work, so we have the rest of the day for ourselves. How is little Kiyi?"
"*giggle* As you can see, she's a very active baby. it's already a starting to be a burden to look after her. It's good thing she doesn't have any brothers or sisters."
"Mom… What are you talking about…"
The entire thing was surreal for him, he couldn't take it much longer. Why did the swamp show him this? Why does mom have this strange condition with the face? Did she even remember him?
The baby giggled again.
"Yes~ who's my only child? You are~ yes, you are~"
This was the last straw for Zuko, he couldn't except it. The thought that mom ran away to be with someone else and either forgot or didn't care about him (he couldn't decide which was worse) was to much for him. Illusion or not, real or not, he wouldn't except it!
"Three years! You were gone for three years! One night you say goodbye and leave, never to return, and now you have a new family and act as if we, as if I never existed?!"
Zuko ranted to the specter, tears started to form in his eyes as he continued.
"Do you know how hard it was? The entire family was in shambles, Lu-tan dead, grandpa dead, half or the family gone! And what did you do? You left! And now you replaced me with this fat-ball!"
Zuko angerly pointed at the thing in his mother's hands.
The people before him seemed to take no notice of his presence, as if he was the ghost. Zuko couldn't take it, he ran away crying and wailing all the way.
Mi-Dved had a very unpleasant time in the swamp so far. Between the usual nature and the monster, it was quickly growing to be one of his worst days in life. The bright side was that at least the rumors about spirits in the swamp were confirmed, so other rumors are probably true as well.
After his desperate swinging of his axes caught a root, he was able to tear himself away from the swarm of vines. He found himself lost and alone, not unlike how he felt when the pirates first caught him. Is this his fate? To stay alone forever? To open himself and befriend someone only for them to betray him of for a tragedy to strike, leaving him hurt and alone once again?
He suddenly heard a splash of water. Immediately, he was on guard with weapons drawn. He scanned the environment for threats and noticed some disturbance in the corner of his eyes. He may look like a brute, but he had experience in a dirty fight, from both sides. You don't survive in the streets of Amora without having a sense of danger that lurked in the shadowy slums.
"Come out, cowered!"
He heard a giggle, a very familiar giggle, before a figure jumped high from the shadows. Id did a complete three hundred and sixty degree spin and faced him a dozen feet away from him.
"Now that's no way to talk to your little sister, is it~"
The girl before him was indeed very familiar to his own sister, at least in voice and body. It had a green kimono and a strange half-circled hat, as well as painted face and twin fans on each hand. One hid her face up to her eyes in the same manner he saw the women of the night do when they were hunting for targets.
"Goodbye~"
The thing quickly ran away with giggles following it. he silently thanked Zuko for preparing him for that, if hadn't known beforehand he may have gone to some shock and maybe even believe that this thing was his sister. Whatever that thing was, it was his only chance to find some information about the whereabouts of Jasmine, he couldn't let it get away.
"Come here!"
"Catch me if you can~"
The thing sure had his sister's annoying attitude when she was feeling like it…
Zuko ran for what felt like hours sobbing, he didn't keep watch on the time. Really, how pathetic he was, he can't even stand up to an illusion. His father was right, he really is a failure. He found a tree that looked clean enough and sat there to rest and cry.
Suddenly, he heard a bark. When he looked to see what it was, he saw the same puppy he saved earlier looking back at him. He forgot all about the creature in his hast to flee, now he felt even worse.
Luckily, the animal didn't seem to mind as it got closer and rested its head against Zuko's leg. He rubbed its head affectionly, which seemed to calm him down.
"You're very cute, you know that?"
The puppy barked happily, its tail shook from side to side.
Zuko stayed like that for some time, the animal slowly cured him of the vile feelings he had earlier. He decided to take it with him, at least until he could find it a good home. He owned it at least that much.
"Now what to call you…"
"Zuko tried to find a fitting name but no matter what he thought of, it just didn't seem right. The animal had an otherworldly feeling about it, not the holy or spiritual kind, but that kind of a stranger. But he couldn't call it that, it would be extremely rude.
As he was thinking, the puppy suddenly growled at something in the distance. He decided to trust the animal's instinct and rose to prepare himself for battle.
The puppy continued barking, sometimes at the same spot, sometimes at a different one, Zuko stayed in alert. Then, he noticed the vegetation moving around him, not unlike what happened with the plant monster, he immediately knew what is going to happen.
He caught the puppy with his arms and remembering what Sai said about the top of the trees, he used his bending to fly there. From there, he rained explosions and fire upon the newly constructed swamp monster.
One good thing that came up was that he now had a big target to direct all his rage, sadness and aggression on without the need to hold back. He saw the thing as a part of the conspiracy of the swamp, and held it responsible for his newly acquired trauma as well.
"You shall suffer as I have!"
By Toph's calculation, it was a day after the "initiation". Luckily, she "merely" broke the kid's arms and bluffed something about a fitting punishment for the crime. To everyone's relief, Mi-Sha seemed to buy it and let the kid go.
Now, she was in her new uniform that supposedly made her look like the rest of the bandits that are under Mi-Sha. She didn't miss the irony of the situation concerning her stage title.
Anyway, she was moved with other bandits by some man she didn't know. Apparently, she was now a cadet, whatever that means, and is now under the surveillance of her operator. They moved to the south and went around a few villages along the way.
They continued to do so, until the operator stopped at one of the villages, she remembered passing near it when she ran away from home.
The operator turned to her and spoke in a quiet voice.
"Listen kid, remember what the boss told you? To listen to my commands as if they were his?"
"Yes…"
"Sir, you're suppose to say 'yes sir'. Just remember that the boss will know everything that happened here, something to think about."
"Yes… sir…."
She said while grinding her teeth.
"Much better. Now listen, this area is late in protection money. They think that just because those snobs at Gaoling sent a few pretty boys to the villages around here, they are suddenly above payment. Crazy, right?"
At her silence the operator continued.
"Anyway, after I'm going to offer a very generous offer to the boys at the gate, they will say either yay or nay. If they say yay then all is good, if they say nay? Oh, then it's your turn to return something for the boss's generosity and trash the village, make an example out of it. Kapish?"
"Yes… sir…"
"Good girl."
The thug then went to the gate, after some commotion he sent a signal of nay and Toph sighed. She hated everything as she started earth bending.
Mi-Dved started to get tired from the run, it appears that the thing he was chasing had much more stamina than his sister. Which to be fair, he should have expected. Spirits don't need to breathe after all.
"Come here and tell me where is my sister!"
"Come here and make me~"
Damn thing continued to be annoying all the way. He would have gone mad from all the taunting, but then again, he was chasing a spirit in a haunted swamp to make her tell him where his sister is. He suspected that that line was already crossed.
After some time of running, tripping and getting branches smacked on his face, he was reasonably tired. But it seems that his target had some sadistic side to it, because it kept itself just out of his reach to taunt him.
He had to stop to get some air, it seemed like the thing copying his sister found it as grand opportunity to run circles around him, literally.
"Come on! That can't be it!"
"Tired already? Is that all you have for your poor sister?"
"You now I'm just a few feet away, right? Are you really such a fat loser?"
It seemed that running around him did nothing to stop her taunts.
Suddenly, an explanation was heard to his left.
"What…"
That could only be Zuko, no other creature could make that sound.
"What's wrong? I'm here, you snooze you lose, sucker!"
The thing started running in the other direction while laughing.
He was about to chase it but stopped himself for the last moment. What was he even thinking? The thing obviously wanted him to follow it away from Zuko, who was obviously in trouble. Without sparing a glance in the other direction, he ran towards the explosions.
When he got to the battlefield, he saw the same swamp monster attacking Zuko. This time, however, the fire bender jumped from tree to tree to avoid its tentacles and sent blast after blast at the thing. After a look closer, he saw thar Zuko had some animal in his bag but decided that now wasn't a time for questions.
It seemed like the swamp monster had its entire attention on the prince, so he had time to think about his course of action. The face was a no-go, they experienced firsthand that attacking it didn't do much damage. So maybe it had some other weak spot, but where?
Maybe there is some spot in the middle of the infested vines, like a heart of sort. Something had to command all those vines. It had many holes, he admitted it himself, but he didn't have many choices. It was do or die, he had to cut his way into the beast ant kill it from inside.
And so, with new resolve, he jumped on the swamp monster from behind. He used his earth bending to create a rump and jumped right into the middle of the monster's back. This time there was more ground and less vegetation, so he could use his earth bending much easier.
He nailed a piece in the beast, which gave no indication of noticing. Apparently, a rain of fire and explosions had higher priority than being nailed in the back, although, to be fair, Zuko did make a very good distraction. Mi-Dved believed he lost his hearing a few times with how the explosions shook the thing.
Anyway, it gave him the perfect opportunity to cut into the swamp monster. There were a few scary times when he thought he was going to fall, but thankfully he held on with his earth bending.
After what felt like an hour (although he knew it couldn't be more than a few minutes), he finally felt like he was hitting something harder than vines. With new resolve, he let a mighty blow enhanced by earth bending the rocks on the axes and broke through the harder plants. The rays of sunlight tore apart the vale of darkness that was the swamp monster's core and revealed… the face of a man?!
Said man looked back frightfully and used his plants to expel the invader.
"A man! There is a man inside controlling it!"
He yelled to the prince.
Lieutenant Jee was glad the prince had a good relationship with the lieutenants of the port, as he was quick to secure a meeting with lieutenant Shen. The cause of the meeting was about the progress of the decryption of the pirate messages, or rather lack of progress.
Most of the messages were of lesser concern like reports of attacks committed, loot on the ship, and so on. But the important things like meeting places and hiding spots were still unknown.
There was also this problem with the skin strips. When he and the men raided the captain's cabin, they found a few strips of animal skin with letters on them. He ordered to take them in any case because he thought that it was some kind of encrypted code, but for the love of Agni, he couldn't figure it out!
It also wasn't just in the first ship they hunted. They managed to catch another two pirate ships, and all of them had those weird strips of letters in their cabins. So at least he knew that they were important.
They tried putting the strips together, they tried to turn the strips around like a circle, but nothing worked. Any decryption they knew also didn't solve the problem. So eager for results, and a little desperate for progress, he hoped the old lieutenant could shed some light on the mystery.
"Thank you for seeing me in such a short notice, lieutenant Shen."
"Think nothing of it, lieutenant Jee. The prince made many aspects of my work easier, so we both should thank him instead. How is he by the way?"
"The prince is investigating a lead on the mainland, he will be back in a few days. I'm here because the prince ordered us to hunt down the pirate remnants and gather as much intelligence as possible. We had a drawback, however."
"Oh? It's good to hear that the young prince takes seriously the safety of his territory, it's a good sign for the future. So how can I help you?"
Jee showed his fellow lieutenant the strips he found.
"The ships we raised had those things in the captain's cabin. We're sure that they have encrypted messages, but we can't figure out anything. We tried any decryption we knew, even putting together the strips, but nothing worked. I hoped that with your experience we may find some clue."
Shen looked at the strips with interest for a few minutes.
"Hm… May I take one for a minute, lieutenant?"
The old man asked.
"Sure, feel free to look for however long you need."
Shen took one strip and felt it with his fingers. He then looked on both sides of the thing for a few moments, stating his curiosity. Finally, he addressed the younger lieutenant.
"If I'm right, I may have found a solution to our problems. Look at this letter here and that one there, you see that both are unfinished?"
Jee looked at it and noticed it.
"Yes, we thought that it may be some code, but nothing stood out, they also belong to different letters from what we gathered."
The older man nodded at Jee's words.
"Yes, it's hardly something that can be reviled by wordplay, and that's where you went wrong. There is no clever wordplay at work. Now see this, those two signs seem unrelated, right?"
"Yes, sir."
"But now if I warp them around my hand like this… Suddenly they complete each other to the letter 'g', right?"
"By Agni!"
"Yes, messages like this one are written on a skin strip that is warped around a pole in a particular way, therefore making it unencryptable when the message is finished. That is, unless the other side has the same pole. Even a change of a hair width in the diameter of the pole can make the message unreadable."
"Amazing… So all we have to do is try to warp them on different pole like objects we confiscated from the captain's cabin?"
"Certainly looks like it, lieutenant. I wish you luck in your endeavor, may Agni shine on you and yours."
"And may he shine on you and yours as well, sir. Thank you, for everything."
"Think nothing of it, it's the least I can do for the prince after all. Please send him my regards."
"Will do, bye!"
Jee left the office in lifted spirits, he now knew exactly what to do. He's just glad that the prince ordered them to take anything from the captain's cabin, no matter how trivial it looked. They may have been in a bit of a pickle trying to find the pole otherwise.
He just hoped that the prince was doing as well as he is right now.
Zuko wasn't doing great now, at all. While he had to admit that the swamp monster was an excellent punching bag, it was maybe too good at absorbing his hits.
All the emotions from his encounter with his "mother" fueled his Sozin style bending, making it ten times stronger. The problem was, he was losing energy almost as fast, soon he wouldn't have enough chi to fire bend.
The monster also didn't seem to take any notice of all the vine tentacles he blasted off as it immediately replaced them with new ones. He was starting to suspect that it could regrow them much faster than he could destroy, with much less problem as well.
He jumped from tree to tree as he evaded the vines, the puppy in his bag squirmed as result. He was afraid a few times that it may fall off, but he had more pressing concerns at the moment.
After some time, he happily noticed that Mi-Dved was back, quite frankly, he was afraid that the earth bender was lost forever. He noticed that his friend was trying to cut a way to the monster from behind, so he took initiative, and focus on keeping the monster's attention on him while Mi-Dved did his work.
After a few minutes he heard his friend scream.
"A man! There is a man inside controlling it!"
What! It was a man all along? But how?!
Then he remembered that Sai told him that some water benders of the swamp may be able to control the vegetation by water bending the water inside. Now he felt stupid for not considering it before.
Nevermind, at least now he knew what they did wrong the entire time. They thought the plants were sentient and therefore could feel pain, instead, it was some fat water bender that merely laughed and replaced the vines he destroyed while he himself was out of danger. So all he had to do now was…
"Attack the belly!"
A new bombardment was directed at the belly. Now that the tentacles were mostly ignored, the focus of the attack was the water bender inside. Results were showing, as the water bender was forced to defend himself.
The plants were rarely attacking, almost always on defense. The monster's form was starting to deform as well, it seems that the constant attacks on his person made the water bander lose focus on his monstrosity.
At long last, they were able to get rid of enough vines so they could see a small part the man inside the, now it looked more like a cocoon then a monster. Zuko knew that they would win, and the man knew it too, his attacks became more desperate, his control on the, now much smaller, plans mass was more aggressive.
Zuko was afraid that the enemy may stall for reinforcement to arrive, which he and Mi-Dved didn't need as all. The both of them were tired enough as it is, he didn't believe they would have many, if at all, chi after the fight.
Surprisingly, salvation came from his bag, as the puppy jumped out of it. It ran across the vines and with great agility, it jumped right through a hole that was created and mauled the water bender.
Whatever was left of the monster was dissolved with a scream, as the water bender tried to get the animal off him.
A quick hit from the flat side of Mi-Dved's earth bending directed axe was enough to knock the fat man to the ground. His friend then continued by throwing his two axes at the water bender's hands, immobilizing them by pressing them to the ground by earth bending the rocks in the axes.
Now that the man was trapped and not a threat anymore, Zuko could get a good look at their assailant. He looked like a stereotypical homeless person that you expected to find living in a swamp.
"Ok, you have ten seconds to explain yourself!"
Zuko said as he knelt and stabbed his sword near the left ear of the man.
"I-I…"
"Talk!"
Zuko set his sword on fire for extra effect.
"I just protected the swamp! You hurt it, cutting it with your swords and axes! I was only going to scare you! I swear!"
"And look how that went."
Mi-Dved said while kicking the man in the side.
Zuko held his other hand at a stop sign.
"Look, as you can see, my partner here didn't appreciate your monster thing. Neither am I to tell you the truth. Quite frankly, I can say that the swamp left us both extremely pissed, and you are a very tempting target to let our frustration out. You see where I'm going?"
The water bender stayed quiet.
"But if you answer some questions of ours, we may look past our differences. Do you understand me?"
"What do you want?"
The man asked with a little defiance in his tone, which Zuko ignored. He pulled his sword and returned it to its place before asking.
"The visions the swamp showed us, what do they mean?"
"The swamp shows us visions of people we believe are lost, to remind us that they aren't really lost as long as we remember them. For time is an illusion and so is death."
"What does a semi transparent face mask on another face mean?"
"I don't know."
This frustrated Zuko, he needed to know what his vision about his mother meant. No way this man, who were raised in the swamp (and had its blessing if he could control plants) didn't know what his vision meant.
"I'll ask again… What does it mean?"
He asked more forcefully now.
"I really don't know! Every vision is unique."
Zuko lost his patience.
"ANSWER ME!"
"Please! I don't know! I don't know!"
"Zuko."
He felt a hand on his right shoulder, when he looked up, he saw Mi-Dved looking at him in understanding. He found himself with a flaming sword near the water bender's ear again, he noticed that he was crying as well.
"It's enough, he really doesn't know."
Zuko took a few breaths to calm down.
"You're right, sorry. Anyway, I have last question before we walk away. Unless Mi-Dved, you have something?"
The earth bender shook his head in denial.
"Alright, anyway, I felt something in my head, a foreign presence that wanted me to do something. Do you know something about that?"
"Oh? Well, sometimes, the swamp sends a warning to people before they do something terrible, and I can guess the reason why…"
The water bender looked down distastefully at the little animal at Zuko's feet. The animal returned a growl in response.
"Why does the swamp want it dead?"
The swamp man was silent for a moment.
"You, me, the animals and the trees in the swamp, we're not different. We all came from the same seed, we have the same roots. Even if most people don't act like it."
The "like you" was left unsaid in the air.
"But this thing?"
He looked at the puppy again.
"This thing doesn't belong here, it's not part of our roots. It's an outsider, an invasive species that will ruin us all if allowed to fester. That's why the swamp wants to get rid of it, that's why you must get rid of it."
Zuko looked at the cute animal next to him, he remembered how it tried to cheer him up. Then he looked at the man that attacked him, his decision was an easy one.
"Knock him out."
"What?!"
Mi-Dved kicked the man in the head, knocking him out.
"You could have asked him about the way out, you know."
Mi-Dved looked at Zuko.
"You actually trust him to tell us that?"
"No, I suppose I don't . So what now?"
Zuko thought about Sai, suddenly he felt something in his head. It was a nagging feeling that pointed him in one direction, like a compass. Looks like Sai finished his business as well.
"We pick a random direction and stick to it, the swamp must and somewhere. From there we can ask for directions or buy a map. You did see something about your sister, right?"
The earth bender nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, saw my sister with makeup and green kimono. She had a pair of metal fans and dis some acrobatics that I know she can't do in real life. Got any clue?"
Zuko thought about it as he started walking in the direction Sai was pointing, it did sound familiar.
"Your description matches a Kioshi warrior to the point, they are an all female fighting force that upholds the legacy of Avatar Kioshi. They are native to Kioshi island, so at least we have a starting point. I will tell the crew about our next destination."
Mi-Dved looked extremely happy.
"Wait, Kioshi warriors, Kioshi island? Someone had an ego."
Zuko shrugged his hands, he didn't have any answer to this.
"Can we take the monster mask as a trophy?"
"Of course, you will carry it thou, you're the stronger one here."
"By the way, what to do about this guy?"
Mi-Dved pointed at the unconscious water bender.
Zuko thought about it. The man attacked them and made an attempt on their lives. No matter what the man said, a good hit from one of the vines it lethal. But he only tried to protect his home, Zuko could relate to that.
It didn't excuse his actions, however, he could easily just come and ask them and attack only if being attacked. This entire incident could have been easily avoided. Then there was the whole root thing that just rubbed him wrong, it also showed how cruel and merciless the man could be with things that are out of his philosophy.
Zuko decided the course of action.
"Leave him, we'll be long gone by the time he wakes up."
"And if some animal finds him?"
"The swamp will decide his fate, we have 'the same roots ' after all."
Zuko began to walk.
Mi-Dved shrugged his shoulders and followed, he had no problems with leaving the man to his fate.
And so, in this cheery note, they began their track back to civilization.
"Black Koi fish."
Lieutenant Jee repeated what the soldier before him said.
"Yes, sir. The messages tell that the organized piracy in the region is controlled by the 'Black Koi Fish' group. It mainly mentions routes of both earth kingdom's patrols and Kioshi warrior's patrols. We could definitely use it to our advantage."
"Very well, I will inform the prince. What can you tell me about the group itself? What are their areas of expertise?"
"From what we gathered, they are mainly extorting the local fishermen for a share in the elephant-koi market. Therefore, they have complete monopoly on the elephant-koi market, probably also the source of the name."
"Besides the usual piracy, they also engage in what must be the most complicated and expensive makeup in the world."
"What do you mean by that? How expensive are we talking about?"
"Every operation with 'makeup' needs at least one hundred thugs to participate. Even the cheapest 'makeup' is sold for no less than two hundred gold pieces, and it's only a 'raw' product."
"Dear Agni! With that sum you could think that they sell… the Kioshi warriors… themselves…"
"That's the conclusion we reached as well."
"The prince must know as soon as possible! When will be the next operation?"
Iroh waited for a day and a half for the boys to return. Thankfully, he had enough food for himself and for the tree mounts to last this long. He still remembered young Mi-Dved's words about the birds and quite frankly, he didn't want to test the theory. While he would sooner fry the birds than be a human sized appetizer, he was glad that the two came when they did.
He had mixed feelings about the trip. On one hand, it was good for Zuko to have a building spiritual experience to mature. On the other hand, he was afraid that his nephew wasn't ready for such a thing. It was clear that he would get visions of his mother, but Iroh didn't know how the boy would respond. He could have had visions of his father's love, but the swamp grants visions of the lost, not the non-existent, so he didn't have to fear anything on that front.
Either way, he was glad to see the boys return. They both looked like they had a tuff trip, but they had smiles as well. He also noticed some kind of animal resting in Zuko's bag, he was eager to hear the story of that one.
"Nephew! I'm glad you came back! I hope your trip was fruitful. And who is our new friend here?"
It was hard to tell with the helmet, but Iroh was sure that Zuko was smiling underneath.
"Hi uncle, glad to be back. The trip was… something. But what's important is that we now know our next course of action."
"Really? Then what is it?"
"Mi-Dved saw his sister dressed as a Kioshi warrior, so we thought it would be our next stop. I may also find some information about the Avatar there, it was the home of the last earth Avatar for over a century."
"Hm… a sound decision. But how do you plan to get there? It's a natural island after all."
"We… still haven't decided. We wanted to talk with you and lieutenant Jee first."
"It's understandable, we'll talk back at the ship. But for now, please, tell me about your trip."
And they did. As they mounted their beasts, the two told Iroh about their adventures. They told him about their frustrating start, to which Iroh related. They told him about the swamp monster's attack and how they got separated. Iroh immediately recognized Huu the swamp bender and while not appreciating scaring his nephew like that, he could understand the swamp bender's motives. He just hoped that Zuko would be more considerate to the nature around him as a result.
Then Mi-Dved talked about his vision and Zuko talked about how he met the small puppy, a hellhound he called it. He agreed that they should head toward Kioshi, and the experience may help point Zuko to the right direction. Hearing all the good Avatar Kioshi did may cause doubts inside him about the rightfulness of his mission.
He also was extremely curious about the hellhound, he had never seen something like that in all his travels (which means a lot). While a little concerned about the species name, he could hardly fault the creature. But he did wonder how it would look as an adult, saber-toothed-moose-lion look cute as well as a cub.
When they talked about the part where they reunited and finally defeated the monster, he was proud of the progress his nephew showed in his fire bending (even if he had little part in it, much to his carnage), as well as the teamwork he and Mi-Dved had. But the next thing they said ruined everything and left him in much distress.
"You left an old man to his fate in a swamp filled with dangerous creatures?! We have to go back now!"
"He should be already wake up by now, or dead."
His nephew shrugged.
"Either way, it's useless to go back now. Besides, you can return to the swamp if you want, but there is no way I'm going back there. Let the savage test his 'we are the same' theory."
His nephew continued to walk as if nothing happened.
He couldn't believe it, never was he so ashamed of his nephew. How could he himself, as a mentoring figure, allow his nephew to become such a person who leave his fellow men for dead. No, this will stop. Now!
He moved his mount and stopped before the duo, cutting off their advance.
"No nephew! We will return to the swamp, find the man you left for dead, and you will apologize for your actions. You have lost yourself completely, nephew. You are starting to act like-"
"My father?"
Zuko answered back.
"I wouldn't go out of my way to help someone who attacked me! And in case you didn't notice, dad it the fire lord! While you are a fat lazy tea addict!"
There was a silence.
"You are out of line, nephew. You will go back with me at once. I'm done letting you throw your morals away!"
"Make me!"
The tension was high as the two eyed each other, it pained his old heart to see that things came down to this. Just as it looked like they were going to blow, relief came from an unexpected source.
"Is that smoke?"
Mi-Dved said while pointing at a point where they were heading, where the village they dined in was. Wordlessly, he and his nephew quicken their respective mount's pace toward the village.
"What happened here?!"
His nephew asked in an enraged tone, it seems the boy hadn't lost all sense of decency just yet. Maybe there is hope yet, as opposed to the rest of the village.
What was once a small but flourishing village is now a wreckage of stone and wood, with fire here and there. The stone gates from which they came and went last time were now merely piles of stones, the guards nowhere to be seen. As they went inside the village, they saw that no building was left standing. There were no people in sight, or at least Iroh didn't see any.
They were near the inn where they ate last time as suddenly the hellhound cub (they really needed to find a name, if they were going to keep it anyway) jumped off Zuko's bag and sniffed at the entrance of the building. It ran to some pile of stone and wood and barked at it.
His nephew jumped off his mount and ran towards the same place.
"Come on! There is someone trapped in there!"
Mi-Dved and himself followed the young prince.
"Help me move this beam."
Zuko ordered the earth bender.
Together they moved the beam to discover the hand of the same waitress that fed them. Iroh pulled her out of the wreckage as the two teens held of all the obstacles in the way. After checking her pulse and confirming she was just unconscious, Zuko made electricity in his hand (Iroh still didn't understand how it was possible, it's not how lightning bending worked) and shook the waitress. She woke immediately with a jolt.
"What!? Where!?"
After explaining her about the state they found her in, as well as asking about the events that led to the state of the village, she told them all she knew after the initial shock.
Apparently not long after the trio left, a small group of bandits came, saying that they came to make an example of the village. This village as well as other villages were under the protection of guards from the Beifong family to secure the routes of trade, effective troops that held back the thugs and ruffians. At least they did.
The small group that came, not even close to be a threat to the professional guards, proclaimed that the entire region must pay protection now. That the complete destruction of the village will show others what happened to those who resist.
The guards of course were ready to lay waste on the criminals, but then out of nowhere there was an earthquake and the entire village just crumbled. She lost consciousness when the inn fell on her and didn't know what happened next.
His nephew agreed to help look for survivors and with the help of the hellhound cub they managed to find and rescue most of the villagers. The puppy proved to be a great stress relief for the children, as they played and petted it.
Once finished, Zuko addressed the people.
"Listen up! For all who are interested, I have a new place for you to live in. far from bandits and outlaws. The catch is, that it's an island colony of the fire nation."
The villagers were concerned, to put it lightly. They were thought to fear the fire nation since birth after all, in fact some were starting to think of conspiracy.
"You are a fire nation spy!"
"Do you plan to enslave us?!"
"Get away from my kids!"
"You brought the thugs here, didn't you?!"
"SILENCE!"
Zuko shouted as arcs of lightning shot a dozen feet around him and the helmet produces a main of fire that rose twenty feet high, rest assure there was silence after that.
"I may be a fire bender, but I'm the one who got you all out of the rubble! I deserve at least the benefit of doubt!"
His nephew continued.
"I have no connection to the tragedy that was here! I came here because I had to deal with something in the swamp!"
He pointed at Mi-Dved, who got the clue and showed the human sized mask they took as a trophy from Huu. It seemed to awe the people, as they were superstitious about the swamp that was near them, and outright believed that it was some skull of a swamp monster.
"I have personally cleared the south-eastern seas of piracy, you will have no problems like that there. I'm building a factory there, and I will need a village to support its workers. You will be treated fairly and live peacefully behind the safety of the fire nation's strong navy. I wouldn't force you to do anything but consider alternatives."
He moved his right hand in a semi-circle motion, addressing the entire ruined village.
"Either or, I'm giving you this letter I wrote and sealed. With it you can go south to the now fire nation controlled port and they will allow you a free pass to a ship that will bring you to the island, your choice."
With that Zuko signaled Mi-Dved and himself to move out.
Just why did his nephew had to be so complicated, one moment he left a man that didn't deserved it for dead, the other he saves an entire village and gives them a new safe place to live. He didn't know how to act with such a switching personality.
Chapter 12: Chapter 11
Chapter Text
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Chapter 11
Zuko returned to the base with his uncle and Mi-Dved on their seventh day, just as they planned. He got a hero's welcome as the men and women of the army surrounded him, it seemed like they thought he returned from another bandit hunt. To be fair, the swamp monster's mask did grant them some attention, the thing was the size of a full-grown man.
Mi-Dved also didn't miss the opportunity to go in detail about their fight with the monster, Zuko had to admit that the earth bender had talent for dramatic storytelling. But maybe it was just the experience of having heard the announcers in the fighting tournaments he had in Amora.
Anyway, it soon became an entire party when they got to the mass hole. Sai suggested putting the mask on full display at the center of the wall for everyone to see and Zuko agreed. Now alcohol flew as Mi-Dved's tales became more and more outlandish, and the people bought it. His last successful missions and battles opened the minds of the soldiers to outlandish tales.
He presented them with the hellhound, claiming it to be exotic creature from the spirit world thar he found in the swamp, which was partly true. He still processed the information that Sai gave him about the hellhound.
Apparently, hellhounds are neither from this world nor the spirit world, but from a completely different dimension. As the overlords played more and more with higher powers, they thinned the rift between neighboring realms of existence. The spirit world, that is unstable as is, quickly became a hotspot of otherworldly interest. Even the human world wasn't spared, as a verity of abominations began calling this world home.
When Zuko asked Sai why in Agni's name the overlords thought it was a good idea, Sai told him that most of their (and by proxy, his) knowledge came from foreign dimensions, and that the knowledge and resources helped the people very much.
Hellhounds were dog-like creatures of varying sizes, shapes and skills. Chief among them was the famous (according to Sai, Zuko never heard of it) three headed dog Cerberus, a monstrous creature the size of a mountain that relentlessly guarded the entire to the underworld. From what Sai shared with him, the underworld is a spirit word dedicated for the judgement of the souls of mortals, from the best of the best to the worst of the worst. Sai outright refused to share anything else besides the fact thar it was ruled with an iron fist by a being of immense power, Sai didn't even tell its name from fear of getting its attention.
Zuko decided to drop the subject, he was relieved when Sai said that his soul wouldn't go there when he dies. As for the hellhound cub he found, it without a doubt will be a fitting royal companion. This breed is very intelligent and extremely loyal, with a sharp nose second only to a Shirshu and the ability to grow to impressive size, there was no place of doubt about the significance of such creature.
He decided to retire a bit early, he told the soldiers that he still had reports to do, as well as to put the puppy (he still needed to find a name for it) to sleep. The others nodded in understanding and bid him farewell.
When Zuko entered his room at the port, he wrote two letters. One for Labon, informing him about the possible manpower he may get as well as asking the status of the factory. He gave clear instructions about the villagers, they are there to live their lives and support the workers with the usual day-to-day products, not to slave for the factory. He wrote that the propaganda results for the both of them would far suppress the cost of the villagers, that will be returned as well in duo time.
The second letter was informing commander Zhao about the villagers that may come and about letting them go to the island without harassment. He appealed to the man's ambitions by writing how good it would look on his records. Zuko (Sai) even suggested a new way for Zhao to get the reorganization he so rightfully deserves. Zuko suggested that the navy could once every few days take a convey of civilian ships from one side of the territory to the other side of the sea strip, that way the navy would patrol the ships, as well as get money from the fee of the convey.
He thought about writing a letter to his father, but decided against it for now, he was still too confused about the vision he had and didn't want to upset his father about it.
As he finished his letters, a knock on the door was heard.
"Your highness, may I come in?"
Zuko heard lieutenant Jee's voice from across the door, it seemed that his crew had arrived now as well.
"Yes, come in."
"Thank you, sir. Sorry for the interruption, but we have found some interesting transmissions from our raids."
"Think nothing of it, what did you get?"
Lieutenant Jee pulled a few strips of skin out of his pocket and showed them to Zuko.
"Those are encrypted messages, if you wrap them around a special pole, you will be able to read them. To summarize, the de facto pirate leaders of the reign are the 'Black Koi' pirates. They are a relatively small force but have monopoly on the elephant-koi business."
The lieutenant then explained about that particular group and their operations. It seems that they as well were getting orders from a source in the mainland (this Mi-Sha person, if Zuko had to guess). The lieutenant also told Zuko about the "most valuable product" of the group.
"This… is certainly interesting… Tell me Lieutenant Jee, what do you think is the best course of action?"
The man took a few seconds to reply.
"That's… a hard question, your highness. Maybe we should console your uncle about it?"
Zuko made a sour look.
"Uncle and I aren't on speaking terms right now, something about a disagreement about the state I left a man who assaulted me during the mission at the swamp. But don't mind that, I asked about your opinion, not my uncle's."
"Well… I don't think that a frontal assault is the right answer. Kyoshi island is a natural ground, its waters are as well. A frontal attack like that, besides the fact that we will have to fight the Kyoshi warriors before we could reach the pirates, will have political consequences. Quite frankly, as much as I think we as a fighting force improved, I don't want to test us against the Kyoshi warriors."
"I see, a fine assessment, and I see your points. So what would you have us do?"
"Hmm… the pirates must be dealt with, as long as they have a place to rest and regroup, they will continue to be a nuisance. The Kyoshi warriors must hate them as much as we do, if we just give them the details about the rotes and hiding places, they will take care of it."
"You're not wrong, but they didn't take care of it until now, why would they do it after we give them the details?"
"As I understand it, the Black Koi are able to have hold by avoiding the warriors. Even the kidnapping operations are a joint venture between all the pirates in the region. What more concerning me is how they were able to avoid detection up until now, and how detailed their information on the Kyoshi patrols and defenses."
"You suspect corruption?"
"I don't know, I'm just saying it's highly possible according to evidence. While I don't think it's the Kyoshi warriors themselves, I think that someone close is the source of the leak."
"Hmm…"
Zuko privately had a conversation with Sai.
'What do you think we should do?'
" Public display will tip the pirates off, the information must be given secretly, and to the eyes of the head of the Kyoshi warriors alone. I know little of this Kyoshi, so I can't judge the warriors. What I suggest is…"
"If we go to with the ship, the pirates may suspect something and hide even farther. Fortunately for us, it seems that Mi-Dved's sister may be on this island as well. We'll use this opportunity to send a small force to the island, when the Kyoshi warriors intercept us, we'll claim to look after Jasmine. If we show them the strips in the process, then all the better."
"A good idea, but who will we send?"
"Mi-Dved and I will go alone… actually, we'll take the hellhound as well, his sense of smell would prove useful."
Jee looked conflicted.
"You're highness… Are you sure it's the best decision? Not to question your judgement, but maybe it would be better if more people came with you? Maybe prince Iroh?"
Zuko subconsciously clenched his fists. He did notice, however, that the lieutenant didn't question his participation in the operation.
"As I said earlier, uncle and I aren't on speaking terms right now. Besides, it would look to suspicious for an old man to be with us with the cover I had in mind. I also have a more fitting mission for uncle in mind."
Lieutenant Jee was silently waiting for an explanation.
"I plan to introduce myself as a junior bounty hunter on a mission from above. I met Mi-Dved on my way and rescued him from a thought spot, he in return joined me on my endeavor and we saved each other's life. From there, we used the hound's sense of smell to find Mi-Dved's lost sister."
"I also had a mission to investigate the piracy in the region, therefore explaining the secret messages. As long as neither of us mentions that I'm the prince of the fire nation, then no one has any reason to suspect otherwise. All in all, this isn't even a lie from a certain point of view."
"You're right, your highness, please accept my apologies for doubting you."
Zuko waived him off.
"Think nothing of it, it's better that you have a good head on your shoulders."
He noticed the shocked look his lieutenant had for a friction of a second. Did he really change that much in the last month?
"You have no idea, your highness. And for the better to, if I say so myself."
'Thank you, Sai… It means a lot. And it wouldn't be possible without you.'
And he meant it. Without Sai to guide him, he was sure that he would have continued to be a desperate and angry mess for the rest of his life or until he found the Avatar.
"Think nothing of it, that it why I'm here. You better return to your conversation however."
'Right.'
"While I'm away, you have another mission. A village was destroyed on my way back. I promised them a place to live and work on the island we pacified; you remember the one. Your job is to make sure that they, if they decide to come, have as smooth sailing as possible. Am I clear?"
"Yes, sir!"
The lieutenant saluted.
"There is another aspect for your mission. When you get to the island, you are to check if everything is up to standard. You know how some merchants like to cut off a few corners."
Zuko than pulled a little notebook from his shelf and gave it to the older man.
"Everything I want from the construction is written here, follow it and make sure that the points are met. Uncle will help you there."
"Very well, your highness. Anything else?"
Zuko thought for a moment.
"Food."
"On your way, can you buy some ingredients on this list? We will need some animal food for our new member."
Zuko pointed to the now sleeping hellhound cub on the pillow of his bed.
He had to admit that it was very cute.
"As you wish, your highness. If this is all, I'll be on my way."
"Have a nice trip!"
After the lieutenant left, Zuko continued his conversation with Sai.
'Are you sure we should send uncle away like that?'
"We don't have much of a choice. Excluding the fact that unlike you, who's only distinguished sign a scar that can be easily explained by various different reasons on your line of work, your uncle is a famous war general that would be easily recognized. You saw how he stood outright against you, the both of you would have been."
" You can't have him questioning and blocking your every action, he needs to be away for you to grow. Just like with your fire bending, when you stopped listening to your uncle, and followed my lead, you had a tremendous growth. The same applies here."
Zuko couldn't argue with that, he indeed learnt so much after he left his uncle's teachings.
" Besides, we have another important matter to attend to. What's going to be the hellhound's name?"
Zuko paused, he really didn't know what to say.
'What did you have in mind?'
" It's your dog, I can only help decide. Give me a few names you had in mind, and we will decide."
'What about fire? Or flame? You know, because we are fire nation, and you said that hellhounds can spit fire.'
" Not bad, I understand the reasoning. But I can also assume that many other pets named like that for the same reasons. We want our hellhound to be unique, after all."
'Point… What about fighter or survivor? Those ones match him well. By the way, to what translates the name of this three headed apex hound?'
" Spots, Cerberus translates to spots. Yes, the single most feared and powerful hound in all of existence is named spots, apparently, he had spots when he was a cub."
'...'
Zuko didn't really have anything to say.
"To the first part, I think those are good ideas. Pick whichever you like."
'Hmm… I thing I will choose Xing, a short of Xìngcún zhě, survivor. It means luck and fortune as well, so it can't be so bad.'
" Seems a good name as any, I approve."
"There you go, Xing. Good boy."
Zuko affectional rubbed the newly named Xing's belly. The puppy moved his tail and right leg in his sleep.
Zuko and Mi-Dved were preparing a boat to reach Kyoshi Island. Right now, they were on Zuko's ship, just far enough to not be noticed by either the Kyoshi warriors or by the pirates near the island.
"You seem nervous."
Zuko commented.
"Can you blame me? The last (and only) time I sailed in sea with a small boat, I ended losing my sister, nearly drown and enslaved."
Zuko supposed he could blame the big guy, he himself had problems with fire after the duel, and he was a fire bender!
He put an arm on the bigger teen's shoulder.
"There are no storms in the horizon, you will be with me all the way. It's not like there is some sea monster waiting for us here. Besides, look at Xing, he has as much reason to fear deep water as you do, but you don't see him being a quitter."
Zuko pointed at the puppy, who was running from one side of the boat to the other while shaking its tail.
" And you had to just jinxed it, your highness, congratulations."
Mi-Dved snorted with humor.
"Can't really call myself a man if a little puppy is braver than me, can I?"
"I suppose you can't. Anyway, ladies first~"
Zuko gave an exaggerated bow towards the ship.
"Prick."
Mi-Dved said as he stepped to the ship.
Zuko stepped as well and signaled a sign to the bridge, they were dropped to the sea afterwards. They began sailing with Xing on the helm, shifting its nose as if he smelled something.
" It seems our little hellhound found our target, his nose will point us to the right direction."
He told Mi-Dved the happy news.
"That's great!"
The earth bender seemed to paddle with renewed vigor at the news. As they closed on the island, they noticed the complete lack of any other vassal. It was strange, Zuko thought that by now they should have encountered at least one fishing boat.
As he was about to ask Sai, Xing suddenly began to growl at the water. Sai spoke to him at the same moment.
"Go to the back and use fire bending through the legs to jet the boat to the beach as fast as you can!"
'But wouldn't it draw unwanted –'
" Now! "
Zuko immediately did as Sai said and told Mi-Dved to hold Xing at the front. The earth bender looked confused but did so quickly as he heard the urgency in Zuko's voice.
And good thing that he did, because a few seconds after he started jetting the place where the boat had been completely swallowed by the jaws of a giant-
"Unagi!"
Suki yelled as she pointed at the rising form of the massive eel. The creature had a mouth big enough to swallow a small ship and a body long enough to tower well above the mountains of the island. No matter how many times she saw it, this was always a magnificent sight to behold.
The rest of the group looked as well, at least until Suki got a painful flick from behind on her head. Courtesy of her superior and her metal fan.
"OW!"
"Be louder, will you? I don't think the other side of the island heard you yet."
"Sorry ma'am…"
Suki rubbed her head, a pole or a fan didn't feel so different if they both were made of metal.
"Listen up, girls. We are going to have some uninvited guests, make haste to the beach and form up ambush formation six."
"YES Ma'am !"
They went quickly to the target place. Suki noticed on her way that indeed, the Unagi was chasing a boat that was moving by… fire? This is going to be interesting...
"Move left."
Zuko did as Sai told him and barely escaped a stream of water being shot from the monster's mouth.
"This thing can shoot water now?!"
His earth bending friend shouted in panic. The poor thing must be traumatized for life, every time Mi-Dved is on a boat something seems to happen. It would be a pain to get him on one back, Zuko thought to himself.
At least as much as he allowed himself to lose focus from the gargantuan thing that was chasing them, how big is this thing?!
" Around four hundred to six hundred feet if my calculations are correct ."
'I wasn't asking! How does a thing so big exist?!'
" Probably eating the elephant-koi. It was on our debrief on the island, don't you remember?"
'It's one thing to read! I never thought it would be this big!'
" And yet, you still had to tempt fate, didn't you?"
'I'm sorry, ok?!'
" You should apologize to poor Mi-Dved, it would be a miracle if he could ever look at a boat without flinching. Move right."
Zuko again escaped the shot by the hair.
"I do sense some remnants of Rava on the thing. If I had to guess, Kyoshi most likely raised the thing to be some sort of a guardian for the island in case of invasion. Not the best choice, if I may say, creatures like this are usually cowardly by nature and would run from anything their size or more."
'I don't think there is anything that size! Maybe an emperor class battleship...'
" True, and it was most likely her calculation. But until it reached this size it was a burden, it's all I'm saying. You're almost in the shallow water."
Zuko put the last of his strengths in one blast of fire to gain distance from the monstrosity eager to eat them. He could see the creature grow smaller and smaller, its loud enraged roars were painful to hear. It tried shooting water at them, but the distance was too great.
As Zuko sighed in relief as they escaped the imminent danger, Sai, however, reminded him of another thing.
" We'll crash at the beach at this speed, tell your friend to use his axes as anchors."
"Mi-Dved! Tie the ropes to your axes and throw them as anchors!"
The earth bender snapped out of his shock and followed orders as Zuko tied the other end of the ropes to the end of the boat. He could feel how the vessel began to lose speed until it completely stopped, when Zuko looked down he saw that they were twenty feet or so in the sand.
To his side, Zuko saw that Mi-Dved was holding for dear life at the sides of the boat. Miraculously, Xing was still at the head of the boat with tongue out and a very happy expression on his face.
"Alright, let's get out."
As Zuko told the order, the puppy immediately jumped out to the sand. The boat broke right then and there, making Zuko and Mi-Dved fall right on their butts.
After a few groaning, the boys stood up on shaky feet.
"Argh… let's hope no one saw this…"
His heavy weighted friend said.
" Oh, I wouldn't be so sure about that."
At the same moment, Xing growled at the trees.
" Five hostiles, all hiding in the trees in a semicircle to prepare for an ambush. Winning chance at your state is 4.83%, I suggest a diplomatic approach. It's time to use your princely charms, your royal highness."
'Prick.'
He patted Xing on the head to calm the hellhound down. The puppy immediately stopped growing and started playing in the sand, letting out a bark here and there as it chased its tail.
"I'm Zuko! This is my friend, Mi-Dved! We came here to seek an audience with the Kyoshi warriors, we mean no harm!"
He waited for their response. After a minute of silence, he tried a different approach.
"Look, I know you're here! There are five of you!"
Zuko then continued to list each Kyoshi warrior's hiding place, as well as the pose she was in.
After he finished, five women jumped out of the trees into the sand. Each of them wore a green kimono with a light leather armor on it. The woman at the front was clearly the one in charge, if the semicircle tiara on her head wasn't enough of a sign, that her commanding presence was.
She put both her hands to her sides and began to speak.
"Very well, you have our attention. You may want to get your friend there to lower his axes, not really gives you the 'mean no harm' look."
She pointed with her fan towards Mi-Dved, who held his axes on both hands. The weapons were coated with wet send, undoubtedly, he earth bended them back to his hands from the bottom of the shallow waters. He was in a battle pose and ready to fight.
"What are you doing?! Put those things down!"
Once the earth bender did as he was told, Zuko faced the head warrior again.
"I'm very sorry for him. He is just on edge, you see, he had some very bad experience with boats. This little misadventure here didn't help."
"Aha."
The head warrior stayed unimpressed.
"Anyway, we are looking for someone. We think she may be here."
"Oh?"
The woman raised an eyebrow.
"And what makes you say that?"
Zuko pointed towards Xing in return, the puppy in question was now on his back in a begging pose near an auburn haired Kyoshi warrior that was struggling to keep herself from playing with the cub.
"Xing here, while little, has a very big nose. He smelled remnants of Jasmine, Mi-Dved's sister, and pointed us here."
Zuko decided to not talk about the swamp vision. He didn't know how spiritual the Kyoshi warriors were, and quite frankly he wanted to forget about that cursed place as fast as possible.
"There are signs of reorganization on the warriors, they obviously know of Jasmine. We are on the right track."
Zuko didn't notice anything, but he trusted Sai. The thing was able to gather information much better than any mortal could.
"And what does she look like?"
The head warrior continued faking ignorance. So we're playing this game, huh…
"Mi-Dved, would you like the honor?"
The earth bender began to describe in detail how his sister looks like. When Mi-Dved got to the part where he said that his sister was "moderately developed for her age" even he noticed the grumbling and downcast glances if the younger Kyoshi warriors. He could swear that he saw a red taint behind their makeup.
They were probably a bit shy about his friend's indecent words, he'll have to talk about it with Mi-Dved later.
He then heard the auburn-haired girl mumble "moderately, yeah right…" under her breath. He decided to ignore it, as well as excepting that he will never understand women.
"I see, we'll look around for someone that matches your description. If you could go with us to a safer place, we would gladly appreciate it."
Zuko looked behind the woman at the three warriors preparing a sack each, their purpose was clear.
" Play with them for now, they are only paranoid. Not for a bad reason as well."
"Ha… very well, I only ask for us to be treated with dignity. Also, I'm afraid that I came here for another less happy reason. my bag there are some things for your eyes alone, I will explain everything once we are in a secured area."
"I see…"
The woman snapped her fingers, and another girl loaded his bag in her.
"Xing is also afraid from closed places, can you please not put him in a sack?"
The woman looked at the auburn-haired girl who was now hugging Xing with both her hands with a raised eyebrow.
"I promise to hold him tight
"I promise to hold him tight!"
The puppy barked happily in response, its tail shaking from side to side.
The leader begrudgingly sighed.
"Fine, but if it escapes you're on laundry duty for a month."
"Yes ma'am!"
"Woof!"
"As for you- "
The Kyoshi leader now faced the two males.
"Weapons on the ground! Helmet as well!"
"Good luck."
The two Immediately dropped their respective armament. Zuko made a show of hesitation for two seconds but put the dark helm down.
The gasps weren't late to come, and didn't disappoint as well. The leading warrior, for her credit, merely raised her eyebrows for a second before returning to her business mask.
He was quickly being put on a sack and his vision became black.
In the province of the Beifong territories, a group of, now homeless, people walked toward the fire nation occupied port. Those were a part of the people of the village that was destroyed by bandits a few days ago, one of them was the same woman that owned the inn.
She remembered the debate that the village people had. Should they try to rebuild the village or go elsewhere? Where could they go, to other villages? Or maybe take a risk and go south and accept the offer of the fire nation spies?
They had a very loud and spirited debate that nearly escalated to violence, but in the end they decided that each would go on his way. Families torn apart, tears flown like rain, but in the end the people were separated by the places they chose to go.
She, together with her husband, chose to go south. As inn owners, they had more knowledge about the state of the land then most, travelers were loose with their tongues before bed. The less said about the drunk, the better.
They noticed the degradation of the security in the region, after the attack on their village they were sure that the small villages were no longer safe. If they stayed in one of the neighbor villages they would be subjecting themselves and their children to the mercy of outlaws.
Another important factor was that with their inn gone, they had no way to earn money. They would have hard time finding a work of decent wage as refugees. The spies at least promised them to work in the same occupation they had before.
It was a hard decision, even as non benders the earth was an important part of them, but ultimately the future of their children decided for them. Whatever one can say about the fire nation, they had power and stability, enough to take on alone the rest the world. And if their children could integrate themselves… then why should they care about the color of the flag over their heads?
Finally, they arrived at the gate of the port. They had a welcoming party, five men in fire nation armor rode to them upon huge beasts. The lizard rhino hybrids must have been the infamous Komodo-rhinos that the fire nation military used as heavy cavalry. With the size and the horns… she had to admit that those creatures were more combat ready than the common ostrich-horse, especially if the rumors of their poisonous bite were true.
"Halt!"
The villagers immediately stopped at the commanding voice of the leading soldier.
"State your business!"
Her husband showed the soldiers the message from the spy and slowly walked towards the leader. She could see his legs shaking as he neared the horned salivating beast that looked at him in the eyes. Her husband, bless his soul, nearly fainted when the thing snorted.
Al last, he raised the piece of piper to the leading soldier, who took it and began to read.
"Private! Go back to base and seek the old dragon, tell him that the people he's expecting may have arrived."
"Yes sir!"
One of the last riders in the v formation broke off and went to the port.
"You will be staying in the shade until your identities will be verified, the man in charge will be here in ten to twenty minutes."
With little choice, they waited.
After some time, Suki and the girls went back to the village with their prisoners. They were a strange duo, to say the least, but far from the unpleasant raiders she had the misfortune to encounter (and the fortune to kick their butt). And the little puppy was just the cutest thing! ~
And the little puppy was just the cutest thing! ~
It really took all of her willpower to not cuddle the puppy then and there.
Back to track, the two prisoners were uncharacteristically quiet. She heard their story, and while suspicious (as any Kyoshi warrior should be in front of strangers), their story did align with what Jasmine told them.
Come to think of it, this Mi-Dved guy should have really clued them in. The guy was bigger, by both height and mass, then almost anyone she knew, and he looked to be only a few years older than her.
Jasmine wasn't kidding about his strength as well. While he may have acted a bit slow, to be fair she didn't think she would have been much better if she had such a close call with the Unagi, he was immensely strong.
Poor Jie drawn the short strew and had to be the one taking care of the weapon of the prisoners. She could barely level those things off the ground and more often than not, she just dragged them across the ground with clenched teeth. A part guilty of her found the entire thing a bit funny.
In the end, her superior decided that they should have shifts when it looked like Jie was about to pass out. Luckily for her, they couldn't let go of this cute, adorable little puppy, so she was saved from taking turns with the axes. To think he uses them as one handed…
Before long, they came to the village. Superior ordered them to tie the prisoners to the chairs it the storage, guard outside the door and be ready to be called back when needed.
And like any group of well-trained teenage girls, they immediately began complaining and gossiping.
"By Kyoshi, my hands are killing me!"
"I know, right! What do they feed them in the mainland?"
"I swear, I think I grew two fingers shorter…"
"Now, now, girls, it's unbecoming of a Kyoshi warrior to complain like that. It wasn't that hard."
Suki couldn't help but comment with a mischievous smile as she sat cross-legged with Xing between her legs.
"Oh shut up, you. You got the easy job, cuddling the fluffy pet of that freak."
Jie answered her back.
"Hey, it wasn't very nice Jie. It's not his fault that he has… complications…"
One of the other girls answered back.
"Yeah, don't be mean."
"I'm telling you girls, his evil is plain as the scar on his face!"
Suki was confused by the talk.
"Girls, what are you talking about? And Jie, what do you mean by scar? I didn't see anything."
The other girls looked at her strangely.
"Suki… there is a huge burn scar on the left side of his head… you can't miss it, believe me, I tried."
"What, really?! But I didn't see anything!"
"Wait, you were on his right side, so you didn't see it. Talk about lucky."
"Is it this bad?"
Suki wondered.
"Yes."
All the other girls said as one.
"I wonder how that happened, what do you think, girls?"
"Fire bender?"
"Obviously, maybe domestic abuse?"
"No, no, no, he acted like someone who saw combat, and a powerful fire bend if how he escaped from the Unagi is any indication. I say it's a battle scar!"
"He said his name is Zuko, do you think he's the prince? I heard he had a scar on his face."
"No way, as if a prince, banished or not, would come here. It's a natural island."
"Exactly! Maybe he's planning to conquer it for his father!"
"Girls, girls, let's calm down. I don't think he's anything that special. I say we let sister superior to take care of it."
Suki tried to calm the girls down.
"I'm sure she would tell us everything once she's finished."
"Boo, your no fan suki!"
"Yeah, gossip is half of the fun!"
"Bark!"
The young women looked down on the little animal. Xing was now with his belly up begging for attention.
"What is it, anyway? Never saw something like that."
"Who cares! It's adorable!"
With that, the girls began to give the cub the attention it deserves. The more they petted, the cuter its actions were.
Suddenly, it stood up and looked at a point on the trees.
The warriors immediately went to battle position, they trusted the animal instincts enough to treat it as a warning system.
From the trees appeared an elderly man, and the Kyoshi warriors dropped their guard.
"Oygi! How are you?"
"As good as always, Suki. Are the prisoners secured inside?"
"Yes, sir. Here, let me get you in."
Suki opened the door for the elderly man.
"Thank you."
Oygi said as he entered and closed the door behind him.
Zuko heard the door opened and he could hear a new pair of steps.
"Mister mayor, welcome."
Zuko heard the woman say.
"Ah, Lyn! So those are the spies you caught?"
He could actually sense the woman, Lyn, put her hand on her face in frustration.
"No names, we talked about this… Anyway, yes, those are the outsiders we apprehended today. Peacefully, may I add."
"Bah! Obviously, a disguise. Kyoshi island stayed put of this war so far, and it wouldn't be dragged into in now! So tell us who sent you before we throw you both back to the Unagi!"
"Oygi, that's enough! They surrendered willingly! They are looking for this one's sister. They claim that her name is Jasmine."
"Really? Is she a part of the spy network as well?"
Zuko decided that enough was enough.
"Excuse me, can Mi-Dved just tell his part of the story? It will make things easier."
"Fine, let's hear what he has to say. If he lies, then we throw them to the Unagi."
Lyn pulled the bags off their heads gently.
"Please ignore him, you can continue."
And Mi-Dved told them his and Jasmine's story. About Amora and how they escaped, about the storm that separated them, about how he was found and enslaved by pirates. He continued to tell them about how he met Zuko and their adventures together.
At Zuko's insistence from before the mission, Mi-Dved painted Zuko as a specialist soldier instead of a prince. They didn't need the political mess that his presence may cause, Zuko was also sure that if they knew who he was, then they would throw him to the Unagi without a second thought.
After Mi-Dved finished his story about the swamp and the vision, as well as adding Xing's excellent smell, the two islanders looked at each other for a minute until they both sighed.
"Girls! Bring Jasmine here please!"
Zuko heard "Yes ma'am!" from outside the door.
After a few minutes the door opened to reveal a very pretty young woman proximally his age. Mi-Dved didn't lie when he said that his sister attractive, but he may have glossed over some… things in her description.
Luckily, Zuko was spared from the embarrassment of being caught looking when the siblings cried each other's name and Jasmine ran toward her sibling.
Zuko couldn't help but smile at the scene.
In a relatively big room, a man was writing on a strip of skin that was warped around a pole. When he finished, he opened the cage next to him and gave the tied strip to the monkey-parrot inside. The animal then flew wordlessly to its target to give the warning that two strangers had been sighted and apprehended by the warriors. Farther updates will be given.
AN
And this is the end of chapter 11
Zuko's reputation grows once more and it wouldn't have any consequences! No sir, none at all!
A little more lore about the overlords and their misadventures, As well as the origin of hellhounds in the Avatar world. And as Zuko grow as an overlord the rifts of reality may or may not grow thinner again...
Zuko now has another reason to go to Kyoshi island besides finding Jasmine and he will find himself in no lack of excitement. Iroh once again is pushed aside, how long until the bound is broken? Can the two still mend?
I Hope you like, or at list approve, the name I chose for the puppy. I had to think and search very hard for it, but in the end I'm glad at the result. Xing is a short for survivor in mandarin, as well as luck (according to google translate), which I think is a good connection to Zuko's "lucky to be born".
For all who interested, yes, indeed Cerberus is translated to spots in Greek mythology.
Mi-Dved is forever scared by boat travel... I'm going to have fun with it...
By the way, can someone tell me the cannon size of the Unagi? I tried searching, but didn't really find something.
And I hope you liked the interaction with the Kyoshi warriors. one thing that I didn't understand is why aren't there Kyoshi warriors older than Suki? Is it that they retire after getting married or something? it still doesn't make sense. now I understand that it was needed cannon wise, but I will give in the story some (if dark) explanation about it. Feel free to write in the reviews what you think.
Xing is the loveable and lucky son of a literal she-dog that gets all the ladies without even trying.
I hope you liked the reunion of the Amora siblings, we of course will have them farther interacting in the next character. All in all, I plan for the kyoshi arc to be full of drama.
Chapter 13: Chapter 12
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 12
Luckily, the old mayor and the Kyoshi warrior were convinced to let the siblings have their private moment in back in the sleeping quarters of Jasmine, under the watchful eye of the Kyoshi warriors who would guard the doors.
"Now that this is taken care of, why you are here?"
The woman asked Zuko.
"Can I get my helmet back first?"
"You answer all of our questions, then you may get your helmet back."
"…fine. First of all, what do you know about the situation in the mainland? Particularly the updated naval border? It would be easier for me to explain the situation."
"We don't care about the war in the mainland, stranger."
The old man replied before Lyn could answer.
"Then you also wouldn't care that the entire beach strip of Gaoling is under fire nation control, from west to east."
That seemed to surprise the due as they exchanged concerned glances.
"And what does that mean? Are you saying that the fire nation is preparing to attack us now that they have no opposition? What's your angle in this, fire bender? The island is fairly trade with both earth kingdom and fire nation merchants, there is no reason to break naturality!"
Agni… does this old man ever shut up?!
"I don't know of anything about annexing the island, at least I heard nothing of it. Then again, it's not my place to know. Anyway, our problem is from a different cause."
"What is it then?"
Lyn asked with her arms crossed.
"Unlike the earth kingdom, the fire nation cares about the safety of its territories and takes it seriously, as well as the night to secure said territories as well. In the last weeks, there has been an operation led by the prince to exterminate the piracy on the southern fire-controlled sea."
"After the successful campaign of the prince, who I was called after by the way, the organized piracy is all but none existed in the fire nation controlled south. The prince, however, noticed one problem. As long as there is a safe natural spot for pirates to lick rally around, the waters will never truly be safe. This is why I was sent here."
"You can't be serious! You accuse us of fostering pirates?!"
Lyn was quick to connect the dots, even if she got the wrong idea. Her anger was understandable, by the messages the crew intercepted she lost more than a few sisters in raids. Being accused of housing the people responsible was sure to make her go berserk.
"Nothing like that! In contrary, the prince trusts your morals enough to send me here for talks. He knows about your losses and sends his sincere condolences."
"Then what does he want?"
The old man opened his mouth once again.
"In short? To rid Kyoshi island from piracy, then curing the entire southern sea from this disease. He wants to point you to the pirate assets you have across the island for you to take care of it."
"So he basically treats us like some pat? Point and fetch? My Kyoshi warriors and myself aren't some lapdogs for his amusement. We can take care of our problems ourselves, without some princely intervention."
Damn it… he wished Sai was with him now, Sai would certainly know what to do. If only he had something he could use… wait!
"My bag, can you bring it here please? It has all the proof I need."
"I'll get it, make sure the prisoner doesn't do anything funny."
The mayor went to the corner of the room and brought back Zuko's bag. The old man roughly thrown the bag at Zuko's tied feet.
"Here, what trickery are you planning now?"
This old man was starting to really get on his nerves…
"Inside there are strips and a pole, warp a strip around it so that the borders of the stripe are touching each other. Use that thing there as a base."
Lyn did as he ordered, once she finished, she started reading the message on the strip. With an enraged expression she threw it away and continued with the next, and the next. After five times she finally had enough, she drew her fan and, in a flash, brought it an inch from Zuko's neck.
"How do you know all of this?! How did you get it?! Where are my sisters?! Answer me!"
The look on her face was enough to make a komodo-rhino scram in fright.
For Zuko's credit, he didn't show fear. He didn't swallow spit, nor did he fill his legs shake. And his voice was certainly in the same tone it was before. Yes, and anyone who's saying something else is a filthy liar.
"Those are messages found in the captain's cabin of pirate ships that the fire nation raided. It seems like your piracy problem is from a severe information leak, the prince offers you this information as a sign of good will."
"Lyn, what is it? What did you read?"
The old man tried to calm the Kyoshi warrior down.
After a few deep breaths, Lyn was calm enough to reply.
"The messages… they had detailed reports on our patrols, time and places of our own counter raid, ships that we use as bait… Spirits damn it, they even had a detailed ambush plan for kidnapping my girls…"
She shook her head to the sides.
"With this kind of intelligence, the fire nation could have easily invade and catch us by surprise. Wither he is genuine in his intention or not is irrelevant, we have a golden opportunity to strike those pirates back. We just have to find the leak before commencing any operation."
The mayor was shell shocked by the revelation.
"I have much to do."
The woman said as she composed herself.
"Suki! Come here!"
"Yes ma'am!"
The auburn haired Kyoshi warrior went in. To Zuko's relief, Xing followed her with a happy tail.
Lyn had one look at the puppy but decided to ignore it.
"Suki, I will be away for an urgent matter. Your mission is to guard our guest here until farther notice. He is not to leave the room, am I clear?"
"Yes ma'am!"
The now identified Suki saluted.
"Hey! I can help!"
Zuko yelled.
"You will do nothing! The last thing I need right now is some unknown running wild! You will stay here until I say so, you are still under suspicion!"
With those parting words Lyn stormed out of the storage.
"I better go as well, I still have arrangements for today."
The mayor of Kyoshi island said.
And so, the two teenagers were left alone in the storage with awkwardness in the air.
Zuko once again mourned that Sai wasn't with him, he was bad in situations like that. He decided to break the silence to pass time a little.
"So… do you come here often…?"
"Seriously?"
The girl raised an eyebrow.
Well, it can't get any worse than this.
"And then, after sixteen Mugs of beer, Lung finally was knocked out. Which left me as the winner! After he lost his bet, we covered him in glue and then threw at him sacks of feathers. He had to stay that way for an entire day until the glue came off, watching him hide from Zuko was hilarious!"
"Pfhh… really?!"
"I swear sis! One time he had to crawl into a ventilation shaft because he saw Zuko's back on the other side of the hallway. Spirits, this was a close one!"
Mi-Dved continued to tell his misadventures with the crew to his sister. They both had shared their stories about what happened to them after the storm. Jasmine was extremely shocked that he was immediately captured by pirates and enslaved. He just was glad that she had such lighter situation than him, he didn't want to think what would have happened if their situations were reversed.
"So brother dear, tell me more about this Zuko. I still can't believe that he beat an enforcer, those guys are basically invincible!"
"Ha! You better believe it sis, of course he had help from yours truly!"
"*giggle* I'm sure. But still, what can you tell me about him? There must be a story behind his scar, is he some kind of a champion? He must be important if he can command an entire ship at his age."
Mi-Dved's big brother instinct suddenly flared. His sister couldn't really be…
"Sis, why the sudden interest about Zuko? Do you like him?"
"Is it really wrong to want to know more about the one who saved the only family I have and reunited our family?"
She said in a hurt voice as she put a hand on her heart.
"Why, is he single?"
She drew her hair behind her right ear like every time she tried to seduce someone to give her something. While he was sure it was a reflex, the fact that it already was a reflex, as well as the fact that she asked about Zuko, gave him all kinds of bad thoughts.
"I don't see why is it any of your business, sis."
"Oh, come now, brother. Surly you can answer a yes or no question."
She made her eyes big as she blinked innocently. Oh, she definitely was trying to make him spill the beans. No matter, he was the elder sibling, the first born, and the toughest son of a mother in the entire southern part of the continent! No way is she gonna make him talk!
...
..
.
"He said something about a broken betrothal, but I didn't dig into the details. It was obviously a delicate point for him…"
She smiles like the damnable vixen she was… damn her and her eyes…
Before his sister could munch more information of her poor, defenseless brother, the door was opened and the old man that apparently was the mayor of the village came in flanked by two Kyoshi warriors.
"Oygi! What do we owe the pleasure?"
His sister addressed the old man.
"Hello Jasmine, Mi-Dved, once again I'll say that I'm glad for your reunion."
"Thank you, sir"
"But I'm afraid my visit isn't only social. You see, now that you found each other it leaves me and the village in a bit of a hiccup."
"What do you mean, sir"
His sister's tone was more concerned now.
He as well was preparing for a fight, the Kyoshi warriors were as well in a response.
"Now, now, it's nothing that need we need to use violence for, let's all relax a little."
All of them calm down a little, but not completely.
"You see, Jasmine, now that you are of good health and found your brother it brings us to a very awkward situation."
"Whatever for sir?"
"We made many exceptions by letting you live with us. You were on the brink of death with no one else to turn to, it would have been monstrous to not help you."
"After that, you were allowed to stay here, again not something we do, because you needed to wait for your brother, and because we took pity about you. There were many debates weather let you stay or send you on your way."
"Now, however, you have your brother back and can safely travel back to the mainland. If we take both you and your brother in, the island will have a reputation of excepting refugees."
"This will cause immigrants to flock the island and get us closer to the war. A no less important reason is that the quality of life will go down dramatically as the finite resources of the island wouldn't the able to support the population, not to mention the cultural suicide that the island will face."
"So you're banishing us."
Mi-Dved stated.
"In short, yes. You two brought the fire nation here, either willingly or not doesn't matter."
"Are you sure we can't stay?"
Jasmine tried to reason.
"*Sigh* afraid not dear, the decision was final. For what it's worth, the people really like you Jasmine, it was nothing personal. You have tomorrow to pack your belongings and than you will be ferried on a ship to the mainland."
"What about Zuko? I'm not leaving without him."
Oygi rose an eyebrow at that.
"The spy? What about him? He will stay here until the investigation is over, we are giving you the chance to slip away while you can."
"Don't call him that! Listen, I really appreciate everything that you have done for my sister, I really do, but I can't leave my friend here alone to suffer spirits knows what. Can't we just talk things through?"
"I'm afraid that this is in the hands of Lyn. You have tomorrow to figure things with here as well."
The mayor left the two siblings alone with their thoughts.
"You are really bad at small talks, you know that?"
Suki told him as she used the now vacant chair of Mi-Dved to sit. Her hands and chin rested on the back of the chair as she maintained a more or less same height as his sitting form.
It was a few minutes after they were left alone. Zuko tried a few times to start a conversation, but ultimately failed. How is it that he found fighting murderers and monster impersonating benders easier than having a talk with a girl his age, it's ridicule!
"Sorry, I'm just… a little insecure without my helmet."
"Really?"
Suki asked with a raised eyebrow.
"You didn't have any trouble until now."
"I had it drilled in my head beforehand."
"Must be some practice…"
"You have no idea…"
"Say, if I give you your helmet back, will you answer my questions?"
"Yes. Please! …I mean, I'll answer the best I can, but if it's classified or to personal I wouldn't the able to answer."
"Fine, fine."
Suki stood and went to bring the helmet. When she brought it back, she sat in the same pose as before. As she put the helmet back on his head, he felt the familiar sensation in his body and relaxed immensely.
"Hello, your highness, long time no seen."
'Sai! It's good to hear you again.'
With Sai back, his confidence was restored, and he was ready to face whatever the Kyoshi warrior would throw at him.
"Well than, ''Zuko', is that your real name?"
"Yes. Yes, it is."
Suki blinked.
"Huh… I thought you would try to deflect… Anyway, what are your intentions with the island?"
"I want to destroy the organized piracy in the fire nation controlled seas, for that I must make sure that there is no way for them to get a stronghold in a natural area. I supplied your leader with the necessary intelligence to brake piracy across the island."
"Is that all?"
"I would have liked to learn more about the culture of the island and about Kyoshi as well."
"Really?!"
"She played an immense role in making the world what it is today, and you will find it hard to come across any reliable source about the Avatars in the fire nation nowadays. I would be glad to learn from you if you let me."
"That's… fine, I guess…? Wow, the helmet really improves your social skill."
"Told you."
"Where did you get it anyway?"
Oh, I was on a year long mission in the former Air islands, that bit is classified and unrelated to our situation I'm afraid. Anyway, I found the helmet in one of the hidden rooms in the southern air tample."
"Really? It doesn't look like a fire nation gear, and it obviously can't be made by an air bender. Then again, it could have been the helmet of a very excessive commander."
"Thought so before, but tests showed that this thing is older that the four nations. It also was found half submerged in molten rock, so take from this what you will."
"Wow… it looks really good for something so ancient."
"I like her."
'Of course you do.'
"Bark!"
"Oh~"
Suki picked Xing up in her arms and cuddled him with her head, Zuko had to admit that she looked adorable like that.
"Where did you find this little guy anyway? I have never seen something like it before."
"I found it in the Foggy swamp just north to Gaoling while on mission, I saved it from being eaten by a catgator. Later it really helped us fighting this plant bending water bender."
"Plant bending water bender?"
Suki asked in confusion.
"Yes, apparently there is this water bending tribe that lives in the swamp, select few can even bend the vegetation around them through the water in the plants. One of them attacked us, he bended around him enough vegetation to create a forty feet tall swamp monster with him controlling it at the center."
"Wow, I didn't know it was possible."
"Neither did I. Anyway, after Mi-Dved and I blew enough plants, Xing went right into the holes we created and bit the water bender. This stopped his concentration and ended the swamp monster for good."
"Amazing! Who is a brave good boy? Yes you are!~"
Suki continued to cuddle Xing.
In that moment, a knock at the door was heard four times in succession.
"Come in!"
A man entered the storage at Suki's call.
"Hello Suki, I brought food for you both."
Xing growled at the man.
"Thank you, Zolt."
"Now this is interesting… There is a drug in the food, ask her about him after he leaves."
The man brought the food tray and left the room, all the while Xing growled at him. Once the door closed, Zuko waited a minute and asked Suki about the man.
"Say, who is he?"
"I don't understand why is it any of you business."
Suki answered rather impolitely.
"It is my business when said guy gives me drugged food."
"WHAT!"
"Look at Xing, he growls at the food."
Suki huffed.
"Hardly a proof, maybe he just doesn't like the food, thought about it?"
Zuko shook his head.
"Not Xing, not at this age. You didn't raise him, so you don't know, but Xing basically eats anything addable. One time I even caught him munching rocks for the minerals in them. If even Xing doesn't want to eat it, that it's definitely not for humans."
Suki looked conflicted.
"I…"
"You are free to eat if you wish."
The Kyoshi warrior didn't touch the plate.
"You didn't seem to like him so much when he was here, why is that?"
"Ahm… well, I don't think I should tell…"
"I'll tell you about what I spoke with Lyn."
"...fine, deal."
"So what's this all about?"
Suki sighed.
"Zolt is Lyn's husband, you know. I know that I need to show him respect and all of that, but I just can't let go of this nagging feeling about him. I know it's not fair, and he did much for the island."
"Really?"
"Yes. He was the problem child of the island, he frequented the bars at the docks and was always rude to everyone, me included."
"I hardly see a hero material here."
"I know, I'm getting there. Anyway, he had a thing for the Kyoshi warriors, Lyn especially. He would try to constantly flirt and bother them, with no great success of course."
"Again, how did he marry Lyn?"
"Hush you, I'm trying to tell a story here. So one time he was drunk in a bar and sang about all the things he would like to do. Coincidentally, Lyn and a few fellow Kyoshi warriors were near and heard him, they then beat him black and blue to teach him a lesson."
She looked at Zuko intensely, waiting for him to interrupt. When Zuko stayed quiet, she continued.
"A week after that, Lyn and her patrol were ambushed by pirates and things didn't look good. There was this big guy that was crazy strong according to witnesses. Lucky, Zolt was near and threw a rock right between the eyes of the giant, giving the girls enough breathing room to regroup and counterattack. The pirates retreated as Zolt helped the warriors."
"It wasn't all sunshine and rainbows, but in the end he and Lyn got married."
"So why are you at odds with him? Is it because of how he treated you before?"
"It's… Okay, it's a part of it, yes, but not all. I just feel that every time he's acting nice with us, he's pulling on a mask… he also keeps visiting bars and is in touch with his old hooligan friends."
Zuko supposed it was his turn now.
"Well, you held your end of the bargain, so I will hold mine."
And so, Zuko told her about his findings, about the decrypted messages and about his suspicions of a mole. To say that Suki was shocked would have been an underestimated, she would have called him liar if he didn't tell her the exact rotes of their patrols and the exact formations they used. She had to face reality, even if it broke her heart and beliefs.
"Are you okay?"
Zuko asked in concern, the girl's face was incredibly pale even behind the makeup.
"I… I need some time. All of this… is a bit too much for me."
Zuko let her have her quiet, after some time she began speaking again.
"You know, it's funny. All this time out moto was 'as one', unity and comrade are a great part of what a Kyoshi warrior is all about. Now, to find that all this time, all our losses are because we were betrayed from the start by one of our own. It's heartbreaking."
"Mom was one of the warriors we lost, you know. It was years ago, probably way before we had a traitor, but I can't help but think that she is gone because of that too."
Xing wailed and rubbed his body on Suki's leg, demanding attention. Suki subconsciously petted it as Xing licked her hand, slowly but surely her state was getting better.
"Oh, I can't stay depressed if you act like this. You good boy, you ~"
"I lost my mother too…"
He didn't know what possessed him to say it, he would have blamed Sai if he didn't already know how its possession feels like. Maybe it was all the stress getting to him, maybe it was to unload all the feelings and fears he had bottled up from the vision of his mother in the swamp. The opportunity to talk about it to another flash and blood individual with a close experience broke him.
"Really?"
"I… Yes, when I was little. One day everything was normal, the day after she was gone. No letter, no trace, nothing. Only clue I had, were some words I barely remember when I was half asleep."
"Oh… I'm sorry to hear."
"Sorry, I don't know what came over me. I didn't mean to bother you."
"No, no, it's fine! I unloaded, you should as well. I can't imagine you had many opportunities in the army."
Zuko decided not to tell her about his uncle.
"Well… it's not all."
Suki had her entire attention on him, her own problems forgotten.
"The Fuggy swamp? It has an effect on people, it makes them see people thy lost."
"And you saw your mother?"
Zuko nodded.
"It's not all. I saw her with a different family, she wore some kind of another face. She didn't even acknowledge she had any other family."
He noticed that his view was foggy now, he was crying.
"Ooh… I-I sorry to hear…"
"Yeah…"
The awkwardness returned.
"Ask her about herself and about life on the island."
"So how is life on Kyoshi island? Isn't it getting boring sometimes, with the island policy of no contact with the outside world?"
It seems Suki was glad about the change of subject.
"Well, I wouldn't say Kyoshi island is drool exactly, we do what any village does. We even have a fighting tournament. Besides, most of the excitements comes from pirate attacks, so perhaps boring is better in this case."
"And it's not that we have no contact with the outside world, but we try to meagre it as much as we can to sustain our culture. The people at the ports are of course more open to outsiders, but they are less connected to the culture in return."
And so they continued with their back and forth banter. Before long, the sun was already down. They were laughing and telling stories about their childhood. Suki told him about her adventures with the other girls her age, the gathering of weeds as well as that on time they stole sweets from the mayor.
Zuko in return told her about his misadventures in the palace and in amber island, without mentioning his status of course, for all Suki knew he was just another child of someone of higher bringing.
"You know, Zuko, it's much more fun than I thought it would be."
"You mean being alone with a boy tied to a chair? Well, you do you, I suppose. Who am I to judge."
"Shut up!"
Suki smacked him across the head, before retrieving her hand painfully.
"Ow! What is this thing made of?!"
"I will be frank, I have no idea."
"If I start naming my components you won't understand anything anyway."
Zuko trusted Sai in this regard.
Suddenly Xing growled at the door.
"Intruders"
The teens looked at each other.
"You're expecting someone?"
Zuko asked.
"No."
Suki answered as she prepared for battle.
Suddenly a jug was thrown from a window and its oily content spilled across the storage, blocking them from the door. Zuko didn't need Sai to warn him about what would happen next. A torch was thrown from the same window, lightning aflame the oil covered floor.
Without thinking, Zuko used the sharp ands of his graves to cut the rope clean. He then used an explosion to blast off the other side of the storage and picked up his swords.
"Come on!"
He called to the Kyoshi warrior as he ran to the exit. He noticed that she followed him.
"You could have done this the entire time?!"
"Is now really the best time for this?!"
"Fine! But you own me an explanation!"
Together they now faced their surprised adversary.
Lyn was in her home, this wasn't unusual. She was with four other Kyoshi sisters, which was rather unusual. The five of them were the last of the "old" generation of Kyoshi warriors, together they searched her house for any and all evidence.
Lyn wasn't stupid. At list she thought she wasn't, until reality slapped her in the face. She saw those strips laying around her house, she knew that her husband was off with his pals to spirits know were when she was on patrols. She just didn't connect the dots, maybe she did but wasn't ready to face the truth. Anyway, now it's not the time for a breakdown, she will have it after she cleans her mess.
The five of them collected strips that were laying on the floor to warp them on the decryption pole she got from the prince. Oh, she knew he was the banished prince of the fire nation, he really should have gone with another name if he wanted to be discreet, the scar and the name together were a dead giveaway.
By now the five of them had found enough evidence to incriminate Zolt for several lifetimes. To think that all of the garbage that littered Zolt's side of the room were the cause of so much suffering for the people of the island… and that she had, unknowingly, hand in this…
The warriors heard the door of the house open.
With a hand signal, Lyn ordered her sisters to hide. A few seconds later her dear husband entered the room.
"Oh, honey! I didn't expect you here so early. How was your day? I heard in the village that you caught two spies today!"
He came to hug her, the slimly snake, but she stopped him at a hand length.
"Honey, you made a mess in the house again."
He put his hand behind his head, seemingly embarrassed.
"Sorry honey, we expecting many shipments at the dock so I had to gather enough strips to safety secure them. You know how fragile some of them can be. I promise to clean it up later."
She wondered how many times he said those double meanings and it flew over her head.
"No need, honey, I already packed them ~"
"R-really? Thank you, you're the best!"
"Yes, yes… you know, I even found a funny thing."
She went to the pole she took from the prince. She could feel Zolt shivering, good!
"When I warp the strips around the pole like that-"
Zolt bolted to the exit, he was ambushed and quickly subsided by two Kyoshi sisters that hid there.
"I suddenly see some very interesting things to read~ would you like to explain?"
"H-how?"
She planted a foot on his face, just enough to keep him conscious.
"How? I should ask you how! How could you betray the people of the island in such a way?! How could you sell my sisters! How could you use me like that?! You fat! Sack! Of garbage!"
Each time her voice rose, she stamped on Zolt's head. On the last stomp, he fell unconscious.
"I'm glad that this is over."
One of her sisters said.
"To think all this time… I can't believe we actually owe the fire nation."
Another one said.
"And it's all because of me. I was the one who told him everything, and he used it to build his crime empire."
Lyn finally concluded.
"Don't blame yourself Lyn! We all fell for it."
"Thank you Lily, but I'm supposed to be the leader. Anything that happened is my responsibility, all the people hurt, all the sisters we lost…"
Suddenly there a load explosion was heard.
"What was it?!"
One of the warriors asked.
A sudden dread filled her.
"It came from the storage! The one with Suki and the prisoner! Lily, secure the prisoner! Everyone else, with me!"
She just hoped Suki was safe…
The battle itself… wasn't much, Suki had to admit. Even alone, with lack of a year of training to become a full-fledged Kyoshi warrior, she would have handled herself.
But she had to admit that Zuko was an extremely good warrior. He was fierce and decisive in his strikes, and his agility wouldn't shame a Kyoshi warrior.
And that was just his swordsmanship, she was curious about his fire bending. She already knew he had huge amounts of chi and stamina from his meeting with the Unagi, the fire benders she dealt with can't hold a candle to the intensity he shown. This explosion was another thing she had never seen, is it something special to him? Or are fire benders usually like that and her tiny island just head the bottom of the bottom until now.
Come to think of it, the scar did make some sense now. It must have been from a very dangerous criminal that he was tasked to hunt down as some special agent.
Something fell behind her and she remembered why they were running from the storage in the first place.
"The fire! We must tell the others and stop it before it spreads to the entire village!"
"On it!"
Then he did the unthinkable, he pointed a sword to the fire, and it just swallowed the flames!
Now that was it! He can't be some no one, even avatar Kyoshi couldn't control fire like that according to the texts. And she was the avatar Kyoshi!
Once Zuko absorbed all the flames she went to him, angrily.
"Okay, what was it?!"
"I'm… sorry, what?"
"You know what! And put the helmet down, look at me when I'm talking to you!"
At least he had the sense to take off the helmet.
"You could have escaped any time, didn't you?!"
"Ahm… yes?"
"Oh, so you were just playing pretend? Was everything we talked about a pretend to you as well? Was it some kind of a sick joke to you?!"
"What?! No!"
"So what was it then?! And what's with all the abilities? Don't you even dare say it's normal."
"My father is someone very important up there, I got training fitting to his status."
"Just who are you? Who is your father?"
"I can't tell you that."
"Really? That's what you can't tell? An incredibly powerful stranger with a mysterious past and origin, and he expects me to trust him! Maybe I would be safer with the pirates, they are much weaker, and they are honest with their intentions!"
"That's unfair! I just saved your ungrateful life!"
Suki paused, it was true. Yes, his own life was the priority most likely, but he could just run away. He didn't own them a thing. And she herself didn't understand why did she react like that.
"You – you're right, I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me, I'm probably more shaken than I thought."
"Well-"
"Suki! Are you alright?!"
The voice of her superior spooked her and made her realize that in the exchange she pulled Zuko by the chest of his armor, so they had the same eye height. It also made her realized how close their faces are, especially how his mouth was only a few fingers away from her own…
She embarrassingly pushed the boy away from her by reflex, making him fall in the process. Kyoshi, she hoped the dim light and the makeup would cover her blush.
Zuko got up and picked up his helmet.
"What was that for?!"
Lucky, she was saved from the embarrassment of explanation when her sisters arrived… together with Mi-Dved?
"Suki! Thank spirits, you're okay. We feared the worst when we heard the explosion, what happened?!"
"Some thugs tried to burn the storage while we were inside."
Suki answered.
"But it's not important right now! Zolt, he!"
Lyn held her hand to stop Suki.
"I know, I took care of him."
Now she addressed Zuko.
"I thank you for everything you have done for the island. You have mine, as well as my fellow warriors, gratitude for exposing the conspiracy that hunted our island."
"You honor me, head warrior."
"No then, with the head operator dealt with, we must strike at all their bases to destroy them completely. Wake one of them up so we can interrogate them."
"Bark!"
Huh, Suki completely forgot about Xing.
The little animal went to one of the downed thugs and… marked its territory, on the thug's head, and open nose and mouth. Needless to say, the man woke up pretty quickly after that.
As all of them laughed, Lyn went closer to Zuko.
"Any chance you have some of those you can spare us?"
"Sorry, Xing is one of a kind as far as I know."
"Shame. Let me know if it changes."
"Will do."
The interrogation went pretty quick, the lone thug broke fast before the entire house of angry Kyoshi warriors. They got the location of the bases the pirates had at this time and immediately went to attack. Lyn allowed the two outsiders to join the assault, the proved themselves trustworthy enough and Lyn was curious to see them in action.
The assaults themselves weren't too eventful as well, and she finally got her answer to the question of how Zuko fights with bending. She also made a note to never get on his bad side.
The pirates were prepared for their arrival and were barricaded in a well defended position. Which were ruthlessly blown to pieces by Zuko's explosions. From there the Kyoshi warriors, Suki included, made short work of the remaining breathing pirates. It went like that base after base, until Kyoshi island was once again free from piracy.
The remaining living pirates, Zolt among them, were put on trial the next morning. They were all put to death sentence by the Unagi. Zolt's trail in particular was a messy thing, Suki could have really skipped the entire drama.
In the end of the trails and the executions, however, came the real shock.
"People of Kyoshi island!"
Lyn called the attention of all who were present.
"We have cleaned the island from corruption and piracy! We have caught and judged those responsible, all but one."
The people who started cheering became silent from confusion, Suki was among them. She looked at Zuko and his companion, they were as clueless as she was.
"Zolt got the information that allowed him to reign terror on the island from me, all the people we lost are mine responsibility as well. This atrocity was committed under my watch, I allowed this filth to fester and the entire island paid for it. Therefore, once I finish training the new generation of Kyoshi warriors to take the responsibilities, I will banish myself from the island to never return."
The people, including Suki herself, were in an uproar. They yelled and begged for Lyn to reconsider, that she was a victim as the rest of them, but to no avail. Lyn left the stage, and the crowd followed her.
Zuko was caught by surprise as were all the people.
'What does she think she's doing?'
"Probably setting an example. She feels she deserves punishment, which has some truth in it, and that she is a failure, which again isn't so wrong."
'But to banish herself?'
"If she stays, she will be constantly reminded of all the mistakes she made, whether consciously or not. It's for the best for her. Either way, I must command her for her work ethics."
'I still don't thing that she needs to do it.'
"Hits to close to home?"
Zuko didn't answer. Instead, he turned towards the siblings.
"Are you sure you want to continue traveling with me? I can try and convince the mayor to let you stay."
The siblings told him about the conversation they had with the mayor.
"Thank you, my lord, but we decided that it would be for the best for us if we follow you. At least for a little while. We just escaped one prison, we are in no hurry to trade it with another. My brother and I want to see the word we only heard about. Besides, I never properly thanked you for all the things you have done for us, my lord."
Jasmine tried to snake her arm with his, fortunately her brother was onto her as he separated them in time.
"Spirits sis, show some restrains! I'm very sorry about in sir."
"Aha…"
Zuko couldn't form a coherent response as the siblings made their way to the ship that would take them to the mainland, Unagi free this time.
"Blood pressure is rising~"
'Shut up…'
After the siblings left, he could see Suki going to him in her traditional Kyoshi warrior armor.
"Hi."
She spoke.
"Hi."
"I… I wanted to apologize about earlier."
She held one arm with the other as she gazed to the ground.
"It was wrong of me to yell at you like that, I had hard time coping with everything that happened and I lashed at you. So again sorry."
Zuko didn't know what to say. On one hand, he was still a little angry about earlier, on the other hand he's the last person who can judge someone about being hotheaded at the heat of the moment.
"Listen I-"
"And I also wanted to give you this."
Suki pulled a bag from behind her back.
"This bag here contains texts about Kyoshi. You said that you are interested in her so I thought that you may like it."
"Follow my lead."
Zuko placed one hand on Suki's shoulder as he held with the other hand the girl's bag holding hand. Suki looked at him in surprise as his face mask slid off to the sides of the helmet, leaving his face plain to see.
'You can do this?'
"Not now."
"Listen, I know what it's like to act without thinking, and I have a reminder of that for the rest of my life. But you shouldn't think so hard on yourself, you are a great warrior with a strong heart. You are a great Kyoshi warrior as it is, and I'm sure you will become only better in time."
The hand on the shoulder slipped into Suki's other hand, and Zuko held them together.
"I must admit that even with the circumstances I had a great time here, and it was mostly because of you. So you don't need to give me any gifts or something like that, I enjoyed our time together short as it was. Anyway, I still can't thank you enough for your gifts Suki, I feel bad that I have nothing prepared."
The poor girl was blushing now a storm.
"I-it's f-fine… I-I"
Then she took a deep breath and done something Zuko wasn't prepared for at all. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and ran away.
'What was all that about?!'
"Looks like someone has a fan~"
Zuko shook his head and went to the ship with his new spoils.
AN
And this ends the Kyoshi arc.
I'll keep this AN short, mostly because of time.
I hope I gave the Kyoshi warriors their right duo, they aren't some damsels in distress for prince charming to save them and swipe them of their feet. they are a capable fighting force thar just needed to be pointed at the right target.
Suki's outburst, while seemed irrational, came from a breakdown she had. teenage hormones didn't help. besides that, I hope I wrote her character right.
And now, for somthing inspired by a review:
Omake:
It wasn't supposed to be like that! It was supposed to be his greatest day of victory! When he, using the power of the comet, burned the entire earth kingdom into ash!
Instead, he was on his emperor airship clinging to dear life on the edge of a support beam. Everything became a disaster the moment he showed up!
And as he thought of the devil, he heard the sound of the unnatural breathing the man had.
"Hhuuu Chhhh… Hhuuu Chhhh… Hhuuu Chhhh…"
The bane of his existence came into light, the maniac wore dark armor with matching helmet and cape and in his right hand there was a sword made of fire that shown in blood-red light that seemed to cut through anything.
The figure had the audacity to speak to him.
"Long have I waited for this moment fire lord Ozai. Join me and we'll rule the world together as master and apprentice."
"You! Vader… You destroyed everything I built!"
"Everything you built is to be mine by right. Join me… or perish!"
"You… Just who do you think you are?! Only my father could order me like that!"
"I am your father!"
"No! it's imposable!"
Did Azulon survive the assassination? Did he know Ozai's part in it? If so, then why show himself only now? Could it be his vengeful spirit that came seeking to settle the score?
"Sorry, wrong sentence. I am your son!"
Oh, that was much better… wait…
"Which one?"
The figure claiming to be his son stopped its advance from the surprise.
"I'm sorry?!"
"Which one are you? Auko?"
"NO!"
"Buko? Cuko? Duko?"
"What?! No, I'm Zuko! Did you have twenty-six sons and named them after each other by the ABC order?!"
"Well yes… when one showed to be a failure, I threw him and had the next one. The naming was a very easy way to note the attempt number, after the letter Z I went to having girls. Azula was my first female weapon, and by far the best. Sorry, which one are you again?"
"ARGH! I just wanted you to accept so I could stab you in the back later sadistically, but you ruin just have to ruin it like you ruined everything else in my life! and any life you come in contact with!"
The now named Zuko proceeded to cut off the hand that held the beam, making Ozai fall. Without one hand and a severe loss of blood, Ozai could do nothing as he watched the ground growing ever closer, until he couldn't watch at all.
His only regret in his final moments was that he should have started with daughters.
Chapter 14: Chapter 13
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Chapter 14
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
"Argh…"
Zuko woke after a long slumber.
"What time is it?"
Another series of knocking was heard.
"I'm up! I'm up!"
"Nephew, are you alright? It's quite late in the morning."
"Yes uncle, sorry about that. I had a long day yesterday, that's all."
"Oh, it's alright, nephew. I know firsthand how boring and challenging meetings like that are. By the way, I seem to have misplaced my lotus tile again. Would you mind if we paid a visit to the new village? It was a long time since we last went together for a trip. Who knows, we may even find someone to play pai sho with~"
"Again uncle!"
"Remember, this is more likely than not a meeting with his informant from the white lotus. I for one, am very interested to see where this will go."
"Argh fine… let me get dressed first."
"Thank you, nephew."
After a few minutes, Zuko was dressed and opened the door. His uncle was waiting for him.
"Ah nephew, it's good to see you again. Must you take this dastardly helmet everywhere you go, and the armor as well?"
"It's iconic."
"It scares everyone away. Zuko, I will be frank, I worry about you."
"Everything is fine, uncle, let's go search for your stupid tile."
"Just so you know, he's hiding a lotus tile in his left sleeve. He obviously is creating an alibi to meet with the white lotus."
The two of them continue walking. Zuko noticed that people were indeed giving him looks and whispering among themselves, a glance in their direction made them go silent, however.
Xing followed them as well, barking through the process. More than a few people were more interested in the puppy, especially when it was extremely curious about everything. Xing was very popular among the children for some reason as well since they wouldn't stop bothering the animal, which quite liked the attention.
"I must say that I'm both surprised and pleased that you decided to keep it, I thought that you would be more focused on your mission and would just give it to someone else."
"What can I say, Xing grew on me. Besides, Xing is one of a kind."
"That is true, I never seen anything like him. By the way, how was your trip to Kyoshi? I heard many stories, Mi-Dved is a very expressive storyteller, but non from your mouth."
"Well…"
Zuko began to tell his own (much more grounded to reality) version. He told about the Unagi, their arrest and the conspiracy. He decided to keep everything with Suki to himself, both because he himself didn't want to talk about it as well as he didn't want to hear his uncle pestering him.
As they walked, he noticed a few people trying to listen to their conversation.
'How are there so many spies already?!'
"No spies yet, at least none that I noticed. They are simply curious about the prince."
Before long, they arrived at the inn of the place. There, they were greeted with a familiar face.
"Hello, what would you like to order?"
Zuko looked up from his sit, he saw the same woman from the inn they visited on their way to and from the swamp. It seems like she did take his offer after all.
"Hey… You're that woman from the inn, aren't you? Sorry I'm bad with names."
"It's fine, I didn't give it. I'm Chin, your highness. I thank you for everything that you have done for us."
"Oh… well, thanks. To be frank, I didn't expect you to actually listen. I figured most of you would try your luck elsewhere in the peripheral Gaoling."
The woman, Chin, sighed.
"That what most of them did. The few of us who listen to you were a small part, smaller the ones who were brave or desperate enough to take your deal."
"And which is she I wonder."
"How are you liking it so far? And please be honest between laying and disrespecting I consider the former the bigger offence."
"Oh, ar… well."
Chin sighed again before continuing.
"To be frank, we have much more than before. The inn is bigger, our meals are larger, and safety has become a non-existent issue. The workload is bigger, and the community feeling is all but destroyed, but this is a small price to pay. I expected much worse, once again I thank you for everything my lord."
"Very well. Anyway, I woke up late today, so I'll have breakfast on the menu. What will you have, uncle?"
"Hmm… I think I will have the fish dish with the mushroom salad. As well as Jasmine tea."
"Very well, coming right up, my lords."
The woman left to prepare the meals.
"I must confess, nephew, it was a very honorable thing you did, giving those refugees a home. I really am proud of you."
"Well, I couldn't just let them die. Besides, the more people who enjoy the light of the fire nation the better."
"Yes… anyway, tell me nephew, what are your plans now?"
Uncle asked in a curious tone.
"Oh?"
To be frank, Zuko didn't know. He hadn't thought so far.
'Sai? What are our plans?'
"Rest for now and read the texts Suki gave us. This is not the ideal place for farther discussion."
"For now I will just relax and read the books about Kyoshi Suki gave me, I'll tell you more once we are back in the ship."
"Seems fair enough. I suppose the bag that you carried with you contains the very same texts?"
Iroh pointed at the bag that Zuko carried with him the entire time.
"Yes."
They had some small talk together until their meals arrived. They quietly ate their meals and uncle "tried his luck finding his missing tile" with the other old men at the corner of the in.
Zuko decided to read the books Suki gifted him. He had Sai monitor everything his uncle did and alert Zuko in any case he would be needed.
As it was, Sai alerted Zuko when he was at the end of the first book he got, it detailed the years were Kyoshi wasn't yet known as the one true Avatar.
It seems like the right moves for a lotus greeting were exchanged. It was his uncle and…
'Wait, is in one of the people from the meeting?'
"Yes, Lao Sho if I'm no mistaken. One of the chief engineers of Loban and one that was exposed to protect SADARA. I believe it's time to interferer."
'That laying sniveling snake!'
Zuko went to the pair.
"Hello uncle! I see you found your lotus tile."
"Ah, prince Zuko! Finished your book already? I hope you had an enjoyable read."
"It was enlightening, yes. So, who is your friend?"
Zuko looked at the engineer who had sweat drops across his entire face.
"Why this fine fellow is Lao sho, you may have met him in the factory. He is one of the head engineers there after all."
"Y-your h-highness…"
"Oh yes, I remember now! Loban told me about you, he is quite pleased with your work."
"W-why thank you…"
"You also have three kids, right? Two girls, Misaka and Masuku and a boy named Mushi if I'm not mistaken. The first one is going to get married next summer, no?"
"I… yes…"
The traitorous engineer had trouble swallowing his own spit now.
"Why it's a wonderful thing! I'm very happy for you."
His uncle added.
"T-thank you…"
"It's not all, it seems like little Mushi is following his old man's footsteps. He's already building things with his toys, like his dad. How old was he again, four? Five?"
"F-four your highness…"
Loa Sho was stuttering at the piece of information that he knew was certainly not given by Loban.
"I see, have a nice game then! Don't let me stop you, just don't say something I wouldn't."
Zuko looked at Lao Sho as he said that. The message was clear.
"I-I think I feel a little under the weather… I t-think that it would be for the best if I retire…"
The scum said as he wished to return to whatever hole he lived in.
"Oh… Are you sure? Even for one game? I promise you that neither of us bites, you shouldn't be afraid of us."
"I-I really should be going."
Uncle was about to talk when Zuko put a hand on his shoulder.
"It's enough uncle, if the man says he should leave than let him leave. Besides, your health isn't what it used to be, wasn't it today when you said you needed a cup of tea to feel warm? I don't think we should risk it."
Iroh looked conflicted, but he didn't see a way out without looking suspicious. So in the end, he backed down.
"I suppose you're correct."
Uncle said sadly.
The engineer didn't need any more excuse to bolt out of there.
Uncle sighed as he turned to Zuko.
"I think you scared him nephew, I told you that your getup will scare people away. A shame, I really hoped to have a match with him."
"I'm sure you will find others uncle. Look at the bright side, at least you found the missing tile. I will go explore the island a little, it should give you enough peace for another game or two."
Mi-Dved and Jasmine sat on the beach and looked at the other people there. It was the same place where Mi-Dved was washed off and where the pirates found him.
It was ironic really, a place that not two months ago was a hive of scum and villainy is now a resting place for the people filled with laughter of kids.
"Sister, can we talk about it?"
"Hm? About what, dear brother?"
The older siblings looked at his younger sister.
"Don't play coy with me, all this business with Zuko."
"What are you talking about, brother of mine?"
"Be serious. You know exactly what you're doing, your left mouth corner is rising a little like any time you scheme. Usually I don't care, but I actually like the guy. Besides, he's a prince, you're playing with fire in more than one way."
Jasmine wiped her mouth with her left hand.
"Listen, is it really that wrong? I understand that you have your older brother's duties, or whatever, but I can date whoever I want. You even said right now that you like him, so what's the problem?"
"The problem is that I'm pretty sure you're after his crown more than his love, don't even deny it. Besides, he's a prince with a chance to rule the world, you and I are literally at the bottom of the barrel when it comes to social status."
"I know, the prince marry the peasant girl like in the stories. it's so romantic~"
Jasmine put both her hands on her heart.
"You completely ignored the first part."
Mi-Dved grumbled under his breath.
"Besides, you're worry too much brother. As long as I get his attention and the both of us are on his good graces, the both of us are set for life. Just look at all the gifts he gave me."
Jasmine flexed the expensive swimwear and other accessories the prince gave her from the factory.
"I remember more than a few men having done the same, you didn't act so positive then. Some of them were much more handsome than Zuko."
Jasmine shuddered a little as she remembered some of her past sutures.
"Please, that was different, and you know that. They all only saw me as a piece of meat or another feather to their hat, both of us know that they would have gotten rid of you as soon as posable and of me once they lost interest. That even ignoring the age gap most had."
"And what makes you think Zuko's different?"
Mi-Dved raised an eyebrow that Jasmine returned.
"You liked him."
"Point."
The earth bender concluded.
"Besides, he wanted you before he even knew I existed, brother, I think your place is safe in that regard. He also was annoyingly resilient to my advances, am I losing my charm?"
"Considering the constant peaking of the boys, no."
Mi Dved nodded at a group of teenagers some distance away from them. Many of them were indeed trying to catch glances at the pair, or more accurately at Jasmine.
At the earth bender's nod, they all suddenly found the sand below them very interesting.
"But what I don't understand is why no one had the stones to actually come here, usually there is at least one idiot that would ignore me."
Mi-Dved wondered.
"Hmm… Maybe it's because they saw us with the prince. They probably think that I am some kind of noble lady or that the prince has interest in me, therefore I'm off limits."
"Well, anyway, I'm happy with the results."
"Screw you too, brother. But I suppose it's good that I start from a position of power, unlike back there."
"Which brings us back to our original talk. We already have much more than we thought we'll have after our escape, I don't want to risk it by you making enemies in high places or worse, making Zuko possessive of you."
"Well, for the last part I wouldn't worry, even spoiled rotten he, unlike the others, has a strict sense of morals in that regard. Besides, he's a good person."
Jasmine nodded to the direction of Zuko with her head. He was now sitting cross-legged with Xing facing the sea, they could even hear him if they tried hard enough. It seems like he was trying to teach it to… fire bend?
"Okay Xing, look at this."
Zuko drew breath and released an immense torrent of fire, big enough for an ostrich-horse to stand inside it whole and remain unseen. Once Zuko finished after half a minute, they both followed the beam until they lost sight of it.
"Now it's you turn."
Xing mimicked his helmet less master, the helmet was at the right side of its master and drew a big breath. It then released a small cloud of smoke from its mouth as the breath out became a small cough.
"Good boy!"
Zuko hugged the animal and rubbed his head with its own.
Back to the siblings, they both found this scene adorable in a way.
"As for the first part, brother, fine. I admit that it could be dangerous, I will keep my teasing to a minimum."
"That's all I'm asking."
Zuko was at the factory, working with the materials there to make upgrades for his armor.
His man already got their upgrade the day before from the factory. Now they had lighter but stronger armor as well as a machination that shoots darts from their right hand and a hook from their left one.
The two new toys were two separate bracelets that Sai designed. Both work with springs and bolts to shoot their relative ammunition. The darted were finger sized and could be filled with poison, either deadly, hallucinating or paralyzing.
The hooks were more of a safety feature for travel, to stop a fall from a cliff or to climb one quickly. They also were, however, very good at spearing targets and bringing them back.
For now, it was only he and Sai. He asked the siblings to take Xing for a walk, something the both of them were happy with. His uncle still hadn't returned from his games, probably still thinking that this lotus member will arrive.
'Are you sure that guy wouldn't squeal?'
"Positive. He knows that he's on our radar, he wouldn't try to take the risk. He may be willing to risk his own life, but not that of his family. We showed him that there is no way he could save them in time, not even with the help of the order."
"But this brings us to another, very awkward, point. Why did your uncle of all people meet with him?"
'What do you mean?'
"The engineer is the one that gives, or at least he would have, information. It was clear from his expression that he was going to report about the happenings of the meeting, so why did he want to sell it to your uncle of all people?"
'What are you getting at?'
"Nothing, your highness, just food for thought. Anyway, focus your flame on the iridium wires here…"
In the end, they stayed there until it was dark. The upgrades Zuko implemented to his swords made it easier to channel chi into them, as well as make the swords much sharper and sturdier.
Sai also infused small pockets of enchanted silver so the swords could harm spirits as well. Sai admitted that it would only sting spirits of higher standing, but it was better than nothing.
Now they were once again inside Zuko's room. As the day before, Xing brought another unlucky animal. This one was some kind of a hybrid between a monkey and a mantis. The thing had a monkey's head, body, limbs and tail. It had, however, another pair of limbs on his shoulders as well as mantis wings on its back, the mouth opened in a very insectoid way as well.
It was obviously a predator, one that was also slightly bigger than Xing himself. It looked like Xing had a fight for that one, a fight the hellhound emerged victorious from.
When he met the trio after he got to the ship, he was about to interrogate the siblings about what in Agni's name happened. But they were so dirty and tired that he let it slide and ordered them to bathe, Xing was after all only a dirty with some minor scratches that mostly healed.
Just what happened to them?
Whatever, it doesn't matter. After repeating the same ceremony as yesterday, Zuko once again debated with Sai about their next course of action.
'So the debate is wither to after that owl spirit or go south treasure hunting.'
"In short, yes. Old Wan and I have an arrangement of sorts. Every generation, the new overlord gives the data of the advancements of his procedure as a part of the library and in return gets access to all the library's content as well as the protection of guest right."
'Sounds… fare?'
"In a way. By now I took nearly everything the old bird could give, the only knowledge I may gain is from the last three thousand years when I was inactive. By the state of technology, the only real information I could get is news. So the library is more of a newspaper to me than a library."
"Even so, Wan Shi Tong gourds the overlord legend. Because of that, the overlord's achievements will never be truly gone. All in all, it is a fair exchange, I suppose."
"Besides, my library ticket is long overdue."
'And you know were to find him?'
"Yes, I can pinpoint Wan Shi Tong's location the same way I can pinpoint the Avatar. He is currently somewhere in the Si Wong desert."
'And why do we need to go to the south pole, again? You were very clear that we aren't ready yet.'
"And we're not. But deep in the icy planes of the south pole there is a storage of rare and unique materials left by the past overlords. It is crucial to secure it for our future plans. There is a risk, but with our current might and my ability to sense the Avatar, I believe that this is a risk worth taking."
"So what will it be, your highness?"
Zuko thought about it for a few minutes. A month ago, he would have jumped on the opportunity to go south and get close to the Avatar. Now, however, he was more levelheaded. As much as he wanted to try his luck with the Avatar down south, the fact that he had an unpaid debt to a spirit such as Wan Shi Tong.
'We'll go to the desert . I will not have unpaid duos.'
"Very well."
Xing managed to produce a few sparks amidst the smoke he coughed.
"He is advancing well, he should start spitting fire in a few days."
'So he really was a late bloomer.'
"True, the ignites and the olive oil helped as well."
Sai suggested a diet for Xing that besides a lot of different kinds of meat, consisted of natural extremely flammable things and hot fire related things. So far, the results were great; the malnutrition Xing had while he was on his own is steadily disappearing.
"It's a good thing that it hunts stronger foes. It shows that your companion has courage to face those stronger than him even when its life isn't under threat. It's loyalty to you is absolute, he wouldn't abandon you."
'But what if Xing gets hurt?'
"Hunting is in its blood, he will be fine."
'Wonder how its day went.'
A few hours earlier.
"Sure thing, you can count on us!"
Mi-Dved proclaimed to the prince as the former asked his sister and him to take Xing for a walk.
"Make sure to return before dark, and don't lose him."
"Of course my prince, as you command."
Jasmine answered.
The two siblings watched the prince's back as he went back to the factory.
"So… What's now?"
"Well, brother of mine, now we better get going. We don't want to lose little Xing after all."
"Your right, come boy."
The earth bender called for the hellhound to follow.
"Xing?"
The siblings looked right and left, but there was no sign for the animal.
"Spirits! How did he disappear so fast! We latterly said just two sentences!"
"I don't know! you're the one who was supposed to hold him, brother!"
"Me?! Why me?! You have two working hands!"
"Well, You're obviously the stronger and fitter one of us! I thought it was obvious!"
"Damn it, Zuko's going to skin us alive when he finds out!"
"Ok, ok, lets calm down for a moment. Everything is fine, we just need to find Xing before Zuko finishes whatever he's doing. We have a few hours at least."
Jasmine tried to calm her brother and herself down.
"And how are we suppose to do it? none of us is a hunter or even a tracker, sister."
"Well, how about you contribute something, you big oaf!"
"Well, maybe we'll go the jungle than?!"
This surprised Jasmine.
"The jungle? Why the jungle?"
"If he was somewhere in the village or somewhere else, people would have gathered to pat it or whatever. Besides, it's curious, it only makes sense that it went to explore the jungle."
"Ow… and I liked that dress."
The enchantress may say that, but she didn't hesitate to go to the dirty jungle.
Hunger… Excitement… Those are the things it felt.
After leader left for leader things, it went after the call of nature to relive itself. It released its waste in the nearest vegetation and went farther. It felt its belly was demanding nutrition and it obeyed.
A sun turn ago, it went after a fine sky walking prey. The thing put up a fight, but once the teeth bit into one sky limb the struggle ended quickly. It still felt the pride and the feeling of accomplishment it felt when leader received its hunt. Leader cared about it and nurtured it and protected it, as pack member it must do the best it can to support the pack and become strong enough for leader to relay on him.
To do that, he had to work and test itself against stronger enemies. The most common opponent was the same walking bald apes that looked like leader, but it figured that leader wouldn't like it to attack others like him, especially when they considered leader as their leader as well. Attacking peck members wouldn't bring leader respect.
So it went deeper into the green in search of a worthy opponent.
"Did you find something, sis?"
"No, you?"
"Damn, let's go to the next part."
They now searched the jungle near the place they lost Xing at, so far, the results were unsuccessful.
Mi-Dved and Jasmine took a right turn and suddenly they smelled something familiar.
"Ew… that disgusting."
"Well, lucky for us this piece of shit means we're on the right track, I recognize the shape and it's Xing's ."
"So what are you waiting for? Follow this shit!"
The siblings moved deeper into the jungle.
It smelled another target like the one from before. This time, the sky walking prey was smaller than the one before. A bite to the neck and the struggle was over. This wouldn't do, it can't show leader this small and weak thing.
With a growl of annoyance, the hunter stalked in search of a worthier target. Not before devouring the food before it, however. It was hungry after all.
In his search for prey, it didn't bother to clean its blood dripping maw. Neither did it care about whatever was left of the prey devoured. As it went farther deep, a trail of blood from its mouth marked its path.
The siblings followed a direction in hopes that it would lead them to Xing, it didn't. They decided to follow another direction so that may find a clue to save their skin.
"Zuko is so going to kill us!"
"Calm down, brother, maybe –"
It was then, when they heard the horrible shriek of a dyeing animal.
The siblings looked at each other.
"You don't think it was…"
"It didn't sound like Xing, sis. But I think we should check in either case. Who knows we may find a clue along the way."
"Can't hurt, I suppose. It's not like my dress isn't already ruined."
The two ran towards the source of the sound.
It continued in its track to hunt a worthy target. On its way it met a few other things, none of them proved to be a worthy adversary. They were all too small and weak. Some were fast, sure, but no one provided the test if strength it needed.
To not be confused, it did enjoy the hunt so far. The thrill of the hunt did good to his inner fire, it could feel that. With the proper food leader gave it, it could feel how each successful hunt fed his inner fire.
It threw away its last catch, some kind of a small scaly creature with four limbs and a relatively large tail. It was fast and hard to catch, but not something that would impress leader.
As it threw it away, another creature of similar build, if a bit bigger, ran from a bush. It took the corpse with it and ran away.
The incident gave it an idea. If a small dead catch brings bigger catch, then maybe big catch brings worthy target. Xing was so happy with the revelation that it decided to spare the thing that ran away and leave it alone.
Now to find bigger prey….
The siblings reached the place from where the screams came from. They found the thing that gave them, or at least whatever was left of it.
"Spirits, that's disgusting."
Jasmine said as she covered her mouth with both hands.
"Well, at least it wasn't Xing."
"At least?! It could have been Xing! We have a killer animal on the loose with Xing nowhere in sight, Zuko will feed us to the Komodo-rhinos if Xing will and up like that!"
"Aren't those herbivores?"
"I don't care what they are supposed to be, half of them looks at me like a piece of meat and the rest look at me like they what nothing more than to stomp on me!"
"So exactly like our male and female population than."
"This isn't time for jokes!"
"Whatever."
Mi-Dved couldn't help but roll his eyes and smile, even at their situation. He continued talking, however, as he noticed something.
"Look, there is a track of blood. Maybe if we follow it, we will find Xing."
"Or maybe the killer animal, you dolt!"
"Well, do you have a better idea?"
Jasmine growled, not unlike Xing when it was angry, and followed the trail of blood. Mi-Dved was right after her.
It followed the trail of another sky walking prey. It now had the idea to hurt one of the prey's sky limbs and make it the desired target for bigger marks.
The prey had its back to it as it crouched and prepared for attack. Then, as fast as it could, it pouched on the prey, teeth sink deep in the sky limb until it felt something snap.
It let go of the prey. The prey tried to fly, but with one sky limb not working it only did an awkward stumbling on the ground. It now stalked the wounded prey in hopes that a larger target will notice the easy meal as well.
After some time of stalking in the shadows, the voice of a prey whose fire was just snuffed out reached its ears.
It ran and busted through the bushes, it was met with a delightful sight.
The prey was now being devoured by a bigger target, and what a beautiful target it was!
The target was bigger than it, had a pair of limbs more than it, sharp ones too, and was obviously a predator. It was the biggest creature it had seen on the island that wasn't part on leader's pack.
Yes, it would be a worthy prize to show to leader indeed…
With a shriek and a growl, the two predators ran towards each other.
"Spirits forbade, just what kind of sadistic creature could do all of this?"
Mi-Dved could not help but nod at his sister's words. He wasn't a stranger to gruesome sights, it was part of life in the arena. Famished animals would cause quite a mess with their prey, but it would always be to eat them.
Whatever caused this literal trail of bodies didn't hunt just because it was hungry, many of the corpses were untouched (except of the killing wounds of course). This killer did it mostly for sport, and that worried the earth bender.
"At least the creature can't be much bigger then Xing."
"Hm? What makes you say it?
His sister turned to him in curiosity.
"Well, if it was bigger, we would have seen bigger bodies. It's up for excitement, it wouldn't miss an opportunity like that."
"Let's pray that you're right…"
They followed the literal trail of bodies with haste.
It was glorious!
The two opponents spar, claws and teeth against fists and sharp-limbs. Its enemy was stronger, it knew it, but it was the faster one in fight. This fact compensated for its lack of ways to attack, it only had one mouth and two attack limbs while its target had a mouth and four.
As their mutual mauling continued, it noticed that even though it was the better fighter, the opponent was just too strong. It wouldn't win this fight by strength alone. Its target also could fly with another pair of strange sky limbs that were on the target's back.
It then got an idea, it couldn't spit fire like leader, not yet at least, but it could blind the enemy for precious time. Then it could attack and maim the flying thing so fighting would be easier.
After the target threw it away, it pouched again. In their close combat it released a smoke breath right into the face of its opponent.
The blast caught the target head on. Smoke blinded is and entered the eyes and lungs, making it hard for the target to breathe and see.
In a fright, the target tried to fly away blindly, but it caught one of the sky limbs and tore it off. This caused the target to wail in pain and fall back to the ground.
It didn't relent, it mauled the target in a brutal fashion. Now it had the higher standing. The target threw attacks at greater strength, but they were blindly thrown and unfocused. The target gust couldn't fight as well as it did before.
And once it reached the neck of the target with its teeth it was over. It bit hard and spilled liquid. The target tried to throw it off and with a desperate strength of a dying creature it succeeded, but in doing so it only killed itself. The teeth tore away the throat and the drops became a spring.
When it stood up again, the target was already not breathing. It stood triumphantly on the prize he would show to leader and barked load for all to hear.
The two continued to follow the bloody path, each step made them more and more desperate.
So far, they had noticed no less than fifteen corpses. Just what kind of sadistic creature could do such a thing?
"I can't believe that a thing like this could exist in the island, it's a wonder that there are any wild animal at all!"
Jasmine said.
"And how did it escape the pirates notice, brother? I hardly think that they would let something to hunt their precious message birds with such impunity."
"Maybe it came after the pirates were gone? There were enough ships that docked here, maybe one of them brought the thing."
"I just hope Xing is alright. It's so cute and adorable, how could Xing possibly defend itself against such a vicious creature?"
"You really don't know Xing, sis, the little fur ball can put up a fight. Remember what I told you about the swamp?"
"I know, but a mother worries. Besides, this thing here is clearly a serial killer."
"One, you're the it's mother, you're not a mother at all. Two, I trust Xing enough to handle itself until we arrive."
"Hey! Zuko is its owner, isn't he? So that means Zuko is its dad, which naturally means that I, the main girl Zuko interacts with, is the mother!"
"What kind of logic… You both are friends at best. He literally ignored all your advances and said he values you as a friend, if that doesn't friend zone than nothing is."
"Oh boo hoo! As if you know something about romance. You better listen to your experienced little sister in this one."
"You conning guys isn't romance, no matter how many times you do it. Besides, I have more experience in steady relationships."
"You and Zia date two months, at best. Besides, didn't she literally stab you in the back, oh grand guru of love?"
"And it still was longer and much healthier than any of your relationships."
"Why you-"
The siblings suddenly heard sounds of a fight in the distance.
"Spirits, it sounds like Xing."
Mi-Dved proclaimed as the two of them sprinted, uncaring about the state of cleanness of their clothes.
After a few minutes, they finally were close. They even could hear Xing's barking.
"Mama is coming, Xing!"
"Not a mother!"
The two of them busted into the clearing, expected the worst. Instead, they were surprised to find Xing standing atop some kind of monkey insect hybrid.
Jasmine immediately ran to Xing to hug it.
"Baby! You're alright! Are you okay? Did this nasty thing hurt my little baby boy? Oh, how brave you are, defeating… whatever it was."
The hellhound wiggled its tail as the female hugged him, translating her behavior as a pride of his hunt.
While the sister fretted over the hellhound, the brother came to a different conclusion.
Mi-Dved noticed the markings on the now dead animal, they were uncomfortably similar to marks on the other corpses they found. Together with the conclusions of his discussion with Jasmine about the outsider roots of the killer, he came to a very frightening (and very real) realization.
The sadistic killer was no other than –
"This thing?"
"I'm a, what?"
His sister's voice drew him back to reality.
"I asked, brother of mine, if you know what is this thing."
"Oh, according to what I know from the little time I was here, this thing is a praying mantis ape. They are considered the apex predators of those small remote islands."
"So it was what killed all those animals."
"Well, actually –"
"Good boy~ you defeated the vile murderer. Look at you, already standing up for yourself like that!"
Mi-Dved decided to keep quiet.
The trio went out of the woods, Jasmine's dress was all muddy and ruined and Mi-Dved was little better. Xing itself was covered in blood, most of which was not his own, and dragged with its mouth the dead praying mantis ape by the right leg.
They didn't even notice when it became dark, their only thought in mind was how to explain all of this to-
"Prince Zuko!"
Jasmine shouted in a surprised tone at the armored figure that gotten close.
"Jasmine, Mi-Dved, right on time. I thought that you would be back in your rooms by now, but nevertheless thank you for kipping Xing company… What in Agni's name happened to you? And is it blood on Xing?!"
"I- w-well…"
"Y-you see-"
"Bark!"
The hellhound dropped its catch near Zuko's feet and wiggled his tail happily.
"Oh, what do we have here?"
The prince crouched on one knee and studied the dead animal.
"Let's see, an adult praying mantis ape… six years old… looks healthy enough, well for a corpse… Did you catch it yourself?"
"Bark!"
"Good boy~"
Zuko patted the hellhound's head with affection.
"Listen, Zuko…"
The earth bender tried to start an explanation that hopefully would save them from most of the prince's rage.
"Save it. Xing looks fine and happy, so it's enough for me. We will talk about this tomorrow, for now bath, eat and sleep. I insist on that order."
"Yes, sir."
Both siblings said.
"Are you sure you want to go with me?"
Zuko was in his cabin on his ship. He is having right now a discussion with the siblings about their next trip. In went without saying that the two of them weren't thrilled to go back to the desert from which they escaped. Nevertheless, they stood firm in their opinion to stay with Zuko through thick and thin.
"I really don't like it, but a deal is a deal. Besides, it's better for us to be there to guide you through the dessert and spare you all kinds of misunderstanding with the locals."
Mi-Dved answered.
"This spirit of knowledge sounds interesting as well. It can be a once in a lifetime opportunity."
Jasmine added.
"Thank you… both of you."
And so, the ship sailed back to the conquered Gauling base.
AN
And this is the end of chapter 14
By the way, the story is now more than 100K words!
The earth kingdom refugees found home in Zuko's employ, how would this change things, I wonder.
Another scam of the white lotus is foiled by the ever vigilant prince and his aid, a great victory for the ascending overlord. Sai, of course, continues to tear apart the uncle and nephew slowly but surly. Poisoning Zuko's thoughts with the worst kind of manipulation, the truth.
Mi-Dved and Jasmine had their heart to heart talk, and Jasmine revealed at least part of her plans for the future.
Once again, the crew got an upgrade. Zuko as well.
Now Zuko has a reason to go both to the dessert and the south pole, and with the bounty on his head the journey will be more dangerous then ever!
He also may or may not meet a few other cannon characters that I'm sure you all are waiting for.
Now the last half of the chapter had Xing as a narrator, for those that had hard time following. it was a challenge to write an animal's point of view, the "it" and the lack of self awareness where a nightmare to write much more than to read. I deliberately didn't have Xing call itself by its name because despite its intelligence, it still lacks the self awareness to use a name.
I also wanted to show the other side of the cute puppy. it is a killing machine, there is reason why the swamp tried to kill it so much. I tried to paint an analogy between Xing and Zuko, both started with a disadvantage, both are trying their best to please their relative authority figure and both are reflecting each other. However, Zuko grew in the oppressive environment of his father while Xing has a supportive one. This reflects in their progress as well, while Zuko was stuck under the weight of his father Xing flourishes. There are of course many differences, one is a man and the other a beast, one knows right and wrong and the other do not.
And so we are setting sail to the mainland!
Chapter 16: Chapter 15
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 15
"Shoot!"
"Pull!"
"Dart!"
Zuko was with his men training with the new equipment. For the few days they were on sea, Sai insisted that the crew must master the dart shooters and the graphing hook before their journey to the south pole.
Because of that, every day he and the crew wasted an hour training against dummies. Mi-Dved himself wasn't spared as he stood in line with the man, the only two who weren't included were Jasmine and his uncle.
The former was not included for obvious reasons, Jasmine wasn't a warrior and nor did she want to be one. She was having fun right now watching all the others suffer if the smile on her face was anything to go buy. It wasn't the sadistic smile Azula had, but a mischievous one that didn't really want anyone to get hurt. She was holding Xing in her hands, who didn't seem to mind the attention at all.
His uncle on the other hand claimed that his back didn't agree with the new toys of the young, "Old eel hounds can't learn new tricks." Were his words. To Zuko it sounded that his uncle was just lazy.
Their main strategies were to use overwhelming numbers against a single fast or heavy armored target. Teamwork was integral for the successful subjugation of mighty targets that no one man can hope to hold against, mainly the Avatar.
That is not to be said that there weren't one on one spars, Zuko (and Sai) made it a point that no one of the men under his command will ever find himself at loss again a single opponent.
For that, Zuko used Mi-Dved as practice for the troopers to simulate a battle against an earth bender. Mi-Dved used sand and the crew members used balls of ink as darts and low temperature fire bending, so everything was as safe as can be.
In the end, Mi-Dved was painted all over his body. Actually, there was more paint than skin. The crew also had sand stack in very annoying and hard to reach places. Zuko decided that everyone deserves an extra dessert after that training, Mi-Dved had double.
In the end, they reach the navy base after another two days. Zuko noticed that the base was upgraded, it had four high towers, each had an Eye of Cheng tied to it. If he had to guess, they had some kind of machination that pulled back the Eyes for quick deployment.
Once they arrived there, they were greeted with the happily familiar face of lieutenant Shen. The old man organized his crew comfortable places to stay and rest. Meanwhile, he invited Zuko to his study.
"Your highness, it's a pleasure to see you again."
"Likewise, Shen. How is life treating you so far?"
The old lieutenant waved his head dismissively.
"Oh you know, the usual. Commanding this mission, ordering that operation, breathing down my daughter's neck about getting a boyfriend. Nothing out of the ordinary. Although the added paperwork is a bother."
"Sorry to hear. By the way, how are you in command of a navy base while being a lieutenant, if you don't mind asking?"
Shen chuckled at that a little.
"Well, the port needed a captain and none are available at the moment. It appears that our little adventure caught the higher ups by surprise. So as the one who led the assault, Zhao had the freedom to choose a temporary captain until a proper replacement will arrive."
"Although between you and me, your highness, I suspect Zhao only jump on the excuse to get rid of me. If Zhao has his way, there may pass some time until a proper replacement arrives, especially if my work is done well."
"That does sounds like Zhao, yes."
"But forgot about the boring tales of an old man, I heard you had quite a trip after we last met. Swamp monsters, Kyoshi warriors, some even say that you battled the Unagi toe to toe. They are asking if you are preparing for a second round of the last one, by the way."
"Are they crazy?! Have they seen the size of that thing?!"
This caused the lieutenant to raise an eyebrow.
"So you did meet the Unagi."
"Meet is a generous word, it was more like jetting my boat for dear life until we reach the shore. There where too many close calls, I think Mi-Dved is traumatized for life."
"Yes, he does seem to have some bad luck with boats… Nevertheless, there aren't many men who could claim to survive the Unagi's wreath, even fewer are those that can claim to not lose companions at such exchange."
And so, the two continued to talk about Zuko's adventures.
Zuko decided to spill the beans about the swamp water benders. He held no love nor commitment for the tribe of the one who attacked him, and the soldiers needed to know about the possibility of a water tribe raid.
Shen promised to take precautions, as well as having patrols around the swamp once they gain enough foothold in the area. They both decided that leading an assault on the swamp isn't an option, the environment will make their advantages null and their soldiers an easy pray. That was without the possibility of the men bringing back with them a plague.
That, however, led Shen to explain about the state of the war theatre so far.
"Our forces are on the move for the deeper parts of the earth kingdom as we speak, our control over the navy base and the sea strip gave us the logistic foundation we needed for a foothold in the area."
"The supply is cut off from Gaoling, its conquest is a question of time in this point. Although it seems that the Beifong patriarch is concerned with other matters and left the war business as a second concern."
That surprised Zuko.
"Really? I thought that he was supposed to be a cunning businessman, has he gone senile?"
"The key word is businessman, not general, but I agree with you. There are rumors that his daughter was kidnapped a few weeks ago and that he offered half of his wealth to anyone who will return his daughter to him with the head of the one responsible."
"That's rough…"
"Indeed. What are your plans now, if you don't mind me asking? Nothing classified, of course."
"Well, I planned a trip to the Si Wong desert. There are some things that I need to do there, spirit stuff."
"I see… Although I can't help you with spirits, I can give you some advice. I wouldn't dare to tell you what to do, but I humbly suggest avoiding the desert. There are vicious bandit tribes there that perfected their art of raiding, you have the attention of one as well."
Zuko remembered all his conversations with Mi-Dved and Jasmine about the desert and Amora, there was one name that came to mind.
"Mi-Sha, if I'm not mistaken."
That seemed to surprise the lieutenant a little.
"Why, yes. I didn't think you would know the name, I myself only knew it because of my long service at the front."
"He was mentioned once or twice by Mi-Dved and Jasmine."
"It makes sense, yes."
Shen patted his beard.
"But I must advise caution, your highness. You already made an enemy out of him, enough for him to try to have you killed or worse. Heading to his home turf is hardly the wisest decision, even for one as powerful as you."
"I appreciate your concern, but I am well aware of him and his minions. I already scared one away, and I promise you that my men and I are much stronger than we were. Besides, it will be in and out, shouldn't take more than two days."
The old man sighed.
"I hope you're right. But please be careful, this man is considered the greatest outlaw since the pirate queen Tagaka."
"She was a rather successful pirate from Kyoshi's time, wasn't she? She made a 'fifth nation' formed from outlaws if I'm correct. Sounds like a charming woman, Sadara Would approve."
It was strange, Zuko would have usually blown off the guy for daring to say he was weak, but the had a scuffle with only one enforcer last month showed. He saw how dangerous they can be, he himself may have died if he didn't have backup.
Needless to say, it made him much more cautious with his approach to the bandit lord.
"I have my crew as guards, if push comes to shove, we'll fall back. Xing, that's my pet by the way, will smell danger well before it can reach us."
"That's all I'm asking. By the way, I didn't see your new earth base companions, are they well?"
"Mi-Dved and Jasmine? Yeah, they fine. Mi-Dved needed an extra bath from the ink and Jasmine is preparing something in her room after meeting your daughter and Ling. Something about not being outdone by some cow, I didn't really understand."
Sis, is everything ok with you?"
The earth bender watched his sister as she practiced her dancing moves. She also had a plate of treats and buns on the table next to her.
"Sorry brother, need to concentrate."
She said as she moved at a fast pace.
"Why are you training so long anyway?"
"Need to lose weight."
"You could start by eating less sweets, you know."
"Need to grow bigger."
"You're not making any sense, sister."
"Women are mysterious. In all my years, and for all my experience, I have yet to scratch the surface. Such are the woes of men everywhere."
The rest of the evening went on as the two of them happily talked about various things. Zuko had to admit that it was nice.
In the next morning, Zuko and his squad were preparing to embark. They were soon joined by his uncle and the siblings.
"Hello uncle, glad you could make it."
And he meant it too, he may be a bit miffed with his eldest living family member, but he still liked his uncle.
Besides, having the dragon of the west raises his strength by some.
"My prince, it seems I have a problem. The Komodo-rhinos are disagreeing with me."
The beast next to her was reluctant to let the girl touch her, let alone ride her.
"Maybe it's sensing your personality, sis?"
"Shut it, bird brain."
"That may be your perfume, my lady. It's their mating time at this time of the year, while the males fight for dominance, the females are basking themselves in jasmine flowers. The stronger the scent, the more food the female has and therefore more fitting to have a child."
The local beast master of the base explained.
"Your perfume must have made the females see you as a competition, hence the cold shoulder."
By the end of the explanation, Mi-Dved was laughing himself to tears.
Zuko, however, saw the problem.
"So you're telling me she can't ride Komodo-rhinos, not females and nor males?"
"Basically yes, your highness. May I offer an ostrich-horse instead?"
Zuko didn't even need to think.
"Do it. Jasmine, you will be in the middle with my uncle. Mi-Dved, you're on the front with me."
"Yes, my prince."
"Yes, sir."
A few minutes later they started their track to the library.
"What do you have, girl?"
The bounty hunter known as June patted the head of her mount and companion, the Shirshu Nyla. The two of them were on the hunt for a juicy bounty, it seems like the fire prince Zuko made enemies with the wrong man.
They used Nyla's special talent as a Shirshu to track their target. As the rest of her kind, Nyla could track something by smell all the way to the other side of the world. A trick that made them one of the best names in the profession.
After they lost blowy man, a fellow bounty hunter and a rival, Nyla led them to the beach. June knew then and there that the prince was off continuant and decided to wait for him to come back at sea with daddy's boat toys there was no risk of someone claiming her price.
And so, they waited for the target to come to them. After a few days of camping, Nyla jerked her head and sniffed. It seems like their target was getting closer. Unsurprisingly, the prince went to the newly conquered navy base.
A damn shame really. From experience, fire nation army camps were more secure than their earth kingdom counterparts. Still easy enough to get in and out for someone with her skills and experience, but not something she would make a regular occurrence if she could avoid it.
What's more, that wasn't a simple camp, but a full-blown port. She didn't want to try her luck with so many soldiers, she also didn't want to put Nyla in front of so many Komodo-rhinos.
So they decided to stay put and wait for the spoiled prince to come out of his little comfortable base, she just hoped he wasn't going to set sail again. It would be rather annoying to tail him across the entire beaches of the continent.
Luck seemed to be on her side this time, as Nyla once again sniffed the air and confirmed that the prince was on the move. Why he was kind enough to venture deep inside the continent and away from the safety of the fire army. He was basically gift wrapping himself for her, what a person she will be if she refuses such a generous offer.
As they got close enough, she could see the prince and his party. There were ten Komodo-rhinos and one ostrich-horse in total, two Komodo-rhinos at the front, two at the back, two on each side and two in the middle protecting the girl on the ostrich-horse.
The Komodo-rhinos in the front and at the center had one person each, she spied an old man and a lieutenant at the middle and a rather big boy that looked like an earth bender and another armored man at the front. According to Nyla, the black armored man with the rather stylish helmet was their target.
"Well, well, well, it seems like we're right on target boy. Let's wait for them to prepare camp and once we get the prize, I'll treat you with every treat there is, what do you say, boy?"
The blind beast growled in agreement.
"Good boy ~"
The two of them just needed to attack while most of the guards were distracted and before the group reached the desert. Hot sun and sand did not agree with a fluffy thing like her girl.
The Shirshu sniffed her nose once again and growled a different growl to the east.
"What, again with that blow boy? Argh, he doesn't know when to quiet, does he? At least this is going to be interesting…"
Zuko and his men (and Jasmine) were preparing camp, and each and every one of them was preparing for an attack. Xing growled at the same direction ever since they left the port, if that wasn't a sign that they were followed, then nothing was.
They started a campfire and fed the beasts their ration, Zuko was also checking the final details of the umbrellas they prepared for the desert. This was an idea of Sai to protect the beasts, and themselves, from the harsh sun. It wasn't fashionable by any means, but it would greatly help them on the journey.
Xing was still growing at some spot in the hills, most likely where their stalker was hiding in ambush. The hellhound was seething smoke as if to prepare a fire blast, which it still wasn't able to but was very close according to Sai.
"So what's the plan, your highness?"
Lieutenant Jee asked as he, uncle, Zuko himself and for some reason Jasmine, were looking at Xing across the table.
"Hmm… They are most likely planning an attack at night, but who are they? And why targeting especially us? This was going since we left the port. What are your thoughts uncle?"
His uncle hummed and patted his beard.
"There is always the chance that they are a special task force from the earth kingdom that somehow gained information about you, but I find it unlikely."
"And why is that, uncle?"
"Well, for one, no one knew about your plans to go to the desert and could act fast enough for such an ambush. There is no reason to target our party specifically, not when other more threatening raiding parties left the port before and after us."
"Besides , I believe we are dealing with one person, or at least one mount."
That caused confusion to the present human at the table.
"What do you mean, uncle?"
It was surprisingly Jasmine who answered.
"Oh! Is it because Xing growled at the same spot all the time? If he felt more than one enemy, he would growl at all of their directions."
"That's… was on the spot, yes. How did you know that?"
It seems that uncle was caught by surprise as were the rest of them from the unexpected answer of someone none of them considered a tactical thinking person.
"Thank you, I have seen my fare share of strays fighting in the streets."
"So back to our topic, how do you suggest we deal with our stalker?"
Zuko asked the table.
"I would suggest just mauling them with our Komodo-rhinos, we can even use Xing's sense of smell to track them. But there is no geranti that our mounts can catch up to their mount, neither can we be sure that they wouldn't lead us to an ambush."
Lieutenant Jee added his thoughts.
"Well then, how about we invite them to a cup of tea then, nephew? Ask them about their business with us, what do you say?"
His uncle innocently asked.
"Uncle, please be serious."
"Oh, but I am. With the two of us there is hardly a person, even mounted, that can stand up to us. We can meet them on our terms and find them easily with our little four-legged friend here, showing that a surprise attack is most likely to fail and discouraged our guest from such an action."
Zuko stared at the old man again. He was once again reminded that this tea loving lazy fat old man was one of the most successful military minds in the history of the fire nation.
"Your thoughts?"
Zuko asked the rest of the table, to which both Jee and Jasmine shrugged.
"I suppose it beats waiting for an ambush every night. Fine, let's meet them. Jee, prepare a cavalry of three Komodo-rhinos at the blind spot behind the tents and wait for a sound of fire bending for when things will go south."
Zuko concluded as the lieutenant gave a salute.
"Just so you know, I still think it's stupid, uncle."
Zuko told his honest thoughts to the oldest man in their group. All the while he was holding Xing with his both hands. The hound sniffed the air in disdain and pointed them to their would-be pursuer.
"Oh don't worry, nephew, everything will be fine."
"And you just had to jinx it…"
When they got far enough from the camp Xing began to growl, it was clear that the adversary was near. In the same time Sai notified him about the exact position of the enemy behind the dune, Zuko could see with his helmet the outlines of a huge beast through the dune.
" Careful, your highness. We're dealing with a Shirshu, a big subterranean predator that can stun a grown man with a touch of its whip like tong. Its clows are strong enough to tear through low grade steel and its most impressive trait is a mole like nose that can smell a rat from the other side of the continent."
Zuko put Xing down.
"Stay."
He told the small hellhound. The animal continued to growl, but thankfully stayed in place.
"Hello! Would you like a cup of tea?"
His uncle called.
Zuko, meanwhile, prepared for an attack. He held an explosion at bay and his gauntlets were ready to release clows at any second.
He was of course proven correct for his vigilance when the Shirshu tried to tag him with its tongue. Zuko managed to block the paralyzing tongue with his metal graves.
He released a blast that caught the Shirshu head on. The beast staggered a feat or so back, clearly in pain. Its owner, a dark haired pale skinned woman, yelled in indignation a few things that would make even a sailor blush.
Zuko decided to address the root of the problem.
"Who are you, lady? Why are you following us?"
"I own you nothing, you little squirt!"
She followed by a whip strike that his uncle easily avoided, a complete contrast to his stocky build.
The beast then jumped at Zuko with its claws ready to tear him to shreds, it missed by inches as Zuko jetted himself to the side. Zuko released a quick but relatively weak explosion to the back of the beast, which forced the rider to fall to the ground.
She, however, fell on her feet with a feline's grace, not unlike Tai Ly would have, and quickly began her assault on the prince.
She was a combination of both Tai Ly and Mai, Zuko concluded, only more experienced and without any holdbacks about killing. The would-be assassin had rained Zuko with her darts, throwing knives and all kind of medium range weapons that where kept Agni knows here. He also heavily suspected that a large portion of them were covered in Shirshu spit, something that Sai confirmed.
She, likewise, was very agile and danced around his attacks. She however kept a little distance, it seemed that the various spikes on his armor weren't for her liking.
At his uncle's side, from what Zuko dared to look, it was a stalemate as well. Every time the beast would advance, uncle would have either roll away or send a blast to discourage the beast. Every time the animal would try to help its master, he would stand in its way.
It was impressive really, but Zuko had a gut feeling that his uncle was holding back.
"I will ask again, why were you following us? What do you want?"
Zuko said as he sent a fire ball towards the woman and evaded a whip to the unarmored parts of his neck.
"You know I can't say that, it's unprofessional. Besides, invite me to a dinner first."
The woman replied as she jumped above the fire ball and threw three, more than likely poisoned, darts at him.
"Sorry, not into old hags."
Zuko blocked the darts with his armored arm and sent another fire ball at his attacker.
"Hey! Take that back you brat!"
The comment seemed to enrage the woman as she snapped her whip and dissolved the fire ball. She then sent her whip another time at Zuko, which he caught with his gauntlet.
"Got you!"
The two of them proclaimed as they pulled their respective and of the rope. What followed was a contest of strength between the two opponents, neither giving ground to the other.
"Give it up… kid… I beat up… guys twice your size…. When I was your age…"
The woman said with greeted teeth as she struggled to overpower the surprisingly strong kid.
"Then you sure… let yourself down… lady…"
Zuko was struggling as well against the deceptively strong woman. A part of him that held his ego took a little blow seeing himself not stronger than the woman.
" You are seven times physically stronger then you were when I first spoke to you, don't ever feel yourself weak."
'Then how… is she… so strong?!'
" We can ask her once we bit her. Although I do wonder, why aren't you electrocuting her?"
'Oh…'
In the desire to prove himself stronger he completely forgot the most obvious solution, something he fixed as he sent a high voltage of electricity through the whip to the woman.
"AHH!"
The beast rider screamed as she lost grip on her whip and fell to the floor. Lucky for her, the whip wasn't a great conductor and most of the electricity didn't even reach her.
She stood shakily on her feet, a little jolt was seen here and there. She also held the arm that used to hold the whip, her arm clearly in pain.
"Now that… was cheating…"
"There are now rules to cheat on, now why are you here?"
The woman was about to say another snarky remark, but the sound of stomping was heard. It seems that the cavalry had finally arrived.
"Sorry, brat. It seems like we'll have to continue our date another time. There are only so many men I'm ready to entertain."
She whistled and the Shirshu smacked its tail on the sand, wiping a blinding wave of sand towards uncle, and jumped high above the old man. It reached its master as she held her, now only working, hand to catch some gripping point on the saddle.
Then, in a move that must have taken at least some good months to practice, she did some acrobatics with the beast's help and was in a second on top of the mount.
She went away just in time as the komodo-rhino cavalry arrived with lieutenant Jee and Mi-Dved at the front.
"Rain her! Hook and crook!"
Zuko ordered as he pointed at the quickly disappearing duo.
The men did as he commanded and began executing the order. Half of them shot their newly acquired hook gauntlets to keep the target in place, while the other half should projectiles.
One hook was able to catch the agile beast, which in turn gave the other four enough opening to have their pound of flash. The projectiles mostly either missed the beast or fell off its thick fur.
Some darts, however, managed to pierce through. A spear with some stone around the meeting point of the head and the wooded base found its way into the right lower limb of the beast, courtesy of Mi-Dved's earth bending.
It was short lived, however, as the mighty claws of the Shirshu tore through the cables of the graphing hooks like a hot knife through butter, releasing it. Fueled by survival instinct, the animal sprinted as fast as it could go, well beyond the reach of the party.
"Go after it, sir?"
Lieutenant Jee asked atop his ride, it was his hook that caught the Shirshu.
"I suggest again it nephew, we don't know were she may take us. Besides, the two of them are clearly in no situation to bother us farther."
Zuko looked at the disappearing point of their attacker, as well as the inhuman blood stains across the land.
"Very well, let's go to camp. We had enough excitement for one day."
Zuko was at the "planning" table of the camp, discussing the last happening with the man (and Jasmine).
"I think I maybe know who that was."
Proclaimed Lung, one of the two fire benders that were with Zuko when he claimed the helmet.
"Really?"
"Yes, I think she was June the bounty hunter. Pale black-haired beauty with a whip riding on a Shirshu, there can't be many like that."
"Let's hope so…"
Zuko grumbled under his breath. He, however, continued with the conversation.
"But how do you know about her? Don't take it personally, but you don't exactly look as the type to be interested in bounty hunters."
"He is when it's a hot chick!"
The soldier next to Lung said, much to the amusement of most present (and Lung's dismay). After the chuckles ended, however, Zuko turned to Lung.
"Can you tell us more about her? Let's be serious now guys."
Zuko said the last part as he noticed the others starting to get mischievous looks.
The poor fire bender, seemingly much more relaxed after knowing Zuko was on his side, told what he knew about June.
"Well, she has this beast we saw, a thing that's called a Shirshu. It's completely blind but can apparently see through its nose. It has the strongest sense of smell, point. It can smell a rat on the other side of the continent, that's how strong it is."
"So you're saying this thing can track us wherever we go?"
Mi-Dved asked. His face said nothing, but Zuko saw in his eyes that the thought weighed heavily on him. The earth bander was just glad that their pursuers didn't have a thing like that when the siblings made their escape.
"Well… technically yes. It can also paralyze you with a whip from his tongue."
"Great, now you will tell us it can also slash through metal!"
Another soldier said while waving his hands up.
"..."
Lung's silence only dampened the mood.
"Come on!"
The same soldier yelled.
At least uncle held his cool.
"Gentlemen, please, you all are forgetting the most important thing! The thing is deeply wounded, I hardly think it will follow us any time soon."
"But what if there are others like that?! What do we do then?!"
Zuko finally had enough.
"We do what we did now. We beat this thing today, and we can do it again. I'm more concerned about something else. Lung, you said she was a bounty hunter, right?"
"Ahm… yes."
"So she came here for a bounty, on whom? Mi-Dved, Jasmine, do you know someone that may be her employer?"
"There are many people, yes."
The earth bender said.
Uncle, however, had other ideas.
"I hardly think she was here because either of you. June attacked Zuko and I. If she was after you two, she would have come right at you and wouldn't have wasted her time with us. No, her target was either I or Zuko, or even both."
That confused the soldiers, and Zuko as well.
"What do you mean, sir? Who is dumb enough to send an assassin after you and the prince?"
"Maybe it was the earth kingdom? Some general grew restless?"
"Or the earth king is finally getting his hands dirty?"
His uncle disagreed with the theories, however.
"The generals of the earth kingdom had enough time to target the two of us for over more than a year, they would also most likely have their soldiers after us to claim the glory. The same with the earth king."
"No, I think that the one who put the bounty is someone we crossed recently, but what did we recently do to receive such attention I wonder."
Uncle said it in a tone that said he knew exactly what this was all about but expected the rest to figure it out.
'You have something, Sai?'
"Yes, but I agree with your uncle this time. You are smart enough to figure it yourself."
'Prick.'
Zuko thought about what he did in the last mouth, but all he got was his skirmish at Hǎibiān, the conquest of the Gaoling strip and the two raids he had on the pirates. But except the conquest, those deeds would mean nothing to anyone besides… oh.
"You're saying Mi-Sha is behind this."
Zuko said to, not asked, his uncle.
"My conclusion as well."
"Yes, the evidence points that way. Now tell me Zuko, what will we do now? We are going deep into enemy territory and the ruling force actively wants us dead, is the risk really worth it, nephew? I will follow you either way you go."
Zuko looked at the men, they were uncertain and some of them began liking the idea to go home.
"Look how he undermines your authority. His intentions may be pure, but he stands in your way to your destiny. You must raise morale now or this entire expedition is doomed!"
"No, we are going, the reward is worth the risk. Look how easily we beat the bounty hunter! Lung, how high does she rank in the bounty hunting leaderboard?"
"Well, one of the best. Both in success rate and lethality."
"See, there is nothing we can't do when we are together! With this helmet, we can reach the great library of Wan Shi Tong and liberate knowledge that will push the fire nation decades ahead. Things like this will become common."
Zuko showed them the holographic projection of the way to the library. It was a risk, he knew, but even with some of the abilities of Sai unveiled, the risk of someone figuring the truth out is still low. Especially with the right words.
"This helmet holds many secrets, secrets that I am only beginning to scratch. With the help of the spirit of knowledge, I can use it to better the life of all the people of our great nation. No more famine, no more death at childbirth, no more incurable diseases! Are we really going to fall back empty handed because a thug from a send pit has problems with us?!"
"NO!"
"So are you with me, men?"
"YEAH!"
"So prepare for tomorrow, we have much work before us."
'Did I do the right thing, showing them your abilities like that?'
Zuko asked Sai as he was at his sleeping bag, Xing found a place to sleep on his chest.
"You did what you thought was right at the time. Don't regret it, regret is a sin. One that even the overlords can't bear. Besides, the truth would have to come out eventually, you did it while shedding on us as much favorable light as possible."
Zuko looked to his right and saw that the siblings were still a little shaken, even in their sleep. They were holding each other for comfort in a platonic way only blood-related close family members could.
"You need to talk to them."
'I know, but how can I do it without stepping on their trauma?'
"Talk to their heart. But for now, have a rest. You will have a long day tomorrow."
Toph, can you come here for a moment please?
"Sure Kia, how can I help you?"
The woman and the girl were in the "lobby" of his office as they usually were in whatever spare time they had together.
To be frank, Toph really liked Kia. Kia was different from her mother, while both had their motherly instincts, her mother was always distant and to "ladylike" to show affection. Oh, she gave her a lot of gifts and everything, but it was mostly a pity.
Kia was more affectionate; she had no trouble hugging and messing Toph's hair nor did she have a big problem with how toph behaved. True, Kia pitied her as well, but for different reasons. Kia's pity came from the kidnaping, something the two of them had in common and bounded with.
It wasn't fair to her mother, Toph knew. Her mother did love her, very much so, but Toph couldn't remember when was the last time her mother hugged her without saying "poor girl".
When she was near the water tribeswoman, Kia held in her hands the collar she wore around her neck.
"Do you know what I'm holding in my hand, dear?"
"A collar? The one you always wear. Are you sure you're allowed to take it off?"
"What?! No! it's a betrothal neckless, one that the man gives the woman he wants to marry."
"So a collar of a different kind then."
"Well… it's one way to look at that- never mind."
The older woman sighed.
"I showed you this for a reason, Toph as you know, I have a daughter not much older than you. I miss her and try as I may, I see her in you. I know that you already have a mother that loves you, and I feel bad for doing this for the two of you, but I consider you as a part of my family."
"I- well- ahm… I hope you aren't planning to marry me off."
Toph knew that Kia was looking at her like a daughter, she wasn't blind (well, she was, but you know what she meant!), she also couldn't fault Kia for that. She couldn't imagine how in was like to be trapped here for six years! No wonder the woman needed companionship.
The sudden proclamation did catch her off guard.
The older women let a few chackles.
"Oh no, I wouldn't dare to, no. but let's be serious now."
She suddenly became serious.
"As harsh as it may be, I probably will never get out of this place."
"What! No-"
Kia held her hand up to stop Toph.
"No, listen. You, on the other hand, may still have a chance if you play your cards right. I hate to ask it of you, but I want you to take the neckless. When you are free from this hell hole, please go to the south pole to the settlement of 'Wolfe Cove'. Please give my daughter this neckless and tell her that she still has a mother that loves her, and that her mother is proud of her and her brother. Can you tell them this? Please?"
"I… Sure! Once I'm out of this stink hole I will find them! Then I'm gonna bring here an army to get you out! Mark my words!"
Kia chuckled once again. It was nice, she did it to not hurt other's feelings, not from some norm of politeness.
"As much as I would love to get out, I rather have you as far away as possible. And please, be truthful with your parents, I'm sure they will love you as you are."
"I-"
Toph suddenly went silent as she felt familiar steps. Kia, who was used to Toph's senses, followed suit.
The door opened and showed him in all his glory.
"Come with me, girl, I have a mission for you."
She suddenly had a very bad gut feeling as she hid the neckless between her clothes, without him noticing, and followed his lead.
AN
And this is the end of chapter 15
We see the crew with his upgrades and meet an old face who gave Zuko the state of things around.
Seems that Jasmine got her own medicine, maybe now she will be more understanding with the Kioshi Warriors.
Tagaka is a real character from the times of Avatar Kioshi.
We also have an explanation for Jasmine's mutual dislike with the fire nation mounts. to be fair I did it because I found if funny if each sibling had some dislike for each of the two most common beast of burden.
After a check in WIKI, I discovered that Nyla (June's Shirshu) is a male, so I changed his gender in this chapter accordingly and will change it in previous ones later.
Zuko once again led a war meeting, and Jasmine showed that she's not just a pretty face or a schemer.
I hope you liked the battle between Zuko and June and that I made both characters justice. And what do you know, the crew now can actually win against a named character now!
Zuko however will have much explaining to do, now that he showed his hand with the helmet. what consequences could there be I wonder.
The last paragraph with Toph is obviously not building to something ;)
Chapter 17: Chapter 16
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 16
Toph stood with the men in the debrief room inside the sand caves. Stone cold and emotionless, the enforcers stood at attention as he spoke.
"I got a message right now, that said that the fire prince just entered the desert from the occupied parts of Gaoling. This disrespect had gone enough. Find him, make an example of him and bring him to me. Leave no witnesses. Now mount the eel hounds and go!"
The men silently went to their respective mounts, long but thin creatures that felt more like reptilians with ling legs than any name of their crossbreed. Toph was about to follow, but he called her.
"Girl! To me."
Reluctantly, she followed.
"Yes?"
She spoke.
"Listen girl, I was kind enough to ignore the little hiccups of your misadventures, but this time there is no burying someone under rubble to save them. Am I understood?"
She wanted to yell at him that he wasn't kind at all, after the first time he ordered the men that accompanied her to punish a random person any time she did something like that. But she held her tongue, not wanting to have her head smacked to the ground again.
"Yes… sir."
"And in case you got any funny ideas, I can still send an assassin after your father at any given moment. There will be no prince in shining armor to save you, you're going to break his bones. Am I clear?"
"Yes… sir…"
"Good, now back to your handler."
Toph silently walked away. She needed to think about something that will have her family safe and far from his cloches.
"Mi-Dved, Jasmine, a minute."
He could see the siblings still shudder uneasily from the side of his eye.
"Ahm, yes, sir, how can we help?"
Zuko pulled them to a corner of the camp they made for the day. They were now inside the desert, crossed the border this morning. As such, Zuko ordered plenty of umbrellas to be spread through the camp for shade, one of which they were under.
"I just wanted to ask how you are holding up, I noticed that you two started acting strange ever since the talk about Mi-Sha."
"I- *sigh* Listen, Mi-Sha is like, the boss, around here. Everyone and everything are owned by him, either directly or not. When he wants someone dead, then they're dead, never has been any other way. Think of him as the fire lord of the desert, that should be a fitting analogy."
Zuko suppose he would have been terrified as well if his father sent people to kill him, not that it would ever happen.
"You two are safe with me, I will never let something happen to you two under my watch. After I gain my birthright as the crown prince, I will make sure that you two will have all the freedom and security you want."
"I- well, thank you, Zuko…"
"What my brother is trying to say is that we are more concerned about the here about now, my prince. Mi-Sha knows we're here in his domain, he most likely already sent a kill squad of enforcers after us."
"I see… No matter, we'll be quick about it and get out as fast as possible. And if they do find us, then we'll crash them as we did before."
Zuko put a hand on each sibling's shoulder and looked at each of them in the eye.
"I promised to protect the both of you, I'm not going to back down."
He held his hands there for two seconds before being released. He then turned away and walked to the table thar most of the men gathered at. They started to prepare a rather new boardgame that Zuko (Sai) introduced, a combination of luck, strategic thinking, and resource management.
"Now come, we are just about to begin a few rounds of Katan."
He heard from behind Mi-Dved sniggering and then a slap, most likely Jasmin on the back side of her brother's head. They, however, followed him, so for now the mission was accomplished.
"You are free to leave now, chieftain. But please, be on light duty for the next week."
"Thank you for everything you have done for me and mine, head abbot."
After agonizing weeks of being bedridden after his near-death experience, Hakoda was finally free to join the rest of his pack. It was a great feeling, one that he would try to treasure as much as he can.
When he was outside of the abbey, he was greeted by his second in command.
"Chieftain! It's good to see you well again. Bet you were already half mad there."
"You have no idea, Bato old friend. I'm just glad that I can hold a cup without it falling out of my hands again. Tell me, how are things with the pack?"
Bato slowed his walk a little at that.
"Things… could have gotten better. We haven't lost anyone, not yet, but there were too many close calls for comfort."
"I see, and how are the affairs with the earth kingdom? Have they given us the supply we agreed on?"
At this Bato stopped walking.
"Spirits damn it, no they didn't. They have we're working with a third of what the general had promised. They also told us that they were being generous with us with all of Gaoling being cut off and that if we don't like it we can go home."
This shocked Hakoda. Gaoling was a heavily defended area which was critical for the supply lines of the earth kingdom, to hear that the fire nation advanced so far while he was bedridden…
"How could this happen? I was out for only a few weeks."
Bato let out a humorless bark of laugh.
"You're going to have a fit, Hakoda. Apparently, in the time you were healing, the prince managed to exterminate Mi-Sha's boys in the south western sea, blitz and conquer the entire Gaoling sea strip and root out Mi-Sha from Kyoshi island as a bonus."
"Damn, the kid doesn't mess around."
"Makes you wonder what will be when he is the fire lord."
"Don't even think of it, I had enough headaches in the last month."
"And I'm afraid that you will have much more now that you're back from the dead."
"Back from the dead? Have I really gone that long?"
"Long enough for rumors to hatch. Your lack of presence on the field, as well as in the meeting with the earth kingdom representatives didn't help."
Hakoda sighed.
"Can this be any worse?"
"Please don't tempt the spirits, Hakoda, we can't allow this right now."
"Fine, fine, you said that the prince showed that ugly cactus what's for, right? Can't believe the bandit lord would take it without retribution."
"He probably already sent men to take care of the prince, that's what I would have done."
Hakoda smiled, an idea forming in his head.
"Yes… You're right, he would have. And Zuko wouldn't let this go unanswered, right?"
"What's on your mind? You have this look on your face whenever you have a crazy idea cooked up."
"I was just thinking, the prince and the crime lord are at odds, right? So, what if we give them a push? The two of them will hopefully kill each other but having them extremely weakened is good as well."
"And how would we manage to do it?"
Hakoda warped his arms around his second in command's shoulder.
"Oh Bato, I have a plan."
Zuko's group had to stop at a small helmet on the way to the library to rest and resupply. The place was clearly not for the law-abiding citizen, it was filled with groups of sand tribe people that eyed Zuko's own group with a little too much interest in comfort.
They found a place for the Komodo-rhinos to rest as they split into two groups, one will get the supply they needed, and one will guard their staff. Unfortunately, he had to break the siblings between the two groups, their experience with the ways of the desert were critical.
It was decided that Mi-Dved will be among the guarding group, his big size will be helpful for the job. He has some experience as a supply guard from one of his many part-time jobs at Amora, so that will be helpful.
Uncle would be in the guarding group as well, he was a great fighter, but not so great at transporting stuff. Zuko didn't want his uncle to walk with heavy weight under the harsh desert sun.
Jasmine, on the other hand, will join Zuko and his group to gather supplies. She was more business savvy than her brother, she had greater chance to bargain with her looks and wits.
The siblings didn't like the idea of separating, but they were practical if nothing else. They trusted Zuko's group to protect the other sibling as well.
Which led to the present as Jasmine bargained with the man at the counter about the price of meat.
They were in a supply store that was a bar as well and once again, Zuko wondered if it was the right decision to stop here. He could feel the eyes of the occupants on him and his group, mostly on Jasmine.
He was then extremely aware of the amount of skin her dress showed, he was certain that the other men at the bar were even more aware of it then him.
Lucky, his own men weren't complete inept, and made a semi circle around him and Jasmine. The relatively large frame of his soldiers, vast nutrition (he didn't think half of the people at the bar saw something green in their life that wasn't a stolen gem) and healthy lifestyle had their uses as the other patrons were fine with the "see but don't touch approach".
"And I say, girl, that two silvers are a cheap price for the meat. You wouldn't find anything cheaper in those parts of the desert."
"And what exactly do you feed your animals for such a price, an actual gold corn?"
"It is what it is, girl. Say… aren't you familiar from somewhere? Yes… now that I look at you, I do remember something… something about two siblings on the run from the arena vazir and a few angry suitors if I'm not mistaken. Of course, I'm a forgetful type."
The man pulled his hand and moved his fingers in a money begging motion.
"You want us to break your fingers? Because that can be easily arranged."
Zuko said, in the first time since they got here.
"Ahm now, now, I don't know what she or her brother told you, sir, but I can honestly tell you that you're being used. She has a long list of young honest boys that she manipulated for her own selfish vices, didn't she used you as well to by such a fine dress? Hardly something a street urchin can afford."
Zuko could see from the side of his eyes Jasmin stiffened. He could understand her, so far, the stranger described her to a T.
"Of course, I would be more than happy to-"
"Are you quite finished?"
Zuko cut him off.
"If I wanted your opinion, I would have asked it, you smelly old geezer. I am well aware of her so-called victims, each at least twice her age. Quite frankly, I trust her much more than I trust you, old man."
"Your loss, than. You know, they have a juicy bounty on their head, those siblings, I'm sure many men here would be interested."
The old geezer shrugged his shoulders in an uncaring expression.
"Of course, a few coins of gold will be enough to keep my mouth shut. You look like a wealthy sort, you can afford it for the upkeep of your toy."
The expression turned greedy now.
" I say we follow his request, in the most literal way."
'You know what? Let's do it.'
"Very well. Men, hold him down and keep his mouth open. I will melt a few gold coins down his throat, that ought to keep him quite."
His men were quick to react. Two men caught the would-be blackmailer, one from each side, and pulled him to the counter. The right one pulled the hair, so that his face would back backwards, and the left one pulled the mouth down, making a big and easy opening for Zuko to do his deeds.
"W-wait! I-I pay protection to Mi-Sha himself!"
The man said, at least as much as he was able to with his mouth constantly open.
"I don't worry, after some time beating his thugs becomes boring."
Zuko pulled a gold coin and began heating his hand.
It took only for Zuko's hand to be above the men's mouth for the low life to break.
"Fine! Fine! Just take your stupid things and go!"
The men released him, and the disgusting seller quickly pulled himself to the back of the wall.
"Very well, take it and let's go, men."
The men grabbed the supply and the group started to move outside. In half of the way, a group of men stood in their way.
"As fun as the show was, old Salut is right about one thing, this place pays good money for protection. So I'm afraid we have to gut you kid, no hard feelings."
The leading man spoke. Unlike the rest of the men at the pub, he had a bigger build than most. His way of speaking and how he looked reminded Zuko of the first thug leader he fought, Tar or something.
"Although if you pay now with all your money we may let it slide, of course your charming companion will have to come with us as well."
The look in his eyes became cruel and promised nothing good for anyone at Zuko's party.
Jasmine went to him and whispered in his ear.
"Kill him, make it quick and brutal."
Zuko nodded at her.
It was funny really, a month ago, he had cried himself over maiming a thug that reigned terror on an entire colony, but now? Now he had no problem to butcher each and every one of the lowlifes that are before him. He wondered silently what changed.
"Some very generous terms, now for my counteroffer."
He held his hand and pointed a finger to the face of the leading thug. He then released a blast, with the same intensity as the one that tore that thug's leg all those weeks ago, right to the target's face.
The attack met its mark head on, the nameless leader's headless body fell to the floor as the door behind him blew apart. Needless to say, every desert dweller was shocked to his core.
"Scram while I'm in a good mood."
The thugs were too shocked to move.
"Now!"
Zuko may or may not have used Sai's ability to enhance voice, either way, the Thugs ran as if Koh was after them.
Zuko and his party walked out as if nothing happened.
"My prince, I must say that you know how to impress a lady. I can still feel goosebumps in all the right places~"
"Thank you, I understand it was enough show?"
Jasmine giggled a little.
"Oh, that was more than enough, my prince. I can assure you that more than a few wetted themselves."
Now her face turned somber and serious.
"However, I'm afraid that there is no way that Mi-Sha wouldn't hear about this, we have hours at most until his enforcers arrive."
"We'll be long gone by then. Besides, if they do bother us then we'll just blast them as well. You both are safe with me, I give you my word."
"Hey!"
Zuko looked and saw Mi-Dved waving them.
"What was that noise all about?"
"Nothing much, dear brother, let's just say that the people of tavern gave us an offer we couldn't except."
"Understood, are we leaving then?"
"It's for the best. Men, get the supply secured and mount. We leave immediately!"
"Yes sir!"
June was having a camp in the relatively dense woods in some forest near the place where her failed ambush happened. She was covering the various injuries of her little Nyla with healing salve that she always had just in case, something that she was glad that she prepared beforehand.
The beast wailed as the salve burned when it touched the open wounds.
"Shh… There, there… nice and slow… just like that, good boy…"
The shirshu gradually came down.
"Here, have a treat."
June threw it a treat as she continued to brood about the last butchered mission.
"Damned prince, now what I will do for the next mouth!"
Because it would take at least that much time for Nyla to be back to good enough condition for bounty hunting. Oh, how she hated the little brat for that.
Worst thing is, she had some amount of respect for the kid, it's a given after the trashing she received. She completely understands how this kid put old Mi-Sha in a bind.
Nevertheless, her part in this hunting game is over, neither she, nor her trusty shirshu were in any form fit to continue. She moved a little the hand that used to hold her whip, she could still feel a lingering sensation from when the lightning stroke.
Nyla jerked his head and growled.
'Ah great…'
June thought.
"You can come out, you know. You'd be less of a creep this way."
From the trees emerged a goliath of a man with muscles upon muscles. He was bald and had a tattoo of an eye on his forehead, as well as metal arm and leg.
"Boom-boom man~ what do I owe the displeasure?"
She and boom-boom went way back in their bounty hunting business, she had to admit that the quite freak was professional and effective, if nothing else.
The man merely raised an eyebrow at her.
"Fine, fine, stupid question."
He then looked at Nyla, or more accurately the state her little boy was in and turned his head in confusion.
"Yeah, kid got us good, bought enough time for his thugs to throw all kind of things on poor Nyla here."
Boom-boom nodded his head in understanding. He then held his prehistoric hand up and moved his metal finger in a circle.
"Brat went to the desert a day ago with ten or so of his men ten miles west from here, more than that I have no idea. He didn't exactly lay down his vocation plan when we fought."
The man nodded and petted his metal arm.
"What is it, an integration?"
June said while rolling her eyes.
She received a bored look in return.
"Fine, such a killjoy. The uncle of that brat still has some fire left in him from his old days, managed to keep Nyla at bay."
"As for the crew, didn't have much interaction with them, but by the state of my poor boy here they can't be complete slackers. They had hooks and mechanical dart shooters on hand, no idea if they are fire benders or no."
Boom-boom nodded at her once for receiving the information ant once to tell her to continue.
"The brat himself? Well, he's a good enough fighter, a real protégé for his age. But still not quite there yet for the big fishes. He does however shoot lightning and it hurts, so be careful with that metal lighting rod you have there."
She pointed at his prosthetics, and he nodded in understanding, if she didn't know better, she may say he looked a little impressed.
"Oh, and you're going to love it, the too of you have more common than you think."
The seemingly mute man raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, you two are boom-boom man. He can shoot explosions from his hands, not quite as strong as yours yet. But he also wanted answer, so he may held back there."
Now the man looked extremely interested.
He nodded and threw her a silver coin that she caught easily. He then turned back and went to find his target.
"Hey!"
The man turned.
"Give him a kick for me, will you?"
He nodded and left.
Toph rode with the enforcers for the better part of the day, she had the usual uniform that the other criminals wore. In contrast to the others, her helmet had no holes above the nose, she didn't need them because of her blindness.
The first time she "saw" those uniforms at "earth rumble", she thought they were very cool. Needless to say, the uniform lost its spark long ago.
They were now in front of some dirty poor hamlet that apparently was a popular point of rest for those that come from the direction of Gaoling. The enforcers were about to interrogate some poor shmuk about the prince.
As her party walked through the streets, she could feel through her feet how everyone hid and played as small as they could when the enforcers passed. She could understand them, she saw how enforcers butchered people in cold blood for literally standing un the way or be as sword's reach.
She also had better hearing than most, most likely compensation for her poor eyesight. She barely heard the fearful whisper of the people.
"Spirits persevere, enforcers!"
"So many of them… are they going to kill us?"
"Silence… Don't give them a reason to notice you, you fool…"
"Who is the small one? Don't tell me it's the gnome!"
"Oh my spirits, will it bury us alive as well."
"I heard that it buried a fool platoon of fire nation soldiers, what is this thing even doing here?"
"Prick me, they're going to the old man Salut. You think they are after the siblings?"
"Don't be a fool, if anything they are after that brat who blasted big Hui."
She wondered what happened, not like it really interested her, but at least it would burn a few minutes.
They finally were face to face with the tavern, it was as dirty and stereotypical as she imagined. Barley standing wood and smell of alcohol, piss and other things. For goodness's sake, the door was blasted open as if someone was thrown from there!
Needless to say, the place was quite as grave when the enforcers came. Two of them stayed to guard the entrance, while the rest went inside to terrorize the patrons. The leading enforcer went to the counter with her following suit while the rest of the enforcement surrounded them in a semi-circle.
The leader put a fist down the counter, nearly breaking the thing into two. The old gut manning the counter immediately jumped from under it.
"H-h-h-hello s-s-sir! H-h-how c-can I h-help?"
"A group of people with fire nation ethnicity on komodo-rhinos led by an armored teenager, did they pass her?"
"Y-yes! They went that way!"
The old man pointed at some direction.
"They said all kinds of things against the lord! And killed in cold blood his men, right there!"
The old men pointed at some point at the floor near the destroyed doors.
"They also have the wanted Jasmine and Mi-Dved with them!"
The leader pulled his hand from the counter, which had an arm shape dent on it now, and went outside. Toph and the men followed him.
"Mount up and move to the sinking library, if there is something someone may want here it's that."
The eel hounds left the road in a dust cloud as they sprinted to their target.
They were finally there, the famed library of Wan!
It looked like a damp.
'Are you sure this is the right place?'
" Yes, although even I mast admit that the old bird let his place down."
What Sai described as a tall tower that seemingly reached the sky was in reality, while not little, a much smaller building half buried in sand.
" Do you have the jaculus?"
'Yes, in the jar at my backpack. The jar also has small openings for air.'
For some reason, Sai advised Zuko to catch a small kangaroo mouse before they reached the library. At that, Zuko sent Xing to hunt and bring back a vermin unharmed.
Needless to say, Xing was very willing to hunt in its master's name and brought back results in less than fifteen minutes. The small, the creature could rest on Zuko's hand, thing was quickly put in a jar, and they continued their track for the library.
When Zuko asked Sai why they needed a mouse of all things, the later only replied that the owl liked mice.
"So, this is it? Don't get me wrong, it has this charm of an ancient place I suppose, but I think that I talk for all of us when I say that we expected something… more."
Mi-Dved commented, to which his uncle seemed to give a response.
"I'm afraid that times treated the great library of Wan Shi Tong. The place sought out for knowledge was gradually becoming a place for people of power to seek advantage again their rivals."
"During the later decades of avatar Roku, the great spirit of knowledge, Wan Shi Tong, had enough of the politicians in his library who had now respect for knowledge. So he put the blame on the sand tribes for bringing to the library people on base of coin and not intention."
"As time went by, the people of the sand tribes saw no reason to keep the grand library from sinking, which led to the sorry state of the once great building."
It was now lieutenant Jee's turn to voice his thoughts.
"Are we sure it will even allow us in? By the sound of it, Wan Shi Tong doesn't exactly like humans so much anymore. And we fill all the criteria of the people Wan Shi Tong doesn't like."
"The helmet sought this place, it obviously has connection. If this helmet can get us an in, then we can help millions of people. It is a risk, but one I'm willing to take."
Zuko and his group were now a hundred feet from the library, then suddenly the ground shook a little and from the window/door/opening? From the opening jumped something like a hundred wolves. The wolves surround them in great speed and their mounts become wary.
Xing barked in retaliation.
" Looks like something really pissed off the old owl, better tread this one carefully. Get the jaculus and follow my lead."
Zuko dismounted and took the jar with the kangaroo mouse. He walked towards the wolves that suddenly became a little unsure of themselves, as if they didn't quite know what to do.
Zuko waved his hand as Sai spoke from the helmet.
"Knowledge seekers, how are you? Was I really gone that long? "
The wolves looked among themselves in complete confusion, they had no idea how to follow two orders from their master that went against one another. Do they let the overlord and its accessory or bar entrance for all humans, especially ones touched by the sun.
"Fang, tell the others to calm down. I'm here to fill my arrangement with your master."
A wolf at the front, that looked a bit bigger than the others, moved his ear upward. Then, as if listening to someone (or something), it moved to the side. The rest moved as well and gave Zuko a clear way to go.
When he was already at half the way, his men started to dismount as well. Then, the wolf growled and bared fangs at his men.
"It seems that Wang Shi Tong invited me alone. Stay where you are for now until I call you, do not aggregate the knowledge seekers."
With his last words the men stood in place and Zuko went inside. He used fire bending to descend from the window and walked to the center of the immense room he was in.
'It's definitely bigger in the inside.'
He felt that he wasn't alone and that he was watched by someone of great power.
"Come down already, you old bird. Over three thousand years, and that's how you great an old friend?"
Zuko then saw a shadow moving that much to his amazement and horror wasn't a shadow at all. When the creature finally reached him, Zuko saw Wan Shi Tong in all his glory.
Black as tar body with a white, heart shaped head and pitch-black eyes, the spirit of knowledge was a sight to behold. It had this justified prideful aura around it that Zuko couldn't help but think of a being of a higher caliber than him, much to his irritation.
"This is the spirit energy that's in your body now reacting to a named spirit of a much higher standing. Ignore it, you will grow in time."
Wan Shi Tong finally stopped a few feet in front of Zuko and the prince understood just how big the spirit was. It was the biggest land walking creature he had seen, the swamp monster doesn't count, and Zuko had no illusion that it was the strongest being he had met so far.
While the Unagi took the lead in brut strength by far, the sheer intelligence in Wan Shi Tong's eyes was overwhelming. He was glad that he, or at least Sai, was on friendly terms with the great spirit.
"I apologize for the harsh welcome, recent events forced me to take a… harsher approach with guests."
The gigantic owl spoke without moving his mouth, it was like the spirit was talking into his head, not unlike Sai.
"It's quite understandable, it seems those are chaotic times as well, old friend."
Sai answered back as the spirit continued the conversation.
"Yes, I must admit that it is good to hear you again after all this time. I was starting to think that we will never see the overlord once again, this is one of the rare times when I am glad to be proven wrong, grand puppeteer."
"All that matters is that now there is a new overlord. And of course, as promised."
Zuko gave the spirit a small square of metal that Sai produced beforehand.
Sai raised one of his legs, which was bigger than Zuko's entire body, and took with his claws the little thing. It was worth noticing that the talon was bigger than Zuko's, and the prince didn't doubt it could shutter a Komodo-rhino's skull with ease. The fact that it was able to move with such precision in contrast to its size, and that the claws were sharp enough to hold the pinky nail sized construction, spoke highly of the spirit of knowledge.
Wang Shi Tong raised the thing to its eye level and gazed upon it.
"An excellent masterpiece as always, Sai."
The owl then put the thing inside his feathers.
"Oh, and as an apology for the delay, please have this."
Zuko then gave the spirit the jar with the kangaroo mouse, which the spirit eagerly took.
"An adolescence jacalus, my favorite, you do remember. I will save it for later."
Wan Shi Tong placed the jar inside his feathers as he did with the metallic thing.
"I do must ask, however, why the drastic measures?"
The spirit looked at Zuko and he felt his soul being judged.
"A few years ago, some humans that aligned themselves with the political entity known as the fire nation came here. They offered some technologies their nation developed as a toll and were granted entry as result. For the sake of saving all of us time, in the end they burned anything related to the fire nation and took off with a scroll about the story of La and Tui."
"Let me guess, you weren't present?"
The owl spirit nodded its head.
"I was away at the interdimensional rally of deities of knowledge. The humans also weren't even near your section of the library, else the security system would have made short work of them."
"So we should expect a raid on the north pole targeting the fish, then?"
"Most likely. I already warned the due and they have made a backup plan in motion."
"Would you like to tell?"
"I'm afraid those aren't my secrets to tell, especially to you of all creation."
"Fare enough. And speaking of fair, I would like to borrow a few files on medicine. Especially Penicillin and its kind. As well as files on glass houses."
"You know the rules, no use of violence."
"Of course, wouldn't dream of it. All of those will be used for curing and feeding the masses, not really much to weaponize."
"Very well, follow me."
The great spirit spread its massive wings and took flight and Zuko followed it with his fire bending. After some time, the corridor they were in was replaced with a giant metal wall. Wan Shi Tong stopped (and Zuko with him) and put one of his talons at the center of the wall.
As the spirit did so, the wall glowed around the talons in green light and with a sound, started to disappear into the walls that surrounded it. Both left and right, up and down, to Zuko it reminded a maw of some abomination too much for comfort.
The two of them flew another minute to some device and landed there.
"It is my understanding that you would like the files about medicine and about glasshouses in different devices?"
"Yes please."
"Very well."
The spirit pulled two black squares, that Sai named notebooks, and connected them to the device. It pushed some bottoms and turned his head back to Zuko.
"The data will be ready momentarily."
Zuko nodded and took a look at the rest of the room. It was filled with all kinds of wonders, from small automatons to magnificent pieces of art. From star maps, unfamiliar to any schooler, to plants that the word has never seen, and never will.
"Your collection has grown, Wan. Using the dimensional port often?"
"Guilty as charged. I owe you immensely for that gift, knowledge was gained exponentially from that."
"I also see you made some new friends along the way, I'm happy that you have others who share your ideals and can keep up with your intelligence."
Zuko looked at the various paintings of all kinds that depicted other beings, sometimes with Wan Shi Tong with them. There was a man with a head of an ibis, a monkey-man thing, a woman with four hands and a lute and many more. The most dominating figure, however, was a woman in her prime wearing a full armor with a spear and a shield that was hard to look at.
"Indeed, they are all delightful company."
"Especially Athena, by the looks of it."
"I find her as a very interesting and illuminating company, she also has a very keen eye on animals."
"She does like owls… You know that she swore off men, right."
"I am no man, and our relationship is purely professional."
Zuko looked at a painting of this Athena that was surrounded by flowers, even he wasn't dense enough to fall for this.
"Very well, I will leave you with your delusions."
Suddenly, there was an alarm.
Wan Shi Long addressed his guest and its toy.
"It seems like there are troubles coming after you as always."
"I will take care of it."
"Please do take it outside, my library is no pub for drunk fights."
"You wouldn't even hear a noise."
Zuko jetted away and flied back to his men.
AN
And this is the end of chapter 16
Toph is finally on the path to meat Zuko, for better or worse.
Zuko gave a pep talk to the siblings, something that he had never done before.
A little look at Hakoda, wonder what he cooked up in that brain of his. he is obviously a bit vengeful against both Zuko and Mi-Sha.
Zuko met the locals, notice how he is self aware of his changing morals.
June had a talk with boom-boom (not his real name) and Zuko has one more thing to worry about.
And we finally met Wan Shi Tong in all his glory, different from the cannon a bit because of his interactions with the different overlords. Which gods do you recognize from what little butchered description I gave?
And of course a cliff hanger, just what problems there are on the surface?
Chapter 18: Chapter 17
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 17
Iroh learned a thing on the journey that was both frightening and helpful, and that thing was the true nature of the helmet Zuko brought all those weeks ago.
It was frightening, because it opened a frightening possibility for Zuko's change. The idea of otherworldly influence corrupting his nephew was something he considered, but with the blue lily test giving no results he abandoned this idea.
This trip showed the spiritual aspect of the helmet, for what else could it be. It made Iroh face the truth that not only did his nephew come to intimate contact with a spirit for weeks no end, but that said spirit was strong enough to resist the blue lilies as if they weren't even there.
People went mad from much lesser spiritual interactions.
To add oil to the fire, for the life of him, he couldn't recognize the alignment of the spirit. Each spirit has alignment of either good or natural, with human deeds responsible of making the spirits dark until their justified due arrive and the spirits return to their natural state.
With his experience, Iroh could pinpoint where the spirit is on the spectrum and what may pacify it in case of going dark. But from the helmet? Nothing. Oh, it looked dark and evil, that was sure. And if Zuko's recent behavior change is of any indication, its influence was far from good. But no dark spirit energy, it's as if the helmet wasn't even a spirit…
At least Iroh had one helpful silver lining. Zuko's change came from the helmet, therefore, removing the helmet will help him go back to his true self. He understood that the path would hardly be that easy, but he was more than ready to make the effort.
Now if he may use the library to find some information about the helmet and its story it would be helpful, if there is one place where he will find answers it's in the great library of Wan Shi Tong. In the case where the spirit wouldn't allow entry, he was more than aware of Wan Shi Tong's falling out with humanity in recent decades as the grand lotus, he at least knows what to look after and will have the order looking for information. It was in the order's interest that the future fire lord will be someone that shares their ideals after all.
His thoughts were put to a hold as the pet his nephew brought with him growled in a single direction again. The men, already experienced with this behavior, prepared for an assault.
Lieutenant Jee took a spying glass and had a look at the same direction Xing pointed, by his expression he was less than happy.
"Look sharp, boys, a company of eight. Enforcers, by the look of it."
There were murmurs among the men, they remembered very well their first (and only) encounter with only one enforcer. Iroh wasn't there, but from the men only one enforcer was enough to take on the entire crew. Eight of them were not even funny.
He also noticed the extremely concerned looks of Mi-Dved and Jasmine. The later seemed to be in some kind of shock, as her face grew extremely pale, and her eyes became unfocused. He will have to treat the girl with his best brew of the tea of her namesake after this is done.
"What are we going to do?"
"One of those freaks almost killed the entire crew, now we need to fight eight of them?"
"We're dead, we're so dead!"
Oh dear, it seemed like he would need to take action.
"Quit! All of you!"
Never mind, it seemed like the lieutenant took command.
"What are you blabbering about?! We won that fight!"
Some, however, did not share his optimism.
"The prince won! Not us!"
"Yeah! And now we are on our own against eight!"
Jee, however, had none of it. He was entrusted to lead and command this unit by the prince, and by Agni he was going to do it.
"Have you forgotten all of our progress?! Have you forgotten about our new equipment?! About all our battle plans for this exact moment?!"
The man now looked uncertainly at each other.
"If you have forgotten, we still have a prince with us, you crying babies!"
The lieutenant pointed at Iroh. Which was somewhat rude, but the old general supposed he could forgive this one time.
"Even the girl is keeping quiet, unlike you wailing men! Now Snap out of it and form formation one three one!"
If there was one way to anger a man, is to punch his ego by comparing him to a girl that is young enough to be his niece.
Some of the men, however, were still cautious.
"But what will we do when they come at us in close combat? With all due respect, sir, excluding the general, we don't stand a chance."
"Then good thing that they wouldn't! Prepare the grapes!"
"But aren't those for emergencies and to use by the prince's orders only?"
"This is an emergency! And at his leave, I'm the commanding officer by his orders. And I say we use the grapes to return them the favor. Now who's with me?!"
"Yeah!"
"We'll blast them out!"
"Yeah! Let them taste their own medicine!"
Iroh knew what those grapes were, a heinous offspring of the very same bomb the enforcer used on the crew at the raid of the island. Except, it was tempered by Zuko's ideas (which now Iroh was sure was actually the helmet's doing).
The bomb had a special concoction of blasting jelly that made the blast fifteen times stronger than the one the one used by the enforcer. If that wasn't enough, the grapes had… well grapes in them, or at least small sharp pieces of metal that would be shot in whatever way the blast made them. Those grapes, then, will tear through flash easy and will add damage even farther than the blast area.
Indeed, a monstrous creation indeed.
It seems, however, that their adversity didn't stay idle. The enforcers continued their advance and now were seen by a naked eye, they seemed to have a cloud of sand as a shield against fire bending and arrows.
To be fair, it was a sound strategy. One that allowed them to bash into close quarters in the most effective way without dancing around the shots. It would be rather ineffective if the earth bender (or benders) wasn't strong enough to hold the shield, but considering the speed of the enforcer's advance, they should be fine against regular troops.
When the enforcers reached Iroh's range, he began to blast them. The blast slowed the men of the desert but didn't stop them. In this time, lieutenant Jee commanded Mi-Dved to do battle move slingshot, in which Mi-Dved covered the grapes with a thin layer of stone to control and monitor the path the projectile will go.
Mi-Dved shot the bomb in an arc to the right. The bomb avoided the shield but was stopped with a shot of sand, not that it did any good as the timer reached zero.
There was a loud explosion and the shield of sand that protected their enemy was no more.
Pain, Toph was in pain.
The plan was simple, create a shield of sand to protect and screen the thugs until they reach the fire nation men and do what they do. It was also simple enough for her to do, a master earth bender like her didn't even break a sweat.
The thugs had her riding in the middle, part of it to protect their shielder and most physically vulnerable, part of it to make sure that she wouldn't run away. Which to be fair, she would have.
The flamethrower that was shot at her was strong, stronger than anything she faced before from a fire bender. Something she should have expected, they hunted the prince of the fire nation, no way he would have trusted weaklings with his protection.
Even then, she continued to keep the shield. By her calculation, they would reach the target much faster than it would take her shield to break. She even stopped a rack that was thrown at them via earth bending.
Why and how did the prince have an earth bender in his ranks was beyond her, either way, the shot was pathetic. She was sure that the earth bender was pathetic as well, because really, what did he hope to achieve with that? Oh, how wrong she was.
When their shots clashed, she felt how the rock ticked inside. And then?
"BOOM!"
A load explosion threw her off her mount and broke her concentration completely. She was now on a sand in a pile of eel hounds and enforcers. As luck would have it, their circling of her kept her as safe as possible.
The ones at the back, faced the bomb head on. She even felt through her earth bending that they had some small sharp things inside them now, some of them would have hit her.
The ones at the front, now beneath her, faced the glass that was created from the flamethrower and the sand. They had no fewer sharp pieces in them than the ones from behind.
With her ears ringing, she could do nothing but hold her head with her hands in pain. She noticed that most of the thugs were starting to stand up and retaliate, it seems that their armor protected them from the worst of the injuries.
She did, however, noticed that two men didn't rise up. Same with the eel hounds, their unarmored skin stood no chance against the blast.
The enforcers were, for the first time she ever saw, in disadvantage. The fire nation soldiers shot all kind of things at them, which Toph had more and more hard time blocking.
She tried to bury the soldiers, but the constant bombardment and the ringing in her ears didn't allow her to concentrate enough for it. One by one, she felt how the enforcers, the terror of the criminal underworld, fell down, never to rise again.
And as their number went down, her desperation went up. For the first time in her life, she actually was fighting, and loosing, to someone who can and will kill her.
Oh, she lost before, and faced opponents that wanted her dead, but never together. When she lost to him, he wasn't planning to actually kill her. When she faced that animal in her test it wanted to kill and eat her, but she was to strong for it.
Now, however? Now she was losing to experienced soldiers and killers that without any doubt will kill her for trying to kill the prince. She was afraid, terrified, she didn't want to die!
At that moment, the last of the enforcers went down, and she lost control and went berserk.
"Can't die! Can't die! CAN'T DIE!"
Zuko flied back to the surface and was immediately greeted with the scene of battle. He saw his men spread out on their Komodo-rhinos and target a single spot.
He flew next to the Komodo-rhino of lieutenant Jee, so both men's eyes now were in the same height.
"Lieutenant, what's the situation?"
"A group of eight enforcers came from the east. With Xing's sense of smell, we got an early warning and managed to lay a trap, putting the enemy in disadvantage."
"We continued bombardment according to plan 'Extinguish' and now close to finishing off the remnants of the enemy."
"Well done, lieutenant."
"Thank you, sir. We unfortunately had to use a grape for this."
"You made the decision, how would you grade the bomb?"
"Fantastic, sir, the power and efficiency of the bomb are like nothing I had seen before. I, however, would recommend against using it in close quarters or in closed space, your highness."
"Noted."
In that same moment, the very earth shook beneath their feet as a voice was heard.
"CAN'T DIE!"
The sands quickly began to rise up as a storm of sand was forming. After a look around, he quickly recognized the culprit as the last enforcer standing.
The last one was strange compared to the others. It was small, smaller even than Jasmine if he had to guess. From what he could see, the mask on that guy had no eyelid and no way to see. When he combined the high level of earth bending, he concluded that this guy may very well be the gnome Shen warned about.
The gnome attacked now without any rhyme or reason, he had to bring the men, and Jasmine, into formation before they are all buried.
"Men! To me!"
With Sai's enhanced voice, Zuko was able to rally everyone around him.
"Mi-Dved! Can you do something about the sandstorm?"
"Sorry, this is way over my head!"
"Shelter."
"Move to the side of the library! Use it as a windshield!"
Zuko ordered.
All of them quickly moved to the library.
"What now? Should we enter?"
This time it was Jasmine who asked, and his uncle who answered.
"We don't know how long the sandstorm will be, it may bury us with the library. Besides, our mounts will have no way to enter."
"You have an idea, sir?"
One of the soldiers asked.
His uncle played with his beard as he answered.
"My best idea is just to wait and wither the sandstorm. We may be able to create a glass bubble with our fire bending as a hiding place until the earth bender exhausts themselves."
Zuko, and the rest made a face. None of them really liked the idea of hiding inside glass made walls.
'Sai, any ideas?'
"Some. Every storm like this has an eye, a place where the wind is almost null, the most likely place the enemy is in. fly with the wind and you will reach it."
"I have a plan, but you're not going to like it."
"What is it, sir?"
"The earth bender, he most likely inside the sandstorm, right in the middle of its eye. I can use my fire bending to fly with the wind up high and reach it, there I will Smash the enforcer from above."
"Absolutely not! Nephew, there are hundred things that could go wrong, starting with flying in a sandstorm!"
"Well, we can't wait either! We will be buried inside a glass prison in the best situation!"
"No! I refuse to allow you to do it!"
"And you have a better solution? You can't really fly so well."
Zuko looked at his uncle's belly.
"Besides."
Sai closed the helmet completely.
"I'm not asking permission."
Zuko then flew above and was almost immediately whisked by the wind.
"Zuko!"
The screams of his uncle and the others quickly were overwhelmed by the shrieking of the wind and sand in his ears… wait, he could hear in his left ear again? Question for later.
For now, his main concern was to navigate in the sandstorm. He could see nothing as the sand obscured his vision and the sand grains had enough force in them to saw through his flash, luckily, he had Sai.
The helmet showed him the surroundings, which way to fly so go up and which way had the least resistance. The armor saved him from being grinded to sand himself, the enhanced steel stood strong against the desert winds.
Then, after what felt like hours, he followed the green path and saw the sky.
He was above the storm now, higher than any man have been since the start of the war. He doubted that anyone but an air bender could reach this height.
As he looked down, he could see the sandstorm. It was huge in size, but like Sai said, it had an eye in the middle of it. When he looked down at it, Sai's enchanted vision allowed him to see the enforcer in the middle of it.
The man was throwing waves of sand around randomly and Zuko had a concerning suspicion that the storm wasn't an intended results but more of an aftereffect of the random waves of sand.
" She has an incredible amount of energy."
"She?!"
" Yes, it's a girl under the armor."
"What?! Never mind. We're here, what's now?"
" We fly down and meet her head on. I will guide you in your decent."
Zuko then shot through the eye. He pulled his entire strength in his fire bending, and his speed made him look like a meteor or a shooting star.
With a speed that excided nearly anything in the world, Zuko smashed into the enforcer. It seems like she sensed something, maybe heard him approach, and raised a quick barrier above her.
It helped little as Zuko tore through it with relative ease. His armored fist made contact with her helmet in a load bang and continued to push the head into the sand.
The storm around them dissolved almost immediately, as the shockwave and the fall of the enforcer took hold.
Zuko was on his knees now with his hands supporting him, breathing heavily. That last attack took everything that was left of his energy.
"Huff… huff…"
"You did well, your highness. You can be proud."
"Zuko! Zuko!"
He heard his uncle, and the others call his name as they ran to his direction.
"Nephew! Are you fine?!"
Surprisingly, his uncle was the first to reach him. Iroh knelt next to him and held both hands on Zuko's shoulders.
"Fine… just tired…"
The rest of the men, and Jasmine, had reached him by that time.
"Your highness, do you require assistance?"
"Here, have something to drink."
"Let me see if you have any injuries , my prince."
"Thanks…"
Zuko greedily took the water sack and drank its content, his helmet off the head for now. A komodo-rhino had sat there to allow Zuko to lean on something as Jasmine took care of any injury he may have.
"Sir, what will we do with the bodies and the prisoner?"
Lieutenant Jee asked.
"Prisoner?"
Mi-Dved brought the unconscious body of the short enforcer that created this sandstorm. Now that Zuko had the time and strength to look at her, he was surprised how young she looked.
The girl couldn't be older than ten years old, maybe eleven. She had black hair that was tied with a green bun and light skin. Her eyes were closed, and it looked like she was sleeping.
"Search her for anything that may be used as a weapon and tie her in both the arms, legs and elbows, tight, I have no desire for a second round."
"Yes, sir."
"What is the state of our troops?"
"A little bruits, but no one was seriously hurt. Lady Jasmine was a great help in patching the men up."
Jee nodded at the mentioned girl that tended a scratch Zuko got from some sand that got inside his armor. Jasmine nodded and smiled in return.
At the same moment, he heard the noise of Xing 's bark, as well as a grunt of a large beast. When he turned, he saw a surprising sight.
Xing herded the rest of the Komodo-rhinos in a group, but that wasn't the most surprising part. What did surprise Zuko, was that each beast had a body of an enforcer in its mouth and dragged it with them.
"Don't take it in the wrong way, Zuko, but your pet has an unhealthy obsession with bringing back corpses."
Mi-Dved commented.
The rest couldn't help but nod in agreement.
Zuko opened his arms and Xing immediately jumped at him and licked his face with passion.
Zuko patted the hellhound in return.
After a few minutes, he put on his helmet once again.
'Ok, Sai, what's now?'
"First, we should write a message to the old owl for anything that may help us identify the people who stole from him. We need to keep an eye on them in case they become an obstacle in our way or worse, messing with things they can't control."
'Very well. What would we do with the bodies?'
"Oh, I have an idea~"
Zuko led the way when they entered the helmet again. This time, they were greeted with fear and respect. It may or may not have been because of the enforcer bodies that were dragged by the Komodo-rhinos.
The people that once looked at him and his group with apprehension, but also with great greed, are now trembling and hiding under whatever cover they could find.
"Have to say, it's a much better welcome then last time. We should bring enforcer bodies more often, maybe Xing did have the right idea after all."
Mi-Dved said next to him, Zuko couldn't help but snort in agreement.
After a while, they reached the bar. Zuko had the same group as before going inside for supply, the sandstorm spoiled their last batch rather thoroughly.
Inside, the old man that was in charge of this place shook in fear, it seems like someone already told him about Zuko's arrival.
"W-welcome, m-my lord. H-how can I h-help?"
"Hello, we're here to resupplying again. Do you think you have some to spare… oh, I never got your name."
"S-salut, sir. Yes, of course you can have whatever you want!"
"Oh, now, now, there is no need for that."
Zuko feigned concern.
"I understand that we were on our left feet last time. And I do feel bad about not paying, even if you didn't ask me to. Please have this as a compensation, both for the payment of last time and of this time."
Two of Zuko's men brought to the table a battered armor of one of the enforcers, it landed with a thud on the table.
"As you must know, this is an enforcer armor. It belonged to one of the idiots that tried to ambush my men and I. Wonder how did they know were we went?"
Zuko enjoyed the pale color that the usually tan man before him had. With all the wrinkles and other imperfections on his face, he now looked like a leper.
Yet, Zuko was merciful and continued the conversation without pushing more, the message had been received after all.
"Of course, naturally, any weapons the thug had were confiscated."
"N-naturally."
The men completed the transformation of all the supply they needed to go back and didn't take more. Zuko may dislike the man and the entire hamlet, but he didn't want the people to starve to death.
"Oh, and by the way, can you pass to Mi-Sha something for me? Tell him that if he's so interested in me, he should cut off the middleman and just do it himself."
The shopkeeper gave some incoherent noises that Zuko decided to take as a yes.
"Do you want to say something?"
Zuko turned his gaze to Jasmine, who stood next to him.
"Why, yes. If you'd be so kind, could you pass a message to prince Ali in the same breath?"
She said in a charming voice.
"Please tell him that both my brother and I are safe and sound, and that we are quite happy. Do tell him that I hope he found another girl as I have found a better man."
She than warp her arm around Zuko's.
"I believe that it would be all."
"Then we'll be off, have a nice day Salut."
Zuko turned around and waved dismissingly at the old man.
"Y-you to m-my lord…"
As they left the bar, Zuko had to ask his female companion something.
"Prince Ali?"
"Just one of the many creeps that stalked me back in Amora. He's the son of the vazir of the coliseum and thinks the sun shines from his butt because of it."
"Should we be concerned?"
Jasmine thought a little.
"No, I don't think so. He is vain and petty, but also a cowered. He wouldn't dare pick up a fight unless he has the upper hand, at least as long as he doesn't have a tantrum. He wouldn't dare to go against you."
"Very well, I'll write him on the 'maybe someone to worry about' list."
Jasmine hummed as they both rose to their respective mount and rode out of the hamlet.
"Argh…"
Toph woke with a killer headache. She tried to move from side to side and nurse her poor head with her hands but discovered that she couldn't move at all.
Her earth bending told her that not only was she tied in her arms and legs, but each limb was bent and tied tight. She couldn't move a muscle.
Then she heard some old man's voice.
"Oh, it seems like our guest had woken up."
"Wha-"
Then she remembered everything, the mission, the attack, the load explosion, then she didn't remember much except a painful sensation in her head.
"No!"
She began to panic and trash about, terrified of what the fire nation soldiers would do to her. She tried to reach her bending, but with no limbs to move and the exhaustion from the battle, she couldn't lift even a pebble.
"She's trying to escape!"
"Stop her before she summons another sandstorm!"
"Quite!"
The same first voice that she heard was now much harsher.
"Here, has some tea. It will help you calm, we mean no harm."
With her feet tied and off the ground, she had no way to check if the man was telling the truth.
"Oh, yeah? Because it sure doesn't look like it. How do I even know that the tea isn't poisoned?"
"Because if I wanted you dead, there were plenty of opportunities to make it so while you were unconscious."
A new commanding voice of a man spoke. Toph didn't miss how the voice spoke "I" and not "we". Clearly, he was the one in command, and there could be only one person in the entire world who could be the owner of the voice.
The man was none other than the fire prince himself, the man she was sent to kill or maim. Somehow it didn't help her calm down at all.
"Sit her so she could drink."
The same voice commanded as she felt armored hands grab her shoulder and sat her on her knees, at least her feet now touched the ground.
She allowed herself to take a few sips of the tea the old man offered her. It did help her calm, and it felt good on her dry throat as well.
The old man started to speak.
"Now that we all calmed down a little, would you mind answering a few of our questions, young lady?"
Oh, so the interrogation begins. To be fair, she expected that. It also was much nicer than what she had in mind.
"Let's started with a name, shall we. How should we call you, young lady?"
"Poppy"
There was no way she was going to tell her real name to her fire nation captors.
*Shank*
Before she could even react, a claw came from the man she figured to be the prince and sliced millimeters right her head. She could feel her ribbon cut off and her hair now freely down on her shoulder.
"Zuko!"
The old man cried in dismay.
"Lie to me again, and it will be the last thing you will do."
She was frozen in shock. The voice came from the prince, but it sounded deferent, deeper, more commanding, more evil…
She decided not to test the guy and told her real name.
"T-Toph."
"Very well, Toph, why did you attack us?"
The prince, Zuko, thankfully retreated his claw and used his normal voice.
"Mi-Sha wanted you gone, ok?! It's not like I can say no to him."
Wait, do they even know who Mi-Sha is?
"I see… what brings us to my next question. How did you, a ten? Eleven? Year old managed to be in an elite hit squad of the most nutritious criminal in this side of the map?"
Never mind.
"He saw me at 'earth rumble' and decided that I was worth it, he kidnapped me from my home right after."
"Poor girl."
The old man commented.
"I see. Then why didn't you escape then? You had more than enough power to do so."
"You think I hadn't thought of it?! Well, I did! Every night! But I couldn't! He told me that he would kill my parents!"
That kept everyone quiet.
"Besides, it's not like a blind girl can walk home from some spot at the desert."
"I have been meaning to ask you about it. You act as if you know exactly were everyone and everything is located, how?"
"I… well- "
Toph didn't know how to answer the prince's question. On one side, she didn't want them to know how she did what she did, on the other side, she really didn't want to anger the prince again.
"You 'see' with your earth bending, aren't you ? Sensing movement on the ground through your feet?"
How in the world?
"How?"
"Well, you are an earth bender, so the answer obviously lies there. From there, this isn't much work to guess."
"Oh…"
Now it did sound stupid. No wander Mi-Sha figured it out so easily.
"I must say, this is impressive. Both your sense and your level of bending are better than any earth bender I have seen, sorry Mi-Dved."
The prince looked at the bid man to his right, who shrugged in acceptance.
"Are you sure you are ten years old?"
A little of her confidence was returning to her.
"What can I say, I'm just that good. They don't call me the strongest earth bender alive for nothing, you know."
Actually, with Mi-Sha beating her that may not be true, but he cheated and a criminal so that doesn't count.
"Not enough to beat Zuko, apparently."
The man that Zuko called Mi-Dved mumbled.
"Yeah… I don't remember much, what happened?"
"Well, after you created the sandstorm –"
"Wait, wait, wait, sandstorm?!"
"Hm? Yes, didn't you intend to?"
"No, I just wanted you to go away… Was it big?"
"Huge. Anyway, after you created your sandstorm, I flew with the winds using my fire bending until I rose about it and reached the eye of the storm. From there, I fell down like a shooting star and smacked you on the head strong enough to break your helmet."
"We still have some fragments of it if you want."
"Nha, keep it. I don't want to 'see' this thing ever again."
"Very well. Now you said you worked under Mi-Sha, right? What can you tell us about him?"
"Well-"
Toph was cut off as she felt pressure in her lower belly.
"Aham… can I… Go to… the toilet before?"
The prince looked at her for a second. Then just as quickly as before, he slashed with his claw and cut off the rope that tied her legs together. He also cut the ropes that didn't allow her to unbend her knees, so now she could walk properly.
"Jasmine, walk with her to the latrine. If she does something even remotely suspicious, scream."
"Chief, are you sure about this?"
Bato, his second in command asked him.
Hakoda and his men were now in "borrowed" fire nation armor hiding near a place of ill repute.
He told them about his plan to make the prince and the crime lord bash each other's heads, and it was received with mixed feelings. On one hand, they all liked the idea of those two killing themselves, on the other hand…
"I myself don't like the idea to impersonate a fire nation soldier, Bato, but sometimes sacrifices mast be made."
They acted as loyal soldiers of the prince that are about to bust an illegal gambling den that belongs by proxy to none other than Mi-Sha. This will no doubt cause the big brute to return a favor to the prince and will give them more reasons to kill each other.
"Besides, don't think about it as helping the fire nation, think about it as saving all those poor people that their life got ruined by this place and be a man that your family can be proud of."
"*sigh* Damn it, you have a way with words, chief."
"I know."
Hakoda smiled before his face got serious again.
"Are all the men in position?"
His second in command nodded.
"Good, in this case-"
Hakoda blew his horn, and the men started their raid.
"Freeze!"
"Hands on the wall!"
"This is a raid!"
"You are all arrested by the name of prince Zuko!"
Hakoda walked inside as his men rounded the people to the wall and took care of anyone who showed resistance. A smartly dressed man walked with quick steps towards him.
"Pardon me, sir, what do you think your doing?!"
"What does it looks like we're doing? We're shutting down this place for good!"
"WHAT!? How dare you! On who's orders?!"
"Are you deft or retard? I just told you it was the prince!"
"He has no right! This is a perfectly legal establishment!"
Smarty pants got a fist to the liver as a response.
After a minute or so, Smarty got his bearing.
"Y-you c-can't do this… this is earth kingdom territory…"
"You think we care?! If there is fire nation presence, there is fire nation jurisdiction!"
"D-do you even know w-who you mess with? Once my boss hears about this-"
Another fist was sent to the other kidney this time.
"We know all about that fat slob you call boss. Rest assure, the prince has a plan for your retard Mi-Sha."
"YOUR'E A DEAD MAN, YOU HEAR! DEAD MEN ALL OF YOU!"
Hakoda had enough with the guy, so he knocked Smarty out with a well-placed punch to the face. Some teeth may or may not have flown.
One of his men went to him.
"Aham… commander…"
Stuttering, well that can't be good, at list he stayed in character and didn't call him chief.
"What is it, soldier?"
"We… had some unexpected developments."
"Of, what?"
The man pointed at the one of the doors who now had a flow of poor conditioned people coming out of it.
"The place had a trafficking ring as well as gambling, apparently. The people are asking what will we do with them now."
Damn it, what mess did he put himself into now?
Unbelievable, simply unbelievable, Toph was a treasury of information.
The girl had photographic memory of all the tunnels she was in (and those she wasn't in as well) and rich knowledge about how Mi-Sha acts, how his men work, even on which side of the bed he prefers to sleep. Zuko and the others had no heart to ask her how she knew the last one.
"And he has this weird thing that when he puts his hand down, suddenly you feel pressure on you and go down as well. I have no idea what that may be."
'Sai?'
"I have some guesses but without farther study I can't bring conclusive results."
'And what shall we do with her?'
"Oh, we must have her by our side at any cost, her raw power and talent at earth bending is too much to ignore. I, however, suggest we use honey with her. Antagonizing the girl will force us to kill her, and this will be a waist of both resources and talent."
"So what now?"
Toph asked.
"Sorry?"
"What now? I mean, technically I'm your prisoner so what will happen to me?"
"Oh… I don't really know. To be fair, I was ready at first to interrogate and execute you once you told me everything."
He noticed how the girl paled.
"Then, I noticed that you were just a kid, so I thought maybe put you in some school or other facility like that. Probably would have had you earth bend a few settlements to compensate the ones you destroyed, even if you were forced to."
Zuko raised his hand once he noticed Toph was about to open her mouth.
"Now after hearing your story, I'm not quite sure. To be frank, I really don't want to force you to do anything, although the part with the village building is still highly recommended for your therapy if nothing else."
"You also probably want to go back to your parents."
"My parents! I completely forgot! He told me that he is going to kill them if I break free!"
"Let her be the one to make the offer."
"Please, help me! I will do anything!"
"Hook."
"Well, I can send a few men, or a battalion, to retrieve them. I know an island that will have enough security to keep them safe from Mi-Sha, if they would like to go there. But even I can't just do whatever I please, I'm on bad terms with my own father as is. And as much as I feel you, is it really worth the risk for someone who a day ago tried to kill me?"
"T-they wouldn't just go, but if you let me talk to them, they may listen. Please!"
Toph now fell on her knees.
"Line."
"I suppose I could try, but it will bring me a heavy blow both in manpower and reputation to waist so many resources on three people that could have been spent for the war effort. I will need some very successful campaigns and PR operations to get people off my back, dad may actually disown me for that."
"I can fight for you, build for you, whatever you want! You wouldn't be sorry, I promise!"
"And snicker. Now wrap this with honey and seal the deal."
"Ok, ok! You convinced me! You can stand up now, please!"
Toph did as she was told.
"Listen, I wouldn't force you to do anything you don't want to. I'm not Mi-Sha, ok?"
She nodded.
""No then, let's meet your parents. What's their name by the way?"
"Lao and Poppy Beifong."
"Now this is interesting."
"Wh-"
"-at is the meaning of this!"
Mi-Sha was angry, no, he was furious!
How dare that upstart little disgrace of a prince do this! And in his own desert as well!
He was looking now at the corpses of the men he sent to take care of his newest headache hanging on a noose in the entrance of a hamlet like some common thieves that rubbed the wrong person. And for all to see!
The disrespect! The audacity! He was going to skin that brat alive for that!
People are starting to lose fear of him, oh no one was stupid enough to show it, but he saw that some started to fear that brat more then him. He can't allow it!
To add insult to injury, The brat took his own prized horse. The blow to both his ego, and his standing, was severe.
"Prepare the men."
He told the enforcers behind him.
"This means war."
He will listen to the brat's advice from the, now dead, barkeeper. He will cut off the middleman and gut the brat himself.
In the sands of the desert near the library, a metal arm finally busted out from the sand that buried it in the sandstorm.
AN
And this is the end of chapter 17
Toph had joined the party!
How did you think I handled the fight? Just to remember, Toph is just a ten year old.
What about the interaction with her and Zuko? in the end, she's really just a kid that went well over hear head in this one.
Chapter 19: Chapter 18
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 18
Zuko had long since admitted that life liked to treat him as a joke, but this was getting ridiculous. Here he was, a prince of the fire nation, drinking tea with a noble earth kingdom lady that he saved from bandits (does it actually count if she was one of those bandits, even if forced?).
And now he was coming back to his base like a conquering hero with a maiden in his arms. Okay, the last part is more correctly phrased as Toph demanding to ride with him on the komodo-rhino.
Oh, and did he mention that he was going to use her to get Gaoling to fully surrender? Because that didn't make a mess out of things at all.
Please note the sarcasm of the last sentence.
He broke his head as to how to manage that, but for now he decided to leave it until he was back in his room. Right now, he was too busy entertaining the kid who sat in front of him, apparently, she was all to eager to hear about his adventures.
In particular, she liked to hear about his fights with Mi-Sha's thugs, for obvious reasons. That didn't stop her from enjoying the more mundane misadventures he and his crew had.
"And in the end, the stupid lotus tile was in his sleeve the entire time."
"Pfft… so, you all ran around the town for nothing?!"
"More or less, yes. The entire thing was a huge waist of time."
Zuko had to admit, as much as she could be annoying sometimes, she was quite endearing. For some reason once he told her that he would help, she seemed to trust him much more, go figure.
"But enough about me, how did you, miss prim and proper (she snorted at that), got yourself in 'Earth Rumble'? I thought they would mark you off for height or age, probably both if had to guess.
"Oh, they did, I just had to beat each and any person there. You'd be surprised how eager they were after that."
"Somehow I believe that."
"Bark!"
As Toph was in front of Zuko, so was Xing in front of Toph. She hugged the upper torso of the hellhound, who was much bigger than when Zuko found it.
"I still can't believe that you found it in the swamp."
Toph said.
"Yeah, Xing is one of a kind. By your tone I will rale a guess that you were there?"
"Yeah, I once ran from home when I was little and somehow managed to get myself lost there. Lucky for me, badger moles found me and thought me how the bend.
"So you were thought by the original masters? No wonder your earth bending is so strong."
Mi-Dved commented next to him.
"Nah~ I'm just that awesome. But I got to hand it to you, you're taking it way better than most earth benders I met."
"Oh no, I'm actually in distress right now. Being so outmatched by a little ten year old girl is quite a blow to my ego, I'm debating myself as a men right now. I just have enough self preservation and awareness to keep it to myself."
"Hah…"
As they continued their track, they rode past a ruined village. Toph was suddenly extremely sullen, and it didn't take a genius to figure out what happened.
Zuko decided to cheer her out.
"Hey, it's not your fault."
"It is. I appreciate the effort, but we both know that."
'Sai, help?'
" Tell her about the people of that village."
"Care if I share something with you?"
Toph said nothing, so without hearing a decline he continued.
"Do you know about the village south of the swamp?"
"I thought you wanted to make me feel better."
Toph said with grinded teeth.
"Bear with me. You know that I cane to it mere hours after it was destroyed?"
"Really?"
"Yes, right after the swamp thing. Do you want to know what happened to the people?"
Toph had a very uncertain expression on her face.
"I… Yes, I want to know. Are they ok?"
"Well… some more than others. No one was severely hurt, you're doing I suppose?"
The girl nodded.
"Very impressive. Anyway, the people moved on. Some moved to other villages, some tried their luck in the nearest city, some even took my offer and are under my employment. And do you know what they all had in common?"
He noticed that she was entranced.
"They moved on. Each and every one of them continued with his life the best they could. I can't talk about the rest, but the ones that took my offer are now working on a tropical island and are well fed and taken care of."
"Did none of them had any ideas to just give up? Of course not, but they continued regardless because that was the best thing, they could do for themselves and their loved ones."
"Now it's your choice, what will the greatest earth bender in the world do? Will you rise above, or will you let Mi-Sha be forever a part of your life?"
He suddenly felt a blunt force at the right side of his stomach as toph elbowed him. He felt nothing, but he supposed that it would have been a different story with the armor.
"Prick."
She said with a smile.
"Fine, enough with the pity party. You're really good at this, you know?"
"Let's just say I had a lot of practice and leave it at that."
" You mean I had a lot of practice with you. In front of the mirror."
'Shut up…'
At the south pole, the only teenage boy in all the south was having a heated discussion.
"What do you mean 'This is the last one?!'"
"What you heard. Sorry kid, but with most of the south under fire nation control tighter than a century old wine bottle we literally can't make the journey anymore."
The man he was talking to be an old sailor with white hair and gruff voice. Although smuggler is a more fitting description for one such as him.
"But you do this every week!"
"The last month had been more of a donation than anything, but without the coin to pay the men and still no word from your chief, I simply don't have the men to do this."
"Please, sir. The village will starve without the supply, I beg you to reconsider."
This time it was Katara who talked with praying hands and a pleading look on her face.
"Sorry girl, this all I have to give. Water here so dangerous that even pirates avoid it, the prince did a real number on them from what I heard."
The man shook his head and started to walk back to his ship. This made the water siblings run after him.
"Wait! What if you steal a fire nation ship? They wouldn't bother you after that!"
Sokka tried to negotiate.
"Ha! Good luck with that, kid. Your pa was the last one who tried it with an old ship, hit gold all right, and look where that got him. Let's just say that no one is too eager for a surprise visit of royalty anymore."
"But what will we do now?"
Katara asked in a broken voice.
"Don't know, don't care. Your brother looks old enough to hunt small game, maybe even take a page from the fire nation and have the ladies go out and bring whatever small animals there are here."
This wasn't so well received by Sokka, for more reasons than one.
"What?! Women can't hunt, it's the men's job!"
"Do what you will, I really don't give a damn, but you're on your own now."
"Please have a heart!"
Karara, while not the biggest fan of her brother's chauvinistic views, focused on the more important stuff and tried to save her village's food line. All she did, however, was get the smuggler's ire.
"Have a heart, have a heart?! All what I did until now was because of my bleeding heart, you ungrateful brats!"
"You think this venture somehow profits me?! Well think again! And don't even try to guilt trip me, I did above and beyond for your tribe! Goodbye!"
The old man entered his vassal and ordered his men to set sail, deaf to the screaming and begging of the siblings bellow him. The two watched with broken spirits as the ship sailed and got lost in the horizon.
After a long while, Katara finally spoke.
"So… What's now?"
Sokka sighed.
"I guess I have to do what the old man said."
"What, letting the women to hunt?"
Katara asked his not a small excitement.
"What?! No! I meant going to hunt myself, obviously. Really sis, I think the cold is finally getting to you."
It was safe to say that both katara's excitement and her view of her brother (which to be frank wasn't the highest) were lowered considerably.
"Geez, why did I even get my hopes up…"
The two began their track back to the village, blind to the turn of events that would follow.
Zuko was with Shen at the lieutenant's office, they were discussing the trip as well as the steps that should be taken.
"I still can't believe that he actually ordered you dead, you must have truly pushed him to a corner, your highness."
"What can I say, I'm a most wanted guy. Can't really blame him, can we? But on a more serious note, what are your opinions about our next course of action?"
Shen played with his beard as he thought.
"A difficult question, your highness… In my experience, bounty hunters are a practical sort, they wouldn't take a risk if there isn't a worthwhile reward. I suggest taking care of the reward, and the reward giver, and the hunt will crumble upon itself."
"But that would mean a direct confrontation with Mi-Sha in the desert. It would take more men and resources then either of us can manage."
"True, even with the men that we can spare should the Beifongs surrender, an assault on a target like Amora is not feasible. That is even without the bureaucrats breathing down our neck."
The last sentence caught Zuko off guard.
"Pardon?"
The old man nodded in understanding.
"Amora is infamous for its illegal activities that are far from the eye of the law, I can promise you that many of the nobles at court have at least some investments there. They will do their hardest to kill any operation in its diapers, the fact that Amora has no strategic value doesn't help our case."
"Damn…"
'You have something, Sai?'
" The enemy of my enemy is someone I can use. For now, however, cut down his livelihood. The desert can give only so many resources, at least for this level of technology."
"Fine, we can talk to Beifong about more manpower, I imagine that he would like some action against Mi-Sha even more than us. For now, let's just cut whatever businesses and other resources from Mi-Sha we can, I can handle being hunted for some time."
Shen raised an eyebrow.
"Convincing Beifong will be a dragon's trail, we are trying to conquer his territory after all."
"He doesn't need to like us, his men don't even need to see us, they all just need to attack one place while we attack another at the same time. I can convince him to a truce for that at least."
"If you say so, your highness. What brings us to the next issue, what in Agni's name are we going to do with little miss Beifong? Where is she, by the way?"
"Oh, she's with Jasmine, I thought that a female companion close to her age may do her good. Right now, they are in the ship with Jasmine showing Toph around."
"Hmm… That may be for the best, especially if you want to leave a good first impression on her father. I do suggest tightening the security however, both to keep her in and keep unwanted guests out."
Zuko understood completely, it was a question of when, not if, Mi-Sha will send someone to silence Toph. For the old general Toph was a blind little girl, he knew nothing of her earth bending or the job she had for the last month.
A part of him felt bad for deceiving the old lieutenant, who had been so helpful to him, but he agreed with Sai that it was for the best that the fewer people who knew the truth, the better.
"By the way, I wouldn't dare to order you, your highness, but I humbly beg that you will at least keep me informed when you take my troops for your operations. The entire incident, no matter how well meaning it was, left me in a rather tuff spot."
Now that surprised Zuko.
"What do you mean? I have never taken soldiers without consulting you first."
It was Shen's turn to raise an eyebrow.
"Really? Because I got a report of soldiers raiding an illegal gambling den in the disputed area, freeing some slaves in the process. They claimed that the prince sent them specifically to deal a blow to Mi-Sha."
"What gambling den? I never sent anyone to such mission."
It seemed that the old lieutenant sensed the honesty in Zuko's reply, because he nodded in understanding.
"I see, in this case we have very much to be concerned about. A deception like that while using your name is a heavy crime, this also forces you into conflict with the bandit lord. But to be fair, you already are in conflict with him."
"Do you have any idea who this third party may be?"
"I'm sorry, your highness, there are just too many possibilities. It could be someone that has an axe to grind with you, it could be someone that wants revenge on Mi-Sha (Agni knows there are enough of those.), of both. Heck, it could be one on Mi-Sha's underlings trying to kick off his boss."
"I see…"
'Sai?'
"I'm with the good lieutenant on this one, we need to go to the crime scene for me to have any concrete conclusions."
'Damn…'
"Fine, have some men you can spare investigating this thing, focus on finding the identity of the soldiers who did it. Right now, however, this is a low priority next to the conquest of Gaoling and the war against Mi-Sha."
Shen saluted.
"It will be done, my lord."
"Good. What is the status of our forces by the way?"
"As good as can be, I suppose. We made some good progress, completely surrounding the area around Gaoling. Losses are low as well, the enemy is yet to adapt to our eyes. Things are much easier when you can just dump blasting jelly on an earth kingdom stronghold from height way above their reach."
"I can imagine that this will help, how close is Beifong to surrender?"
"Hard to tell, but it's only a matter of time. He can't last long with the state of affairs. Actually, I plan a bombardment of his home right away, this should send a message and drop morale quickly enough."
"Hmm… wait a bit with that, I would like to try something first."
Shen raised an eyebrow.
"Another one of your crazy, and often suicidal ideas?"
"Most likely."
Zuko admitted.
"And I will have to borrow one of your eyes."
The old lieutenant sighed.
"Of course you do… At least you ask. May I ask what your scam is this time?"
"I plan to send a letter to Beifong about my arrival for a talk, I will bait him with information about his daughter. Once I receive the invitation, I will fly there with Toph and convince him to go my way."
Shen wasn't so pleased.
"Your highness, while I agree that Beifong will take the bait, I must object to you being there. The chance of convincing him is very low, while the chance of him trying to use you as ransom is high."
"I see your point, but I already have plans for each problem. Let me deal with all the noble bureaucracy, I managed to convince Zhao of all people to do charity after all."
"Can't argue with that... Very well, you succeeded in everything you did so far, I don't see a reason to doubt you now. You will have your eye, your highness, but I implore you to take some men as protection."
"Fine by me, how long do you think it will take until we get Beifong's invitation?"
"A day or two, I imagine. Especially if you mention that you need to leave in the next few days."
"Noted, give me an hour to finish the letter."
In the Beifong mansion, Lao Beifong sat in his office. He was going through the various reports of the state of the battlefield, none of them painted a pretty picture.
A servant with military uniform entered the room.
"My lord, you have a message."
Lao stopped his work.
"I asked to not be disturbed."
The Beifong patriarch then looked up from his desk and saw the stamp on the letter.
"And I think I made myself clear about any 'offers' from the fire nation."
"It's from prince Zuko, my lord."
Lao stopped to think about it for a minute, why would royalty involve itself with this? The prince must want the prestige, what other reason there could be.
"I don't care, burn it with the others."
"It has your daughter's name on it."
"What?! How could he possibly… give it to me."
The man gave Lao the piece of paper.
As Lao read, he felt his hands shaking. This was either very good, or (most likely) a tremendous disaster. This one is something he can't decide alone.
"You may leave to your duties, soldier."
As once the man was gone, Lao ringed the bell to fetch a server. Almost immediately, a man appeared.
"Please summon my wife to my office."
The servant bowed and went to his new assignment, after a few minutes his wife entered the office.
"Very good, you may return to your duties. I will call when needed."
The servant bowed again.
"Yes dear, how can I help?"
His wife was in downed spirits, as was the norm those days. The kidnapping of their daughter affected her greatly, it took much effort to get her out of bed those days.
Lao silently gave her the letter from the prince to read.
As she read, he saw her eyes shining a little brighter.
"Honey, those are great news!"
Lao, however, didn't share her newfound hope completely.
"Dear, I must remind you that this could very much be a trap set by the fire nation."
"But what could they possibly do, honey? They will come here, in one of their supposedly flying abominations, true, but they will come here with five men at most. I hardly think it's beyond the capabilities of our guards."
"True, but this is what bothers me the most. And if recent stories about the disgraced prince are true, this may be more of a fight then anticipated. I'm also worried about why he wants you to come as well, I fear that it may be a part of his trap."
"Well dear, if the whereabouts of our daughter will be discussed, I would very much like to be present."
Lao sighed, knowing his wife had a point.
"So what do you think?"
"I think that we should except. If all goes well than we will have information on our daughter, in the worst case we'll be heavily guarded against a threat with no support in the sit of our power."
"Very well, I will write that I accept their terms."
"Thank you, dear. I love you."
Popy kissed him on the cheek and went to her way, her spirit lifted very much.
Lao wrote his answer and went himself to the falconry, he wanted to be the one to send this particular letter.
After all was done and the letter was sent Lao went back to his office to prepare for the meeting.
As he did so, he had another look at the letter.
"To lord Lao Beifong,
I ask for an audience with yourself about our terms and future cooperation.
In return, I will supply you with the recent information I have about your missing daughter.
I will come on a flying eye with five soldiers as escort and no more, I ask to let us lend with peace.
Please reply as soon as possible, in a few days I will have to leave the reign.
Sincerely,
Prince Zuko, first son of fire lord Ozai."
Lao sighed again.
"What is your game, prince…"
Whatever it is, he just hoped his little angel was fine. He couldn't imagine how scared she must feel right now.
"No! Stop! Get your hands off me!"
Toph was fighting like a woman possessed, she kicked to every direction. Alas, it was for naught as she was dragged against her will.
"I curse you all, you hear me?! I curse you all!"
"Kid, please stop being so dramatic. It's just a bath."
"I agree with Ling, Toph. This is a bit much even by my standards."
At Zuko's orders, Toph needed to be presentable before their trip to Gaoling. For that, as the only two women the closest to Toph's age, it fell under Jasmine and sergeant Ling to prepare the young girl.
One would think that the girl would be thrilled to finally be clean, but no~
Toph just had to be an annoying brat in that exact critical moment.
"But I don't want to!"
With how things are going, they will never prepare Toph in time.
"And why not?"
Ling asked.
"I just don't want to, okay? Besides, I can wash myself."
"I would have liked to believe that, kid, but so far you did the absolute best to stay dirty."
"Well, excuse me if I like the feeling of the earth in my feet."
"Your 'feeling' will cost his Highness his good first impression, so pardon me if we have different properties."
Ling concluded as Jasmine added.
"And we are all women her, there is nothing to be ashamed of. Not that you have anything at all…"
The last part Jasmine said to herself in a quiet voice, but apparently not quite enough for the blind girl.
"Hey! It's not my fault that the two of you are cows! Especially her!"
Toph point at _ direction.
"I'm blind and even I can see how huge her- Ow! Ow! Sorry! Sorry!"
The last part was a result of Ling having enough talking about her figure as she heads locked the poor girl and made some quiet painful movements on Toph's head.
Jasmine sighed, this was going to be a long day.
"Are you sure you want to do it, Zuko?"
While the girls had their… fun… Zuko and Mi-Dved had a talk.
"It's the best option. If all goes well then, we gain more territories and an ally, if not then we at least tried."
"Can I at least go with you?"
"We talked about this. While you may not care if you're being called traitor to the nation and other thing, I very much care about you. Besides, we don't want to give Beifong any reason to believe that we were the ones to kidnap his daughter."
"I suppose that's correct…"
Mi-Dved admitted against his will.
"Besides, I have a no less important task for you."
"I know , but still…"
"It will be a great win of you succeed."
"*Sigh* fine, I'll do it."
"Thank you, I knew I could count on you."
"Yeah, sure."
The earth bender waved him off.
"Just be sure to return with everybody safe and sound."
"Will do. By the way, have you seen Xing?"
"Can't say I did. You recon Xing's on the hunt again?"
"Agni, I hope not. I swear it's only a matter of time before it brings back a platypus bear or something."
Mi-Dved looked at a spot behind Zuko that caught his attention.
Mi-Dved looked at a spot behind Zuko that caught his attention.
"Well… you may have to make duo with an ostrich-horse for now."
"Please don't tell me…"
Zuko turned around and saw exactly what he feared. Xing walked towards them and in his mouth was a small ostrich horse.
The poor animal itself was quite smaller than the adults, but wasn't a chick, must have been an adolescence. It still was three times higher than Xing and had nasty claws and beak.
"On the bright side, it probably didn't belong to anyone, right?"
Zuko facepalmed.
"And take Xing with you, probably before it starts to see the similarities between human flesh and chicken."
"Acknowledged…"
Mi-Dved said in a much less certain tone, the random twitch in the ostrich-horse's leg didn't help.
"So, what are the news?"
Hakoda had his close console with him as they discussed the happenings of the war.
"As you predicted, Mi-Sha and Zuko are at the throats of each other. Rumor has it that Zuko entered the Si Wong desert and butchered an entire squad of enforcers."
The news surprised Hakoda, even if he didn't show it.
"Really? Why did he even enter the desert?"
The man before him shrugged.
"No idea, but the rumors said something about a library."
This time, it was Bato that answered with crossed arms and a raised eyebrow.
"Really? You expected us to believe that the prince of the fire nation goes all the way to a traitorous desert for some books?"
"Must be some library…"
Hakoda commented.
"Never mind, what are the prince's losses?"
"None, chief."
Now that caused a reaction.
"Excuse me, no casualties? He went head on with an entire enforcer squad, this is much less believable than the library."
"Sorry chief, it is what it is. The prince left a hamlet with ten people and returned to the same hamlet with the same ten people, only with an entire dead enforcer squad tied to the tails on their Komodo-rhinos. He apparently had them hanged in every possible place so that Mi-Sha wouldn't miss."
"La and Tui, kids way more ruthless then we thought. And you say that brute saw the bodies?"
Hakoda would have paid to see the look in Mi-Sha's face.
"Front row, yes. He went as ballistic as expected.
"Man, kid got balls, I'll hand it to him. I guess all my planning was useless than, hah…"
Hakoda lamented.
"Don't worry, chief, we sure helped lit the fire. Besides, we did good, moral is high, and the troops are happy."
"Thanks Bato, you always know how to cheer me up. But for the more serious business, what is the status of the war theatre?"
Hakoda address the men.
"Could be better. Gaoling is basically done for, and Omashu is still under siege. Those new eyes the fire nation created added another dimension to the war that we don't have a counter for yet."
Another man informed Hakoda.
"Really? From what I gathered, the eyes are purely for spying. They are just too high for combat, at least they were when I was bedridden."
"Well, things changed, chief, they now can build large enough eyes to carry troops and supplies. now they can just throw barrels of blasting and jelly from sky high, decimate a fortress to rubbles and call it a day."
"Damn… This is a problem. Any idea of the source? We may be able to sabotage it."
"Sorry chief, from what we know the eyes are being made in the heart of the fire nation in special facilities that are owned by some big shot businessman. No way we are getting anywhere close."
"Damn… I suppose we act at night than."
The men nodded in agreement.
"Very well, I suggest we go east. Everything we could have done here, we did. I have a feeling that the earth kingdom soldiers there will appreciate our help very much. All in agreement?"
"Ai!"
The men all said in agreement.
"Very well, east it is!"
Zuko was now in his room, preparing for the peace talk. Now he had the opportunity to ask Sai something that was bothering him and that he needed to make sure.
'Sai?'
" Yes, your highness?"
'From the near end of our battle in the desert, I noticed something strange…'
Zuko didn't know how to form it with words.
'I…'
"You mean to ask about your regained hearing in your left ear?"
'Yes! What did you do?'
" Remember our talk about the phoenix technique? As well as the spiritual energy I took from the swamp?"
'Yes, do you mean that it started taking affect?!'
The hope in Zuko's thoughts was unmistakable.
" It started taking affect from the first night after the swamp. I slowly but surely used the spiritual energy to reconstruct the scared tissues, as well as enhance your physical abilities. I did not lie when I said you are six times stronger then when you met me."
'Really? That's great!'
"Don't act so surprised, I promised you that your scars will heal in a year's time. I literally cannot lie, unlike others…"
'Sorry for doubting you Sai, but how I didn't feel it before?'
" Recreation of nerves is a very painful process, I disconnected them temporarily from the ill place so that you wouldn't be wailing on the floor in pain all the time. Also, your body isn't capable to handle to much spiritual energy yet, a faster progress will literally burn you from the inside."
'Good call… So, what are the next steps in this regeneration?'
" For now, to rewrite your chi flow to a much more efficient design, one that could handle the spiritual energy stored inside you. Eardrum is an easy enough thing to recreate for the relative lack of nerves and other complicated cells. An eye, will require the chi rewrite to heal."
'Than keep doing what's you're doing.'
Zuko was beyond happy with the news, undeniably Sai was the best thing that happened to him!
With those thoughts in mind, Zuko prepared for the meeting with the Beifongs.
Zuko was now with lieutenant Shen in front of their ride. It looked very differently from the first eye prototype Zuko himself created, obviously Loban and his men spent many hours and resources on the project once he gave them his blessing.
So far, he liked the results.
The balloon was blood red with the fire nation symbol on each side, it also wasn't a ball anymore but a more sausage look alike.
The wooden basket, that once was barely big enough for two people, was now made of metal and was big enough to house up to ten grown men comfortably.
It also was bigger, if that wasn't obvious, much bigger. Zuko guessed that the thing was six Komodo-rhinos in height, width and length. He would have to ask Loban for a person "airship" of his own.
"Quite a feeling, seeing how the memorial of my son evolve. A good one at that."
The old lieutenant commented.
"I'm happy you liked it. Are you sure you will go with me as well?"
"Yes, while in is a huge risk, an even greater one will be facing the wrath of your father once he hears that you died under my watch. Besides, Chin is more than ready to replace me should the need arrive."
"Your faith in me lifts my spirit…"
The old man chuckled a little.
"Please don't take this wrong, your highness, I have every confidence in your ability to keep us safe. The main reason that I wished to join was for the protocol. In case any agreement is made, I will be official representee of the military. Any agreement that is written before me is as valid as the terms are allowed by my rank. Pardon me, my prince, but I don't trust the random opportunist to not play with your credibility after your banishment."
"Very well, thank you for your help."
Zuko would lie if he wasn't feeling hurt a little, but he understood Shen's point of view. Something a month ago he wouldn't have done.
"Nephew!"
Zuko locket back and saw his uncle walking towards him. with him were the other soldiers that will accompany them.
"Uncle, glad you could make it."
Zuko said with a smile, even if it didn't quite reach his eyes. Good thing a helmet has more uses than just to guard the head.
"Prince Iroh."
Shen bowed curtly. Zuko, however, caught a little stiff in the lieutenant's bow.
'Do you think he has some bad history with uncle? Can't be, their sons were good friends.'
"If I'm correct, his wounds are much deeper thar some personal misgiving. I will tell you later when it will be only the two of us."
"Oh, I can only imagine what kinds of tea there will be at the meeting. I wonder if I could compare notes with their tea maker, maybe even a game or two of pai sho."
"And we have the identity of another potential white lotus member."
"Uncle, please take this seriously."
"Nephew, I'm wounded. Of course I take my tea seriously!"
"Then don't let us stop you, you should get inside and prepare your wires. Can't leave our host wanting, can we?"
"An excellent idea, nephew!"
Uncle quickly went inside, the men that were with him followed.
Zuko sighed and turned to the more dutiful old man.
"I decided to tale uncle because of his fire bending skills, but also as a comic relief. He has a talent in befriending strangers over tea and pai sho."
"As… good reason as any, I suppose."
"Trust me, I'm as happy with that as you are."
Shen had an uncertain look on his face.
"Your highness, pardon me for my intrusion, but… is all well with you two?"
Zuko was quiet for a moment.
"It's… complicated."
"You know, I'm an old man myself, maybe I can give an advice or two."
"It's a little hard for me to take, given the amenity you seem to have with my uncle."
Zuko said in an accusing tone.
"Oh, you noticed…"
Shen seemed to be taken back.
"I offer my sincere apo-"
Zuko raised his hand to silence the old lieutenant.
"It's fine! I'm sure you have your reasons. So far you were ideal with your work, even when forced to work with a man you hate. I can't hold that against you, especially when you try to hide it."
"I… thank you…"
"Don't mention it. But I must ask, what's the deal between you two?"
"It's… complicated…"
"Hah… how the tables have turned."
Shen chackled as well.
"That they do, your highness, that they do. Now we only need our special guest, and we can take off."
As if Kho itself heard them, Toph and Jasmine just entered the line of sight.
Toph was dressed in a lime-colored kimono that was fitting for high born ladies such as her. She also wore (most likely unwillingly) wooden sandals that gave her a few inches. Her stance and behavior were also drastically changed from the easygoing little girl he knew her to be.
All in all, she looked like the very picture of high nobility that she was supposed to be.
Jasmine, however, she wore a matching kimono as Toph, only hers seemed to hug her figure very well. How did she manage that Zuko had no idea, but he threw in up there in things that were beyond him with women logic. To complete the picture, she had her namesake adoring the right side of her hair.
Jasmine looked both noble and provocative, somehow.
"My sincere apologies for my tardiness, your highness. There have been unforeseen delays in the lady's room."
That came from Toph of all people.
"Okay, who are you and what did you do to toph?"
The little girl immediately broke her mask and snorted.
"Don't worry, it's still me Sparky. I'm just preparing myself for the meeting. I must be the perfect daughter after all."
"Don't do it, it's creepy."
"For you and me both, Sparky."
Once she saw him make sparks with his hand to show her his lightning bending, she started to call him "Sparky". The soldiers, thankfully, were too afraid of him to mimic the girl. In front of him, at least.
"Fine, go inside and creep the others. We'll be meeting your parents soon enough."
"Whatever."
Even if she said that, Zuko noticed in her tone how excited she was to be home again.
Toph went inside.
"So how do I look?"
Jasmine asked innocently as she made a spin, showing off her outfit.
"Radiating, like a true highborn lady, I would have never noticed something amiss."
"You know what to say to a lady. See you inside, my prince~"
She gave him a peck on the chick and went inside.
He heard Shen chuckled from behind him.
"Oh, shut up…"
The two entered the airship last and it took off. He had a feeling it was going to be a long ride…
AN
And this is the end of chapter 18
A girl is finally inviting Zuko to meet her parents! are you as excited as I am?
Bu the way, can anyone guess why Shin has some grudge against Iroh?
Chapter 20: Chapter 19
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 19
"Do you remember everything you need to do?"
"Yes dad, I'm fine."
Toph had an annoyed expression when Zuko asked her about her preparations for the meeting. Something which he took notice but ignored regardless.
"And the letters?"
"Yes, I memorized your stupid letters as well."
"You didn't seem to think they were stupid back then.
Zuko said in an amused voice.
"Oh, shut up…"
Toph grew only more annoyed at Zuko's chuckles.
"In all seriousness, how are you feeling?"
Toph took a moment to gather her thoughts together.
"I'm… happy? I'm also scared, it's my fault that I got kidnapped in the first place. If I didn't participate in that stupid competition and was a good little girl like my parents wanted, nine of this would have happened."
"I really don't want them to say we told you so, and then lock me up in a room for the rest of my life. What if they disown me?"
She stopped as she felt Zuko's hand on her shoulder.
"Listen, I can't tell you how your parents will react, but I can tell you that they wouldn't disown you or anything. Whatever will happen, you will have me behind you."
" Excellent play, your highness. Now she will always see us as an ally in a time of need. We can even have her completely once she will have an inevitable clash with her parents."
'But I didn't… I was being honest, I had no alternative motives in mind '
"Oh, then the benefits of good karma, I suppose."
"Thanks, I mean it."
Toph said gradually, even if she became a little sheepish afterwards.
"Do- do you speak from experience? I heard the people talk and… never mind, you don't need to answer."
In the end she started playing with her fingers.
"Oh… well, it's too like it's a secret. Yes, dad disowned and banished me until I redeemed myself in his eyes. But as long as you don't follow my footsteps you will be fine."
"Oh… What did you do? Must have been something really bad."
"Ahm, I really don't want to talk about it. Let's just say that I disrespected him and then humiliated him in front of the entire nobility."
"Oh… Are you really fitting to tell me what to do then?"
Toph tried to raise the mood.
"Do as I say, not as I do."
Zuko returned with a smile.
LLao made some final preparations before the meeting, mainly making sure that the guards were neatly trimmed, and that the food was ready to be called.
"Dear, are you sure we need to leave such an impression? They are our enemies after all."
His wife regarded his decision, discreetly of course. They couldn't let the people know that the Beifongs aren't united as one.
"Yes, honey. A well-fed adversary is a more cooperative one, and we need any help we can get from them. Both for the sake of their terms, and more importantly, for the sake of our daughter."
"*Sigh* fine, dear. Your words ring true. I only hope that they didn't lie to us."
"So am I, honey, so am I."
"Do you think the prince as deformed and vicious as the rumors say?"
She was of course talking about the rumors that spread about the prince in the earth kingdom.
Even at the start of his banishment, it was said that he had a hideous scar on his face from his father. It also said that the prince was quick to anger and was very violent.
As of the last month, the rumors about the prince grew with his deeds. They also varied from one another, but most of them had some things in common.
His face was so deformed that he needed to wear a full-face helmet all the time to hide his shame. His anger and aggression, which were well known even at the beginning, only grew with his banishment and now were directed at the people of the earth kingdom with terrible resolve.
There were also rumors about his cunning intellect and bright mind that brought the fire nation many victories, some even say that it was him and not Zhao that was responsible for the humiliating defeat in his sea strip.
There was also a rather disturbing rumor, one that he found very unsettling. One rumor spoke of his predatory hunger of a unique kind, that he liked to collect exotic women to act as a part of his harem.
Apparently, after his visit to Kyoshi island, he was seen with a beautiful and athletic teenage girl who wore skimpy clothes and followed his every command. The rumors said that the prince seduced a Kyoshi warrior, maybe even the next in line for leadership, and made her his mistress.
Lao feared what the sick mind of the prince may have in store for his daughter, and that the information he had on hand was for more nefarious purpose than just a bargain chip.
Either way, it would do well to tell his wife what he was thinking.
"I'm sure that most of the things are either propaganda are very exaggerated."
"It does seems likely."
His wife let out a sigh of relief.
After a few minutes, they noticed a rad spot on the horizon.
"You think it's one of those 'airships' we heard about?"
His wife asked.
"Must be, it can't be anything else."
As the construction that became the bane of his existence got closer, he couldn't help but marvel at it. The costs it could save by transporting people and merchandise must be tremendous.
Those thoughts were mixed with jealousy and disappointment, because it was the fire nation, and not him or even the much larger and richer earth kingdom, who produced those marvels or enjoyed their benefits.
Of course, any emotion was internal, his face showed nothing of what he may have felt. A lifetime as a businessman made it so.
Finally, the airship flew downward and landed in the yard, which Lao made sure was surrounded with guard, the people inside started to disembark.
First were two bodyguards, which Lao figured was fair enough. The two were relatively tall and wore a marching set of uniforms, not unlike the rest of the fire nation soldiers. They had, however, a little different helmet that probably represented their seniority or rank.
After them, there were two old men. The first was relatively tall but lanky, wither the second was short and fat. Lai, however, recognized his face as none other than the dragon of the west. Even he has familiar with the only man in eons to breach the walls of Ba Sing Se. He will have to tread lightly, he wasn't sure that his men could take on both fire princes.
Then, came the men of the hour, none other than fire prince Zuko himself. The prince looked at the very image of a mighty warrior the propaganda painted him, the dark fitting armor and helmet made a very strong impression.
Lao also noticed that the helmet covered his face completely, not even the sun could laminate the unnaturally obscured slits. The deformation rumor may have more truth than he thought, he just hoped the other rumors don't follow suit.
As the prince got off, he offered his hand to the girl behind him. The girl was very pretty, Lao will admit that, actually his wife would possibly agree if her look was anything to go by. Lucky, her thoughts were clear only to her husband, who spent the better part of his life with her.
The girl, no, the young woman, wore a very expressive kimono that fitted her rather well. Lao (and probably his wife as well) could see through the disguise, her posture and walk wasn't like a noble lady, but more like a feline in search for entertainment.
He had a terrifying realization that the girl was most likely the one that the rumors were about, she did easily have the body fitness of a Kyoshi warrior. He now just prayed that the prince wasn't interested in blind girls, he could see from the side of his eye his wife doing silently the same.
Any thoughts he may have, however, were put on hold when the next person came. The prince and the young woman helped the last person off the airship, and it was none other than his missing daughter.
She was dressed in a matching kimono with the other girl and had her face all dolled up. She looked like she was going to a gala and not to her home after being kidnapped.
His wife audibly gasped, something that his daughter heard.
"Mom?"
The prince whispered something to his daughter, and she nodded, together they walked to Lao. When they were a few feet away the prince and the other girl stopped guiding Toph, and his daughter stood uncertainly in her place. She looked left and right as if she could see Poppy and himself.
"Mom? Dad?"
That seemed to be the tipping point of his wife because she immediately hugged their daughter with no regard for any sense of dignity, in front of the fire nation royal delegacy. And for once, Lao didn't mind it one bit, he himself had to stop himself from doing the same.
"I thought of maybe making a show and all but decided that it would be just cruel."
The prince said as he had a hand scratching the back of his head.
"Do you need some time alone? Because we can wait…"
In the end, her father and Zuko decided on an hour and a half delay, in which Zuko's party could eat breakfast. In the meantime, she was with both her parents.
"Oh my little baby, we were so worried!"
Mom finally said once she regained a hold on herself. Toph would have called it mushy, but t to be fair she had the same reaction.
Spirits, in front of Zuko no less, she needed to do something absolutely badass to even it out.
"I'm sorry…"
For making you worry, for letting those thugs kidnapped me, for going behind your back and participating those stupid underground tourneys, for making your life harder…
"Sweetheart, you have nothing to apologize for. We all are here and fine, that's what's important."
Her father said.
"If there is anyone to blame, it would be that brute. You can be sure that he'll get what he deserves for everything, daddy will take care for it."
Her father was of course talking about Mi-Sha.
Zuko pulled him to the side for a few minutes to debrief him with the story of what happened, with a few things unmentioned obviously.
"I still can't believe that he managed to break in. What were those so-called guards doing, letting those thugs just dig up a tunnel under our nose?"
Her mother was enraged.
"We should have them all fired!""
"Now, now, dear, I will take care of it."
Father said with a pacifying tone.
"I'm more interested right now in hearing about how you were treated with the prince, because if he did something to you, I swear- "
"Zuko didn't do anything!"
Her parents stopped, shocked.
"I… Pardon me, it was unbecoming."
Her father was the first to react.
"It… It is expected you had a very traumatic experience. We're just glad that you're safe and with us now, we had no intention to besmirch the prince."
"Yes, it is only natural to be on edge."
Mom agreed.
"But how was your time with the fire prince?"
She continued.
"My time with Zuko?"
"It was… good, I suppose? I mean, I was scared at first. The bombs were really scary."
"I still can't believe those brutes used bombs on our little angel…"
Mom grumbled.
"While I completely agree with you, honey, at least they got our little girl back to us."
Father said before she continued.
"But after that, it was rather fun. Zuko told many interesting and funny stories and I got to play with his dog."
"Dog tiger?"
Mom said.
"No."
"Cat dog?"
It was father's turn now.
"No, just a regular dog."
"Weird."
Mom said.
"Maybe it's a royal thing, the earth king have a regular bear as well."
Dad suggested.
"Oh! Zuko also wanted me to show you something!
She pulled the sack Zuko gave her, the sack of which its content was a cause of great suffering for her.
From the sack, she pulled a few strange cubes. Each cube had some sin that Toph couldn't know what was written on, but that wasn't for her. What mattered to Toph was the little bulges on the top of the cube.
"What is it, sweetheart?"
Both her parents looked at her with interest.
"Zuko had it made for me, he said it was something that he thought on after he met me."
When she said that Zuko had it made, she meant that he told her to which form to bend the rocks.
"The cubes have a sign that tells which latter is on them, I feel the surface of the cube and by the bulges I can tell the letter. He told me that with this he could make the blind read, and enough capital he is planning to introduce this to the entire world."
Her parents silently looked at her, not knowing what to think.
She understood them, she herself thought it was crazy before. But after some grueling hours with Zuko, she managed to get her first sentence. She was weirdly happy about it, to be able to read like any other kid.
She also knew, even if they never said it, that her parents lamented that she couldn't do things like the other kids. Zuko was at list honest with her and said that his intentions weren't purely ultraistic, but you can't just make the blind read without caring about them.
"Would you like to show us?"
Her father asked, from his tone he didn't know if he should be hopeful or insulted for the jest.
And so Toph went from cube to cube, each time she said the right letter. She could feel that her mother was slightly sobbing.
"Mommy, are you okay? Did I get a letter wrong?"
Spirits! Maybe she did! Are they crying because she messed up again? What would they think about Zuko now, she hoped that she didn't make them think it was some kind of cruel joke!
"No, no, sweetheart, you said every letter right. Your mother is just very proud of her little girl, so am I."
Father calmed her down as he continued.
"And you say that the prince had thought of that?"
"Yes, he said I gave him inspiration. He also told me he wanted to talk to you about spreading it to everyone and make facilities more blind friendly."
"I see… It seems like it's also almost the time for our meeting with the prince. I will have to leave the two of you for now for preparation, you have given me much to think about, sweetheart."
"Good luck, my love."
"I love you daddy."
"I love the two of you as well."
Her father said as he left the room.
After they were fed and rested, Zuko met with lord Beifong at his solar. Accompanying him were his uncle, Shen and Jasmine, surprisingly. Lord Beifong was already present when they entered the solar, undoubtedly preparing himself for what's to come.
"Lord Beifong, we must thank you for your hospitality. My uncle wouldn't stop praising your tea maker."
"Think nothing of it, it was the least I could do after you returned my little girl back. Your honor stands before you, your highness."
"I just did what any other person with moral compass would have done. But we'll have time for pleasantries later, for now let's go down to the ugly business."
Beifong sighed.
"Right to the point, I can respect that, I suppose. What are your terms, your highness?"
"First let me introduce my companions. My uncle, Prince Iroh doesn't need an introduction, I think. Next is acting commander Shen, your equivalent from the fire nation side in this conflict. And last but not least, Jasmine, she was the one to see the needs of your daughter."
Each greeted the lord in his own way, be it a smile from his uncle, a nod from Shen, or a courtesy bow from Jasmine.
Shen handed a sheet of paper to the earth kingdom noble, who began reading it. After some minutes had passed Beifong put the paper down.
"Your highness, those terms are unreasonable. Not only would I get a blow that my coffers my never recover from, but you're asking me to give much land and have many people being fed to the grinder."
"My lord, those are a very watered down terms. Command wanted to just take everything you have and leave you without a single coin to your name, it took much convincing to merely tax you heavy."
Shen nodded in agreement, he had a very bug part convincing the higher ups that constant relatively mediocre taxation that allowed the Beifongs to have a stable income was better in the mid-term and long-term than just take everything he had at once.
"Besides, I plan to have you meet some of my associates in the financial world. A meeting that I think will greatly benefit both sides, maybe even bring you a greater fortune than before. Do remember the power balance, my lord."
"Be it as it may, it's still a blow I'm forced to take with little to no guaranties, your highness. And that's even not considering the land loss and forced conscription."
"Then it's just a leap of faith you'll have to take, do take to consideration that you will have access to the fire nation market and technology."
"With the loss of land, those are natural happenings with the losing side of the war. Besides, once I finish with my plans to develop the reign, even with the shrunken land you will find yourself with more capital than now."
"And as for your final point, it is beneficial for all of us. We take in the forcefully retired soldiers, the second sons who will have nothing to their name and the orphans and vagabonds. They will be given an honest living and a much better life than what fate designed for them."
And what are those 'plans' you will do in my lands?"
"I presume Toph showed you the blind script, yes?"
"Yes, and I'm very grateful for that, truly. But how does it help the collective? As much as I'm happy about it, it doesn't affect the entire population."
"True, but did you know that it doesn't have a name yet?"
The savvy businessman was starting to get an idea.
"And what would a miracle like that will be called?"
"I don't know, why wouldn't you ask the rich father of a young girl who put so much resources for it?"
"That would be laying, and theft of idea."
"Like you didn't do it before."
"Not to royalty, not to the man who saved my daughter."
"You have my permission. Besides, I have great interest in seeing you prosper. You can claim any positive changes that will come to your lands as something you took a part in, civilian airships, better medicine, construction projects. The list will only grow in time."
Beifong was silently thinking for some time, considering different approaches and their consequences.
"Your offer does sound much more intriguing, your highness… But in the end, I will still have to shamefully bow to your lord father, any and all goodwill from the people will disappear in that instance."
"Luckily, we may have a solution to that problem as well. Commander, if you may."
"Of course, your highness."
Shen began his explanation.
"You see, lord Beifong, we have many more airships like the one that is parking at your yard. The original plan was to just bomb you from above until either you submit or there is nothing left to destroy."
Beifong paled at that.
"But as for now, it's a contingency plan. We can use this as a show of force, probably on a strong enough military base or near a large civilian center, to give you a reason to surrender with dignity."
"You saw how many people that have sworn to you may perish and decided to take the lesser evil. Here you have a ground to stand on against any voices as you decide to sacrifice your dignity for the sake of the people."
Beifong processed this for some time.
"Yes… yes, it may just work. But I won't allow my people to get hurt by this show. I can supply you with reasonable places for bombardment, those that are either strategically important or close enough to here for a short of force but far enough to keep everyone safe."
"That would be ideal, lord Beifong."
Was shen's reply.
The hours after that were filled with boring discussion about all the places Beifong suggested until the right places were chosen. It was long and tiring, but with uncle's many advices (as well as Sai's), all parties were reasonably satisfied.
"That basically concludes our meeting, however, I would like to speak to you about something much more personal. Commander, uncle, we are all grateful for your work, you may have the rest the two of you deserve in the airship."
The two quickly caught on and gave their goodbyes.
Now it was only Zuko, Beifong and Jasmine.
After a few seconds of awkward silence, Zuko decided to take the initiative.
"So… Lord Beifong, how is Toph doing?"
"Well- ahm, she is now with her mother compensating for much lost time."
"It's good to hear."
Zuko said with a sincere smile, before it turned into a frown.
"Tell me, have you considered your next move with Mi-Sha?"
"I would double the guards, and have her in an even safer place. As much as it pains to admit it, I'm not in any position to make a move against Mi-Sha on my own."
Zuko nodded as if he agreed.
"True, true, but what about Toph's mental health?"
""Pardon?"
The look of confusion on lord Beifong's face gave Zuko the opening he needed for his next step.
"I mean, think about it, a young girl was at the tender mercies of an entire organization of thugs. Surely the best solution is to lock her in another cell.
"She will have the best of everything, it will be a life most can't even dream of "
Beifong's tone started to sound hostile, he didn't seem to like being criticized for his way to keep his daughter safe by a stranger.
Zuko was this close to tell that Toph could clearly see the difference but held himself. Then, as he practiced with Sai, he continued his counter argument.
"Do you know that in her short time with me, she spoke a lot about how useless she felt and how big of a burden she was on you two? Sometimes she even said that maybe it was better for you if she stayed kidnapped."
A fat lie, Toph only ever said that she wanted her parents to stop treating her like a glass doll. But her father doesn't need to know that it was easier to manipulate him that way.
"How could she think that?! We would never do something like that!"
Zuko let the lord of the house to gather his senses a bit.
"Now you see why I'm against your idea? We both heard stories about people ending themselves for less."
"But we always showered her with love! Always gave her praise!"
"Hmm, and that's may be the problem. Tell me, what is the biggest achievement she made completely on her own? Without outside help?"
"Well, one time she walked down one stare, there was also a time where she drew a straight line."
"And do you understand now why she thinks that all your praises are hollow?"
Good, Beifong had a look of horror on his face. Time for the next step.
"Look, I'm on the other side of the fence, I don't even remember the last time my father said he was proud of me, so I'm probably not very fit to advise in such things."
"So that's why I'll leave this to Jasmine, she was the one who is the closest to Toph as a girl after all."
"Oh? And what would you suggest, my lady?"
Not an outright rejection, already a win.
"My lord."
Jasmine bowed a little.
"My humble suggestion would be lots of fresh air for starters. I would also recommend small steps that will allow lady Toph to fill accomplished, perhaps let her build small clay statues. I have noticed that in spite of her blindness, the lady is a quite good artist."
"If you dim her work good enough, have other people appreciate it. The more praise she will get from strangers, the better her self-esteem will be. Perhaps the more she truly impresses you and show herself capable, the more small freedoms she will get. The kind of walking up and down the stairs and the like."
"I see… You have given me much to think about, lady Jasmine. Once again, I want to thank for taking care of my daughter in her time of need. I also wish the two of you luck with your relationship."
"What?"
Zuko was completely caught off guard.
"What are you talking about?"
He could see Jasmine blushing with embarrassment from the side of his view. She had no right to blush! It was most likely her fault for the stupid misunderstanding to begin with.
"We – I'm n-not h-his p-paramour…"
Hey! Where did you come with the paramour thing? And don't you dare use that wishful tone! This is exactly what got us to this misunderstanding!
"Oh? Pardon my intrusion, I just heard…"
"Jasmine and her brother decided to work for me after I released the later from slavery and helped him find the former, they were separated by a sea storm. Mi-Dved is a reliable fighter and Jasmine has a talent in medicine and herbs."
"But what do you mean that you heard?"
"I-well you see, there are rumors…"
Beifong said with much reluctance, but Zuko was having none of it.
"What rumors?! Who is spreading them, I want names!"
"Ah, well it is to much spread at this point to pinpoint, but people saw you leaving Kyoshi island with a beautiful young woman. They assumed that you seduced a Kyoshi warrior and are planning your own harem."
Zuko grumbled loudly.
"Great, now everyone thinks I'm some kind of a playboy…"
"Sorry."
Jasmine said in a tone that clearly indicates that she wasn't sorry at all.
"Some more rumors that I should know?"
Zuko asked in a tired tone.
"Ahm, in that context there is only one more. Apparently, people think that you had intimate relationship with the protégé of the leader of the Kyoshi warriors, but I'm sure that it's just more nonsense."
"Ahm, yes .."
'How could they possibly know about Suki? She didn't squeal about it, on that, I'm sure.'
" I don't think that they know, it's just the most outrageous thing that could happen. And that happened to be completely true!"
It seems that his hesitating tone didn't escape Jasmine, because in an uncharacteristic display of indignation in front of a stranger she put her hands on his shoulders and shook him.
"What was that tone?! What did you do with Suki? She better not have kissed you; you hear!"
"Hey, it was only her, I didn't do anything! Besides, why would you care?!"
"We have known each other for so long, how can you treat me like that!"
"So long? I didn't even know you were excited barley a month ago! How short were your relationships anyway?! Hey, stop shaking me, you crazy woman!"
The two of them stopped bickering at the chuckles of lord Beifong.
"Oh, pardon me. It was a long time since I had such a lively display of youth. I wish each of you luck, and may our relationship be beneficial for all of us."
On the way outside they were met with the rest of the Beifong family.
"Oh, honey, sweetheart, I didn't expect to see you here."
"Toph wanted to say final goodbye to the prince, dear, she was quite insistent I'm afraid."
Lady Beifong replayed to her husband's unspoken question.
Toph walked to Zuko, without any help, something which had spooked her parents very much. When she reached him, she hugged him without any care for decorum. Zuko swore that her parents may have fainted then and there.
"So I guess this is a goodbye?"
She asked with a face buried in his chest, as much as the enhanced steel of his armor allowed.
"For now. But I will visit you, I promise."
"You better…"
She muttered into his armor as he chuckled, he then whispered into her ear.
"I have convinced your dad to give you more freedom. Baby steps for now, but if you play your cards right they may even let you earth bend as you please after a while."
"Thank you, for everything."
She whispered back.
The two released each other and Zuko (and Jasmine, of course) went back to the airship. He was met their with his uncle, Shen and the two bodyguards.
"Prepare to leave, we are done here."
The bodyguard saluted and started the preparations and before long, the ground grew farther and farther. Zuko took one last look at lord Beifong, who had a perfect poker face. Zuko had a feeling that he managed to impress the earth kingdom nobleman.
He then turned to the present company.
"So, how do you think it went?"
His uncle was quick to say his opinion.
"It was brilliant, nephew. In all my career, I can scarcely count meetings that went that well."
"I must agree with prince Iroh, your highness, it went spectacularly."
"You should be proud, nephew. By the way, how did your private meeting go?"
Zuko thought for a second.
"Well, it went very well."
They had a silence for a few minutes, that is until the only female on the airship asked something that bothered her for some time.
"So… What did you and Suki do?"
Zuko grunted, he had a feeling that the flight back would be even longer that the first one. He only hoped that Mi-Dved had a better time than him.
Mi-Dved had a great time!
Zuko had sent him on a mission to Kyoshi island, and so far, it went without a hitch. Of course, he now knew better than to say it aloud.
The ship he was on, a normal transport vessel, is now boarding the port of Kyoshi island. The sail was Unagi free, thank the spirits. Chances of pirate attack was now as close to none existed as possible, with all the fire navy patrols and the eyes.
It was really exciting to see the new eyes, or airships as they were called, fly from the ship.
Anyway, he went to the port and searched for the nearest inn. When he entered, he ranted a room and asked a few questions.
"Hey man, how can I get a meeting with the Kyoshi warriors?"
The inn owner snorted at him, no doubt the older man thought Mi-Dved was just like any other teenager full of hormones. Which to be fair he was, but he also was on a mission directly from the prince.
"Look kid, no one's just meeting the Kyoshi warriors. If you're lucky, you may see them as they do patrol around the port."
"So they are going here?"
"Sure kid, if that what'll get your hoped up."
"I see, thank you sir."
Mi-Dved heard what he wanted and left, he could hear the man behind him mutter about teenagers.
Mi-Dved decided to go to a spot that was far away from the port to look suspicious, but not yet entering the woods. He stayed there for an hour or two until he noticed a few figures in green descending from the trees, figures that he recognized.
"Suki, good to dee you!"
"Mi-Dved? I don't get me wrong, but what are you doing here? I thought that you and Jasmine are with Zuko now."
The named girl asked in a confused tone.
"Is he also here by any chance?"
He noticed that her tone sounded a tad more hopeful there but decided to ignore it.
"He actually sent me here on his behalf. can I have a meeting with Lyn?"
Zuko miraculously survived the flight back home. He managed to pacify Jasmine when he told her that Suki and he had a heavy heart to heart talk where he was kept prisoner, as well as the books she gave him. Even he, however, had enough tact to not mention the kiss.
He exited the airship with pride, and why wouldn't he? He just had gotten a great win! The people even gathered there to congratulate him. But something was wrong, the people weren't silent because of excitement and the want to hear him, but more like a somber and awkward silence.
His group went after him and stopped in confusion as well.
"What happened?"
Zuko demanded to know.
"Ahh… maybe it will be best if you follow me."
Lieutenant Jee finally said. He had a very uncomfortable expression on his face, not unlike someone who needs to tell their superiors something said superiors really wouldn't like.
With little choice, Zuko followed him.
After a few minutes, they were in Zuko's room.
"Yes Jee, what is it? Spit it out."
"Hǎibiān has been attacked by a force that was sent there by Mi-Sha most likely, it had been razed to the ground."
"WHAT!"
"There was also a box left for you specifically, we checked it for explosives but found something much worse. I warn you in advance."
Zuko went to the box and prepared to open it.
"Wait, don't!"
Sai's words fell on deaf ears as Zuko was too much invested. As he opened the box, he was shocked to the core.
In it there was whatever remained of the very first kid who ever saw him as a hero, on the back of the box there was a note written in handwriting.
"A trade you see, I took from you as you took from me."
Zuko literally exploded in rage.
AN
And this is the end of chapter 19
The ending was a bit darker then expected, but Mi-Sha had to even the score somehow after Zuko humiliated him by taking Toph and hanging his best men in display.
I hope I caught the interactions between the Beifongs well enough, as well as giving a relatively believable narration of the conversations the parents have with Toph. They love her, they really do, but they can't look past her blindness and treat her like she's made of glass. After Zuko's talk with Lao, however, they may change their behavior for the better.
Zuko got another influential man under his thumb, we all can only wonder what changes it will make to cannon, and what plans Zuko (or more likely Sai) has for Gaoling and how it will change Zuko's own place in the fire nation.
Sorry for the lack of action in this chapter, but it is focused on negotiations.
Chapter 21: Chapter 20
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 20
Prince Zuko! Wait!"
Iroh ran after his nephew after the later stormed out of his room. He didn't get too close, however, because his dear nephew radiated hate like heatwaves. He didn't mean it metaphorically as well, Zuko had the air around him heated to such a degree that one could see how it distorted.
When his nephew opened the box, he went ballistic, Zuko immediately released a shockwave that destroyed most of the tables and shelves in the room. After that, he continued in a very Zuko fashion tantrum that reminded the old man of the first year of the banishment.
Now his nephew was speed walking to Shen's office to demand transportation to the now destroyed colony.
"Please reconsider this, nephew! What are you even going to do!"
"I will see to it that they all have a honorable burial and then hunt down the people who did it."
His nephew was acknowledging and responding to him, it's already an improvement. Now to stop him from this madness.
"It is commendable that you feel such responsibly for your people, but you mustn't let vengeance consume you! It will make you do things you will forever regret later!"
Iroh had to sidestep to avoid the shards of glass that were starting to be created when Zuko's foot stepped on the sandier ground.
"And what do you want me to do?! Let those criminals go unpunished? Invite them for tea maybe?"
"If you go down the cliff of vengeance you will find it nearly impossible to climb back up! An eye for an eye will make the world blind, it will help no one!"
This time his nephew stopped and turned his head to look at Iroh, his expression obscure by the infernal helmet that Iroh was now sure was possessed.
"I will not go for an eye, I will cut off the entire blasted head. As you should have done all those years ago in Ba Sing Se."
Iroh stopped on his tracks. That was a low blow, even after all that time. It was a cruel thing to say, especially from his own nephew.
The Zuko he knew would never have done it, now more than ever Iroh was sure that he was influenced by the helmet. He needed to think how to get rid of the cursed thing, and fast.
By the time he finished with his thoughts, Zuko was already inside acting commander Shen's office. The old man sighed as he followed his nephew, perhaps he could convince the old lieutenant to see reason.
He walked in just to see his nephew leave hurrying out, most likely to blow off some steam. He decided to enter inside and apologize on his nephew's behalf to the acting commander.
The acting commander was organizing a few sheets of paper as he noticed the other man.
"Oh, prince Iroh. How can I help you?"
"Commander Shen, I humbly apologize for my nephew's behavior. I hope he didn't take your refusal to hard."
Shen put down his paperwork and leaned his head on his hands with an arched eyebrow.
"What are you about?"
That caught Iroh by surprise.
"I mean, he must have demanded some form of transportation for the destroyed colony. A demand you surely refused."
"He did, and I didn't?"
"What?"
"Prince Zuko did indeed ask for some kind of fast transportation to catch those responsible. I agreed to loan him one of the eyes, he said that it should be enough for him to reach his destination in a day or so with his fire bending."
"How could you!"
"Well, usually I won't even think about it. But so far, the prince has exceeded expectations left and right. I have more than enough faith in him that he will see the job done. He also loaned me his crew for the duration of the trip, a more than enough compensation."
"But he's going to kill for vengeance!"
"I see no problems with that, the bandits deserve nothing less for their crimes. And he must avenge his people, as the prince it's his duty to make sure that such assaults on his people wouldn't be answered."
Iroh began running outside to stop his nephew's madness, however it was already too late. As he ran, he could see a single eye rising up to the air.
He was too late.
Mi-Dved was sitting with Lyn, the Kyoshi warrior leader. She inspected the papers that he brought with him with great interest.
"And how certain are you about the validity of this information?"
She said as she continued scanning the content of the pages.
Said content included some very interesting records of some very shady deals of certain people of wealth in the fire nation. Deals that were made in Amora and included a very specific group of people that Kyoshi island will take great interest at.
"Very. The man who brought it to us is loyal to the prince, or at least too smart to lie in such matters."
The man was none other than Loban, said businessman was all too pleased to use his knowledge and connections to leave his competitors in a tight spot.
Apparently, having a Kyoshi warrior paramour is considered very exotic and while it is mainly practiced in the earth kingdom, some of the less savory nobles of the fire nation took a liking to the practice.
When Zuko asked if Labon himself took part in it, the latter just laughed. The fat businessman, slimly as he may be, took interest in his business empire alone. Labon also was just too smart to take the risk with no financial reward.
Lyn hummed in response.
"And I suspect prince Zuko expects something in return, is he not?"
"As you can guess, Zuko has his own reasons to get after Mi-Sha. And what is the old saying… An enemy of my enemy is someone I can use?"
"That's not how it goes."
"Really?"
Mi-Dved looked in confusion.
"I think it's just right. You use Zuko and his armies to get an opening to rescue your sisters in Amora, and he uses you as a special force to counter threats that require a more covert touch or are too much for the regular soldier."
Lyn could do little but nod in agreement. Either way, she still had many concerns.
"And about those fire nation pricks that hold our sisters? I hardly think that the prince will be too happy if we bring them justice."
"Oh, you'd to surprised. Zuko recognize your claim and while he isn't too happy with a knife in the dark, he wouldn't cry on any of these men. On contrary, those kinds of people are exactly the ones who are most likely to pose problems when he takes the throne, so you'll be doing him a favor."
"So it's to win – win for him."
"More or less, yes. By the way, how are things around here? Any pirate problems?"
"Oh no, nothing of the sort."
Lyn waved off her hand dismissingly.
"Ever since that incident things have gone very quiet around here. In fact, we have almost zero incidents of piracy now, but I suppose that with the Unagi, the loss of their informant and the constant patrol of the fire navy it is to be expected."
"So when does his highness plan for us to join in?"
"In a few months, I suppose, the details are still being ironed."
"Fair enough, I will start to train the girls more about urban warfare and techniques against sand benders. How are the two of you by the way? Does the prince treat you well?"
"Hm?"
The question caught Mi-Dved by surprise.
"I mean, yes? Life threatening incidents aside, I couldn't have asked for a better employer."
"Oh, really? What incidents?"
Lyn asked in interest.
Mi-Dved than began to tell all the adventures they had up to this point. He, of course, changed a few things like having Toph and the Gnome who created the sandstorm as different people. Lyn was attentive all the time.
"Damn, this kid doesn't know how to take a break, does he. You could write a book from all of this."
"There is much to be done."
Mi-Dved shrugged his hands.
"And how is your sister taking it? I can't image her enjoying the danger very much."
Mi-Dved had a very tired look.
"Oh she doesn't, but the perks are more than worth it."
"Let me guess, she's having fun with the prince's money as she's constantly flirts with him?"
Instead of taking offence as some big brothers would, Mi-Dved just groaned and put his head on the table.
"She's driving me crazy. I swear, little sisters are just plain evil sometimes."
Lyn nodded her head in understanding.
"And by your tone I understand that your sister doesn't getting anywhere with the prince."
"Yes, thank the spirits that Zuko is smart enough to recognize danger."
"Not the best thing to say about your sister."
Lyn said as she raised an eyebrow.
"Hey, I lived with her all of her life, I know exactly who she is."
Mi-Dved said defensibly.
"Can't argue with that."
Lyn said with a shake of her shoulders Before continuing.
"You can tell your prince that I won't mind the deal. Now the only thing to do is to make it official by having the mayor agree, but leave it to me."
Mi-Dved nodded in thanks.
"Now, would you be so kind to call Suki when you leave? I have some things to discuss with her."
Her tone was too quiet and too sweet to mean anything good in it.
He silently walked out of the door and to his surprise met the very same girl Lyn asked for. She looked at him like he caught her hand in a cookie jar.
"Your boss wants a word with you."
He finally said.
Zuko was seeing red as he flew with the eye. Luckily, the constant use of his fire bending to speed the flight was a great outlet. Before long, he could think straight again.
" Are you back, your highness?"
"Hm? Oh, Sai! Forgot about you, sorry…"
" Quite a tantrum to forget about the constant voice in your head. So, what are you planning to do now?"
"Ahm…."
Zuko didn't have a plan, per say. He wasn't even sure that he was on the right track, Agni, he hoped he was on the right track and not in the middle of the earth kingdom somewhere!
" Don't worry, I directed your jets to the right direction, we'll be there in an hour. But you still haven't answered my question."
"I didn't really… have one. I kinda hoped you will have one."
"We'll talk about this later, righteous fury isn't a reason to get yourself killed. Luckily for you, however, I could probably track the steps of the raiding party."
"Oh…"
Zuko at least had the decency to look ashamed.
They stayed in an uncomfortable silence for a while.
" It's not your fault, you know."
Sai answered the unasked question that hunted Zuko all the while.
"It was my decision to hang those enforcers, if I just left them where they were than Mi-Sha may have not attacked the colony."
" Maybe yes, maybe not, what do you really know about what a crime lord may or may not have done? There is only one to blame for this, and he sits in the desert."
"And that's it? You're just telling me to ignore it?"
" Hardly. Think about it, learn from it, but never regret it. Regret is a sin, and one that the overlord can't bear. When you start regretting, you think about what you should have done in the past, instead of what you should do now and in the future."
"I still failed, I promised them that I will protect them."
" And now you will avenge them, experience thought me that a bloodbath is always a good therapy."
They stayed quiet for another while.
" Do you want to know why Shen is antagonistic towards your uncle?"
"Ahm… yes."
To be fair, Zuko completely forgot about it. Understandable considering circumstances.
" This is something that you need to figure by yourself, so bear with me for now."
"Argh… Fine..."
" Tell me, your highness, how did you feel when you saw forever little ki?"
"What kind of question is this?"
" Please answer."
"Enraged, heartbroken."
" And what are you doing now? The results you seek, not your present action."
"I'm bringing justice!"
" And why? It wouldn't bring them back. Besides, justice has no meaning for the dead."
"They must be avenged! I can't just leave the criminals unpunished, honor demands it!"
" And is it only honor why you care about this colony?"
"What?! No! I care about the people here! I can't just let them die a meaningless death!"
" Exactly!"
"Hah?"
Zuko let a surprised sound.
" What do you think Shen felt when his son died?"
"The same thing… I guess?"
"True, and what did you uncle do?"
"He retreated. But you can't be serious, he just lost his son!"
" We are not debating wither your uncle made the right decision or not, even if I have a few things to say about it, but about the amenity between the two old man."
"When your uncle retreated, he said that it is fine for him to sacrifice the tens of thousands sons and daughters under his command. But once it was his own son that fell, then it was game over."
" All the life spent for the fire nation's dream wasted in a single decision. As a parent, how would you feel?"
"Bad… But soldiers die at war, and they died for what they believed in!"
" Did they? Thousands of Shens may disagree. This is one thing to lose a child to war, not an easy thing at all, but for them to die as their commander made their sacrifice worth nothing is different."
Zuko had nothing to say against this.
"And what uncle should have done?"
" What would you do?"
"Going berserk and attacking the entire city as a one man army."
Zuko found it a little ironic, because it's exactly what he was doing now.
" At least you're self-aware . I will not claim to know what your uncle had in mind, but I hardly think that he intended to hurt all those families. Most likely he thought he was doing them a favor."
Zuko stayed silent.
" Oh look, we're here."
Zuko looked down and… He saw exactly what he expected to see. There was a mess everywhere, there was no building that stayed even semi standing. This attack was meant to send a message, nothing else.
"Why there are no soldiers here to investigate?"
" Most likely because there is no longer reason to prolong their deployment away from their posts. "
"But they didn't hunt the bandits!"
" The sad truth. Your recourses are limited, as a commander you need to prioritize your targets. Here it was decided that saving manpower for the defense of the other colonies is more important than avenging a fallen one. And that if they find said bandits in the first place."
"It's not fair…"
" Seldom it is, it's up to you to make them fair. Don't the, it's what we are doing now. Walk around the colony so I could scan and analyze."
As he asked, Zuko did a stroll around the colony. He did not enjoy it one bit. Once he completed his action, he regarded Sai.
"So you have a clue?"
"Yes, I analyzed the surrounding. There were between eighty to hundred and ten targets, they came at night and took the colony by surprise. They appeared to have no farther strategy than using overwhelming numbers and brute force. To be fair, they didn't need to."
"Where did they go?"
" Northeast. You will find a trampled trail, follow it and you will find the bandits."
"Then let's go, we're wasting time."
Zuko said as he sprinted in the said direction.
" Caution is advised, I recognized at least forty different earth benders."
That stopped Zuko for a second. Forty earth benders were over a third of the raiding party, this quality of troopers was more in line of the fire nation army than the earth kingdom military, who would kill for even half of the quality.
"You think that they are some special forces?"
" Hard to tell, but I incline to disagree. A special force would have used more strategies than just attack at night and rush at brute force."
Zuko once again used his fire bending to fly across the trail the bandits left, he just hoped he could get there in time.
Huan was in charge of the bombardment. It was a great honor, truly it was, and he was glad that he was chosen for it. As a none bender, he didn't have any high hopes for a good military career. Un the fire nation, power was a must for success, and power he lacked.
To be fair, he expected to be sent and die as another nameless body to the meat grinder that is known as the frontline. And he was indeed sent to the frontline as he expected.
Luckily, the new invention, the eye, was introduced to the army. At first, like any other thing, it was reserved for the fire benders, because only they could fly the thing.
Huan didn't care so much, as long as it kept them alert for ambushes, he was more than happy. About a week ago new models were introduced, models that didn't require a fire bender to use them.
As expected from command, they didn't waste an opportunity to pull the fire benders to the front and put the "regular" soldiers to the more mundane and boring duty.
Huan was very happy that he was among the chosen, a safe job away from the front with as little work to do as possible? Count him in!
Of course it could get boring at times, but for one that was at the front it was like a vocation. Especially with a partner to talk to about all kind of things. It was fun to look and laugh at what people did when they thought that no one was looking.
The real joy, however, came when those "airships" arrived. Just by looking at them he knew that those things meant business. Once again, he was chosen. But not because he was a waste of space, but because he was one of the most senior operators of the eyes.
When the higher ups explained to them the purpose of those things, he knew he hit the jackpot. Now, he could gain the same prestige as those big shot fire benders, but without facing any real danger!
Their first few missions consisted of bombardments on supply storages and small garrisons, their foe didn't really have a chance. Which did make him pity them a bit, but not enough to spare more than a second thought. He knew very well that those same people will kill him and his friends if he let them.
Which let to their present campaign.
The acting commander himself was the one that debriefed them, that alone showed how serious the situation was. His words didn't make it any less dire.
Commander Shen explained them about the massive bombardment, "Make them feel as if Agni himself was shitting at them.", were his words. The result of their mission could potentially save hundreds of lives if they manage to force Beifong to surrender.
Now he was on the air with his crew, above their respective target and ready to unleash hell. He breathed deeply once, twice and turned to his crew.
"Alright, listen up! Wind is weak and our time is almost up!"
He pointed at a sandglass that represented their time to strike. They planned for all the airships to start bombing at the same time, to burn all means to cope and put the entire region in disarray.
"The comender promised the Beifongs some fireworks, and by Agni I'm not going to make him a liar! Now start the bombardment in three! Two! One!"
The last grain of sand went down, and the garrison faced head on the full arsenal of an overloaded airship.
Huan looked down at his work, it really was a terrifying work of art. How the flames of the explosion danced across the field and painted it in all kinds of hot colors, how the explosions made a chaotic but surprisingly beautiful melody.
He supposes that being a none bender wasn't that bad after all, he doubted that even the famed dragon of the west could achieve such a level of destruction single handedly like Huan did right now.
Either way, he was glad that he was with the fire nation, he didn't envy those poor bastards down there.
The night fell on the land as Zuko followed the way that Sai showed him in the helmet.
"How close are we?"
" We should catch up to them in a few minutes, there is a camp not too far away."
"I thought they were smarter then to rest in fire nation territory."
" You'd be surprised how hard it is to move hundred men quickly in an unfamiliar territory. My guess is that they lost their way and had to make a few turns, they could hardly have the time for a well laid plan if they were called right after our fiasco at the desert."
The reminder still hurt Zuko. Luckily enough, Sai changed the subject.
" Are you sure you don't want to rest a little? You used a lot of energy for the trip, you may not have enough to assault the entire camp. Especially if it's as big as suspected."
"I don't care, I'll make enough energy. They need to pay, now! If we wait we may lose the element of surprise, or worse, loose them in the desert!"
Zuko could almost hear Sai's sigh.
" Very well, I will supply you with backup energy. I will warn you beforehand, your body is not yet ready to handle this much energy. You will most likely fall unconscious after some time."
"And how much time will it take to finish them off?"
" A few minutes less."
"Do it."
Sai said nothing, it didn't need to. Zuko immediately felt a surge of power going through his entire body, it was painful but pleasurable at the same time.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, when he opened them again, they shined like torches behind the helmet.
"Let's do this."
He said as he sprinted towards the bandit camp.
Tau was one of the men that were called by the boss to off some greenlander colony. Apparently, some princeling disrespected the man and needed to be thought a lesson.
The job itself went well enough, with focus on Gaoling, the flaming pricks were too busy to look at their boys. All they needed to do was to have a long turn and they weren't even noticed.
The task itself was easy enough. There wasn't any force big enough to challenge them, and the local garrison was overwhelmed soon enough. The old man with the eye patch gave a fight, but he was down as well.
Anyway, the trashing of the place was over too quickly for his liking. Sure, they had fun, and he did enjoy holding the woman when they made an example of the kid as the boss ordered, but the orders for quick raid were boring.
What is the worth of raiding if you can't enjoy the spoils? It was get in, trash the place, kill everyone and scram. They didn't even take the goods and coin that were laying on the streets, let alone enjoy the more… lovely spoils of a raid.
But orders are orders, and you don't go against the orders of the boss.
Which led to him preparing to sleep. After a long day of travel, and a few wrong turns on the long way, the men were exhausted. They were in a valley close enough to the desert, so that tomorrow they would already be home.
He was about to close his eyes when a large explosion rocked him out of his makeshift mattress.
"Okay, who's the corpse!"
Tau walked out of his tent to see what was going on. When he walked out, he saw that the men that were on watch were fighting some armored fire bender.
It seemed that their uninvited guest managed to put a dozen or so of the boys under, their unmoving bodies either melted in a few places or bent in a way that was not physically possible.
He wasn't the only one who woke up as he so more of the men went out of their tents and joined the others. Some, like him, were constant enough to enjoy the show. Why work hard if you can rest? It's not like a lone man can beat over thirty men.
Only as time passed, the fire bender didn't wend down as expected. By now over forty of the men went down, to never get up again, and the others (him included) are now fighting the fire bender together.
It didn't make sense, by every right the fire bender should have been exhausted by now. He himself was exhausted enough, and he wasn't a weak man at all.
The camp was in ruins, and only a third of the men were left. They were all earth benders, so that helped. There was a stalemate of a kind.
He was fast enough to avoid being buried and his flames were strong enough to melt the rocks they threw at him. On the other hand, they covered each other, and their rock shields were enough to hold the assault of the flames, blasts, and even lightning, before the guy needed to focus elsewhere to avoid injury.
"Kill him!"
"Don't let him escape the encirclement!"
"It's just one guy! Kill him already!"
At long last, it seemed that finally their hand was on top, as he managed to get a good hit on the chest. The strange fire bender was sent flying to the side.
"Yeah! To your face, bastard!"
"Good one, Tau!"
"Yeah! Show him who's boss!"
"Let's kill and-"
"Enough."
The strange fire bender stood up, shaking off the blow as if nothing happened. He was now holding a pair of swords that he took from the fallen men he crashed into, each now was engulfed in flames.
"You have hurt enough."
The voice that spoke was deep, way deeper than it should have been even with the mask. It didn't sound completely human.
"You are dying here and now!"
The men. No, the thing, pointed its stolen sword right at a group of four men and released such intense stream of fire that it looked more like a beam.
The group raised their shields in time, the others covered them as well, but in did little to help. The attack tore the hard rock like it was nothing, the men behind it didn't even have the chance to scream as they were vaporized from existence.
Some of them, Tau included, tried to run. The thing, however, had other plans.
"Escape is not allowed!"
It jammed the swords to the earth, and it immediately shook and spat flames in the height of a tower. The wall of flames surrounded them completely and their would-be escape was blocked off.
"And when I kill you, then my pain is over."
"No! please!"
"We submit! Please forgive us!"
The men, with no exception, knelt and begged for mercy. He himself wasn't any different as he pleaded for his life.
"Please! They forced me! If I didn't do as they told me, they would have killed my wife and child!"
A fat lie, he didn't have a wife. Children he probably has, but none that he will claim responsibility for. But the thing didn't need to know it, if he acted with enough conviction maybe he will live another day.
And so, he begged and wailed to the ground in thanks for "freeing" him. he hated it with every fiber of his being, but if he can get out of it than he can live it through.
As he knelt and had his head planted to the ground, he could hear the tortured screams of those that were beside him. He did feel a little sorry for them when they met their horrid end, but not more than a second of thought. He didn't care about anyone besides himself after all.
At long last, there was silence. Well, besides the sounds of burning fire. He heard metal footsteps approaching him as he stayed kneeling with the face to the ground.
Then it stopped.
"Rise."
The command was clear. He didn't waste any time complying with the will of the one that has Tau's life in their hands.
"M-my Lord… T-thank you for f-freeing me-"
"Show me your what's in your pocket."
"Y-yes."
Tau quickly emptied his pocket of all his possession. The irony of his reversed situation wasn't lost, but he had bigger problems to deal with than his ego right now.
Even though they were told to not waist time looting, Tau couldn't help himself but take a few things that caught his eye. Small reminders of good times, like that one time when he took the toy of the kid of that family he robbed and killed, or the ring of thar housewife he had fun with as he robbed that house.
"The neckless. Where did you get it?"
"Oh, this? Just some dumb woman- I mean, it was on the ground! I picked it because I thought my wife would like it! You want it? Take it!"
The figure hit him hard with its armored fist that surged with electricity, making Tau fall over.
"Don't lie to me, where did you get this neckless?!"
He took it from the woman he held as she watched her son helplessly. He kept that as a reminder of good times, after he snaped her neck, but he couldn't just say it outload.
"I- well…"
"It belonged to Ming; how did you get it?"
"Who?"
"Ming! The mother of the child you so graciously sent me his remains!"
"What-"
Then it all clicked. The sudden attack, the unreasonable amount of power this guy had, the will and dedication to see them all bloody murdered, how didn't he see it before?
"Y-You're t-the p-pr-"
"Yes, I am prince Zuko. And you are the one who killed Ki and Ming!"
"I didn't to it! It was Li! You already killed him! I only held the woman, I swear! ARGH!"
He bent over in pain as he felt electricity running all over his body.
"You are as guilty as the rest!"
"You are a thief!"
"A thug!"
"A murderer!"
At each sentence the prince sent another blast of electricity at Tau, each stronger than the last.
"M-mercy…"
It was the wrong thing to say, as the prince ruffly pulled him up and smashed him against a hard rock.
"Mercy?!"
The helmet of the prince grew flaming hair that danced like an inferno, the slits of the helmet glow in a dangerous amber light.
"Like you showed mercy to the people you robbed and murdered?! Like you showed when you held and tormented an innocent woman and her little child?"
The temperature grew hotter and hotter by the second, the heat was unbearable.
The prince smashed him again against the rock, making web like cracks to form. The prince then held one hand over Tau's face.
"You are immoral, heartless monster! You and the rest of your kind!"
The prince held his other hand over Tau's heart.
"You don't deserve it."
Tau screamed as the prince's hands grew hotter and hotter. It only intensified when the royal pushed the hand that was on Tau's heart deeper and deeper inside, melting its way in.
"A heartless monster you lived, and a heartless monster you die."
The prince said after a few minutes of slowly melting his hand threw Tau's heart.
Zuko was now sitting on a pile of men he killed. He was drained and needed to rest, right now it didn't matter on what as long as it was soft. Sitting there, he was deep in thought.
The did is done, the bandits paid the price, the people avenged, so why? Why isn't the pain going away?
"You did good."
"Then… why… I feel… so… bad…"
The battle drained him more than he expected, he felt like he was going to fall asleep in any second. Sai was right, he wasn't ready yet to channel spirit energy, but Zuko couldn't find it in himself to regret his decision.
"You're tired. As well as in pain, both physical and mental. Rest now, your highness, I will be on guard."
"Thank you… Sai…"
In his tired state he didn't notice an eye closing in his location, nor the man that came out of it. unaware, he let the darkness take him.
Iroh managed to salvage an eye, thankfully Shen had one as spare. It wasn't fancy, marly a spying tool, but it could get Iroh to his nephew, and that was the only important thing.
He flew to the general direction of the razed colony in hopes that his nephew will cause enough commotion for him to notice from the sky (as usual). Hours went by and Iroh became restless, did something happen? Was his nephew hurt? A part of him hoped that Zuko would understand his folly and save himself from the path of vengeance.
At long last, the spirits answered his call.
Just as it became dark and too dangerous to fly, Iroh noticed sparks in the distance. He was sure that it was his nephew's doing, for who else could it be?
He held his breath and directed his eye in that direction. It would take time, but in the end he would get there. He also followed the spark closely, as long as there were sparks, his nephew was still fighting. Therefore, as long as there were speaks, his nephew was still alive.
It was a little after dawn (and a restless night of slow flight, he couldn't risk hitting something) that the fire stopped. His heart was filled with cold dread because there were only two reasons why Zuko didn't continue, because he didn't need to, or because he couldn't.
Disregarding safety, he used his fire bending to move the eye as fast as possible. What he discovered was nothing less than a horror show. There were bodies everywhere, melted, broken, even with his experience as a general he rarely saw such brutality.
The truly terrifying thing, however, was in the middle. He saw his nephew, with his dark armor and the demented helmet, sitting on a pile of half molten corpses that were melted into one another and created a horror of a throne. A throne on which his nephew was sitting as a carrion lord.
"Zuko?! ZUKO!"
His nephew didn't respond to him, Iroh fearfully ran to check on his nephew. Luckily, Iroh could still fell the pulse. His nephew was merely unconscious.
Iroh then looked at the helmet, he was sure that it was the cause for all of this. He didn't know how or why, but he knew that he had to get rid of it.
And what better opportunity than the present? His nephew unconscious after a hard battle, he surly wouldn't notice if Iroh took away his helmet and threw it to some bush. Oh, he would make a show of helping his nephew with his search, but after no result they would have to except the fact that it was stollen or lost during his nephew's battle in the dark.
With resolve, Iroh prepared to take off the helmet.
"I wouldn't do it if I were you."
AN
Chapter 22: Chapter 21
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 21
"I wouldn't do it if I were you."
Iroh stopped at once.
Was his nephew awake the entire time and he was caught red handed?
No, his nephew was clearly unconscious. So who, or what, could it be?
The answer was obvious, it must be that demented helmet. It was truly possessed by spirits!
"Great spirit, may I ask you what do you mean?"
Iroh had learned to always show the spirits respect, no matter how hard it could be for him. There are no such things as evil spirits, only dark spirits that can be amended with.
He may be able to convince the spirit to let go of his nephew, even if all what he wanted to do right now was to throw away the damned helmet to the deepest darkest pit possible.
"Oh, it had been eons since I heard insincere flattery. I am no spirit, little dragon. As for your question, his highness is right now having raptured chi lines because of the overload of energy. I am mending them back together so even if you could pull me away, something that I s more likely to tear Zuko's head of then get me out of it, he will lose his bending or even die."
"What! Will he be okay?!"
"Yes, yes, give me an hour and he will be as good as new."
Iroh let out a breath of relief that he was holding. With the catatonic state his nephew was in, as well as the unnatural voice of the non-spirit, he was convinced that it was telling the truth.
"I thank you for saving my nephew's life from his rushed decision, although I must ask, did you have any influence on his decision? Or his decisions for the last month or so?"
"A bit too forward from you, I expected at least a tea ceremony and a round of pai sho. Besides why are you asking questions if you already know the answers?"
"I merely wanted to be sure. In any case, may I ask you to leave my nephew be? I humbly beg you to release your hold on my nephew and we shall immediately return you to your resting place at the air temple with a fitting offering."
The helmet let out a strange sound. It was like the giggle of a maiden at something her lover said, but the deep undertone of the helmet distorted it to something unrecognizable.
"And why would I ever want to do that? I am quite pleased to be out of that prison after all those millennia. And young Zuko is such a good vessel, he has the potential to be something truly great."
That was bad, very bad. The not spirit, Iroh still needed to figure that out, wouldn't leave his nephew. It was also imprisoned for thousands of years by the Avatar (if his guess at the start was correct), this didn't bound well for his nephew.
"I'm sure that your goal is noble, but you have caused much damage. Look around you, look at the destruction and carnage. You caused my nephew to commit such a heinous act, how do you think it will affect him? How could he look at himself in the mirror?"
"With his eyes, or eye, because or the scar."
Iroh didn't appreciate the humor.
"As you say destruction and carnage others may say justice and salvation. Each and every soul that was taken here today was guilty of countless crimes. Had they not been stopped now they would have continued to commit many more of the destruction and carnage you so hate."
"it's not about them, it's about Zuko. This errand will scar him for life!"
"A little too late for that, little dragon. He will get over killing some murderers quick enough, I will help him all the way. I, however, am not surprised that you care so little about the life of the people, letting those criminals ran loose."
"You're putting words in my mouth, we both know that it wasn't what I meant."
"Am I?"
"I merely respond to what you say. If you decided to phrase your words in such way, then perhaps your unconscious tells a different story?"
"I've heard enough, it is clear that you are corrupting my nephew and making him act against everything he believed in. Leave my nephew at once or I shall make you, don't test me."
"Yes, because those blue lilies worked so well last time."
"There is more then one way to banish a spirit."
Iroh said evenly.
"And you will find none of them affective, especially when over a half of them can be summarized as begging said spirit to leave."
Then the unimaginable happened. Zuko's body began to rise on its own from the self-made throne of flash as Iroh backed away a little startled.
It started as distorted moves, like a puppet on strings, but after a few seconds the body moved as flawlessly as if Zuko was awake. The body, clearly controlled by the helmet, was circling Iroh. Little drops of blood are still falling here and there.
"You are acting a bit hypocritical, wouldn't you say? You fault me for influencing Zuko to go against what he was taught to believe, but aren't you doing the same? Aren't you trying to mold him as well, so he will rule the fire nation as you see fit?"
Iroh wouldn't say that the words didn't sting a little, it was basically what he was trying to do, but he first and foremost did what was best for Zuko, to save him from the influence of his father.
"The two of us are different, spirit. Everything I do, I do for Zuko. He needs to escape his father's influence, not being subjected to another."
"I won't lie, I do try to advice and tauter him, shape him to a better man, but it is to help him grow as a person. I would never force my will on him in the way you or my brother do."
The thing had the audacity to laugh.
"You think I force him to do anything? Really general, you paint me in such a bad light."
The thing's mocking tone was impossible to miss, the fact that it held Zuko's body hostage didn't help Iroh's feeling.
"Everything Zuko did at my advice, any act he had committed in my name, it was all him. He did all what he did because he believed in me, and believed my advice was the best course of action. And is it any wonder if all he gets from you are riddles and rejections?"
"He's acting more and more like a tyrant every day, and all of it is because of your unjust meddling in things that are bigger then you. You are leading him to a path of ruins, I won't allow you."
Iroh said in determination as he prepared himself for a fight.
"Oh yes, the poor little dragon. Four times the victim, each time you were helpless to stop. The childbirth took your wife, the war took your son, and the treachery took your father. And now, I am taking the last family you had any hope of saving. Sad, isn't it? fitting for one such as you, a failure of a husband, a failure of a father, a failure of a son, and now a failure of an uncle. You do fail in all the important things, little dragon."
Iroh was so close to attacking that creature. But he held himself back, it was obvious that this was what the creature wanted.
"Oh do calm down, there is no need to for violence oh keeper of peace. You understand that you will be trashing your nephew's own body, right?"
Damn it, the thing was right, he couldn't fight without hurting Zuko.
"Why are you doing all of this? What is your goal?"
"Yes, I am obviously going to tell you all of my evil schemes. But for as far as you are concerned, I plan to bring peace and prosperity to the world."
It then turned away and walked to one of the tenants.
"Wha- where do you think you're taking my nephew's body?!"
"To eat. I don't know about you, but Zuko burnt a lot of calories. The bandits had food supply in the tent over there, you're coming for breakfast?"
Iroh's traitorous stomach answered for him as it grumbled. With little choice, he followed the thing.
"No."
Iroh said as the two of them ate.
"You aren't bringing peace. If you were, you would have helped us find the avatar and stop this war. It is our duty to help the avatar in his quest to restore balance and harmony."
"And here we go, because obviously only the avatar can restore balance. All other beings that think otherwise are obviously in the wrong, never mind that for each one there is a different meaning for balance."
It ate as it spoke, Zuko's mouth munched the food, but the voice spoke as if the mouth was free. It was a little creepy, iroh had to admit as he started to make tea.
"The spirits work in mysterious ways, it is not our place to judge them."
"You are a few digits to short in your age to talk like a wise old man in front of me. And I know spirits much better than you, many of them leave much to be desired."
"Tea?"
Iroh offered a cup of tea for the thing and started drinking himself.
"Thank you, general."
It drank the entire content of the cup. Good, now all that is left was to wait.
"It came to my attention that you have me in a disadvantage. How may I call you?"
"Names have power, little dragon. You can call me Helmet, for that's what I am."
The, now named, helmet made Zuko to eat entire packs of raw rice, large portions of meat, bones and bone marrow included and every fruit it could find. Iroh had the feeling that it wouldn't find any problems with cannibalizing the corpses outside should the food end before its appetite.
"I must say, you have a way with tea. It takes a master to add blue lilies to a jasmine tea without changing the taste and texture. And a blue lily planted and harvested on the 'Water Tribe Sacred Island' on harmony day? Why it must have cost a fortune, and all for little me? I'm flattered."
Iroh stopped everything, frozen in terror.
Iroh indeed put blue lilies in the tea. And indeed, they were planted and harvested in the very day where the light and dark share equal amount of time, the day that after it there us more light then dark.
The island itself was in the exact middle point between the north and the south. It is a very scared place for both tribes and they both claim a joint dominion over it. Or, at least, they were, before the fire nation annexed it even before the war.
All of those properties combined made it thousands of times more effective in purifying and banishing dark spirits than the brew Iroh tried all those weeks ago. It cost a fortune and Iroh only got it because the white lotus is the one who produces it.
It would have severely hurt even a dark spirit in the level of La and Tui, yet it did nothing to the being in front of him. Just what is the thing he's dealing with, to brash of something that can put even great spirits on their knees?
"I'm… glad you liked it…"
He hoped that the helmet wouldn't recognize his attempt to get rid of it.
"Oh, do calm down. I'm not going to do anything because of your butchered attempt, frankly I would have been more insulated if you didn't try anything. Besides, I told you that things like that wouldn't work on me."
"...So, what's now?"
Iroh didn't even know what to do anymore. He was relived that it didn't take any form of revenge, but at the same time he was… confused?
"Well, Zuko still needs to sleep for a while. After that we should head back to Gaoling, we should arrive just in time for Beifong's surrender."
"Your scheme, isn't it?"
"Yes."
"And all those ideas that my nephew suddenly came up with, they are your doing as well."
Iroh said it as stating a fact, not a question.
"Yes, but he did come up with a few good ideas."
"I will find a way to release him from your grip."
Iroh said with determination.
"You? You are a failed general and a lonely old man with no one to turn to for help, your own family all but cast you out. What help you may get is from the ever-thinning line of people that still hold a semblance of respect to the man you once were."
Oh, it thought Iroh was alone. It means that it didn't know about the white lotus, or at least about Iroh's part in it. This is good, at least his enemy isn't all knowing.
"You will find that I'm full of surprises."
"If you say so."
It waived him off with disregard as it continued devouring the ever-shrinking pile of food.
"You will fail, you know. It's in your nature."
Iroh continued.
"The Avatar kept the world in peace and harmony for almost ten thousand years. He will defeat you, he had done it before, hadn't he?"
This time it seems like the words had an effect on the thing, because it stopped eating for a few seconds.
"I won't lie, I have had my share of defeats against Rava. But unlike the deluded thing you so readily worship, after each time I learn, grow stronger, evolve. In this trail of error, it is a question of when, not if, I get my victory."
"Besides, there hasn't been yet a global conflict in this scale that takes almost century yet. And where is your precious chosen one? Gone."
"He will come when he is needed, as the spirits see fit. Once he did, he will defeat the fire nation and restore the balance to the four nations."
Iroh didn't have anything better to say.
"This is a poor answer, and you know it. Tell me one thing, if you may."
"What is it?"
"When Zuko will finally have the avatar in his reach, will you let him bring the spirit possessed abomitation to his father?"
Iroh was silent for a moment.
"Why are you asking questions if you already know the answers?"
Iroh mimicked the thing's words from earlier.
"I'm not, actually. You are a hard man to read, little dragon, one moment you are fine with whatever misbehaving Zuko did and the next you lecture him for something trivial."
"So tell me, all this journey, all this support for Zuko, he's just a tool for you to find the avatar, isn't he? You will never allow him to complete his mission."
"The avatar must be found so he could stop this senseless war. And first and foremost, I'm here for my nephew."
"Ah, yes. To make him your puppet on the throne to rule in your name and by your ideals. Oh, is seems that our time is up."
It said before Iroh could respond. Zuko, it seemed, had finally awoken with a scream.
Zuko was in a dark void, with him on some kind of a floor that resembled the throne room. Around him circled two dragons, one red and one blue. The two seemed to battle between themselves for dominance over the throne and the void.
For some reason, the red dragon reminded him of his uncle, and the blue one reminded him of his sister. Obviously, he already had a favorite in this fight.
The dragons seemed to be equally matched, although he could see that the red one was more desperate than his peer.
Then, suddenly, out of nowhere came two colossal, armored arms and grabbed the two majestic creatures by their long neck and held them like they were small garden snakes. The dragons trashed and shot fire, but to not avail.
The arms were connected to a gargantuan body, the both of them wore black armor. The head was too far for Zuko to see in detail, but he could detect black smoke rising from where the head should have been. Like a black fire that used the head like a torch.
The armor of the colossal had images on it that were shown in the light of the room. They were strange, depicting all kinds of events. Miracles and atrocities, earthly and otherworldly, Zuko couldn't help but being glued to them.
There was an image of a man wielding fire to cook and to defend his family from a predator, there was an image of a village burning. There was an image of a men with a strange cup in his hand and below him flourishing fields, there was an image of soldiers in a cloud chocking themselves and begging for the sweet release of death. There was an image of a man holding the sun in his hands, there was an image of an entire city destroyed to dust with a mushroom shaped cloud in the middle and people dying in all kinds of horrible ways.
Those were just a few from the endless imaged on the armor and Zuko had a felling that they were much more than simple doodles.
All in all, the new figure radiated power. It was good and evil, kind and cruel, god and devil.
The two dragons continued their desperate fight to escape the colossal hands that held them, but their struggle was in vain. It even helped their capture, the blue dragon's fire and lightning seemed to only make the colossus stronger. The red dragon's fire made the metal hands tougher.
Suddenly the ground around him seemed to shake and break, as if the surrounding itself couldn't sustain the colossus. When it finally gave in, Zuko fell screaming to the void.
When he stopped falling, he suddenly found himself in the same camp where he faced the bandits. Only this time there weren't any mere bandits, oh no. Instead, he was facing head on a camp of enforcers.
As they ran towards him, he knew that he had to fight back. And fight back he did, with the swords that were suddenly in his hands, he cut and diced the masked enemies before him. Breaking bones, cutting, burning and electrifying, all of the above was done with extreme ease.
He continued to do so, ending them like he did to the bandits before. That was until he heard a very familiar scream from the enforcer he stabbed in the heart, a scream he hadn't heard since…
He quickly pulled off the hood and mask of the fallen enforcer, and to his horror, he saw the beaten-up face on Ming spitting blood.
"W-why…"
She said in a small voice.
"No! I didn't mean to!"
"It's all your f-fault…"
Ming said as her life left her body, spiting blood on his helmet less face was her finale action.
Then, one by one, the enforcers showed their faces, they were none other then the people of the village.
"You promised to protect us!"
"Look as us, we are all dead!"
"You killed us, monster!"
Each threw an insult or an accusation at him, rising his heart beats more and more.
He was forced to step back, unable to face all the people he killed twice over. Suddenly, he reached something, and to his ever-growing dread, it was the mangled body of Ki. The only difference was that he was wearing a particularly destroyed enforcer armor.
Zuko jumped back in fright. As he did so, too fast for him to react, the lifeless body suddenly sprung at him, broken teeth to his naked neck.
Zuko had awoken at once.
"Welcome back to the land of the awoken, your highness."
"Prince Zuko! Are you okay?!"
"Wha- Sai? Uncle? Am I still dreaming?"
"No, not at all. I was forced to reveal myself as your uncle tried to get me off of you, the risk to your health while I was fixing you up wasn't worth the secret. I deeply apologize for that."
"No, it's fine. Thanks for taking care of me. So uncle, I guess the leopard cat is out of the bag, hah."
"Yes nephew, out of the bag indeed. Tell me, when did it all start?"
Uncle said in a serious tone.
"Oh? Well, the evening of the day we returned from the last air temple. Remember the blue flame?"
"Yes… yes, I do remember…"
Uncle didn't sound happy at all.
"And all the other things, the eye, the swamp, the library, the blind script, all those came from this helmet as well?"
"Yes uncle, isn't it great! Look how much I brought to the world! And all in a month!"
His uncle, however, shook his head in denial.
"No nephew, it isn't 'great' at all. The helmet only uses you to influence the surrounding in its image. All white bribing and robbing from you experience and make you dependent on it."
"What? Uncle that's –"
"Absurd."
Sai completed Zuko's sentence.
"All I did was advise and offer solutions to the problems Zuko faced, of course anything I offer will be in my image, like anything you offer will be in yours. In the end, it's up to Zuko to decide the best course of action, and he chose me over you."
"And you can rest easy, I made sure that he will have all the experience he needs. He worked hard for the bending I taught him."
"You are making him skip the basics."
"His basics are well enough. You are the one who's holding him back, are you planning him to take one the strongest being in the world with only the basics?"
"He should have mastered the basics before going to the more advanced styles, you have ruined him forever!"
"Uncle…"
"Me? I saved him from you. Tell me, are those basics related to fire bending, or your viewpoint? "
"It's not the point!"
"It's exactly the point. People like you disgust me, for all your talk about taking care of others and happiness for all, you are just like any other tyrant. You push down anyone who isn't agreeing with your worldview, giving power only to like minded individuals, creating a shadow government to rule all with your hypocrisy."
"Zuko, you can't seriously believe it, can you?"
"I- just, just stop it you two, okay?"
"No, nephew. This is something that needs to be set straight now. Throw that helmet away and come with me to camp."
The tone his uncle used left little place for negotiation.
"No uncle…"
"How about making it a game?"
"This isn't a game! Zuko, with me, now!"
"No uncle, I'm not going to throw S-"
Suddenly, he felt his belly clench and he had the immense need to go to the bathroom. Without warning, he ran to the nearest bush and pulled off his neither part of the armor mercifully quickly. He had a feeling that Sai guided his hands in this one.
"Arhg… What's happening?"
"Nephew, you okay?"
"Yeah, I just need to-"
Zuko had to stop to let nature take its course.
"What is happening is the result of the hundred thousand calories I had to feed you while you were asleep. Without it I wouldn't have had the materials to fix the damage from the energy overuse.
"Oh Agni, are those bones?! Argh…"
"You needed the calcium."
"Don't do it again."
"You would have been severely crippled otherwise. It was within our agreement."
"Zuko, this thing took completely control of your body! Can't you see that you must get rid of it?!"
"We have a deal, I can only take control with his explicit permission, or when his life is in danger that needs my attention. Like now."
"He's right, uncle. As much as I don't like losing control of my body, it saved me more than once. Now please let me concentrate, I feel like I just ate the entire food supply of the bandits."
"Only three fourth."
"Damn you…"
Shen looked at the letter in front of him. It was the letter of surrender that agreed upon with the Beifongs.
The operation itself went flawlessly, the airships bombed all the places and all the agreed targets were thoroughly destroyed. Of course, the Beifongs were prepared and put civilians to safe places and soldiers on patrol, so collateral causalities were minimal.
Now he only needed to go to the Beifong estate to make the surrender official. Or at least he would have been, if Zhao hadn't decided to take his place.
Funny how it was, not a word from the esteemed commander for a month, but once he got a word on Beifong's surrender and he pulled rank right away.
Of course, he cared little about glory in his age, unlike his daughter who coursed up a storm when she heard, but it was the principal of the matter that concern him.
He was no stranger to higher ups taking credit for their subordinate's achievements, but this gross form of corruption spoke ill on the future of the army. That way any well-connected man, regardless to skill, will be promoted to undeserving ranks. That in itself was bad enough, but when there will be no skilled subordinates to leach on then the real problem will start.
In any case, he will point it to the prince. For no other reason than to make him aware of the problem and prepare him for his role as future fire lord.
Oh, he didn't doubt the prince would be the fire lord, no matter what the rumors and his banishment said. After his achievements his father would be a fool to not bring the prince back to fold.
Besides, even if the prince did stay out of the inheritance line, he will just take it anyway. The fire nation respected power above anything, it wasn't unheard of for a weak fire lord to be replaced by their more fitted family member.
He, of course, kept those thoughts to himself, only a fool would voice treason. But he believed that once the fire lord, long may he reign, will kick the bucket and the siblings will fight for the right to the throne, the soldier's preference will be clear.
As he was busy with his thoughts, he suddenly heard a commotion from outside. When he took a pick, he saw that the prince and his uncle had arrived.
"Can't believe he actually did it…"
He grumbled to himself.
No, it wasn't true. He wholeheartedly believed that the prince could find and punish those bandits, it's the unreasonable timeframe that the young royal gave himself that surprised Shen.
Then again, the kid didn't stop to surprise him before, so why start now?
He went to congratulate the young prince on his success. On the way, he saw that the young woman that usually accompanied the prince was already greeting him, the bloodstains on various places on his armor did nothing to deter her.
Then again, seeing as she was born and raised in Amora of all places, it was expected of her. He still didn't particularly like the idea of this kind of woman to be around the prince, but at least she proved herself useful as a medic and as a negotiator.
He also noticed the tension that the two royals had with one another, he could only guess that the dragon of the west wasn't so thrilled with the prince's action. In any case, this was an interesting development, but one that he will stay out of.
"Prince Zuko, I'm glad to see you so soon. I trust your mission was a success as usual?"
"Shen! Of course. It took a while to track them down, but all the bandits are now dead."
"Oh? How many were there?"
"One hundred and eight, but who's counting."
The prince waved his hand dismissingly.
"How are things on your end? Something interesting while I was gone? Have Mi-Dved returned yet?"
"No, I can't say that he has returned. Although, we maybe we should take this conversation to somewhere else."
"What?! What do you mean that Zhao is taking control on the surrender?!"
"It is as you heard, your highness. Zhao used his rank as my superiors to take command on the operation, there is nothing I could do."
"That glory hound will ruin everything! Argh…"
"He is most likely to disregard our agreement for ones that will make him look as impressive as possible."
To say that Zuko was displeased would be underestimate, he was livid that the jerk tore of his plans so carelessly.
"With complete disregard on to the stability of the area or dragging our names through the mud..."
Shen looked at him with a pitying face.
"I'm afraid that this is the way of life, my prince."
"I can write to my father, maybe he can do something…"
"Even should your message get in time, an impossible task, technically Zhao is within his right. As a superior commander he can get involved in any task of his soldiers as he sees fit, and act as he sees fit."
"Damn it… we will sure lose Beifong like that. There has to be some way to salvage this…"
'Any ideas, Sai?'
"A few. Physically stopping him isn't an option, it will draw too much heat to us. I suggest we take a page from your uncle."
'What do you mean?'
"When you're uncle tried to 'save' you, he poisoned your tea. I suggest we use a similar tactic, only upgrade it."
'It's dishonorable.'
"We lack time for honor, if we don't act now, we will lose this entire region."
'But he will surely suspect us! Besides, wouldn't we be poisoned as well?'
"Not necessarily. I know how to make an assassin's kettle, a device that can hold more than one kind of liquid separately. We put normal tea in one opening and poison in the other, someone we trust will be our battler and will poison Zhao."
"I don't want to kill him!"
"He will have severe stomach ache at most, enough so that he couldn't attend to the surrender."
'Very well.'
"My prince, is everything ok?"
"Oh? Yes, sorry, I was thinking to myself. I'm going to great Zhao with a tea ceremony, you will attend as well. In any case, be prepared to go as a stand in for Zhao, just in case."
"By your command, my lord."
Shen bowed, he was smart enough to get the clues and feign ignorance.
Zuko left Shen, he had a meeting to prepare and a commander to poison.
Zuko had a private meeting with Jasmine and Mi-Dved, who had returned from a successful mission securing alliance with the Kyoshi warriors.
"You know, when I returned, I didn't expect to be immediately pulled into a conspiracy. At least let me eat something first, it's just rude."
"Sorry, but we don't have much time. I'll see if we can grab something from the Beifongs for you, okey?"
Zuko said before addressing Jasmine.
"And you are way too comfortable for someone who was just asked to poison a fire nation commander."
"I have full faith in my abilities."
Was her response.
"Full faith… Did you do something like that before?! No, you know what, I don't want to know."
Zuko shook his head and faced the earth bender.
"Are you sure you can do it?"
"I'm no Toph (still can't believe I'm saying it about a then year old), but I can add those tunnels to your kettle."
Mi-Dved then proceeded to bend earth to the inside of said kettle, making all the twists and turns he was instructed. After a few minutes of concentration, his work was done, and he gave the kettle to Zuko for evaluation.
'What do you think?'
"Could be better, but it will suffice for our purpose. Now try it."
Zoku filled the to compartments of the kettle with different drinks, one with water and one with wine.
"Jasmine, would you like to do the honors?"
"Of course."
She took the kettle and filled two different cups. One she filled as usual and the other she filled as she put her finger on a hole in the kettle. The first cup was filled with the second was filled with wine.
"I would say it was success."
Zuko finally said.
"And I will never trust any drink ever again."
Mi-Dved said.
Zuko took the cup of wine as Jasmine filled another two cups of water.
"Cheers!"
Zuko said.
"Cheers!"
The siblings returned the call.
Zuko waited for Zhao to arrive on his airship. Of course, the great commander arrived fashionably late. And of course, Zhao just had to arrive on the biggest airship available, because obviously his ego couldn't let him in anything else. Naturally the ship didn't have any other important duties to attend to.
It was three times the size of the vassal he was in when he visited the Beifong estate, with blood red balloon and a proud symbol of the fire nation displayed on each side. It also had some strange mirror like objects every fer meters that Zuko later found out were called flashlights. Apparently, Loban's nephew was a prodigy with machines and came up with the idea to use mirrors to redirect the light of a tourch to a single string line that could shed light on objects even hundred meters away.
To be fair, it was probably the only thing that could hold his ego afloat, even if barely.
"Someone has something to compensate for."
Mi-Dved said, to which many snorted in humor.
Whan the crook finally decided to descend, he had the audacity to smirk at them.
"Your highness! I'm so glad that you came to see me finishing the conquest of this ugly region."
"I wouldn't miss it."
Zuko said with a smile so fake that he wasn't sure that even the helmet could hide it.
"I'm so happy that you accepted my invitation."
"Please, your highness, the honor is all mine."
The annoying smirk didn't leave Zhao's face.
'This little peace of… Where did he suddenly gain balls?!'
"I think that he may have a backer. People like him usually don't go messing around and throwing smirks like that if they aren't sure that someone has them covered."
'But who can be stupid enough to go against the prince?'
"Who indeed… we shall try to figure it out in the meeting."
This is going to be a very long meeting, but the end is going to be worth it.
AN
And this is the end of chapter 21
hope you liked the chapter!
Chapter 23: Chapter 22
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 22
"I must say, the tea is better than I thought."
Zhao said as he sipped his cup after Jasmine filled it.
"Thank you, commander. Uncle did it himself."
Zuko told him as he pointed with his head to Iroh's direction. Uncle nodded his head in thanks.
And it was true, uncle did make the tea. Albeit, in a different kettle and completely unaware of Zuko's scheme. Convincing him was also too easy, uncle will jump on any opportunity to make tea.
Uncle may have raised a brow when he saw a different kettle than the one he made in, but fortunately he said nothing. The fact that he tasted the very same tea he made also quelled his suspicions.
Unlike Zhao, however. The tea the commander had was from a special chamber in the kettle, one where alongside the tea was a drop a special potion Sai instructed him how to make.
The potion itself was easy enough to make, it was also inspired by the incident Zuko himself had earlier. Whoever drinks it will have severe troubles with his bowls for a day or two, more than enough for Zuko to hijack back the surrender.
Yes, Zhao may blame the tea party, but with all the others fine he will just look stupid. Besides, in this case Zuko will just say that it was probably something Zhao ate before.
The potion will take effect in an hour or two to avoid suspicion. Now it was only a question of keeping Zhao hear long enough for the effects to take hold.
"So tell me, Zhao, how is being a commander treating you? It was some time since we fought together."
"Yes, it was, and so far I'm well. The pay is good and there are many more responsibilities. My wife and son are certainly happy."
"Wait, your married?!"
Zuko couldn't hide his surprise, because really, who in their right mind will marry someone like Zhao? I mean, even a Komodo-rhino sounds more appealing.
"Yes, with a kid. What's with the tone?"
Zhao raised one of his bushy eyebrows, displeased.
"Ahm, I-… I mean that you're just so dutiful and hardworking, it was hard to picture you outside of the military. I meant no offence."
It seemed to pacify Zhao a little. If there was one thing that can calm him down, it was flattery.
'Thank for the save, Sai.'
"Anytime, I must admit that it caught me by surprise as well."
"The airship is a nice boon as well."
Zhao continued as if nothing happened, bragging always calmed him down.
"You see, it is the one and only of its kind as for now. The fire lord himself saw it fit to give me command over it as the officer who introduced the eyes to the fire nation."
"It's a marvelous work, really, and one can't help but enjoy the view. Do you know that it can move faster than any cruiser?"
"It's good to know. I'm glad that my idea is gaining such interest."
He needed to remind Zhao that it was Zuko who invented to eyes, and that Zhao's success was Zuko's achievement, not his.
"Yes… Your contribution had been… Noted."
Zhao had an annoyed look on his face.
"Did my father say anything about it?"
"The fire lord… Was pleased with the farther advantage our great nation made."
That … that was the closest thing to father saying he was proud of him!
Zuko was glad he had the helmet on, or else everyone would have seen him smiling from ear to ear. He almost missed Zhao's words.
"And a new batch of airships is to be introduced later this month. We are planning to test their effectiveness against the well-armed walls of Omashu, to see if they will be as efficient against Ba Sing Se as we hope. "
"And you will have the honors?"
Zuko asked. To which Zhao gritted his teeth, so the answer was most likely negative.
"Unfortunately, the command thought that it is better to let more officers experience the full capacity of the airships before committing a grand scaled attack. Foolish if you ask me, I already have such a force under my command and know very well how to use it. They should have just untrusted me, and I would have made quick work of Omashu."
"His attitude was most likely the main reason for the decision. Besides, it was Shen and not Zhao who commanded the air force."
"I'm sure you will get your chance."
Zuko replied evenly before continuing his interpretation.
"I must say, I'm surprise by your speed. Even after Shen sent his latter, I figured it would take at least a few more days to come."
"What can I say, your highness, I like to be updated about the situation. It is only expected of me."
'Lier!'
"Lier."
Zuko and Sai said together in the prince's mind.
"Now I'm afraid that I must cut this meeting short, I need to prepare for the surrender."
Zhao said as he stood up from his sit and went to the door. He stopped right before going through it and turned his head to the prince.
"You may come as a witness, if you want. As long as you behave and stay in line."
With those final words, Zhao left the room completely.
"What. An. Ass"
Jasmine finally said as they made sure that Zhao couldn't hear them.
"Try working under him."
Shen commented to Jasmine, which made her shudder in disgust.
"He'll get what's coming for him soon enough. Karma will make sure of it."
Zuko said to keep deniability for and in front Shen. He was pretty sure that the old man was onto them, or at least had suspicion, but against a prince and with Zhao being so… Zhao, Shen didn't have problems to stay quiet and play the game.
"So, should I prepare for the trip, your highness?"
Shen asked.
"Yes. Agni wills it, Zhao will have his own problems to deal with in an hour or so. Do you have the papers?"
"Yes, the agreement is ready and in a safe place. Should I extract it for the flight?"
"Yes and keep it with men you trust, it is not beyond Zhao to ruin the entire surrender for pettiness."
Zuko ordered the old soldier before turning to Jasmine.
"Alright boys! A hurry up before we have another snowstorm!"
The man loaded their last cargo inside their strange transparent dome like building.
On a cliff nearby, a pair of siblings were watching the new thing that was built before them.
"What do you think this is, Sokka? Who are they and what are they doing here?"
The sister asked her elder brother.
"How would I know? You're the one with magic water here."
Sokka was a bit miffed right now. Ever since the food supply stopped, he had to go hunting triple time, there was no other man who could after all. His success was varied, meaning he barely got enough food for the village to go by.
He was hungry and tired and the fact that his little sister forced herself on his hunts didn't help his mind to calm down, especially when she seemingly had more success than him to catch fish. He argued that she was scaring them away from him and using her magic water to cheat, but she didn't seem to accept his reasonable points.
Now, a little more than three weeks after the supply stopped coming, they found in their hunt this… Sokka didn't know exactly what it was. Only that it was strange, completely not water tribe, and that it didn't belong here. He was certain that this was some kind of fire nation plot.
"Excuse me?! First of all, it's not 'magic water', it's water bending. Second of all, how in La's name are the two things connected?"
Great, now she's all bratty and that…
Deep breathes Sokka, deep breaths. Men don't lose their cool just because of their little sisters are being annoying.
"Whatever, can you use your magic water to make it go away?"
"Argh, you're imposable! Why don't you do it yourself, ho mighty warrior!? Or better yet, why should we even do something? They are far from the village, and I don't see any fire nation symbol."
"Hey! You're the one who is so proud of her water bending, miss 'I can beat an entire platoon of fire nation soldiers with a bit of practice'. Besides, look at the inside of this thing, it's all green… and grouse…"
His sister rolled her eyes.
"Those are called vegetables. You know would know it, Sokka, if you weren't chocking on your jerky all the time."
Katara then looked back at the strange house in interest.
"But now that I think of it, how is it possible? Don't those kinds of things need warm weather and sunlight? They should have frozen long ago, and yet…"
"Eh, the invisible walls probably keep the cold wind out and the sunrays in. the density of everything inside probably keeps everything humid as well, not so different from our igloos."
Sokka waved his hand in dismissal.
"What?"
He said after Katara looked at him weirdly.
"Nothing, it's just… strange to hear you say something smart for a change. I guess you can use your head when you want to."
"…"
"That… was the best thing you said about me in over a year and I still don't know if I should take it as a compliment or an insult…"
Sokka said in the end and decided that watching the strangers was better than the awkward silence, and he glad he did because he saw something that caught his interest.
"Wait, are they… Fishing? Oh spirits, they are! There is a fishing pool in there too!"
"What! How!"
His sister was as excited as him. obviously, she understood the superiority of meat as well as him.
"Maybe there is some hole connected to the ocean there and the fish attracted to the hit, I don't know."
He answered back.
"That is great! Maybe they can help us! Imagine it, no longer to need to go hunting for scraps!"
Katara's eyes particularly shone with hope.
"Wow there sis, in case you have forgotten, they are strangers. I mean their obviously fire nation, who else could they be?"
"Don't be stupid, Sokka. The fire nation only destroys, they can't create anything that isn't a weapon. Those people are obviously refugees from the continent that came here hiding."
"But-"
"Sokka, the village is starving. We can't go on like this, I know that you try your best and that it's slowly breaking you. Please, let others help."
"I- well… Oh fine, but the first sign of trouble and we're out of here."
Sokka ended surrendering to his little sister's baby seal eyes.
"And when they will turn out to be fire nation, I'll say 'Told you so'."
He had to say it so his sister wouldn't think she won the argument.
"Fine."
He could particularly hear her eyes role to his side as they went to the strange building. After a few minutes, they were greeted with the men guarding it.
"Hey there, how can we help you?"
The guy at the front said.
"Hello. My brother and I were just passing and then we saw you and got curious. Are those really fruits and vegetables inside?"
"Well, yes. "
"Did the fire nation sent you to spy on us?"
Sokka got to the heart of the matter.
"Sokka! You can't just say something like that!"
"Don't tell them our names!"
Katara then turned to the man.
"I'm sorry about him, he was born without the thing called common sense."
"Eh, no problem. The question was fair enough."
The stranger waved off the remark before answering.
"I can't speak for the others, but as far as I know we're all here as a part of an experiment to grow vegetation in the south pole. Nothing about spying or anything, not that I would have gone if it was something that dangerous."
"And from were exactly, are you?"
Sokka asked.
"Me and the others are from the continent. Each of us is a second son at best from a farm or a store there. with not many choices of work besides being conscripted or banditry we decided to except an offer of some big shot company and here we are. I myself am an earth bender, so I had to be extra careful not to draw unwanted attention."
"See Sokka, I told you that they aren't with the fire nation."
"He could still be a spy…"
Sokka muttered under his breath.
"So is that all, kids? Because me and the boys still have work to do."
"Actually…"
Katara began to play with her fingers.
"Is there any way that we can… get some food? We are ready to work for it, of course!"
The man looked at them both up and down, apparently find them wanting.
"Look kids, I appreciate the effort, but I don't think that you have the green thumb. And even if you did touch something green connecter to the ground in your life, we have enough men for that. Only things I have in mind are either cooking, cleaning or sowing. And even then, you need to talk to the boss here."
"Amm… Can we come to you later with an answer?"
Katara asked.
"Sure, as you can see, we're not going anywhere."
The man pointed behind him at the building.
The siblings went away back to their village.
"Katara, what was that? Are you seriously considering that guy's offer? We don't even know his name!"
"Well, it's not like we have many options! In case you didn't notice, food is something that we desperately need! I don't like it as well, but if they are ready to give us food in return for what the women here do anyway, then it's a risk I'm willing to take."
"Argh… we'll talk to gran-gran, maybe she will put some sense into you."
The two continued their track to their home.
"We are to land in Gaoling in a few minutes, your highness."
One of the pilots informed Zuko.
It was very nice of Zhao to invite him at the end of the tea, now no one even bated their eyes about Zuko's presence. Of course, with Shen back as acting commander because of Zhao's ill-timed illness, things are going to go as planned. Poor Zhao, he really should watch what he's eating.
A small part of him still didn't like the fact that he had to poison a fellow countryman, and he suspected that poisoning an officer is considered a treason. Oh well, he should just debate with Sai about more honorable ways to take care of the unexpected.
On the other hand, this really couldn't happen to a better person. Zuko wandered who is going to be Zhao's scapegoat this time, probably the one who made his breakfast or something. Whoever that guy will be, Zuko will have to take responsibility and make sure the poor sod will have someplace to work.
"Are you ready, your highness?"
Shen asked him from his side.
"As ready as I'll ever be. Without Zhao, however, it should be a show at most."
"Yes, it should. I wonder how the little lady Beifong is, now that she's back home."
Zuko wondered as well how Toph was doing. Oh well, he will have plenty of time to ask, they needed something to pass the time so that the surrender would look convincing. He wondered how lord Beifong is handling the situation right now, the man can't be having a happy time.
"Bark!"
Zuko patted Xing's head. The hellhound wanted to make up for the lost time it was away in the mission with Mi-Dved, it relentlessly wanted Zuko's attention at it took some heavy bribes of treats to keep it away for the duration of the meeting with Zhao. Zuko had the feeling that Xing would have had enough and mauled Zhao the moment he opened his mouth, or sooner.
"There, there, boy. We're almost here. Now when we'll go out, we need to make an impression, so put on your scary face."
"Grrr"
Xing bared his fangs and his eyes lit ablaze with wisps of fire escaping from the sides.
"Good, like that. We want a show of force, not to be seen as rabid."
Then, a voice announced their lending.
"All personal, prepare for landing! Parade one, to position!"
He saw the numerous soldiers filling four rows, two rows at each end of the platform. The spears of the none bending soldiers were pointed to the top.
At long last, the airship landed, its length barley fitting the garden. Once the door opened, the four rows marched and created a corridor between the ship and the party of lord Beifong who waited at the other side of the garden.
The garden itself was surrounded by green wearing guards, no doubt that those men were part of the earth kingdom army that fought against the advances of the fire nation here in Gaoling. While Zuko figured that they wouldn't attack, he could clearly see that they were far from happy.
Never mind, his soldiers and the airship can deal with them easily enough.
"Presenting, commander Shen and prince Zuko!"
"Well, it's showtime."
Zuko said as he stood up and created a flame on the helmet, a nice little trick that Sai taught him. Xing followed suite with faming eyes.
As Zuko went down the platform. He was very aware of the complete silence at the garden, and how the movements of his armor were heard clearly. He walked through the column of men, each side of if had two rows of which one faced inwards and the other faced outwards.
With Shen to his right and Xing to his left, he faced Lord beifong and his advisors, who all knelt.
"Princ Zuko, Well come again to my humble abode."
Together the two parties set and discussed the terms of Gaolin's surrender. It was all for show, both him and lord Beifong had already agreed on the terms. The purpose of this visit was just to make it official.
The process itself took longer than Zuko expected, fake haggling and even faker flattery ran for an hour or so before the deal was sealed. Even then, there was one thing that Zuko had to do before leaving.
"And one last thing, your daughter would be one of my sister's ladies in waiting."
It was a sign they both agreed to signal when to talk privately, Zuko had no intention to bring Toph anywhere near his sister.
Lord Baifong made a face before answering.
"I Don't think that this as a good idea, your highness."
Good, he was playing along.
"And why is that? Many would kill for such an offer."
"I mean no offence, your highness. But perhaps if you see for yourself, it may be easier to explain."
Zuko faked thinking about it for a few seconds before turning to Shen.
"Very well. If I don't return in half an hour, extract me by force."
The old acting commander saluted and Zuko turned back to lord Beifong.
"Very well, lead the way."
Lord Beifong, Zuko and Xing went inside.
Once they were inside, Zuko let a sigh of relief.
"Thank Agni that was over."
"It was indeed tiring."
Beifong replied.
"Although the massive airship did catch me by surprise your highness, I'll admit."
"You and me both. Zhao caught wind faster than we expected and came to 'claim his prize', thankfully he was delayed at the very last moment by a very ill-timed bowl problem."
"Oh, yes… I heard about this Zhao character. It is very fortunate indeed. Do pass him a quick recovery from me."
The last part was clearly fake.
"Anyway, how things have gone with you, your highness? I've heard about the village, you have my condonation."
"I… thank you. At least I gave the ones who did it their duo."
Beifong looked at him in surprise.
"But the news came yesterday at most, how could you possibly find them in such a short time, let alone bring them to justice?"
"I flew with a fire bending enhanced eye to the colony and then followed the tracks of the group as I jetted my way. I caught them camping and fought them there, all one hundred and twelve."
"That's… impressive, your highness. Remind me to never test your conviction."
"Thank you, how is Toph by the way?"
"Oh, she's very well."
This time Beifong was very sincere with his words.
"We owe you a great deal, your highness, my little angel was never happier. I had my reservations at the beginning, I wouldn't lie, but with her special 'sight' everything is much easier."
"Glad I could help."
"You know, seldom I am proven wrong, rarer are the times that I'm happy being wrong. But this time, there hasn't been any time that I have been happier to be proven wrong. As a parent, my greatest wish was for my daughter to live the best life she had. That is why when our little Toph was born blind we nearly broke, because we knew that she will never have the life other children will."
"Hah, it's funny really. we were blinded by our daughter's blindness so much that we didn't see the miracle right in front of us. A guilty part of me is glad that all of this unveiled the truth to us, I only wish that the price wasn't that high."
"Hey, we all make stupid mistakes. I mean, look at me, I'm banished and disowned for Agni's sake. All we can do now is to push forward and do our best."
They walked a bit in silence, the Beifong patriarch thinking about Zuko's words.
"Your father is truly blessed to have a son like you. I Don't know how things are at the palace, and I wouldn't intrude, but know that you will always be welcomed here. My little Toph looks up to you like an elder sibling that she never had, you know that?"
Lao said in the end and Zuko froze in his tracks for two seconds.
Beifong opened the door, and They were greeted with the female part of the Beifong family.
"Zuko!"
He was immediately tackled by a Toph shaped object, thankfully he managed to hold his ground.
"Toph! Control yourself, young lady!"
Mis Beifong cried in dismay.
"I'm so sorry, your highness."
"It's fine, how are you by the way, Mis Beifong?"
"Oh, just splendid, war aside of course, little Toph is happier than ever. Do you know that the only thing she talks about is 'when will Zuko come?' I think she took quite a liking to you."
"Mom…"
Toph buried her head it the closest thing, which also happened to be Zuko's armored chest. Zuko ruffed her head and messed her hair playfully as retribution.
"Let me guess, someone skipped her lessons?"
"No…"
"Yes."
Both Beifong women answered at the same time, you can guess who said what.
"Anyway, how are things with you?"
Toph asked once she went back to her mother's side.
"Oh, the usual. A bandit hunt here, a meeting with commanders there. A word of advice, always check the inside of the kettle."
"Cool!"
Zuko continued to talk about his adventures before returning to the airship.
When Zuko and his party returned to the base, there was a commotion. The moment the airship touched the ground, one of the men of his crew, Tang if he remembered correctly, ran to him in panic.
"Your highness! Your highness!"
"It's Zhao! He's trying to arrest Jasmine and Mi-Dved for high treason!"
"What! Where are they?!"
Zuko sprinted after Tang, Xing hot in pursuit.
After a minute or two, they reached a door. They could hear shouting from inside, Zuko recognized a few voices that belonged to his man.
Without thinking, Zuko kicked the door, and it flew open.
"What is going on here?! Zhao, what is this I heard about you arresting my men?!"
There was silence for a few seconds, before the source of the problems decided to speak.
"Ah, your highness, finally decided to return. As you can see, I'm merely putting some criminals to justice. You see, those lowlife scum that you have been so trusting of have tried to poison me during our meeting. Of course, you had no idea of it, otherwise you would have executed them yourself, wouldn't you, your highness?"
Zuko's hands shook in rage and small sparks ran randomly across his body. Next to him Xing growled and bared its fangs, ready to maul at Zuko's order.
"And do you have any proof, commander?"
Zhao smirked.
"I went to your meeting fine and healthy as a Komodo rhino, but a few hours after I suddenly had terrible stomach aches without eating or drinking a thing. Why the timing is very… unfortunate, wouldn't you say? It's as if someone didn't want me to be at the surrender."
"Give it up, Zuko, I'm giving you a chance to walk with your honor intact. Of course, we can talk in private about keeping things quite."
"In case you have forgotten, commander, we all drank the same tea as you, and you don't see any of us having a weak stomach. And don't even think of saying that Jasmine slipped something to your cup, we all saw that there was no such thing."
Zhao's smile dropped.
"She's a thief and a lowlife from the dessert, there is no doubt that she knows all kinds of dirty tricks. Her brother is no batter, the savage broke the arms of the men I sent to retrieve the criminal. Obviously, he is part of the ploy. The two of them are resisting lawful arrest and refuse questioning, that alone is a proof of their guilt."
"So your 'proof' is stereotypes and overprotectiveness of a brother over some armored men being after his little sister? Of course they would resist if you imprison them for something they didn't do!"
"I-"
Zhao began to speak, but Zuko had none of it.
"You are out of line! You bit the hand that fed you. I gave you the key for a promotion, years before your time. Then, when you decided that you don't feel well, I wiped your butt and filled your place at the surrender, saving you from embarrassment and possibly demotion!"
"And what do I get in return?! Accusations and blackmailing!"
"No Zhao, I am the one who is giving you a chance to walk away. You're still sick, because of that you say crazy stuff. Return to your bed, now, and I wouldn't write an open letter about how you tried to arrest two teenagers and blackmail your prince."
Zhao greeted his teeth.
"No one will believe you."
"You'd be surprised. Besides, they don't need to believe me, they only need to not like you. Your call."
Zuko crossed his arms, daring Zhao to call him out. It was Zhao who was shaking his hands now. After a few seconds of a very tense silence, Zhao's belly answered for him as it made all kinds of sounds.
"It seems… that I am still unwell. Forgive me, I will return to my chambers."
Zhao left the room. The men that were with him stood confused, not knowing what to do. Zuko made his feelings very clear.
"Scram."
Zhao's soldiers didn't waste time following his commands.
"My hero!"
Jasmine hugged him after Zhao's soldiers left.
"Good thing you came, your highness. Things could have gotten ugly."
Lieutenant Jee commented.
"How did any of this happened?"
Uncle was the one who answered.
"It seems that that commander Zhao had an ill-fated case of Bowl movements exactly when he needed to embrace the ship. He wanted someone to pay and held the last person who gave him food as the prime suspect, in this case in was our dear Jasmine."
Uncle nodded his head towards the girl.
"Zhao was very eager to see it threw as fast as possible and organized a squad to arrest Jasmine. Fortunately, Mi-Dved is always near his sister, and he raised a commotion that summoned the crew for backup. Once it was clear that the squad couldn't strongarm the crew, Zhao went here himself to order her arrest. Once there was a word that the airship is coming to land, we sent Tang to fetch you. From there you already know the story."
"I see, and the arm breaking part?"
"They didn't understand when a no is a no."
Mi-Dved said.
"Can't blame you, probably would have done the same thing."
Zuko said with a shrug, and he meant it too. He and his own sister may have a complicated relationship (to say at least), but if Azula was put in Jasmine's situation… okay, she would have still put Zhao in his place without any help. The point is that Zuko will help her in time of need.
"So, what's now boss?"
'Sai?'
"We did here everything we needed to, Loban and Beifong can figure things among themselves at what their parts will be. We have businesses south that would require the ship, we have kept them waiting long enough."
'But what about Mi-Sha? I can't just let him be.'
"And you wouldn't. but for now, we need time to gather enough troops and intelligence for a direct assault, What Toph gave us is a very good start, but not enough. Let Lao worry about the supplement, he has the highest interest in ending Mi-Sha. Shen will have no choice but to pimp up the manpower near Lao to avoid any assassination attempts as revenge. The two will take care of the military aspect in this region until you arrive to put the final nails in Mi-Sha's coffin."
'Fine.'
"We go south and continue the mission. We searched everywhere for air, now we continue to the next element, water. On the way we should also check on my greenhouse project to see how things are doing, with any luck we may actually eat something that doesn't require a hammer to crack the ice shell."
"Hear, hear!"
The crew said.
"The good news is that this should be much shorter than a year so we may not be buried in a snowstorm. The bad news is that we still be there long enough to fill the weather, so bring something warm to wear to keep your buts from freezing."
"Question."
"Yes, Jasmine."
"When you say, 'warm to wear', how warm do you mean? And a follow up question, is midriff fine?"
"There are places there that will literally freeze the blood in your body and make unprotected fingers fall from cold in a minute, so you tell me."
Jasmine's eyes grew a few sizes and she smartly kept quiet. Her brother, however, raised his hand.
"Yes, Mi-Dved?"
"What's a snowstorm? I mean, I get the storm part, but what's snow?"
"…"
"To be fair, it was to be expected. There is hardly snow in the desert and it's not like they could have gone somewhere else."
"You remember the icy treats they gave us beck then in Kyoshi island?"
Zuko tried to start an explanation.
"Yes."
"Good. Now imagine a sandstorm, just the sand is white sand at least ten times colder than the treat."
"Oh…"
"Indeed, so make sure that you have something worm your size."
"Yes, sir."
"Gran-Gran, you can't be serious!"
"I afraid I am, grandson. If the village is to survive, we need food."
"But I can get you food! I can hunt!"
"While it is remarkable that you go far and beyond your limits to get us food, a good warrior and leader need to know when he is fighting a loosing battle. One man, no matter how good of a hunter he is, just can't feed a village of a few dozen mouths."
"See Sokka, even gran-gran is telling you this."
"But we don't know those guys, they could do all kinds of nasty things for all we know!"
"You are right, little one, but we stand now before a choice. we can choose to refuse, we are well within our rights, and slowly but surely starve to death and hope that the men will come before is too late. Or we can accept, take a risk and maybe even get a reward."
"But what about our values, our culture?"
"If we are all dead then our values and culture will die with us. Besides, water adapts. We adapt to the surrounding, we guard our culture by the close ties we have for one another. As long as we live, we will prevail."
"Yes, gran-gran…"
Sokka said with defeat.
"So who are we going to take?"
Asked Katara?
"Ask for volunteers, see how many you can get. How many men were there, again?"
"Something around fifty or so."
"Oh my, in that case we should start with five and see how this is going. We should also agree on a proper wage before anything."
"Yes, gran-gran."
The siblings said together as they walked from the igloo.
"So, who do you think will volunteer?"
Sokka asked as Katara held her chin with her hand, thinking.
"Hmm… Kiva, most likely, and maybe Sakai."
"That is not enough."
"We'll get enough, we have three volunteers already."
"Three? Sis, I think the weather finally broke you. Kiva and Sakai are two people."
"Yes, with me as a third."
Katara said with confidence, daring Sokka to contradict her. Something which he immediately did, and with passion.
"Excuse me? Nonononono, no way. You are staying here, as far away from strangers as possible. You are the last water bender in the entire south for crying out loud, do you know how bad it will be if something happened to you?"
"Sokka, I can take care of myself! Besides, as a water bender I have a better chance of protecting everyone if things will be as bad as you fear."
"Ha! So you admit I was right."
Katara rolled her eyes.
"I never said you weren't, just that we have no other choice."
"Whatever, I still consider it a victory."
Sokka said, proud of himself.
"I'm still going."
"No, you're not. I'm your big brother, and you will listen to me."
"I'm going wither you like it or no!"
The siblings continued their argument as they went searching for volunteers.
Chapter 24: Chapter 23
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 23
Damn it, damn it all!
Those are the words that filled Azula's mind when she practiced her fire bending those days, a practice that was even more harsh and vigorous than usual. The reason was simple: her talk with father.
She could still remember it very clearly.
She entered the room and bowed to her father. She didn't know what she was summoned for, only that the messenger told her that her father requested her presence immediately.
As usual, the fire lord was obscured from view by a wall of flames. His usual aura of fear and respect was very much present.
"Rise, my daughter. You must be wandering why I have summoned you."
"Yes, father."
Like a good daughter and princess, she did as she was told.
"This is a matter about your brother, but one that concerns you as well. Tell me, daughter, have you heard the recent rumors at court?"
She had her ears in many places and heard many rumors. Most rumors were about who courted who or which noblewoman is expecting a child with uncertainty about the father's origin, but she understood that her father was talking about the rumors concerning her brother.
"Yes father, people talk about Zuzu's supposed achievements. As if he is capable of anything besides whining and running under mother's skirt."
Azula said with dismissal. She made sure that such lies died in their infancy, and that stories of her brother's past disgraces were spread instead. Annoyingly, those rumors kept returning.
"Be it as it may, those supposed rumors have a grain of truth. It seems that your brother found a backbone in his banishment and continues to grow both in power and prestige, as well as in disrespect."
"Do you remember the story about the fox, the bear and the horse?"
"Yes father."
She remembered the story well enough, it was a tale of three spirit animals that has father used to explain to her important lessons.
"There were three spirit animals in the forest, the fox, the bear, and the horse. Each wanted to be the king of the forest and that all the other forest animals would do as it wills."
"The fox used terror and tricks but was crashed when he prayed on the wrong victim. The horse had the power to make others listen, but lacked the will and conviction to see it through and lost to the bear when the two faced each other as the other animals flocked the bear and not the horse. The bear won in the and, by being both strong and fearful."
"Yes, strong and fearful."
Her father said.
"Tell me daughter, what is the most important lesson that I taught you?"
"That fear makes people listen to you."
"True. But the fox was much crueler than the bear, yet he lost. Why is that daughter?"
"He didn't have the power to back up his claim."
"And should two bears face each other for the title of king, which one will win?"
"The strongest of the two."
Azula said without even thinking.
"You are right, the strongest wins. And between you and Zuko, who is the strongest?"
"Me of course, father. Zuko was always a failure."
Azula had to hold herself from showing emotions, there is no way that Zuzu is even close to her level. Even just suggesting it, if it wasn't her father…
"Until now it was true, but does it still holds?"
"What do you mean, father? Zuko has only his uncle as support, and we know how slow and lazy uncle Iroh is."
"And yet, his deeds eclipsing you again and again. Every victory he achieves, every invention under his name, all of them putting him above you in the eyes of the people. Tell me, daughter, what have you shown the people beyond extraordinary fire bending?"
"The people will recognize me as their rightful ruler, I'm the first in line. I am yet to have opportunities to show my worth, and I'm working on ways to undermine him as we speak."
"Ah yes, your little letter to Zhao 'congratulating' him on his latest conquest, how did it turn out for you?"
Azula held her breath, her father knew?!
She sent spies to watch after her brother when enough rumors about him came to her ear. When they reported that Zuzu plans to take another feather to his hat by being the one who officially made lord Beifong surrender, she knew she had to stop him.
She knew that while Zhao did own Zuko his promotion, Zhao was an opportunist first and foremost. It just wasn't in Zhao's character to deny himself credit.
By writing him a discreet letter congratulating him on the surrender of Gaoling, she made him aware of the opportunity for a prize as well as telling him what she wanted from him. She may also put a few words here and there about her brother and his standing at court.
Only for her investment to backfire as the idiot got a food poisoning just in time to mess everything up and gave stupid Zuzu everything he needed to regain his place as the official conquer of Gaoling and the one who saved Zhao (and the fire nation) from embarrassment.
To make things worse, the fool decided that blaming the prince without evidence was the right course of action. Let's just say that while nothing would be done to Zhao, tales of the event were already reaching the capital, and let's just say that none of them painted the commander in good light. It's fascinating what good PR with your subordinates, or bad in this one, can do.
Which brings to a single very important fact.
"You know?"
She was working hard to not let fear enter her voice. She was madling with military affairs beyond her status after all.
"Do you really think that I, the fire lord, don't know everything that happens in my own palace? Perhaps I did misjudge your intelligence, daughter."
Azula held a back a gulp as the flames of the throne intensified.
"I did nothing because of one single reason, and only one. Only the fittest can be the fire lord. The two of you are fighting now for the succession, only the fittest will win."
"I won't lie, you are my favorite choice Azula, but know that you are very much replaceable. Before, I wouldn't even have entertained the thought because of Zuko's incompetence, but now he is showing a much more worthy side. Even if much more disrespectful then I would have liked, but that can be fixed in time."
"Now go, daughter, you have three months form now to show results. You may use any means necessary to achieve your goal as long as the war effort isn't hindered by it. If I find you wanting against your brother by then, I will seriously consider the same character treatment that seemed to help your brother so much. You may take your leave."
"Yes, father."
Azula bowed and left at her father's dismissal.
She had to find a way to get ahead of her brother, she had to! She wasn't a failure like Zuzu…
Azula trained harder as she cooked of all kinds of schemes in her mind.
"I can't believe that you actually came, do you know how stupid that is?!"
Sokka berated his sister.
Even after forbidding her from coming, Katara only stalked them just out of sight. When they finally reached the place, she showed herself in the last moment and Sokka could do nothing without losing face.
"I told you Sokka, there is no way I'm missing this."
"You're impossible, you know this?"
"Shhh, the man from before is coming."
And as his sister told, the man that greeted them the day before came to greet them again.
"So you came, good. I talked to the boss, and he agreed to the arraignment. Are you all who will work?"
The man looked at the group of five women and Sokka.
"We wanted to start with a small group to see how things will go, if everything is well more will come later to work as well."
Katara said.
"Fair enough, I suppose."
The man shrugged his shoulders.
"Come in."
The group went inside and suddenly Sokka felt how hot it was inside. He knew that the temperature must have been higher than outside for the plants to grow, but he didn't expect it to be this high. It was as if there was no snow at all, and suddenly Sokka felt how sweaty he was under the heavy parka.
A look to the side showed that the women weren't fairing better, they were sweating only little less then him and some moved uncomfortably in their clothes.
The man that guided them wasn't spared as well, but unlike them, he had no problem to take of his heavy coat and exposed a sleeveless shirt with strong arms from years of field work. Sokka didn't feel jealous at all, no sir, he was sure that he will have muscles just as big in a few years.
He also wasn't at all jealous of how some of the women looked at the man in question. He was sure that they were only finding the strange cloth interesting, yes that was it. Luckily, his sister wasn't among them.
"I suggest to change your clothes to something more comfortable, as you probably guessed it's much hotter here than outside."
Some of the women took of their heavy coat while others decided to wait until there weren't men present.
The guide continued his tour. He showed them the fields, the fishing pits, they even had a small farm for dwarf ostrich horses for meat. After that, the guide showed them the nontransparent inside of the building. The kitchen, the showers and the most important room, the toilet.
"And that's where you will be staying, if you want to."
Their guide ended the tour in their sleeping room.
"We weren't sure if you'd want to stay or not, so we had it prepared just in case. We're also in luck, because just today we got a letter warning about inspection, having you ladies around to keep things nice and clean may actually give us a bonus."
"Who's coming?"
Sokka asked suspiciously, it sounded too much like an ambush in planning for him.
The older man shrugged his hands.
"No idea, I don't ask questions like that. All I know is that the boss wants the place spotless when they arrive. Anyway, lunch starts in a few hours, you may want to use this time to familiarize yourself with the kitchen."
The man said and went away. Once he was out of earshot, Sokka faced the women.
"Are you sure you're fine with this?"
He received choirs of yes in return.
"We'll be fine, Sokka. You worry too much."
Was Katara's reply.
"But what if they will harass you when you serve them drinks?"
"You heard the man, we don't go to them to serve food, it is they who are coming to us. Besides, we have an entire table separating us from the men with no way for them to reach us. This canteen is as safe as in can get."
"I still don't like it Katara."
"You don't like anything."
His sister rolled her eyes.
"Come on, isn't it a little suspicious that just as you start working a mysterious visitor arrives? For all we know it could be this Zuko guy trying to enslave us all."
"Come on Sokka, you're being dramatic. As if the prince of the fire nation will actually come here on his own accord to freeze his royal butt."
Zuko sneezed.
"It really gets colder."
"Maybe someone talked about you."
"You can say that again."
Zuko turned to look at his earth bending companion.
Mi-Dved was dressed in full fire nation armor with no visible skin. It was a good thing that the guys at the base were able to finish his costume order just in time, it was rather hard to find armor big enough for him.
He had a few layers of cloth under said armor. His face was hidden behind a mask as well, the fumes from his breath kept him warm. Apparently, send dwellers didn't fare well in the poles, who would have guessed.
Jasmine wasn't much better, she was most of her time in her room. In the few times she did get out, she was wearing so many layers that she looked more like a huge ball then a person. It was funny to watch.
She also found solace in snuggling Xing. The hellhound started emitting hit when the temperature got colder, Sai explained that it was a form of coping mechanisms not unlike warm blood or hibernation. Needless to say, both of them enjoyed the cuddling very much.
"You know that you don't have to be outside right now, it's not like we are under attack or something."
Zuko finally said.
"Eh, not much to do downstairs. You can lose card games only so many times before you have enough. Besides, if I have to choose being out here for the entire trip or locked in a warm room with my sister, you know I'll choose freezing my butt any time."
Zuko couldn't blame him, he would have done the same with Azula.
"How are you holding up?"
The earth bender asked.
"About what?"
Zuko feigned ignorance.
"You know very well about what, you have been more down after all this fiasco with the village."
"I-I don't want to talk about it."
"It's not healthy, you know. Did your uncle talk to you?"
"Yes, he tried to cheer me up. But no matter what he says now, he was very against my decision from the beginning. Sure, he relied to me some of his stories from his time in the army, but in all of them it was his soldiers who did the deed, and he just didn't know."
"Even now he's trying to brainwash you with propaganda…"
'Not now, Sai.'
"It didn't matter, you know."
Mi-Dved said after some time.
"Sorry?"
"The raid would have come either way. Mi-Sha would have had to respond at some point of time if it wasn't for releasing Toph or hanging the enforcers, it would have been for something else. Still doesn't say you need to stop fighting for what's right."
"It was still my actions that killed them."
"No, it was the bandits and only them. Let me tell you something as someone who was born and raised in the slums of Amora, each and aby one of those guys had a choice. Every one of them could have walked away, but they didn't. They didn't because it's what they wanted to do."
"And you think this was a special case? Whenever someone one-ups Mi-Sha in any way he makes them pay in one way or another. There were hundreds of cases like this."
Zuko balled his fists, it won't do to lash on Mi-Dved now.
"It's not just that, that place was the first true win I ever had ever since father cast me out… and even before. I promised the people to protect them and even managed to pull a garrison when by all rights I shouldn't have had the ability to do it."
"Ki, the kid who's body was in that box, was the first one to see me as a hero of some kind. First one to see me as someone who actually deserves to be a prince, uncle and mother not included. And look what that brought to him."
Zuko unconsciously hit the rails, his armored fist made a dent in the hard metal.
"Sorry, I didn't men to lash out at you."
Mi-Dved waved him off.
"Eh, I have Jasmine as a sister, I'm very used misplaced aggression."
"Remind me to never let out little sisters meet."
The two shuddered for a moment, and it had nothing to do with the cold.
"Oh yeah. Your sister sounds like a real work. Makes me be thankful that I have Jasmine, for all her faults. By the way, how long until we get to this greenhouse?"
"A day or two. We can stay there for some time, but then we'll have to move on. Once we begin our search, you will feel what a true south feels like."
"Hooray…"
The big earth bender said with an enthusiasm rivaled only by a dead fish.
"Can you at least do the same trick Xing does?"
"Let me guess, Jasmine hording the dog?"
"Yes."
"May as well train your fire bending."
Zuko released a heat wave so that the nine feet around him would feel relatively normal at least.
"Chief Hakoda!"
Said man turned his attention to one of his warriors who entered his tent.
"Yes Bato, what is it?"
"A message from the earth kingdom army, Gaoling had officially surrendered to the fire nation."
"Damnit, I thought that we'll have at least a few more weeks. Tell me about the fire nation's casualties, how it will affect us?"
"There are none, chief, Beifong surrendered without a fight."
"That doesn't sound like him, he may not be the greatest military mind, but he's persistent at least. His standing as a noble wouldn't allow him to just give up."
"Apparently bombing all of the important points of Gaoling simultaneously for over an hour did the trick."
"La and Tui curse the one who invented those infernal devices… Wait, it was Zuko, wasn't it? Of course it was."
"Yes, all our problems seemed to start once we met him. We probably should have used bigger mines then, chief."
His second in command suggested.
"Oh well, no use to cry over spoiled milk."
Hakoda said at last.
"So, should we expect enemy reinforcement then?"
"Not for now, chief, it seems that Omashu is taking priority for them. Reports say that the entire 'air fleet' is going for the assault, so we should have clear sky at least."
"Hmm… an entire fleet for one city seems like overkill. But with Omashu standing as a bulwark against the fire nation's forces, its fall will cause the entire western continent to fall with it. Besides, it's not like there is any other 'air fleets' to utilize the opening."
"So how do you think it will go, chief?"
Hakoda mulled it for a while.
"Hard to tell. On one hand, Bumi is the strongest earth bender alive, and his old age only gave him experience. On top of that he is unreadable and can be more persistent than any creature alive."
"On the other hand, they can't do much against ships that fly above them. Say, do you know who will be leading the fire nation fleet? It's probably Zhao, isn't it? In that case I wouldn't worry much for the crazy old man."
"I don't think it will be Zhao."
"What? Why?"
Hakoda was surprised at Bato's words, as the one whose people conquered Gaoling and the commander of the first eyes it was only natural for him to take the spot.
"Apparently, he isn't near the city now. There are also rumors about him having bad blood with the other big wigs of the fire nation army, his last fiasco didn't help."
Bato explained, much to Hakoda's confusion.
"What fiasco?"
"Well, rumors varied, but the gist of it is that Zhao had a bad case of bad bowls just in the last moment before going to receive Beifong's surrender and Zuko had to take his place. Zhao then accused the prince and wanted to court-martial some of Zuko's crew, the two earth teens he rescued if I'm not mistaken. The prince sent him packing and now Zhao's standing is lower than ever."
"It always comes down to the prince, doesn't it. And the replacement?"
"Not sure, chief."
"Fine, let's worry about what we can influence. How is the relationship between Zuko and Mi-Sha going?"
"At each other's throat. Not too long ago, Mi-Sha ordered a raid on Zuko's favorite colony, burning it to the ground. Apparently sent a sick message to the kid too. I don't think they could do anything but kill each other at this point."
"Oh…"
The news didn't bring Hakoda joy as they should too, the death of the innocent (even if they were fire nation citizens) made sure of that.
"It would have happened regardless to what we did."
Bato knew him enough to know what his chief and friend was thinking.
"The prince hanged ten or so enforcers when he was as the Si Wong desert, there was no way Mi-Sha would have kept quiet. If it is of any consolation, they will probably kill each other soon enough so nothing like that would happen again."
Hakoda took his mind of the guilt by preparing their next raid on the fire nation army and wandering who is the new commander of the air fleet.
"You can't be serious , him?! They chose him over me?"
Zhao ranted to the officer who had the misfortune to meet him when Zhao came to argue about his place at the assault on Omashu.
Shinu, the colonel of the Pohuai stronghold and the one in command of the Yuyan archers, had the short straw and had to greet the raving commander.
"Yes Zhao, and may I remind you to watch your tone, you're already on thin ice after your actions to the prince."
Zhao visibly held himself from lashing out at his superior, the fallout of his attempt to get justice for himself gave his rivals enough ammunition to keep him on his toes. He was saved by the skin of his teeth from getting demoted back to lieutenant.
"Yes, colonel… I apologize for my outburst. But why him? He's way too young and inexperienced. I, on the other hand, am well tested and the first one to utilize the eyes. For Agni's sake, the eyes were invented under my command."
Zhao tried to reason, but Shinu had none of it.
"It was the prince who gave us the eyes, not you. Giving yourself credit for the prince's achievements is bordering treason, commander."
Shinu warned him.
"And as for experience, we both know the boy is bloodied. His success record is also unbelievably high, the highest it anyone had actually. The fire lord himself decreed that the command of this new fleet is to belong to the one who had the best score in the tests and trails we set, which happened to be him."
"But he's a lieutenant, his rank is just too low for such responsibly."
"A problem that was solved. With the approval of most of the generals, they agreed to give him the rank of commander. His deeds have well earned him his position, the youngest commander in modern history in fact. I suspect that many generals decided to give him a new role just to save their own job from him. "
The colonel said the last part with humor, which escaped Zhao.
"But surely he would need an advisor."
Zhao tried to worm his way in.
"Unfortunately Shen is quite occupied at the moment, but I have faith that our red eyed friend is up to the challenge. Now if you're finished, I believe the both of us have duties to return to."
"But-"
"Enough Zhao! This is not one of your vanity projects. Your request is denied, now return to your post or you will face consequences."
Zhao had no choice but to relent at the two archers drew their arrows. In the inside he cursed Shinu, he cursed the prince, and he cursed that damned red eyed upstart Thrawn.
A few days has passed since the women started working in the greenhouse and so far things were good, Katara decided. Yes, there was mistrust at first, but the promise of food and the escape from the cold did wonders for the village.
The men were peaceful enough, sure there were some less then honorable looks here and there, but over whole there was a nice atmosphere. And more importantly, everyone had enough to eat.
It's true, for once in a very long time the entire village feasted. It was strange at first to eat something that wasn't mostly meat, but she decided that she liked the new flavors. She couldn't say the same for Sokka though, the jerky head was obsessed with jerky seal.
On the subject of her brother, his mind was torn in two.
On one hand, he disliked that they were reliant on foreigners for food and the fact that he wasn't the 'man' of the village anymore. He also wouldn't say it, but he was jealous of the foreigners because of their larger frame and stronger hands (which showed when some of them decided to work shirtless a few days ago).
On the other hand, he was clearly relieved that the village had a steady supply of food and that he didn't have to go on failed hunts nonstop. He, like the rest of them, appreciated the warm place in the middle of the pole. His eyes were now also free of the bags they had a while ago and his shoulders were less tense with the stress mostly gone.
She thought all of this as she was cleaning the dishes after breakfast, one of her new old duties. It was strange, to be paid for what she did every day, but it was a feeling she liked. Glancing at the women around her, they shared her view.
"So, when do you think that inspector will arrive?"
One of the women to her left said.
"Don't know , but I sure hope that they will come soon. Big Jo-E had been relentless about making the place shine."
Another woman to her right said, and Katara agreed in her heart.
Big Jo-E was the leader of those men, the 'manager', and as the one responsible for the facility he wanted to give the best impression to whoever it is that's coming. As a result, he was constantly down their necks and wanted the place to be as spotless as possible.
As the name suggests, big Jo-E was a big muscular man. He was a harsh but fair taskmaster and was very load. In spite of that, he was a kind man. More than one woman talked about marrying him.
"I just hope that they aren't jerks nor racist. You know how some of those greenlanders can be.
Another woman said.
"At least it will be just a few hours, two days at most. I hardly think a greenlander will want to stay here more than that, glasshouse or not."
Katara hummed in agreement.
In that moment one of the men busted in, fear clear in his eyes.
"The inspector is here! Go, hide, quickly!"
He said, waving them off.
"What? Why? It's only the inspector."
Katara asked in confusion.
"Not just any inspector, spirits even boss didn't know , you need to hide, now."
"But –"
"Their fire nation!"
He stopped Katara on her tracks.
"WHAT!"
The women yelled, scared for their lives.
"We don't have time, They're already speaking to big Jo-E in the lobby! After me!"
The women followed him without a second thought. In retrospect, it probably was stupid to follow a stranger to some shady basement for nothing more than a few words, but his panic wasn't something that could be faked. He was really terrified out of his mind.
They where in a dark storage now, the man locked the door from the inside to hide them. As they stayed there, Katara noticed something important.
"Wait, where is Sokka? Sokka! Are you here!"
She didn't see nor hear her brother anywhere.
"Shh! Be quiet! Do you want them to find us?"
"No! We have to find my brother! I can't lose another one to the fire nation!"
"The others are hiding him as I'm hiding you, do you want us to get caught?!"
Katara was about to retort when they heard steps. But not regular steps of shoes, it was metal ones, the ones that are worn by soldiers. And they weren't alone.
As they shuddered, the steps grew loader and loader. Then, they heard big Jo-E 's voice.
"And there are the food storages. Here we keep the food we grew in the garden. As you can see, our quote is no less than any other farm our size. To be frank, it's still amazes me that we can grow such crops here. The unique environment also gives the products a unique flavor, I'm sure that the buyers will love it. Once again, I thank you for your gift, prince Zuko."
Katara had to close her mouth as she gasped to not be heard. From all the vileness, from all the monsters in the fire nation, it had to be the one who maybe killed her father!
And worse, he is coming here to finish the job, there was no other explanation! Sokka is going to end like dad, and she, she is going to end like her mother… Whenever she is.
Katara couldn't help but release a few sobs, which thankfully didn't escape the closed doors.
"Thank you but the designs were taken from Wan Shi Tong's library... They came with a heavy personal price."
The prince's voice was strong like she imagined, but the remorseful tone at the end was all wrong. A black hearted monster like him is incapable of such emotions!
"I'm sorry for your loss."
Big Jo-E said sincerely.
No don't take pity on him! The monster deserves whatever happened to him for what he did!
"Yes… I was meaning to ask you, the tribesman who tried to jump on me from the corner, how did he truly get here? This place is hardly easy to sneak into."
"I told you, my prince, we don't know. He must have sneaked in at night to steal some food."
What! They got Sokka too No! she had to do something!
"You sure? He looked way more desperate then when he attacked me. And if he was after the food, shouldn't he have just waited in the shadows? He seems well enough trained for that if he passed you all. No, it was different, it was more like he tried to protect something."
"Not to mention his words about you being a traitor. Would you like to confess something, big Jo-E, was it?"
The women held her breath, hoped that the man wouldn't rat them out to the fire prince. As low as they hopes were.
"I-"
"And surly it has nothing to do with the women locked in that basement."
The prince continued.
"What-"
The women screamed as a blade of fire slashed the lock, tearing it to half molten shreds. This, in turn, made the doors to flung open and reveal all the shaking water tribe women. They screamed and sobbed once again when they saw the black armor and dark helmet of the prince, his flaming sword gave the visage an evil light. For the women who grew in a society which was spirit fearing, the visage of the prince looked like a dark spirit from the tales parents tell their children to behave.
"So."
The prince looked at big Jo-E and spoke with w tone that wat to sweet to mean anything good.
"Mind telling me why there are a bunch of women locked in your basement? Or why they are sobbing so hard?"
"I- well…"
"My thoughts are crystal clear about that kind of things."
The prince spoke.
"When I gave Loban the greenhouse blueprints, after having to deal with a very prideful spirit, I expected him to use it to 'make the poles bloom' as I told him. Do you know that I'm the one who suggested to hire you all, you sorry lot, to give you all a better chance in life?"
"In return, what do I find? A bunch of rapers that spat upon everything I have done for them."
Zuko then stabbed his sword it the hard floor and started to spring arcs of electricity along his body.
As Katara saw that Zuko was preparing to whip Big Jo-e, who was held down by an equally big fire nation brut. She didn't know what came over her, just that she had to stop that monster from harming another person. In her zeal, she ran and jumped at the prince.
"No! Stop!"
"Wha-"
By a string of fate, or by the will of the spirits, the prince stopped his arcs of lightning that would have brought Katara to a comma, had she made direct contact. His surprise of the unexpected player caused him to lose concentration and erasing the fire whip from exitance.
Which was all good and well for Katara, because she succeeded to bash into the prince and to make him fall. The unexpected result was that she had to much momentum and fell with the prince. They did a few spins on the ground, while holding one another, until Zuko's superior battle instincts made them stop.
Katara was on the floor with her back, breathing hard. Her hair was thrown in every direction from her head, and she looked directly in the visor of the prince's helmet. Zuko was on top of her, staring her down as his face was close to her own. Unlike her, his breath was even.
Their hands were locked as his and hers fingers were interlocked with one another, hands resting above Katara's head. Katara then regretted that she decided today to work with a lighter wardrobe, as while it didn't show much skin, it still showed a little of her growing figure and she felt naked in front of the prince.
After a few seconds, the prince seemed to snap up from whatever shock he had and stood up, offering her a hand that she refused.
"So."
He started.
"Why did you just jump on me? You could have been seriously hurt, you know."
"Well, I couldn't just let you hurt people!"
Katara retorted, much to the prince's surprise.
"But didn't he lock you up there? Why did you try to protect him? you all were scared and crying there."
"Maybe because some fire nation soldiers decided to go in and stab a flaming sword at the door? You thought about it maybe?"
The prince was quite for a moment.
"So what are you all doing here? And why were you in the basement?"
"We work here! We cook and clean the place in exchange for the food they provide. It's called work, not that you ever tried it mister blue blood. And maybe we were in the basement to hide from fire nation riders?!"
"You have some very poor survival instincts, you know that?"
The prince commented before turning to big Jo-E.
"Is she telling the truth?"
"Ahm, yes sir."
"And the guy that attacked me?"
"Her brother, your highness. Probably thought you were doing another raid."
"I see, I owe you an apology then. I was seriously going to execute you here and now."
"*glup* Well, the turn of things was really incriminating against me, your highness."
"So, Jo-E, when did all of this start?"
"A week ago or so, they came to us to ask for food, and we came to this arrangement."
"You know that this could have gone wrong in thousands of different ways, right? Did any of them go through basic interview?"
"Ahm…"
"I see, very well. I will do the interview and give them a permit signed by me, there shouldn't be any problems for them as long as they carry said permit."
"Yes, your highness.
"And I will have her last."
The prince said as he pointed at Katara, who couldn't help but swallow her spit.
AN
And this is the end of chapter 21
hope you liked the chapter!
Chapter 25: Chapter 24
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 24
"Name?"
"M-makusi."
"Age?"
"Twenty two."
"Place of birth?"
"The south pole."
"No, I mean settlement."
"Oh, Wolf's Cove."
"And where do you live now? The name, not actual direction."
"Wolf's Cove."
"Are you married?"
"Yes."
"Number of kids."
"Amm, n-none."
"Prior experience and education?"
"Am… what?"
"Never, I'll just write elementary. Wait, do you know how to read and write?"
"Yes?"
"Elementary it is. Do you have any negative… no, let me rephrase it. Are you planning to cause any harm to the facility of the people inside?"
"No!"
"Very well."
Zuko said as he stamped a piece of paper and give it to the water tribe woman on the opposite side of the desk.
"You are now officially a part of the greenhouse workplace. As such, you are in the right to have any and all the social economic rights as any employee. A file will be sent to you informing of all the things you deserve and expected as part of the greenhouse."
The woman nodded her head, not really understanding some of the things.
"Very well, you may leave. Please call the next in line on way out."
The woman left and Zuko rested his head on the table.
"Argh… this is so boring."
"Have faith, nephew, we have screened over a half of the women. I'm sure that it will be over soon enough."
His uncle said from his right.
"Yeah, no worries."
Jasmine added from his left.
He decided, on Sai's recommendation, to have the two with him when he does the interviews. Something about having a kind old man and a young woman closer to their age making the water tribe women more at ease and cooperative.
"Please, you are just enjoying the warm air. If you had your way, those interviews would never end."
Zuko turned to his female companion.
"Don't be so harsh, my prince. I may hate the whole… white, but I have better things to do then to listen you asking some poor women the same questions over and over like a stuttering play actor."
Jasmine replied.
"I wonder how Mi-Dved is doing, he's the one who has to stand next to the door and actually interact with all the poor women."
In retrospect, maybe it wasn't the best idea to have a former outlaw (there is no way he didn't cross a few laws if he lived in Amora), who is closer to seven then six feet, wearing full fire nation armor and a skull mask, and have two mean looking axes that probably weighted more then many of the women, be the first person they see and need to stay in the same room with.
In his defense, after spending so much time with soldiers and Mi-Dved in particular, he kind of… forgotten how imposing the guy can be.
The next woman entered with unsure steps.
Oh well, here we go again…
Katara waited with the rest of the women, and Sokka. Thankfully, her brother woke up not too long ago and was forced to join the rest of them.
To say that Katara wasn't scared would be a lie, but having her brother, for how little he could actually help, was still reassuring. Besides, she had to stay strong for the rest of the women.
As each women enter, Katara expected to hear cries and screams. She expected the deranged prince to torture them one by one to break their spirits, yet none of that happened.
In fact, the women left more at ease than when they entered. They were allowed to leave the waiting room and go do what they wanted as well, although all of them stayed and told the rest what to expect.
Katara, and her brother as well, had a hard time believing that all the prince did was ask a few questions. Sokka suggested that maybe the prince was gathering info on the tribe for a raid, but when a few brave women comforted him on that the prince told them about many strange things like bonus pay and social safety net and the like.
The strange thing was that it did make sense to her. One who has more kids needs more pay, on the other hand they do still need to work to not lich on others. It was also frustrating that it was the fire nation who introduced this.
Sure, they had their own laws, but those were mostly about the distribution of spoils among the men after a hunt or a raid. The fact that those monsters treated their women better then her people was an insult to injury.
Katara looked once again at the silent guard. The huge brute was easily the size of big Jo-E, but unlike their kind giant this one was bred for violence. Fitting for a lapdog of the fire prince.
If Sokka were to be believed, her brother managed to heroically defeat the giant in single combat before being hit on the head from behind by a cowardly attack of the prince. Knowing her brother, she asked around and the story she heard was very different.
Sokka did charge right at the prince, but he was caught midway by the armored giant. Who in turn threw her brother like a ragdoll to the other side of the room, hitting the head in the process.
Seeing the sheer size of his frame, as well as the two two-handed axes the giant used on each arm with ease. And the reaction her brother had when he saw said giant, it was clear to her whose story was closer to the truth.
When the last woman exited the door, said giant gave her space to walk and called for the next person to enter.
"You to may enter."
He said as he pointed at the two of them.
"Well, it's now or never…"
Her brother said in a small voice.
"We'll pull this through together, like always."
She assured him as they got up and walked to the door.
On the way, they had to pass next to the black and rad armored giant, and for the first time Katara felt how small she was compared to him. His limbering gaze followed soullessly after the two. Her brother, La bless his soul, tried to put a brave face and was a buffer between her and the thing.
She appreciated the effort even if his legs were visibly shaking, their meeting clearly shaking her brother.
At last, they walked through the door to face their demon. Said demon was sitting in his comfortable chair and to his sides were an old man and a young woman in her teens, obviously a scheme to lull their pray to a false sense of security.
"Hello."
The demon said.
"Please take a sit."
He gestured to the two empty sits in front of him.
With little choice, they decided to do as he said… for now.
"From what I know, you have worked here for some time. One of the first actually. You have conviction, I'll give you that. So, tell me, would you still like to work here?"
"What?"
Katara expected a mockery of some sort, maybe anger about her jumping on him, not… this.
"Would you like to work here? From what Jo-E told me, you have done very well here. You're also the one who took initiative and started the whole arraignment, it's not an idle praise."
The prince continued.
"Yet, I'm well aware of your dislike to any and all things fire nation, as well as the bad history our people have. If you decided to quit working, I will understand."
"… That's it? I, a water tribe 'barbarian' girl, attacked your royal self, like my brother, and that's what you have to say?"
Katara said not believing what she was hearing.
"Well, I was pissed, sure. But thinking again, you tried to save someone from unjust punishment without thinking and just jumping head on. Not caring or understanding the dire consequences for the moment. You reminded me of something, and I just couldn't stay mad at you for that, same for your brother."
"The prince replied.
"No back to the question, what is your answer?"
"I…"
"Can we return with an answer later?"
Her brother came to the rescue.
"Sure, I may already have left, but Jo-E can more than replace me. Take your time but know that you can't work here without the permits."
"Okay."
Sokka replied.
"So… can we go now or- "
"In a moment."
The prince held his hand.
"I would like to talk with you two about something private concerning you. Uncle, Jasmine, my we have if you may?"
"Yes, my prince."
"Sure, nephew."
The two replied.
As the two went out, uncle turned his head and said one last thing before he left.
"Don't mind my nephew. He may look scary, but he doesn't bite."
Then, there were only three of them.
"So, daughter of Hakoda, how are you with your water bending?"
That moment, Katara was more scared than any but one point in her life.
Zuko watched at the terror expression of the water tribe siblings grew stronger and stronger.
'You were right, Sai, this is fun.'
"Careful , I think you may have broken the poor kids."
And indeed, the girl and the boy were opening and closing their mouths like fish out of water.
Sai told Zuko about the presence of a water bender when they first reached the facility, it sensed the unique energy water benders emit. It also recognized the girl, Katara, as a water bender at once.
To kill two birds with one stone, Sai even ran facial recognition and after Katara jumped at him, something called DNA scan. The results showed that the two teens were first order relative to Hakoda the chieftain of the south, basically the barbarian equivalent for a prince and a princess.
The sheer possibilities he had in his hands with those two…
Anyway, he had discussed with Sai what to do with them.
The boy was nothing special in his eyes, an idiot who jumps with no plan and has no explicit talent value to him. He did, however, managed to keep the village intact ever since his father left, so maybe Zuko just wasn't seeing something.
The girl, she was something else entirely, Sai recognized immense potential in her. She will grow to be a very strong water bender, one of the strongest Sai have ever met in fact. She was clearly a leading figure in her community as well, given the reports Jo-E gave him.
The problem was that the two of them hated the fire nation and most likely him in particular, he will have to fix it due time.
The two of them were still in shock, he will have to snap them out of it.
"Hello? I asked you a question."
Here, that seemed to help them regain their senses.
"Wha- HOW?!"
The girl yelled.
Zuko feigned confusion.
"How that? How did I know you are a water bender, or how did I know Hakoda is your father?"
"B-both! Not that I'm any of those things…"
She tried to play dumb at the end and failed spectacularly at that.
"Well, the first part was relatively easy. I don't know if you heard, but my father entrusted the mission to hunt down the avatar. A mission I take very seriously."
He explained, bullshiting his way all the while.
"I have learned many things to help my search, some of them were how to recognize different benders. Did you know that when looking deep enough into the eyes of a water bender, their eyes start to mimic the sea?"
"I… don't know what you're talking about?"
The girl said in confusion, obviously tries to deny but unsure against the word of an "expert". Her brother was no better as he tried to look into her eyes, he apparently found something because his mouth opened a little.
"I'm sure."
Zuko said evenly.
"And the water in that glass just happened to shake whenever your feelings showed."
He pointed at a glass of water to the side of the table, that now indeed had a small whirlpool inside. With the proof presented to them, the water tribe siblings couldn't play dumb anymore.
"Fine, yes, I'm a water bender. Are you going to take me away like your people did to the rest of our benders?!"
"No, I have no intention to kidnap you. And please be quieter, we don't need the entire greenhouse to hear that you're a water bender."
"And we suppose to believe you?!"
The brother whispered.
"You hold all the cards, what's stopping you from just take my sister and go?"
"My honor."
Zuko said simply and got bewildered looks as a result.
"What?"
Zuko said in confusion.
"Do you seriously believe that we can trust you just because your honor? How stupid do you think we are?!"
The sister said in a quieter voice now.
They were doubting his honor?! Now that pissed him off!
"Relax, your highness."
Right, right, he had to play it cool. But how can he make some sort of agreement if they wouldn't trust him even a little?
"Tell them what I taught you about the worth of words. Bargain with them about some small bone you can give."
"I don't know about you, but as a prince and a leader people expect me to hold my word. Many of my debates I won because I don't break my word. Once I broke it even once, people will start doubt me and many options will be closed to me."
"But you're the prince, aren't you? Can't you just order people to do whatever you want?"
Sokka said skeptically. By the look on Katara she agreed.
"It may work on the lower class, but not on people of power who's support really matters. It's a good way to end up cornered without allies. Besides, if even the desperate can't trust me to hold my end of the deal, how am I to expect the people I need to believe in me?"
The siblings were still doubtful but were starting to see some reason in his words.
"I'll even throw you a little bone, what do you say?"
That seems to snap Katara.
"Oh yeah? Then why don't you tell us what about our dad?"
"Sure, what would you like to know?"
"Is he alive?"
Sokka blurted.
"Yes? He was very much alive last time I've seen him, if a little worst to wear. I mean, he probably did have a concussion after hitting the wall like that, but he should be fine by now."
The siblings released a sigh of relief and looked like some burden was lifted from their shoulders.
"I… I actually thought you will tell us that he died and than laugh and brag about it."
Katara said.
"Hey, I told you that I have no use in lying. Besides, I don't take pleasure from torturing other, now my sister on the other hand… let's just say you two lucked with me."
"So what do you want from my sister?"
Sokka got to the heart of the matter, finally.
"So Katara, how good is your water bending?"
Zuko faced the only girl in the room.
"Am… decent?"
She looked down and played with her fingers.
"Even without her poor acting skills, if she was at least a decent water bender, she would have struck you with it instead of jumping at you."
"Please be honest, it's important."
Zuko said in a tired tone.
"I… fine! I can't really water bend, okay?! I mean, I feel the connection, but I just can't... argh."
Frustration over your low-level bending, why did that sound familiar.
"Hey, if it makes you feel any better, I wasn't doing so great with my own bending not so long ago. You have potential, take it from me as a bender, you just need someone to guide you."
"Why are you so nice?"
Sokka asked in suspicion.
"Don't get me wrong, it's much better than being thrown into some dark cell, but what exactly do you want from us?"
"Cutting the chase, huh… fine."
Zuko said.
"I have a few reasons. Firstly, your father will return one day, one way or another, and when that day comes, I want to keep this region stable. You have already seen the greenhouse, I have a few other projects in mind that will benefit both the people here and my own subjects, your good word can do wonders."
"Another reason is a bit more selfish, I'll admit. I want you to be part of my team to hunt the avatar."
He looked at Katara.
"What!"
Came the reasonable answer of the siblings.
"Like Koh I will help you to put the world's last hope in chains!"
The water bender yelled.
"As I said, it's just another reason. And it's for you to decide, I have no use in forced labor that will stab me at the back in any given moment."
Zuko replied.
"I'm still not helping you, you may have helped us with the greenhouse and are much nicer than expected, but your people were the ones who caused us harm in the first place!"
Zuko nodded in acceptance as she continued ranting. He had no real argument to rebuke her after all.
"And don't get me started on all the 'barbarian' thing your people have against the water tribes. How do you seriously expect us to work for you?"
"It's not different from you calling all of us monsters. Not everyone are soldiers, you know."
Zuko retorted, but Katara had none of it.
"Well, you certainly not disapproving the point, having that literal monster of a man outside as some bouncer."
"Wait, you talk about Mi-Dved?"
"If that's what you call him, yes. He personalizes the fire nation war machine rather well."
Zuko couldn't help but snort and laugh a little, much to the annoyance of the siblings.
"Hey, what's so funny?!"
Sokka demanded to know.
"Well, Mi-Dved isn't from the fire nation or the colonies. He's an earth bender from Earth kingdom proper, The Si Wong desert to be precise."
"What?!"
It seemed that the mere notion that a bender who isn't a fire bender will associate, let alone serve the fire nation was inconceivable for the two.
"No way any earth bender will willingly join the fire nation!"
Katara yelled.
"What are you blackmailing him with?!"
It seems like she found a compromise to keep her worldview.
"I did nothing of the sort. I helped him in a tight spot, and he decided to follow me on his own free will."
Zuko said evenly, with great help from Sai.
"You can ask him yourself if you want."
Zuko nodded at the door.
"Bribe her now, before she's too emotional to listen again."
"In any case, should you decide to join me, you will have to get better at water bending. I will have to teach you the ropes at least, from there you will have to figure the rest on your own."
That gave the girl a pause.
"You teach me water bending? Ha! Don't make me laugh, you can't even water bend."
'Are you sure about this, Sai? She does have a point.'
"Trust me I have more experience with water bending then most spirits, let alone any mortal. I may have some problems teaching her with you as a medium, but rest assure that she will learn much more than in the north."
'If you say so…'
"Maybe, but as I said, I studied hard to defeat the Avatar. Besides, let's just say I have some experience with me concerning water benders."
Technically not a lie. He did study hard with Sai and even before for his mission, he never stated that he studied water bending. And he did have experience with him in the form of Sai, he never said that the experience was his.
By the scared and hateful look the siblings gave him, they had a very different idea about where the prince of the fire nation, who is known for his fighting prowess, can get enough experience with water benders to teach one.
"Besides, you will help the search for the avatar, the 'world's last hope '. Who knows, maybe you'll even manage to help him flee and join him in his crusade against my people."
"We'll be here for another day to resupply, think about it. I assure you, you will not have a better chance in finding a teacher."
Zuko gestured at the door, his meaning was clear.
As the two left, he was deep in a conversation with Sai.
'Are you sure it's worth it? I could have simply threatened to cut their food of and she would have agreed.'
"You would have done that and the girl may have refused out of sheer spite. Then you would have been forced to follow your word and I don't think that starving an entire village to death will be alright with you."
"Never mind the troubles it would have caused later on to bring the south to fold. You would have had at least another generation of guerilla war in one of the most disadvantaged places for the fire nation."
'Fine, but do we really have to go so far as to teach her water bending? It sounds counterproductive to me.'
"Once she takes the bait we will have enough time to turn her around, you'd be surprised how easily manipulated young girls that age are. Why you could write an entire song of ice and fire about it, just be sure to finish what you started."
'Ok… I'll take your word for it…'
Zuko was a bit confused at the last sentence, but he was already familiar with Sai's sometimes strange advice. It did get to the point when needed, so Zuko figured it was allowed a few riddles here and there.
"Besides, only having a water bender capable of healing in the ship is worth their weight in gold. And that's without all the other perks like mist manipulation, speed boost and psado-submarine."
'Ok, I get it! She's important, fine! But are you sure that she will even meet me?'
"That's when good PR comes in play. Her nature wouldn't allow her to be proven wrong, she can't help but comfort Mi-Dved to prove that she was right. From there, she will continue to get to the button of this 'conspiracy' out of sheer spite. Don't worry, she will come again."
"Sis, I really don't think it's a good idea."
Katara continued walking.
"No really, it's a horrible idea, please stop it."
"Come on Sokka, you can't actually believe Zuko really have an earth bender working for him."
Katara finally said.
"It's obvious that this Mi-Dved is being blackmailed to serve as Zuko's lapdog, if he's an earth bender to begin with. If we can inspire him to rise up, maybe he will even make Zuko to never come back here again."
"Katara, I really don't think this guy is being forced to do anything, have you seen the size of his fists? You can put plates on them!"
"Hush Sokka, you're just afraid to talk to him after he threw you to the wall."
"N-no, I'm not!"
Her brother tried, and failed, to sound brave.
"But what if you're wrong? I really can't protect you in this one."
Katara waved him off.
"Everything will be fine. We prove Zuko is a liar, break Mi-Dved's chains, he takes care of Zuko, and no one will know I'm a water bender."
Sokka looked at her weirdly.
"Katara, it's not like you to be so reckless, it's my job. Zuko really got to you, didn't he?"
"Excuse me?! Do you have any idea how I feel right now?"
Katara turned to face Sokka.
"Ahm, well-"
"I discovered that I was helping the fire nation all this time. Then, to add insult to injury, my greatest secret is known to one of the worst people possible! And I can't do anything about it besides being completely at the mercy of that monster!"
Sokka looked behind her and his face turned white.
"Eh, sis…"
"Don't 'sis' me-"
"Is there a problem here?"
A deep voice interrupted Katara.
As she turned around, she was face to chest plate with the very man she wanted to talk to.
"Mi-Dved… hey…"
Katara said in a small voice, quite intimidated by the size difference. She suddenly had second thoughts about her plan.
"Hello, are there any problems here?"
He said again.
"No, we just wanted to talk to you!"
Katara said.
"Excuse me?! I never- "
"Do you have a few minutes? Maybe somewhere quiet?"
Katara interrupted her brother.
"Sure, I have some time."
The giant then led them to a private room where they could talk.
As the three of them sat there, Katara got her first good look at Mi-Dved's face. It was sun kissed and gruff. He wasn't handsome, but he also wasn't ugly either. His eyes had the look of someone who didn't have an easy life.
"So what did you want to talk about?"
He asked.
Okay Katara, you have only one chance, take it easy.
"Sorry if it's a bit personal, but are you an earth bender by any chance?"
She expected him to hide it, or at least be uncomfortable with being an earth bender on a fire nation ship, but he openly admitted it.
"Yes, a sand bender at the start."
"Really? Aren't you feeling oppressed being around so many fire soldiers?"
Katara asked with a surprised tone.
"Also, what's 'sand'?"
The big guy snorted at that, saying something about a DeJa'Vu.
"Just imagine hot snow."
Mi-Dved said.
"And why should I feel oppressed?"
"What do you mean? You're with the same people who are waging war on your homeland and your people, there is no way you feel normal with them."
Katara asked in confusion.
"What do you mean? I have no homeland nor people."
"Don't be stupid, of course I mean the earth kingdom. You know, the nation that is being assaulted by the fire nation as we speak. What about your duty to the earth king?"
Katara couldn't believe that someone could be this dumb, maybe he really was all muscle and no brain.
"Why should I care about the earth kingdom? Or some fat man who never once even lifted his finger for me and mine?"
"But you're an earth bender!"
Katara said, not believing what she was hearing.
"So?"
"So you're suppose to be on the earth kingdom's side and fight against the fire nation!"
"Why?"
"Because it's how things are suppose to be! Water benders are with the water tribes, earth benders are with the earth kingdom and fire benders are with the fire nation!"
Katara didn't understand how it could be any other way, it was against everything she was taught and believed in. She grew only more frustrated as Mi-Dved shook his head from side to side.
"I don't know what they were telling you, but the world is way bigger than that. Do you think that there aren't men and women who are more loyal to the coin?"
"Then that's what you are?"
Katara said disappointingly.
"A mercenary who cares more about his pockets then his nation?"
"Ha! There is hardly a nation for me to care for. Besides, while the pay is good it's hardly why I follow Zuko. Do you know how we met?"
"At a backdoor room inside of a shady bar?"
Sokka talked for the first time in the meeting.
"That would have been my first guess too, but no."
Mi-Dved nodded at his fellow male.
"Believe it or not, I was captured and enslaved by pirates after the boat my sister and I were on sank in a storm. Zuko came after a few weeks or so, defeated the pirates and released me in the process."
Sokka and her listened closely.
"But that wasn't why I decided to follow him. When we met, he offered me a deal. I will be one of his henchmen, and he in return will help me look after my lost sister."
"And you excepted."
Her brother said.
"Yes. I expected him to milk in dry as long as possible, but no, the first thing he did was plan how to find my sister. I wouldn't bore you with the details, but after fighting our way through a spirit possessed swamp, escaping what must be the biggest eel in the world and unavailing an island wide conspiracy, we finally found my sister."
"And then he threatened to harm her if you don't continue to follow him, right?"
Katara said with a little hope in her voice to prove that she was right about the prince. A hope that was quickly dashed.
"Nope, he allowed us to leave in peace. That's when I Decided that he's a leader worth following."
She and her brother stayed silent, not fully comprehending a situation where not only the fire nation weren't the bad guys, but actually the good guys. For the people of the water tribe in was a paradox in the last century.
Mi-Dved sighed and broke them from their silence.
"Look, I may be a brut, but I'm not stupid. I know what you're trying to do. So hear me out, as one motherless child to another, the world is much bigger and much more confusing then you know. Friends today are enemies tomorrow and the opposite. In truth, you have very few people who you can unconditionally depend on, do whatever you can for them and for you. Something, it means to do things that you would have never thought to do."
The big man then got up and went to the door.
"Wait!"
Sokka called and Mi-Dved halted.
"How do you know about our mother?"
"You have the same look Zuko ,my sister and I have whenever we look at the mirror."
He left the water siblings to their thoughts.
"Well look at that, now this is something you don't see every day~"
Bumi, king of Omashu, the most powerful earth bender alive and full-time old coot (the last one was his favorite achievement), looked at all the airships that were above his beloved city.
When he first had been told about machines that make people fly, he had a laughing fit. He also sent said man to a vacation because he thought the poor fellow was starting to get infected with his own craziness.
When other reports came about supply lines being destroyed from the air, he was understandably less amused. Who would have thought that he would live to see the end of the air nomads and their replacement. He ideally wondered when all benders would be replaced by soulless machines, and all humans afterwards.
"Well the least they could do was giving us a little shade if they already coming from above, how inconsiderate. What says you, Flopsie?"
The named gorilla goat let out a noise that the deranged king took as agreement.
"You're highness, it would have been better if they didn't come in at all."
His head of the guards commented.
"Yeah, your probably right."
Bumi concurred.
Hey, he may be crazy, but at least he knows when someone is right.
The guards and their king looked up to see an "eye" descending towards them. The fire nation was on time as usual, he swore he had hourglasses less precise.
"Well, let's meet the next firecracker who thinks that he can take this old man!"
The eye continued to descend and his dear Flopsie was starting to eye it like a new toy.
Ha! Eye! Damn, he was a genius.
Anyway, there were three men. Two bodyguard on each side and a man that had to be the commander of the hour. And damn, he looked strange.
The man, well if someone in his late teens could be called a man, had a big head. No, literally his forehead was twice as tall as a regular one. There must be some brain under his black hair.
He was also extremely pale. Bumi have seen some pale people, but damn the guy was pale. With the blood rad irises, Bumi figured the kid must be an albino.
"Hello gentlemen."
The kid said in an elegant tone.
"I presume you are the king of this fine city, Bumi?"
"Sure am! That's why I wear this fancy crown!"
Bumi said as he pointed at said thing.
"Can't say the same thing to you."
He said as he cleaned his ear with his finger.
"You kinda have me in a disadvantage here."
"Quite, I apologize for that. I'm commander Thrawn, the leader of those fine airships."
The now named commander introduced himself.
"Thrawn, Thrawn… When have I heard it before… Ah!"
Bumi suddenly remembered after hitting his head enough times.
"You're that little firecracker who gives Fong such a hard time! Does he have a bone to pick with you or what."
"He is a capable commander, even if he has the notion to expose his flanks for a more aggressive assault."
"Now then!"
Bumi clapped his hands.
"What do we own the pleasure of your company?"
"Why your delivery system is fascinating, truly a work of art. Unfortunately, I'm here for work. You are to surrender the city and your crown, unconditionally."
"Sorry, my legs are just telling me it's not the right time, you know?"
And they did, Bumi learned to trust his gut feelings and listen to the earth, it told him that he needed to keep the city standing to wait for something. What it was, he had no idea, only that he would know when time came and that he needed to keep the city free.
"I see…"
Thrawn said.
"In that case, you do understand thar things are going to get… violent."
"HA! As if nobody tried that before!"
Bumi laughed.
"Listen up kid, see those walls there? Only Ba Sing Se can brag about bigger ones. It will take much more than the airships you have to take them down. Now beat it before I beat you, you're trapped here with your men outside the walls."
The two bodyguards were preparing for battle, but Thrawn stopped them with a sign of his hand.
"I'm afraid you are the one mistaken, king of Omashu. My men aren't trapped outside your walls, they are in a safe place while I can target earth kingdom civilians without risking fire nation casualties."
The young commander said as the green wearing people around him grew more and more concerned.
"And to show that my intentions are genuine…"
Thrawn made some kind of sign with his hand and the airships started to rain fire upon the innocents.
"And please don't try anything, I gave explicit orders for the bombardment to continue indefinitely should I be unable to return to my post."
Thrawn added as he saw that some of the earth guards, and even Bumi, started to walk towards him.
"Now your surrender please."
Bumi looked at the carnage his city suffers. Mad as he is, the screaming got even to him. it wasn't long before he finally made his choice.
"Fine! I surrender, take this stupid thing!"
Bumi threw his crown at Thrawn's feet as the commander made another sign, after which the airships stopped their bombardment almost at once.
"Now please drink this."
The conqueror pulled a little bottle out of his pocket.
"It's a potion for Komodo rhino breeders. The liquid in this quantity is enough to make one such beast sleep for a day, enough to move even the wildest of such beasts around. It should be just enough to get you acquainted with your new room; I assure you that you will have plenty of view."
Bumi grumbled but had no choice but to do as he was told. Once he drank the entire bottle, he suddenly felt dizzy and black consumed his vision.
When he woke up from his slumber, he suddenly felt very off. It had nothing to do with the fact that he was completely covered in metal (bar his face), he didn't feel the earth at all. Only when he looked out of the window did he see why.
The window showed him his beloved city, only he was a thousand feet or so above the pick of the highest point.
With no connection to the earth, his earth bending was nullified. He was in no control over the situation, he didn't think that they will actually put him in a prison he can't escape at any given moment.
"Damn…"
AN
And this is the end of chapter 24
hope you liked the chapter!
Chapter 26: Chapter 25
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 24
"Come abord! Ship sails in five minutes!"
The men called as passengers went into the ship. Only this wasn't any regular ship, oh no, this was one of the newly constructed airships by the up and rising "Loban" industries. It was one of the few civilian airships in the world, there were no more than a hundred so far.
Those airships were part of a program to connect the many islands of the fire nation. Many people were rightfully skeptical at first but grew more secured after they heard about the numerous tales about their contribution to the army, chief among them about how the prince used an even less secured version of the airships to end piracy in the southern fire sea and the recent hunt of the hundred.
The airship line was going once an hour between the closest islands to the capital and comparing to ships, the airship could fly at least three times as fast. Adding to the view and the straight line of flight, it quickly became a hit.
Another interesting side effect of the airship, or rather a result quickly capitalized by the prince, was the school airships. The fast form of transportation allowed faraway villages to gain access to the major settlements.
This caused the parents to send their children to school, who for logistical reasons couldn't before. This was made much easier by the new line of airships whose entire purpose was to get the children to school and back.
Of course, every airship on that line of work was marked by yellow color and had an image of the very prince who made the entire thing possible.
Some money was gained on the side as all kinds of working places paid for their representation on the sides of the airship.
The airship stations, new constructions designed specifically to port the new machines, were filled with merchandise as well since they quickly became some of the most visited places in their respective settlement.
Much of the merchandise was made from the new materials designed by the Loban company, this "plastic". The most common trinkets were small figurines of the various figures of the culture of the fire nation, be they folklore, political or military leaders, or even some special sites and places.
They were dirt cheap, and figurines of the same kind looked so much alike that it was almost impossible to see a difference. This made them spread far and wide across the fire nation and even the colonies.
One of the most common figurines was that of the fire prince. Actually, whenever you looked at the street, you could see his face if you looked hard enough. Toys, posters, you name it.
And that pissed Azula off.
She was on her way from the academy for noble girls and tried those airships to have a look at the work of her brother, that's how she ended up on board one of those airships.
And her two henc-friends, her two friends were with her.
"Oh! Look Azula, you can see the academy from here! It looks so small~"
Ty Lee is of noble blood and went with her to the academy. She had a very… cheerful attitude that made many people like her, combined with her looks she had no trouble socializing. Azula took interest in her for another reason, however.
In addition to her noble status, Ty Lee was also a professional chi-blocker. Meaning, she was extremely good acrobatic and fighter. She could nullify bending for a time with a few well-placed strikes, which was the main reason Azula kept her close and under her thumb.
"Yes Ty Lee, things do tend to look smaller when they are far."
The ever-grumpy Mai answered her acrobatic friend.
Mai was the extreme opposite of Ty Lee. When Ty Lee was cheerful Mai was moody, when Ty Lee was social Mai was a loner, when Ty Lee was an open book Mai was in control of her emotions. Part of Azula had Mai close only to balance Ty Lee's personality.
The real reason she keeps Mai close, however, is her quick mastery of new things. Mai was a miracle worker with knives, shives and everything that required skill and elegance rather than strength.
"Come on Mai, aren't you at least a bit excited? I mean look at us, we're flying for Agni's sake. People couldn't do it ever since the air benders went boop."
"It's not like we do anything besides sit and look, if we were actually driving the thing then maybe."
Mai retorted.
Ty Lee pouted and looked out of the window.
"Hey, Azula, isn't that Zuko's face again?"
Ty Lee pointed at a nearby passing airship. Indeed, it was another school airship and her brother's face was painted at the side of said airship. He was drawn like some kind of a hero on the way to his next adventure and nor like the failure she knew he was. Even the scar was made look like some kind of trophy of hard-fought battles and not a punishment for Zuko's cowardness.
"Yes, I noticed…"
Azula said in an annoyed tone.
With his face basically plastered everywhere, it was impossible for her to bring her brother back to the sidelines again. And if that wasn't enough, his positive reputation made him somehow desirable to the other girls at the academy.
Some of the more suicidal ones even went to her asking to put a good word to Zuko for them. Needless to say, they soon learned the error of their ways.
Even her fire bending lessons, her safe heaven from the outside world, were ruined as her mentors praised her brother for his innovative fire bending. She was now in a race against the clock to master lighting bending so she would be the youngest lightning bender in history and surpass her improved brother in something.
Never mind, she already has a plan in motion. She needed to figure out how her brother got this rich sack of fat Loban on his side, and how the businessman became from a relatively successful one to the richest in the span of months.
For that, she managed to secure a meeting with Loban. She will interrogate him and convince him about who is the better sibling to be with. Once she has him under her thumb, it will be her face that is everywhere for all to see.
But she needed to play her cards right, one move could make or break the entire operation. And as much as she hates to admit it, Loban simply became too rich and powerful to simply be ordered around.
In any case she will get a much-needed information, wither the talk will go well or not.
"Say Mai, how it's going for your father in his auditions?"
Ty Lee asked their stoic friend.
Agni, with Zuko all over the place, she forgot about Omashu.
After news reached about the insanely quick conquest of the last and most fortified stronghold of the western side of the earth kingdom, and you can be sure that caused a commotion, there was a competition about who's to govern the new colony.
Mai's father was one of the main competitors and had a solid chance to win. This means that Mai will be forced to move to the colonies and away from Azula, a loss of a valuable asset.
A part of Azula was sad for some other unknown reason, but because she didn't understand it, she ignored it.
"He's doing fine. Most likely to win."
Mai said in the same monotonous tone as if she was talking about dried paint on the wall and not the possible governance of the greatest city in the western side of the continent.
Ty Lee visibly pouted.
"But it means that you'll be far away! It wouldn't be the three of us anymore…"
Mai gave no visible reaction.
"Five minutes to land!"
The voice of the pilot, (or co-pilot?), told them.
Good grief, it couldn't come soon enough. She didn't know how longer she could take it!
"The prince is calling for you, he's waiting in his room."
One of the soldiers told Katara as she and Sokka finished eating dinner. With little choice, she followed the soldier towards Zuko's chamber.
Sokka tailed them as well, not wanting to leave her on her own. If the soldier had any problems with that, he said nothing.
When they reached the door, the soldier knocked three times.
"Miss Katara and company."
"Let them in."
They heard Zuko's voice calling from the inside.
The soldier opened for them the door and the two water tribe teens went inside.
They saw the prince sitting at a table and a generous dinner with a medium sized bowl of water next to him. When he saw them, he addressed the soldier.
"Thank you Lang, you are relieved from your duty. Please close the door on your way out."
"My lord."
The soldier named Lang saluted Zuko and closed the door.
There was silence before Zuko spoke again.
"Please, have a sit. Are you hungry?"
"Arr… we're fine, thanks."
Sokka said As Zuko shrugged his shoulders.
"Suite yourself."
"So why are we here?"
Katara finally said.
"For your water bending lessons."
That confused her.
"But I didn't agree to help you."
"True."
Zuko said calmly.
"It's more to show you that I can indeed teach you, as well as a test to know what I'm going to work with."
He pointed then at the bowl of water.
"You said that you feel the connection but cant materialize it, right? Do you feel something from this bowl?"
Katara closed her eyes and constrained.
"I... I feel the water, but every time I try to reach for it, it's just… not moving with me."
"I see…"
Zuko nodded deep in thinking.
"Did you try to push and pull?"
He said after a minute.
"Push… and pull?"
She was confused, a glance to her right proved that Sokka was confused as well.
"I see."
Zuko said.
"Sit, we'll talk about some theory before practice."
The two sat and Zuko started his lecture.
"What do you know about the origin of water bending?"
He asked and Katara answered.
"The moon gave and taught the first water benders how to bend."
"Actually it's some lion turtle, but yes. The first water benders were taught how to bend by the moon, and how it manipulated the ocean to make the tides."
"The moon is pulling and pushing the ocean. This move, this pull and push, is the base of all water bending. Look."
Zuko then moved to the bowl and raised one side of it, just a hair width, and put it back as it was before.
"Feel the water, feel how they are pushing and pulling to return to their original state."
She looked, she sensed, she felt how the water was in constant dance of push and pull, push and pull, forward and backward, forward and backward.
"Mimic their movement."
Katara didn't even notice that Zuko said something, her body followed the instructions on its own. It's as if she was being governed by some instinct.
"Good, feed the flow with your movements . Think that you're pushing and pulling the water to keep the symphony."
Her hands followed automatically with the movements. Push and pull, push and pull, she was moving with the same rhyme as the water. She felt the connection getting stronger, she felt how the water was moving with her.
"Now apply more power to the push and pull, give the water more energy."
She did as he said, she fed her movements more power. She felt the water moving with more force until…
In a splash, the water broke free from their container, like a tidal wave going above a tide breaker.
The sudden change broke her out of her trance.
"I- what?"
She asked in confusion.
"Congratulations."
Zuko said.
"You just water bended the water out of the bowl completely on purpose."
"I did? Yes, I did!"
She couldn't believe it, she actually water bended! Her lifelong dream (as short as her life was) was achieved in minutes.
"Do you remember what you felt when you did your water bending?"
"I… yes, yes, I do."
"Good, now use the same feeling to bring the water back to the bowl. Try redirecting the push a little upward."
She did as he told. It took some time, but after a few tries the water was all inside the bowl.
"I did it!"
She shouted in excitement as Zuko clapped his hands. Even Sokka had a look of pride in his eyes.
Zuko sat at the table.
"I don't know about you, but I think that this is a cause for celebration. Dig in."
Zuko said as he casually took off the helmet.
The water siblings didn't raise any objection this time and ate to their heart's content. It was only after a few bits that Katara noticed that Zuko took off his helmet and couldn't help but let out a small shocked yelp.
Her brother looked at her in concern and followed her gaze, he held a shocked expression as well. To his credit, he didn't yelp.
When she thought of what face the prince of the fire nation would have (not that she thought of that often, just something that rose once or twice when she was bored), she imagined a few possibilities.
He could have a handsome face, one to seduce his victims and hide his ugly personality. Another option was that he was ugly beyond belief, a pig-like face to show exactly what's hiding inside.
She didn't expect the two guesses to be somewhat right. Zuko was indeed not bad to look at from one side (not that she'll ever admit it even to the mirror), but the other side of his face was deformed by a horrible scar that looked suspiciously like a burn.
He was a mix of her expectations, like he had been since he showed up here.
Zuko looked at them in confusion until his hand reached his face, by chance touching his scar.
"Oh…"
He said as he pulled back his helmet over his head.
"I'm sorry you had to see that."
There was an awkward silence afterwards.
"You can ask, you know."
Zuko finally said. He somehow managed to eat with his mask on, the food pieces just small enough to enter the obscured slit in his helmet.
"We don't want to bring any…"
Her brother started saying, but Zuko waved him off.
"It's fine, I got used to it."
"So how…"
She started asking, not sure how to continue.
"How did I get my scar?"
She nodded.
"It was a lesson, a reminder for my behavior."
"What? Why? What could you possibly have done to deserve this?"
Katara asked.
"I spoke out of turn in a war meeting and challenged some general to an Agni Kai."
"Okay… and is this really something that horrible?"
Katara was confused, she didn't understand how this was a reason to burn someone alive. But she also wasn't from the fire nation, they really are monsters after all.
"I disrespected the fire lord in front of the generals. And then before the entire court at the Agni Kai."
"Bark!"
Katara and Sokka jumped at the sudden noise.
"My prince, my we come in?"
A girl's voice was heard through the door.
"Sure, come in."
Zuko called.
As the door opened a black shape quickly sprinted towards the fire prince. Zuko rose from his sit to catch it, only to fall as said shape knocked him to the ground.
To Katara's confusion, instead of being afraid or enraged, Zuko only chuckled.
"Ok, ok, I missed you too."
When the figure stopped moving at the speed of an arrow, Katara finally got a good look at it.
The animal had pitch black fur with a wiggling fluffy tail. It had blood-rad eyes that seemed to glow a little and she couldn't help but notice the sharp teeth and claws.
It had the head of a dog, the body of a dog and the tail… of a dog? She had never seen an animal like that before, then again, all she knew was this little forgotten corner of the world so that's not saying much.
"Is this… a dog?"
Sokka asked the question she had in mind.
"A hellhound actually, his name is Xing."
Said the girl who entered the room, and Katara couldn't help but give her all the attention.
The girl was… beautiful, to say the least. She had the tan of someone who spends a healthy amount of time under the sun, but not too much. Long raven haired that had a flower in the front, and deep hazel eyes.
Her dress was also interesting. In was a green and rad dress with accents of sand brown. It hugged her figure very well and Katara suddenly felt very self conscious for some reason.
The girl elegantly stepped her way in their direction.
"I'm very sorry about Xing, my prince. He just missed you very much."
Katara noticed from her corner of the eye that Sokka had his eyes glued at the new girl and his mouth hand a little open, spit coming from it. She stabbed her elbow in his ribs to snap him out of it.
"No problems. Who's a good boy? You are, yes you are~"
Katara had a hard time to imagine that this was the prince of evil. The scene of a boy and his pet was just too serene.
"Oh, before I forget. Jasmine, Sokka and Katara of the water tribe. Soka, Katara, Jasmine, our local herbalist and medic."
The three greeted each other, even if it was clear that Sokka was trying to pull moves.
"Well then, better prepare for tomorrow, we leave at dawn after all. Have a good night."
Zuko said as Jasmine said a goodbye.
And like that, she and Sokka left the prince's room once more.
"Where did he even get that thing?"
Sokka asked no one in particular.
"From what I understand, the prince saved little Xing when it was still a little cub, Xing became his loyal pet ever since."
The girl, Jasmine, explained.
"From what I gathered, they had to deal with some swamp monster as well."
"That what Mi-Dved said!"
Sokka added his two bits.
"Yes, he was there as well."
Jasmine agreed.
As they began to walk, Sokka flirted without a stop with Jasmine. It made Katara uncomfortable, but as the only male after puberty in the entire south pole Sokka had very little interactions with girls his age, so she supposed she could turn a blind eye this one time.
Jasmine also took it rather well. It was clear to Katara that the other girl had experience with unwanted attention.
Oh well, since Jasmine has been working for Zuko for some time, maybe she knows a few things about him.
"Say, Jasmine…"
"Yes?"
"Do you know by any chance what happened to Zuko? I mean how he…"
Katara didn't know how to breach the subject without bringing up the scar.
"You mean how he got half of his face burnt off?"
Katara nodded.
"Don't know the exact details, only thing I know is that it happened a little over n year ago. He went to a war meeting vocally disagreed to some general who wanted to sacrifice fresh meat and went to a fire dule named Agni Kai."
"Then his father took the general's place and burnt Zuko across the face. Then cast him out on a fool's errand to never return."
"Wait, his dad did this?!"
Katara couldn't believe what she was hearing. The most her father did was yell at her when she walked out alone after dark. To think that a father could do something like that to his own son…
The fire lord really was the biggest monster of all, she couldn't help but feel pity for Zuko.
A look to her side showed that her brother didn't take it so well himself.
If anything, their walk became much more quiet.
Zuko was outside with the rest of the men, they traveled the south pole for days. They already have shown signs of tiredness and that they really should find shelter soon.
'How much?'
"Another hour of walk, no more."
'It's better be. We'll all be dead otherwise.'
Zuko retorted.
He used his fire bending to keep temperature bearable around him, the other fire benders tried the same with varying success. It wasn't long before their chi would run out though, and when that happens the cold will take them all.
'Are you sure that this workshop is worth it?'
"Absolutely. It contains all kinds of prototypes of the overlords before you. Imagine Wan Shi Tong's library, but a bit smaller and much more practical."
Sai said.
'Any surprises I should be aware about? Security systems that may kill us all?'
"Any security system had long since run out of power. You should be aware of the frost centipedes however, they love the relative warmth of the workshop. After all those years they have most likely made a nest there."
'And how much of a threat they are?'
Zuko imagined worms the size of Xing at most, not pleasant at all when swarmed, but manageable all the same with enough fire power.
"The small ones, yes, they are as you imagine. The older ones can reach the size of a komodo-rhino with enough food. They also don't stop growing, so the really old ones can rival a dragon in size."
Sai showed images of the creatures as it spoke. Needless to say, Zuko was more than a little concerned.
The centipedes had a pale body, they had thick armor plates on their back and a mean looking maw with disproportionately large mandates. Zuko noticed that like the shirshu, those things had no eyes. Which he supposed was expected, as they lived underground.
Sai showed him various, all too real, pictures of the creatures and their variations. From the larvae that hatched in a corpse of an undefined prey, to a centipede strangling a penguin seal like a snake, to a massive creature that burst from the ground and swallowed one of the large carnivorous beasts of the south in one bite.
'Oh… So that's why you insisted on that many explosives.'
"Yes. There may also be a spirit guardian around here, but they shouldn't be too close. My donor's presence makes them nauseous. I would be extremely surprised if they aren't in a slumber, if they are at all here."
'So that was the reason for the salt then, it hurts spirits.'
"Yes , it should give us enough time for you to place me on a control panel and for the defense systems to reactivate."
Their conversation was cut to a halt after a while as Mi-Dved came and asked Zuko about their progress.
"How farther, boss? I don't think that I can take it much longer."
As expected, the desert dweller didn't do well in the south pole. Even with all the fur he had on, Mi-Dved was clearly freezing. A look at the center of the group told him that Jasmine wasn't faring any better.
Rubbed from her personal heat pillow, Xing preferred to be around Zuko in the front, Jasmine was dependent on the heat from the fire benders around her. She seems to be regretting a few of her life choices.
'I will make it up to the two of them later.'
"The workshop has more then enough toys for them to enjoy. Besides, you're all in luck, the entrance is near."
Sai then showed Zuko some point in the ice.
"Perfect timing, Mi-Dved. HULT!"
The men stopped.
"We reached the point, prepare the drill!"
Each man had some part of a drill to share the burden, they couldn't bring the mounts for this trip. After they combined all the parts of the drill and it was fully operational, the drill was above the point that Sai showed.
It was bent in 45 degrees and had a big rock that Mi-Dved used to push the drill down. In a little time, they were already meters deep and felt the cold slowly but surely going away.
Zuko used this opportunity to talk to the man.
"Alright, listen up! As you can probably feel, it gets warmer. After a while, we'll be deep enough to escape the cold of the pole completely."
Some of his men cheered, none more than Jasmine.
"As I told in the debrief before, we are after a workshop of the same civilization that created my helmet. In a few hours, we will be deep enough to enter one of the side tunnels. From there, the helmet will guide us to the treasure room."
"Be wary, though. From what I understand, there may be an insect infestation down there, and not the small kind of insects, to prepare your weapons once we rich the tunnel and be vigilant."
One of the soldiers raised his hand in question.
"Yes?"
"How big are the insects? And are they venomous?"
"Good question. I can't say for sure about the size but expected to see them eye to eye."
He said as the men (and Jasmine) grew more concerned.
"As for the venom, we brought enough antidotes with us. That doesn't mean that you shouldn't avoid being bitten at all costs. We have a finite number after all."
The work itself took a few hours, soon the tunnel itself became so deep that light didn't reach them. They used fire bending to keep some light, they had to be careful and use moderately to save as much oxygen as they could.
Finally, the drill hit air and crashed into the floor with a load sound.
"Well, so much for going unnoticed. Not that there was any real chance to begin with."
"Move out and prepare for battle."
Zuko said as he jumped through the hole.
He landed rather gracefully on the ground, it helped that Sai could see in the dark, and created a light for the others to follow.
One by one, the men quickly fell from the hole and joined formation. Jasmine was the last to join as she was the most vulnerable in the group.
"It's warm here."
She couldn't help but point it out.
"It's nearly completely sealed from the outside, so the cold from above stays out as well."
Zuko explained.
"With enough heat sources it's not impossible for warm springs to form and create a warm atmosphere. The heat is concerning, however."
"Why?"
Mi-Dved asked.
"Because the heat may come for different reasons."
His uncle said.
"When a room is humid, it's mostly because either the warming machinations are at work, or that there are many people in it. In any case we are not alone here."
"Now the only thing is to know if it's because there are still people here to keep the system working, or that the infestation reached critical mess. Does the helmet have any answers?"
"All facilities are offline. I also detect multiple heat signatures, the second option is more probable."
'But aren't bugs cold blooded?'
"They aren't bugs, but to answer your question they do emit heat. Every action in the body releases a small amount of energy, which transfers to heat. Meaning, as long as a creature moved in any way not to long ago, I can detect it with heat vision."
"The second one. Now keep your light always on and stay together, those things see in the dark much better than you and me. Formation Delta and go."
The men formed around him a triangular formation with Jasmine and Iroh in the middle. Mi-Dved was in the back, as his bigger frame and thicker armor made it a bit difficult to see behind him. It also gave him the best chance to counter any surprise attack from behind, or at least the best chance of survival.
Zuko led the group onward to the darkness. All around them, they could hear critter noises, like many small legs moving together. It was good that the men knew about the danger beforehand so they didn't panic as much as they could, not that the knowledge gave them any comfort.
Here and there they could spot for a fraction of e second the many legged tale of a centipede before it disappears into the darkness.
As they continued their tracks, they saw that the boneless creatures became larger and larger. If before the fragments they saw were belonged to a foot long centipede, now it could have been easily belonged to a man sized one.
"Watch out, they will become more daring from this point."
Sai warned him.
"Watch your steps. The bigger they are, the more aggressive they become."
Zuko warned his crew in turn.
Not a minute after that, Sai warned him of a fast-moving object. Without fail, Zuko blasted it and was rewarded with a blood chilling screech of the dying animal. It burnt corpse plain for all to see.
"Boldy hell…"
"Look at this thing…"
"And that's supposed to be one of the smaller ones?"
Obviously, his men didn't take to well the sight of the creature.
"Knock it off, all of you. Why are you crying over a dead bug? You didn't even lift a finger to kill it!"
Lieutenant Jee took command of his men.
"Now man up and move in formation! Angi knows we faced deadlier enemies than some mindless animal."
The men fell in line, and they moved once again.
As Sai said, the centipedes became only bigger and more aggressive. By now they killed a few dozens of those things but is seemed like there was no stop to the creatures. The men were on edge as well as while Zuko had the advantage of seeing the threat beforehand, the rest of the crew could only notice the danger when it came to the light of their fire balls and torches.
There were more than a few jump scares that would have ended with more than one dead body. Fortunately, Zuko warned in advance about an incoming enemy before it was too late. True, more then a few men had wounds here and there from the sharp legs and teeth, but a quick patch up and an antidote injection by Jasmine saved them from the worst of it.
They were now camping at a spot they found. Using the dead bodies of the centipedes as timber, the fire should go on and keep them warm and safe at night. They placed the fire in a circle around them to keep the centipedes away. At first, the men weren't sure if a fire can keep away an insect two times their height, but when seeing how scared one of the bigger was when it came close convinced them.
They decided to have turned at rest until everyone had their fill, it was hard to judge when it's day and when it's night when there is no sky above them. Besides, one upside from the constant assault of the critters was that the crew no had more then enough food to keep the belly fill, after a good cooking of course. Jasmine made sure to disinfect the mean and the fire did the rest.
So now it was Zuko's turn to watch together with Mi-Dved. The two of them kept the fires fed and talked to each other to pass the time.
"It's weird, you know? I never thought that I would ever be in a situation like that."
The earth bender said.
"What, being in the south pole hundreds of meters underground fighting for your life with a prince against overgrown insects and any other unknown horrors?"
Zuko said with humor.
"Yes, that."
Mi-Dved deadpanned.
"But seriously, all this darkness around as and yet, there is so much life here."
"I would have liked it if there was much less life her, thank you very much."
Zuko said as Mi-Dved snorted.
"True. But you will never see things like that anywhere else. When I was still a kid, I always dreamed about being an adventurer. To see the world and go on all kinds of adventures. Now though? It's like living a dream."
"Glad to hear because you will be forced to deal with all kinds of crazy things with me."
Mi-Dved snorted at that.
"Looking forward to it. So what's waiting for us there anyway? Treasure? Cool weapons?"
"Among other things, yes. This workshop was where the helmet was made, you know? Obviously, there are all kinds of interesting things here. But more importantly it has a special stone that can give us information about the avatar."
"Really"
"Yes, somewhere in the center of the workshop in one of the walls, stuck a stone that is an indicator to the nationality of the Avatar. It glows in different colors according to the bending arts the avatar masters. It somehow catches the energy from his spirit that he releases when bending and the stone shows the matching color brighter."
"It has a finite light to show all the time, so it distributes the light across the stones by the frequency of the kind of bending the avatar uses. This helps us determine the preferred style of the avatar and plan accordingly."
"And how the stones work?"
Mi-Dved asked in interest.
"Don't start."
Zuko sighed.
"The helmet tried to explain it when I asked, but all in did was a hole in my head."
"Did… did it talk to you? Like a person?"
Mi-Dved asked and Zuko swore in his mind.
"It's more like… like a well-trained slave that can talk but only when ordered to. It can answer my questions, even suggest solutions when not asked, but it's not a person, it has no soul."
"Hah…must be cool. Is it happy to be home again?"
'Sai?'
"I feel no emotion either way. I'm incapable of it, remember? This place, while bringing many memories, is in the end just a tool to further the end goal. Should an opportunity present itself, I would trade this place off without a second thought."
'Oh…'
"It says that it doesn't have feelings to begin with."
"Figures."
Mi-Dved said with a shrug.
"So what's the plan?"
"The helmet shows me the way to the control center, there it will tell us how to restart the security systems and end this infestation. Then the entire workshop will be ours to take."
"Sounds good to me."
Mi-Dved said as he watched the blackness that replaced the stars.
Once all the crew had their sleep, they continued with their track.
The fights grew harder and harder as the enemies grew bigger and bigger. Luckily, their opponents were dumb beasts that had no thoughts about something more complicated than "eat" "run" and "mate", or the crew would have been in serious trouble right now.
At last, after another hour or two of stumbling in the dark, they finally saw some light.
"Your highness, look!"
One of his men pointed at the light from the end of one of the corridors.
"Yes, we're close. After me."
The crew ran to the light and was greeted by something that left them speechless.
The corridor itself was big, big enough to be mistaken as something from the palace at home. It also had statues of warriors in armor on each side, problem was that each of them was twenty feet tall. They were made from same kind of black metal and looked as if they will go for patrol in any second.
'What are those?'
"Sential armors. They are part of the security system I was talking about."
If those things can indeed walk as guards, Zuko didn't doubt the effectiveness of those things. Only this corridor had dozens of them!
The other thing, that more warried Zuko, was the sheer number of giant centipedes. The walls were latterly crawling with them. There is no way that they get through it without using explosions.
"Our objective is on the other side, use the bombs to blast those things away. We must activate the security system, now."
The soldiers did as their prince told them and threw the bombs. Once the bombs exploded, the few centipedes that didn't die at the explosion that shook the ground ran away in fright. The statues didn't have even a scratch after the bombardment.
Zuko didn't wait for the others and ran, the rest followed him.
At the exit of the corridor, Zuko and the others saw what true infestation looked like. There were centipedes anywhere, crawling over each other because there was no land to crawl on. The average size of one of the creatures here was that of a Komodo rhino at the least.
"Agni have mercy…"
One of his men prayed.
"Blast them! Now!"
Zuko threw his explosions with the rest of the bombs. The animals quickly fled, fear filled their hearts from the load noise. Whoever ran toward their direction was very quickly taken care of by a bomb or a blast.
After a few minutes, there was no living centipede in the area, it was kind of anticlimactic really.
"That's it?"
Mi-Dved said.
"We should have done that from the start."
Zuko moved his head to the sides in denial.
"It worked out because we used all of our bombs her, but it isn't the only reason I held them back. Those animals see through vibrations, a big enough collateral earthquake will be seen as a challenge."
"For what?"
Mi-Dved asked confused.
Suddenly the ground shook, and it wasn't from their bombs.
From one of the corridors, emerged a colossal centipede. Almost as wide as the corridor itself (which was very wide). It rose up and was easily in the height of the swamp monster as in roared in challenge, the terrible sound echoing around the entire place.
"For that."
AN
And this is the end of chapter 25
hope you liked the chapter!
Chapter 27: Chapter 26
Chapter Text
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Chapter 26
"From that."
Zuko said as the centipede screeched for all to hear.
Sai warned him about the size those things could have, but the images didn't quite measure up with reality. The thing was wide enough to fit three Komodo rhinos from horn to tail. It had now risen to the height of a medium sized ship and kept going, he had the suspicion that most of the body was still out of view.
"Sweet mother of Agni!"
"The blast is this!"
"Where all dead!"
The men where in panic, and to be fair so was he.
'Sai! You said that those things could reach the size of a dragon, this thing is much larger than that!'
"It must be ancient, probably was one of the fist to get here after the systems were shut down. It means that this thing could very well be nearly three thousand years old, it could very well explain the size."
'I don't care how it got that big! How do we get rid of it?'
"Fire bending will do little good, even explosions will be of little help in damaging the thing. By my calculations the plate armor of this creature is over a foot at its thickest, and I assure you that the armor itself is no less durable than steel."
"Earth bending wouldn't work as well. This entire place is made from pure metal for this very reason, and the gathered dirt is not nearly enough to be effective."
'Why would you even make this?!'
"In case of a raid, but we hardly have the time for this discussion. Give me to Jasmine, she will be enough to bring me to the control center. Spread out and use the remaining explosives to confuse it and get its attention. It is only one creature, it can't give attention to all of you."
"Aim for the joints of its limbs, the mouth is to high and is to be avoided at any cost. Now move!"
"Jasmine, to me!"
"Y-yes?"
She came running as Zuko took off his helmet.
"Here, wear it. It will guide you to the control center and will show you what to do."
"B-but-"
"There is no time!"
Zuko yelled.
"Listen, Xing will guard you from whatever may come your way, but you must go, you will be much safer that way."
"I-"
Zuko put both his hands on her shoulders.
"Jasmine, we can't kill that thing on our own without at least half of us dead, and we need every fighter here. Only you are available, we can't do it without you."
Jasmine was still scared, both of the monster and of being left alone. So, without a thought, Zuko just put the helmet on her head. The visor shined briefly, so Zuko figured Sai was showing Jasmine the way.
"Now Go!"
At his command, the girl started running. Xing hot on her heals.
Zuko faced his men now.
"Men! Spread out and don't let it concentrate! Use the bombs on the joints to distract it! We buy enough time until Jasmine restarts the security system!"
Not looking back, he jetted towards the beast.
The thing didn't seem to notice Zuko as he flew around it, the vibration vision this thing has must apply only to anything that touches the ground. Now that he thought of it, this was really like how Toph saw things. Does it mean that the centipedes are bogger Toph? Or is it the other way around and Toph is a little centipede? They had the same appetite, that's for sure.
Funny where your brain could go when you're about to die.
Anyway, he blasted one of the joints near the head. Apparently, the creature felt something, because it wailed in rage and bashed its head in the direction it thought the blast came from. It continued in that direction until it hit the wall, hard.
It shook its head from side to side, as if to shake dizziness, but if it felt something then it only grew more enraged.
An immense fire beam was shot at the center of the creature's body that was in the air. It was none other than his uncle, who showed everyone that "the dragon of the west" wasn't just a title. The fire stream his uncle shot from his mouth wouldn't have shamed a real dragon, even the giant centipede felt it as it screeched in pain.
For all his laziness and overall appearance, uncle Iroh was still one of the strongest fire benders alive.
The monarch centipede wasn't to be underestimated as well, however. The animal was ancient and had a few tricks up its sleeves.
It smashed its head to the floor a few times, creating shockwaves through the ground. Those animal made earthquakes were enough to make uncle lose his balance and disrupt the flame. The apex centipede went for the kill and dashed towards uncle Iroh, who was still regaining his senses, in a speed that defied its size.
Out of desperation, Zuko yelled and threw a series of blasts near the head of the beast, but it barely made the thing move aside a little. Only a timely earth bended axe from Mi-Dved, that caught Iroh and pushed him out of danger saved his uncle's life.
Not even a minute and already their most powerful warrior was nearly killed. Zuko prayed for Agni that Jasmine would hurry up with the security system, and that it would be enough to take care of this thing.
"Gran-Gran, what should I do?"
Katara and Sokka told their grandma about everything that happened, from the moment Zuko arrived, to the moment he left with his men to search in the frozen tundra. To say that their grandmother was concerned would be an underestimation.
Not only did the fire nation return to the south, but the entire greenhouse was exposed as a poisoned fruit. Kanna thought at first that maybe it was a honey trap to lure the village, but decided against it, the people there were far too surprised to meet the water tribe.
But that wasn't the only reason for concern, far from it. Apparently, the fire prince himself came all the way here and discovered her granddaughter's water bending, it was a miracle that he didn't take her right then and there.
No, instead he came with something perhaps even more diabolical. He lured her little granddaughter with a promise to teach her water bending. She would have scuffed at the idea of a fire bender teaching water bending, if it wasn't exactly what happened.
She guesses that even in her old age she can still be surprised.
But that raised an even bigger question, how did the fire prince know enough to teach an untrained bender? No amount of battles against water benders will give it to him.
The answer became clearer as she thought deeper about it. The fire nation had taken many water benders captive, it's not too unrealistic for the prince to get information on his enemies through them.
But that raised another question, why not force them instead? Surely even an old but experienced water bender is better than a young novice with no training. What did he want from her granddaughter, what more was the prince hiding?
Sure, he told her grandchildren about his hunt, but that can't be the only reason. He could hire bounty hunters well enough, and unlike the young ones, she had no delusion that there are some water benders who have a price tag for their art.
Then she remembered what the prince said about her son, that he would make Hakoda return one way or another. Suddenly everything was clear.
It was obvious that the fire nation has its eyes on the south. And now that they can actually gain something from this frozen land, they plan to colonize it.
The prince will bring her son home, of that she was sure. Be it by force or by trickery, Hakoda will have no choice but to return once he hears about the greenhouse.
And once her son gets back, the prince will already have both Sokka and Katara hostage. Hakoda will have little choice but to comply. It was truly the work of a mastermind, it nullifies every achievement the water tribe warriors gained all over the years in one action.
On the other hand, a single word from the prince will have Katara taken away, maybe even for good. Should she except, she may have at least some degree of freedom.
And the hunt for the avatar…
"A difficult decision indeed… tell me, how honest does the prince look to you?"
"As honest as the fire nation can get, but that doesn't say much."
Sokka answered before rubbing his head.
"But to be fair, he didn't lie or do anything to us. La knows he could."
"Hmm…"
Kanna rubbed her chin.
"From what you told me, he was banished from his nation and even scared by his own father, correct?"
"Yes, after they went we asked around. Apparently Zuko disagreed with some general about sacrificing new troops and acted very unprincely and it ended in a dual. In the last moment Zuko discovered that he had to fight his own father and refused to, the fire lord scared and banished him because of that."
Katara explained.
"Terrible, truly terrible…"
Kanna shook her head.
It was truly ironic that the most "civilized" nation, who bragged about everyone else being barbarians, had her own ruler acted in such barbarism.
"Then at least we can assume that there is some resentment between father and son, maybe we can use it. Have he spoken about his view on the war?"
She asked her grandchildren.
"It, am… it never came up…"
Katara played with her hands.
"Sokka, what about you? You two boys are of the same age, aren't you? Maybe you can shed more light."
She asked her grandson.
"Well… Like Katara said, we didn't talk too much about it. But from what I've seen he was very… calm."
"Calm?"
Kanna raised an eyebrow at her grandson's reply.
"What do you mean by that?"
"He doesn't want to fight everyone and everything, uncharacteristically considerate and from asking around… He just doesn't act like a prince of a warmonger nation bent on world domination should."
"And you think that he can be convinced to stop the war? Or at least hold a ceasefire?"
Her grandson shook his shoulders at her question.
"I have no idea."
Kanna sighed.
"And about this… quest. What are his chances? Do you think the prince will find the avatar at long last?"
Her grandchildren looked at each other before looking back at her.
"I… I don't know. On one hand, I want the avatar to return and end the wat. On the other hand, knowing Zuko's intentions… and the mercies of his father…"
Katara said as Sokka continued.
"No one had ever found the avatar after a hundred years, but also no one had managed to grow vegetables in the pole. So if anything, he has the best chance."
"He also already had dealings with spirits."
Katara added.
"Oh?"
Kanna asked with interest.
"Pray tell."
To which her granddaughter obliged.
"Apparently, he got the plans for the green house from a spirit of knowledge. At a terrible price, from what I heard."
"Yeah."
Her grandson joined.
"He also was in some spirit possessed swamp, actually got a pet from there. He also had to fight some swamp monster made of vegetation, has its head in one of the fire nation bases somewhere."
"Hmm…"
Kanna was deep in thinking.
"The two of you are facing a difficult decision, and much too young for it. In the end whatever you choose, be it accept or deny, you must stick together and protect each other."
"But what should we do, Gran-Gran?"
Kanna sighed again.
"I cannot tell you for certain. Each choice you make will have consequences, both for better or worse. Tell me daughter, do you truly believe that you can learn water bending under him?"
"Yes."
Katara answered.
"At least until we come close enough to the north pole to escape there."
"Careful dear, the north… it may not be what you expect…"
Kanna said sorrowfully.
"What do you mean, Gran-Gran?"
Her granddaughter asked in an innocent and confused tone.
"Nothing dear, nothing. Only the paranoid thoughts of an old woman. What I do ask of you, is that should you choose to follow the prince, you must do all you can to find your father and tell him about what happened here."
Her grandchildren nodded at her in determination.
Ah, your highness! It's an honor to receive your invitation. How can I be of service?"
The fat man in front of Azula spoke.
She was now in a private meeting with Loban, after a few days of keeping her waiting. It enraged her that some peasant was forcing her, the crown princess, to wait in line, but for the sake of her plan she would have to bear it for now.
Oh, she will make him pay, once his use is over. But for now, she masqueraded a smile, patient is a virtue after all.
"I'm so glad you had the time to make it, your schedule must be quite severe."
He had the audacity to laugh at her disguised snide.
"Work isn't a jealous partner, but she sure is a demanding one."
"Truly? Mast be quite interesting. What are you working on? I must admit that I lost count."
She tried fishing for information.
"I'm afraid that those are company secrets, your highness. But don't worry, you will find that out soon enough. I promise that you wouldn't be disappointed."
The fat man promised.
The gal of him, to play with her like that. And the worst part was that because she needed him, she couldn't just order him to tell her everything and antagonize him in the process.
Truly it was terrible when you weren't feared.
Very well, it's time to try a different approach.
"Actually, I wanted to ask about my brother."
"Oh?"
Loban raised an eyebrow.
"Yes. From what I heard, you two have some relationship, are you not? It's hard to communicate and I wanted to know how he's doing."
She played worried little sister card. She may hate every moment of it, but faking vulnerability proved to be very effective in certain circumstances.
"Well, we did meet a few times, as well as sending each other letters. I must admit that his insights on economics are rather fascinating, our debates even made me rethink a few of my approaches."
Loban said.
"He was quite well, the last time I saw him. He appears to have made friends as well."
"Really? The earth pea-people he rescued, right?"
She said nearly saying peasants in the process.
"Yes, Jasmine and Mi-Dved, each of them is bright by their own right. Your brother is in good hands."
She knew about those two well enough, the stories didn't idle. The brute strength of Mi-Dved, the enchanting beauty of Jasmine, the people loved to hear their adventures.
For Agni's sake, there was even a new board game called vines and branches about Zuzu's and Mi-Dved's quest in the swamp. You have one guess to find out who the main producer of said game is, clue, he's in this room.
And the less she says about Jasmine, the better. Ever since those new beauty products and dresses came out, that skunk was plastered upon most of the commercial posters for young ladies.
The girls at the academy all had mixed opinions. The adoration to the pretty girl, and Azula will admit that Jasmine was pretty enough, was mixed with jealousy that the peasant considered herself worthy of having the same things nobility has, let alone telling them what they should wear.
Surprisingly enough, it was Mai who had the most grudge against the earth worm. Azula saw an entire room littered with targets who had posters of said earth worm, all were very well abused.
"I'm happy to hear."
She said in a fake smile.
"But how did my brother managed all… this."
She gestured with her hand all around her.
"I'm sorry to say, but as much as I love my brother he isn't the sharpest knife, if you get my drift. He always legged behind in his studies, his fire bending. Swords were the only thing he was decent at."
She mostly stated facts, but she also wanted to plant seeds of debt in her brother's greatest patron. She wanted to show that she was the better alternative, then, after a while, she would be the one with her face all over the nation.
"I'm sure his time outside the fire nation changed him, and for the better."
The stupid frat wasn't falling for it, much to Azula's annoyance.
"The young man I spoke to was nothing but the very picture of what a prince of the fire nation should be."
"I'm… glad to hear that."
Azula was forced to say.
"But how did he came with all the ideas? I know my brother, and I'm afraid that someone may be pulling his strings. How else could he gain so much popularity in such a short time?"
Loban had the audacity to snort.
"Trust me princess, there is no man in the word suicidal enough for that. This is all your brother's doing. And as for the popularity… it wasn't his work alone."
"Oh?"
"Yes, you see, your brother is very smart. A glory hog will relish the moment, like a certain newly appointed commander who was recently out of favor. Your brother, however, invested is small and seemingly insignificant groups who had potential."
"In doing so, especially with others to compare to, said groups showed their gratitude each in their own way. When they saw that said gratitude was rewarded, they responded in kind. Here you have a circle that feeds itself."
Azula had to say that the idea intrigued her.
The rest of the meeting went relatively insignificantly, although she did go to her room with some new revelations.
"Investing in small groups with potential…"
She muttered to herself in her bed.
"A circle that feeds itself…"
The meeting may not have had the desired results she hoped for, but it did give birth to some new ideas.
"Be careful Zuzu, you will find the capital much less friendly than whatever safe heaven you created to yourself out there…"
Jasmine ran in the corridors of the main building, relatively safe from the outright hell that was outside.
It was… strange wearing the helmet.
When Zuko put it on her, it immediately showed her a glowing pass in yellow. She was spooked by the sudden event, and more than a little curious, but at the moment she had bigger concerns. Much, much bigger concerns.
As she ran in the shown trail, she noticed that a map was shown on the upper left corner of her vision. It depicted what she assumed was a map of her surroundings. It was very convenient, to say the least.
When she focused on the map she saw two blue arrowheads, one lighter than the other. As if to answer her unasked question, a bubble popped from each arrowhead that showed a (rather silly and childlike) portrait of both her and Xing. She was the lighter arrowhead and Xing was the darker one.
After a minute or two that felt like forever, she noticed a warning sign on the map as rad dots appeared. The helmet immediately showed a bubble of a similarly childlike painting of a centipede.
Needless to say, she became even more terrified and didn't find the painting cute at all.
Doubling her speed, she followed the yellow road, which changed from time to time to avoid the centipedes.
More than a few times, the helmet showed her a bright yellow and black stop sign and showed her an illusion of her closing the door behind her. Obviously, she did as the magic helmet told her and fortunately so. More than a few times she heard the sound of something heavy hitting the door mere seconds after she locked it. She didn't want to think about what would have happened if the door stayed open.
A few times, some of the smaller centipedes (compared to the nightmare outside) caught up to them, but Xing dispatched them in brutal fashion. The biggest centipede she saw inside the building was the size of a grown man, so at least then times longer than Xing. She was going to give him so many head pets later. Such a good boy~
All the while, tremors and noises of the battle outside shook her body and mind. It seemed like even the centipedes wanted to get away from it. The only thing all of them had in common.
A few times she ran near a window, or something similar, and got a glimpse of what's happening outside. Spirits, it was better not knowing.
The thing outside was just gargantuan, she saw more than a few times soldiers nearly skewed by claws (legs? Whatever) the width of a komodo-rhino. Only to be saved at the last minute by an explosion that redirected said leg, an axe that moved them to safety or Zuko downright flying to them and taking them with him.
Needless to say, thing didn't look too good. In fact, they looked bad, very bad.
The men were about to run out of stamina from the constant run and hide, ironically, the fat old man had the least tired look on him. It was only a matter of time before one lucky shot took them away, or that they wouldn't have the energy to move anymore. Then, it will eat them and leave her to die here alone. She had to restart this stupid security system.
A part of her was skeptical about it. when someone said security system, she thought about enforcers of bouncers at a pub. All of them will hardly be of any help here besides as an appetizer. Then again, the helmet did seem to be magic, so maybe some hocus pocus will make that thing go away.
Her brother took a beating as well, nearly got slammed to paste when his axe came a second too late. Luckily, a stream of fire from the old man redirected the leg from nailing her brother, but the shockwave still sent him flying. She let out a breath of relief, out of all of the men down there, she cared about her brother the most. She promised to lay off him for a while, a little.
As for Zuko, her prince had the toughest fight of them all. He flew around the beast and blasted both lightning and explosions at the softer parts of the creature's body. But even that looked to be a mere inconvenience as the beast trashed around with vigor.
Even the prince was beginning to tire, his attacks weaker, his flight slower, he even had to rest more frequently and for longer times. Nevertheless, he still looked like a hero from legend fighting a seemingly invincible monster only to turn the tables at the last minute and save the day. Unfortunately for her, she had long since grown out of those fantasies when good wins over evil.
One terrifying experience was when she ran across a cylinder-like bridge and Zuko had to stop on it for a moment of respite after a tiring bombardment on the gigantic creature. The monster didn't waste time and bashed its head on the bridge, full force.
Zuko may have flown, but she was knocked down on her knees. To make matters worse, it seemed like the creature somehow noticed her, because it bashed its head right in her direction with renewed ferocity. The entire building shook from the impact.
She won't lie, she screamed when the glass showed cracks. Luckily, the helmet snapped her out of it and showed her the way to escape. The last thing she saw before she ran was Zuko diving right into the head of the monster, in a similar fashion to what he did in the desert.
Her prince was truly heroic~
Finally, after a grueling journey that felt like forever, she and Xing entered what was shown as the control room and closed the door behind them.
There was a centipede there, but Xing quickly jumped on it as it raised its body. Then, using its momentum, Xing bit the head and made the neck spin a full circle up and down with an impressive display of acrobatics. With a satisfying crunch sound, the centipede fell down, to never get up again.
The helmet suddenly pointed her to some kind of a circular device and showed her what to do to open it and where to place it on the wall? Table? Whatever it was that was before her.
It then pointed her to the center of the table wall and showed her a blinking image of the helmet in it. The message was clear.
Tired and breathing heavily, she took off the helmet and placed it where she was shown. Immediately, lights inside the building turned on and there was a strange sound not unlike the machines at the factory powering up only… Different?
It was difficult to put her finger on it, especially in her tired and delirious state. She decided to rest there and let the security system do the rest, her work was done.
*Boom*
Zuko released another explosion at the joints near the head of the beast and flew to hide. The monster let out another cry of rage that hurt his ears and dashed towards his location.
Luckily, Mi-Dved's axe came to the rescue and pulled him right next to the earth bender. The creature's attention was once again diverted when one of the soldiers threw one of their last explosives at it.
They were at the clear, for now.
"We… can't keep going… on like that, I don't… think I have enough… power to throw my… axe like that for… more than a minute."
The earth bender told him, barely able to breathe.
Zuko himself was dead tired, all those blasts, flying and lightning took their toll with vengeance without Sai managing the chi flow. Agni damn it, he wasn't sure he could fly right now without a rest for a minute at least.
"Must… go on… Jasmine… needs more time…"
Zuko didn't allow himself to sit, he knew that if he sat, he wasn't going to stand again.
Instead, he looked at the battered form of Mi-Dved and the rest of the crew. Luckily enough, all his men were still alive, even if worse to wear. All of them were on the brink of collapse and only the train Sai put them out to managed to hold them together… for now.
He looked at the creature itself, its bone white plates had rad markings and an artist may have even considered it beautiful. Of course, fighting for your life tends to change your viewpoint.
It had a few scratches and black spots on its otherwise white, if a little dirty, armor. But to Zuko's horror, he thought he saw even them closing up. Hopefully it was just his delirious state and the constant fight to stay on his feet whenever the ground moved with the creature.
Right now, it seems like it was his uncle's turn to be the hero of the moment as he had the creature's undivided attention for the moment. He shot a strong fire stream from his mouth to the middle of the centipede and jetted away as the creature's head decided it was the biggest wreck the mole-worm hammer in the world.
Even his uncle wasn't spared from the fatigue. His form was shakier, his breath more labored, even his flame was weaker now.
Zuko released a lightning strike at the hallway the creature still blocked. The effect was imminent and the giant monster's attention was once again shifted from his dazed uncle to him.
The creature rose once again to the full height the room allowed it and dashed towards him and everyone next to him. Zuko tried to move his legs but found them extremely heavy. He doubted he was going to get out of this one unscratched, and by the looks of it, his men were no better.
Then, as if their prayers were answered, the lights of the main building were lit and the colossal centipede halted its tracks, as if confusion.
Then, it suddenly screeched in surprise as it was being pulled into the hallway. Zuko saw the large black suits of armor coming to life and running towards the creature. They flocked to the entrance, and each caught a leg and carried it inside.
Leg by leg, the giant creature was swallowed by the hallway it came from. Its screams, however, were still very much present and echoed strongly in the halls.
He sat there, and listened as the facility came to life. More of those living armors were seen running around, undoubtedly hunting the unwanted guests.
He could also see other machines at work, smaller ones that looked like metal made scorpions with one rad glowing eye et the center of their head. They walked through the cracks and were most likely responsible for hunting the little centipedes.
"So, what's now, your highness?"
Lieutenant Jee asked, both tired from the fight and amazed at the scene before him.
"Now… Now I think we should find Jasmine and then rest a bit. We all earned it. Everything else can wait."
"But how do we find her?"
Mi-Dved asked with a little concern. Even with Xing, she was still in a man-eating centipede infested building.
Zuko had no idea, every time he needed to track something, Sai was the one guiding him. damn it, he was lost without Sai. What to do, what to do… ah!
"We could… follow the trace of bodies. I doubt Xing didn't leave at least a few of us to follow."
"I guess that's an option."
Mi-Dved said.
In that moment, he looked behind his earth bending friend and noticed one of the black armors walking towards them. Once he could get a closer look at it, he understood that the thing was much scarier than when it was simply a statue.
The armor was pitch black, but now had glowing rad lines and marks when activated. It had mean blade-like spikes on his knees and elbows that had a strange circle full of tiny teeth in the middle, ad if it spins around itself. Its claw-like fingered gauntlet, was dripping a dense liquid that Zuko recognized as the blood of the centipedes.
Its breastplate was glowing in evil red light and had strange runes of power formed by the same red lines. It hummed a little from the power it generated. Zuko was sure each mark had a meaning, but without Sai (who probably designed those things) he didn't have a clew about any of those symbols.
The head was by far the scariest thing about it. It was man shaped head but that's where the similarities ended. It had a wide double lighting shaped mouth that looked as if it was always grinning with razor sharp teeth. It also glowed in the same rad light as the marks, as if it was going to spit something worse than fire at any given moment.
It didn't have one pair of eyes, it had three pairs. The eyes had a Z like shape, only the slant line was facing the opposite direction and the horizontal lines ended in a wavy sharp point. Except the upper ones who had a triangular shape bent to the side as if eternally angry. Of course, the eyes glowed in the same red color.
Combined with the fact that it was twenty feet tall, you may excuse him for being a bit scared as the thing towered above him and looked down at him with those glowing rad eyes.
By looking at the men around him, they weren't doing any better than him.
Then, this outright nightmarish thing was waving at them to follow it, like it was one of the guys.
The men looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what to do.
Zuko sighed as he figured that this thing was most likely controlled by Sai.
"Come on men, let's follow the thing. It may lead us to Jasmine."
"Amm… you sure?"
Mi-Dved said in a small voice.
"I, for one, don't want to argue with a sentient walking statue that was part of a squad that managed to beat the colossal centipede in less then a minute. But if you have any reservations, please, do tell them to our host."
Zuko said as he gestured with his hand to said towering host.
Needless to say, none of the men had any grievance afterwards.
As they followed the walking armor, still with blood dripping from its claw like hands. Mind you, it stopped in front of a wall that opened by itself to show an empty room with dirty mirror like walls.
It gestured to them to enter.
And so they did. Luckily, the armor was far too big to enter the room.
Suddenly, the doors closed, and they were trapped in the room. The men began to panic as they felt lighter and then heavier as the room began to play music out of nowhere.
After some time, the door opened again to reveal a corridor with a much smaller walking armor greeting them. Mind you, small was only seven feet instead of twenty.
It made the same "follow me" hand gesture and walked in a random direction. They followed it while the men muttered words on sorcery and spirit work.
After a while, they reached some door that opened on her own and revealed Jasmine laying down and Xing guarding her. Mi-Dved rushed to his sister to check on her.
"She's fine! Just tired, thank goodness."
He said after a moment.
With the immediate danger passed, Zuko went to the place where his helmet was held and pulled it back to its rightful place, on his head.
"Hello, your highness."
He missed thar voice.
AN
And this is the end of chapter 26
hope you liked the chapter!
Chapter 28: Chapter 27
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar The Last Airbender
Chapter 27
It was a few hours after the system was back online. Zuko and his crew were now eating the only available thing around, a very well-cooked centipede. Spirits know what kind of disease those creatures may had, it was only after Sai checked the food that he allowed his men to eat.
It wasn't a delicacy by any means, but they were rather low in supply and three thousand years of infestation gave them a lot of meat to work with. That, and the crew thought that the centipedes owned them something for all they were put through, something which Zuko agreed.
His men were terrified, shaken beyond belief from the ordeal, but their spirits were never higher. The cathartic release after surviving impossible odds was truly without equal.
They laughed around the pyre and told each other jokes about their near-death experience. Many of them congratulated Jasmine for her work and thanked her for saving them in the neap of time, for the first time since her arrival, Jasmine was finally part of the crew.
True, she tended to many of their wounds, that were much more frequent in the last two months for some unknown reason, but she never really was one of them. She never shared their life-or-death experience and, as a young woman, had trouble having a casual conversation with the men.
It was… strange for her to get that kind of attention, but not unwelcome. Besides, the more she was distracted, the more time he has to prepare for the inevitable questions about Sai.
"There are some results on the apex centipede that you may find interesting."
'Results as in from its corpse, right?'
"No, the apex centipede is locked away in a secured room, actually an area is more precise."
'You kept this thing alive?!'
"It's an anomaly worthy of research, and a useful tool for the right scenarios. Most men would be thrilled to have their own monster to command."
'That thing almost killed me! And everyone else as well! What in Agni's name possessed you to think that keeping it as a pet is a good idea, that thing is bigger than some villages!'
"Please your highness, I'm the one possessing, not the other way around. Besides, without explicit orders about what to do with the creature, I took the initiative. I must say that so far, the results were very interesting, if frustrating."
'What do you mean by that?'
"Remember when I said that those creatures grow as they live?"
'Yes, some can even reach the size of a dragon, which is still tiny compare to that monstrosity.'
"Exactly, the catch is that frost centipedes just don't live over a century or two. Which means that as much as they can grow, a frost centipede has a maximum of mass it can reach."
'But you said that the apex centipede is three thousand years old, clearly it didn't get that message.'
"True, at first I hoped it was just a mutation, but after analyzing the blood samples I discovered the truth."
'Which is?'
"Said blood samples contain in their genes traces of a certain de-aging potion that could be found in the restricted area of the treasury."
'De-aging? As turning into a baby?'
"No, my apologies. I meant a potion that stops the body from aging. It keeps the cell regeneration from regressing and the body functions from weathering."
'You have the elixir of immortality in your basement?!'
"No, far from it. The potion merely keeps the body working and stops aging. The person, or creature in our case, can still be killed by diseases and other unnaturally causes. What you have in mind require much more work."
'Can you extract it from the apex centipede?'
"It's already assimilated with the creature's DNA, extracting it is nearly impossible. I may be able to make a chrysalis, but the consequences will be dire. I hardly think that your idea of immortality includes living the rest of your days as a centipedal abomination."
'No, I'm happy as I am, thank you. Damn though.'
"My apologies. In any case, I feel it's time to go to the treasure room. I opened the access to the treasury, disassembled the traps and even repositioned the cursed items elsewhere."
'How generous of you…'
"Thank you, I try."
Zuko's sarcasm flew far above Sai's nonexciting head. Either that or Sai ignored it.
In any case, he turned to his men and slapped both his hands.
"Alright, breaktime is over. Up on your legs, we have an entire centipede-free underground to explore."
The men got up, even if some wanted a few more minutes of rest, and formed a search party. Zuko led them by the instructions Sai gave him.
As they walked, they could see some of the living armors patrolling the corridors and doing regular maintenance work. Luckily, those armors were at maximum height of nine feet, so even if the crew felt a little uncomfortable near the soulless machines, it wasn't the overwhelming dread they got from the big ones.
After half an hour of walking, they finally got in front of a big golden door. It had the symbol of the dark helmet branded proudly in the middle for all to see. At Sai's command, the door opened and shown a sight that the men will never forget.
Mountains of gold upon gold were what greeted their eyes, who shown from wonder and greed. Coins and jewelry and all kinds of other expensive goods laid there right for their taking.
"Jump in, you can take whatever fits in your pockets. You've earned it."
The crew didn't need any more motivation, they all ran as if they have never seen gold before. There was so much that they didn't even fight each other for the loot. Only his uncle stayed behind, the only one who didn't feel any greed.
"Are you sure it's a good idea, nephew? I hardly think the previous owner will be happy with us taking their stuff."
"Don't worry uncle, we have permission. Besides, it's my gold now, like everything in this workshop."
His uncle still looked unsure.
"…And you know it because of the helmet?"
"Yes, now are you going in? I'm sure that there are some expensive tea sets in there."
"Not actually, there are some ceramic plates, however."
Sai said to his head.
"No, thank you for the kind offer. I'm good with what I have."
His uncle replied.
"Well, you do you, I suppose."
Zuko said as he walked towards the spoils. Hey, he may technically own it, but it's still nice to leave with a few nice things.
"There have not been reports on the whereabouts of the prince ever since his suppose departure to the south pole, my lord."
Mi-Sha was in one of his debriefings again.
He sat there in his office as the man in front of him listed the important happenings of the "business". Honestly, most of the stuff said went above Kia's head, but tan again, she wasn't a crime lord or even a merchant.
The only reason she was hearing this is because she was sent by the madam at Mi-Sha's orders, but apparently the meeting was taking longer than expected. Which may be good or bad depends on the situation. At least the less she had to be near Mi-Sha, the better.
Right now, she was outside of the office doors eavesdropping on the conversation. It sounded much more dangerous than it really was.
Sure, there were two enforcers at the door, scary and vigilant as ever, that will slice and dice anyone stupid enough to come close to the door. But she was an exception because she was expected.
Sure, they told her to wait outside, and sure, they would have forcefully shown her out if she didn't comply. So she waited outside where it was fine for her to be. The fact that she heard what was said at all was actually a parting gift from Toph.
The little earth bender managed to create a thin tunnel between the wall she was resting on and some hidden point at Mi-Sha's office. In was hardly of the finest quality as she could barely hear what was said, but discretion was the key. If her "master" would have any reason to suspect that she was spying on him… well, she saw the things he did for lesser offences.
She thought back to the day she heard that Toph managed to get out, how happy she was for the little girl she quickly took as her own. True, she now felt more alone than before Toph, but from what she heard, not only did she get rescued by a prince, but she was also safely returned to her family.
The few attempts Mi-Sha tried to get his prized tool back were met with failure as the newly conquered Gaoling was just too deep in the fire nation's clutches for Mi-Sha to wriggle his way in. La and Tui, she still thought of the irony in the situation. It's like the saying goes, the best place to hide from a saber tooth moose lion is in a sleeping dragon's cave.
"Far from sight far from mind, that way he will be too busy chasing avatars. Have men keep an eye for his return, he has the talent to always make things difficult."
"Yes sir."
"What's the status of the income? And recruitment?"
"Unfortunately, there has been a decrease in the income from the red side of the map by thirty percent. With the new machines and reforms, the fire army can now spare more men to patrol the territories. This lowers the number of successful operations, as well as rises the costs of blackmail and bribery."
The messenger explained.
"Shame, but not unexpected. What about the green side of the map?"
"A decrease of fifteen percent, I'm afraid."
The messenger replied to Mi-Sha's question, much to the later confusion.
"Oh? Aren't the armies of the earth kingdom in a state of disarray? We should have easier time conducting our business. Then again, the state of the was must have required our usual high paying clients to lessen their excesses."
"Quite so, my lord."
The messenger summarized.
"Usually such things aren't such a concern for our gains because the nobles can just raise their taxes. However, things seem rather dire in the green side, it's starting to reach the state where the taxpayers simply don't have enough possessions to pay said taxes."
"Hmm… maybe I should lay off with the debts a little…"
"..."
Had she heard it right? Have the avatar had been found and Mi-Sha finally started to grow a heart?"
The load laughter of both men quickly grounded her to reality. Figures.
"Oh sir, for a moment there I thought you were serious."
"Ha! You should have seen your face! Ha… I needed that."
Mi-Sha calmed down from his oh so clever joke.
"Seriously though, make sure that those fat farts know what happens when they don't pay in time, take their people if they don't have anything else."
"Yes sir."
"And what about the spices and trafficking?"
Mi-Sha asked.
"Ironically, it stays the same. The operations conducted there much easier, and there is more verity of products available, but the mass conscription effect our men as well."
The messenger answered.
"Explain."
To which, the other man obliged.
"While the mass conscription leaves the territories free of any hard opposition for our boys, it's sometimes includes them as well. Not once our men were forcefully conscripted to the front lines on their way to an operation or a bar. Which, of course, affects said operations."
She heard Mi-Sha whistles in an impressed tone.
"That bad, eh? Can't the men just shove those green boys off and end the story?"
"Afraid not, sir. It seems like the conscripts are under heat as well, if they don't reach a certain quota, it will be them in the front lines. Which makes them extremely motivated."
"Then remind them that the back lines can be even more dangerous, especially when it concerns me. I believe the problem will be solved after a few examples."
"But what about the possibility of a conflict in from the eastern front? We have enough trouble with the western side."
She heard the messenger say in concern.
"Eh, don't worry."
Kia could just feel the dismissive handwave of Mi-Sha.
"Those big wigs don't care about it as long as they get their pound of flesh for the meat grinder. They will just focus more on the northern and eastern sides of the kingdom, they have enough problems with the fire nation as is without adding enemies."
"It will be done. Anything else, my lord? Before we go over the recruitment?"
"Yes, what is the state of our growth? Financially, I mean."
"We stand on fifty five percent of what was originally intended. The loss of the southern west sea and Kyoshi island were a heavy blow to your pockets, let alone the increased cost of operations. Some clients are wary of business now, at least until the situation calms down."
"Damn… fine, we'll have to be smart about this. Have more raids sent to the less strategically important settlements of both sides, make sure our boys wear the other side's uniform so they will blame each other."
"Very well, sir. That is all for the finance, I believe."
"Good, recruitment then."
"There is a steady flow of men for now. With not many alternatives, many joins for the chance to gain some gold. The weakness of the local authorities helps tremendously as well."
"Finally, some good news. What are our numbers now?"
"Around ten thousand men in total, a quarter of them is mounted and another tenth is made of earth benders. That excludes the camelephant squads, who are three in number and have seven mounts each."
Kia knew about the gigantic animal, a cross bread between an elephant and a camel that can grow to tremendous sizes. It's usually saved for heavy transportation of entertainment, but she could easily see how such a creature can be used as an instrument of war. Luckily, from what she understood, camelephants require a handsome amount of money for their upkeep and are very hard to train for war.
"Good, good, and what are the estimations for the end of the season?"
"The number should grow to fifteen hundred, but that will push us to our limits with finances."
"A risk we must take. We can no longer idle around, with little Beifong out and about it's only a matter of time until someone of importance who cares will try to attack me. I'll eat my own hands if that upstart prince doesn't have a plan in motion as we speak."
"And in the aftermath? The fire lord will hardly except the death of his own son go unpunished."
"You overestimate the affection Ozai has for his kids."
Mi-Sha said dryly.
"Besides, as far as the fire nation concerned, he will die fighting the armies of the earth kingdom, like his cousin. There are many generals who will jump to take credit on his demise, I just need one of them to take the official blame and all the heat will fly over us."
"Very well sir, what about the tourney? Do we continue as planned or save the money?"
"Damn, forgot about it with everything that happened."
Kia forgot about it as well, every four years there is a huge event in the colosseum which fitches all kinds of activities, mainly those involved around fighting and physical activities. People come from all around the world to participate in the, sometimes lethal, games to gain riches and glory.
She even participated in the last one (actually, the only one she had ever since she was captured and brought here). No, not as a competitor, but as one of the prizes.
It could have been worse, she could have switched places with the speeders. The competition itself may have sounded innocent enough, he who finished first wins, but Mi-Sha had a talent for unnecessary cruelty and violence. To make sure that the participants (who may or may not have crossed him in some point of the past) give their best, a quick predator would run after them and eat the slowest one. Each new round will have another kind of animal until only one man will remain.
She had to stop herself from puking as she was forced to watch the butchery, which she was forced to stay and watch as she was included in the winning package of said event. The winner, a young man from an unnamed village in the earth kingdom, participated in the race with his twin brother. None of them knew about the catch, to be fair, neither was she at the start. The poor guy was so traumatized, that in their one night together she was the last thing on his mind.
Only some time after the incident did she wonder if it all was another cruel joke of Mi-Sha.
She almost missed Mi-Sha talking.
"No, everything will go as planned, now more than ever we need to show that business is going as usual. Besides, the tourney is a good opportunity to gain coins."
"Very well, my lord. Is that all?"
"Yeah, if I think of something I'll call you."
Mi-Sha dismissed the other man and Kia prepared herself for what's to come.
Everybody took what they wanted, Zuko could see how their pockets were filled with all kinds of goods. With the men stated their greed, Zuko was now focused on their next step – the armament of his crew.
As everyone got out of the treasury, Zuko pressed his hand on a certain spot on the wall and put a little chi in there. The result was immediate as the treasury rose to reveal another room, much to the surprise and bewilderment of his men.
'Why did you place the room with all the relics right under the treasury again?'
"It wasn't my doing, the first overlord designed this place. But to answer your question, any invader would have long stated their greed from the treasury. Even those who still hunger for more would have been hard pressed to find the relics right beneath the treasury. It would have taken someone like Toph to discover it and even then, without my energy signature they would have to brute force their way in. something that I assure you will be counterproductive because of all the traps."
'couldn't they just sense the traps as well?'
"Not all of them, some are of a more… immaterial element."
'If you say so.'
Zuko called his crew to follow him.
"After me. Now this time, and I mean it, Don't. Touch. Anything."
"Most of the things there are either cursed or can easily explode, so keep your hands to yourselves or the living armors will be the least of our problems."
His man nodded, taking his words seriously. After all they saw here, cursed magical objects were fit in, expected even.
As they entered the hidden treasury, Sai began explaining to him about the various artifacts in the room. Which he told the others in turn.
The first thing was a battered looking pouch, not unlike the ones people tie to their belt.
"Let me introduce you to one of the most helpful tools the overlord could have, the inventory. This little sack is capable of storing an infinite number of objects and resources without having the user feel any difference in the weight. The user can also pull out said objects just as easily, you only need to think about the object you want and put your hand in the bag."
'It's incredible!'
The others agreed with Zuko after they heard the explanation from his mouth.
"Thank you, the only downside is that the size of the bag allows it to store only things that are physically thinner than the bag's entrance."
'It's still a miracle.'
"Agreed. Now take it and use it to store all the other things I tell you, it will come in handy in the future."
The tour continued and Sai showed many more interesting things. Some were to be taken, some to stay locked forever.
A few of the things he did take were three discs that Sai told him are actually depleted power sources, they needed to be recharged first before they could be of any use, however. One or two spirits to devour would do the trick according to Sai. Uncle looked like he aged another century in a second after he heard about it, it took a few minutes and a promise of using other energy sources to pacify him.
Another thing Zuko took was a pair of hexagonal metal boxes, like the kind that is used to spread aroma around the room, that Sai labeled as the "lover flames". Apparently, when one box is lit and someone is burning a letter, the other box will receive said letter. It was created by overlord number seven, To-nie, as a favor for a pair of forbidden lovers from rivaling clans. It was an interesting story about passion, duty, tragedy and left a bittersweet taste as the families finally resolved their differences in the price of the lover's lives.
Obviously, Sai told the short version.
There were many other little trinkets like bracelets that regenerated chi from the light of the sun and other things like glasses that enable people to see in the dark that Zuko will later add to the equipment of his men.
Concerning the crew, they will get some serious upgrades. Because of the lack of a constant power source, Sai explained that he won't be able to give them something called "power armor".
Instead, he was in the middle of manufacturing a "powerless" armor that is made from stronger but lighter materials than anything available today. In addition to the bracelet and the glasses, it will also include a system that will inject antidote, painkillers and adrenaline according to the situation as well as a primitive early warning system from enemy attacks.
The troops were now equipped with sticks that could electrocute people for "peaceful" subjugation. Not unlike what he pulled against Hokoda all those weeks ago. Even Jasmine got one for self-defense.
Mi-Dved, for his different fighting stile, got a new pair of axes.
The Axes themselves were of a similar shape to the ones he had before. The front of the head was shaped in a sharp half circle, with the ends concaved inwards. The other end of the head was shaped as a sharp and thick fang, made for breaking armor. The middle of the head, what connected the two ends, was brick shaped and could be used as a hammer when needed.
Those new axes had the same electric nature as the sticks, batons Sai corrected him. In addition, the axes caused rapture damage when hitting. Needless to say, Mi-Dved was very excited about his new toys.
With those upgrades, his crew should be able to go toe to toe with even the royal guard fire benders.
In contrast to the things he took, Sai also warned him about the forbidden relics. Namely all kinds of summoning catalysts of otherworldly beings or enhancers that have a much too big of a price.
Zuko isn't going to list them.
Sai also suggested him to take a few vehicles to carry all the things they couldn't fit into the inventory, namely weapons and machines. They also found a room that the apex centipede used to shed its armor.
Sai suggested taking a few of the high-quality skins with them for prestige and materials and Zuko agreed that it was one heck of a trophy.
Said vehicles first required driving them, which got them to burn another day until everyone, even Jasmine, were comfortable enough to drive without having an accident.
The vehicles themselves looked… slick. Zuko was familiar enough with the tanks that were under construction, but besides the two being mount-less carriages there was little in common between them.
Those knew unnamed vehicles were arrow shaped and four wheeled. They had a window made of a see-through material from the inside, a mirror on the outside. At first Zuko and the men were a little worried about its fragility, but after a demonstration of taking Mi-Dved's axes head on without any signs of damage their worries disappeared.
The color of the vehicle itself was brown, in contrast to the black and glowing red color theme of the armors. People could enter the machine from left, right or from the back. At full capacity, the vehicle could hold up to ten people.
Together with the living armors, they transferred all the cargo to huge containers that were connected to the vehicles. Luckily, the shed skin could be folded to make space, Zuko had no idea how otherwise they would have transferred it.
Which is how he ended up with uncle, the siblings and some other members of the crew in the leading vehicle. Once again, he was in the lead as the others followed him. He was the one driving because only he knew where to actually drive to reach the ship as Sai was the one giving directions.
'How much until we're back to the ship?'
"About a day of driving. It would have been thrice as fast, but with the weather and the cargo we need."
'It took us a week to get here.'
"The wonders of technology, your highness."
"Are we there yet?"
Came Jasmine's voice.
"No, we have the entire day in front of us."
Zuko answered.
"Wonderful! Just enough time to talk about the various wonders of tea!"
Uncle exclaimed.
"Argh…"
The response was shared by the all the people in the vehicle as they were forced to listen to the old man rambling about tea and pai sho.
This was going to be a long ride…
"Are you sure about this? Like one hundred percent sure?"
Sokka asked her for what felt like the hundred time today.
"Yes Sokka, I'm going to except the deal. It's better than doing nothing and that way, we may be able to see dad again… if you're sure you want to tag along…"
Katara looked at him in concern. On one hand, she wanted him to be with her, but on the other hand… it was all to easy to imagine all kinds of situations that will have her brother "accidently" killed while in service. And that's if Zuko will accept her brother tagging along, there was no guarantee that the prince will not just force her to abandon him to cut off any connection she had to her home.
Sokka put an arm on her shoulder.
"Hey, we're together in this. What kind of big brother will I be If I wouldn't do anything to keep you safe? You may be an annoying hag sometimes, but you're still my sister."
"Thanks Sokka, every girl sure likes to be called a hag."
Katara said in a dry tone as she rolled her eyes, but there wasn't any venom in her voice.
"So when do you think they are going to come back anyway?"
Sokka asked.
"I don't know."
Katara shrugged her shoulders.
"With any luck, they are lost in a blizzard and never going to return."
"Amen to that."
Sokka replied.
"Will sure save us a lot of trouble."
The two looked at the horizon in silence.
"Do you think we'll ever see dad again?"
Katara suddenly asked and Sokka looked strangely at her.
"What brought that up?"
"I… I don't know, I'm just tired, I guess. With all the uncertainty… I guess that now that we may have a chance to meat him again I just… Do you think he will be proud of us? Think us as traitors for working with the people who took mom?"
"I think that you think to much. Whatever happens, dad will always love us. Besides, like Gran-Gran said, we aren't working for Zuko, we're using him to teach you water bending and maybe stop the war."
"Heck, I may even be able to learn military secrets and figure out how to dismantle the fire army from the inside!"
Katara couldn't help but chuckle a little, Sokka did know how to lift the mood sometimes.
"Yes, maybe marry a princess along the way."
She said jokingly.
"Hey! I could totally marry a princess!"
Her brother said with indignation.
She couldn't help but laugh now.
"Not cool! I'm trying so hard to cheer you up ant that's what I get."
"Sorry, sorry. It wasn't nice."
Katara finally pulled herself together.
"Ha… Thanks Sokka, I needed that."
"No problem sis, glad to see that my misery always cheer you up."
He said jokingly.
Suddenly, they saw a more than few men speed walking next to them.
"Hey! What's happening?"
Her brother asked the men.
"The prince came back, boss said they need more hands to lift the stuff he brought back."
"Stuff that he brought back?"
Katara asked.
"We're in the middle of nowhere, what could he possibly… you don't think that he found…"
"I think we should go check."
Was Sokka's reply.
They ran together after the men.
After a few minutes, they left the comfortable warmth of the greenhouse and went into the harsh cold of the south pole. Before them was a strange scene that neither of them expected.
They saw Zuko commanding the men under him to move along some very big containers, as in big enough to hold inside all the people of the greenhouse. Besides them, the containers were pushed by both men, komodo-rhinos and some strange things made of metal.
"What the heck is going on here?"
Sokka asked no one in particular.
Whatever it was, Katara decided, it wasn't the avatar. That was enough for her.
"What to go and ask?"
She suggested.
Sokka shrugged his shoulders and the two went towards the prince. On their way, they saw the only female member of the crew sitting idly and offering warm drinks to the workers. She was easy to spot but hard to recognize, with all the layers of fur she did look more like a ball then a human.
"Hey!"
Katara called.
"Hm? Oh, hello. How can I help you?"
"What's happening?"
Katara decided to do the talking before her brother blurted out something the two of them will regret later.
"Oh, this? This is just the guys loading all the stuff we found at the workshop."
"Workshop?"
Sokka asked.
"Yes. Apparently there was some ancient civilization down there under the ice, or maybe it was just buried under the snow? Never mind. Short story, said people were there way before even the four nations, and left all kinds of interesting stuff. The things on wheels you see? Part of what they had."
"Really?! It's fascinating!"
Katara couldn't help but marvel. At entire civilization buried right under their noses? Who would have thought.
"Wait, So Zuko just went ant took it?"
Sokka asked.
"Oh, I wish…"
Jasmine grumbled.
"No, apparently, the place was abandoned for like, a few thousand years. In the meantime, it became a huge nest of frost centipedes."
The two water tribe siblings both made a sour noise and face. They were familiar enough with the creatures from a few hunts their father brought back and by the spirits, those things looked nasty. Gran-Gran also told them that those were the little ones, some of the big ones could swallow a polar bod bear to the ground in a bite.
"Yeah… the place was crawling with them. And don't get me started on the big one, still have no idea how my prince went toe to toe with that thing…"
"How big are we talking about?"
Sokka asked out of curiosity.
By the shudder that went through Jasmine, Katara figured out that the answer was very big.
"Big enough to not being able to enter those containers."
The nonbender girl finally said.
"Do you actually except us to believe that something like that was living under our feet?"
Sokka asked and raised his eyebrow skeptically.
"And that Zuko actually fought that thing one on one?"
As if the spirits themselves decided to have a go at her brother, the door of one of the containers was thrown down by the wind and the contents of the container was spilled outside. Revealing the biggest, scariest, mean looking creature Katara had ever seen.
A girly scream was heard as a result, to katara's relief it wasn't from her.
"What in everything that's holly is that thing?"
Sokka, who will forever deny that he screamed a second ago, asked an octave higher that his usual voice.
"That would be the big one."
Jasmine said, rather enjoying the reaction of the two. Sokka's reaction especially amused her.
"Oh, calm down, it's just an old skin. I promise that the real thing was a thousand times scarier."
"And Zuko defeated that!"
Sokka asked in a small voice.
Katara had to agree with her brother, if the prince killed that what chance did they had against him?
"Oh heck no. Zuko, while dealing the most damage, was barely enough to give it a headache. No, he distracted the thing by flying around it and attacking it with everything he had with the rest of the men for fifteen minutes while Iran around to power up the traps the place had to get rid of it for good."
"It's still very impressive."
Katara said, that something caught her attention.
"Wait, so you are the one who actually defeated it?"
"More like whoever built those things down there and that helmet, but I did save everyone so yes."
Jasmine said as she looked at her nails.
"Wait, Zuko can fly?"
Of course her brother will ignore the woman's achievement, typical Sokka.
Once again, as if to answer her brother, Zuko yelled angrily at some of his men, held the door with his hands and then flew off with flames from legs, pushing himself and the heavy metal upwards. He then reached the top of the container and locked something. He used his flames to once again fly, this time to his ground to continue ordering the men.
"You know Sokka, you should really learn when to keep your mouth shut."
"Agreed. Anyway, did you want anything else?"
Jasmine asked.
"Oh, yes actually. We came to give our answer to Zuko's deal."
"Well, he seemed to finish yelling at those guys. Now may be a good time as any before he will be too tired and just go to bad, we do leave tomorrow."
"Oh… Okay…"
Katara said as the two went to the prince. Luckily, he didn't turn them off right away.
"Yes, what is it?"
He asked as he turned around to face them.
"Am… it's about the offer you made some time ago… the water bending lessons?"
Katara said, suddenly very small in front of the clearly irritated prince who supposedly went toe to toe with a monster from legends and lived to tell the tale.
"Oh, right… Sorry, I had a very long day. So what's your answer?"
He asked.
"I agree if my brother comes with me and be treated fairly."
Katara said, finding her confidence and ready to hold her ground against the prince.
"Sure, whatever. Welcome aboard."
Zuko waved his hand dismissingly.
"Have my uncle, the fat old man, escort you to the blue room, he will know what to do. Sorry for the poor welcome, I just really don't have the energy right now, we'll have a proper welcome tomorrow. Ship's leaving an hour after dawn so make sure you so to sleep right away, Agni knows I will once I finish this up…"
With that Zuko left them and went to order the men to move the final shipment.
"Amm… Okay?"
Was all Katara said. It sure was an interesting way to start her new life.
AN
And this is the end of chapter 27
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Chapter 29: Chapter 28
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar: The last airbender
Chapter 28
A figure wearing dark robes was walking in an unfamiliar land, and not a nice one at that. All around it were dark clouds that filled the sky with rad lightning.
The figure braved on against the storm, even when the ground shook and the wind threw rocks and trees at it.
The cloaked figure merely continues walking against the earthquakes and blasted to oblivion any tree or rock that came near it with a blast of purple fire that came from a dark colored and mean looking pitchfork.
After a while, the earthquakes stopped, and terrifying creatures took their place. Nearly formless abominations of varied shapes and sizes. There was no rhyme nor reason to be found within those things as they all jumped to assault the unknown figure.
Said figure didn't falter, however. The lone warrior shot the dark beings with the scepter, disintegrating them once the light beam touched. Any being suicidal enough to come close was quickly cut through by the deceptively sturdy pitchfork. Any magic that was thrown at the figure was repelled by the scepter as well, and hit another dark being.
After a while, there were no more attackers, and the figure stood against a big tree. One that had no leaves bit had something trapped inside it. The thing inside… it was insidious. It was ancient beyond belief and even with the barrier trapping it inside, one could feel the sheer malice that thing transmitted.
The lone figure, however, walked toward said thing. It did not stutter nor shake while it neared the source of this evil, it couldn't allow itself to show weakness. It stopped once it was a dozen feet away from the tree, getting the full attention of the vile thing inside.
"Greetings your excellency, the greatest of all spirits."
The figure finally spoke with a masculine voice.
"I have come to bargain, Lord Vaatu."
Zuko woke up with a sweat from the dream he just had, breathing heavily.
"Good morning, your highness."
"I had a strange dream… Sai, Do you know anything about it?"
"What dream?"
Zuko started explaining Sai about what he saw, the robed figure, the pitchfork, the spirits and he ended when he described the tree.
"The tree… it felt old, very old. It felt like it was there before 'There' was a thing… It's hard to explain."
"But the ting inside…"
Zuko shuddered.
"It radiated pure malice. Whatever that thing was, it was dangerous, in was evil, it was…"
"Vaatu."
"Yes! That's what the figure called it! how did you know?"
"I suppose it's time for a history lesson. Remember when I told you about Raava?"
"The avatar spirit, yes."
"Existence demands balance, every force will be met with a counter force of equal strength. That is what Raava and Vaatu are. They are opposites, unrelenting towards each other and will stop at nothing until the opposition is erased."
"Those two are considered the greatest of the local spirits, the firstborn beings in this cluster of dimensions. They are the true Yin and Yang, as opposed to La and Tui who later took that mental."
"But why then did I feel that way when I saw Vaatu? And why was it trapped inside of a tree?"
"Raava and Vaatu fight each other to the death every ten thousand years at the celestial convergence. When Raava wins, things stay as they are. But when Vaatu wins, the world and civilization resets to the beginning, erasing any and all of humanity with it. This fear that is imprinted in every soul is what caused your reaction."
"And someone is actually working with this thing?!"
Zuko couldn't comprehend it, how could someone betray all of existence by siding with Vaatu? Did they not know what they were dealing with?
"Ever since the last celestial convergence where Vaatu was imprisoned in the tree of time, which is the tree you saw, it became much easier to make deals with the spirit without being totally erased. The man you saw was in fact the first overlord. He made a bargain with Vaatu to counter Raava, Vaatu's mortal nemesis."
"What could he possibly achieve by that? Was he insane?"
"The border between madness and greatness is thin, your highness. And to answer your first question, I was one of the products of that deal."
"What?!"
"Yes, my core and part of my code are parts of the essence of Vaatu. Vaatu is the donor I mentioned before when I told you about the reason why spirits hate to be near the workshop. It thanks to his essence that I'm able to manipulate spiritual energy and allow my users to wield magic… after a few augmentations."
"So… you have two dads?"
"Vaatu doesn't have a gender, but yes."
"Agni, this is so weird…"
"In any case, I one part of my enhancements it to give you access to the memories of the overlords before you. Think of it as an equivalent to the avatar state where the person in question is given the knowledge of past lives, unfortunately yours is without the power boost."
"Your dream was most likely a byproduct of the memory transfer lines. There will probably be other dreams like that until the filter will be ready."
"Can't you do something about that? You're the one responsible after all."
"Afraid not, your highness. This is something you must suffer."
Zuko sighed as he suddenly heard a whine to his side, he looked and found Xing looking back.
"Oh, come here, you fur ball~"
Zuko petted the hellhound as he spoke.
"You were worried about me, didn't you? Good boy~ Don't worry, everything is fine. Want to play with the carapace?"
Xing barked happily as Zuko pulled a piece of the armor of one of the frost centipedes and threw it to the other side of the room. The hellhound jumped on its toy and immediately started mauling it.
"So, what's our checklist for today?"
Zuko asked his inhuman companion.
"We should probably give the water tribe sibling a tour around the place and get to know each of them a little."
"This is going to get very confusing now that we have two pairs of siblings, isn't it?"
"Only as confusing as you make it. Another thing is to think about making more space. this old girl is getting crowded, especially now when we'll have all those new things."
"Yeah… you're right about that."
Zuko had to agree that free space was a luxury now. While most of the things stayed stored in the containers (that took almost all of the deck), many things that were taken by the crew as personal belongings were thrown away in their private quarters. Meaning, people had to be very careful not to step on something.
"Maybe we can buy a new ship, one that is bigger and faster?"
"A grand idea your highness, I wonder if Loban has the prototype ready. In any case, we should upgrade the ship if we want to explore the more unfriendly waters."
Zuko rose from his bad and dressed up, he than continued his morning routine which included meditation, warm-up and a theory with Sai. He went down to the canteen after he finished, Xing followed him like the loyal dog it is.
'Strange, I see neither of the water tribe siblings.'
"Did you tell them where they can eat? Or that they can leave their room at all?"
'Oh…'
"We should probably go and check on them."
'Yeah…'
Zuko turned tail and went up to the direction of the room that housed the water siblings. It had a painted blue frame, yes it wasn't very original, but it was effective and time was of the essence.
He knocked on the door three times.
"Hey, it's Zuko. Are you ready to go for breakfast?"
"A moment!"
He heard Katara yell.
There were some noises in the room and Zuko waited a few moments before the door swung open and revealed both Katara and Sokka. Both looked like they hadn't slept much and had bags under their eyes. Zuko could relate, it took him some time too to get used to sleeping on a ship.
"Come on, let's get something to eat."
Katara could say that she didn't sleep well, like at all. The emotional turmoil from leaving home, having her water bending discovered by the fire prince and now living under said prince, made it so.
Her brother was on the same boat as her, until at one point near the end of the night he succeeded in getting some sleep. Needless to say, his snoring didn't help at all.
Then, when she thought that she could finally get some sleep, Zuko just had to get them up once and for all.
"Hey, it's Zuko. Are you ready to go for breakfast?"
Of course that woke her brother up and since he was too busy trashing about and getting dressed, she had to answer him something.
"A moment!"
After they both got decently dressed, Katara opened the door and was greeted by the prince of the fire nation himself. Next to him was this strange black creature that was called Xing if Katara remembered correctly.
"Come on, let's get you something to eat."
Zuko said once the two of them were out of the room.
On their way they had to watch their steps from the random garbage, but they managed to get to the canteen in the end.
"Sorry again for the mess."
Zuko apologized.
"We had more success than anticipated."
He bent his head a little for some kind of sign of sincerity, but with that dark helmet on Katara was more creeped by it then anything. Seriously, did he ever take that thing off?
"No kidding."
Sokka said.
"So… what's on the menu?"
"Hm? Well, rice probably. As well as some beef and cabbages. Of course, we can't forget the lemon drops."
"What are lemons?"
Sokka asked, so ever eager about food.
"A sour fruit that is filled in vitamin C. Sailors can easily get Scurvy because of malnutrition, the lemon is one of the main foods that sailors eat to avoid it."
"Wait really? So that means I must eat a salad now?!"
Sokka asked in a whining tone.
"You could always fight Xing for its share, you know."
Said animal growled at her brother once it heard Zuko's proposal, clearly stating what it thought of this arrangement and what awaited her brother. It actually bit the bone thing in its mouth so hard that it broke to pieces.
"I'm good!"
Her brother (and quite frankly she as well) was spooked.
"Good, because we're here."
Zuko said as they entered the canteen. Immediately Katara could feel everybody's eyes on her, judging both her and Sokka. She accepted that, they were in the dragon's mouth so to speak, it was only natural. Luckily, whatever misgivings the men may had been silenced in their prince's presence.
Zuko led them to the cook and chose himself what to eat. It baffled Katara a little that Zuko didn't have his private dining room as a prince and instead ate with all the "peasants". Then again, nothing he did made since to her.
She didn't know what to take and decided just to take whatever Zuko was taking, if it was good enough for his princely standards, then it was surly good enough for her. From her sideview, she saw that Sokka had the same idea.
As they went through the tables she saw Jasmine waving her hand at them, or more likely at Zuko. Said prince went in that direction and the two of them had no choice but to follow him.
"Zuko! How was your sleep?"
Jasmine asked.
"Good enough I suppose, especially when we aren't surrounded from all sides by overgrown centipedes. The bed was certainly a bonus."
"Amen to that."
Mi-Dved said and raised his glass of water as Zuko finished speaking, something that was mimicked by the others on the table.
"I swear if I see another thing with more limbs then me it'll be too soon"
A random man from the table said and if a quarter of what she heard about their adventure to the south (well, souther) was true then she also would wholeheartedly agree.
"To never doing this again!"
Zuko proclaimed and raised his own glass of water as the others cheered with him.
After a few minutes of merciful silence Sokka finished his food, before anyone else, and just had to do something that will make an idiot out of himself.
"So… Jasmine. I couldn't help but notice that you're the only woman on board. So I was wondering something."
Jasmine hummed at Sokka's question.
"What exactly are you doing here?"
"I'm sorry?"
Jasmine raised an eyebrow and sokka, not noticing the hole he was digging for himself continuing speaking.
"I mean a woman's place isn't on a ship, she's the one who makes food, cleans and does all the other womanly tasks while the man works. And there is no way that you could take care of so many people-"
"What my stupid brother meant to say."
Katara interrupted him before the burning glares at her brother will evolve to literal burns.
"Is that it's unusual for a women to be a part of a ship's crew and we wondered what is your responsibility here."
"Oh, I assist the medic here. I also brew many of the potions and salve we have on the ship."
"So you're a healer?"
Katara asked curiously.
"In a way, yes. I will hardly call myself an expert though."
"Don't listen to her, she's a great healer and I will always trust her to patch me up."
Mi-Dved said, and the other men said their compliments as well. It was strange to see those monsters of the fire nation act so… human.
"Well, so will probably see each other from time to time."
No Sokka please don't start it now…
"You see, I'm actually the best warrior my village, probably even the entire south."
Katara heard someone at the table say "and the only" before many men snickered.
Unaware, or ignoring, anything that wasn't his target, Sokka continued to flirt with Jasmine and flex his muscles.
"Yep. I hardly get injured at a fight, but even I get a scratch from time to time. I'll be sure to come by and say hello."
Katara noticed the deathly quiet atmosphere around the table. She really began to worry when one of the men whispered "Kid got balls" and another shook his head and hands in a "no" feverishly. Please don't tell her that Sokka was hitting on Zuko's girlfriend, they both will be dead deal or not.
"Ahm… Sokka-"
"Not now sis. Anyway, how about you show me your place after the meal? I could use a full checkup."
Katara swore she could hear a fly with all the silence.
"Kid, you really shouldn't –"
One of the men at the table tried to warn her brother, to no avail.
"Am… there's really no need, I already did a checkup when you were unconscious."
Jasmine looked at Zuko for help.
"Really? So did you like checking me up? How was it?"
"Ahm…"
Thankfully Zuko came to the rescue.
"Well, if we finished eating than I think it's time to have a proper tour for you two."
"An excellent idea boss!"
Mi-Dved proclaimed with too much spirit as he put one hand on her brother's shoulder, which covered nearly the entire said shoulder.
"I will personally give our southern friend here a tour he will never forget. We'll have long time to talk about everything that has to do with my little sister."
Katara had a feeling that the hold in the end was way stronger than at the beginning.
"Your… little… sister…?"
Sokka said in a terrified voice. His skin color changed as well to a very pale shade, so pail he could masquerade as fire nation nobility. Honestly Katara couldn't blame him, she would probably wet herself as well. But then again it was Sokka's fault to begin with, if he just had his mouth shut then nothing would have happened.
"An excellent idea Mi-Dved, if the two of you are finished than you may as well start now."
Zuko said, most likely unwilling to stand between an almost seven feet tall mountain of a man that is pissed off like only a big brother could be, and his target.
"As you say, boss!"
Mi-Dved then casually warped his massive arm around her near catatonic brother's shoulders and easily got up, Sokka dangling in the air. He then continued walking as if he didn't carry a healthy weighted teen with one hand.
"I'm so sorry!"
Katara said once the two got out of sight.
"I swear, he's usually more well behaved."
Luckily Zuko wasn't as hotheaded as she thought.
"Ahm, let me guess, the two of you are the only teenagers in the hundred miles radius?"
"Well… yes…"
Katara could hear the muttering of the men.
"Explains a lot."
"Poor kid, now I actually feel sorry for him."
"Can't imagine myself in his shoes."
Katara once again apologized, this time to the other girl on the ship.
"Again I'm sorry about this, if there is anything I can do to make up for it-"
Jasmine waved her off.
"Don't worry, it's not the first time someone tried to flirt with me. For all of your brother's inexperience, I'll give it to him that he wasn't too forceful about it comparing to others."
"Although I would advise against doing that next to the big overprotective brother."
Jasmine added in the end.
"Will he be fine?"
Katara asked in concern.
"Don't worry, Mi-Dved is a big boy and can take care of himself."
Zuko said ever so helpfully.
"I meant my brother!"
"Oh don't worry. My brother may look like the stereotypical bandit thug but he's downright civil when needs to be. Besides a few scares your brother will be fine."
Jasmine assured her.
"Oh, thanks."
Katara let out a sigh of relief.
The table quickly changed conversation to many things Katara had no idea about. Not looking at a gifted ostrich horse in its beak, she used this opportunity to eat her meal in silence.
"You know, you should go with Jasmine as well."
Zuko said when they finished eating.
"It will be better if your guide will be a fellow woman, especially approximately your age. Besides, it will give Jasmine her much needed 'girl time'."
"It's a great idea!"
Jasmine proclaimed.
"We can later have you try all those spare clothes I have from Loban!"
"Ah…"
New clothes did sound nice to Katara, who basically had to reuse and repair her old pakra.
"Well, you two have fun. I'm going to see if Sokka is still in one piece."
Zuko said as he got up.
"Oh, and Katara?"
"Yes?"
"Come to my room when the sun sets and I'll do my part of the deal."
He said as he left the canteen.
Sokka had to admit that he may have gone overboard a little. He also may have wetted himself a little when Mi-Dved brought the two of them to an empty room. The larger man then unceremoniously dropped Sokka to the floor.
"Hey, l-listen-"
Mi-Dved interrupted him with a raised hand.
"I know that my sister has a talent for drowning attention, wither willingly or not, you don't need to explain yourself. But come on man, is it the best you can do?"
"Am… excuse me?"
Sokka was extremely confused.
"I mean seriously, was that the first time you talked to a girl that wasn't your sister? It hurts my pride as a man."
Sokka really didn't know what to feel about this. On one hand he had never felt so humiliated, on the other hand…
"So… You're not going to kill me?"
The bigger man actually laughed.
"Kill you? I'm barley even mad at you for flirting with my sister… if you can call that flirting. I'm more sad for you actually."
Sokka decided to ignore the last part.
"Really?! Don't get me wrong I love all of my organs where they are, but I would be extremely mad if someone flirted with Katara."
"Eh, you get used to it after a while, especially if those idiots give free stuff. Besides, as much as I hate it, Jasmine is a big girl and can make her own decision. Often better than myself but don't tell anyone I said that."
Sokka nodded his head slowly, not willing to anger the giant before him.
"I was more worried for you actually. I love my sister and all, but she can be a manipulative… let's just say that she likes to squeeze naïve boys like you for all of their worth."
"Oh…"
"Yeah, last guy who talked to her like that, and wasn't a son of an influential criminal… well, let's just say that she somehow lost her bracelet in a pack of ostrich horses at mating season and convinced said idiot to fetch it for her. He never bothered anyone ever again."
Sokka gulped.
"Jasmine is off limits, got it."
"Good, now with the unpleasantness out of the way we can begin your tour."
Mi-Dved rose and opened the door for the two of them. They continued walking across the ship as the earth bender told Sokka about the various rooms and functions of the ship.
"And this is the steam room, here are the engines that make the ship move. Don't go in there, besides the terrible heat you will lose a hand if you move in the wrong direction."
"Got it."
"And to- Oh, hey boss."
Sokka turned around to find none other than Zuko himself.
"Hello Mi-Dved, Sokka, you two still alive?"
"Yeah, no big deal boss. We talked our differences out and all."
The prince nodded at Mi-Dved's words.
"Good. Oh, and once you two finish bring Sokka to the deck. I need to evaluate his fighting capacities and see where to build up from."
"I'm sorry?"
Sokka was confused, Zuko however clarified things.
"You didn't think you would do nothing at all did you? The two of you may be here because of the deal I made with your sister, but that doesn't mean you will be bumming around. You are a part of the crew now and that means that you will have rights and duties as well. See you at the deck."
Zuko that left the two teens alone.
As Sokka continued his tour with Mi-Dved, so did Katara with Jasmine. Unlike the boys, however, their tour started with a much more positive atmosphere.
"So… How is it like here on the ship?"
Katara asked.
"Well, it can get sometimes lonely with being the only girl on the ship, but other than that? Much better than to sleep on the streets."
"And they are treating you well?"
Katara asked, hoping to get some dirt on Zuko and the fire nation.
"Yes actually, besides the random comment of getting out of the way, there is nothing to complain about. At the start there was a bit of mistrust between us because my brother and I were strangers and not fire nation, but as time went on we grew closer. Mi-Dved is actually a star in the card games here."
"Really?"
The idea was still absurd to her. She was somehow fine with the man of the greenhouse after they were revealed to be working with the fire nation because they were from the earth kingdom and had little other choice, therefor they were inherently good.
The prince and the soldiers under him though were fire nation through and through, they were supposed to be monsters like no others. And yet, the girl in front of her lived among them for weeks and actually had positive views about them. Katara also couldn't detect any lies from her.
"It's good to hear. You said that you are working as a medic, right? How do you treat injuries here then?"
Katara said as she tried to change the subject. It seems to be working because Jasmine was eager to talk about it.
"Oh I use some of the things I learned at Amora. You can say many things about the people there, but they know their way with drugs. I had to experiment sometimes and Mi-Dved had been in a lot of fights, so I have experience."
"Really? And what herbs do you use?"
Katara helped Gran-Gran with medicine as well, so it was interesting to now other ways of healing. Besides, it was good to know that the two of them had something to talk about. What continued was a conversation about various different recipes for salves and debates about the right approach to take care of different injuries. It came to the point where Katara actually was a little disappointed that their tour was over.
"Hey, my shift is about to begin, want to join?"
Jasmine asked.
"Sure!"
And so, the two walked to the infantry and reached there after a few minutes.
"Ah, Jasmine, here for your shift?"
A middle-aged man greeted the them as they entered. He was of medium height and had the traditional beard some of the fire nation men had.
"And who is your friend?"
"Hey Pho, ready as always. This is Katara, the new member of our crew. Prince Zuko personally picked her, and she showed some knowledge about medicine. Do you mind if she joins us?"
"Well, if you vouch for her then I see no reason to not let her help, at least in the more manual parts. We could always use a helping hand."
The medic introduced her to the office and told her to put some glass bottles in order. On the way he answered a few of her questions about said bottles.
"The idea itself is actually very simple."
Pho explained.
"You see, the body does produce a countering agent to the venom. Unfortunately, in most cases the process itself is just too slow and by the time that there are enough agents to counter the specific venom the person in question is already dead.
"So what we do is injecting a drop of the poison we want to cure into a big animal like a komodo rhino and do this for a week or two. The animal does not even feel the poison and her body is creating an antidote. At the end we draw the antidote from its blood."
"But wouldn't it kill the animal?"
Katara asked.
"Oh no, a komodo rhino can spill ten liters of blood before it even feels anything and we use needles to make sure the process is as smooth as possible."
"What's a needle?"
Katara asked the medic, she had never heard of something like that from her grandmother.
The medic drew something from a shelf, uncapped it and showed it to her. It had a strange shape, a sharp (sharper then anything she had seen before) end on one side and a flat end on the other.
It also has a cylindrical body with a liquid inside.
"This is a needle. It can easily and more or less painlessly enter the body and either drew or inject something when you pull or push the handle on the other side."
The medic showed said handle.
"This one is filled with a dose of a calming drug known as 'milk of the Poppy', it calms the patient before a surgery. This thing is dangerous if you overdose so we use it only when necessary and only from needles that have a specific volume."
He continued to show her a rad line with a number on it before capping the pointy end and putting it back to the drawer.
Katara could clearly see the use of such things.
"You will get to know them very well in the next week anyway."
The medic said.
"Hm? Why?"
"Well, you do need to be vaccinated. You most likely didn't have any of the common sicknesses because of your isolation in the pole, therefore you are vulnerable to diseases. We can't have you die under the prince's watch because of a common cold, can we?"
Suddenly Katara became less thrilled about the needles, and much much more scared. She started to run to the door but was suddenly knocked down to the floor when it opened, and she crashed into something that felt like a cliff.
"Ouch…"
She said as she rubbed her head in pain.
"Oh, sorry. Didn't see you there."
None other than Mi-Dved said it as he loomed over her with a hand to help her up. To add insult to injury, he didn't wear any armor, so the painful feeling was from running into his rock-hard body. A very fitting irony for an earth bender.
"Let me guess, vaccination?"
Mi-Dved asked knowingly and received a nod in confirmation from the other two.
"Yeah, had the same response."
"Oh I remember well. We had to have ten men to hold you down enough for me to do my thing."
Pho remembered as the big earth bender blushed and rubbed his head. Katara expected Jasmine to at least chuckle a little, but the girl stayed quiet. most likely she had a similar reaction like her brother and Katara.
"Right… Anyway, prince Zuko is now evaluating the fresh meat so you probably should come to patch the new guy up."
Mi-Dved said.
"Of course, they're on the bridge I assume?"
"Yep."
"Wait, Sokka is going to fight Zuko?!"
Katara suddenly yelled.
"He's going to kill him!"
"Neh, Zuko will be fine. He's tougher than he looks."
It seems that boys of all civilizations were created to make her life more difficult.
"And he looks very tough…"
Katara decided to ignore her fellow woman's muttering.
"In all seriousness now."
Mi-Dved calmed her down as he raised his hand in a stop signal.
"Prince Zuko will do nothing to harm your brother, maybe a blue mark here and there but nothing beyond. He just needs to know the limits of your brother to know how to train him."
"Sokka will be dead tired though, and probably will fill his muscles burn for the next few days."
Mi-Dved then added in a thoughtful tone.
"Oh, I remember the feeling well enough."
Pho the medic added his own thoughts.
"My muscles hurt for a week after the prince started his training regime. On the bright side, I lost all my fat and actually have a six pack now."
Katara looked at the man again and noticed after a closer examination that he did have a body that is more fitted to a warrior then a person who works with medicine. She had to wonder what kind of brutal training did they receive to change them so much.
A new weird and disgusting part of her wondered if all the other men on the ship have such physics and how many packs does Zuko has as the one who invented this training…
She shook the thoughts out of her head and tried to hide her blush. Luckily the medic was too busy preparing his bag to notice her and Mi-Dved was mercifully too clueless in the art of understanding women.
A glance at her side revealed that her fellow female wasn't fooled. Jasmine gave her a knowing look combined with a smirk and a wink.
Truly Jasmine is a dangerous, dangerous woman.
"Let's just go…"
Katara said as she put her head in her hands to avoid further humiliation.
To her fortune, the medic finally finished his presentation and they left to the deck. She could only hope that her brother wasn't in too much trouble.
Sokka was in trouble.
He knew it the moment he stepped out to the deck.
He was greeted with a crowd of people, at least as much as it was possible with the huge crates on the deck. No doubt they all were eager to see their prince brutalize the water tribe barbarian.
The prince was standing there as well, and with a strange attire. His helmet was on as always, but he lacked the armor he usually wore. Instead, he had a loose short sleeved tonic and shorts. It showed off his arms and legs and Sokka immediately knew that he wasn't the stronger teen.
Zuko also had a wooden sword in his hand and strange metal constructors on each limb, arms and legs. What for Sokka had no idea, they weren't as good of a shield as his gauntlets and seemed to weight far more.
"Good, you're here."
Zuko said evenly.
"And you brought your chosen weapon with you."
The prince pointed at his boomerang and whale bone club.
"Am… Yes, is it ok?"
Sokka asked unsurely.
"Yes, yes, it's good."
Zuko calmed him down and continued his explanation.
"This is what we're going to do, the two of us will spar in a mock battle. This way I will be able to gauge your skills. For the sake of fairness, I won't be wearing my armor and be as vulnerable to attacks as you. I will also wear those cuffs."
Zuko showed him said cuffs on his hand.
"The weight of the cuffs will pressure me and will make sure that we have as equal straight as possible. I will also be forbidden to use my fire bending."
As far as Sokka was concerned, those chances were as good as he can get. The man inside of him was nursing a huge blow to his ego, true, but his survival instincts pushed that thought aside for now. He knew that he needed any chance he can get.
"My uncle will start the counting."
Sokka nodded, a determined look filled his face as the old man started to count down.
"Five… Four… Three… Two… One… Begin!"
Sokka immediately threw his boomerang at the prince, only for Zuko to move his head right to evade it.
"It could have been faster."
Zuko commented with his arms crossed.
"Oh, it's as fast as it needs to be. You should never underestimate the water tribe."
Sokka said with a smirk as he waited for his trusty boomerang to come back and hit Zuko in the head. And it did, only to Sokka's surprise and growing horror Zuko merely moved his head left and once again evaded the blow completely.
Sokka almost didn't catch his boomerang from the surprise.
"H-how?"
"You do understand that a boomerang is known mainly for his ability to return, right? Besides, I could hear the airflow as it spun back. You will need more practice with that."
Sokka shook off his stupor and rushed the fire prince with his mace as he yelled like a warrior. No one, and he means no one, makes fun of his ability with his trusty boomerang.
He thought that he had the upper hand since Zuko didn't move an inch, most likely being scared by his battle cry. He was proven dead wrong, however, when Zuko easy parried his mace and gave him a strong punch to the stomach.
Sokka immediately fell and clutched his belly in pain.
"You're telegraphing, now get up and try again."
Sokka took a moment to gather himself before getting up and attacking Zuko again. Only to be brought back down in the same manner as before.
"You leave your left side open. Gurd it and try again."
Katara watched helplessly as her brother was brought down again and again. She looked to her sides to see if she could find some help, maybe the prince's uncle?
She decided it was worth a try.
"Sir, please, can you stop it? My brother is dying there!"
The old man looked as her with understanding.
"I know that it may seem harsh to you, but I agree with the idea of my nephew. I assure you that if your brother was in any real danger, I would have stopped that training immediately."
"You call this training?!"
Katara said appalled.
"He's beating my brother black and blue!"
"His approach is a bit harsher then I would have liked, true, but look at your brother closely. Do you see how he is improving? Each try is better than the last, your brother is learning from his experience."
Katara looked closely and saw that her brother actually managed to trade a few blows before going down now. Oh, he still was grossly outmatched, and she doubted he will land a blow, but it was a far cry from his first… attempt.
"But he's clearly outmatched."
Katara said, only for another voice to cut in.
"Not really."
Mi-Dved said.
"See those cuffs? I can tell you from experience that they aren't light. If I had to guess, then the combined weight Zuko feels right now is that of a feel grown man. I can assure you that Zuko is under much more strain than your brother right now."
"And he also aims for parts that wouldn't leave any lasting damage, any strike is precisely to avoid maiming."
"He certainly doesn't look strained."
Katara commented.
"He certainly doesn't~"
Jasmine said next to her in a dreamy tone.
The two continued their spar for another hour. Sokka was deadbeat on the floor, breathing heavily. Zuko was on his feet and even he showed signs of tiredness.
He had a layer of sweat that was shown under the rays of the sun and glued his tonic to his well-defined muscles. It also enabled her notice how his chest slowly rose up and down while his hands were flexing from holding the cuffs for so long…
Katara once again shook her head and erased those strange thoughts. This time it seems that Jasmine was too busy enjoying the show, so Katara didn't get caught this time.
Sokka rose up once again, barley standing on his feet, as Zuko held his hand to hold him.
"This is enough, I have a basic understanding where you stand. Take the rest of the day off and come back here tomorrow at the same time. Good work."
Sokka fell to his knees as the adrenaline rush faded and was quickly surrounded by herself, Jasmine and Pho.
"He's good, just tired!"
Pho declared as he gave her brother water.
After two minutes Sokka could again walk by himself and was accompanied by Pho and herself to their room. From behind, she could here Zuko address the rest of the man.
"And where do you think you're going? Our training is just starting!"
Zuko was truly a monster, going from one grueling training to another. Then again, what could she expect from the fire prince?
After a little walk, Pho gently put Sokka to bed.
"Argh… I think that I'm going to die…"
"You did good kid."
Pho assured him.
"In fact, I wasn't much better in my first time as well, and I was part of a group."
The medic left some meat, fruits and water. He addressed her before leaving.
"Make sure he drinks a lot and eats. Give him a pause of five minutes between food and water and make sure that he doesn't eat everything at once."
At her nod the man left.
When she was sure that they were alone she turned back to her brother.
"Sokka, how are you feeling?"
"Everything hurts… even places I didn't know I have…"
Katara was really concerned now.
"Forgot my water bending, we are running away tonight. Do you think you will be well enough by then? We'll figure something out once we're away."
She didn't care to lose her bending if it meant to spare her brother from all of that. To her shock Sokka moved his head from side to side in denial.
"No… bad idea. They will catch us way before we'll make it to deck… Besides, you need someone to teach you water bending. This isn't so bad."
It seems that her brother finally lost his mind.
"No bad? You're all black and blue! You can't seriously think that you will survive like this! Did Zuko hit you too many times in the head? No, obviously he did!"
"Ow ow please… head hurts…"
"Sorry…"
"Now please listen to me."
Sokka said.
"This was torture, yes, but it was something I had to go through. No, listen up."
He stopped her before she could say anything.
"This hour… I made there more progress then in ten years. Zuko showed me how far I still have to go before I can call myself a warrior. I need this. Like you need a water bending master, I need someone to teach me how to fight. And hey, it's only fare that I will share your suffering if you have to call Zuko 'master'."
"It's stupid."
"Not more than your idea."
She hated it when Sokka made sense, it was so unlike him.
"Just don't kill yourself over it, okay?"
"Yes mom."
Katara snorted in response.
Satoru watched as his uncle's men prepared the stuff for his experiment.
"I'm sorry again if I cause too much trouble."
His uncle, Loban, was a busy man, especially now with all the growth he was making.
"Oh, feel nothing about it, nephew."
His uncle waved his concern off.
"I always have a spot for my family. Besides, with all of your recent ideas it is I who should be grateful."
Uncle of course was talking about the stuff he made like the Lightray that shows a direct line of light for far distance and is now equipped in many places, especially on strongholds and the newly created airships.
He also designed a machine that drills fast into the soil, something his uncle was extremely thrilled about for the lack of earth benders.
"And don't worry about the cost, a few ten thousand coins is of little consequences now."
The two watched as the men around them finished preparing the experiment. It looked like a crystal ball, not unlike the ones you see with fortune tellers. If one looked closely, they could see metal wires inside the ball. As well as wires that were going to a generator.
The idea of the experiment was simple enough, they will use the generator to cause heat to the thin metal thread inside the ball of glass. The ball itself was a vacuum, or at least it didn't have any flammable gases. By his expectations, the thread should make a light but not burn, there giving a constant light supply until the generator stops working.
It was a fascinating concept really, this electricity. Ever since he overheard his uncle talk about it with the stuff, the inventor in him grew ever more curious. He began searching on his own and even was able to beg his uncle for a look at the literature the prince brought with him on the theme.
Anyway, they watched as the experiment was commencing for the one hundred and eighty sixths time. The generator gave power as a man was spinning the wheel there and the ball of glass was illuminating. After a minute of waiting the ball seemed to stay lit.
The light itself was deem compared to a torch, but it was constant and steady. He was disappointed a little but a look at his uncle told a different story.
"Marvelous, simply marvelous!"
His uncle called.
"It seems like we found the right combination at last! Now I want ten different devices like this prepared for tomorrow, each will have a thinner light thread then the last."
His uncle turned to him now.
"This is great news nephew. After some tinkering, we should be able to make a light source entirely separated from fire. With this we should be able to bring light even to the small villages and make fortune in the progress!"
His uncle put a hand on his shoulder.
"And it's all thanks to you, well done nephew."
"Thanks."
"And it should be ready just in time for the prince's arrival."
"I'm sorry, what?!"
His uncle chuckled as his expression.
"Oh right, I didn't mentioned it. Prince Zuko is due to return here from the south pole in a few days, a day or two after the Beifong delegation actually."
He heard about it, lord Beifong and his uncle were discussing terms for future cooperation. As part of it, Beifong would have met his uncle face to face. Unfortunately, with the need to keep Gaoling stable, Lord Beifong had to stay in his land.
Because of that a delegation containing his wife and daughter was coming here to see the factories. Personally, he thought that politics were involved, but staff like that didn't interest him.
"Now with this out of the way we should prepare for the Beifongs. I want you to leave a good first impression on both of them."
"Uncle!..."
His uncle made it known that he hoped to secure for him a match with the future lady Beifong. No matter how many times he talks with his uncle, the men didn't relent.
At first his uncle thought of maybe having something with the crown princess, but after his trip to the capital he dropped that idea. He claimed that he would never allow his nephew to be tied for such a creature.
A part of him shuddered of imagining just what princess Azula did to cause such a reaction from a pragmatic man like his uncle.
From there, and after discovering that the Beifongs had a daughter, it seemed to have changed sights. A few lettered conversations with prince Zuko only enforced his opinion.
Satoru was very happy that his uncle took such interest in his life, really, but could he please not act as a matchmaker? He was more interested in machines then in girls.
With little option, he followed his uncle.
Zuko and his crew left the south pole with lots of spoils of many kinds, unaware of the changes they caused, nor the chaos they unleashed. Spirits are slow to act, understandable considering their age, but when they do, they do it with force.
The wave of energy that was released from the reboot of the Overlord's Workshop was felt across the world by all who had a deep connection to the word itself.
To the west, two spirits met and hushed concerns about the return of their hunter. One a healer of painted face and one a trader of faces.
To the east, an old guru who waited patiently for the avatar to come to him was deeply disturbed in his meditation, having sensed something he had never seen before.
In the north, two fish encircled each other faster then before and prepared to the inevitable conflict with their foe.
And in the south… the energy wave caused a certain spirit to start awakening from the comma it was forced to enter. It was slow, but in a sun's turn from now the spirit will achieve enough awareness to awake its host, and break from its icy prison.
But the effects weren't felt only in the mortal realm, the spirit world was in disorder as well. Many spirits, well effected by the continues conflict of their mortal counterparts, answered the call of violence that was silenced for over three thousand years.
In the swampy plane, a face stealing centipede was having a mixed reaction of fear and rage. It remembered well the wounds the abomination and its puppets inflicted upon it.
And in the exact middle of the spirit world, in a storm of chaos inside of a tree, the spirit of darkness once again shifted its gaze towards the material plane. A single word uttered from its nonexistent mouth which was heard by all spirits.
"Son…"
AN
Hey, I'm noy dead!
Thank you all for your warm words.
anyway, I had planned to add a segment of Katara's training to mirror Sokka's but decided to cut the chapter here. we'll see that in the next chapter though, as well as the meeting with all the none avatar characters from the original four Gaang.
thinks things of stabilized here, but I will still be very busy in the next few months. I still can't tell when will be my next update.
anyway, please tell me what you think about the chapter, as well as what you think will happen next.
Chapter 30: Chapter 29
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar: The last airbender
Chapter 29
Katara wondered what exactly got herself in this situation. She was now trying, and failing, to do a split.
"Come on Katara, push and pull!"
Jasmine said.
It was easy for her, Katara thought bitterly, the vixen of a girl in question was already in a full split and didn't even seem to be affected by it. If anything, she seemed a little bored as she had her elbows on the ground and looked at her nails.
Seriously, what is wrong with that girl? There is no way someone could be that flexible!
"Achoo!"
Ty Lee sneezed for no apparent reason as Mai gave her a napkin.
"Thank you!"
"How… are you doing it?"
Katara struggled to talk under the strain.
"Practice. Living in the red-light district also helped. How is your shoulder by the way?"
"Much… better…"
Katara, as well as Sokka, have been vaccinated a few days ago. She had been told to close her eyes and aside from a little pressure, she felt nothing. She did feel her shoulder go numb after the injection though.
"It's good to hear. Oh well, you have spent enough time butchering the split, I think."
The two girls got up, one had a much easier time than the other. All the while, Katara thought again how it came up to this.
She was standing now in front of Zuko in his office with Sokka, who had rested enough to walk by himself now, at her side. They had their water bending lesson and Zuko showed her the moves to move the water from one bucket to another.
"Argh… "
Katara had a very hard time moving the entire amount of water. She did the steps a few times, even if Zuko had to correct her here and there, but the amount of liquid she could carry with herself without falling was something like a glass of water.
In the end, Zuko stopped her and ended the lesson.
"Okay, that's enough for today. Listen, you need to raise your stamina."
"So are… you going to beat me like Sokka?"
Katara feared the answer.
"Good Agni, no!"
Zuko said bewildered, thank La for that.
"No. Besides the fact that your body literally would crumble under the stress, you will need less muscles and more agility and stamina. I will have someone else plan your physical training."
"Really?"
Katara was surprised, who did the prince trust enough? Was that his uncle?
"Yes, I will talk about that with Jasmine. She will come up with something tomorrow."
And came up with something she did.
It wasn't the brutal beating Zuko did to Sokka, but it was torture on its own. Jasmine had Katara do various small exercises that on their own seemed insignificant, but together they pushed Katara past her limits.
Hits, that what Jasmine called it. And unlike a regular exercise that will be over after a few repeats, her training was for half an hour no matter how many times Katara did the sets.
One time Katara thought to ease up because of that but Jasmine had none of it. The damn cow even called her fat!
While it did sour her relationship with the other girl somewhat, she did notice that she could do much more than usual. Even her bending took a dramatic turn as she was able to move around water from ten buckets.
Katara decided to be the bigger woman and forgive her sun kissed friend.
"Now two minutes of Splank."
That didn't mean that Katara couldn't call her names in her mind.
Hopefully once they reach the new land, she will have some time to rest. She must admit that a part of her was excited being outside of the pole, she wondered who she would meet there.
Suki had mixed opinions.
Ever since Mi-Dved visited them and had his meeting with Lin, which ended in her being caught spying… Suki still shudders from the experience afterwards.
Anyway, ever since then Lin was corresponding regularly with Zuko, or at least that's what Suki gathered. Lin was also drilling the girls with more tactics about covert operation and infiltration, much different from the usual island defense they were used to.
Suki, as well as some of the other girls, had some guesses about what all that was about. That's why they weren't too surprised when Lin said that she'd take most of the girls with her to the mainland, and to the fire nation controlled Gaoling of all places.
Their reception was… interesting.
They were immediately received by the man in charge, an old fire nation veteran named Shen. He waited for them with an escort and when he was asked how he knew in advance about their unexpected arrival he simply pointed them up.
Apparently, the famous eyes noticed their ship and recognized it as a vessel from Kyoshi. From there it was a matter of minutes to greet them.
As expected from a recently conquered town, Gaoling was filled with fire nation soldiers, both male and female. It, however, had relatively small signs of conflict, later she found out that the city surrendered relatively peacefully.
She was again surprised that all of this was achieved by Zuko in less than two weeks. Thinking about it again, she shouldn't really be surprised, Zuko had a talent for doing unexpected and extraordinary things.
She really hoped that he was here…
They were led to the Beifong estate and met with lord Beifong himself. He of course thanked them for coming and showed them their new room. Suki had to admit that she could get used to all the luxury.
Rest, however, was not meant to be long as Lyn had them practice immediately the next day. This time it was different because they were training with fire nation soldiers in joint operations.
It was a weird experience to say the least and it took a few tries, but Suki certainly could appreciate the fire cover. It also gave them the respect of the soldiers, who had concerns with working with non-fire nation teenagers. She appreciated that being an all women group had nothing to do with it.
Another new thing was the new… companionship.
Unlike the boys on the island, the privates at the fire army actually had the balls to ask her girls and herself out. It wasn't on duty obviously (say what you want about the fire army, discipline was severe there), but off duty the girls found themselves having a lot of propositions.
Lyn, of course, had none of this and threatened to punish the girls severely if one were to be caught with a boy. Even so, Suki knew some girls who decided it was better to ask forgiveness than permission.
She herself was asked several times but turned down each and every guy. she already had eyes on somebody and after spending time with him all the other boys fell short…
Then one day Lyn told them that they are to accompany the ladies Popy and Toph Beifong on their trip to some island while Lyn herself will stay and iron some things with commander Shen and lord Beifong.
Privately, Lyn told her that they are going to the island to get some unique equipment to help them with their missions. She also told Suki to keep it quiet because it was an under the table deal.
And this is how she found herself in a ship entering the mysterious island while forcing Toph to drink something to calm her sea sickness.
"Come on, you need to drink all of it."
"But it's disgusting!"
"It's how you know it works. Now do you want to embarrass yourself in front of everyone when you puke while we disembark or not?"
"Argh… fine, give be this stupid thing…"
Spirits, was she also this bratty when she was that age?
With Toph being taken care of, Suki decided to go to the deck to see the island itself. as she went up, she heard her sisters talking among themselves.
"Look at the size of that building, you can store couriers in that…"
"I have never seen so many eyes before…"
"Are those factories?! I never thought that they were so big!"
And as Suki was on deck, she could see what her sisters were talking about.
In front of her was a medium-sized island that was turn in half between the natural environment and the industrial side of the factory. Suki had to admit that it wasn't the most pleasant view.
The factory itself was huge, for lack of better words. In reality, it was more like a cluster of factories glued together to create one giant building.
There was a building on the shore that covered a big part of the ocean as well. It was impossible to see what was going on in there, but with all the eyes and security on that place specifically she didn't throw away the idea that they were building an armada there.
On the dock they were greeted by a bald fat man with glasses, another kid with glasses and their escort.
"Greetings lady Beifong, I hope that the trip was to your liking."
The man bowed to lady Popy, which she returned.
"Mister Loban, thank you for your hospitality. The trip went well."
The two exchanged pleasantries before Loban showed them their rooms.
It was a very nice room Suki had to admit, even if it fell extremely short after being used to the hospitality of the Beifongs. She shared her room with some of her sisters.
"Argh, I can't believe Lyn forced us to move all the way here… Li promised to take me to a date."
One of her roommates said.
"Was he the fire bender with the mustache or the engineer?"
"The fire bender. He promised to take me to a date across the town."
Suki knew the guy, personally she thought that he was rather unimpressive with mediocre looks and bending. Then again, she compared him to Zuko of all people, so maybe she was too harsh.
Deciding to end the gossip for now, she changed the conversation.
"Say girls, what do you think about the island so far?"
Suki asked.
"Well… The factories are certainly an eyesore, but the town around it is good enough. It's hard to think that it was built for refugees."
Another girl answered.
"Yeah, it's totally not what one is expecting from a refugee camp. It's even more bizarre to think that it used to be a pirate stronghold."
"Totally, and once again it was all thanks to Zuko. I got to hand it to you Suki, you sure know how to pick them up."
"Wh-what?! Girls, I have no idea what you're talking about!"
Suki was sure that the blush on her face wasn't helping her stance.
"Suuure… your blush totally doesn't say otherwise."
"Yeah! And what about the Zuko doll you're hide under your pillow?"
"It is a souvenir! Nothing more!"
Suki feverishly hid the doll even deeper under the pillow.
"It was the first thing that I saw, they are like, everywhere here."
And she wasn't wrong, Zuko dolls are extremely popular here. She could walk the street without seeing his face (or helmet).
"And the pillow with his face on it?"
"I BOUGHT NO SUCH THING!"
She did.
A knock on the door stopped that conversation, thank the spirits.
"Come in!"
One of the female maids entered the room at Suki's call.
"Pardon for the intrusion, miss Suki. Loban had sent me to inform you that he got a massive from the prince that says that the prince will come in a day's time. He's sorry again for the late notice."
The maid went out and closed the door. Of course, the other girls quickly sank their fangs on her poor self.
"Oh, my spirits! Suki, your boyfriend is coming!"
"He doesn't know you're here, right? How are you going to surprise him?"
"Are you going to kiss him again?"
"Should we find another room to sleep in for tomorrow or are you going to him?"
Suki couldn't do anything but groan and hide her face in her hands.
Zuko finally saw the island in the distance, he had to admit that the place had a few changes from last time.
"I see that they finally finished the construction of the shipyard, good. It should be just barely big enough to construct Project SADARA."
'It's four times bigger than an emperor class cruiser!'
"I know, we'll have to build it piece by piece like a puzzle."
'I don't think you understand my point…'
"So… this is how the rest of the world looks like?"
Sokka's voice came from his side and Zuko turned his head to answer.
"No, far from it. This specific island is also an industrial spot with many factories in it because of the resources of this and nearby islands. I personally like this island because of its relative distance from the mainland, of course the fact that I conquered it from pirates also helps."
"That's the island I talked about."
Mi-Dved added at the confused glance of the water tribe siblings.
"Oh."
Zuko continued his explanation.
"Anyway, we'll stop here for two days or so to resupply and store the cargo."
He ignored the "thank Agni" muttering he heard from behind his back.
"While I'll have some businesses to attend to on the island, you all are free to explore as you like. Katara and Sokka, you will accompany Jasmine and Mi-Dved respectfully."
"What? Why! You just said that we're free to explore as we'd like!"
"Because I don't trust the two of you to not cause any misunderstanding Sokka. The two of you are in a new place filled with strangers and unknown customs, I wouldn't be surprised if someone challenges you to an honor duel because you said the wrong thing to the wrong person."
"Yeah… I can see that happen."
Sokka admitted.
"I should be away for the day, so any training will be postponed until after we leave."
"Well, aren't those some familiar faces~"
Zuko looked at the docks to see what caught Sai's attention and much to his surprise he indeed saw familiar faces standing next to Loban (and who must be the nephew Loban likes to talk about so much).
'What are Toph and Popy doing here? And are those… the Kyoshi warriors?'
"Only one way to know, your highness."
"Who are the colorful ladies?"
Sokka asked.
"Kyoshi warriors, a group of all female warriors dedicated to follow and protect avatar Kyoshi's island and legacy."
Zuko answered and continued his explanation after he noticed Sokka's disbelieving look.
"Ask for a spar if you want. See the tiara wearing girl in the front?"
Sokka nodded positively.
"Ask her for a spar, if you manage to win at least one time out of five then I will give you the rest of the week off."
"Wait, really? And all I have to do is to beat a girl in a spar?"
Sokka asked surprised. The surprise turned into suspension.
"Are you setting me up? Having me beat up a defenseless girl?"
"I am setting you up."
Zuko answered calmly.
"But you really shouldn't worry about Suki. Take it or not, it's up to you."
Zuko then turned and left to greet the welcoming party.
"Prince Zuko! Welcome back."
Loban greeted him at the docks.
"Glad to be back."
Zuko shook hands with the businessman.
"I see that you were busy while I was away."
Zuko nodded at the many new constructions that weren't there in his last visit, both industrial and civilian.
"I'm glad you like it! Money and good conditions do wonders for manpower, but you already know it. All of this is your achievement as well after all."
Zuko nodded to Loban and turned his gaze to the kid next to him. Looking closely, the boy was somewhere near Toph's age. He had round glasses and all in all, just screamed "dork". Zuko didn't even know what the word meant.
"And you must be Storu, your uncle speaks highly of you."."
"T-thank you y-your highness!"
Zuko wasn't sure if the kid stuttered bacause he was scared of Zuko or in owe meeting royalty, but his knees weren't shaking so Zuko assumed the later.
He then turned to the women.
"Lady Beifong, Toph, it's a pleasant surprise to see you again."
"You as well, your highness. My daughter and I are on a visit in my husband's steed, he is too preoccupied with running the area as for now."
Popy said warmly.
"My daughter in particular missed your company your highness, I hope that you will have a window open for us in your schedule."
"Mom…"
"Of course, I'll be happy."
Zuko accepted Popy's invitation while ignoring her daughter's distress.
"And Suki."
He turned to the last familiar face.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm happy to see you, but what are you doing here?"
"The Kyoshi warriors took residence in Gaoling for the last few weeks and they were kind enough to act as an additional security in those uncertain times."
Popy explained.
"Suki is in charge of our security during the trip."
"It's very impressive."
Zuko nodded towards the paint covered girl, who he noticed was a bit redder then before.
"It seems like we have a lot to talk about, wre you free tomorrow morning? With the lady's permission of course."
Popy was technically Suki's employer now, he at least had to be courteous if he borrows from her workers.
"Oh, it's completely fine."
The Beifong matriarch waved her hand dismissively.
"Suki is a good girl and earned enough for a day off, have fun you too."
Suki's face was definitely redder than before.
On other matters, Zuko suddenly felt something scary from behind him. He looked in the direction but the only thing he saw was Jasmine smiling with eyes closed and hands behind her back.
'Sai… what was it?'
'Don't worry about it, engaging will only make it worse.'
'Okay…'
"In any case."
Zuko decided to change the subject.
"Mi-Dved, Jasmine, you'll take Xing for a walk."
"Understood!"
Both siblings replied.
"And please make sure that Xing doesn't kill a third of the animals in the island… again."
"We'll do our best!"
Jasmine promised as she saluted.
'I'm not relived.'
"At least she's distracted."
"By the way, let me introduce you to Sokka and Katara of the south pole."
The water siblings uncertainty stepped forward as he noticed the Beifongs exchanging looks, good.
"They agree to accompany me as part a cultural program I'm working on. I think that it would be a good experience for them to mean a not fire nation party, if you would agree of course."
"We would be happy."
Popy replied, quickly catching the drift.
"We have some free time now actually, I see no problem to have guests."
"Good. Sokka, Katara, go with the Beifongs. Mi-Sha and Jasmine will fetch you later."
Zuko then addressed his own lieutenant.
"Lieutenant Jee, you're in charge. Make sure that all the cargo on the ship is unloaded and that all the men are on embankment protocol. Make sure that the soldiers have enough rooms to sleep across the inns."
"Yes sir!"
Jee saluted in a much more professional manner than Jasmine and went back to the ship. Zuko turned to the businessman.
"Do you have enough place to store all of this?"
"It should be."
Loban answered.
"I must admit that I'm more than curious to see all of your findings, although if this… thing is as big as you say then moving it may be a problem."
"Try fighting the damn thing."
Zuko replied.
"Must have been a battle of legends."
Zuko noticed that some people were eavesdropping on their conversation, he suspected that by tomorrow a dozen new rumors will pop up.
As they walked to the factory, Zuko suddenly heard a load crush and many load screams. He turned around and saw that once again one of the containers that held the apex centipede's skin opened and spilled its contents.
The entire population of the island that was in the docks saw head on the memory of the horror Zuko and his crew had to face. Of course, they didn't know that it was only a skin, so their reaction was completely understandable.
"Agni damn it! Again?!"
"I-is t-that-"
"Yes, this is the old skin of the creature I wrote about. Now excuse me for a moment."
Zuko flew toward the skin with his fire bending and kicked it head on. In response, there was a load sound of two hard things hitting each other and the skin was sent back to the container.
Zuko quickly flew toward the fallen door of the container, held her, and flew to the top of the container to close it. He did it just in time, as the elastic skin was going to spill again.
Down there in the docks the people cheered for him and called him a hero, they saw the dead skin spilling again and must have thought that the monster was about to escape.
He isn't going to correct them, at least for now.
He flew back and landed in front of a shocked and bewildered pair of uncle and nephew.
"So, should we have a look at the invention you mentioned earlier?"
To say Katara was nervous was an understatement. She was in front of an unfamiliar woman with unknown intentions, at least she had her brother with her.
It also was a different kind of intimidation than what she experienced with Zuko.
When she faced the prince of the fire nation, she knew what to expect. Zuko emitted power and control like second nature, she could literally feel it emitting from him like heat.
He sat on his chair like it was a throne and she suspected he didn't even realize it. It was clear that he was meant to rule and anyone who disagrees is a pile of ashes in the making.
Popy Baifong was different. Where Zuko showed power she showed elegance, where Zuko showed control she showed her wealth and resources and where Zuko sat like an emperor Popy sat like a lady.
It was different from the direct approach she faced with Zuko, and it put her on edge.
"So Sokka, Katara, tell us about yourselves."
The matriarch asked.
Katara decided to play along and answered after taking a sip from her tea.
"Well, my brother and I are from the south pole, like you probably have heard. We are from a small and nameless village near the Wolf's Cove."
"And how is life there? Forgive me for my bluntness, but I'm honestly just curious."
"Well… It can be very cold and harsh, and there is always a chance that you will be hungry. But we are a small community, and we are always there for each other."
Popy hummed as her daughter, Toph if she remembered correctly, sat uneasily.
At long last, Popy spoke.
"Very well, I shall take a page from Zuko and be direct. Are you two the son and daughter of a man named Hakoda and woman named Kia?"
The siblings held their breath, it seemed to be the only answer that Popy needed.
"I see… Toph dear, my you show our guests what you have in your pocket?"
The girl silently pulls…
"That's mom's necklace! Where did you get it?!"
Sokka yelled.
"S-she gave it to me to-"
"Liar! Mom would have never willingly taken that necklace off, let alone given it to some stranger! Give it back you thief!"
Katara couldn't hold herself. After all this time she finally gets to see something from her mother, and then this girl dares to tell all those blunted lies.
"Hey, I didn't steal it!"
The thief said only for her brother to rebuke her.
"Yeah right, it's exactly what a thief would say!"
They continued this for a minute until Popy had enough of it.
"Enough."
Her voice wasn't load and nor even hostile, but it held enough sway to silence all of them.
"While you're reaction is understand, and trust me it's the only reason you're still in this house, you should let my daughter finish her story. I assure you that she did not steal anything, nor does she mean your mother any harm."
"Now please sweaty, continue."
"W-well, some time ago I was… kidnapped by bad people. They took me to their place, a city called Amora, where they kept me there prisoner. I met there a woman named Kia, she was a prisoner like me. She was very kind and helped me in every way she could."
Katara held her breath. On one hand she was devastated to hear that her mother was a prisoner for some bandits, but on the other hand… her mother was alive! She is alive after all this time!
She continued listening to the story.
"After some time, the people decided to take me somewhere else, Kia learned about it and decided to give me her necklace. She said that I have a much higher chance to escape then her and when I do get out…"
"She wanted me to find you two if I can. She wanted to know, even through me, that the two of you are fine. And she said that she's sorry for missing you grow up and that she loves you."
Katara couldn't help but cry a little, but the story wasn't over.
"She also asked me to give this to you, she told me to say that you are already a woman and that she would be happy if even a piece of her is with you."
Toph handed Katara the necklace, which Katara greedily took and held close to her heart.
"So how did you escape?"
Her brother asked, although even he wasn't immune to the emotional turmoil they were sharing.
"The convoy decided to attack the wrong people, Zuko and his man fought back and annihilated the bandits. Zuko freed me and brought me back home."
"Zuko freed you?"
Katara asked. On second thought she shouldn't have been that surprised, she remembered how Zuko reacted when they first met. Maybe there was some small silver lining in his heart after all, not that it changed anything about his and his people's crimes.
"He used you to blackmail your parents, didn't he?"
Sukka asked.
Katara hadn't thought about it but now it made sense, Zuko gave the Beifongs their daughter in return for surrender.
"Surprisingly not."
Popy answered this time.
"He just returned her as a show of trust. I must admit that I was baffled at first, even if I was extremely grateful. But after some time, my husband and I realized how smart his move was. He is making allies instead of subordinates, he has the right mindset for an emperor."
"But aren't you mad that he conquered you? That you are under fire nation rule?"
Katara tried to understand how this woman thinks.
"I wouldn't lie, it is a blow to the ego, but overall things are better that way. Once it was shown that surrendering to the fire nation doesn't mean the enslavement and extinction of us and our people, stopping the bloodshed was much easier. I also must admit that the flow of technology to Gaoling certainly helps, even if most of the gains are going to taxes to the fire nation for now."
"And the people are fine with this?!"
Her brother asked.
"There are a few patriots who cause troubles here and there, but you will find that the majority of the common people only want happy and peaceful life. The farmer doesn't care about the color of the flag in the bazar where he sells his products."
Katara was deep in thought, was it really that easy to make people stop fighting against the fire nation, after everything that it has done? What will happen to her village, will her father continue to fight, or will he become like the Beifongs?
A look at her side told her that the same thoughts plagued her brother's head as well.
Fortunately, Sokka shifted the direction of the conversation.
"Wait, so who are the people that kidnapped you? Where exactly is this 'Amora' place?"
Damn it, she completely forgot about her mother! Now she really felt bad.
"The people are a bunch of bandits and low lives who answer to answer to Mi-Sha, a monster of a man. He is the head of the biggest and strongest crime syndicate in the world, touching every corner of it from north to south and from Ba Sing Se to the fire islands. He either controls or has his hands deep in every illegal activity in the southern continent."
Popy explained.
"But don't worry."
She calmed them down.
"He made too many enemies, his days are numbered. Prince Zuko has already crippled him and kicked him out of the fire nation territory and Kyoshi island, Mi-Sha can't hide in his desert for much longer."
"Makes sense that Zuko don't want someone else controlling his territory."
Sokka commented.
"Oh, it's much deeper than that. Like us, it's personal for the prince."
Popy continued her explanation after she saw their confused looks.
"I thought that you already know, although it's understandable for the prince to not bring it up."
"After rescuing my daughter and killing her captors, Mi-Sha couldn't stay idle in front of such disrespect and blow to his image. In retribution he ordered a raiding party on a small colony close to the prince's heart, the attack itself was… atrocious to say the least. Trust me, the less spoken about it the better."
"The prince got a box containing the remains of a kid that looked up to him and literally flew right away for vengeance. To keep the story short, he found the one hundred bandits who did it and brought justice in what is now named the red valley. Or the valley of the hundred damned, depends on who you ask."
The siblings were shocked, neither of them imagined that Zuko, the prince of the tyrannical fire nation, had suffered that much loss. And for standing for justice no less. Yes, they saw the more humane side of the one who answers only to the fire lord, but to hear about him being so… vulnerable was a different story.
"I… don't know what to say…"
Was all Katara could say.
"It's fine dear."
The matriarch said.
"Sometimes there is nothing to say. Either way, why don't we have another tea party with all of our families once all this mess is cleared?"
"Yeah… This sounds like a good idea."
Katara answered in the end.
Zuko looked at the ball of light, this "lightball" as Loban called it. Zuko listened to Loban's nephew lecture about how this thing worked (and a more detailed lecture from Sai) and he understood the basics.
"So, you're telling me that this 'lightball' can produce a steady light source to light the night on the streets as long as it has a steady power supply?"
"Yes, your highness."
Loban said.
"And how large should the facility of the power supply be? For a small village and for a city?"
"Well… for a city it should be around a quarter of the western wing of the factory. For a street or a village, it will be around the size of a house."
"I see."
Zuko said as he went to the glass ball and unscrewed it. He looked closely inside it and gazed upon the thin wire of metal, he then produced a tiny stream of electricity from his hand and lit this lightball.
"What are your plans next?"
Zuko asked as he gazed upon the pure light he produced.
"At the start we were thinking about introducing those lightballs to the capital, but after some consideration there was just too much friction with the traditionalists who saw this as an attack on our culture."
"Explain."
"They stick to their belief that only fire can produce light and accuse us of heresy. In addition, there was a lot of uproar when we came to the topic of replacing the lanterns with our lightballs."
"And your solution?"
"We thought that maybe it's for the best to start in the colonies, they may not be as big of a prize as the fire islands, but they lack culture to hold back our progress."
"Very well, do it. We should start with Yu Dao, this is the oldest and most culturally important colony. We succeed there and all the other colonies will follow, we'll see what the fanatics will do when they see that the colonies are more advanced than them."
"But aren't you worried that your father may put a veto? Or that the colonies will surpass the fire nation?"
Loban's question did raise a few good points, fortunately he and Sai discussed those topics precisely in detail.
"My father is a great but busy man. Quite frankly, he doesn't care about the colonies as long as it doesn't affect his image or the war effort. One colony with lights is hardly worth noticing for him so we have enough time to advance the other colonies before he decides to act. Besides, he will look bad if he tries to forcefully deny progress."
"As for your second point, I'm the prince of all who answer to the fire throne, no matter if they live in the islands or the mainland, if they bend fire, earth, water or nothing. They all fall under my jurisdiction and are my subjects. I work to serve all of my subjects and if the islands are uncooperative the colonies will enjoy the benefits of being loyal. The fire islands will get their due when they realize that they are falling behind."
"At your command your highness."
Loban bowed.
"I will write to Mayor Morishita, I'm sure that he will be happy to host our project. Although it may take a while with the bureaucracy, even the colonies aren't safe from it."
"How much time?"
Zuko asked.
"We can't be held for long, we're barely on schedule as is."
"Three months if we're lucky, three years if we're not."
"Not good enough, I want it finished in a month and a half. I'll write to Morishita myself and say that the royal family is very interested in the results of the project, it should quicken the process considerably."
"Bit didn't you say that your father isn't interested in the colonies?"
Storu asked in confusion.
"I'm part of the royal family and I care very much. Besides, if Morishita misinterprets it, all the better for us."
"It will be done, my lord."
Loban said in a bow.
"Excellent, what is the status of project SADARA?"
"We are having difficulties with the material gathering. Luckily not many eyes are betted when a factory owner asks for some hundreds of tons of steel, but even this reaches it's like limits."
Loban answered.
"I see, and the technology implementation?"
"We only now truly figured the lightball. It will take us a year to understand all of it, even with the knowledge inside your helmet."
Zuko nodded at the answer.
"You'd be surprised how fast people can learn when motivated enough, I'm sure that the both of us will be surprised."
"As you say, your highness. On other matters, the dragons, or cannons as it was written in the sketch, are in evaluation. They should be ready to deploy in a matter of weeks. You will have a demonstration before you leave."
Right, those dragons are no less important.
"Excellent, and what are the results so far?"
"Beyond expectations, it has ten times the range of a catapult and is much more devastating. The navy will be salivating for those things."
"Good, the more funds they give the better. What about our more civilian side?"
Loban physically brightened at the question.
"I'm happy to inform you that all aspects are a major success. The medicines we produced even gave you some fanatical followers."
That was new.
"Really?"
"Yes, some people were filled with conviction after the medicine saved their loved ones from certain death. Many of the younger ones came to me in a plea to help advance this subject."
"We could use it, more passionate heads will accelerate the process."
"See which one them can be of use as doctors, give them a test to see how good is the head on their shoulders."
"Very well, your highness. The rest can be of use in the medicine factories if they wish to."
Loban answered.
"Good thinking."
They continued their tour.
By a miracle from Agni, Xing spared the animals of the island for another day… for now.
Mi-Dved and Jasmine returned with the hellhound an hour or so before Zuko himself returned from his inspection. From what he gathered, Xing escaped the siblings five minutes after they were gone from his eyesight.
Fortunately, the predator deemed the local animals unworthy of its attention. From what Sai explained that since Xing had a steady supply of food, the hound is now hunting purely for the thrill. A thrill that the locals just can't give it, that's why it didn't kill any of the animals.
It was a strange and deranged sense of honor in a way.
He was told that Sokka and Katara wanted to see him urgently but were already asleep when he returned. Unfortunately, they will have to wait because he had a meeting with Suki now.
"Don't you mean a date?"
'For the last time, it's only a business meeting to be debriefed about the situation. Nothing more and nothing less.'
"Poor Suki, it's cruel what you do to her ~"
Zuko rolled his eyes as he went to the meeting spot.
"Then why the casual clothes?"
'You are the one who told me to wear this!'
"Details, details. How is the new design by the way?"
Zuko indeed was wearing new clothes. He had a black short sleeved T-shirt that hugged his figure and showed it off, his dark rad long pants were of a similar build. It was simple, but Zuko had to admit that it looked good on him.
The most interesting thing however was the M shaped headwear Zuko had on his head.
'Since when can you change your shape so drastically? I thought you could only show and hide the visor?'
"I had time to fix myself at the workshop, many functions that I was forced to disconnect during my imprisonment are now back online."
'Like what?'
"Like – Oh, your date is here."
'Not my date.'
Zuko looked in the direction Sai pointed at and had to do a double take. Suki walked in his direction with a short sleeved flowy shirt and matching skirt that enhanced her slim figure. He had to admit that she looked good.
"Hey."
Zuko said as she reached him, to which she answered in turn.
"Hey yourself."
"You look nice."
Zuko said politely, and truthfully. It seems that he may have overreached because Suki's face was suddenly red with anger. He will have to pacify her later.
"T-thanks, y-you look good as w-well."
She stammered, most likely from anger.
"You're unbelievably dense, you know that your highness?"
"S-say, is that a new crown?"
Zuko decided to use the change of subject.
"Believe it or not, it's actually the same helmet you saw me wear before."
"What? No way!"
"I swear by Agni!"
He put his hands in a swear gesture.
"It got upgraded in the workshop."
Suki hummed in confusion and titled her head a little to the side. Zuko had to admit that it was cute.
Regardless, he hit his head on the side.
"Sorry, forgot that I still didn't tell you about everything I did."
"Well, we certainly have the time now."
Suki smiled as they started to walk.
"Certainly, and we'll have a more private setting in the room I ranted."
"What room?"
Suki asked in confusion… wait, why is her face starting to get red again?"
"Oh, I know the inn owner of this part of the island and she agreed to let me rent a private room for our meeting for free. She was also extremely excited when I mentioned you for some reason."
"Oh."
Why did Zuko detect a hint of disappointment in her voice?
"Unbelievable. You're one of those types of protagonists, are you?"
After a few minutes of comfortable small talk, the two finally entered a familiar inn, a bell rang as Zuko opened the door. A woman took notice and quickly went to the duo.
"Your highness! I'm so glad you came! Your room is ready as ordered, food will come soon."
"Thanks Chin, you really didn't have to go so far."
"Oh nonsense, your highness. It's the least I could do for you after everything you've done for us."
Chin then turned to Suki.
"And you must be Suki, you're as pretty as Zuko said."
Suki was blushing crimson as Zuko covered his face with his hand.
"Chin, please… it's a business meeting, nothing more."
"Of course, of course…"
Chin nodded in mock agreement.
"Just don't overdo your 'business', or at least warn me in advance to prepare a bedroom."
"And we're going now."
Zuko took Suki's hand and walked with the unresponsive girl upstairs. He could hear Chin's voice from behind.
"Have fun you two! Your room is the third to the left!"
"Thanks!"
Zuko replied.
"I'm very sorry about this, I swear that she was only joking around."
Zuko said once they entered the room, and he locked the door.
"I-it's fine."
Suki said, still with a red face. Zuko decided to change the subject.
"Say, how are the new accessories Loban gave you?"
"Oh? Well, they certainly improve our performance, even if some things may take a while to get used to. Wait, was this you as well?"
"Considering I'm the one who designed those things, yes. I'm also the one who talked with both Lyn and Loban about it."
"You… made those?"
Suki looked surprised.
"What can I say, I'm a man of many talents."
Zuko said as he spread his hands to the sides.
"Anyway, what do you think about them?"
Suki put a hand to her chin and hummed in thought.
"Well, the dart shooter is excellent for medium length, it also fits our armor to boot. The smoke bomb darts are certainly a plus. I can only say that it would be better if it was quiter when shooting, things like that can make or break a stealth mission."
"Noted, and the multi-knife?"
The multi-knife was a device that Zuko (Sai) designed. It's a piece of metal that by moving the right piece, unveils a knife blade. Each knife blade is designed for a unique purpose, from cutting thick ropes, to slicing metal wires, to stabbing.
He already started to mass produce it for the soldiers in the special forces and had a unique multi-knife for engineers in the making.
"It took some getting used to, but it became an very useful."
They continued the evaluation for a while until they heard a knock on the door.
"The food is ready, your highness!"
Chin's voice was heard from outside.
"Come in."
Chin entered at Zuko's voice.
"Here you go, your highness."
She put the tray on the table, bowed and left the room.
"So how do you know her?"
Suki asked.
"Remember the village after all the mess with the swamp?"
Suki nodded in confirmation.
"She's one of the people who actually accepted my offer. Must say, she looks way happier here."
"Oh."
Suki nodded in understanding.
"It's very kind of you to take care of them."
"Thanks, I try my best."
Zuko flashed a smile.
"So what were you and the girls up to since our last meeting?"
"I should ask you. I heard stories left and right about the thing you did, and what was this commotion at the docks anyway?"
"Well…"
Zuko told her a watered-down tale of his exploits, to which the Kyoshi warrior listens carefully.
"Spirits, to think that something so big could be just under our feet."
"Talking the girl who lives next to the Unagi."
"Hey, it's different!"
Suki proclaimed, defending her stance.
"The Unagi can't reach us on land. Besides, its skin is very soft and vulnerable, a wired fence can fend it off and trap it."
"But this thing? It could just snap you up from the underground without any warning. And this armor! I swear it looks as tuff as a courier armor."
"Harder actually, wait… how do you know how the apex centipede looks?"
"Oh, I saw the preparation for the museum. Let me tell you, a monster that size will bring attention."
Right, Zuko totally forgot about the museum. It was Sai's idea to increase Zuko's prestige as well as having a trophy room without wasting space.
"I have no idea how you managed to kill that thing, it's something that came straight from a nightmare."
Suki shuddered and Zuko guessed that they filled the skin and put it in a very intimidating pose.
"Oh I didn't kill it."
"Wait what?!"
"All of us could barely hurt the thing, Jasmine pushed a few levers to trap the abomination in a part of the facility we were in."
"You're telling me that this thing is still alive?! It can't escape, right?"
"It shouldn't, I think…"
"It's still locked up, although I must say that it seems that the apex centipede can recognize you. And let me tell you that it holds you responsible for its current situation."
'Great… Please train it as fast as you can, I don't fancy having an immortal, ever-growing bloodthirsty monster after me. Even if it's locked in the deepest pits of the earth.'
"Great…"
"Hey, don't worry. It can't escape from the south pole."
Zuko calmed Suki down.
"Well, cheers for that I guess."
Suki said as she raised her glass, Zuko returned in kind.
They continued to tell each other about their misadventures and Zuko had to admit that he was having a good time. After a while, Zuko returned to his ship with a smile on his face.
"You knew all this time!"
Katara yelled at him as she and her brother barged into his office. She received a growl from Xing, who Zuko had to pet to calm down.
"You will have to be a bit more specific."
Zuko really didn't know what her deal was, was this that time of the month?
"Considering she's a water bender, as well as the fact that we don't have a full moon nor a hidden one, I would answer no."
"Don't play dumb! You knew about our mother all along! And you told us nothing!"
Oh, so that's what it was all about.
"And what should I have said?"
That seemed to stop the siblings for a moment.
"Excuse me?"
"What should I have said? Me, your enemy, a man you despise. Can you two honestly tell me that if I told you in any way about your mother, you would have believed me? Or you would have thought that it was a way for me to blackmail you?"
Zuko answered the water bender's question.
"I-well, we-"
Zuko used the confusion to pull something from his drawer. It was a piece of paper, inside a very unique looking bag.
"I thought to wait with it until we get to the mainland, but I see that we'll have to quicken our progress. This bag contains a letter to your father, explaining him the situation and offering a meeting for a truce. I expect your father to agree on a cooperation against Mi-Sha, at least until your mother is safe and secure."
"We'll see dad again?"
Sokka asked hopefully.
"If everything goes right, yes."
"But how are you going to deliver him the letter? It can't be easy finding him, your nation would have killed him, long ago if they could find him."
"You're right Sokka. There are ways to deliver a message through a third or fourth party, but it could take years and my letter is far too discreet for that."
Zuko then stood up and went to fetch something from the closet, something that Sokka and Katara immediately recognized.
"Hey! It's dad's helmet!"
"Yeah, he dropped it the last time he dropped by. Oh, and I will need your mother's necklace."
"What! No!"
Both siblings yelled.
"Your father will run straight to me when he sees that necklace, but without it there is a very big chance that he'll ignore my letter. In that case I can't promise that I'll have the men to spare to rescue your mother."
"But-"
"Look Katara, I promise that you will get your necklace back, but I need it to get your father aboard. Now please give the necklace to me."
Reluctantly, the water bender gave him her mother's necklace. Emotional pain was visible in her eyes.
"Xing!"
The hellhound immediately sat at attention.
"Come here."
The dog did so.
"Listen closely, I want you to find someone and give them this bag. After that, I want you to bring them to me, alive and unmolested."
Zuko said as he tied the special bag, a perfect fit for Xing.
"Understood?"
"Bark!"
"Good boy, now smell."
Zuko brought the wolf-like helmet to Xing, who began to sniff it. The animal's eyes were filled with more and more fire as it smelled its new prey. It behaved more and more rabid, growling, barking and spiting fire, until with a great howl it sprinted away growling and spiting fire from the sides of its mouth.
"W-what was that?"
The male water tribesman asked fearfully.
'Sai?'
"Our little boy is just excited from his first headhunt, don't worry about that."
"Xing is a hellhound, they have a great sense of smell. If your father is still in this world, alive or not, Xing will track and find him in the end, being on an island wouldn't stop it. It shouldn't be long until your father and I meet face to face."
"A-are you sur he will be alright?"
The water bender asked.
"Yes, Xing will be completely fine. I actually pity whatever sorry thing that will stand in its way."
"I meant my father, you jerk!"
"Oh, yeah he will be fine."
Zuko waved her off.
"I explicitly told Xing to bring your father unmolested. Think whatever you want about it, but the dog will follow orders."
This seemed to calm the siblings down.
"Now."
Zuko clapped his hands."
"Since the two of you are already here, I think it's time to start your training for today."
The siblings suddenly became worried.
"H-hey, no hard feeling, r-right?"
Sokka stuttered.
"Don't worry, I have something special in mind for the two of you today."
Whoever said payback isn't fun?
Chapter 31: Chapter 30
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar: The last airbender
Chapter 29
Azula returned home after her visit to the latest orphanage. Next to her were her two friends Mai and Tai Ly.
"Did you see how cute were the little kids? Just adorable! Shame what happened to their parents though."
Tai Ly said.
"Yes, yes. I'm sure that they look good enough for orphan peasants."
"Come on Zula, don't be like that. It was your idea in the first place."
Oh, if she had a choice, she wouldn't even step a foot in that disgusting place. Unfortunately, with Zuko gaining more and more influence and with Loban ignoring her summons, she had to build a new power base loyal to her.
She needed a personal army loyal first and foremost to her. Her answer came in the shape of the war turn families of the fire nation.
A parent who went to war left behind their family vulnerable, and if said parent died in the line of duty… let's just say that there are many impressionable future soldiers for her to collect.
This was the reason for her "goodwill" donations and personal attendance to various orphanages and welfare establishments. The more active she is, the more soldiers she will have under her command when Zuko will challenge her for the throne.
"I still think that it was nice of you to pay a personal visit."
It's not like she had a choice, with Zuzu's ever-growing reputation and all those damned medicines he made sure had his name on them, she had to personally come to make sure that she was the one those puppets were loyal to.
Eager to change the subject, Azula asked about the new developments of her silent friend.
"Mai, tell us about your father's new position. Is it already decided?"
Azula of course was talking about the position of Omashu's governor. She already knew that Mai's father had been chosen and accepted the position through the court and her father, but it was a good way to change the subject.
"He was chosen to be the new governor of Omashu, he already went there, and the rest of the family will follow in two months or so."
"Oh! Just after our graduation from the academy!"
Mai nodded at her eccentric friend's words.
"Yes, mother, Tom-Tom and I will join him once I finish the academy. Tom-Tom should be old enough to make the journey without any trouble."
"Wait, does that means that you will leave us?"
Ty Lie asked mournfully, taking hard the idea of the trio falling apart.
"I… I will write letters."
The chi blocker still pouted.
"Please relax, Ty Lie, we will visit Mai obviously."
Azula said, which did cheer the acrobat somewhat.
Of course Azula had to visit, she wouldn't have Mai becoming like Zuzu. Not in the way that she will become a threat, the silent girl was far to weak for that, but in the way that she will become disobedient like her brother is to father.
"Does that mean that you have met Thrown by the way?"
Ty Lie asked Mai.
"He was the one who conquered Omashu after all. Are his eyes as red as people say? Can he read your mind? Is he cute?"
"Amm… I didn't meet him, no. Father did have a few meetings with him concerning updates on the state of Omashu, but never around us."
"Oh…"
Ty Lie said disappointedly.
The name did sound familiar. As the next in line, Azula needs to know all the important figures and how to use them, especially those close to her age. Needless to say, the young officer with the meteoric rise was certainly in that list.
Hm, Now Azula wondered if he could be of use to counter her brother. Trown will certainly be a good military counter against her brother's supposed achievements on the field.
Unfortunately, the new commander was too preoccupied with decimating the supply lines in the northern part of the continent. With her father's crystal-clear warning to not mess again with the war, Azula wasn't too keen on summoning the commander for a private meeting.
Azula unconsciously frowned at the reminder of her father's test. She felt the metaphorical clock ticking each second and if she doesn't beat her brother in the next two months, she knows exactly what father had in mind.
Oh, he wouldn't scar her, she really hoped he didn't. Beauty and appearance are far more critical for a woman than a male, and father was wise enough to understand that. No, scaring her will result nothing but maiming the royal family.
Banishment, however? Banishment was a fair game. He wouldn't even have to banish her, he could just say that she is taking a tour around the colonies as part of her duties as the princess.
Like Zuko, she will have to surround herself and rely on strangers and have a meager monthly payment for her banishment's expenses. All her work of gaining influence in the court and the fire nation will be erased with a heartbeat.
In the last month, Azula felt her brother's shadow everywhere. And it only grew with time, she could see his mark in every corner. just now she saw a woman wearing a dress from the fashion line of Zuko's dirty girl toy, another servant he stole from her and another enemy she needs to watch out for.
She also came to a groundbreaking realization. She was afraid, and of her disappointment of a brother of all things. It disgusted her, but she couldn't hide from the truth. She was scared of her brother, scared of the way he gained influence on the entire nation, scared of how easily he took from her control, scared of him taking father from her like he did with mother, scared to face him…
The last thing she heard about her brother was that he went to the south pole to search the avatar, she prayed with all her heart that that he will get lost in the cold snow and die a miserable death. Unfortunately, she knew that praying was for the fools, so she is preparing a surprise for him. One last gambit that will make or break everything.
"You know, when you said you had something to ask from me, babysitting didn't come in mind."
Suki said with crossed arms as Zuko visited her, with Sokka and Katara of course.
"I'm sorry for dropping off unexpectedly, I'm leaving very soon and thought that the two of them can learn many things from you and the Kyoshi warriors. I promise to make it worth your while."
Zuko smiled as he wore his armor and had his helmet in "crown" mode.
He heard Suki, in her full Kyoshi regalia, grumbling something about "unfair", "can't refuse you like that ". In the end she sighed in defeat.
"Fine, I'll take care of your trouble kids for today. But you owe me dinner afterwards, I'm choosing the place."
Suki said as she pointed her fan at his armored chest.
"Duly noted."
He nodded at her.
"Now let's see what I have to work with."
Suki said as she told one of her girls to prepare the training field for a spar.
"Sokka is under my tutor for a week, before that he basically had no combat training. So mind that but don't go easy on him, I kinda promised him a week off if he manages to get you."
"Noted."
Suki nodded in understanding.
"And the girl?"
"Katara has different talents. Give her the basic training so she doesn't collapse, she's not the run in the mill maiden but she's also far from your physical level. Give her the medical and survival courses though."
"Very well."
Soon after, Zuko was watching the dual between Suki and Sokka. Katara was sitting by his side and the other Kyoshi warriors surrounded them.
He could see that Sokka was cautious as he and Suki circled each other. Good, it means that he takes this fight seriously. Zuko was sure that a week ago Sokka would have scuffed at the idea a girl could fight and mindlessly charged.
It was good thing to see him mature, wither it was because of Zuko's warning or a genuine change mattered little. In a way, this little, almost insignificant, thing showed Zuko's first influence on the mindset of the water tribe.
"Is he going to be alright?"
Katara asked in concern.
"Don't worry, I talked to Suki. She knows about status of your brother so she will hold herself back."
Katara sighed in relief.
Down in the arena, Sokka finally made his move. He charged at the Kyoshi warrior, much better than what he did a week ago. Not that it helped as Suki intercepted him mid-charge and with agility, flexibility and deceptive to her size strength, she threw Sokka off the arena. Therefore, winning the match with one move.
"Wow."
Was all Katara could say as the Kyoshi warriors around her assured her of her brother's safety.
"Don't worry, your brother is fine."
"Yeah, Suki aimed for the strews."
And indeed, Sokka pulled his head from a bunch of strews. The only thing that was seemingly hurt was his pride.
It continued like that for the next battles. One of them will charge and after two or three blows Suki would either have Sokka out of the arena, in a chokehold, or stunned on the floor.
A look at his side showed him that the water bender was turn between worrying about her brother, being amazed at the skills of the Kyoshi warriors, and being satisfied that her chauvinistic brother was getting his just dessert.
After having been beaten five times in five battles, all of which took at most half a minute, Zuko decided to take pity on the boy.
"Ok, I think we had enough."
The two immediately stopped and returned to their positions. One was winded and the other didn't even sweat.
Zuko jumped off the platform and landed between them and faced Sokka.
"As you can see, Suki is an exceptional warrior. Her style is also very different from my own, or from most enemies you'll face. For today you will be under her guidance and learn from her."
"It's important for you to be prepared for the unconventional and act accordingly, as well as know different ways of fighting."
Zuko saw the downcast face of the male water tribe sibling.
"You have advanced very far in the week we had together, I saw it. Don't be too bothered with losing to Suki, I saw her fell men thrice our size. You did above what I expected."
Sokka seemed to lighten up a little after that.
"I have to leave now, I'll pick you up in the evening."
Zuko then left for the factory. He had a few things to do there, and he had very little time.
Sokka felt a mirage of emotions as he had a break from training, frustration, shame and overall uncomfortableness were chief among them.
Sokka, after his humiliating defeat against a girl two thirds his weight, was forced to dress like a Kyoshi warrior. Meaning, he had to wear their dress and have his face painted. It was humiliating to say at least.
Another cause of humiliation was the fact that he was by far the least fit, which was insulting when everyone else was a girl. His only relief was that Katara, who was dressed as a Kyoshi warrior as well, was painting harder than him.
He didn't feel so humiliated even after his spars with Zuko, there at least he could say that he was being trashed around by the prince of the fire nation. Arguably the strongest person in the world after his father.
"Here, take a sip."
Sokka looked up and saw the girl, Suki if he remembered correctly, offering him some water. An offer he greedily took.
Once he took a few sips, training with Zuko taught him that drinking more will only cause pains in the stomach, Sokka had to ask her a question.
"How… How are you so fit?"
He said between breathes of air.
"Good diet, exercise, you know the drill. All of us were trained to be warriors from young age, you really shouldn't feel ashamed or something."
"Right…"
"No, really. I expect you to be far worse for someone who has only a week of semi-proper training, it's impressive actually."
"Oh…"
That did make him feel better actually, although his renewed yet fragile confidence was far from enough to flirt with the girl as he would have usually done.
"So what do you usually do as Kyoshi warriors?"
The question seemed to surprise the girl.
"Oh right, forgot that you're not from around here. We uphold the legacy of avatar Kyoshi, the avatar before Roku the last. It involves keeping the culture as well as protecting the island of Kyoshi from harm, actually not too long ago we took care of a major piracy problem."
"So you're fighting pirates?"
Suddenly Sokka understood why those girls were so tuff.
"Yes, although we act as the police force of the island as well."
"Huh… And how come you know Zuko? He came to you in his search for the avatar as well?"
"What? No, he actually came to help us with the same problem I mentioned earlier. He came with Mi-Dved and Xing, although Xing was much smaller at the time."
"Really? How small do we talk about?"
Suki held her hand a foot or so from the ground.
"He was the cutest tiniest thing~"
Sokka had a hard time imagining the pitch black, fire birthing, salivating terror he saw as anything remotely cute. Then again, what did he knew about women?
"Right… Anyway, what did Zuko do?"
Sokka was rather curious about how Zuko managed to be in such a good relationship with those strong-willed warriors (and yes, Sokka recognized them as warriors). If he played his cards right maybe he will be able to do something similar, if not with this group, then maybe another.
"Oh, he pointed us to a traitor on our island and showed enough proof to condemn him. He also helped us take down the pirate strongholds."
"That… Actually sounds like him."
Sokka could clearly see Zuko do it, although Sokka privately thought that the fire prince had ulterior motives. While Zuko did uphold his title as "paragon of justice" the fire nation held him on, to Sokka it seemed like another silent invasion. Not unlike what he did in the south pole.
Come to think of it, that scared him. With the raids before, it was clear to see who's right and who's wrong. Even after all those raids, people still fought. But with Zuko's silent invasion? It was a different story entirely.
How do you fight getting gifts in your hour of need? Only said help came with hooks attached. He saw how some of the equipment of the Kyoshi warriors before him resembled the equipment of Zuko's men. He was sure that with enough time, those guardians of culture would have their culture overshadowed by the fire nation.
And what of his own tribe? He could clearly see the women taking in the new changes the greenhouse brought with a stride, constant food was hard to fight against. How much time will it take for them to wear red instead of blue? How much time it will take for them to join the fire nation if asked?
Zuko was like any fire nation warlord, only worse. He was smarter, more cunning, and if Sokka was honest, the only one who could actually conquer the south pole.
Some may argue that the fire nation already did it, but it wasn't true. They raided the south, yes, but they didn't have any foothold or sovereignty there, and had no influence on the people of the south. Or at least they didn't have it until Zuko came in.
Pushing away the somber thoughts of his tired and fatigued mind, Sokka prepared for the next set of exercises. On his right he saw his sister barely standing up and felt less weight on his shoulders. No matter what, the two of them will stay together.
"Father!"
A young man in his teens had entered a grand office as the sole occupant of said office sighed. The young man had a tan skin and handsome face, as well as a slender and well defines figure. He also would usually have a sword and a whip on his belt, had the security not disarmed him before entrance.
"Yes son, what do I owe the pleasure?"
The man in the chair, in contrast to his son, was on the heavier side of the spectrum. The years of office long since caught up to him. Unlike his son's black hair, the older man was nearly bald and had a very tired look on his eyes.
"I heard that you managed to find my precious flower, why hadn't she returned to me by now?!"
The young man said in an arrogant and demanding tone, like some spoiled brat who had never heard the word 'no'.
"Flower? Oh… you mean that orphaned street rat from one of the girls that worked for your mother? The one with that brute of a brother?"
"Yes! Jasmine! I heard that your man had found her, why didn't they bring her back to me?!"
The father sighed before answering, preparing for the headache to come.
"Listen Amir, while I understand your… impatience, I simply have more important thing to do for now than wasting money to find your lost toys. If it's company that you seek, maybe try Delila or Zia. Or maybe go to your mother and ask her for some of her girls."
"But I want Jasmine!"
Amir yelled.
"It's not as funny with Zia now that that brute isn't here to see us, and all the other girls at mom's are plain and boring, or old hags. I want Jasmine and I want her now! I want to teach her that I always get what I want! I want her brother to be beaten inches from death! I want him to see his sister back in her rightful place by my side, and I want to look at his face as I take everything from him again!"
The older man sighed, at this point he wasn't sure who his son was more obsessed with, the brother or the sister.
"Look, I understand you. Really, I do. But right now I have to make preparations for the tournament, the coliseum must be perfect for all the events. This tournament must be the best one yet, Mi-Sha wouldn't except anything less."
"But can't you spare some of the thugs at the arena? I'm sure Shank is already at excellent shape for the tournament, he's always happy to shed blood."
"Funny that you mentioned him."
"Why?"
Amir looked at his father in confusion.
"It's quite a tale, but it concerns Jasmine so be quiet and listen up."
At the mention of Jasmine Amir became quiet.
"As you may know, things are getting hot with the fire nation. Apparently, their prince had some problems with Mi-Sha and is now ruining everything."
"So? It's not the first time some weakling noble was delusional, I'm sure Mi-Sha already taught him his lesson. And where does my Jasmine come in this?"
"Patience. And no, prince Zuko still defies the lord."
It seems that the words shock the son a little.
"What?! How didn't Mi-Sha crush that soft bellied outsider? A hit squad should have been taken care of it long ago. Spirits, he could have used this dastardly gnome who trashed your arena."
The master of the Coliseum understood his son. Mi-Sha was the apex of all the people of the desert, what every man of power strived to be, the kind of man who always get what he wants without anyone standing in his way.
The idea that someone can fend off Mi-Sha put a crack in the image of invincibility of the lords of the dessert. It meant that they weren't as all powerful as they seemed, something that was hard to grasp for the young generation.
"He did."
The father answered as he pulled a metal fragment out of his drawer.
"This is the only thing that prince Zuko left from them."
He took a few seconds for the message to sink in before continuing.
"He also ordered a manhunt on the prince the that so far had same results."
"Why are you telling me this! And why does this concern Jasmine?!"
Another sigh escaped the older man.
"First, you need to know what's going on. Second, your misbehaving pet always wormed her way to the most powerful young man around, who do you think she hides behind now?"
Realization struck Amir. Seriously, he expected his son to figure it out the moment he mentioned the fire prince, or at least have a suspicion. As always, his son never fails to disappoint when it came to thinking.
"No… She can't…"
The older man nodded.
"Want it or not, both siblings are under the personal aegis of prince Zuko, with Jasmine seen extremely close to the prince frequently."
Abdul the Arena master would lie if he said he didn't enjoy the look on his brat of a son. He expected a tantrum in three… two… one…
"NOOOO!"
"I refuse to believe it! She's mine! Mine! Mine! Give me men, I will bring her back myself!"
Abdul let his son rage for a few minutes until the brat calmed down.
"Are you quite finished?"
"Don't give me that, you old man. How can I be calm when some nobody is taking her away from me! I will get her myself, just give me the men and point me to her direction."
Abdul had to keep his eyes from rolling because of his son's antics.
"Yes, because you can do better than Mi-Sha's best."
"I'm undefeated among my peers!"
Now Abdul did roll his eyes.
"Those 'battles' you're so proud of are mock battles at best and you know it. When was the last time you faced somebody who could actually fight back?"
"I chose the best environment for my fights."
Abdul decided not to comment.
"When Zuko kills you, and he will, your mother will become unbearable. So for my own sanity, no. You aren't going to some suicide mission, you aren't asking for men and you're not wasting my money because you lost your favorite toy."
Abdul made sure his message reaches his son.
"If you want, you can help with the preparation for the tournament. The better it is the more money we'll get, and the more money we'll get the more mem we could hire to take care of our problems. Otherwise, you're interfering with Mi-Sha's business, and then even your mother and I together can't help you."
The mention of facing Mi-Sha's direct wrath seemed to finally put the boy in place.
"No get out and kick some orphans, or whatever you do when you're not annoying me."
His son silently left, thank the spirits. Unfortunately, Abdul knew it was always temporary with the boy. It was only a matter of time before this stupid brat would do something rush only for him to clean up his son's mess.
With a sigh, he continued his work.
It was a first one for Zuko, being underwater. He was in a container, a bell of sorts, that kept air inside it for breathing. Together with Loban and some engineers, Zuko inspected the progress of his latest project.
'It's huge!'
"It's fine, I guess. A little bit rushed, but it's expected."
Sai said in his head, finally in the form of the dark helm again.
'It's nearly the size of an emperor class warship!'
"Barely big enough."
'It has cannons every fifteen feet!'
"It's actually a hybrid between cannon and torpedo. Usually, I would have put sensors to ensure that it will fire the right ammunition above and beneath the water, but we'll have to make duo with manual use."
Zuko just had the realization of how seriously Sai took its values of advancement and perfection. Before them was by far the most advanced piece of technology in history (baring overlords, of course), and it was barely passable for Sai.
On second thought, seeing what was inside the workshop, Zuko really shouldn't be so surprised. Any advancement of the novice will always be a bore for the master.
Outwardly, Zuko spoke with the engineers.
"Are all the hydraulic and electric systems set? Did you face any complications?"
"Yes my lord, all the systems are set. Even the audio. Although we still don't completely understand how to recreate it, the idea itself is simple enough though."
Another gift from the workshop, Sai had given instructions for building a device to move sound from one place to another via electric cables. Sai explained how it worked and Zuko in turn explained it to the engineers.
"I see, and when do you think you will figure it out?"
The group looked at each other before one of them answered.
"Give us two months, your highness. We promise you a prototype by then."
"Very well, you have your two months. I will follow your progress with great interest."
He waited a minute for the massage to sink in.
"And the vehicles?"
He finally asked about the four wheeled constructions he salvaged from the workshop.
"Those are a state of the art machines, we have never seen such quality before. They work in a similar enough way to the tanks that we construct, even of more advanced."
"We'll have a prototype by the end of the month, but I warn in advance, it will be a far cry from the original."
Zuko nodded at the engineer's words, expecting them.
"Fair enough, I can't expect anyone to reach that level yet. As long as you can build something that is faster than an ostrich horse and can carry a ton of supply, you will revolutionize travel forever."
All the engineers nodded, honored to be part of history. Zuko, however, had one more thing to ask.
"What about the prototype?"
This time another engineer answered.
"This ship is still far from ready, your highness, we just don't have enough materials and manpower to work on both it and the SADARA. My deepest apologies, your highness."
"Non needed."
Zuko assured him.
"You're all overworked as is, it would be absurd of me to expect you to manage all of my vanity projects. You also have to fill the orders of the military as well, how does the eye carrier class warship is by the way?"
"Oh, it's doing great, your highness."
Loban answered.
"We'll have two of them completed and sent to the navy by week's end. They should be sent right away to the eastern ocean and attack Ba Sing Se directly, bypassing miles of hard terrain and of course the famous walls."
Loban said with a hint of excitement. It was understandable, if this succeeds, then it would be Loban's machines who brought Ba Sing Se to her knees and ended the war. Loban will forever be written in history not only as a successful patriotic businessman, but as one of the people who brought victory to the nation after all this time.
Although knowing the man, he was probably thinking on all the business deals and money he will make of it.
"Glad to hear, now let's continue"
The bell moved into some hole, and they were swallowed by the colossal, submerged construction that looked suspiciously similar to the tip of a claw.
Xing got on land and shook himself. It remembered how it got here.
After the master called its name (and Xing was already smart enough to know it was Xing), Xing went straight to the hunt. It could smell the target, somewhere in the direction the light that ended the dark emerges. Sun, he remembered the master calling it.
On the way it got a challenge, the ground ended, and the sea began. It remembered the last time it was at sea without the big things that travelled it and wasn't very interested in facing another big predator. Especially without the master.
It thought of getting on one of the constructions that they have on this land but decided against it, those imitations of his master had a smell similar to the smells he could sense from the opposite direction of his target, so while they may get it on the same land as the target, it will take too long for Xing to reach it.
It then thought about the smaller constructions that were mainly used to hunt the creatures of the sea, they hunt near the land the imitations live on. If Xing can get on one of those things that hunt near the big land, it will get to its target much faster.
A few sniffs and he found the smell of a few imitations in the sea that smelled from the big land, as well as the smell of dead sea creatures.
It decided to get to that construction, ship, he remembered now the master calling it, no matter what. There was only one problem, while it was confident in its ability to reach the ship, it would be defenseless against and predator while it swam.
Looking from side to side, he noticed a dead tree. It was proximately Xing's width and twice Xing's length, it could use the dead tree as a ship and have a place to fight predators if needed. It was far from ideal, but it's the best option available.
It took time, but before the sun rose it reached the ship. It was made of wood, and seemed to house ten imitations who didn't smell like fire, earth or water. Confident in its chances to overpower the imitations if needed, it began its climb.
The claws sank into the hard wood, giving it the leverage it needed, and before long Xing found itself on the ship. After shaking itself, it noticed the large pile of dead sea creatures.
It was suddenly very hungry, but it held itself. The master said many times to do to others as they do to you, and to not wrong those who serve you. By all accounts, those imitations of the master are serving the master's will right now, so it would be wrong if Xing takes their food.
Therefore, it stayed in the head of the ship.
As the imitations woke up, one of them noticed Xing and fearfully ran back to call the others. They tried to fight, but one blast of fire and pinning one imitation on the floor ceased their attack.
By the master's will, they imitations have seen sense and decided to go right to the big land and as the sun was already past its peak, Xing had seen the land. Deciding the ship is no longer needed and would only slow it down, Xing released the imitation it pinned and jumped to the water.
From there, it began swimming until it reached land, wet, hungry and tired.
Shaking the memories out of its head, Xing sniffed again, happily noticing it was on the big land. Without delay, it ran forward to its target.
When the sun was near the ground again, Xing noticed on his way something interesting. It smelled a group of imitations with as many tasty carriers, ostrich horses, if it wasn't mistaken. However it wasn't the interesting thing.
The imitation in charge smelled like earth, and all the imitations had similar smell to the smell of the green man that sometimes fought against the master. Worth, they had the smell of dying fire that mainly came from their weapons.
Those imitations killed pack mates of the master, it couldn't allow them to go unpunished. On the other hand, it had a direct order from the master and a mission to fulfill, it couldn't turn away from that.
Finally, it reached a decision.
Quequ felt like he was being watched. He was in the middle of a cavalry patrol before dark with his four squad members, all of them had ostrich horses like him.
Some minutes ago, his mount began to act strange, as if it was spooked. The other animals didn't fare any better. Their squad leader ordered them to halt and make a defensive circle.
"Stay sharp boys, we have a wild predator nearby. Make noise and point if you see something."
They did as they were told and used their voices and weapons to make as much noise as possible, their leader even used his earth bending. Yet no matter how load they were, the ostrich horses still sensed danger. Actually, even he was starting to feel something, an uneasy feeling on the back of his neck that only grew stronger each second.
"Sir, I don't think it's getting away…"
"Stay focused soldier, as long as-"
Without any warning, a black shape jumped on their leader from somewhere and dragged him down from the ostrich horse. It happened so fast that none of them had any time to react, all he could do was look how the shape connected to the man's neck and fell him to the ground with a trail of crimson.
The rider less mount, however, knew exactly what to do as instincts kicked in and ran away as fast as it could. Not that it helped the animal very much, as the black shape shot an honest to spirits fire blast at it.
The results were a dent in the ground where the runaway mount was about to step, a cloud of dust and the panicked cry of the bird as it fell to the ground.
The thing didn't waste any time as it sprinted and mauled the poor bird. After a second of agonizing screams, there was a deathly silence. All the men knew that they were going to be next and prepared their spears for assault as their leader was the only earth bender in the squad.
A blood chilling growl was heard as blood rad eyes shown from the dust cloud. A ball of fire surged towards them, and they were forced to disengage, breaking their defensive circle.
The thing wasted no time as he rushed forward, using their moment of distraction better than most veteran soldiers would, and with zigzag pattern confused them and fell them one by one.
It didn't try to jump and bite their head off like it did with their squad leader, instead it hurt their ostrich horses. It made deep cuts and burns in their feet, forcing them to fall and to fell their riders with them.
It didn't take long for the thing to kill the men as they were down, it quickly and decisively tore through their armor like it was another piece of cloth. To add insult to injury, it was far too agile for them to hit and evaded their strikes with extreme ease.
Lucky, the thing was busy with his squad members, so Quequ had enough time to get into a throwing distance and aim his spear. He threw it with all his force as the thing ripped apart his last squad member and his aim was true, he struck right where the heart of the beast should be!
Only for the beast to turn aside and smack his spear mid-flight with its paws like in was a fly…
Alone and weaponless, fear took him as he ordered his ostrich horse to run as fast as it could away from the nightmare, an order the animal didn't protest in the slightest.
Having a last look, he saw that the thing was shaped like a canine. It was black as death, with the light of the crimson dying sun painting the massacre in even more rad than already was. It was a scene from a nightmare, the twilight in which the sun of their lives dies.
Turning away and forcing his ostrich horse to run even faster, Quequ abandoned any pride he had and screamed for help.
"HELP! HELP! HEL-"
As he yelled, he felt pressure on the back of his neck. After that he didn't feel anything ever again.
Xing looked at its work all. The imitations were dead, along with the ostrich horses. None escaped justice.
Its stomach grumbled again, demanding substance. It seems that the enemies of his master have yet another chance to redeem at least a friction of their wrongs for their defiance. With great vigor, Xing began feasting on the dead. First were the ostrich horses, of whom he burned the feathers and munched on the meat and bones. Then came the imitations themselves.
It had never tasted the flesh of an imitation before, never have gotten the chance to savor the taste, but now it will state it's curiosity. It wasn't disappointing, the flesh was great, fitting for the ones who dream of imitating the master. The master was the best after all.
It ate to its heart's content and decided to continue its track. The target was still far and the mission far from complete, it will continue through the night and find a place to sleep during the height of the sun.
And so, the hellhound continued its hunt, once again leaving a bloody trail for all to see.
Zuko once again waved goodbye as he went on his ship, after a long day at the factory and a warm meeting with the Beifongs Zuko was ready to head back. Originally Toph wanted to come with him once he told them that he was going to Gaoling, but her mom held her foot down and stated that a warship was no place for a young lady.
Of course there was also the logistics involved, which personal will accompany Toph and all. Quite frankly, Zuko just didn't have the space in his ship for more people. When he said that Toph reluctantly fell back, but not before getting from him a promise to spend time with her home.
With a sigh, he turned his back. He's really going to miss the place. As he went to his office where there were two people waiting for him there, he had one last meeting before finally deciding to go to bed. He sat on his chair as he addressed the duo.
"So Mi-Sha, Jasmine, explain to me more about this tournament."
AN
And here ands chapter 30, as well as Zuko's short lived "vacation".
In other news, I managed to solve most of the problems IRL, so I'll have more time to focus on the story. I can't promise weekly updates like before, but I'll do my best to have a more repetitive schedule.
continuing with the story, it will now be more focused on solving the Mi-Sha problem. It will gradually take us to unknown territories as the story goes deeper into the original background of the city of Amora, as well as the stories of the OC's such as the Mi-Dved, Jasmine and even Mi-sha. There will be a few OC's along the way, I can only hope that it wouldn't ruin the story too much.
Chapter 32: Chapter 31
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar: The last airbender
Chapter 31
"Spirits, it's good to be on land again." Jasmine said as she starched at her back.
"I'm just happy to be able to have space to walk." Said Mi-Dved. "Even with all the stuff we unloaded at the island it's still crowded, especially for someone my size."
"Maybe you should think about a diet, brother. Maybe some exercises even."
"Oh screw you, it's all muscle and you know it!"
The large teen hit his belly to prove that indeed, everything there was stone hard muscle.
Zuko looked to his other side and saw that the other pair of siblings was happy as well to be off the ship, only they were more quiet about it. The water tribe siblings instead opted to look around the city.
Although some of that relief may have come from leaving the port. Thinking about it, it may not have been the best thing for Sokka and Katara to be inside a fire nation military base.
Lucky, Zuko had them wearing green clothes beforehand, so no one knew about the fact that they were from the south pole. It's really funny how clothes can change what people think about you.
In any case, Zuko and his group were to Meet with lord Beifong. Unfortunately, Popy and Toph weren't with them, as their wooden passenger ship couldn't compete with his steam powered warship. Maybe it was for the best, he wouldn't have to make excuses to Toph why he can't hang out with her like he promised.
They had to pass a few checkpoints before entering Goaling proper, which was excellent. Shen didn't let himself get dual because of the lack of battle. After entering however, the city was… not much different then he remembered to be honest.
"I thought that there would be more somber… and red." Sokka said.
To be fair, there were signs of fire nation control like the red flag on top of a few buildings and the random fire soldiers patrolling, but besides that nothing too out of ordinary. The flying pig of Beifong was still risen high and proud, green was by far the dominant color in the streets, and most importantly the streets were filled with people living their lives.
"There is no need for that." Zuko answered the tribesman. "Gaoling surrendered peacefully and isn't behind in taxes, it also doesn't try to rebel. Therefore, there is no reason to invade too much into people's personal lives. Agni, they are even allowed to earth bend."
"Because lord Beifong cooperates we play ball as well. After all, his prosperity is our prosperity as well."
"But aren't they your enemies? Why would you want them to prosper? Aren't you afraid that they will grow stronger and rise against you?"
Sokka's question was fair after all, and one he himself debated on with Sai. The helmet's answer was the following.
"Once they are under the fire nation flag they aren't my enemies any longer, they are my subjects and my responsibilities. They may hate me at first, and it's understandable. My job as their prince is to convince them to like being a part of the empire."
"Once they see that they have better life under my rule, most will hardly want to rebel in fear of loosing what they have. Of course there will always be some who can't be swayed, who like to cause trouble, that's where the crushing war hammer that is the fire army comes in play."
It seems like his answer gave Sokka something to think about. Actually, that gave him an idea…
"Tell you what, how about seeing things for yourselves? Here is enough money to spend on for the day. Buy a few things, enjoy the Goaling experience, come back to this address when you finish. That's where we'll be sleeping."
"Am… Ok? What about you?" Katara asked.
"I will have a full day ahead of me, so don't worry about me. Also, you two are big kids and already had some experience on the island, I trust you enough to take care of yourselves." Zuko answered Katara's next question beforehand.
As the two left, Jasmine suddenly pouted. "Why do they have a day off for a shopping trip and we don't?"
Zuko looked at her dead in the eyes. "One, you are a part of the meeting, even an integral part. Two, it was more about them experiencing the lifestyle of the colonies, just like the two of you had. And finally, I may be a prince, but your shopping trips are too much for even my pockets."
Mi-Dved snickered at the side as Jasmine's pout deepened. Turning away, Zuko continued walking before Jasmine had a chance to use her puppy eyes. Luckily, salvation came as they entered the Beifong mansion.
The guards quickly let them in once they recognized Zuko. They were two different guards, one was clearly a fire nation soldier while the other obviously one of Beifong's guards from before Zuko's arrival. If he had to guess, someone at command wanted the two groups to at least be able to not hinder each other's work, so they started by forcing them to interact in an environment where they had to be polite to each other.
Well, so far, he hadn't seen any blood on the gate, so it was probably working. Either that or the servants were just that effective at cleaning, with what he had seen it was completely feasible.
The three of them were accompanied by a servant who showed the way to their meeting. After a few minutes, they were in front of a door deep inside the mansion. The servant stood before another pair of fire nation and earth kingdom soldiers.
"Introducing prince Zuko and company!"
The guards let them in as the servant walked away for other duties. Inside, there was a big round table with a map of the Si Wong desert and familiar faces. Zuko immediately recognized Lao Beifong, as well as Shen and Lyn.
"Zuko!" Lao called. "It's nice to see you again, as well as your friends." The other occupants of the room shared similar greetings.
"Thank you, although I wish it was under better circumstances." Zuko said as he sat in one of the sits, Mi-Dved and Jasmine sat at his right and left. "What's the status of our operations?"
"We are currently in a strength of five thousand infantry, along with five hundred heavy riders and twenty bombardment class eyes." Shen said. "We have also a hundred catapults and ten of those new 'dragons' you ordered."
At the mention of the dragons, both Lao and Lyn had a shiver up their spine. If Zuko had to guess, the two of them had seen a demonstration firsthand and decided that they were happy not to be on the receiving side.
"Yes, I was going to ask about it, how are they? Do you have any complaints?"
"Oh, hardly." The old acting commander said. "They are far beyond what we have today, especially if what was said about the different types of ammunition was true. My only complaint is that they are a bit off aim from what was promised, but they are still by far the best artillery we have."
"I'll talk with Loban about this later." Zuko decided before turning to the rest. "Lao, how about you?"
"I can send three hundred infantry, fifty among them are earth benders and fifty light riders, I'm afraid my personal guard have been cut short due to the situation." Lao answered. "I do, however, build steady supply lines for the troops. I can assure you that the soldiers will get what they need even in the middle of the desert."
Which was fair, all things considered. As a newly conquered territory, Gaoling wasn't allowed to have any military of their own. The fact that Beifong even had any soldiers to begin with spoke volumes about his savviness as a negotiator.
Besides, the fire army had enough might. Their main concern was exhausting said might while crossing the desert. The problem with big armies was that they were one big logistical mess. It didn't matter how many of them were if ninety nine percent died of various reasons even before the battle began, this is why it's better to form small raiding parties in the desert.
While not the best military mind, Lao was a master at logistics. A necessary skill if one is the head of a generations long merchant family. With his backing, supply is no longer a problem, making it possible to amass troops in force and send them across the desert. Ironically, Lao the logistic master is far more dangerous and deadly then Lao the general.
"Very well, what about you, Lyn?" Zuko faced the last person.
"Once Suki and her group return, we'll have a hundred Kyoshi warriors ready for action." the painted warrior said. "We should be able to disrupt and harass Mi-Sha's forces enough to weaken them for the fire army to easily crush them. I do, however, have some worries about the tunnels."
Right, the tunnels. According to Mi-Dved and Jasmine, and proved by Toph, there is a vast net of tunnels under the. It must have cost a fortune of money, time and manpower, but in the end, there were miles of tunnels across the entire city. Safe from attacks on ground and a fast way to move forces from one direction to another to ambush the flank.
"Yes Lyn?"
"How do you plan to work with the enemy popping up around you?" The Kyoshi leader asked. "Even with what we have now, we can't put guards on every entrance. If we go in there, even with full support, it will be the biggest 'whack the shirshu' game in the world. It will become a war of attrition, one I don't think we could hold."
She was right, of course. Beifong's job at the supply line only made sure that they could go on, not that they would be stronger than originally. In the hypothetical situation Lyn painted, one way or another they would be forced to give, be it by loss of man, orders to move to more important fronts, or any other reason. Lucky, Sai had an idea for that as well.
"You are completely right." Zuko nodded. "Which is why I am devising a plan to combat this specific threat. We will have squads assigned to specific entrances, each squad will have explosives to close off said entrance. We will leave a few entrances to get the troops inside and monitor them."
"And the information about the tunnels is legit?" Lyn asked as she pointed at a three-dimensional model of said network of tunnels. Zuko understood her well, he too would think twice before building all his plans and hopes to survive a literal dark hole on a too convenient model of unknown origin. However,…
"I trust this information with my life." Zuko answered. "I swore to not reveal the identity of the informant for safety reasons, so the one who made this shall remain unknown. But I will accompany you as well, the one who did it wouldn't lie to me."
The one who created the model was none other than Toph herself. Even with her "vision" dampened by the sand, after the time she was in Amora Toph got a full read on most of the tunnels. Of course, to keep her abilities safe, Zuko agreed not to mention her. It may be needless to be said, but Toph was very eager and put a very detailed work once she heard what it was for.
"If it so then it's good enough for me." Lyn concluded before turning to the siblings. "So, what can we expect there?"
"Well, if I were in Mi-Sha's place, I would have conscripted as many fodder as I can. He will most likely use the mob of thugs and lowlife to exhaust our forces without risking any of his assets." Mi-Dved explained. "And he will most likely use them to bleed us out in the dessert. He may not care for those men, but a ruined city is bad for business."
"We can also write off the possibility of them using the tunnels." Shen added. "No one will want un loyal and opportunistic murderers to know their secret passages. Mi-Sha will have to make sure each and every one using said tunnels will be silenced afterwards."
"Which means that we'll face his best in the city itself and especially inside the tunnels." Lyn added. "Besides those enforcers, what more units are we expected to face?"
"There are the regular foot soldiers, a better equipped thugs who do the small, dirty and unimportant tasks. They shouldn't be to much of a problem in one on one, but at mass they are a threat." The large earth bender listed. "There are of course the animals, from the meat-eating ostrich horses to the downright predators like the snake panther."
"I also saw once a camelephant in one of the parades." Jasmine added. "There are most likely more."
"Great… as if it wasn't hard enough already." Lyn muttered.
"The camelephants are just another big target for our new cannons, I'm not worried about them." Shen retorted. "I'm far more concerned about the fighting inside the city. It looks like a maze, very bad battlefield against guerilla warfare."
"Then burn it down." Jasmine said as all the other none desert natives, including Zuko, looked at the girl strangely. "What?"
"It's just…" Shen tried to find the right words. "You casually told us to burn your home to the ground, most likely killing many innocents at the process. We may even kill someone you know, doesn't that disturb you in any way?"
"Not really." Mi-Dved answered. "That place was never our home, it was a prison of pain and suffering. Trust me when I say that there aren't any innocents in there worth saving, if they don't want trouble than they will flee once we arrive."
"But what if Mi-Sha uses the civilians as meat shields to hide his forces?" Lyn asked uncertainly. "We can't just let innocents to die, we must firstly rescue them."
The other occupants in the room looked at her strangely as if she had grown another head. "What?" she asked.
"Kyoshi leader Lyn…" Shen tried to explain. "Your dedication to morality and values is admirable, but in situations like this it's not feasible. We can't even discern who is the enemy and who is a simple 'civilian', let alone have the resources to surgically kill the enemy."
"We must have something?!" Lyn desperately said as she turned to Beifong. Perhaps in desperation she hoped the merchant would have a more like-minded thinking. "Lord Beifong, you have a daughter, surely you're not comfortable with this!"
Unfortunately for the woman, Lao only looked away, not wanting to meet her betrayed gaze. "I'm sorry Lyn, but I'm with the commander."
"But what of the kids, your daughter –"
"Is the reason why I'm willing to go so far." Lao finally looked back at Lyn, his eyes a little rad. "My daughter was kidnapped by those animals and gone through spirits know what. If I don't end this threat right here and now everyone I hold dear will be in danger. I'm not going to put the safety of my family at risk to help people who most likely will grow as drags of society and have a grudge against us."
"What I suggest is a compromise." Zuko put his elbows on the table before the situation grew any more heated. "Once we reach the city, we'll blast open as many openings as we can in the walls around it and reduce them to rabbles. We'll call out for the people to evacuate and leave, we'll promise that those who run away without fighting won't be pursued. Those who still stay there are either willing to fight against us or clear slaves and hostages, in any case it would be far easier to contain. It's far from perfect, but it's the best we can do at the moment."
"You're a protector" Shen added. "For all of your prowess and experience, you have yet to experience being the one raiding settlements. War can't be won by passiveness, we must also attack back which includes collateral casualties. You were forced into this mess, and for that I'm sorry, but as a leader to your girls you must think of their safety first."
Lyn stayed silent for a while, considering the options.
"Fine. You… have a point." She admitted. "But My girls and I will try to save as many people as we can."
"Anyway…" Mi-Dved continued. "Because of the tournament, there will be a huge number of gladiators and other professional killers from the arena. I would suggest killing right away any person with colorful costume or a strange weapon. From my experience they hate working with anyone who's not in their group, so seeing them with the regular units isn't likely."
"But it gives us the problem of facing high skilled groups of killers." Zuko stated. "What would your advice be in such a case?"
"Can't really say." Mi-Dved gave his honest answer. "Each gladiator is unique. Some need space, others need to stay in place. Usually, they form groups, or parties, that compensate and shield each other's weaknesses. My best advice to what to do when meeting them is don't."
"Shen." Zuko addressed the old commander, "Prioritize the initial bombardment to the colosseum, we need to kill as many of those wildcards as possible. While they may be only loyal to the coin, I wouldn't bet on us out paying Mi-Sha. Nor would I want to."
"May I suggest a course of action?" Jasmine said.
Zuko nodded at her to continue.
"Some of those in the arena are there because they couldn't pay their debt to either Mi-Sha or someone else with power. I suggest firstly offering them a way out without having to die for someone they probably hate."
Zuko thought about it for a moment. On the one hand, it seemed very logical and pragmatic. But on the other hand, he really didn't want to have any of those criminals escape justice.
'Sai?'
"It has merits. At worse, the defected gladiators will be taken care of at a different point at the assault. At best, they may even swear loyalty to you."
"Shen, how complicated will such implementation be?"
The man in question thought about it for a minute, petting his beard. "Not too hard, your highness. It wouldn't be too hard for the troops to offer your terms if they see any group of colorful people."
"Very well, do it." Zuko ordered as he turned to Jasmine. "Do you have any other suggestions?"
"No, my prince."
"Verry well, so let's continue."
The rest of the meeting was about laying the foundations of the assault, weak points at the various strategic places and so on. The meeting was concluded in the evening with all parties agreeing to continue it at a later point of time as they work on the tasks assigned to them.
The, very important, stuff like distributing the loot and deciding who will have the pleasure to kill Mi-Sha (because there was no way he will live after they're done) will be discussed later.
Sokka and Katara were browsing the wires of some shop in the street. Katara decided to buy a new water bag for her water bending, one that would be her own instead of a hand me down from Zuko. Sokka was interested as well in what the big city has to offer, they didn't really have that much time on the island, searching for Zuko and all that fiasco with the Kyoshi warriors.
"Hmm. Sokka, what do you think, should I buy the bag with the piglet on it, or should I buy the one with the fish?"
"Just pick one already, I still want to see what kinds of equipment they have here." Sokka desperately said. "Or better yet, buy them both. It's Zuko's money anyway."
Deciding that her brother for once had a good point, the incognito water bender took both bags. Now when she thought of it, each bag looked better with different clothes. When she's with her water tribe parka, she'll wear the one with the fish print and when she's in her earth kingdom attire she'll be with the one with the piglet.
Together, they went to another part of the shop where there were all kinds of camping equipment. She could easily identify tents, pots and many other little things, her brother, however, was more interested in...
"Rope?"
"Hmm?" Sokka then turned to her. "Yeah, it's a very important thing to have. You'll never know when you have to tie something, or someone, up. Besides, it's good for creating traps and can even act as a hook if I tie it to my boomerang."
"That's …" Katara blinked. "Actually smart. Let me guess, Zuko told you that?"
"Hey!" her brother yelled in indignation. "I can have a good idea!"
"Fine, fine, sorry." Katara giggled with her hand hiding her mouth as Sokka took a rope to his liking. They paid for their stuff and asked about a cloth shop. After receiving directions from the helpful man, the two found the shop.
Luckily, it had clothes for both man and women, so they didn't need to go searching for another one. They picked up some new clothes because having a hand me down from the men for Sokka and Jasmine for Katara wasn't very comfortable.
Besides the embarrassment of not owning their own, the clothes didn't fit them perfectly. Sokka had an easier time because the crewmen's clothes were made to be universally worn, but Katara had a harder time. Jasmine's clothes were made for her figure, meaning they were too tight in some places while too loose in others in a way that made Katara self-conscious as a woman.
After finding the right clothes to wear, and ignoring Sokka's wailing about time (seriously, how can he not understand the importance of the right combination?), They were finally going to pay for their stuff. They, however, stopped on their tracks as they saw a group of armed fire nation soldiers walking to the counter.
Katara was about to intervene, but her brother stopped her. "What do you think you're doing?!" he whispered – yelled.
"Helping the old man obviously!" She replied in the same tone. "Now let me go!"
"Oh no you don't." He held her tight and pushed her away from the scene. "In case you have forgotten, the two of us have a month of semi-formal training combined. They, however, have a score of professional killers armed to the teeth."
"We can't just do nothing!" Katara seethed. "They are clearly robbing the poor man! So far for Zuko's higher standing, not that I excepted anything else from the fire nation."
"We don't even know what they're here for, for all we know they are just buying stuff!" Sokka retorted. "Look, how about this. We see what's going on, if they physically hurt the old man we'll interfere. But if they are just robbing him then we'll give him the money Zuko gave us. Ok?"
"But –"
"If we fight and trash the shop it won't help the owner."
"Fine…" Katara begrudgingly agreed as they hid behind a shelf and looked at the scene.
"Is everything ready as promised, Mushoo?" The leading soldier demanded from the old shop keeper.
"Y-yes, everything is in the back storage room."
With a move of his head, the leader ordered some of the man too check. After a few minutes, they returned. "Everything seems too be in order, sir."
"Good." The leader said. "Take everything and head to base. Full speed."
"Yes sir!" The group quickly headed to the basement and left with every soldier carrying a wagon full of boxes. In minutes, the soldiers left, leaving the leader and the store owner alone.
"We'll come back next week for another bunch." The leader said. "Make sure that you have everything that time as well, we don't want a repeat of last time, do we?"
"N-no sir." The other man meekly asked.
The leader then left the shop as the old owner tiredly sat on his stool and sighed. The water tribe siblings quickly went to him.
"Sir, are you ok?" Katara asked with concern. "Do you need something?"
"Hm?" The man, Mushoo, looked up and noticing the two new people. "Oh, nothing, just my old age catching up to me. Thank you for your concern." He smiled.
"Does this happens often?" Sokka asked.
"Oh, every week I'm afraid." Mushoo answered. "I don't know if I can keep up with this to be honest, we're running on fumes as is."
"Will that help?" Katara said as she put the money sack Zuko gave her on the counter, despite the protests of her brother. "I know that it's not much, but at least it should help you until they come here next time. Maybe even move someplace else."
"Hm?" The old man looked strangely at the duo. What are you- Oh!"
The siblings looked at each other in question as the man laughed before Sokka asked if the man was ok.
"Oh yes, yes, I'm fine, sorry about that." Mushoo said. "What you saw now wasn't an extortion or anything, the men just took the coats the fire army ordered."
The siblings looked bewildered.
"But there were so many of them!" Katara exclaimed in disbelief. "And they came armed!"
"Well, there were many coats to deliver as you saw. And their soldiers on duty, of course they well be armed."
"But that guy threatened you!"
"Yes, he may be a bit gruff, little lady, but he's used to give orders. I think that can easily explain his poor manners, even if he really could tune it down. And I assume you mean that thing about next week, and me having everything?"
Katara nodded.
"Well… let's say that last time I skipped on a few things when making the coats, the commander wasn't amused. I don't really understand why they need such heavy coats, and not why they are ordering such a large amount. But then again, I'm no general, and they pay handsomely."
"Oh…"
"Yes, I thought at first that business will go down once the fire nation came, but I'm happy to be wrong. The shop hasn't been that busy ever."
"Than we'll buy those." Sokka decided to be the saving grace as he put the things they wanted to buy on the counter. With a goodbye to the old man, the two walked out of the shop.
"Well, that was something." Sokka finally said. "I'm glad that it wasn't a robbery at least."
"Yeah…" Katara replied weakly. She was so sure, so sure, she finally found evidence that Zuko was wrong and that the fire nation was as eval as she knew it was. She really hoped that was a real… La and Tui, what's wrong with her?! Did she really hope that someone would get robbed and hurt just because she wanted to prove a point?!
It's all because of that damned Zuko! He was somehow influencing her, she just knew it. She couldn't stop thinking of how annoying the smirk on his handsome face was when he was amused by something she did, or how his eyes were always shining with barley hidden power that made her body shudder when she met his gaze. Especially how annoyingly warm his skin felt on hers as he corrected her forms in their water bending lessons.
"Sis, you're alright? You kinda spaced out there."
"Oh?" Katara was turned from her thoughts by her brother's voice. "Sorry, I was just thinking about… everything I guess."
"Yeah, makes sense. Everything changed so much so fast, didn't it?" Sokka looked at her. "Don't worry, we'll be together no matter what. Dad will join us soon and with any luck, we'll even have mom back! We could go back south and be a family again."
Katara smiled at him, it was a very nice thinking, but she knew he was just trying to cheer her up. It was naïve to think Zuko would let them go and lose a bargaining chip against their father. Besides, she knew Zuko had plans for her, or more specifically her bending, if all the lessons about healing were any indication.
Never, those are problems of tomorrow's Katara. For now, she'll just enjoy the calm before the storm. Speaking of her father, she wondered about Xing's progress in finding her father. Somehow, she was pretty sure she didn't need to worry about that front.
Xing was halfway to the target. It could feel the smell growing stronger, the target ever closer to Xing's reach. It seemed like the target wasn't moving for now, all the better for Xing.
Xing suddenly stopped. No, it was wrong, the master told it about the dangers of suddenly stopping after a long run, So Xing forced itself to continue some distance to slow its pace.
It was tired, so very tired. It ran none stop for over three sun cycles (days, they were called days) too reach the target, not even to eat or sleep. Xing underestimated the distance it had to teach, thinking it wouldn't be much more than the regular trips he made at the small land, and now it was paying for it.
Exhaust, it fell to the ground, panting hard. Yes, maybe a small nap will be good…
"RAWR!"
"AHH!"
So much for a quick nap.
"S-stay back! Song, run!"
"M-mom!"
By his nose, Xing smelled two imitations with very similar smells to each other, along with a smell of an animal it hadn't encountered before. Although judging by the smell of blood, it was a predator in nature.
Now it was conflicted, to interfere or not to interfere? That's the question. It was obvious that the two imitations are soon to have their flame snuffed out and feed the thing. Another sniff told Xing that while the two were completely null imitation, they were close to those who challenge the master. Which made them enemies.
As Xing was about to ignore the scene and find a safer place to rest, it suddenly stopped. Xing felt wrong as it walked away, but why? It was just nature running its course, just another creature desperately trying to fend off its inevitable demise to a larger predator. Just like… Oh…
Just like Xing itself had before the master came, desperate, weak and alone…
Xing let out a huff that would have been the equivalent of a sigh in the master's language. Xing was going through it. Exhausted as it may, it had the duty to follow the master's legacy. Who knows, the master managed to make imitations like that a part of the master's peck. With any luck, Xing may be able to do the same.
Xing rose on all fours, with a snort it gathered all of its strength to one final push and ran towards the scene. It will not fail to follow the master.
Song was terrified.
She and her mother went out to gather herbs for medicine, their supply was getting very low again. Today they went farther than usual because the herbs in the usual places didn't regrow from the last time they collected them. Song suggested looking farther and mother agreed.
Song didn't really understand why the medicine supply was ending so fast, there weren't that many people sick. Actually, she did understand, the man that came from time to time to her mother (who she assumed were soldiers of the earth kingdom) took it for the army.
What she didn't understand was why they where only interested in the calming drugs? She helped her mother with the making and the drugs didn't even make the person fall asleep, why would the soldiers be interested in that? Oh well, she wasn't a soldier, so she probably didn't understand.
Back to the much, much more pressing matters. Because they went farther than usual, they may have lost track a little. This resulted in the accidental, and extremely unwanted, encounter with a full-grown platypus bear. They were running away as it chased after them, although for some reason it didn't run as fast as it could.
She didn't have time to wonder why as she ran for her life, the burn on her leg didn't help. She did realize, far too late, why the beast wasn't putting so much effort. As her mother and her exited the tree line, they discovered that they were on a cliff with no way to run.
"S-song."
"Y-yes m-mom?"
"I-I will keep it busy, b-but you must run away as far and fast as you can."
"What?! No! Mom-" Song knew exactly what her mother meant by keeping the beast busy.
"It's not up for debate! This way at least one of us will survive!" Her mother said with finality.
Unfortunately, while they were busy arguing, the platypus bear was already on them. It roared as they screamed and prepared to smack the two of them down with its massive pow-flipper thing. It seemed that some spirit had heard their prayers, because it stopped mid swing in confusion and sniffed at the air. It turned its head back, only for a black shape to tackle it.
It was too fast to make any details, but the man-sized shape of black mauled the platypus bear as it cried in pain. Before the platypus bear could respond, however, the shape disengaged and jumped off their would-be killer. For the first time Song got a good look at the thing. It was a hound of some sort… just a hound, no other animal involved… strange…
Anyway, it had tar-colored fur with blood rad eyes. The claws were painted red, undoubtedly from the blood it drew just a moment ago. It growled again the bigger animal in hate and defiance as the platypus bear willowed in pain and rage. She noticed that the platypus bear lost its eyes in the process and couldn't help but feel at least some sympathy for it. Yes, it tried to kill and eat her, but she couldn't help it. A quality that mother was both proud and tired off.
The platypus bear ran towards the hound, the promise of violent death was clear even to the humans. She thought that the hound was done for, but it easily sidestepped the charging beast. The platypus bear, however, kept its charge as it ran after the hound. Song didn't understand how it could do it without seeing, but she did notice the near hybrid wasn't as precise as it should have been.
She held her breath as the hound was cornered on the edge of the cliff, the bear roared in victory as it changed towards the cornered animal. Only for the seemingly cornered animal to once again evade the clumsy bigger animal with ease. It proved to be disastrous for the platypus bear, as it comically flipped its hands like a bird to keep itself balanced.
It however wasn't meant to be, as with a strong bash, the hound managed to push the full-grown platypus bear off the cliff. Said bear roared in panic as in was thrown down to the hard ground bellow, until there was a loud boom and then quiet. She didn't think that the platypus bear was going to get up any time soon.
With its deed finished, the blood red eyes of the hound were turned away from its handwork down the cliff and onto them. They… they probably should have run while the two fought, didn't they?
It moved towards them five steps and then… sat?
"Bark!"
Dear spirits, the thing that just a moment ago killed an adult platypus bear was shaking its tail and had his tong out. Wait, is it? Oh spirits, its chasing its tail now!
"Mom?"
"Yes sweetie, I'm confused as well. I think it's domesticated, however. You see the bag on its back?"
"Do you think it's lost?"
"Maybe, I don't think we should stay her, however, spirits know if there is another predator nearby."
"Maybe Mr. Hound can guide us. Hey, Mr. Hound!"
"Song! Don't –"
"Bark!" The hound rose up from where it was laying on its back.
"Can you guide us home?"
"Song, I don't think it works like-"
"Bark!" The animal sniffed the air and walked in a direction. It stopped and looked at them, waiting.
"I think it wants us to follow it." Song said.
"Oh dear…"
"The ships should be in position shortly, colonel Thrawn" The soldier said as the colonel in question studied a portrait of the current earth king that they got their hands on. "An hour or two at most."
"Good, good." The colonel said, eyes still fixed on the painting. "Tell me trooper, looking at the portrait, what do you see?"
The man didn't really understand the question, it was pretty clear. The portrait was a portrait, it was made so people could look and recognize the earth king. As well as making him look good.
"The… Earth king, sir? Probably looking much better then in reality." The colonel's obsession with art was known across the troops, it was known that he liked from time to time to ask a random soldier about one work to another to make a point.
"Yes, yes, but what else? What do we not see?" Thrawn continued. "The king in his prime, obviously a try to project the control that he lacks. But what is there that we don't see in other paintings?"
"I don't know, a wife?" The soldier guessed. "It's strange that he isn't married, or at least engaged."
"You are absolutely right, trooper." Thrawn complimented. "The sole ruler of the largest nation in known history, and he has no one to continue his line. Any dynasty would have quickly made a heir to secure the line, especially if it's in an excisional threat by a stronger nation."
"The only individual who is constantly in the presence of the earth king, besides his bear pet, is the one we assume to be the head secretary." Thrawn continued. "What does that tell you?"
"Maybe the king isn't into women?" the soldier tried. "You think that he has some sort of an affair with the old secretary guy, sir?"
"Oh, spirits no, at least it's not the direction I thought. Although we can't discard your theory as well, I'll have men work on that. It will be a good propaganda if nothing else." Thrawn admitted. "But I do agree that they are very close too each other, which is understandable considering the head secretary was there even before the former earth king and queen joined the earth."
"So you think the earth king sees the head secretary as some sort of father figure?"
"Yes, or at least someone important enough to include in his family portraits." Thrawn replied. "But it's only half of the story, and the interesting one at that. I'm much more interested in the perspective of the head secretary."
That surprised the soldier. "Why the old coot?"
"Because he's the one who actually controls the earth kingdom." Thrawn replied casually, as if he didn't just drop off a bomb and discovered a kingdom wide conspiracy by just looking at a painting.
" ... What?!"
"Look at the other painting." The colonel instructed. "Do you see how the Dai Li dominants the background? You won't find a single portrait here that doesn't have either the Dai Li or the head secretary."
"What about that one?" The soldier pointed at a picture of the earth king shaking hands with a general. Usually, for any other superior, such an act would cause severe punishment. The humiliation of proving them wrong would cause a de-rank at least, sometimes much worse if said superior was named Zhao.
Thrawn, however, had a very different approach. Not only did he not mind, but he also downright approved of the questions and doubts of the troops. As long as it didn't affect the mission of course. He said time and again that any concern that is valid enough for the troops to want to say it, is valid enough for the mission.
"A keen observation." The colonel nodded. "And one that I would have completely agreed. If the painting wasn't a fabrication to begin with."
"How do you know that, sir?"
"Look at the painting." Thrawn said. "Now look at the paintings above marked as D34, K701 and G57. Do you notice any resemblance?"
The soldier in question looked a bit and… wait a minute… "Aren't those the king, the general and the exact background?"
"That they are." Commented Thrawn. "And after checking the dates, I can assure you that all the paintings above are made before the painting below. You may have also noticed that the handshake itself, where the templates of the king and the general touch, is of lesser quality than the rest of the painting. Most likely because the painter had to paint from his own head instead of copying."
"I can assure you that all the paintings of the earth king, without the Dai Li, are forgeries like that one." Thrawn continued. "Which made me believe that the king doesn't have any interactions without the Dai Li's intervention, without the grand secretary's intervention. Each and every aspect of the earth king's life is controlled by the grand secretary."
"Be it by direct ambition to control the earth kingdom or by a toxic parental relationship, the royal line is fragile, with a king who knows nothing about ruling. We can use it to saw disarray in the earth kingdom by crumbling it from upside down, either by orchestrating a civil war for the succession or by forcing an unfit king to lead his nation in its darkest hour."
"And you figured all of that by looking at a bunch of paintings?" the soldier asked bewilderingly.
"To be fair, it was more that just 'looking'. Much work had been done." Thrawn regarded the troop. "But it wasn't as hard as studying the art of the city of Ba Sing Se, the cultural and economical situation the art told about was extremely fascinating, if gloom."
"You should be at the big table, sir." The soldier said. "If you were in charge of the war, we would have won it in a week."
"Please, you're overestimating me." Thrawn humbled himself. "A work of art is a way for the artist to express themselves their ideas, their environment, who they are, what they are. Once a person learns to read the messages hidden inside the art, all the secrets and information the creator put there, knowingly or not, are exposed."
A whistle was heard.
"Apologies trooper, it seemed I have kept you enough by my rumbling. You may return to your duties."
"Yes sir!"
"Move it, worms!" a loud voice yelled as the men ran from one direction to another in the arena.
"Hippo scared." A large man with a physic that resembles his name said.
"The Boulder know, my friend, the Boulder knows." The man next to him. A muscular and tall man, however it was dwarfed by the sheer size of his companion. "Think of the money, friend. Just bear with it until the tournament is over and then go somewhere else."
The Boulder and his group of wrestlers joined the preparations of the tournament after they heard the amount of money they will be paid. Of course, the fact that their usual workplace was closed up after an investigation on the young lady Beifong helped them decide to switch places. The Boulder still feels the shock from when the identity of the blind bandit was revealed to be none other than the very same kidnapped girl.
With no place to work, and running from the low, the group had little choice but to go to the infamous city of Amora. Thankfully, they were skillful enough to not be conscripted to whatever was going on in the city and enlisted as gladiators. Spirits knew that conscription to the earth army was bad enough, the Boulder did not want to know what it was like to be a foot soldier to some thug.
"But what about fee?" The Big Bad Hippo asked in his usual tone.
"After the team wins the tournament, the fee can be paid and more." At least the Boulder hoped so. There was a money fee for enlisting to the tournament and the group didn't have enough money, so the group borrowed some from a shady figure. The Boulder just hoped that the shady figure would agree to get all the money back at once and not in payments across five years as he said before.
"If you can talk, you can fight!"
The voice above yelled as the two went back into training. The Boulder really hoped that the tournament would already be over with.
AN
And here is chapter 31.
there were a few moral dilemmas discussed. I wanted to demonstrate the difference in thinking between the parties in Zuko's forces, as well as presenting a very real dilemma of what to do in such situations. Hope I did it justice. A few support character from cannon were introduced as well, and will play a part of the plot. Because of the very high reception of Xing's POV I decided to give them a separate side arc. We'll see the assault on Ba Sing Se in the next few chapters, Hope you're as excited as me.
I also introduced the abominable ship of Kuei X Long Feng. I'm pretty sure that should burn in hell for that.
Chapter 33: Chapter 32
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar: The last airbender
Chapter 32
Today had been interesting, Song decided. Scary, mentally scaring, and extremely bad, but interesting.
True to its word (does it even work in dogs?), The hound guided them back home. It was even considerable enough to slow its pace to match theirs. Before long, it stopped and pointed its nose in a direction across the trees. Luckily, both Song and her mother recognized the clearing as the one near the gates of the town.
"So this is it than, I guess it's a goodbye then?" Song said somberly. "Thank you, for everything."
"Yes, thank you for saving my daughter and I." Mother said. "She is all that I have left."
"Bark."
It seemed like mother's opinion on the hound had changed dramatically after she was sure that it wouldn't eat them or anything like that.
"You look tired and hungry, how about we give you a meal and some rest before searching for your owner?"
"Bark!" It shook its tail with excitement, the tongue was out.
Her mother giggled. "Well, someone sure has an appetite. Wait, now how do we get you in?" she suddenly frowned.
"What are you talking about, mom?" Song asked, confused. "He will go with us through the gate… You're a 'he', right?"
"Bark!"
She will take it as a yes.
"I'm sorry dear, but it's impossible." Mother moved her head from side to side. "The guards will never let a wild animal in, especially one that can kill a platypus bear all on its own. More so, if the animal is delivering some kind of secret message."
"What do you mean, secret message?" Song asked in confusion.
"Look at the bag, dear." Mother explained. "Do you see the piece of paper? It's obvious that it has been trained, especially after what we so. My guess is that the owner sent it to deliver a latter of some sort."
"Oh, really?!" Song was excited as she turned to the animal in question. "Can you show us?"
In return to her excitement, she received an unblinking pair of unamused, half-closed eyes that almost seemed to tell her "Seriously?".
"Amm, dear…" Her mother reached her. "I think it has been given the explicit order to tear anyone who tries to touch the latter to pieces, like it did to the platypus bear. I really don't think we should get involved in this."
The hound moved its head slowly up and down, as if it imitated a nod of agreement with her mother. Spirits, this hound was trained very well.
"Okay… So how do we get it in?"
In response to her question, the animal snorted, it honest to spirits snorted, and moved its head to the direction of the gate. It was as if the animal was telling them to just go inside and not to worry. After that, the hound just left.
"So… we just go in?" She asked.
"I guess we do, dear." Her mother sighed. "I guess we do."
"It's funny, never thought we would take orders from a dog." Song said.
"Trust me, it's far from the first time a dog is ordering us…" Mother grumbled under her breath.
The two went to the gate, where one of the soldiers greeted them. "Wow, what happened to you two? More importantly, how was your herb collection?"
"We… we ran into a platypus bear, we barely made it out alive. Unfortunately, the herbs were lost if our escape, this is all we could save." Mother showed a handful of herbs she picked on the way back.
"Tch, this is hardly enough." The soldier scolded. "Gow wouldn't be happy."
When is he ever, Song thought. As her mother spoke with the soldier, however, Song noticed that the black dog used this distraction and jumped over the fence without anyone noticing. Just how smart was that thing?
In any case, they were let inside soon after and went home. On the way, she noticed that the animals were scared for some reason, only to remember that she let inside a predator strong enough to kill a platypus bear… Spirits, she hoped it was well behaved enough to not eat any of the animals or things could get really awkward.
When she and her mother were near the house, she could see the ostrich horse of the family in the deepest corner of the yard. It was hiding its head deep in a pile of strews, what wasn't hidden, was shaking for dear life.
It was strange, but perhaps expected. The hound was likely following them to their house. What she didn't expect, was hearing her mother scream when she opened the door.
"AHH!"
"Mom, you're alright?!" Song ran to the door and saw the cause of her mother's scream. It seems that the hound somehow got inside the house and waited for them to return. It sat in the corridor, tail shaking from side to side.
"Bark!"
"Sorry dear, our friend just scared me." Mother apologized before giving a suspicion glare to the hound. "Although that doesn't explain how it got here in the first place, the door was locked."
As if understanding the question, the hound turned its head and pointed with one of its paws at an open window.
"Wait, wasn't that window closed?" Song asked, she was sure that she closed the very same window before she and her mother went outside earlier.
"Bark." The hound nodded once with its head.
"…" Song didn't have anything to say about it, the dog was clearly smarter than she initially thought. Heck she was starting to think that the animal was actually smarter than her. Starting to think about it, she really should call it by its name.
"Hey, boy, do you have a name?"
"Bark." It showed off its collar, which had a nameplate now that she looked at it. She walked closer to the dog and held the nameplate, the dog didn't make any movement so she guessed it was fine.
"Xing… that's your name?"
"Bark!" The now named Xing wiggled its tale.
Song turned the nameplate to the other side. "If lost, return to Zuko… Huh, like the fire price." Song could hear her mother coughing from behind her, as if she was choking a little.
"Anyway, mom makes roast duck." Song said before she whispered to Xing's ear. "She always makes too much roast duck."
"Bark!"
The people on the ground stared fearfully at the shapes above, the earth peasants did not know exactly what those things were. They did hear about the "eyes" the fire nation created and were told horror stories about how a soldier can spy on a woman bathing half a continent away. But they have yet to experience the eyes that could bombard them.
And while they didn't know what the gathering flock above them meant, they knew that they should take cover and pray for whatever spirit was listening that they would survive. For they knew that it had to be another scheme of the fire nation.
Up above in the sky, unaware and uncaring for the people down below, the F.E.A.R (fire eastern air force) was heading directly to Ba Sing Se, the heart and capital of the earth kingdom. Spirits were high as the soldiers talked to each other about the operation.
"I can't believe we're actually going to attack Ba Sing Se."
"You better, think the girls there are as pretty as the songs say?"
"Don't be a pig, man. I'm more interested in seeing the infamous wall, I heard they say it reaches the sky."
"Well, we'll see that soon enough. By the way, what do you guys think about the rumor about the earth king?"
"The one with the grand secretary? Ha! It's so preposterous it must be true."
"Yeah, no one had ever seen him with a girl, did they? But apparently, he spends the entire time with the old man."
"I know, me and the gals from the logistic department were actually just talking about it before the mission."
"Damn, Korin, that's brutal girl. With those girls, at least half the continent will talk about it by tomorrow morning."
"Linda actually wrote a story about it."
"If it's Linda than I don't want to know."
"Yeah… her writing isn't exactly my cup of tea."
"You're all mean."
"No, we're honest."
"Well, for your knowledge, the colonel took great interest. He even had the penalty legion make as many copies as possible, he said that we're going to distribute them across all of Ba Sing Se as we fly."
"Damn… The colonel is cruel, aren't the bombs enough? I actually feel sorry now for the poor sods in the capital."
"Now I know why the relief holes were full of puke. Penalty legion or not, I salute them for their sacrifice."
"May Agni have mercy on their souls."
"Amen."
"You guys are unbelievable…"
The bickering continued as the group un winded their excitement. Their commanding officer could hear them from his place at the command center of the eye but decided to let them be for now. They still had some time before they reached the infamous walls of Ba Sing Se, and the troops should let their steam out so they will be at full attention when the time comes.
Inwardly, he thought about the plan the colonel had told them. The idea was simple enough: fly above the walls, find the palace (most likely the highest and biggest building), bomb it and any other important looking buildings, and fly away while blowing the gates and forcing the earth king to an ultimatum.
While the main force was busy with the palace, a secondary task force was to distribute propaganda to the entire city of Ba Sing Se. The idea was to tarnish the earth king's reputation and cause civil unrest in the city. He himself was unsure why the colonel thought that the peasants would want to rebel against their king who protects them with his walls, but he trusted Thrawn's judgement.
The commander shuddered at the thought of those infernal things.
The colonel, as his usual pragmatic self, used the most efficient (and sadistic) way to achieve his goals. After he had ordered an intelligence gathering of everything they know about the earth king and the grand secretary, he used the scorn and vanity of an officer who just found out that her husband cheated on her to draw the most offensive and eye bugling caricatures she can. The results were so effective that even he felt outrage for the earth king. And he was a part of the conspiracy for crying out loud!
Another idea that came straight from the swamps of Koh, was the… book. Utilizing the degeneracy found only in a frustrated housewife with a lot of imagination, Thrawn had created a story about the forbidden relationship between the earth king and the grand secretary. The sheer filth of this thing… let's just say that the puke the crew below spoke about wasn't only from the penalty legion. He will never forgive Thrawn for forcing them to read the damnable thing to know the accusations against the earth king.
The worst thing was that once you start reading the book, you can't help yourself but finish it in spite of all the filth. Like a forbidden fruit, once you get a taste you have to get more to know what's happening. For some forsaken reason, the book was named "Twilight", according to the colonel it was a wordplay about the ending of the earth kingdom as an analogy to the setting sun.
In a true stroke of sadism, the colonel forced the penalty legion to copy that heretical text in mass. They actually had to put soldiers to make sure that the men copying didn't commit a suicide.
Shaking his head from the thoughts, he pulled a spyglass and could see the walls. However, just as he was about to order the crew to start preparing for the attack, he noticed that a gathering of clouds was starting to form around the walls.
"What in Agni's name…" He said as the clouds evolved into a full-blown storm. "All personal, prepare for a storm!"
Just what were the spirits throwing at them now?
Far away from the material plane, in an unknown place inside what the mortals call "the spirit world", one spirit was extracting its power on the mortal world.
It resembled somehow a human shape, at least its head and upper body (if one were to ignore the goat horns on the head). There was a pair of semi-transparent butterfly wings on its back, pink on the outside and green on the inside. In the middle of each wing there was the symbol of the air proudly displayed.
In had two pairs of arms, the upper ones were that of a human and the lower ones were those of an ape. That was probably compensation for the lack of legs, or torso actually, because from the waist downwards it had the spectral tale of a djinn.
It was panting, not physically obviously, but metaphorically. It was a named spirit, Gale was his designation. But even for him, the task of manifesting a storm the size of the capital of the children of earth from a world away was demanding.
He also had another problem, one of more dire consequences. He was interfering with the human world without being challenged by the mortals, which was against the unspoken laws of the realm. Even if he got permission from his superior (in a way…), Gale really didn't want any other spirit to confront him. Especially a stronger spirit, he knew that he wasn't high on that pole.
Then, as if an even higher power was mocking it, Gale sensed the very thing he was trying to avoid. The spirit he sensed held great power, in fact the feeling was so strong that Gale could only compare it to his own superior Kōng, the ancient great spirit of air. Gale turned to meet the spirit and nearly stopped the storm from shock. Of all spirits in existence, it had to be that spirit…
A titanic figure with the very ideal body of a paragon warrior of humanity. It was covered in armor and armed to the teeth from head to toe, its armor and weapons ever so slightly changing. The only thing that stayed the same was the fact that everything on the figure was practical, as well as intimidating. The head was covered in a helmet, the face forever hidden beneath the ever-changing visor.
It radiated power, it was made for battle, it was…
"Lord Sensō…" Gale said fearfully as it quickly bowed.
Sensō, the spirit of war himself. Sensō, unlike most spirits, is deeply influenced by the mortal realm. While nature spirits were only concerned with mortals if their own piece of the world was in danger, Sensō actively fed from humans. Their battles and violence fueled him, the souls of the fallen soldiers fed him and expanded his realm. Whenever a soldier, no matter the side, prayed for whatever deity they worshiped, half of the devotion went to empower Sensō by his right as the spirit of war. And to make matters worse, by his power and title as the spirit of war, the more you fight him, the stronger he becomes.
In a harmonious world, Sensō wouldn't have been much of a talk, a spirit above the average but not of much interest. However, fed from nearly a century of global conflict, Sensō was now on par with the great ancients like Agni, La and Tui, Tsuchi and his own Kōng. Some may say that Sensō was even stronger, just below the power level of Raava and Vaatu, he certainly was during the divine war…
Sensō was also known for his possessiveness, viciousness and violent nature. One time, Koh stole a few souls that Sensō considered his, the war spirit came straight to the face stealer's lair in rage. While Gale wasn't sure about all the details, the encounter ended with Sensō literally beating the souls out of Koh, and then some more for good measure. Sensō also tied Koh around itself so tight, it took a few decades for the centipede like spirit to untie itself.
And Gale was caught rad handed messing with his domain…
"I can explain –"
"Silence." The war spirit didn't yell or even raise his voice, but his words filled the space regardless.
"You interfere with the mortal realm unprovoked. Worse, you mess with my domain and with a world changing event. You have exactly one minute to explain yourself."
Deciding to immediately get to the point, Gale didn't waste his time on trivial honorifics. "You've sensed the return of the abomination, so as anyone else. But did any of them rise up and crush it as is right? No! And almost immediately after the reawakening, the spawns of Agni assault the capital of the spawns of Tsuchi with monstrosities who clearly bare the sign of the abomination's corruption. Something must have been done, and since none took action, I did!"
In retrospect, yelling at the spirit of war seemed like a very short road to great pain, it seemed, however, that Sensō was humored by the bravado as he didn't smite Gale then and there. Instead, he asked Gale with a curious tone. "And how did you get that old airhead's permission? You'd be hard pressed to act across worlds without it, and I know firsthand how uninterested Kōng is in everything."
"..." Gale didn't have an answer, or at least a one that wouldn't embarrass itself. Luckily, the war spirit figured out the answer before Gale could form a response.
"You asked Kōng if he has any problems with it and you received his silence as a permission, didn't you?"
"…Yes."
The spirit of war sighed, apparently expecting something like this to happen. "That old air for brains really couldn't care less about anything, is he? Truly the detachment part comes to light. Makes me wonder it he even felt something when his children were slaughtered in the genocide."
Gale could easily answer it, Kōng didn't care at all. A raised eyebrow, perhaps, but nothing more. One would think that the great spirit of air would come to Agni and demand retribution for the crimes of fire, but none of that happened. Gale itself didn't care much about the humans, fragile apes full of nastiest, but such a disregard for those who spent their entire lives worshipping you? It was too much even for him. Not to mention that it made Gale think about how important he was to the great spirit of air.
"Kōng didn't even complained to Agni, you know. That ball of gas was downright insulted by such lack of honor and demanded Kōng to face him in a battle of honor for the fallen nomads, quite the irony I must say." The humor in the war spirit's tone was unmistakable.
"But we digress." Sensō became serious once more. "Do you have a name, spirit?"
"G-gale, my lord."
"Well then, Gale, answer me this. Why not attack our new little overlord straight away? Why not do it while he was vulnerable at sea?"
"After I was made aware of that abomination's return I did try to search for their location. The damned magic wave from the infernal workshop has been messing the senses of all the lower spirits, we feel as if the outcast is everywhere all at once."
"True, but then why not try and find him? Cut the head of the snake, so to speak?"
Gale wanted to, oh he so wanted, but he knew his limits. "Screening through the world would have taken too much time on my own, and none of the other spirits would have helped. All of them are too preoccupied with their own little things to see the big picture. And even if I did find them, I lack your might, lord. Stronger and better fitted spirits than I have tried and failed containing this disease, I'm unsure of my ability to win."
The war spirit nodded. "It's admirable to know your limitations and act accordingly. Yet you still persist, how long do you think you could hold until you're unable to sustain the storm any longer?"
"Not long, lord."
"Hmm…" The great spirit was thinking. "How about I land you a fraction of a fraction, of my power? That should suffice to hold the storm across all of Ba Sing Se indefinitely."
Gale couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You- You will do that?"
"Of course." Sensō said with a cheerful tone. If Gale had to guess, he'd say that Sensō was smiling under his visor. "We can't have the earth kingdom surrender so early, can we? This will basically bring the end of this wonderful war and I can't have that, not until Humanity is in a position to start their own war. Oh, the overlord wars were always such a delight, and I have a good feeling about this one."
Of course, the spirit of war wanted more war… Gale really shouldn't have been surprised.
"Well? What is your answer?"
Gale didn't really like any of those options. If he accepts, he will be in debt to and under the thrall of the war spirit, basically betraying his own great spirit. If he declines, he will not only lose the storm, but he had a very strong feeling that Sensō will actually kill him. Damned if he does, damned if he doesn't. But at least in one of those choices he manages to act for the spirit world. Besides, it's not like Kōng cares, he never does.
"If I accept, what will you have me do?"
"You are to guard Ba Sing Se and Ba Sing Se alone from the sky." The war spirit ordered. "You will guard your post without leaving until there is no more arial threat. And don't worry about the other spirits, I'll take care of them."
Gale could feel his power almost disappearing. "I agree."
"Good." Gale immediately felt the power. Oh, it was so overwhelming, he could feel evert fiber of his essence being empowered. His body was evolving as well. His arms were beefed up, his wings sturdier and sharper, as well changing color from pink to red, his goat horns grew to bull horns. He felt himself grow in strength and size.
Was this the power of war? No wonder Sensō was so arrogant when he commanded such might. No, the war spirit said it was a fraction of a fraction, Sensō was truly an amazing being. He needed to test it, he needed to fight!
"It seems like I kept you too preoccupied. The airships are almost on mark."
"NOO!"
Gale looked again at the mortal realm and to his horror, the infernal devices were already past the wall. He quickly put all of his power into the storm. The fact that he was still in one piece meant that Sensō was fine with him… for now at least.
"Now that is unexpected." Thrawn commented about the sudden storm.
"You think it's the work of spirits? I don't know how to explain the sudden storm otherwise." His right-hand man said.
"It is of no consequence." Thrawn decided. "The storm will substile soon enough."
"What?! How to you know that colonel?"
"A storm can be created so quickly only by an air bender or a spirit. While most would go straight to spirits by elimination, I will still hold the first option. No matter how good a plan and an execution are, some guppy will always slip the net."
"If it's the first option, then the air bender's chi will soon run out, rendering the storm useless. If it's the second option, then said spirit is not with us. Meaning it has to force this storm from the spirit world. And unless we are dealing with a great spirit, its power will soon run out as well."
"How do you know so much about spirits?" asked the right hand. "And what if it is a great spirit?"
"To answer your first question, spiritual encounters are written aplenty in the novels of all nations. And while they are unreliably narrated at best, the keen eye knows the extract the facts from the fiction. A spirit, if present, will always reveal itself in some form to demand compensation. The fact that such a spirit is yet to appear points us to the fact that it's not here."
"And as for the great spirits… If that was the case, then we wouldn't be having this conversation. Besides, according to all accounts, spirits are extremely territorial. Unless the spirits in question are deeply connected or share a symbiotic bond to the world or each other, they will see the appearance and extraction of will of another spirit in their territory as an invasion. And because there was never a mention of a wind spirit in Ba Sing Se for all of its history, we can safely assume that the spirit causing this storm is not local."
And soon enough, the wind became weaker and weaker until it was barely felt.
"Push forward, if you please. Full speed ahead." The crew immediately followed Thrawn's command, which was quickly transmitted via light signals to the other eyes.
The fleet was now above the walls. If Thrawn was to look down, he was sure that he would see the frightened faces of the earth kingdom soldiers. Their expression broken as their belief in the wall, it was quite ironic that those who guard inside of a fortress are breakable as wood while those who guard outside of a fence are hard as stone.
Poetry, however, will have to wait. With a signal, the armada began its mission. The bombardment class eyes were on their way to the palace with Thrawn's eye on the lead, the other eyes were beginning to spread across the entire city. Suddenly, the storm returned at full force. No… it was ten times stronger.
"Sir! What are we going to do?!" his right hand asked fearfully as their vessel shook. "The eyes wouldn't be able to hold out much longer in this pace!"
"Order all none bombardment eyes to drop their cargo and retreat." Thrawn ordered calmly. "The wind will take care of the distribution for us. Order the men to warp the papers with something against rain, it would be a waste if all of our work is erased by some water."
"Yes sir!" the man besides him saluted. "But what about us, sir?"
"We're making a gambit." Thrawn said, tone normal in spite of the sour taste the words left in his mouth. "Order the other bombardment eyes to close in, we're going to transfer all the explosives to this ship. Once done, the other ships will retreat the city in haste while this ship will be used as a distraction."
"Distraction, sir?"
"Yes, it will fly straight to the palace with everything we have. The spirit responsible for this storm, and make no mistake about spiritual involvement, will hopefully be too preoccupied with stopping this single vessel then hunting the rest."
"It's a suicide, sir!" his right-hand yelled.
"Yes."
"…I will do it."
"Pardon?" Thrawn asked in a confused tone, a rare sight.
"I can pilot the eye on my own, until I crush into the palace. You and the others can escape on the rest of the eyes. That was your plan, wasn't it?"
"In most part, yes. Although your part in it wasn't included. You have a family, we can find an-"
"And in my final moments I'll think about them, and about the chance my sacrifice will give them for a better world after your victory. Sorry sir, but this is nonnegotiable."
"... It's been an honor, Glass."
"What are they doing?!" Gale yelled as he watched the puny children of fire clustering around what he assumed to be their main vessel. They were bringing to the bigger vessel some things that he didn't recognize nor cared about.
"Hmm… Interesting, if a bit rushed out." The war spirit commented.
"You know what they're planning?!"
"Yes, and watch your tone. Remember who you're talking to." The tone of the great spirit was calm, but the threat hit him like a storm.
"Y-yes, my lord." Gale frightfully replied. "But shouldn't you tell me? So I could put a stop to this? This could jeopardize your war, after all."
Sensō looked at him in what may have been a look of disgust, if the visor allowed to see what's behind it. "You have more than enough to figure it out on your own. Don't try to use my arguments against me, leach, I have been more than generous with your transgression. If you can't hold your part even with the power I gave you, then you're clearly not worth my time."
Gale decided to wisely shut up and focus on eliminating the threat. He noticed that some of the constructions were already beyond the city walls after dropping some carts, which he immediately crushed with his wind. Noticing that the carts held nothing but warped pipers, Gale lost interest in them and focused his attention on the main vessel.
One mortal felt different from the others, it wasn't just his pale skin or red eyes, his soul felt different, more… war-like. He turned to the final authority in such things.
"One of your champions, I presume?"
To his shock Sensō shook his mighty head. "An understandable confusion with this one, but no. I don't take champions, I am all the sides in war. Besides, it ruins the principle of war if I give some people divine intervention and others no. I also loath to help the cowards and unfit who don't help themselves, if one is to win a war then they should win it on their own."
Gale didn't miss how the war spirit used the word divine, treating himself as a god and not the spirit he is. Similar thing actually happened to Agni now when Gale thought about it, a spirit worshipped by evil mortals thinks themselves a god, fitting. Wait…
"So why did you help me?" Gale asked before quickly adding. "Not that I complain or anything!"
"Humanity made their move. This unbalanced power balance enables me to even the scores, reluctant as I am to do it, without betraying my beliefs. Should the fire nation have come up with this machine on their own, or at least take the idea from another mortal, then I would have had no problems. Intelligence and cunning deserve their reward after all. But the fact that Humanity decided for them, no matter how much of it the mortals did on their own, is something I can't let go unbalanced."
"But enough about this, you should be more focused on the task ahead."
"Hmm?! No!" Gale saw that while he was busy talking, the main vessel was left on its own. While the other machines were escaping, the main vessel was moving at full speed towards the palace.
Gale put every bit of wind, rain, hail and lightning he had to stop it. He watched as the vessel caught fire as lightning struck the tail end and went plumbing straight down. Gale allowed himself a chuckle of victory, before noticing that it went crushing right on top of the palace.
"NO!"
The thing, accelerated by gravity from the free fall, managed to breach the walls of the palace before it exploded in a big ball of flame. Gale was sure that no mortal could have survived that blast head on.
Yelling in rage and frustration, he was about to dish it on the other flying vessels. He noticed that they managed to get out of the city and prepared to strike them with everything he got, until some force stopped his winds once they reached the wall.
"What?!" Gale raged at the fact that some spirit denied him his vengeance. "Who dares!"
"Me." And Gale was once again aware of the very powerful and terrifying spirit that was behind his back.
"But their getting away!" Gale tried to reason.
"I don't care. The palace was breached by your own incompetence, you have no excuse to leave your post."
"What?!"
"You are to guard the city, amateurishly as it is. Meaning, you're staying here, inside the walls."
"But how can do my duty if I can only influence the inside of the city?!"
"With ease. The power I gave you is more than enough. You are to not interfere in this war any more then I gave you permission for."
"You tricked me!" Gale angrily proclaimed. "You trapped me here so you could have the abomination continue your overlord wars!"
Gale suddenly felt a power knocking him down and squirmed in a pain unlike he felt ever before.
"I made my intentions clear, insect, the fault is not in me if you refused to see the warnings. I am many things, but a liar I am not. Disrespect me like this again, and I will make you reflect on this moment as a mercy for the rest of your pitiful existence. Now if you excuse me, I have new souls to greet in my realm."
With that, Gale suddenly didn't feel like he was burning from the inside and noticed that the war spirit was gone. Oh, just what did he get himself into…
Song woke up from her slumber the day after the incident with the platypus bear. As she was gaining conciseness, she felt herself hugging something big and soft and… breathing? She was scared for a second until she remembered the night before.
She saw Xing sleeping on the floor next to her bed, cuddling itself like a ball, as she gently got to her bad to not to wake the dog. After some time of tossing and turning, she was woken up from a nightmare of that day's events, fortunately without screaming. As she calmed herself down, she noticed Xing looking at her in concern.
Without asking for permission, it jumped on her bad and, despite her protests, it positioned itself in such a way that she was forced to touch it. She had to admit that Xing was very soft for the touch, and warm as well. No, seriously, it was like being near an oven. Song quickly fell into a dreamless sleep as her head was buried in Xing's fur.
She was facing a problem with how to get out of bed without waking the dog up, as well as how to physically get up. Xing, she discovered, weighed more than her. In the end there was no problem, as the dog raised its head not long after she had woken and got off the bed. She changed her clothes and was ready to go downstairs to have breakfast with mom, at least she was until she heard a strong knock on the door.
Turning her head to the side, she noticed Xing ready to pounce. It wasn't growling, but it was a near thing. Deciding to follow the animal's instincts, she stayed in her room as well.
"Melody open up! It's Gow!"
She heard her mother running to the door and unlocking it. As well as heavy footsteps of the soldiers as they went in.
"G-Gow, w-what brings you here?"
"You know what, Melody. Where are the drugs you promised us?"
"T-there is a little hiccup, you see-"
"Yeah, yeah, I know of your little meeting with a platypus bear." Song could actually hear the dismissal. "But a deal is a deal, and you promised us those drugs by today and I don't see any drugs. We all must contribute to the war effort, you know ~"
"Luckily for you, I'm not unreasonable." Gow continued. "I heard that you found a stray on your way home yesterday, an exotic full-fledged dog. Give me the animal and I'll overlook your lack of contribution, for now."
"B-but Xing saved us from the platypus bear. B-besides, it has an owner, it's not ours to give. I-I can make a double next time, please don't take it away."
Song heard a loud crash from downstairs.
"I'm not one to be toyed with!" Gow yelled. "I was more than generous with you. Me and my men stand day and night protecting your village from the fire nation, and this is the thanks I get. When we were told that there is a village near the front that needed protection, my men and I jumped to our duty!"
Unlikely, Song thought. From what she remembered, Gow was very displeased about being here. She clearly remembered how he grumbled about being too close to the fighting for his liking, cursing the messenger and the commander who took him away from some village in the wasteland periphery of Ba Sing Se.
Looking aside, she saw Xing opening the window with its paws. How was that even possible, she didn't understand, but at least it somehow explains how it got to her home unnoticed. She watched in fascination as the dog jumped down to the ground, its feet barely made a sound as it landed.
"I thought we had an agreement." She heard Gow still speaking. "I protect the village and leave you and your daughter alone, and in return you make me drugs to sell to those in 'need'."
"But you ask too much!" mother said desperately. "There are simply no more herbs for me to make you drugs!"
"None of my concerns. The main guys of the trade are having some problems, apparently things became hot when the fire prince decided he didn't like them. Meaning, me and my boys have an opportunity to fill the shoes, at least until things return to normal. So once again, you can blame the fire nation for everything."
Song wasn't sure what they were talking about, but from his tone alone, she figured that in this particular case the first nation wasn't so much to blame as the man speaking.
"By the way, where is your daughter?" Gow suddenly asked, making said girl frightened.
"W-what do you want from my daughter?!" mother stutteringly demanded.
"Well, we can't have her smuggling it away while we chat, can we?" The man mockingly asked before he yelled. "Come here now, girl!"
Without any other option and fearing what they may do to her mother if she didn't comply, Song went quickly downstairs. There she met the small frame of her mother next to the much larger frame of Gow and his underlings. They were all dressed in their uniform, but she couldn't help but see them as the thugs she more and more suspected they were.
"Ah! Good, you're here." Gow turned his attention to her. "Where is the dog? Quickly girl."
"It's not here!" She yelled. "It ran away!"
"Excuse me?!" Gow caught her hand and pushed her to him roughly. They were face to face now. "You let it escape?! An exotic animal like that could have set us for life, you little –"
"It hurts!"
"I don't care! Where is it?!"
"Please, I don't know! It jumped off the window once it heard your screams!"
"If you don't tell me now – Argh!"
It happened so fast that Song barley seen what was happening. One moment she was being held by Gow, quite painfully she may add, the other moment a black shape came from behind Gow and bit his shoulder. Which in return, forced the man to release his grip. The shape then dragged the screaming man away.
"Boss!"
"After it!"
"Get the ostrich horses!"
The other soldiers put chase to rescue their leader as fast as they can. Once they were gone, Song finally had the courage to ask her mother. "Mom, was that…"
"Yes honey, it was Xing."
"Do you think Xing will be fine?" Song asked with concern. "A platypus bear was one thing, but there are multiple soldiers after it. And Gow is an earth bender."
"If its owner is who I think it is, I don't think it's the dog we should worry about." Mother said in a confident tone."
"Hm? What do you mean?" Song was confused.
Her mother sighed before answering. "I have the suspension that this 'Zuko' written on the nameplate is the real Zuko, as in the fire prince. The dog was simply too trained for any other explanation."
"What?!" Sing was shocked. "No way! Xing saved us, an attack dog of the fire prince will never do this! It must be some pet of some earth kingdom noble, who coincidentally named Zuko. Why would something of the prince will be here of all places, we don't have anything important."
"No noble of the earth kingdom will name their son after the banished prince of the fire nation." Mother rebutted. "And you saw the latter it had, I don't think we were particularly a destination. Most likely it was near because of its delivery, who are probably some fire nation forces in the east and came to our help because it was trained to protect humans from wild animals."
Song refused to believe it. "But we played together! It did all kinds of tricks, an attack dog wouldn't do it. It even helped me sleep when I had the nightmare!"
"Xing's master trained it very well."
She really didn't know what to think about this. Unable and unwilling to think about it further, she decided to change the subject.
"What do you think will happen to Gow?"
"The same thing that happened to the platypus bear, if I had to guess."
"Oh…" Song paused for a second. "Do- do you think that the fire nation will come here? With Gow g-gone there isn't anyone to protect us."
To her relief, her mother shook her head from side to side. "I don't think so. They wouldn't have used the prince's personal pet for a simple delivery if they were close. Besides, we will be much safer without that pig around. Mother said the last part with a sneer."
They decided to stay home for the rest of the day, just to be safe in case of any surprises. When her mother opened the door next morning, she saw tween meteor hammers on the front of her door. As well as a few poaches with coin, most likely taken from Gow and his men. In case any of them had any doubts about the fate of the soldiers, it was pretty clear now.
"Damn, it's a clever dog." Mother couldn't help but say when she saw the poaches, Song couldn't help but agree.
Of course, the mayor of the village was informed about this, and when he asked about the cause of death they didn't even have to lie. They simply told him that Gow and his men were mauled by a wild animal. The mayor only said good riddance and didn't question them farther, it also helped that the bodies were found after a few days by a random earth patrol passing by with clear signs of animal attack. The soldiers said that unfortunately there weren't enough men to spare to reposition the guarding positions of the village, a fact that was met with the outrage and disappointment of none of the villagers.
And this concludes chapter 32.
Not a lot of Zuko, but important stuff that happened on the background. We dwelled into a bit of the spirit world and met new spirits that will play a huge part in what's to come. Both Gale and Sensō are my out creations and none cannon. It came from the idea that if spirits are so dominant in the Avatar world, then how is it that after a century of war we don't see any mention of any war spirit? There was bound to be at least one, like with our dear owl in the library who represented knowledge. by the way, Sensō means war in Japanese according to google translate.
for those who wondered, this Gow is indeed the same Gow from the episode "Zuko Alone". Because of the much dire situation at the front then usual, more personal was administrated to the front. This caused Gow to move from his original post to one that (as I think) is closer to the front. As for him being a petty drug dealer, it's something that I can easily picture him doing if he has the means, like a knowledgeable medic he could bully. Hope it didn't come as anything rushed.
The explosion of the palace will have dire consequences. One of the two (the king or the grand secretary) died from it, the only question is who's throat should I slit, what do you think?
Anyway, the next chapter will be more of an exposition to explain a few things and plot bunnies and connect everything together. Some will be shocked by the reveals, some who caught a clue or two across the story will be less.
Chapter 34: Interlude: Winds of the desert
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar: The last airbender
Interlude: Winds of the desert
"Aruk, catch!" A bald boy with arrow tattoos on his head and limbs threw a ball made of air to another monk boy.
"Got it, Aang!"
They, along with the rest of the kids at the southern air temple played "air ball" in the yard. Or at least they were, until one of the grownups called Aang for some decision. Which, of course, caused a wave of rumors among the other kids.
"Hey, Puto, what do you think happened?"
"I have no idea, Aruk. Maybe they finally had enough of having cakes thrown at them while meditating!"
"I don't think so, they would have called us as well."
"True, so what do you think it is?"
"Eh, I'm sure Aang will tell us when he gets out. He never could hold a secret. Unless it's mischief related of course." The two boys snickered.
"Speaking of mischief." Aruk started. "Want to see how many pies we can snick from the storage without getting noticed."
"Now you're talking!"
After some time, with no sight of their friend, the duo went with the rest of the young acolytes to a lesson from the grand monk. When all of them, besides Aang, were present and sited, the grand monk began his lecture.
"Good morning, young air benders."
"Good morning, grand monk…" All of them said in sync, as was practiced.
"Tomorrow is a special day." The grand monk started. "Can any of you tell us why?"
The students were silent, none of them knew what the special occasion was. Then, one of them shyly raised his hand.
"Is it because tomorrow is 'Wednesday Pie'?"
"Hu hu, no." The grand monk chuckled. "Although that deserves a mention on its own. Any other guesses?"
Some more tried, but none managed to give the right answer. In the end, the grand monk rose his hand and stopped the answers.
"Tomorrow is special because tomorrow is the day of the Great Comet. Tomorrow the Great Comet will sour through the sky."
"But what's so special about this comet?" Aruk asked. "We see many shooting stars in some nights."
"I'm glad you asked, little one. This comet is different because it sours so close to us. So closely in fact, that it will be easily spotted even during the height of day. It will paint the sky in red as it passes through."
"Wow…"
"Indeed." The old man continued. "But pretty lights are not why it is called 'the Great Comet'. During the time it's above the land, the comet gives fire benders strength. The regular fire bender becomes ten times stronger during that time."
"How?" One of the kids asked.
""This is quite a tale, little one." The grand monk narrated. "Legend has it that the Great Comet is no comet at all, but something entirely else. A long time ago, before writing was even a thing, something came from the great beyond that surpasses the stars. This thing had one and one purpose only, to devour everything in sight, and it had set sights on our world."
"Great Agni, recognizing the threat, acted immediately. He alone stood at the vanguard, facing the thing from beyond head on. Their battles continued for thirty-six thousand and five hundred days exactly before great Agni bested his foe and threw its burning body across the cosmos. which is the reason why we can see the Great Comet once a century."
"Fire benders, as we all know, get their power from the sun. It is the radiating power of Agni that fuels them. The Great Comet, basking in Agni's power, allows fire benders proximity to Agni's power like never before. This is the reason why fire benders grow so ridiculously strong under the Great Comet."
"Will the thing from beyond the stars ever return?" Came a question from the crowd.
"I hardly think we have anything to worry about." The grand monk calmed the kids down. "Even if by some unforeseen circumstances the thing could return, Agni and the rest of the spirits will take care of it. Now be sure to rest well tonight, seeing the Great Comet is a one in a lifetime opportunity."
In the end, the two, nor any of the kids, saw Aang for the entire day. Most likely, whatever mess he got himself into forced him to stay up late doing some mundane work as punishment. The two young air benders went to sleep with the rest of the acolytes, unaware of what fate had in store for them.
In the next morning, Aruk woke to the sounds of gongs and screams.
"What's going on?!"
"I don't know!" Potu yelled from his side.
The two, with the other kids, ran to the adult side of the temple. On their way, however, they were intercepted by a monk named Gyatso.
"What are you doing here?! It's dangerous!" the elderly monk yelled, which shocked the kids. Gyatso never yelled at anyone or anything.
"Gyatso, what's happening? We're scared…"
"We're under attack." Gyatso replied quickly. "Now all of you must evacuate immediately! Follow me!"
Without anything better to do, the kids ran after monk Gyatso. He led them through the corridors and not once did he let them get close to the outside.
"Master Gyatso, what's really going on?" Aruk asked. "There is no way that someone can reach the temple, it's imposable for anyone who's not an air bender Is it a prank of some kind? A game with the northern air temple?"
To his carnage, the old monk simply shook his head. "I'm afraid we let ourselves be blind with the beautiful image of conception, and therefore did not see the danger right behind it. Apparently, comet fueled fire benders aren't considered 'anyone'."
Aruk was about to argue more, but the screams of men and wind drew closer.
"Quickly, we don't have much time!" Gyatso called them once again.
They ran and they ran until they reached one of the backdoors of the temple, one that was used to dump their waste in the ocean below. As Gyatso opened the door, however, he was immediately greeted with a powerful blast of fire. Thinking quickly, the old monk made a spinning spare of air in front of him, only barley saving him from being cooked. Inside, there was a group of fire benders, specifically placed there to ambush anyone who tried to escape from there.
"Run along and scatter! Escape this place and don't return!" Gyatso yelled as he started to fight with the fire benders. "I'll hold them off as long as I can!"
Without much of a thought, Aruk grabbed Puto and used air bending to get out of there as fast as he could. Much to the protests of his friend.
"What are you doing, Aruk, we have to help him!"
"Master Gyatso said that we run, then we run. He can take care of himself well enough. Do you really want to go there and die? Because that's exactly what will happen!"
The answer seemed to keep Puto quiet about turning back, at least for now. "How are we going to escape? And what about the others?"
"We can find someplace to hide until the fire benders leave, I'm sure the others will do the same" Arnuk said. "If you're going to try and find them now then you're on your own."
They felt the air around them growing hotter by the minute as they continued to run. Around them the sounds of fighting and screaming grew ever louder as well.
"There is one over here!"
"We got them now, boys!"
"Burn the old man!"
"Purge the parasites! Keep none alive, for the glory of the fire nation!"
Their luck ran out as they were spotted by a patrol. "Look, there are two here!"
Fast as the wind they bend, the two air bended away to escape. That, however, wasn't meant to be as the two were caught by a fire ball and sent pummeling down. The blast was strong enough to crush them through the hard stone wall and caused a cave-in.
"Arghhh…." Aruk moaned as he gained conciseness again. "W-where are we? Puto? Puto!"
Aruk quickly went to his friend's side, and it didn't look good. Puto was closer to the blast then Aruk and smashed through the walls harder than him as well, and it was showing. The downed air bender had massive burns, and his body was bent unnaturally in some places.
Aruk tried to get his friend up, saying that it would be okay, but Pito's eyes said everything. Even if the owner couldn't speak. They told Aruk to let it go, there was no help in this stage.
"No, nononono… don't leave me buddy, we can still make it to a healer." Aruk desperately begged, to which he only received a slow and sad shake of the head which stopped in the middle. The body no longer possesses a spirit to occupy it.
"No!" Aruk yelled, forgetting about the genocide outside. He yelled and wailed and moaned for so long he himself did not remember. It could be minutes, it could be days, but in the end, he had no tears left to shed. He looked for the first time at the surrounding, it looked like a hell hole plain and simple. Hieroglyphs and evil lighting did nothing for his psych.
Then, he finally noticed it, a single beam of rock. Only something was half inside it, a black helmet of some kind. In any other state of mind, the kid would have run away long ago. Stories of forgotten cursed artifacts were very familiar to the air nomads. But he wasn't in the right state of mind, he was all but broken, and therefore vulnerable.
He couldn't explain it, but something called him, told him to get closer to the helmet. Like a puppet on strings, he walked to the dark helmet step by step. At long last, it was before him. He put his two hands on the helmet and looked deep into the slits of the eyes. It looked back.
He stood there motionless for spirits know how long, until he didn't. It started with small movements of his chest, then shaking and snickering. Then came the full-blown psychotic laugh.
Something in him broke, he didn't know what it was and frankly he didn't care. He let go of the helmet and began walk unevenly across the room, breathing in the madness while holding his head in both hands. Laughing all the while. The image of the helmet forever imprinted in his mind.
Somehow, he got out of the closed off chamber he was in, he did not know how, nor did he care. If he had the ability to at least consider it a little, he would have definitely recognized a foul play. He expected to face fire benders the moment he came from the chamber, but he met none. It was a sign of how long he was in that room that all the fire nation left.
Walking around, he recognized the many bodies of his friends, none survived. The only one he couldn't find was that of Aang, he hoped that at least it meant that Aang got away. He happily noticed that the bodies of the fire nation were the vast majority and even made sure to let out his pain and aggression over them. All if the monk's teachings died in the fire with them.
After that, he grabbed his stuff and flew off in a random direction eastward. Unfortunately, even the sky bisons weren't spared from the slaughter. Checkering madly all the while. In the end, he flew for a few days until his strength left him. He crushed inside the Si Wong desert
Aruk woke. Looking around, he saw that he was in a tent of some kind. There were people there, who he recognized from their attire were the natives of the Si Wong desert. At least he knew where he was, that's a start.
"You're awake, good." A gruff voice came from the man who was probably the leader of the tribe.
"What happened?" Aruk asked.
"We found you unconscious, boy." The leader replied. "You're lucky you're alive. A few more hours and the desert would have had you."
"I thank you for your hospitality." Aruk replied. "But I must warn the others, could you point me to the nearest air temple?
Laughter was all he received from the other people in the tent. When he asked for the reason, the answer chilled him to the bone.
"I'm afraid your too late, boy." The leader said. "If you meant about the fire nation, then they had already attacked all the air temples on the day of the comet. As far as I know, you're the only surviving air bender."
"What?! No! It's impossible!" disbelief and loss fueled the supposedly last air bender.
"Too bad for you, that's the truth." The leader said, unmoved by the kid's turmoil. "And I'd bet the fire nation will pay a juicy reward for anyone who brings them an air bender. Don't you think so, guys?"
Aruk went pale with fear as the men all laughed and agreed. He was about to react when the leader spoke once more. "But it doesn't have to be this way."
At the confusion expression on the air bender's face, the leader continued. "In any point of time we can just sell you out to the fire nation, and we will do it in a heartbeat. Even if you somehow manage to escape, you will live a life on the run. But if you prove yourself more valuable than the price on your head, we'll gladly keep your origin as our little secret. What do you say?"
There wasn't much of a choice, and by the smug grin on the leader's face he knew it as well. "What do I have to do?" There was a tone of sorrow and acceptance in Aruk's words.
The leader's grin became even larger. "Your air bending is strong, it can move our sand ships much faster than regular sand bending. With it, we'll be the fastest tribe in all of the Si Wong desert. You will follow our every command, if we tell you to move the sand ships you move them, if we tell you to cook and clean you do it, and if we tell you to hit yourself then you hit yourself with everything you've got. Are we clear?"
"Y-yes…"
The following years had been a nightmare. After being forced to agree to the blackmail, Aruk basically became a slave. His masters were running him rugged and abuse him, he had no friends and he had no one to lean on. He was forced to participate in their raids as well, because of course they were bandits. He was forced to kill innocents, so far have he gone from the air nomad teachings. Of course, he wasn't allowed to have any possessions.
The cruelty wasn't reserved for the adults, their kids participated in his misery as well. Constant mocking, hitting and stealing. The leader's son took it as his personal mission to make Aruk as miserable as he can be.
The boy, Abbas, was vain and spoiled. He believed that because his father was the head of the strongest tribe (using Aruk's air bending to outperform the other tribes), he could do everything. A belief which, to Aruk's carnage, proved to be correct.
If there was something he wanted he got it and if someone had anything to say about it, they soon became very quiet. If he wanted someone beaten then they ended up being beaten, a fact that Aruk saw proved many times by being at the receiving end. Abbas also took great joy in collecting girls, especially those who were in a relationship. More than once, Abbas took a girl that Aruk had an interest in.
One day, after a successful raid (something that became a norm for Aruk), he got ambushed by Abbas and his gang. They began to beat him as usual, but Aruk was tired, hungry and thirsty from the raid. One kick hit him in a very particular way, it hit him just like when he was thrown into that chamber by the blast all those years ago. He suddenly had flashbacks about it and snapped. With a wave of his hand, he sent one of the thugs flying across the camp, crashing into a tent in the process.
"What do you think you're doing, slave boy?" Abbas yelled in indignation. "I'm gonna beat you to a bloody plump! Then, if you beg for forgiveness, I may even not sell you to the fire nation!"
Aruk didn't care anymore. No, he didn't care about anything. Possessed by the same feeling he felt touching that helmet, he unleashed all his pain and madness. He didn't remember much, he remembered killing Abbas, then his dad coming out and ordering to kill Aruk, then more killing.
In the end, he found himself in the former leader's (now his) tent, surrounded by the very same and very attractive harem of girls both Abbas and his father collected. In that moment, he learned the strongest rule, which was that the strongest rule. He now embraced the ways of desert completely. None of the pacifistic ways of the air nomads left, only the pursuit of happiness. And he promised himself to be happy for the rest of his life.
"Argh!" His killer sent him flying across the sand. Aruk knew this day would come, he was growing old, slow, weak. It's only natural that someone would usurp him one day. What was surprising was the air blast that sent him flying, which left little doubt about his attacker.
Being killed by his own son, now isn't this ironic?
Over the years he had sired many children in hopes of reviving the air nomads, but after the first dozen showed no signs of being air benders, he lost interest in them altogether. He cared little for those brats, who were a byproduct of passion more than anything. They will live by the rules of the desert, if they are strong enough then they'll survive, in not then they weren't worth his time to begin with.
Apparently, in the over thousand spawns he produced, at least one of them was an air bender. And a strong one at that. It gave Aruk a strange sense of pride to know that he produced such a strong air bender, and that their race didn't end with him. Which was very short lived as he spat some blood.
"Do you… Have something to say… to your creator… before you strike him down?" Aruk asked his son. He already accepted his fate.
"You had me, then left my mother to rot in the wastes. Why?" came the reply. Oh, Aruk hoped that this isn't going to become some kind of a heartbreaking scene from a play, his legacy should be well above such nonsense.
"I didn't care about her, nor about you or anyone else." Aruk answered honestly. "We had our fun and that's it. It's hardly my fault if she can't follow the rules of the desert."
He got a kick to his kidney in response. "My mother died alone, shamed and miserable, and this is all you have to say?!"
"Spare the self-righteousness, boy. You come to me, kill my men and kill me without remorse or care. You're no stranger to violence and bloodshed, you're a creature of the desert just like all of us." Aruk retorted. "Besides, you can't fool me. I've seen the glint of greed in your eyes, some self-righteous revenge is hardly the main reason you came here."
"Heh… got figured out, did I? Very well, I came to take your place, old timer. Once I kill you, everything you own becomes mine, and I'll be the strongest man in the desert!" His spawn proclaimed.
"As is right." Aruk nodded. "The strongest rule is that the strongest rule. End me and take what's is yours, like your son will do to you, and like his will do to him."
The stronger man snorted. "As if I'll let some brats be the end of me. I will kill everyone who challenge me!"
"Hah… I said the same thing and look at us now."
The spawn had seemed to consider his words. "What about your other basterds, do you know where they are?"
"Ha! Know where they are? I don't even know your name or who your mother is!" The man in front of him gave Aruk a dry look.
"So, you're of no use to me." With those final words, Aruk's neck was snapped by the heavy boot of his son.
With a painful grunt, the man before Mi-Sha fell to the ground. The giant of a man raised his hand and pushed it down with force, it caused the downed man's body splat on the ground like a fine paste.
It was a trick Mi-Sha figured on his own, a new innovation of his. He used his air bending skills to create pressure of an unbelievable degree. For example, the pressure his sperm donor felt was akin to what he would feel if an adult camelephant decided to stand on him with one leg. Usually he would drag on the battle a little to toy with his victim, but he needed to make a statement.
Oh, and what statement he made. All the people around him, those who weren't loyal to him at least, stood dumbstruck with their mouth wide open. For them, the strongest and most terrifying man they knew was finished in a literal second.
"All hail Mi-Sha, the true lord of the sands!" The proclamation of his right-hand man pulled the others back to reality as they chanted as well.
"All hail Mi-Sha!"
"All hail Mi-Sha!"
"All hail Mi-Sha!"
They followed the ways of the desert, where the universal truth of the strong rule was practiced and embraced by all. And he proved beyond any doubt that he was the strongest there is. Those people would be loyal to him, as long as he stays the strongest. Which was fine by him.
He flexed his impressive frame to the crowd, a result of generations of selective breeding where the strongest air bender conceived the best suited woman to produce an even stronger offspring. Each sand lord was stronger than the one who came before him, and Mi-Sha was at its zenith.
Now, with his biggest obstacle removed, Mi-Sha was unstoppable. He was the biggest name in the desert, but it wasn't enough for him. He had what some people would call ambition, and loads of it. His domain will not be a single wasteland, but everything. Unlike those who came before him, Mi-Sha didn't fear the fire nation, he didn't fear anything. Which was one of the reasons for his astronomic rise to power.
He made deals with both the earth kingdom and the fire nation, built himself up from a nameless orphan to what he is today. He used his pressure bending to the max, convincing the superstitious lot that he was a chosen one by the spirits. With this support, he gathered enough man to challenge the now former sand lord and his sire.
With the support of outside help, who was more than eager for a place to commit their dirty deeds undisturbed and far from the public eye, he was going to build a great city. The greatest and only city in the Si Wong desert will be built in his image and by the laws of the desert, the strong thrive as the weak serve and die. And he, Mi-Sha, will be in its center.
He had his eyes for prizes outside the desert as well. While those before him were content enough to tyrannize and raid everything that came to the desert and its periphery, he had no such modesty. He already had his eyes drawn on the islands in the southern sea, with Kyoshi chief among his trophies, he only had to think about a way to destabilize the region enough for him to get hold.
But that will have to wait for later. Now, now it was time for him to enjoy the spoils of his victory.
It is done, after years of hard labor it was finally done. His city, Amora, had been finally completed. With the resources he either robbed from the people, borrowed from his "partners", or even downright made himself, he was able to build a city around the biggest oasis that will not shame any other city from the green lands.
With walls high and strong as any fortress and gates big enough to let a camelephant pass through even if it stood on four legs, the city was finally opened for business. He had lost good coins and favors for it, but now he will finally start to make up for it.
Already reports came to him about the influx of people, both tourist and pioneers, to the city. The gambling dens were full and so were the brothels, by the estimations he will fill his debt in a year's time with those alone. And it was without considering all the money from the slave market, with those he was sure that by year's end he would be richer than ever before.
But it was no time to stand idle. The fire navy made it hard for him to get the islands he wanted, he will have to think of a way to redirect their attention somehow. Fortunately, Kyoshi island was a natural ground and therefore easier to access. Once things stabilize here enough so that he could feel safe to leave the city for its own for a month, he will see what he could do with Kyoshi island. This operation is something he will have personally take charge of, he didn't trust anyone else to not muck it up.
Things were going well, very well. His trip to Kyoshi island was a total success, Zolt was a gift from the spirits. The man had the exact qualities for the job. He was a coward and a lair who quickly bent his tail under pressure, but greedy enough to know how to play along. He also was smart enough to know when to push and when to bail, as well as how to hide things. And with his new position as a husband of one of those Kyoshi warriors, he was close to all the materials for his job to do it without a risk.
Things in the city were spectacular as well. The profits were as far as triple what his estimations promised, and it showed. The city was filled with people, and with the new manpower available he was able to increase his influence across the region.
That, however, posed a new problem. The people, most of whom were urchin and other low life, filled the streets and were starting to hinder business. The moneybags called tourists became a prime target for those parasites and that was starting to annoy his pockets.
He built this city in the image of the strong survive, true, and he usually wouldn't even care if some green lander was gutted because he went to the wrong ally. But when it evolves him, all bets were off. He will have to send some enforcers to "remind" the gutter of the streets who's in charge. He will also have to look into a way to get his men an easier access to all the parts of the city, maybe he'll look into building some tunnels.
In any case, the madam told him about a new star in her brothel, a raven haired and hazel eyed girl who was immediately nominated to be the main prize for the arena at their first ever four yearly tournament. He heard his man talk excitedly about this girl as well, who apparently impressed them much more than any other woman of this profession. He decided to see what the fuss was all about. After all, what a better way to pass time in the cold desert night as your soldiers paint the streets in red then in a warm bed with a beautiful woman?
Mi-Sha sat in his office as he listened to one of his man's reports. A heavy feeling filled his heart.
"The children both appear to be healthy, sir. The boy is already showing signs of growing to be as big as his sire, and the girl is to be as pretty as her mother, at least according to the madam. And while the boy showed signs of being a strong earth bender, the girl has yet to show any signs of bending. We suspect her to be a none bender, sir."
"I see… And you are sure that the girl is mine?" Mi-Sha asked in reply.
"We can't be certain, my lord, but with her lack of bending and lack of any noticeable physical traits, we suspect that the siblings are related only by their mother."
Mi-Sha sighed, a part of him relieved and a part disappointed. He, unlike his procedures, at least tried to keep track of his spawns. For no other reason than to monitor which one of those brats may pose a threat to him in the future.
This briefing was about the siblings that he may have conceived with Zaire, the most beautiful woman in all of the desert. At least according to the madam and the costumers. He met her for the first time as his men purged the filth all those years ago, and he certainly understand the excitement about her.
He grew more and more attached, and after she gave birth to her first child, he actually felt something warm inside him. He had never felt something like that when other wenches gave birth to his spawns before, that's for sure. He also had to admit that he kept track of her child more than the others, and he was satisfied with the boy's growth. The kid indeed will reach his size when he's grown.
He also was impressed that Zaire still kept her perfect figure even after the pregnancy. Considering the kid was born twice as large as a normal baby, it was nothing less than a miracle. It also demonstrated her strong genetics and made Mi-Sha certain that she is the one who'll give birth to his heir.
Unfortunately, as her job dictates, not every child was curtained to be his. A fact that he's seeing now. For some unexplained reason he felt immense rage at the thought, more than anything before. Which was strange, he knew exactly what she was, and he can always spawn more children with any woman he desired. It's not like – Oh… he had grown attached to her, didn't he …
There was one rule that all the send lords held, the one rule that survived from their air nomad roots, no attachment allowed. Attachment meant binding oneself to a single person, and such a sin to their freedom wasn't allowed. And that's ignoring the fact that mating with only a single woman will be fetal for their survival as the fittest.
Mi-Sha sighed, there was only one solution to this problem. No matter how hurtful it may be.
"Very well, you may go." And the man left as ordered.
Mi-Sha turned then to the enforcer next to him once it was clear that they were alone. "Take a scorpion viper and put it under Zaire's bed, make sure it hits its mark."
With a salute, the enforcer left to commit his heinous deed.
Mi-Sha sighed once again. It hurt him, it really did, but he can't be held by anyone or anything. He will forget about the kids as well, if they're worth his time they'll survive on their own. Now he has more important things to worry about.
While his empire did grow spectacularly, the advances on the southern sea still was hit by the presence of the e fire navy. As long as those ships patrolled the area, any investment he makes will be more trouble than worth. If only he had something to distract them with… An idea popped in his head. A crazy one, but one that may be crazy enough to work.
He needed the southern fleet to be distracted like he may have been with Zaire. Well, wasn't their main objective to crush the southern water tribe? All he needed to do was to somehow make the fleet return to their usual purpose, but how?
The south pole, as it stands now, was an appetizer for the fleet. Any serious attack from the fire nation will crush it pretty quickly and wouldn't give Mi-Sha the time he needed. So it needs to be the opposite, he somehow needs to convince the southern water tribe to attack the fire nation and be a thorn on their side with guerilla warfare.
The only question is how. From experience, the people of water tribes aren't as motivated by greed and lust for power as people in the earth kingdom or the fire nation. But they do have a much stronger sense of community and familiar bound, if he was to use it… Oh yes, he can clearly picture it now.
With a huge grin, he wrote a letter to a minor noble from the first nation who owned quite a sum to Mi-Sha. It was time for another raid on the south pole.
Forgetting about his earlier misfortune, Mi-Sha went to sleep with a smile on his face
It took a few months for that guy to pull it off, but finally Mi-Sha had the distraction he needed. With the raid kidnapping the very own wife of chief Hakoda, the man all but declared a crusade to rescue his wife. A crusade that Mi-Sha will make sure to last forever.
To put a cherry on top, the wife, Kia, was to be brought to him as an offering. Now all he had to do was to wait a little and give Hakoda a bone here and there so that the southern fleet would be too busy with the chieftain. He's going to start preparing the squads for their future territories.
And who knows, he may actually let the guy go home before he cuts off loose ends.
Kya was terrified, and that was putting it mildly.
She was in a cell on one of the frigates of the southern raiders after she surrendered herself to save her daughter. She didn't know how they discovered that there was a water bender in the village, be it by scouting or by a traitor, but luckily, they had no idea about her daughter's gift.
The commander of this force, a cruel looking man named Yon Rha, targeted her specifically and accused her of being a water bender. Such a direct accusation couldn't have been made without someone targeting her specifically, but who it was is beyond her. Without any real choice, and of fear of endangering her daughter, Kya agreed.
Katara, her poor child, bore witness as she was being taken away by the commander. It broke Kya's heart to see her daughter in such state, but it was the only way she could protect her little water bender. Kya had a small hope that her husband would come and rescue her, but unfortunately the raid was too well planned.
And now here she was, taken prisoner with little water in an enemy ship. Her guards were rotating and changing every few hours and so far, none of them came close to her besides bringing her food and water, let alone talking or touching her. Something she considered a miracle.
At long last, she felt the ship halt. They were making a stop, or even taking her to whatever hole they put all the water benders to. Soon enough, the soldiers came to her cell and accompanied her outside. Even cuffed in both hands and legs, Kya was happy to feel fresh air. As they walked off the ship, Kya noticed the man who quickly became her most hated person, talking with a well-dressed man.
"And here the water bender is, as instructed." Yon said. "Although I still don't understand why we returned to the old orders to keep enemy water benders prisoner, I thought the instructions were changed to killing on sight."
"Well, good thing your job isn't thinking then. You've done your job, you can go now." The snooty tone of the other man made her skin crawl, and it wasn't even directed at her.
Yon scuffed and uttered what must have been some unkind words under his breath. Before he left for his ship. As the frigate began to disembark, Kya was left alone with the stranger. And of course, his guards.
"Right then." The man clapped his hands. "You're Kya, right? The wife of the chieftain?"
She nodded, seeing no point in denying simple facts. Especially when it clearly was a rhetorical question.
"Good, good… Now as you heard our sour faced friend, there have been a kill order on water benders, right?" She nodded as he continued. "Well, you're in luck you had me, because the order is very much intact!"
"… What?!"
Seeing her bewilderment, the man grinned as he continued. "Yes, I was able to forge the edict so that old sour face over there would keep you alive." The man smiles. "With great risk, may I add."
"How… selfless of you…" Kya spoke for the first time, not buying anything that man was trying to sell. If anything, his smile only grew after her response.
"Why, thank you." Suddenly, his face grew somber. "Unfortunately, this is all I could have done. And we can't have you being sent to wherever they keep the water benders either, they will figure out the scam immediately. I will have to hide you with me for now."
Oh… now it made much more sense. This man wanted a new toy to play with and she was unfortunate enough to catch his attention. Did he merely change orders or was he behind the whole raid, Kya wondered. Immediately having a new person as her most hated man.
"I thank you for your… generosity." Kya managed to say without puking. "And I suppose my stay would have to be indefinite?"
"I'm afraid not." The man said, much to Kya's surprise. "As much as I would appreciate your company, you wouldn't be safe in any part of the fire nation. I can secure you a passage to an acquaintance of mine in the earth kingdom, but that's where my reach ends."
"I… thank you." Kya didn't know what to think, let alone say. Did she really misjudge the man in front of her? Perhaps not all of the fire nation were irredeemable.
"Don't thank me yet, we still have to get you there unnoticed." The man reminded her. "Tomorrow I will have a ship ready for us in the morning, so I suggest you rest for now. I hardly think a prison cell in a warship did you any good with that."
"Thank you, it would be lovely." Kya accept his offered hand and let him lead her to where she would sleep for today. She didn't trust him, not by a long shot, but she will play her part for now. She needed to return to her family at all costs.
The ship arrived in the following day as promised and Kya internally sighed in relief. A rather large part of her feared that the man, Lur as she discovered, had lied to her. They ate breakfast and she made sure to try anything only after her host tasted it first. While he proved himself reliable so far, she didn't want to risk being drugged because of her trust.
The ship itself was also a far step up from her cell. It was wooden, thank the sea and moon for that, and much more similar to the canucks she was used to sailing in. She also got her own room right next to Lur, which had the most comfortable bed she ever slept on. The room itself was also very large and pretty, although she wouldn't mind if it was less red and more blue.
Her wardrobe itself had to change as well. If someone saw her wearing her blue parka, there was a real chance that they may have recognized her as a woman from the south pole. Therefore, she reluctantly agreed to Lur's suggestion to change her clothes.
Her new clothes were… different. They were red, first of all, which considering she was to be disguised to a woman from the fire nation made sense. It was also very liberal, for lack of better words. The upper part of dress itself hung from her neck and exposed her shoulders. It also stopped a few centimeters above her bellybutton, showing her tanned belly that kept its figure even after giving birth twice.
The lower part was a warped skirt that stopped at her knees, crimson as well, and exposed way too much skin for her liking. She heavily suspended that her rescuer had ulterior motives when he offered her that dress, but seeing as other women did wear such things, she had little choice but to agree.
Lur also had a mild attraction towards her, she noticed. He always tried to get close to her and help her with small things. It was adorable in a way, but she was happily married with two kids. She of course always let him down easily, both because she didn't want to hurt his feelings and because she didn't want to ruin her chances to get back home.
Once they reached the place that she was told was called the Si Wong desert, however, Lur offered her something she couldn't accept.
"No! There is no way I'm wearing that."
What he offered her was a beautiful piece of cloth. It was baby blue with shining pearls and looked like it cost more than her entire village, the problem was…
"It barely covers anything! I'm a married woman and a mother in case you've forgotten!"
"And I'm telling you that you need to change again! You need to blend in with the locals!"
"Bulls! I don't see you getting changed!"
"I don't have to make a good first impression. Mi-Sha must be pleased, I've risked too much already…"
"I don't understand, isn't this Mi-Sha a friend of yours?" Kya asked confused. She was led to believe that she would be staying at a friend's house until she could safely return home, but apparently it was more complicated.
"We're… acquaintances." Lur started. "He helped me in a tight spot before and he said he could host you, but he wanted to meet you before agreeing to anything."
"Then why the getup?" Kya asked with a raised eyebrow. "Did he demand it? Should I be worried of his advances?"
"Ni, no!" Lur waived his hands. "He's exactly what he needs to be! I have never seen him do something he shouldn't be doing. But knowing him, he will be much more agreeable if you show respect to his customs."
"I'm not wearing this, if he has any problems then I'm sure we can talk things out." She noticed how concerned he became as this Mi-Sha was mentioned, what she isn't seeing here?
"If you don't want then I can't force you, but for the love of spirits, at least keep this close. We only have one chance, so we can't mess this up."
Why did she think that the last part was more directed at him than her?
In any case, once they got out of the carriage, she experienced the hottest sun in her life by far. Hopefully she wouldn't have to stay here for long. They entered a big building made of sandstone and Kya couldn't help but look around. After a minute, Lur led her to what she figured was the clerk.
"Hello sir, I have an appointment with lord Mi-Sha. I believe he's expecting me."
"Name?"
"Lut, but it may be written as Kya as well."
The clerk scanned his list for a long stressful minute until he apparently spotted what he was looking for.
"Yes, I see you on the list. A meeting about settling debt, correct?"
"Y-yes, that m-me."
What debt? She wasn't aware of any debt! And what about her? She was about to interject, but the clerk beat her to it.
"And the miss?"
"She's lady Kya, Mi-Sha expects her as well."
"Very well, you may proceed." The clerk said. "Please follow this gentleman."
Seemingly out of nowhere, a large figure stepped out of the shadows. It was a tall man, taller than either Lur or her husband, and armored. He had bronze carapace armor with green fabric and brown gloves that left no skin exposed. His head was covered in a green hood, and she could only see the helmet, which was no more than a slab of metal with five holes in it. And last but certainly not least, he had mean looking swords at each side of his body.
She was terrified, like a penguin seal in front of an owl wolf. And her companion wasn't much better. Luckily for them, the killing machine in front of them merely started walking slowly.
"What was that about a debt?!" Kya whispered to the fire nation noble. "You have never mentioned it!"
"It wasn't important for your situation, okay? I didn't need you to worry about my problems as well!" He whispered in the same tone. "Besides, all of my debt problems will be over after today, so don't worry about me." He said with a smile.
After walking a few corridors and a few steps, Kya was met with a pair of large doors. Each side was guarded by a similar individual to their own scary guide. Said guide knocked on the door three times.
"Come in." the voice said, but the power behind it made it all but command.
Kya did as instruct, immediately feeling goosebumps. Whoever was behind this door was a terrifying man indeed, even Yon didn't scare her like that. Going inside she certainly wasn't disappointed.
The man, if that thing could be even called a man, was by far the largest human being she ever saw. Standing with his back to them, was an over seven feet hulk of muscles. She had a feeling that he could easily snap a man to two. And when he turned to face them, her breath hitched.
The man wore a traditional outfit that showed of his impressive abs. No, seriously, one could grind meat on them! But what really caught her was the face. He was a handsome man, in a roughish way, but he had that cruel glint in his eyes that she couldn't miss. Suddenly she was much more afraid of staying here, temporary as it was.
"Ah, Lur my old friend. I was just about to send someone to fetch you!" The giant said with humor. "And you brought your end of the burgeon as well, marvelous!"
"Hih.. You know me, sir, I… amm… I did as I said I would, didn't I? So about our deal… is it all?"
"Excuse me, what deal?" Kya asked with confusion.
"Why the deal for your possession, of course." Mi-Sha said evenly as Kya's world crushed around her.
"What… No, it can't be true!" She turned her head to the smaller man. "You lied to me!"
"Well, I had to pay my debts so Mi-Sha somehow." The man she was foolish enough to trust mockingly replied.
"So you decide to sell me when I needed help the most?!" The rage in her tone was clear.
"Oh, he did much more than only that, I'm afraid." Mi-Sha said as he walked behind the slimy liar and put one massive hand on the smaller man's shoulder. "He particularly designed the entire raid, all your suffering was by his design. And to think he did all that because he owned a few coins."
Kya let out a string of cursed that would have had her tasting soap for a year should Gran-Gran have heard her.
"You sure have a mouth, let's see what else it could do in a month. I'll be sure to test it." The thing that lured her revealed his true colors.
"Get out!"
He was about to respond when he felt sudden pressure on his shoulder.
"You heard the lady." Mi-Sha said. "Out."
"B-but out deal-"
"Will stay the same as long as I don't see you your ugly mug in the next minute."
"Y-yes sir, t-thank you, sir…" The sniveling cowered ran away, leaving her alone with the brute.
Mi-Sha now turned his attention towards her. "You were given proper clothes earlier, wear them."
"What?! No way!" She yelled in defiance. "Listen here, you sick retard, you may have me trapped here, but don't think for a second that I'll humor any of you deranged ideas. I'm a proud woman of the south and the wife of the chieftain himself! And when my husband finds out I'm here, and you can bet your butt that he will, he will come here with the entire tribe and shove a spear up your ass so deep it'll come from your mouth!"
At her bold proclamations, the man had the gall to laugh. "What's so funny?!"
"Oh, you're adorable." He spoke. "I'm well aware of the lengths your husband will go for you, I'm counting on it actually."
At her confused look he explained.
"I… wasn't completely honest with you. Lur did have you kidnapped, but on my orders. You see, I needed something to distract the southern fleet with, and your husband was just the expendable tool I needed. He will be too busy with the fire nation to look for you here, and you'll do everything you can to keep it this way."
"And why in the world would I do that?" Kya didn't think that guy was this delusional. The shock from the reveal still hadn't sat yet. And the man smiled, smiled!
"Because, my dear Kya, unlike my appearance suggests, I actually have a working brain. Unlike some, I actually read the raid's report. And one detail buggers me. Why, oh why, someone who is as fierce as you shown yourself to be right now would willingly let herself be captured?"
Kya start to worry for a different reason now as Mi-Sha circled around her.
"Why it's almost like you let yourself be sacrificed do hide something… or perhaps a someone? I wonder what would happen if an anonymous letter found its way to the fire lord, tipping him on something?"
"No!" She yelled.
"Well then." He said as he put his hand under her chin, forcing her to look up to him. "I suppose that you better obey and wear your new clothes then. Of course, it's your choice in the end."
Damn him, Kya thought, damn him to Koh!
Chapter 35: Chapter 33
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar: The last airbender
Chapter 33
Hakoda had to admit, thing were in chaos. Not for his men, they were always surprisingly adaptive, but for the earth kingdom army. The soldiers were in a buzz unlike he had ever seen before, always on the move and doing all kinds of things. When he asked a few people he knew there, they told him that they got orders to return to Ba Sing Se all the sudden. They themselves didn't know why.
The fact that the animals suddenly got nervous for whatever reason didn't help his own nerves. It's always a bad sign, Gran Gran told him. Gods, he missed his mother. His wife and children too.
Something big happened in Ba Sing Se, he was sure. The last thing he heard about the eastern air fleet, it was headed to Ba Sing Se. He actually feared that it will take the earth kingdom capital like it did to Omashu, apparently the same commander that put mad Bummi on his knees was leading the charge. He only calmed down when his friends from the earth army told him that Ba Sing Se stands tall and that a freak storm pushed the fire nation back.
Even so, it didn't explained the sudden need to sand large forces away from the already thin line of defense. Something must have happened there, something big. In any case, it was putting another huge dent in the war plans. The retreat of the earth kingdom meant that once again, Hakoda and his men were forced to wage guerilla warfare. Which wasn't anything new, but he still preferred a safer environment.
The best news by far, however, came from the desert. The prince and the bandit were going to trade blows very soon from what the rumors said, and Hakoda hoped that the two of them killed each other. If he had to pick a side, however, he would choose Mi-Sha. The bandit lord was a cruel and sadistic monster, but he wasn't bent on world domination and wasn't targeting Hakoda and his man.
Zuko, however, was a storm of fire that will consume the world if not stopped. The prince was still a cub and already won his deranged nation almost as much territory as it gained in almost a hundred years of war, either directly or not. That thing was inhuman, it needed to die, and unfortunately they didn't have an avatar to take care of it for them.
The chieftain of the south shuddered again as he imagined what the fire prince would grow up to if allowed, a monstrosity to dwarf all tyrants before him. Even now there is only one person in the world that the prince answers to, and if his paternal intuition was correct, even the fire lord barely holds the butcher of the hundred damned on leash. A leash, that Hakoda was sure to be turn apart sooner rather then later, and he didn't envy the fire lord a bit when time comes.
He sighed, if there was such thing as luck, the fire nation may crumble on itself by a civil war. In any case, he prepared himself for the war meeting with his small council. One by one, they all entered the main tent.
"Hello men." Hakoda greeted his council. "Let's begin then, what each of you suggest as our next course of action?"
"I say we go north, harass the fire nation there. From what I understand, the troops there are unfamiliar with how we fight and will be easily surprised." One of the men said. "With any luck, our sister tribe may even get up from their lazy asses."
A few of the men spit at the mention of the northern water tribe, and understandingly so. The fact that not even once had their supposed other half even lift a finger in the almost hundred years of war to help them. Even as the fire nation raided their cities until all that left of their civilization was one village, even as they begged for help from the "more civilized " tribe, they were rewarded with some looks of pity at best.
"As if." Another man said. "They are to busy hiding behind their walls to care about us savages. And how do you propose we get there? The only was is threw the eastern sea, and in case you didn't notice, it's were they have half of their blasted armada! No way we can get there in one piece, not with those frigging eyes."
"What if we infiltrate a merchant ship?" Another said.
"To risky, all it takes is one good inspection and we're done, and we can't really run away from a patrol if we want to keep that disguise."
"We can always go on land, it's not the first time we had to ditch the ships and build new ones. It may take longer, but we'll be arguably safer." Hakoda said. "And no one will look to deeply at what they believe is a mercenary group. As far as safely goes, it's our best course of action in my opinion. But what do you think?"
The other man nodded their heads in agreement, it sounded as good as they could get. But why didn't this feeling of unease that he had disappeared, they were going away, didn't they?
It seemed that the spirits were eager to answer his question, because right then a black shape fell on the war table (crushing it in the process), and mounted Hakoda faster then he could blink. The next thing he knew, he was on the floor looking up to a corrupted version of a polar dog bear. It had tar black fur and blood red eyes. Said eyes, with the sides of its mouth seemed to be ablaze.
Hakoda decided wisely to do nothing as the animal kept itself from making him a man sized snack. As the men behind him finally gathered themselves and started to prepare for a fight, the thing put Hakoda's head down with one mighty paw and growled at the men with teeth far to close to the chieftain's exposed neck that Hakoda would like. The message was clear.
"Lay down your weapon." Hakoda said as loudly as he dared with the animal literally holding his life in its hands… well, paws in this case. "If it wanted a meal, it would have finished me already."
Reluctantly, one by one the men dropped their weapons to the ground. It seemed to please the thing, because it went down from Hakoda and sat near him. For the first time Hakoda noticed it carried some kind of a bag, with a letter within. He knelt down and carefully took it, without the dog tearing his arms off, and took the letter.
It had a fire nation stump on it, not unlike the ones that nobles use for their private message. Already his head was ringing with warning bells. He broke the stump and looked at the contents of the envelope, immediately went to shock.
There, inside of the envelope, was none other than the very necklace of his missing wife. How did? Why would it be? A thousand and one questions filled Hakoda's mind as he pulled the necklace and studied it. Indeed, it was Kya's necklace. Even after all those years he will always remember it.
"Chief… Is everything alright?" Apparently he stayed too deep in his thoughts, no matter. Ignoring his men, he pulled the latter within the envelope and began to read. He read it once, twice, a five times in total before his second in command had enough.
"Hakoda! What's in there?!" Bato shook him. Wordlessly, Hakoda gave him the letter as his hands began playing with the necklace. Bato began reading the latter.
"Hello Hakoda of the south, this is Zuko.
I'll drop the honorifics and get straight to the point.
I have information about the whereabouts of your wife, Kya. I brought you a proof attached to the letter that you're undoubtedly holding in your hands now.
Before you get to any rushed conclusions, no. I don't have your wife with me. I do, however, know who does. Come to me and we'll bargain, I'm sure that the two of us can reach an accord that will please both of us.
To answer your very valid doubt about the truthfulness of my offer, let me assure you, I have no intention to back out on my word. I will spare you the many righteous reasons and will conclude it in the fact that my word worth much more then either you're, or any other of your men's miserable lives combined.
Go alone or with your men, I don't care. But be warned that I'm on the clock and your most likely only, window to rescue your wife is only getting smaller. Trust me or not, it's your wife's life on the line. Believe me when I say that it's much more important for you then for me.
In any case, you will find me by following the hound that delivered this letter for you. Its senses are more then enough to track me, or you in this case. In any case, Xing (the hound's name) will leave in a day after delivering my letter. You have until then to decide.
Hope that you're still in one piece.
Sincerely, Zuko.
P.S
Be sure to feed Xing with some meat. I have reasons to suspect that it discovered the similarity in the taste of human meat and pork, and running tends to build an appetite."
The tent was silent for a minute or two. At least it was until one of the man spoke.
"How does he know how human meat taste like?"
"Seriously?!" the man next to him replied. "That's what you're taking from this?"
"Hey, it's a valid question!" the first man defended himself. "I, for one, would like to know if the future fire lord and our mortal enemy is a cannibal."
"Quite it, you two." Bato ended their spat. "Chief, what are your orders?"
Hakoda played with the necklace a little more before answering. "We're going."
"But chief, it's obviously a trap!" yelled one of his man
"Yeah, you can't trust those ash makers!" Another added.
"Silence!" Hakoda yelled. "I finally have some clue about the fate of my wife, maybe even a chance to find out where she is, and I'll be damned if I let it pass! I'm your leader and your chief, and you will do as I say!"
The room was silent at the chief's outburst.
"Hakoda." Bato began As he gently put a hand on his superior's shoulder. "The prince is playing with your feelings. Please be careful about it."
Hakoda took a deep breath before calming down. "You're right, my friend, but he had her necklace. He must know something. It's still the best lead we have, even after seven years. I can't let this opportunity slip."
"We understand, chief, and we'll go with you anywhere. We just ask you to think this through."
"Thank you, old friend." Hakoda replied. "We'll prepare for the journey. Be sure to rest, because we're going once the moon shines clearly in the sky."
A growl could be heard from a spot behind him. He and his men turned to see the animal, Xing, was the source. It, however, just sat there with its mouth close, looking very interested in the more heavy weighted men in the tent.
"And someone fetch some meat, quickly if possible."
Sokka had to think fast or all the people under his command will die. One wrong move and Zuko will kill him. With a sigh, he made his move.
"Let's see what you have to say about this." He moved one of his figureheads, who depicted a female figure amid a water bending move, up the lake to block a choke point in the valley. In return, Zuko moved his Kyoshi warrior figurehead across the trees and avoiding his water bender altogether.
Said Kyoshi warrior figurehead proceeded then to sabotage one of his storages and force him to deploy men for damage control. This gave Zuko the number advantage he needed to use half his force to crush Sokka's lines and overrun his camp. In the end, the last figure Sokka had left was the water bender he moved to block the now apparent decoy force Zuko had in the valley. With the water bender being surrounded on all sides, Sokka was forced to admit defeat.
"You've got better." Zuko admitted.
"Still lost though…"
"Don't say it like that, you lasted much longer then three days ago. And inflicted thrice as casualties to boot. You're much better at that then Mi-Dved, you know."
"To each his own strengths, I suppose." In the case of Mi-Dved, it was his literal strength. Like seriously, the guy can tear a grown man in two with his bare hands. Sokka just thanked the spirits that Mi-Dved was outright civil when he lost to Sokka and even congratulated him.
"You didn't put your all to the game, is there anything wrong?" Zuko asked with concern. "I'm always here if you need me."
"No, no, nothing like that." Sokka waved the concerns off. It was bizarre how the two of them, who suppose to be mortal enemies, developed a semblance of kinship between them. The two couldn't be more different, one was a prince with a chance to rule the world, while the other was a no-one who could count himself lucky if he outlives his dying culture and village.
"I guess I'm just… nervous, you know?"
"About what exactly, the attack, your family?" Zuko's voice changed his tune. "You didn't try to peek into the female dress room, right?! Because even I can't help you if you get caught."
"Calm down!" Sokka crossed his hands. "I'm dense and lack social norms, not suicidal! I saw what they did to Mi-Dved at the training ground, I don't want to know what Suki and her friend are like when they are actually pissed."
The image of the Kyoshi warriors circling around the massive earth bender and bringing him down with a thousand cuts like a flock of piranhas was a sight to behold. The scene of Suki choking the big guy with a rope while the others were holding him down was a sight to always remember in his nightmares. Mi-Dved has his immense respect for holding out as long as he did.
Sokka held the water bender figurine, who looked suspiciously like his own sister would look like in a few years. He noticed how the Kyoshi warrior figurehead looked like suki as well, he wondered if all the figures in the game are based on a person Zuko have met. He suddenly became a little concerned as this game is played in all of the fire nation controlled territories, meaning that someone may recognize Katara as the water bender. He will talk to Zuko about it later.
"It's more about dad. He was gone for years, I… I don't know how to feel when he returns. Should I be happy? Mad? Will he even recognize me? Will he be proud? Ashamed?"
"I'll be honest, I'm the last person who could offer you an advice. Heck, I mean just look at my relationship with my own father. But from what little I saw at our brief meeting, your father cares and loves you deeply. He will be happy to see the two of you again."
"Thanks. And for what it's worth, I'm sure your own dad is proud of you."
"He isn't, he really isn't." Zuko said in a sad smile. "As long as I don't prove him that I'm worthy by catching the avatar, I'll never have either his respect nor love."
"That's ruff, body." Was all Sokka could say.
For all their supposedly closeness, Sokka couldn't forgot that at the end of the day the two were enemies. No matter how much he liked to hang out with Zuko, Mi-Dved and other male teenagers his age, in the end they were all fire nation or fire nation sympathizers. For the good of his people, he couldn't forget that.
That didn't mean, however, that he didn't feel sorry for the prince. It was obvious that Zuko had a hard childhood. Not in the material sense, far from it, but his family was one ivy entangled bush. His father was an absolute monster, his sister tormenting him at all times, and even his mother left him at his childhood. If anything, it was a miracle that Zuko wasn't as sadistic and deranged as his family at this point.
Sokka paused a little as he thought about Zuko's mother. At one hand, he was a little pissed at her for abandoning Zuko like that, she knew perfectly well what she would leave him with. However Sokka couldn't fault her entirely, he didn't think he would have done better in this situation. His problem with her was that she didn't take Zuko with her, but maybe he was missing a few things. Kidnapping the crown prince at the middle of the night from the royal palace was probably beyond her.
Sokka couldn't help but compare Zuko to himself. The two had the same family build (with the exception of Zuko's uncle and deceased cousin), the two had their mothers disappear at proximally the same age, and the two lacked paternal affection, but things couldn't have been any different. Sokka's mother was kidnapped while Zuko's left by choice, Sokka's father went to war to find mom while Zuko's father was incapable and unwilling to treat Zuko like a father should have. Even Zuko's relationship with his own sister looked like a poisoned and corrupted version of what he had with Katara.
"Sokka, you're spacing out again." Zuko brought him back to reality. "I'm not hitting you to hard on the head in our training, am I?"
Sokka couldn't help but smile. "You are, but something tells me that you're not going to stop."
"I guess there is something in that thick skull after all." Zuko joked while smiling.
Yes, Sokka decided, it was much more confusing than being stack at the south pole. But he couldn't say that he isn't enjoying it here.
"Report." Mi-Sha said to the man in front of him.
"Sir." The man saluted. "The fire nation is slowly advancing in our direction. They're seen to be holding positions, however, and strength their hold by building supply chain and dig in. So far they have gained relatively little ground, but attempt to regain said ground had been deemed too costly and unlikely. It is believed that they will jump from one stepping stone to another until they will be in a fitting distance for a full on assault."
"Oh, how so?" Mi-Sha raised an eyebrow. "Guarding ground at the desert is hard for an outsider, especially one not familiar with it."
"Our usual tactics of laying ambushes has been deemed ineffective. The fire army sticks relatively close together and literally glass any spots suspected for hiding a raider. This basically nullify all the small sized ambushes. And the thrice damned eyes inform the invaders of any large force. Even cloaked with sand, the eyes report an unusual sandstorm and the area immediately gets blasted by artillery."
"I see." Mi-Sha nodded. "And why there hadn't been tries to sabotage them at night? The eyes are basically blind at that time and the fire camps are a literal flame in the dark."
"They put decoys all around them. Should a hit squad assault, it will be quickly discovered and blasted from afar. The men are likely to survive and try again another day, but the fire nation suffers nothing. The invaders also have enough manpower to keep hold on their supply. So far only the enforcers had been successful with their assaults, but it's not a resource we can indefinitely use. Sooner or later they will be exhausted too."
"Blast it." Mi-Sha cursed. "And we can't drawn them in wave after wave of men as well, the very nature of the desert that makes it unconquerable will be used against us. Damn, I counted on them acting as usual and going fast and hard, why are they acting so against their element… Never mind, how is the tournament going?"
"Surprisingly not as bad as we feared. The bonuses helped tremendously luring participants in. Even the nearing invasion doesn't affect the tourists as it should, our estimations are that they have enough trust in your and the city's reputation to ignore another battle in hundred years of global war. Although there had been a sharp decrease in newcomers from the red territories."
"Not bad, not bad at all." The bandit lord mused. "A few contests should have started already, no?"
"Yes, my lord." The man replied. "A few gladiator rings and the maze."
"Ah yes, the maze." Mi-Sha remembered with a smile. "Always liked that one. What did we put there this year?"
"A few regulars like hungry predators, hidden spiked pits, that one large boulder. As well as spicing up things a little with random loot here and there. Unfortunately there wasn't a winner since everyone died before reaching the exit, but the crowd was more then pleased."
"A win-win." Mi-Sha concluded. "Shame that this damn prince making me miss all the fun. Speaking of, had there been any unusual activity in the festivities?"
"No, my lord. There hadn't been any sign that the prince had infiltrated the tournament."
"A shame." The bigger man sighed. "Here goes my hope to catch him in my clutches. He really did seem like the kind to needlessly risk himself by doing something stupid as entering the tournament to be close enough to kill me personally. Oh well, a man could hope."
"It would have been something interesting to read, yes." The man before him agreed. "Unfortunately it seems that the prince had a more sounded mind. This is not a story after all."
"By the way, how goes the political pressure?" Mi-Sha remembered. "We did have a few of those snooty nobles under in our pocket, don't we?"
"Yes, sir. There is a huge debate about the ongoing of the operation. Some, with the direction of our men, argue against the upcoming invasion and demand the army to disassemble and the men return to their original posts. Others want the attack to continue, saying that having a stronghold in the desert will open a safe path through the Si Wong and reduce the cost of goods both for military and civilian population."
"And what's the most likely outcome?"
"Unknown, but as for now the only voice that matters is that of the fire lord. And so far the promise of the stronghold is enough for him to humor his son. Although a big part of it may be a will to retaliate for the decimation of that colony a few months ago, which the fire nation hold you responsible for."
"In hindsight, sending ruffians was a mistake. They wasted to much time having fun, so unprofessional." Mi-Sha admitted. "But then again, I didn't count on Zuko to arrive as quickly as he did."
"The public support of the prince also holds firm despite having rumors of him throwing away people's lives spread across the fire nation. Apparently, having your face on every life quality raising goods grants a certain amenity to rumors, go figure."
"Hold on the political pressure." Mi-Sha instructed. "It'll decrease the number of soldiers he can have at the very least. This is becoming a war of attrition, one that the increased number of men is going to make us lose. To make matters worth, the hamlets and grain from the south are all but nonexistent to us…"
"Very well, follow my orders. Sent five times more men to the raids. It will be great if they succeed in doing some damage, but the point is to lessen the pressure on our breadbasket. So make sure to send the most common thugs. Also have man we can trust to bring food from the surrounding areas, take the enforces if needed. And have some men clean up the streets again. Every urchin they catch is one less mouth to feed and one more sack of meat to eat, either for the animals or the lowlifes."
"It will be done, my lord."
Katara had mixed feelings about being in a medical tent of the fire nation army. On one hand there were so many new things to learn, but on the other hand she didn't like the groaning and wailing of the injured. Besides, they were fire nation…
She watched as Jasmine and some other healers worked on a patient who accidentally walked too close to the komodo rhinos at the wrong time. The state the man came in wasn't pretty and let's leave it at that. At least it was a series case and not another one where the young soldiers had some scratch they needed to check… not that Katara hoped it was serious case or something like that! But the common patients were, well…
Katara wondered if all fire nation soldiers were that soft and mushy, but overhearing the other healers revealed that wasn't the case. Apparently the amount of minor injuries and other things like that increased a thousand percent ever since Zuko came back to Gaoling for some unknown reason. Katara, however, suspected that said unknown reason's work at as a nurse was the cause.
She really didn't understand what all the fuss was about anyway. Sure, Jasmine had a very pretty face, and flawless skin, and long wavy raven hair that shone in the sun, smelled nice, had a perfect hourglass figure that was filled in all the right place… Okay, maybe Katara could understand the appeal a little, but she was a better healer than Jasmine! She was perfect in her job, because unlike certain cows she could see everything clearly and didn't have to bend to see her feet. Yes, Katara wasn't jealous at all and anyone stating otherwise is a filthy liar.
"Katara, can you land a hand here while I bring more towels?"
Forgetting her musing, she followed the cow's- Jasmine's! She meant Jasmine's! instructions. She placed her hands on the bandage that barley held the open wound as they tried to stop the bleeding. It was a dirty work that left her hands much wetter and redder then she would ever prefer. Worse, they were loosing the patient as the blood continued to leave him.
"Damn it, bring here more bandages! And another B type bag of blood, we're loosing him!" one of the healers yelled desperately. A part of Katara was surprised that the man lasted that long, in the south pole he would have died long ago. The wound was also too big for burning, so that possibility was out. She knew the man was going to die in the next minute, and even if he was an enemy soldier, she didn't fancy the idea of someone dying in her care. The only relief that man my have is that he's unconscious.
She remembered her lessons with Zuko about the human body, and how it worked. He lectured her all about the systems inside it and the chi flows. He even let her practice in recognizing said chi and how it moves across the body, although his own chi felt strange. Katara first thought it was because he was a fire bender, but after she had a few patients she learned that their chi flow wasn't much different from hers.
She couldn't exactly place a finger on it, but Zuko's chi felt… distorted. It's as if some spirit decided to experiment with the human body but didn't know how the chi should flow. Zuko's chi was just so simple and complicated at the same time. In some places it would go simple and linear, while in others it would fork into such a complex bush that Katara couldn't follow.
The thing that caught her eye was how effective it was. Every single thing in that design maximized the effectiveness of the chi. Chi storages unlike anything she had felt before, muscle and mind enhancing circuits. And there were many other things that she didn't have a clue about.
Another, maybe even more strange, thing was that Zuko's chi felt… mixed. She thought that she felt something else besides the familiar fire bending chi, but whenever she got curious something inside her soul held her back in fear. It was as if she was a small rodent sniffing at the paws of sabretooth moose lion. Combined with the strange feeling that Zuko's chi paths changed a little every time she examined him, Katara started to seriously doubt if Zuko was even human.
A gasp broke her out of her trance.
Looking back, she saw the surprised looks of the healers and Jasmine. Following their gaze, Katara looked downward and discovered, to her horror, that the wound closed itself and began to heal in rapid acceleration. But that's not what scared her, no, what scared her was the fact that her hands were coated in a layer of water and glowing blue. She couldn't be more showy even if she held a sign say "I'm a water bender!".
By the time she digested the situation, the wound fully healed. But it was a secondary concern in her mind right now. Once she regained her bearing, she sprinted away from the tent and ran. Ran to maybe the only person who could salvage the situation somehow.
"Now hold the energy inside a bit longer."
Sai and Zuko were in the middle of their training. Now that Sai deemed Zuko strong enough, Zuko was taught how to use shock attacks. They had a simple enough theory, store the energy needed inside until it reaches a critical mass and then release it. Very similar to his explosions. However those three attacks were also different.
First was what Sai called the "Bark". It was a special move that imitated an explosion in his throat, albeit much weaker, and released it as a sound wave. It was perfect for stunning and pushing back appointments in close to close-medium range. Zuko firstly had to develop voice cords strong enough to sustain the trauma. The trick was storing the energy inside the right places in his throat and releasing it in the right moment and way. A little practice, and he could even spit words like that.
The second move was called "Shock wave". It was a sibling move to the "Bark", but both harder and simpler. In this move Zuko charged his entire body with energy and then released it in all directions in the form of a shock wave. It was easier because he could store the energy in his entire body instead of a special place, but he had to charge much more energy. Not to mention that without whatever Sai did to his body, Zuko would have been crushed under the pressure. To put a cherry on top, he could mix it with lightning and electrocute everyone around him.
The last move for today was called "Static Field ". Like the name suggests, the move creates a ball of electricity with him at its center. Besides basically frying everything inside the radius, it can also act as an all round shield. And one that doesn't strangle the user like a flame counterpart does. This was by far the most energy consuming move of the three, and the hardest to master. Unlike the former two, here Zuko had to constantly store and release energy at the same time, and that's not mentioning the abs pains he got afterwards.
As he was about to practice again, Sai informed him that Katara was about to barge into his room. And indeed, the water bender ran to him not a minute later, all terrified as she spoke gibberish to fast for him to understand.
"Katara, I don't understand." Zuko then held her shoulders firm and shocked her a little "Katara!"
It seemed to break her from her state, because she took a few deep breaths before she finally spoke. "Zuko, we may have a situation…"
"Yeah, I guessed that already." Zuko nodded. "Now what got you all stressed up?"
"I… I have finally learned how to do this chi healing thing we talked about."
"That's great! Good job Katara!"
"No!" She shook her head. "You don't understand, I did it accidentally in the medical tent, with all the healers now know that I'm a water bender! My cover is blown, they will put me in chains like all the others!"
"Hey, hey!" Zuko shook her shoulders a little and put a hand under her chin, forcing her to look up to him. "Everything will be fine. No one is going to take you away, I promise you. How about resting here for a bit while I sort things out, ok? I'll be back soon."
Katara nodded numbly and he took that as an ok. He then left the room and went quickly to the medical tent, but not quick enough to raise eyebrows from the passing people. Soon enough, he arrived at the tent, that miraculously still had all of the personal inside. Zuko had feared that he may have to order a manhunt for all the people involved.
"My prince." Jasmine greeted him with a bow. "All personal is quarantined in the tent. None of the happenings transferred had left this tend."
"Good work." How did Jasmine managed to keep multiple grown man contained on her own was beyond him, but he was already aware of her effectiveness. Some things were better left unanswered.
"At your service." The raven haired girl smiled.
"Now." Zuko turned his attention to the problem at hand. "Do all of you know why where in this situation?"
He received uncertain nods.
"Good, and you're all are going to swear to not speak nor write about what happened here to anyone. Right?
He received a much more eager nods now.
"Excellent. And if by some way, I here a word of what happened here outside… well, there are only few sources. You can be sure that I won't search for the leak, I'll just put a plug to all of you. Clear?"
"C-crystal!"
"M-my lord…" One of the medics started.
"Yes?"
"W-what happens now?"
"Parson?"
"I-I mean, your intentions are clear, and it's not our place to question your orders. I myself see the potential in this endeavor. My only question is how should we proceed now? The… opportunity given us a way to save soldier lives, much like happened today."
Zuko thought about it. He couldn't disagree with the fact that Katara will save many lives with her healing, as well as gain valuable experience. On the other hand, he needed to keep Katara's talent as secret as possible, he had too much relying on her to just loose her when father orders him to surrender her. And that excluding the fact that he wouldn't let anyone take her, he promised her after all.
'Sai?'
"Have her use her chi healing on the unconscious, with no one but the doctors in the tent. It'll help her grow while keep her secret safe enough until time comes."
"Very well." Zuko turned to the man in question. "She may use her ability only on patients who drank poppy milk, and only when the other conscious people in the tent are those present. Any birch in those terms will force you all being fired, in the most literal way."
"Yes, my lord. I understand, my lord." The synergy they spoke with honesty unnerved Zuko a little, but a problem solved is a problem solved. He excited the tend with Jasmine in tow.
"You didn't look as surprised as you should have." Zuko stated.
"Oh, I had my suspicions about little Ms. South for some time." Jasmine answered evenly. "Also I had to admit that the glow thing took me by surprise, a special ability?"
"In a sense." Zuko admitted. "So how did you figure it out? I now have to know about possible leaks."
"Oh, don't worry your pretty head about it." Jasmine waved his concerns off. "I had the advantage of training our little south bunny, so I had a deeper perspective on what's happening. I knew you had something more from her then just a political prisoner, and the training didn't fit for a mistress. From there putting one plus one wasn't difficult. Although I must admit, it was a clever disguise."
"Sorry?" What in Agni's name was she talking about?
"Hiding it under the guise of preparing her to be your mistress, I mean. The late hours of your meetings and the groaning from your office really threw off the crew, I myself was starting to get jealous."
Ignoring her last words, Zuko address the problem. "Wait, they think Katara and I… what?! How far did it spread?!"
"Oh, just the ship for now. They respect you too much to tattle it to their drinking bodies."
Zuko buried his head in his hands and groaned. This was a nightmare.
"You know." Jasmine leaned closer to him. "If you had someone chaperoning with you in your training will prevent such things. Maybe another female companion?"
"If you are the chaperone rumors are going to fly, don't think I'll ever forget who is the source of all those rumors about me in the first place. I still get funny looks from girls whenever I walk in the street. Besides, Sokka is there too."
"Yes, very cruel of you, your highness." Jasmine nodded. "To make her brother witness all the things you make his little sister do."
"You're impossible…" Zuko said as he tried to find a way out of the hole he found himself in. Suddenly, something this enchantress in front of him said caught his attention.
"Wait, you said that the training didn't fit, does that mean that you really would have trained and broke Katara to become a mistress?"
"Gladly, I do have the whip and leathers ready after all." She answered before leaning on him even more and rubbing her shoulder and leg with his. "You will find that I'm wiling to do many things for you, my prince ~."
This thing wasn't an enchantress, it was a full damned succubus!
'Sai, note to self. Remember to double check that all the doors and windows are locked and barricaded before going to sleep from now on.'
"Noted."
From there, they arrived to his room. Of course not without a few comments from the thing near him which he hoped didn't reach the ears of the people passing by. Calming Katara was the easiest part of the day now that the problem was solved.
"Now that all are present, let the meeting begin!"
This was bad. Actually, bad doesn't even begin to describe the situation Long Feng found himself in. He was sitting in the near front of a big table, with a few of the most influential people in the earth kingdom. From nobles to generals, all the cream gathered here for a simple reason.
"As you all may aware, our beloved ruler, king Kuei, 52th to the throne of earth, passed away. May his soul rest in peace." Long Feng continued. "Now, we must rise from our grief and nominate the next in line to the one true throne!"
"Something that should have been done with long ago!" One of the nobles spoke. "His late highness is already in the ground for over a month!"
This particular reason is why Long Feng wanted to postpone the meeting as much as possible. With Kuei dead, Long Feng lost his main tool of influence on those of higher standing. All in all, his position had never been more vulnerable. Fortunately enough, the fault of the king's death was held solely on the responsible for the guards at that time, who Long Feng made sure to take the full blame. So in that sense, he was scout free, at least.
No, the matter was entirely else. By noble standards he was a nobody, his main and only power in their eyes was as the main servant of the crown. They treated him like a vine, someone who can rise as high as the tree he depended on permitted. Those fools where late to realize that even a vine can overshadow the tree its on and once covering said tree entirely… let's say that they learned their lesson very quickly.
The problem now was that the tree is dead and gone, and Long Feng found himself without the excuse of executing enemies of the crown. The vine, so strong because the tree that supports him, now can easily fall apart. The nobles have, and will continue, become more and more daring. He will have to put more resources to hold them back, resources that wouldn't be able to monitor the lower ring. But right now it wasn't his main concern.
"Please, gentleman, peace." Said How, the head of the console of five. "We had to give time for all the people to arrive, the roads are not as safe as they used to be after all."
No, the greatest thorn to his aide were none other that those ruffians from the army. They were loyal to the king, but he managed to convince them through blackmail and threats to keep the talk about war quiet around his prized puppet. Now, however, they seem to grow a backbone, and the movement of large forces to inside Ba Sing Se itself was more than concerning.
"Be it as it may, general How, the point stands that the subject had been ignored more than enough. The earth kingdom needs its king!" The sentiment was echoed by the rest of the nobles.
"And who do you propose?" How asked
"Well, obviously the richest and most influential noble is the one most fitted to be king." The noble replied.
"Preposterous!" a general near How yelled. "What you're suggesting is nothing less then stealing the crown! The rights should go to the closest kin!"
"Gentlemen, please." Long Feng calmed the spirits down. "While both suggestions hold their merit, I'm afraid that they are impossible to implement."
"And why is that, Feng?" Another noble rudely asked. "Are you afraid of finally having no power?"
"Nonsense." Long Feng replied evenly, mentally making a note to send the Dai Li after that man in the near future. "The reason is that the one who answers to both criteria is none other then the very turncoat, lord Lao Beifong."
Now that caused an uproar.
"Preposterous!"
"Why you-"
"Take that back!"
"SILENCE!" How yelled. "Grand secretary, would you like to explain please?"
"Gladly." Long Feng replied. "Lao Beifong's mother was the grandniece of king Jailun, therefore, making him the closest direct relative to the throne. And in the case of being the most wealthy, according to intelligence Lao indeed wealthier then anyone in this room." Besides himself who had complete access to the royal treasury was not said.
"But how?!" Yelled one of the nobles. "He was conquered, his territories reduced, and lets not forget about the massive tax he must pay. How in the spirits could he possibly have more money then us?!"
That Long Feng could answer. "It seems like national pride matters little to Beifong as he licked the boots of his new masters. We must remember that Beifong is first and foremost a merchant clan, one who gained power through trade. At first glance, having been barred from the rest of the earth kingdom should have kill his trade, but through a third party he was able to get a foothold in the ever growing economy of the fire nation. It seems that even with the weight of taxes, the profits Beifong gains put him on the lead in terms of wealth."
"Damned traitor…"
"Disgusting!"
"I refuse to believe it, it's simply impossible."
What all of them were bickering about anyway, it's not like a single one of those inbreeds did something to rise their wealth besides throwing more taxes on those beneath them. Long Feng could at least respect Beifong a little for actually putting effort and not take his position for granted.
A look to his side revealed that How, at least in this, shared his view.
Once the comments stopped, Long Feng began speaking once again. "Gentlemen, while the king must be chosen, an immediate solution must been made. I propose that we follow the last time our king had left before his time. I propose that I shall hold regency until a new king is chosen and of age, as was before."
Before the uproars could even begin to formulate, a loud crash was heard. Looking to his side, he saw that general How smashed the table in front of him to rabbles.
"In Koh I'll let you!" The general yelled. "For too long I have been quiet about your abuse of power. You abused the king's trust to overthrow anyone who doesn't agree to you or your 'no war' policy, and now the king is dead for it!"
"There is no war in Ba Sing Se."
How just laughed. "The king died because of a suicide bomber of the fire nation, how in the spirits are you going to hide this?"
"A civilian transport crashed in the storm. A tragedy, but not an act of war." Long Feng replied evenly. "A transport you allowed inside the walls, may I add."
"My men and I did everything we could, you'd be hard pressed to stop something that you can't even reach. And if you didn't shut down anything related to the war, we may have developed means of defense. Heck, we could have been the ones with the flying transport!"
"But no. You were too busy to put your head in the sand and doing who knows what to the young king in a private room! Now he's dead and the spirits enraged, the storm hadn't stopped ever since that incident at all!"
"General, you are forgetting yourself." Long Feng replied. "Dai Li, please escorts the good general to his chamber, his work had finally caught up to him."
As he said it, his agents began closing on the five generals. However, they were stopped by the squad of soldiers around the console of five.
"You don't want to do it, How." Long Feng was beyond annoyed at this point.
"No, Feng. It's exactly what I want."
With a sigh, Long Feng snapped his fingers. A clear sign for the Dai Li outside the door to interfere. He may have lost much power because of recent events, but he was still the lord of this place. The doors opened with a bang, scaring the nobles, and allowed access to the agents, only they weren't his agents.
Two columns of earth kingdom troopers entered the room. His Dai Li would have never allowed it, so it meant that the Dai Li was naturalized in this wing of the palace at the least. With a grin, How now stood up as it was revealed who had the power in the room.
"You don't have anyone to leach on any longer, Feng." The usurper said. "You will answer to your crimes, one way or another. And we could finally fight back without our hands tied."
"And naming yourself earth king in the process?" Long Feng said as the soldiers held him and started to escort him to the cells.
"Ha! No. Unlike you, I'm a loyal man." How laughed. "The great console shall decide who is to be the next king. Until then, the console of five shall act as a regent in the face of the crisis. Goodbye, Feng. Forever."
"No, you can't do it!" Long Feng yelled. "I'm the grand secretary, you thug! Unhand me!"
He was dragged out of the room with the laughter of the general ringing in his ears. They will be sorry, all of them. As if a cell can hold him and keep him away from his hard earned power, the Dai Li were still loyal to him. Hm… maybe it was for the best… yes. He could still hold the strings from his cell, and it will keep him safe from the things to come. Yes, he was in a tuff spot, but he had managed to pull up himself before, this wouldn't be different.
They all will pay, he will make it so.
AN
And here goes chapter 33. Next chapter will finally have the meeting between Zuko and Hakoda everyone have been waiting for. As you can see, there had been some major changes and consequences because the assault on Ba Sing Se. And while Jailun was a king of Ba Sing Se (the one at the time when Kyoshi finally died and a main reason for why things are as they are in cannon), his connection to the Beifongs is something I cooked up. Although, with how nobility works, I'll be shocked if there aren't familial ties between the two. Katara discovered her healing much earlier than in cannon, wonder how this will affect things, and Sokka is growing to be the plan man he always said he was in the show.
Chapter 36: Chapter 34
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar: The last airbender
Chapter 34
"Update log from the workshop, your highness."
Zuko was having his breakfast as Sai updated him the regular debrief for the day.
'Go on.'
"A serum was synthesized from the blood of the apex. So far there is no sign of immortality elixir, but there have been some very interesting and disturbing discoveries."
'Disturbing how…' If Sai of all people says it, than something is really amiss.
"Injection of the serum on lab subjects had shown to give various side effects, including arthropod like mutations, increased strength, increased aggressiveness, cannibalism, bleeding, infertility and other minor side effects."
'And is death inside said side effects?'
"Only in approximately 58 out of hundred cases. A sharp decrease from the ninety nine of a month before."
Of course. "And why is that minor?" Seriously, sometimes he just didn't understand how Sai thinks… which considering everything was completely reasonable.
"The states side effects were given priority because of their severity."
Without a word, Sai had sent him images of the experiments. At first, Zuko saw a small rodent in some kind in a cage, it was being injected a black liquid. Fasting forward a few minutes, the rodent started to trash wildly and to Zuko's mounting horror, transforming. Zuko was no stranger to hybrids. Heck, Xing was the exception, not the norm. But this? This was something else.
Animals usually have a very clear and symmetric separation when one animal part ended and another began. This was nothing of the sort. Zuko watched as the rodent began to grow various insect like features in various places, places that shouldn't have such features. An insect eye on its right hind leg, a centipede tale from the left eye socket and so many legs all over the body. It was as disgusting as it was horrible.
It didn't end there. The thing, calling it a rodent wasn't right at this point, kept trashing around until it actually broke thought the glass! It was unbelievable. That reinforced glass will give even a grown man problems, and a thing so small just broke it.
Its moment of freedom was short lived as it was immediately caught in the claws of a (relatively) small scorpion like sentinel with one big glowing rad eye. The sentinel threw the mutant to the air and shot at it with rapid blasts of rad fire so clear that it seemed like rays of light. The mutant screeched in agony as its body was riddled with holes, until after a minute or two it finally stopped.
Even so, the metal construction kept its fire going, making the body dance in the air without stopping. This continued for a minute or so until it finally stopped and caught the falling body with its claws, examining it. Only the head was left, frozen in constant agony. Apparently, it found nothing interesting as it merely threw the mass of flesh backwards, right on top of a pile of equally gruesome mutations.
Looking at it, as hard as it was, Zuko thought that he noticed a small movement at the pile. It was as if something was trying to crawl away. It seems like he wasn't the only one, because in a speed Zuko had never seen before, the scorpion like machine was upon the pile and burned it with flames that came from its claws.
The movie ended with a close-up image of the sentinel, its one red eye moving the pupil from point to point as it mirrored the flames. The agonized screeches of the damned could be heard in the background.
"There are more videos recording the interactions between the mutants and the other rodents of various age groups, but I believe that the message had gotten through."
'Sweet mother of Agni on a bike…' Zuko barely held his stomach from retching. 'What was this absolute monster?!'
"This is a medium scaled mutation, one of the side effects I mentioned."
Wait, that was a medium? What was considered high? No, the bigger traumas first.
'I meant the scorpion! Or whatever that thing was!'
"You mean a standard pest control unit LDRS03E07? What about it?"
If that thing was a standard Zuko did not want to see what a special unit looks like.
'It's the single most sadistic, bloodthirsty and psychotic thing I have ever encountered. And I grew up with Azula for crying out loud!'
"I don't see what's wrong, your highness. It's just a regular pest control unit, it's not even from the WH40K series. You can hardly blame a unit for doing effectively. Honestly, I'm more surprised you didn't comment on the mutant."
'Yeah, the blood of the apex can do that?!'
"After some experiments, the apex mutated its own blood. A thing that produced the results you saw. In addition, it seems to have developed the ability to spit acid strong enough to malt rock, although metal is still beyond it."
Great, because the thing wasn't dangerous enough already…
'And you couldn't wait fore to finish eating first?!'
"A miscalculation on my part, I assumed you would like your answers immediately."
'You're not wrong, but still…' Zuko shook his head. 'Never mind, what's the agenda for today?'
"We have to go through the mail first, another update from Loban should arrive by now. After that we should expect company. My sensors indicate that Xing will arrive in a few hours, and Hakoda should be here as well in that case."
'Already? I thought that it would take longer for them to arrive.'
"Your letter didn't leave much room for a compromise. Besides, in spite of the image he paints himself as, in the end Hakoda is a desperate man running on fumes. You gave him an offer he couldn't refuse."
'I should warn Sokka and Katara then. Maybe Toph as well, Hakoda would probably want to hear it from the source. Besides, the less red he sees during that conversation, the better.'
"Very well, just warn them that we don't have a precise time for the arrival. I would also like to suggest that you greet our guests at the gate, there is no need for misunderstandings. As well as warn your generals beforehand."
'True enough.' With his appetite completely lost, he decided to do just that.
The track to the fire prince was a strange experience. They had decided to sail at night as the eyes are blind then and the wind was good. With Xing on the helm, it directed them with its snot. If he pointed left they sailed left, if it pointed right they sailed right.
One time Hakoda noticed it laying on the floor with its ears covering themselves. He didn't know exactly what it was, but he ordered his men to lower sails and be quite. Only in the morning after did he discovered that they were passing by a pod of heavy cruisers that were heading to the east, an encounter that would have resulted in the death of him and his men.
With dawn, they left their canoes and continued the journey on foot. Donning stolen fire nation uniforms, the warriors of the south managed to avoid any unwanted inspection. Honestly, Hakoda expected to at least be ambushed at some point by an earth kingdom force, but there was none to be found. The implications were very concerning.
As for the "friendly" fire troops, a simple note with the royal stump of prince Zuko was enough to get them through without inspection. Of course, they didn't enter any stronghold that would have allowed a more professional inspection. At long last, they seemed to be close, because the dog stood still.
"We're close, boy?" Hakoda addressed the animal. It was a strange thing to talk to an animal as if it was a person, but he found out that this dog was more intelligent then most of his men. Wither it told on the hound's skills or his men's lack thereof remains unanswered.
Xing merely barked and pointed forward to the end of the forest they used as shelter. The message was clear, their journey end is near… for better or worth.
"I'll take a look." Bato volunteered as he went ahead. He returned after a minute. "There is a city ahead, a big one. Near it there is a huge camp filled with fire nation."
"How huge?" Hakoda asked.
"Thousands, sir." Bato said, a little shaken. "I had never seen so many fire nation soldiers in one camp."
"Damn… Any sign for the prince?"
"I saw a figure standing near the gates, his scar leaves little doubt about his identity. The prince then looked forward and I swear that he looked at me in the eyes."
"And what did he do?"
"He was just standing there… maniacally."
Hakoda sighed. "Very well, men. It's time to face the music. Bato and I will go in, see what the prince has to offer. If we don't return until sunrise, you all know what to do. Be ready to disengage at any moment." With a sign the men followed him.
The two of them walked towards the gate. Nothing had gone wrong, for now at least, but they were prepared. After the two (three actually if you consider the dog) were about a dozen meters away, the dog ran towards the prince and barked happily. The prince in return, opened his arms wildly and greeted his pet with a hug. Hakoda was actually impressed that when Xing jumped on Zuko, the prince merely slid a feet or two back before hugging the very heavy dog.
"Yes, daddy missed you too. Yes he did." Zuko said as the dog licked its master's face. "Who's a good boy, yes you are~"
It was very strange for Hakoda to see the creature that hunted him from one end of the world to another, mauled him and singlehandedly could have ended the fighting force of the south pole (by killing him and living the rest without leadership, a death sentence in this time and age), acting like a lapdog. A look to his side showed that his right hand man had similar thoughts.
After a minute or two, Jakoda didn't dare to interrupt, Zuko decided to grace them with his attention.
"I've been waiting for you, come." He said as he turned his back and walked inside, his dog following right away. With one last look at his friend, the two went into the dragon's den. The guards didn't dare to stop them with the prince.
As they walked, Hakoda noticed the usual organized chaos that was common for all the bases he was in. Some things never change, no matter the side. Zuko led them into the deeper part of the camp, to a building of some sort that Hakoda would be willing to bet was a command center. Entering inside, Zuko pointed at a door.
"You will get all your answers there. Once you finish, come to me. I'll be in the other side of the lobby, you'll have your privacy." With those oh so clear words, the prince and his dog left the two of them alone.
Looking again at one another, Hakoda took the lead and opened the door, completely ready toe fight for his life. Bato was next to him, hidden from view but ready for action. Hakoda was greeted with something he never would have expected.
There were three people there. One girl wearing greens who seemed to be blind, as well as from a wealthy family, but she was a side note for him. What really caught his attention were the two teenagers wearing traditional clothes of the south tribe, a boy and a girl. So much time had passed, so much in fact that he barley even recognized them. But he did, especially with how they grew to be similar like their parents.
"Kids…"
It was time, that's what Zuko told them. Their father was going to come here today.
The two of them, Katara and himself, waited in their room with Toph. The earth bender was uncharacteristically nervous, not that he had any ground to stand on. Both Katara and him were more then freaked out. How dad will react? Will he be happy to see them, or ashamed? Will he even recognize them? Thoughts like that occupied Sokka's mind all day long, and a look at his sister revealed that the same applied to her.
After a forever of sitting still, Toph suddenly sat straighter and looked at a point on the wall.
"They're here." Was all she said.
After a minute or so, the door opened.
"Kids…" Sokka heard the unmistaken voice of his father for the first time in seven years.
"Dad?" His sister said in a trembling voice, as if afraid that it's all is just a dream.
The three of them walked slowly to each other until they were in a touching distance. Dad raised his arm forward slowly, as if he himself thought it was just a dream, and grazed both of their cheeks gently. He sobbed a little, and what followed was a hug in which all three of them cried as dad hugged them. Sokka didn't care if a warrior doesn't cry, he missed dad to much. He messed to be hugged by him, hearing him. He missed a lot of things.
After what felt like forever, as well as to short, they let each other go.
"Kids, how? What-" Dad's eyes suddenly grew. "What are you doing here in the heart of a fire nation camp!"
"Well… Zuko kinda visited the south pole…" Sokka began.
"He what?!" Dad yelled as he held Sokka's shoulders. "How is the village? Gran-Gran? Are they ok?"
"Their fine, their fine!" Sokka proceeded to tell him about the end of the supplies, the greenhouse, and how the women managed to get a work there. All as his dad sat in one of the chairs nursing his growing headache.
"I've failed you." He said. "I have truly failed all of you."
Sokka saw from his side that Katara was biting her lips, most likely having a few things to say but either unsure of herself or deciding it wasn't the time.
"Dad, you couldn't have known." Sokka tried to reassure his father, but the older man had none of it.
"I appreciate it son, but no. I should have paid more attention to the deliveries, I should have seen the possibility when I first heard of the eyes. I certainly could have sent back a few men at some point to make sure the village is fed." Sokka didn't have anything to say to that.
"And now I have to worry about our women being all alone with foreigners doing spirits know what…" Father nursed his ever-growing headache. "And that still doesn't explain how you got here."
Here Sokka awkwardly put his arm behind his head. "I may have done something stupid." At his father's raised eyebrow he explained. "I maybe attacked Zuko once I saw him enter the greenhouse. And I totally won that fight until his men attacked me from behind!"
The last part was a complete lie, and Katara (Even if it was clear to him that she tried to surpass snickering) mercifully kept silence and let him have the moment. He had the feeling that his father wasn't falling for it as well, but if so he made no indication.
"Well done son!" Dad congratulated.
Afterwards, Sokka explained his father about how Zuko found the women and how they ended up getting official recognition as workers. Dad was very interested in the fine print of this work, as well as how much the tribe is getting and loosing. Which Katara explained better as she was the one who actually worked there. Hakoda did stop, however, in a certain point of the story.
"He knows?!"
"Y-yes dad. Zuko knew right away that Katara is a water bender."
"But how?!" father was perplexed. "I made sure that there is no way that someone may even suspect after… well."
"From what Zuko said, there is something in the eyes that tells if a person is a water bender or not." Sokka tried to explain. "Didn't understand it completely."
"Never heard of such nonsense." Father told them. "And I was very close to the water benders that still were in my time. Gran-Gran also told nothing about it and she would have if it was something that may endanger you. No, if even my mother doesn't know anything about this than I'm sure the prince is lying."
Dad then shook his head. "Never mind, we'll deal with this later. What happened next?"
"Well, Zuko offered to personally teach Katara water bending if we accompanied him in his mission." Sokka explained.
"An offer that you couldn't refuse, I guess."
"Maybe?" Sokka shrugged his shoulders. "I mean, looking back I think that Zuko wouldn't have done anything if we refused. Zuko made sure to emphasize that we were free to choose whatever we want, of course we were very scared at that point of time. We decided to leave with him after he finished whatever business he had in the frozen tundra."
"So you left the tribe behind by choice?!" Hakoda said unbelievably. "Had Gran-Gran taught you nothing about trusting strangers?! How would he even teach Katara water bending, his a fire bender for crying out loud! You couldn't have been that naïve!"
"Well excuse me, I thought leaving the village and the family behind was a family tradition!" Katara suddenly yelled. "You know, like you left us behind and didn't send us even a letter! Would you even have come and see us at all if Zuko didn't force your hand?! Because unlike you, he actually keep his promises!"
There was a silence for a moment, none of them was expecting the outburst, not even Katara.
"Katara what…" Dad said it a weak voice, before having a realization of some kind. "You mentioned Zuko many times… you have feelings for him don't you, did he try anything to-"
"And what if he did? Why would you even care?! You weren't there! You weren't there when I cried myself to sleep, you weren't there when I couldn't sleep because of my nightmares and you weren't there when they took mom! You weren't there!"
"Unlike you, Zuko at least was there when we needed help, and he is strong enough to push back the bad men away! And you think you achieved something in all those years?! You don't even know where mom is! All you did was dancing for the one who took her! Actually, if it weren't for you then they wouldn't have taken her. I hate you! I wish that you never were my father!"
Katara than ran out of the room crying.
"Katara, wait!" Sokka was about to go after her but was stopped as his father caught his hand.
"Let her be. She needs some time alone now."
"You know that nothing happened between her and Zuko, right?" Sokka clarified. "I always was with them the entire time. All Zuko did was teaching her water bending. Really."
"That…" His father hesitated for a moment. "That does put my mind at ease a little, thank you son. But what did she meant by the last part?"
"Ehhh…" Sokka wasn't sure how to breach the subject. "What does the name 'Mi-Sha tells you?"
Immediately, his father's expression grew cold as ice and hard as steel. "How do you know that name."
"Actually, maybe it's better if I do the talking." A voice from the side suddenly spoke. Looking in that direction, Sokka saw Toph sitting there . Huh, he forgot she was there after everything.
"Forgive me for sounding rude, little lady, but who are you?" Hakoda asked.
"I'm Toph Beifong, my father is the one owning this city."
"Well then, miss Beifong." Dad bowed. "I apologize for what you have seen. Things are… complicated for our family at the moment."
"It's fine, l should be the one apologizing for intruding."
"Yes… actually, not to be offensive, but why are you here?" Dad asked. "Forgive my bluntness, but I don't see a reason for you to be in such a… private setting."
"I talked to Kya." Was Toph's reply. That shut his dad up.
"Please, tell me more."
Toph than began telling the story of how she met mom, from the moment she was kidnapped to the moment she was rescued. She told his father about her meeting with mom and about what mom told her about Mi-Sha. About how he arranged the raid that took mother, how she was tricked into being under Mi-Sha's thumb and about how the bandit lord puppeteer dad into doing Mi-Sha's dirty work.
Sokka could feel how each word hit his father harder and harder. In the end, dad thanked Toph, as well as praising her for everything she'd done, and asked her to have a moment of peace to digest everything. To which she silently nodded and left.
After they couldn't hear her footsteps anymore, dad screamed in rage and hit the table again and again. Cursing both men and spirits as he raged on. The screams were later transformed into sobs as he bashed his head one final time on the desk.
"I really am good for nothing…"
"Dad…?" Sokka honestly didn't know what to do. Usually Katara was the one who was good with all this emotional nonsense, but for obvious reasons she wasn't available at the moment.
"Your sister is right, son." His father addressed him. "I ruined everything. You would have been better off with another dad."
"What?! No!" Sokka wasn't having any of it. "It's not true and you know it. Sure, you may have made some miscalculations, but you acted the best you could under the situation!"
"Yes, and look where we are now." His father said mournfully. "My children grew orphans, my daughter hates me, my tribe in shambles and in the mercy of the fire nation, years wasted on being some thug's errand boy. And worst of all, all this my wife had been a plaything under my nose this entire time!"
Another fist hit the table.
"Look dad. You made some mistakes, sure. But what could you have possibly done differently? It's easy to blame yourself now when you know all the facts, but seriously, how could you have known or being prepared for all this conspiracy? Sure, I'm also angry and ashamed, but there is one and only one person I blame, and he's in Amora."
Dad looked at him in the eyes and sighed. "You will become a great chief one day, I'm proud of you."
Sokka didn't know how much he needed to hear those words.
"What do you think the prince will want from me?" Dad asked.
"Well, as you know, Zuko is going to attack Amora. If I had to guess, he would want you to be on covert missions like the Kyoshi warriors, or maybe inside agents? Anyway, that's my guess."
"And afterwards?"
"From what Zuko told me, he wants you back in the pole. Living your life quietly and ending your crusade once and for all." Sokka answered after a moment of thinking. "He'll probably be more specific when you talk to him later.
"Yes… I do need to talk to him." Dad said in a tired voice. "You call him Zuko, are you close to him?"
"We're good acquaintances, but the tribe comes first." Sikka answered immediately.
"Good boy." Dad patted his shoulder. "And keep and eye on your sister, will you? She's at this age when girls do stupid things, especially if boys are involved."
"You got it dad." Sokka saluted.
Katara ran to her room and closed the door, she immediately went to her bed and cried with her face plastered to the pillow. Why, why did it have to be like this?! She just wanted to meet her father again after all those years, was it to much to ask?
She continued to cry until she heard the door being open and then closed behind her.
"Go away…" She didn't know who it was, wither it was dad, Sokka, or even spirits forbid Zuko, but she wasn't in the mood for conversation. The sound of a sad, and clearly inhuman, wail drown her attention and made her look in surprise at the one before her.
"Xing?" The hound before her was on his belly, giving her what could only be described as literal puppy eyes. "Wait, how did you even opened the door?"
She was more than certain that she closed the door, if not locked it, but how can an animal open a door? Especially one without thumbs. Deciding she was in no mood to think about it, she just filled it under the rest of the nonsense she grew used to after she met Zuko.
"Never mind. What do you want? I'm not in the mood. Go to Zuko if you want someone to play with."
Much to her annoyance, Xing only drew closer. Couldn't it understand that she needed to be alone?! Was it so hard to even wallow in peace?! After the day she had, she just wanted to be left alone. She didn't want anyone, even if it was a literal dog, to see her like this.
"I told you to go away, didn't I?!"
The sound of a pained yelp brought her back to reality.
"What…" She suddenly saw Xing on the floor, paws cover his eyes and body shaking. She then noticed her hand to her side. Wait, did .. did she slap the animal?! No, the hand was preparing for the hit, not finishing it. But she was certainly about to. Another look at the vulnerable and innocent (for her specific misfortune) animal finally erased any semblance of anger she had as she instead hugged the poor thing.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm such a bad person!" She now cried on Xing's fur. At one point, the hound put its front limbs around her like it was hugging her, but she honestly didn't notice when. She continued to apologize for what she had nearly done, it evolved later to apologizing for random things that she barely even remembered. Like sawing seaweed in Sokka's underwear that one time.
"Do you forgive me?" Katara finally asked as she pulled her face off Xing's fur. What she received was Xing licking her face where trails of tears could be seen.
"Alright, alright!" Katara said happily. "I got the message, I like you too."
For the next few minutes she just patted the dog.
"Do you think I'm a bad daughter?" Katara suddenly asked. It was strange to talk to an animal, but frankly? She was glad to let this out. And having someone who would listen but not judge her was exactly what she needed.
"I mean, maybe I overreacted, but why did dad had to be so judgmental? He thought it was easy for me? For everyone? It's not like the avatar was going to return just to swipe me of my feet and take me with him to the north to learn water bending, you know."
"It's just… of course I'm still mad at him for leaving us, and maybe a little disappointed that he couldn't protect us. But I was a little girl back then, you can't really blame someone for this. But in the end he's a victim just like all of us, doesn't he? I really shouldn't have said everything back then, dad really tried his best."
"But now he probably hates me… fine, it's not like I have forgiven him as well. At least he has Sokka now, with him he doesn't need to fear someone discovering a water bender. Sokka always wanted to be a warrior like dad, I'm sure that they're getting along very well now without me."
"...No, it's not fair for Sokka. I shouldn't blame him because of my own screw-ups. What do you think I should do?" And now she was asking for guidance from a dog… her life really did hit rock bottom, didn't it?
In response, she got a bark and a lick on the cheek. Xing then jumped on the bed and circled like a cat before laying down. Huh, maybe it was on to something, Katara did feel like sleeping. She moved to the bed and laid there as Xing made place for her. She then pulled a blanket on the two of them and hugged the dog like the big soft plushy it was. Soon enough, sleep overtook her.
"Uncle, you're back…"
His uncle was finally back after a long time where he went "to visit old friends in the colonies" because he felt the need to "change serenity". To be fair, Zuko didn't know how to feel. On one hand, he was happy to see the his uncle again. On the other hand… he really would have appreciated it if his uncle would have chosen a different time to arrive.
"That I am, nephew." Uncle said. "I hope that my arrival hadn't been to sudden, I didn't see you among the welcoming party."
Was he trying to guilt trip him? Yeah… that's not going to work any more. "Sorry uncle, but you really caught me in a bad time. I have an important meeting that I must prepare for, which is why I would ask you to say your things without the usual word games. I'm really on the clock with this one."
"Is it so wrong to spend some quality time with my favorite nephew?"
"It's not, tomorrow, when you nephew the crown prince isn't having a meeting with international consequences for decades to come."
"Must be a very important meeting then." Uncle groomed his beard as he said in wonder.
"It is. Now why are you here?"
His uncle's face grew serious. "While I had my vacation, I also searched for all kinds of interesting tales about anything that may be connected to our special friend. And what I found was quite… disturbing to say at least."
Oh dear, it's going to be one of those talks, isn't it?
"Afraid so, your highness."
"Well then, please share. Obviously you wouldn't leave until you say your piece."
"It's not a game, Zuko. That thing is dangerous!"
"So does you, dragon. But I don't see anyone trying to push you away because of that." Sai finally decided to participate in the conversation, as there were no witnesses unaware of the helmet.
"I'm his uncle, helmet. And any crime I have committed pales compared to your never-ending list of atrocities. Any good Samarian deed you have done is to cover another hundred misdeeds. You have caused global conflicts every time you appear."
"Yes, because the world is so much peaceful without me. There is no global war going on as we speak." Sai had a point.
"You have killed hundreds of thousands of innocent women and children. No amount of self righteousness can justify that."
"Millions actually. For every soul I had snuffed, I made sure ten more would be preserved as the spirits deemed that they should perish. And you're no innocent yourself, general."
"You destroyed the sun warrior civilization. You made the great divide as a means to destroy the avatar, killing anyone who was in the way. You bent and broke men and spirits alike and murdered all who didn't agree with you. And I have a proof for all of this."
Uncle put a bunch of scrolls on the table, no doubt all kinds of stories about said things.
"And?" Zuko asked. "So what? I already know all of this."
Sai made sure that Zuko learnt about his procedures, both achievements and mistakes. Sai analyzed anything they did and the two debated what could and should have been done in place, it was a good head breaker. Some of the things the overlords did was outright dark, like burn a baby alive while its family watches dark, and Zuko made a mental note to never do such things, but Sai explained the reasoning of each overlord. They thought together on different alternatives. To many they found, but to too much Zuko had no answers.
In any case, his answer gave uncle a stop. "What?! You knew all along?!"
"Well, not all along." Zuko admitted. "But the helmet didn't shy away from telling about former owners, and I hardly would blame the tool on the acts of the owner. It's really short minded of you uncle, I'm disappointed."
"Zuko, once is a happening, twice is an incident. But if every single time someone finds this helmet they end up as a power-hungry maniac, then it's a pattern. Nephew, I beg you. Look past the glamour of its gifts and flattery, look at yourself and how much you've changed. More cruel, more egoistical, the Zuko I knew wouldn't have demanded his face being plastered in every possible corner."
"I wouldn't ask you to return to our lessons, I have failed you enough when I allowed the helmet to influence you under my nose. But I ask you to put the helmet aside and be yourself again. Don't you see it, it's pushing you away from those who hold you dear. It makes you vulnerable for its words."
Now this was just wrong.
"Pushed me away? Uncle, do you even hear yourself? I now have actual friends! People my age I could actually trust. I'm more social then ever, you remember how I was with the crew at the start."
Uncle didn't really have a counter argument here. As it is, the only one who Zuko distance himself from was Iroh, and his uncle couldn't say it out loud without sounding as a hypocrite. With that way blocked, his uncle tried another approach.
"I can teach you how to redirect lighting. Creating it is one thing, but controlling it is another."
"Amateur. Is redirection all you can do? We have passed that weeks ago."
"Then allow me to offer you console in your sage. It had been long since our friend had been in a real battle, undoubtedly warfare had changed since then as well."
"You'd be surprised how it always stays the same without me. Something Sensō is quite disappointed at."
"Who?" Zuko asked.
"The spirit of war, we have a history."
"Spirit of war…" Uncle looked as if he ate something he couldn't quite digest. Zuko wondered why. "Never mind. Zuko, you can see that it's not the crowd you want around yourself. What next, dining with the spirit of death?"
"Actually, the closest thing we have to a spirit of death is Koh. And let me assure you, we are not in good terms."
"Somehow it's not calming me down…" Uncle muttered under his breath.
Suddenly there were feminine screams and a door slammed hard. Zuko didn't need to be a genius to figure what may have happened. With a look to the side, he ordered his loyal hellhound.
"Follow her and make sure she's ok. Be careful, she may get frisky."
"Bark!" Xing walked to the door, and then pushed the handle with his paws and opened it almost like a human. To add another layer to the surreal, the dog had the curtsey to close the door after it.
"How…" Zuko couldn't fault his uncle's bewilderment. He still had hard time grasping it.
"Don't question it, it will only cause you headache. Xing is a very smart boy, and Xing saw how we open doors many times."
"But… thumbs…"
"As I said , don't question it."
Iroh shook his head before continuing. "So will you have me by your side?"
"That depends, will you leave me to your pai sho friends like you always do?" Zuko answered back.
"I- n-no, I will stay by your side." His uncle at least had the common sense to look ashamed.
"Fine, then you can." Zuko said before stressing. "But remember, I'm the one calling the shots. They listen to me to you."
"That is fare, nephew."
"Good. Now with this thing over with, you are excused. I love you, but my company will literally arrive any minute now and I still need to be prepared."
"Very well, nephew." Uncle nodded. "I shall see you tomorrow."
With that, Zuko was left as the only thing breathing in the room.
Zuko sighed. "Finally, I thought that it will take much longer."
"So did I." Sai said in his mind. "I do wonder however what does he plan to do, he would hardly return just to be moral support. Although I'm more interested in what the lotus order had written on me, I hardly think that stories about the overlords have been unchanged by time. Even the time skip between one overlord and the next was enough to cause misconceptions, let alone three thousand years."
Using what little free time he had, Zuko organized a file on the table, preparing for the inevitable head bashing with Hakoda. And indeed, not long after Zuko heard a knock on the door.
"Come in."
Hakoda came and sited himself on the chair next to him.
"Your highness."
"Chieftain."
Zuko immediately pushed the sheets of piper to Hakoda's side. From experience, in meeting like this one you need to jump right to the meat of the matter, there is no one to impress here with fake politeness.
"What is it?"
"A contract of sorts, a bunch of points that we'll discuss. Mainly about what I want from you during our unplanned cooperation and afterwards."
"And what do you want?" The suspicion in this voice was clear as day. Understandable.
"You're association with Mi-Sha opens you many doors, one of which is entering Amora without too much suspicion. I want you to use it and hold key points, allowing my soldiers and the Kyoshi warriors easier access."
"As compensation, I will let you borrow Xing for the duration of the assault. Let him smell your wife's necklace and I promise you that Xing will lead you to her. And don't worry about finding me or anyone during the chaos, Xing will find you."
Hakoda nodded, more than aware of the hellhound's abilities.
"And what do you want in exchange for your help, prince Zuko?"
Zuko put his elbows on the table. "I want you gone. This crusade is over, your mission will be completed. You will go back to your village in the south pole and live the rest of your days there happily with your wife and children. Your war is over."
"This sounds too good, what's the catch?" Hakoda said as Zuko smiled.
"Sokka told you about the greenhouse?" at the chieftain's nod he continued. "Good. You will do nothing to harm it nor the employee, both water tribe and foreign. You will put your support for it and any other projects I'll have in mind. If there is something that you're really against, then contact me and we'll bargain."
"That is… acceptable." Hakoda said after a minute. "And my kids? What will be of them?"
The question caught Zuko by surprise. "They will return to you, obviously. What, were you thinking I was going to keep them prisoners?"
"Well… don't get me wrong, your highness, but wouldn't you?" Hakoda asked before quickly adding. "Not that I want you to, of course!"
"As talented as Sokka and Katara are, and they are very talented I mean it as no joke, all of us already know what you will do if one of your family is missing. So no, two people hardly worth the pacification of an entire civilization. Besides, I promised them that they will have their family back, I am a man of my word."
Hakoda dumbly nodded, as if not sure how to digest the words.
"Very well, your highness. A question, if I may." At Zuko's nod Hakoda continued. "Why did you take my children with you? Why invest in them like you did?"
It was a fair question, one that Zuko had to think a minute to answer. "Well, firstly there is of course the political bargaining chips as you mentioned. I needed a way to pressure you."
"But why invest in them so much? You could have just locked them in a room or something."
"Their cooperation is your cooperation, it's easier to make deals with you if you have a good word about me from those you love the most. But besides that, as I said before, your children are talented. Sokka has brains and is very quick on his feet and Katara is a prodigy water bender that comes once a generation, and that not mentioning her healing ability. Those two could have very well integrated with enough time."
The answer seemed to satisfy the chieftain of the south. "Very well, I have only one thing to ask."
"Which is?" Zuko raised an eyebrow.
"I want to be the one to kill Mi-Sha, as is my right. He will pay for what he's done" there was fire in Hakoda's eyes.
"I'm afraid you have to stand in line." At Hakoda's murderous glare Zuko explained. "The Kyoshi warriors, you saw them right? Mi-Sha kidnapped and enslaved them for over a decade and a half, by playing some very cruel games on them. And there are many who suffered even more. Mi-Sha will die a miserable death, that I promise, but we have a plan to follow."
"I wouldn't risk him getting away because someone missteps, but you have my blessing to inflict whatever justice you want on anyone involved that somehow survives the purge. I'll even give you his skull as a gift of good will, what do you say?"
Zuko raised his hand for a handshake.
"You have a deal, your highness."
Hakoda took his hand and shook it, to the chieftain's credit, he didn't flinch when their hands were surrounded by a purple dark flame.
AN
For reference about the first scene, search "Love Death and Robots Ratpocalypce" at your own risk.
In any case, the meeting with Hakoda is over and let me tell you one thing, it was hard to write. not sure if I did a good enough job.
Anyway, I'm more than happy to read all your reviews.
Chapter 37: Chapter 35
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I don't own Avatar: The last airbender
Chapter 35
Chaldara… Jee hadn't thought he would ever see it again, much less wall through the gates of the royal palace. Nevertheless, here he was, doing just that. It was surreal in a way, he knew that he accompanied the prince, but that was banishment. And an indefinite one at that if he would have been allowed to voice his opinions. That made his chances to go back to the fire nation basically none exciting.
And yet, here he was. Together with the other men of the crew, they were at the palace to be presented before the fire lord himself. After a long process of bureaucracy, Zuko's appeal to present himself before the court was accepted.
At the prince's insistence, the crew had spent much of their time with their families while the wheels of the court where turning. Jee used this opportunity to spend as much time as possible with his wife and daughter. It was good to be with them again, and his little light ball was so excited when he told her stories about his adventures.
Of course, he gave them gifts and secured their financial future with the loot he… discovered with the rest at the south pole. His family will never be lacking, a high achievement for someone with a lieutenant's salary. He bought them a nice house in a good district at the capital and enrolled his little girl to one of the academics in the area.
Mentally shaking himself, he prepared for what's to come. In a few moments, they will face the most influential people of the fire nation, with fire lord Ozai at the head. First impression here may very well be a matter of life and death.
They rode on their komodo rhinos as the poor beasts had to drag the gargantuan cage behind them, a cage covered by thick curtains and containing the image of what will forever hunt him in his nightmares. To the relief of the animals, the cage was moved by other mobile machines as well. It was a part of the campaign Loban had to show off his new invention. A chrysalis of the wheeled constructions they salvaged from the deep below.
They entered the gates of the palace, and Jee was awestruck. The palace was grand and majestic, and it was probably his patriotic bias, but for him it was the most impressive thing he had ever seen. In the very front, stood the fire lord with all of his glory next to him was the princess herself. The place of the fire lady was hurtfully vacant.
Around them, the noble clans other sociopaths of lesser standing stood and filled the edges of the main keep. Bootlickers and vultures who hunted for every opportunity to pray on each other's weakness and grace themselves with the light and praise of the blood of Agni. Jee ignored them.
Once the group reach a far enough point, dismounted, and knelt before their lord.
"Great fire lord Ozai." Jee began. "Your humble servants present to you the tribute of your loyal son."
"Rise, my faithful subjects." The fire lord didn't raise his voice, but it was deep, strong and clearly heard across the keep. "What have thee for your lord?"
Oh well, here goes nothing. With a nod to his man, chests laden in riches were presented before the fire lord. "For an appetizer, his majesty's duo for his patronage. An investment repaid with a handsome interest."
Jee could hear the sociopaths around him buzzing with their whispers, but they didn't matter. Only one person mattered here, and he was not impressed.
"Secondly, your son brings you the trophy of his biggest conquest, one worthy enough to be placed among the great artifacts of the vault without being abashed." As practiced, the curtains fell off the cage. Revealing the great and horrible thing inside.
The crowd gasped in horror as some of the faint hearted fainted. Women and man cried in alarm at the sight of the skin of the apex centipede, only barely being held by a cage. Jee sympathized, but at least they didn't have to fight for their lives against the real thing at its domain.
Daring a look at the royals, Jee saw that the fire lord was unfazed but interested. From his side, the princess looked at the cage and had her hands shaken a little. It was minor, and the untrained citizen would have missed it, but Jee was a well trained and experienced soldier. Poor girl, she must have been scared out of her mind right now while maintaining a brave mask.
"Presenting before you the exoskeleton of the Apex. A beast of gargantuan size rivaling the infamous Unagi. Half a hundred tons of armor that surpasses a courier in its hardness and a skull large enough to house a small family, Apex is by far the single mightiest beast on earth and under it."
"An impressive display, first lieutenant." The fire lord said. "It must be quite a tale. One that I'm sure all would like to hear."
"Of course, my lord."
Jee started spinning the story the prince taught him. About how they discovered texts from the great library of the owl spirit, telling about irregular activities in the far south. And the prince, ever vigilant in his duty, sailed to the very end of the world to investigate. And when the ship got stuck in ice, the journey continued on foot.
Jee continue with how Xing, the ever faithful hound, discovered with its keen senses an entrance to the place that will be known as the workshop. He described their descend further and further down, to the point where ice gave place to rock and even the pole's cold couldn't follow them.
He described the ruins of an ancient civilization, one predating the four nation, and about the giant "statues" of men of metal it's walls proudly displayed. Of course not the part when said statues came back to life.
He also told them about the infestation, bigger and more dangerous by far then any other. How the prince and his men had to fight through literal mountains of monstrous centipedes ranging in size from a house pet to twice the size of a komodo rhino. How the very ground, walls and ceiling were covered by layers of the fiends for miles.
Here he praised Jasmine for masterfully healing the men and saving their lives while in danger herself, and saying that she showed far and beyond the inner fire all loyal subjects of the nation are expected to. Her true achievements would never get their duo because of the questions that would follow said reveal, but he would be damned if the brave young woman wouldn't get at least a part of the recognition she deserves.
He continued to the main part, how they followed the prince's lead into the very heart of the infestation. About how with great blasts they have vanquished the pests to reveal the workshop itself, the last remnant of the stronghold of ages past and it's downright alien design. And of course how their moment of respite was short lived.
He described how the very ground shook in fear of the arrival of their greatest foe yet, how it began showing itself from the biggest corridor and rose and rose until the eye could barley follow. How the hidden was still far greater then the revealed. He described the horrible sound the abomination made that caused even the most seasoned soldier to turn tail, and how the prince roared in defiance and got them back to their senses.
He described what was the single most traumatic event in his life as they fought with resolve against all odds and how little did it matter to their opponent. How even the combined attacks of the prince and the dragon of the west didn't even leave a sign on the creature. Jee gave Mi-Dved his duo as he mentioned how the earth bender used his unique gifts to save them more then once from certain death by a claw the size of a hut.
He explained how the prince used the creature's maybe only weakness, the fact that it can't sense anything not touching the ground, and used it to attack the monster from above. How the prince made the creature follow him and tie itself up in the process, and how the prince then crumbled the very ground on the thing, trapping it.
He told about all the loot that they had gotten and about the loot that they were forced to leave behind when the entire place grew unstable. He continued with their race against time to reach the top, unless they themselves will be buried as well.
At the end, the crowd was speechless. The main majority was in awe, it was hard not to. The few that were skeptical (or otherwise against the prince for one reason or another) kept quiet. It was hard to accuse the prince of lying when presented with a literal colony sized proof, and in front of the fire lord they couldn't just say nonsense.
Now with this over, it was time for the main bribe. With a snap of his fingers, a chest was presented before the fire lord.
"And now, for the final and greatest gift. The chest contains an artifact that the ancient civilization of the workshop designated as 'the jewel of Agni', a gem that is believed to host a friction of the very essence of Agni himself."
The chest was opened in front of the fire lord and shown a sphere the size of a hand. This gem was colored in orange and literally radiated power. Even standing a good distance away, Jee could feel his inner fire empowered like never before. Even the crowd could feel the effects.
"The stone is said to multiply the power of a fire bender a hundred fold, and could be used properly only by the strongest and most resolute of fire benders. And who is more fit to hold this power than the greatest fire bender in the world, the fire lord himself?"
Fire lord Ozai looked at the stone and took it with his right hand to examine. Jee and the crowd could see how it shone with energy and how the light moved in its core like a miniature sun. Fire lord Ozai then release a roar to the heavens, creating a dragon with his fire breath that was big enough to swallow them all. For some long few minutes the fire dragon, one on par of Apex, soared through the sky. He was sure that all the people of the island were in panic because of the phenomenon.
At long last, the fire lord halted his roar and placed the stone back in the chest. His grin was wide for all to see.
"You have given wonderful gift. Tell me, what boon does my son desire?"
Ok, it was all or nothing now. He may very well die if he said the wrong words now. "His highness the prince feel guilt for not being able to attend the celebration of his little sister's birthday. He humbly asks for permission to be present for the week of her birthday before sailing back to his duty."
The fire lord thinks about if for a moment or two before nodding. "Very well. For his loyal service, my son may come home with his banishment lifted for the duration of my daughter's birthday. No more, no less."
Thank Agni, he may actually live to see the next day.
Convincing his men to follow the prince's plan was almost surprisingly easy. He didn't even have to lie, he told them what the prince and lady Beifong told him (with a thing or two omitted) and the men were more then willing to go to Amora and tear Mi-Sha to pieces.
He had more difficulty reigning them in and stop them from rushing head first into Amora without any plan. He did, however, explained them what the prince had in mind (without mentioning the prince, obviously) and they reluctantly agreed. He wanted more then everyone to rush and rescue his wife immediately, but he learned patience. They have only one chance, and he'll be damned if the don't do it right.
Together, the water tribe warriors gone east and raided a group of what they recognized as Mi-Sha's men who oh so luckily head many supplies. And that's how they got their ticket.
Entering the city itself was more nerve wracking then dangerous. With their new gained supply, the guards at the entrance happily let them inside. Once inside, however, they were greeted with both a familiar and strange sight.
"I'm still surprised how clean this is." One of his man said. "I mean, we're in the middle of the desert in what is basically the crime capital of the world. I expect more urchins, beggars and crime at every corner."
"Mi-Sha knows the importance of good reception, especially if his city depends on outsiders for income." Hakoda answered. "The main streets where the important patrons walk will look like the upper ring of Ba Sing Se, it's behind them where the city meets and exceeds your expectations."
The men continue their walk, entering the true streets of Amora. However there too, there was silence. They also so much destruction to the streets and property, almost no one was to be seen on the streets except for the patrol.
"Dear Tui, did we missed the battle?"
"Where are all the people? I remember needing to literally cut our way through sometimes."
"Why there are blood stained everywhere?"
All of them good questions, all of them are unanswered for now. Or at least Hakoda couldn't think of an explanation.
"You know the drill. Find someplace to sleep for the night and don't be afraid to throw a few people if needed, spirits know everyone in here deserves this. I will go to iron a few things with Mi-Sha and should return in a few hours."
With one final goodbye, Hakoda left to meet a devil.
"I must say." Mi-Sha circled him. "When I heard a word of your arrival, I was quite surprised. When I heard of your donation, I became suspicious."
The giant stopped in front of him.
"What is your game, chieftain. How is it that you came just in time to give just the right thing?"
Already interrogation? Hakoda didn't even said a word. Just how paranoid and mistrusting Mi-Sha is? Frankly he's right on the spot, but still… Never mind, it's a good thing Hakoda prepared himself for a situation like this.
"Really, had Zuko scared you so much?" Hakoda retorted. "I came here to help and you accuse me like this, is that how you treat all your allies? It's no wonder that the city is emptier then ever."
"The city is emptier because I butchered the homeless and the dregs for their meat to feed the army." Mi-Sha answered evenly. "A fate you and your men will personally experience if you don't give me a real answer in the next five seconds."
"I have experience with sieges, on both sides. Supplies like food and water are the first to be gone. From there it was relatively easy to secure supplement from outside the desert and deliver it."
Hakoda answered quickly as he digested just what the monster in front of him did. Hakoda had no delusions of the truthfulness of the bandit's words.
"And why help at all?" Mi-Sha raised an eyebrow. "You don't like me, and the feeling is mutual."
"I hate the fire nation even more." He answered. "Besides, if I want you and Zuko to kill each other than you need to be alive long enough to face him."
"That's much more believable." Mi-Sha nodded. "But do you really think me so weak?"
There was a dangerous undertone that meant that Hakoda needed to be careful with his wording now.
"A single man's might worth little when facing an army, you know this as good as I. All the power in the world wouldn't help you if one lucky arrow from a random shot finds itself buried in your heart."
"Fair enough." The bigger man concluded. "What do you have in mind?"
"My men and I are good at guerilla warfare, we'll stalk the denser parts of the city. I will, however, need permission for the men to go from one district to another as well as having access to the war supply when the battle demands it." The fact that said tactics will be used against Mi-Sha's thugs instead of fire nation soldiers was unsaid.
"It's acceptable." Mi-Dved agreed. "I'll see what can be done."
"Than this shall conclude the meeting, I think. I need to go back to my men, and you probably have other pressing matters to take care of."
He needed to get out of here before he lose control over himself.
"That I do. Very well then, you may go to your men." Mi-Sha waved him off.
With the clear sign of dismissal, Hakoda hurriedly left. Only once he exited the building did he sigh in relief. It took tremendous amounts of willpower to not attack Mi-Sha then and there, but Hakoda held himself back from showing any unusual signs as he new that his wife's life depends on it.
Him attacking the bandit lord would lead only for Hakoda's own death, he had no delusions about it. And while he himself may have been fine with it, he had a family and a tribe that depended on him. Besides, will was something he had in spades.
With their position secured as much as possible, he walked back to his men to prepare them for the upcoming assault. Oh, Hakoda knew when the attack will happen more or less, and could tell it to Mi-Sha to advance his own position for a better chance for a backstab, but decided against it. The main reason was that the crime lord would then ask where exactly Hakoda got the information from, and the chieftain didn't trust himself enough to trick the criminal.
For how much of a brute he looks and acts, Hakoda couldn't disagree that Mi-Sha was smart. Even smarter then Hakoda himself, It was actually a miracle that he succeeded in fooling Mi-Sha in the first place.
The reveal of what happened in the streets also occupied Hakoda's mind. The sheer brutality and barbarism of the act was incomprehensible, and Hakoda had his fair share of war and bloodshed. He agreed with Zuko, this thing in human skin must die, the hand responsible didn't matter.
"So far so good." Zuko said as he looked at the advancing army under him from the height of the eye he rode on.
"Yes, the advance does comes smoothly." Uncle played with his beard. "The decision to exhaust the resources of the enemy and men proved very beneficial."
"Thanks uncle, it was actually my idea."
"Really nephew? Then I must say that I'm proud of you." It felt good to hear uncle's praise.
Zuko got a notification from Sai about a small sandstorm coming in the direction of their forces and shot an explosive blast to its center, destroying the sand sails as both the storm and the sand benders died. This hit and run tactic was usual for the sand benders, and was easily spotted from high above. Zuko was actually more impressed that there were enough sand benders left to still try and attack.
It also meant that Zuko had to stay up here for the time being as to not waste the army's ammunition. In retrospect, it's probably what Mi-Sha planned, to use the rubble as literal cannon fodder. It may have worked as well if Zuko didn't have strong enough blasts to replace the artillery and endurance to see the job done.
Slowly but surely, they were making their way to Amora. By Sai's estimation, they will reach assault distance by midday. Which means that now was the time for any unwanted surprises to show. And of course, show they did.
"Recognizing an imminent large sand storm up ahead. Scans show a single human in the middle of the anomaly."
'You think it's Mi-Sha?'
"Scan matches the description with high accuracy, the chances of the anomaly to he caused by Mi-Sha are 86.43 percent."
'Great…'
Zuko wrote orders to buff the lookout for random raids as well as prepare the artillery for trouble from any direction. Once he finished sending the falcon, he turned to his uncle.
"Seems like I'll have to take care of some things up close, make sure to update Shen with everything."
"Be careful nephew, jumping into danger alone without a plan as a recipe for disaster."
"Don't worry, uncle." Zuko said as he allowed himself to fall backwards from the eye. "I'm never alone."
He barely caught his uncle saying "That's what worries me." As he flew towards the storm.
Like with Toph all those months ago, Zuko planned to reach the eye of the storm. Unlike then, however, he was experience enough and had equipment good enough to fly above the storm.
"Oh my, no isn't this quite a ragtag mob of low lives."
Sai, of course, commented on the thousand strong force that hid behind the veil of the sandstorm. Zuko noticed with the enhancements of the helmet a large force of mounted cavalry, as well as a dozen or so beasts of huge size that were identified as camelephants. A force like this would certainly cause huge casualties if it has the element of surprise.
"And I must say, it's unusual to meet an air bender in this time and place. Although it proves that my hypothesis was correct."
"Air bender?" Zuko said in shock. "They went extinct in the start of the war, how can there be an air bender here?"
"A thumb rule when committing mass murder, a few always slip through the cracks. I know of at least one individual who survived the attack on the southern air temple. Which, ironically enough shares some resemblance to our dear floating friend. A son or grandson, it I had to guess."
'And you didn't think to tell me something like this immediately?! How many air benders are there… wait a minute, you were stuck inside that room all this time, how do you know anything about what happened outside?'
"Our lucky survivor literally fell from the roof after a fire blast caught him and his friend. Before you ask, the other didn't survive the injuries. The one who did, though, kept going raving for three days as he gone into and from unconsciousness. His input was more then enough for me to put the pieces together."
'Did… did he try to claim you?'
"Yes, but he was unable to break me free. And to answer your next question, yes. I would have accepted him should he have been able to."
Why did Zuko feel so angry and jealous right now?
"I lowered my criteria tremendously to escape that prison."
'Did you lower them for me as well?'
"You would have passed the criteria either way, your highness. You shouldn't dismiss your worth."
It actually did make him feel better.
'So what should we do? What can you tell me about him?'
"Experienced fighter and stronger then he looks, good in both blitz and attrition. Flight capability is unknown, but considering his ability to fly without a glider building on outmaneuvering him is dangerous. In conclusion I suggest we hit him hard and fast, preferably by surprise."
'Agreed. Anything else you can tell?'
"There is a probability of 97 percent of him being Mi-Dved's father and a probability of 93 percent of him being Jasmine's father."
'What?! … No, you know what? One groundbreaking reveal at a time. Now we should focus on finishing what my grand- grandfather started.'
With a dash, Zuko darted on his target like a falcon, preparing to knock it out with one strong knockout punch. Unfortunately, Mi- Sha wasn't a novice.
Somehow, the bandit lord managed to evade the strike at the very last moment, probably some air bending trick that allowed him to sense air movements. As the two passed each other, time seemed to stop for a moment as the two met each other's gaze. Zuko's face was concealed by his dark and frightening helmet, who's unique properties allowed the eye slits to glow with amber light as wisps trailed after it. Mi-Sha, on the other hand, had his face fully revealed after the wind accompanied by Zuko's descend blown it off. The sheer bewilderment, anger and surprise was plain to see.
The two, however, immediately followed their own attack. Zuko gave a roundhouse kick fueled by a fire stream jet strong enough to move a small house accompanied by arcs of electricity dancing across the armor, a kick meant to kill. Mi-Sha, on the other hand, threw a seemingly normal punch. However when the blows connected, Zuko was sent flying straight down a few good hundred meters before Sai managed to gain balance.
'What the hell was that?!' Zuko is barely able to form coherent thoughts as he was trying to get over the ringing in his ear and entire body.
"Detected a high-pressure difference at the moment of the strike, probability of being manipulated by the enemy is 99.57 percent. Theory: the enemy air bender discovered a way to manipulate the air pressure, creating high end blasts of concentrated air. Estimated force of a cannon. Damage analysis: blunt trauma and weakening of bones. Emergence of a concussion and minor internal bleeding. Armor dented in the hit area. Preparing repairs… internal bleeding cleared, concussion avoided, bone integration back to normal. Suggestion: avoid being hit at all costs."
'Yeah, kinda figured the last one already. Agni, that hurts…'
"The opponent didn't come unscathed as well. I detect muscle spasm and fracture in the right hand. It's unlikely that he will try the same move again unless desperation truly hits. And unlike you, he can't heal his injuries."
'Some good news, at least. What can we do against the pressure though?'
"I can detect the pressure currents and color them in the HUD of the helmet for you to avoid, in case of emergency I'll take over to balance the pressure with acceleration from your fire bending."
'Got it.' and with that, Zuko flew above to face the lord of the sands once again.
Reaching to a height to see each other face to face, the two stated at each other. As Sai said, Mi-Sha did look worse to wear. His right arm twitched here and there and had a burn mark over it, and his murderous gaze promised to inflict pain. Behind that, however, Zuko thought that he recognized some kind of uncertainty, like having been introduced to a puzzle you can't solve.
Zuko wondered if Mi-Sha had anyone even able to fly, let alone fly at any of their level. The mere idea of someone else, who's clearly not an air bender, being able to reach him up all the way here clearly didn't sit well with the crime lord. Did he even have any experience fighting someone in the air? Not that Zuko was an expert himself, but Sai had eons of experience in avian combat under its metaphorical belt, so Zuko felt reasonably safe.
"You…" Mi-Sha growled in a way that only someone like him can. "You're that upstart prince, aren't you?"
"Well, I am an upstart. And I am a prince." Zuko answered with grace, his voice affected by the helmet. No matter how his insides felt like his outsides, Sai drilled into him the importance of presenting an impervious image. "And you're Mi-Sha, I presume?"
"You presume correctly punk, not that it will matter much longer. You have a lot of balls coming here, you know that? Run away with your little toy soldiers and you may even leave unmolested."
"Yeah… not gonna happen." Zuko answered. "You gave way too many reasons for everybody down there to be involved. You will die for your crimes, Mi-Sha, either here and now or in a pit in a few days."
"You think you're the first to try to put me under?" The crime lord actually let out a bark of laughter. "Don't make me laugh, you're all the same. Righteous pricks who think themselves of some kind of heroes. Do you even know how many have tried only in the last year? And what happened to them? Each and every one of them broke and had a very miserable death. So no matter how much you think you've suffered, how righteous you think your goal is, in the end it all ends the same, with you crushed under my feet."
"Bold words from a maim person."
"I'm not the one with dents on his armor, kid." Mi-Sha scowled.
"A day in the smithy will fix my problems. Are you even sure that arm can be fixed?" Zuko pointed at the bandit's right arm. "And besides, from all the enemies you've made, I'm the only one who matters."
"Then death it is."
With that, Mi-Sha made a move with his undamaged left hand downwards and Zuko suddenly felt an immense force pushing him down to the ground. Luckily, the moment he felt the pressure, Sai powered the flames on his legs enough to counter the pressure. Zuko himself was safe inside his armor, his body unaware of the pressure the armor endured from both sides.
"Why… aren't… you… going down… dead?!" It was clear that Mi-Sha was having a hard time keeping the pressure current, which was strong enough to bend medium grade metal from the scans Sai showed. Good thing that this armor was anything but medium grade.
"This doesn't work on me." He had to admit that the look of sheer surprise and revelation on Mi-Sha's face was priceless as Zuko released a shockwave of electricity. The explosion shockwave itself wasn't able to fully break through the pressure current, but electricity wasn't affected in the slightest. If ran through the current uninterrupted and forced Mi-Sha to halt as he flew away to avoid another shock therapy.
Zuko immediately followed suit with a fist fueled by both fire and electricity that Mi-Sha was able to avoid and riposte with another pressure fist, this time a low powered one, that Zuko only barely outmaneuvered. They continued this dangerous game of cat and mouse as the battle raged on beneath them, it seems that with Mi-Sha being preoccupied with other more pressing concerns, the sandstorm slowly died as there was no one to feed it. The sand people beneath were exposed unprepared for the much more united and experienced army of the fire nation.
By this time it was probably too late to recreate a storm like that again, but Zuko didn't want to leave things to chance for Mi-Sha to put one trick or another. Better have the sand lord be too busy in other things, like avoiding the explosion Zuko sent his way for one.
From the corner of his eye, he could see how the new cannons came to be used, especially the new type of ammunition for anti-infantry and inti-armor. One of Sai's design improvements was making the cannon ball itself… less of a ball. It was more of a spearhead than a ball, which may have made it a bit more expensive to produce, but more then made up to it when one such cannon ball hit a camelephant head on and tore through the beast.
A more insidious innovation was the inti-infantry rounds that were specially made for a mass of enemy force. The round itself was filed inside with all kinds of sharp metal objects that in the moment of hit, flew in all directions with massive force and at good range. Said objects were to go through the armor of a fire nation soldier with ease, let alone the barely armored sand people. The rounds tore them apart to shreds as many succumbed to bleeding caused by the metal objects piercing through them.
The main disadvantage was that while the artillery fired, the infantry and cavalry couldn't move too close under threat of friendly fire. Not that it mattered much by this point, from the over thousand strong force there were only a few dozen men left who were fit for combat. It seemed like the command finally had enough with their new artillery toys, because the shelling stopped and the army advanced. Not that they had much to do, because the opposition either surrendered, ran away, or was too busy in the process of becoming fertilizers.
A shriek to his side reminded Zuko that while the situation on the ground was basically over, he himself was far from finished. He danced around the haymaker that would hade tore the head of a regular person and responded with a good shock fist to the kidney. As Mi-Sha recoiled from the pain, Zuko round kicked him in the face and threw him away a good dozen meters before shooting a valley of fire balls.
It seems that as Mi-Sha is slowing down and having less and less control in his moves as the battle progressed, which to be fair was completely reasonable. Zuko did gave Mi-Sha enough lightning bolts to power up more then a few machines back in Loban's factories. If anything, it was more of a wonder that the sand lord could fight as well as he did.
Zuko himself didn't go unscathed as well, he had many dents in his armor, and he was sure that there would be even more blue marks that he would certainly feel tomorrow morning. But it was clear that the tradeoff was well within Mi-Sha's disadvantage. The valley of fire balls that his adversary would have swatted away at the start of the fight had mostly hit him proved Zuko's point.
"What's the matter, old man, getting tired so soon?" Zuko mocked. "Is it past your bedtime already? I hope that you aren't going to leave your friends down below dry just yet, not that there are many left there to begin with."
At Zuko's taunt, Mi-Sha looked downwards and saw for the first time the state of (or rather lack of) his forces. With grinding his teeth, the bandit lord quickly calculated that there was no reason for him to stick around and flew away.
"Not even the cliché of 'I'll have my revenge '? How rude." Sai said in Zuko's head. "The poor guy must have taken quite a beating."
'Somehow I don't feel sorry for him…'
Zuko was about to give chase when Sai halted him. "Hold it, your highness. We are in no condition to peruse to unknown and most likely booby-trapped territory."
'What?! No way, he's getting away!'
"It is as you said before. Wither now or in the next few days, Mi-Sha will die. Right now the armor is barely holding up, we need to get it functional by the time of the main assault. Even with my help we're only barely able to stay in the sky now."
Zuko did feel exhausted from all the flying…
'Fine, but are we going to leave him like that?'
"He suffers from various burns and I doubt that he will be able to hold a glass of water with all the spasm from the electric shock once adrenaline runs out, I will hardly call it 'leaving him like that'. But in any case, I suggest hurting his pride, his body is hurt enough without risking ourselves."
'Fair enough.'
"Yes, run little air bender! This is all what your was ever good for!" Zuko mocked as he shot weak fire balls for cosmetics. "The sky belong to the fire nation, air bender. Now scram and lick your wounds in some pit, rat! maybe if cornered you will actually put up a fight!"
There, short and to the point. Now he could go back to his men without his invincibility being questioned. He weakened his jets and descended to the cheering crowd beneath the.
"ZUKO! ZUKO! ZUKO!"
Mi-Dved was at the front with the other foot soldiers of the fire nation. One may have raised an eyebrow at why someone who is basically the muscle of the prince was stationed here and not in a more secured location, but Zuko told him that his experience will be well reciprocated among the front infantry.
It's not like Mi-Dved had too much problems with it, he was wearing the special armor Zuko made him as well as his twin axes. A head taller than the rest of the troops, they looked up to him as inspiration. Here he wasn't 'that urchin from the streets' or 'that pit fighter with the hot sister', here he was the prince's right hand and executioner and can actually say that the administration he received was sincere.
Besides, let's be frank, it was hardly the most dangerous situation he was in. But he digresses.
He watched with the rest of the troops as the sandstorm closed in, he immediately knew what it meant. Stories about sandstorms this size appearing out of nowhere directed a finger to a single person, and that was the one person Mi-Dved and any other person in the desert (and beyond) feared the most.
He ordered the troops to hold a turtle formation and brace themselves for ambush as he saw what he recognizes as his friend and boss flying right to the storm.
"You crazy son of a gum, hope you know what you're getting into…" He prayed for whatever spirit may listen that Zuko would prevail. He didn't doubt the prince's power, but Mi-Sha was the boogieman everyone in Amora were hardwired to fear.
Now too long after Zuko disappeared into the storm, a loud boom stronger than the sound of those cannons-dragons-whatever they were called was when they shot. From there a few weaker explosion sounds were heard.
"What do you think happening there?" One of the soldiers asked.
"No idea." Another one said. "Any thoughts Mi-Dved, sir? You're the expert."
Mi-Dved listened for a bit before answering "His highness is facing off the one responsible for this sandstorm, bandit lord known as Mi-Sha. I recognize some of the sounds as prince Zuko's explosions or lightning strikes while other I do not, most likely attacks of some kind of Mi-Sha."
"Really? How do you know this?" One more soldier joined the discussion. "And who is Mi-Sha?"
Looking at the growing crowd of listeners, Mi-Dved had little choice but to humor them.
"Mi-She is a bandit. A crime lord with a syndicate that covers the entire southern continent, earth or fire matters not. He has many titles, but the most important one is 'sand lord', a title that is given to the strongest sand bender in the world. He committed many crimes and atrocities over the decades and Zuko was the one to finally say enough, I believe you all heard the story of the valley of the hundred damned."
The soldiers nodded somberly, everybody heard about the tragedy of Hǎibiān. It was the main reason for this endeavor in the first place.
"To summarize, Mi-Sha is the one who practically rules the desert with Amora as his center of power. Basically, Mi-Sha is the closest thing the desert has to a fire lord."
"Have you met him, Mi-Dved, sir?"
He shook his head in denial.
"Lucky no. My sister and I grew as street urchins with nothing to our name. Let's just say that if someone of our standing is even at the proximity of Mi-Sha… trust me, you don't want to hear the stories. Everybody who grew at the desert treat him like the boogieman, and with a good reason."
"And are you?" Came a question. "I mean, are you afraid of him?"
The man quickly got hit in the back of his hand by his neighbor. "Dude! You can't ask thing like that!"
"No, no, he has a point." It was a honest question, and a right one. Mi-Dved knew that he had to answer it for the morale of the troops. Looking up, he saw that the sandstorm was starting to die out.
"I'll lie if I'll say I'm not afraid. My entire life I grew in fear of this man and his seemingly endless power, his shadow engulfed any place my little sister and I tried to hide in. So I'm not just afraid, I'm fracking terrified. But my respect, loyalty and admiration to Zuko far outweigh my fear of Mi-Sha."
Now he could see to dots in the sky high above. One dot was shining, undoubtedly Zuko, and the other did not. They danced across the sky in a very beautiful and dangerous dance.
"Zuko is the one who freed me from slavery, the one who showed me that the monsters from my nightmares can be beaten. He united me with my sister and offered us a new home while he could have easily exploited us."
The fight above continued and intensified. It was laud and brutal, but Mi-Sha noticed that the shining dot was slowly but surely getting the upper hand. Much to his delight.
"Zuko, the first person I have ever called friend, had brought back to life the dim ember of hope that I thought have died long ago. He took me in, showed me another way. So to answer your real question, yes, I'm terrified. But I'll be damned if that's what going to stop me."
Mi-dved then raised his fist to the air. "Now who's with me?!"
The large roar of approval was his answer. Funnily enough, at the same time the storm disappeared completely and shells began to fall on the now exposed enemy. He probably should have at least some sympathy for the gruesome death of the people of his ethnicity, but he didn't. All those people deserve it and community wasn't a strong value he grew on.
Continue looking at the scene above, Mi-Dved saw that the more the battle continued, the more dominant Zuko was. He was both happy and impressed for his friend, he really feared that it may be it. On the other hand he shouldn't have been that surprised, Zuko had a talent for exceeding expectations.
The cleanup after the shelling stopped was almost boring (if one were to ignore the carnage around them). It was mercy killing those too far gone, hunting down the ones still standing and making sure a five or so run away to tell everyone they can about what happened here.
Before long, he heard Zuko's voice again mocking, actually mocking, Mi-Sha. The prince banished the king of the desert from sky under threat of death. He didn't know that Mi-Sha was an air bender, he thought that they died out a century ago, but that would explain some stories about him. A look to his side showed that the other soldiers were as surprised as him.
Looking at his friend descend, he began cheering. An action that the others soon followed suit.
"He's alive…" Shen heard Lyn say with venom from his side as they looked at the screen before them as they saw the aftermath of the prince's aerial battle.
It was both simple and complicated machine at the same time. It used mirrors and spy glasses to show a picture of what is going on in the air by mirroring the image in the spy glasses to the screen, creating a high resolution image. The problem, however, was that a person needed to always man the spy glasses to always follow the two combatants. Luckily, his position came with the ability to order a change of punishment for a misbehaving trooper.
The battle itself was phenomenal, Shen had no other words. The two battlers clearly were excellent fighters, and yes, he was honest enough with himself to acknowledge an enemy's skill. He actually was pretty sure that there hadn't been a battle in the sky like this ever since the genocide of the air nomads.
"Not for long, Lyn." Shen answered. "You saw the amount of damage the prince inflicted. It would be a miracle if he will be able to bend again with all the burns and spasms, let alone fly. He's trapped here like a rat, think about it as prolonging his suffering before the excision."
"What I don't understand is why the prince doesn't give chase." Lao said in confusion. "Clearly Mi-Sha is on the run, why not push it through and end it once and for all?"
Lyn shook her head. "No, as much as I loathe to admit it, the prince made the right call. We don't know what's waiting him at the gates of Amora with that sandstorm that blocked our sight, for all we know it all was some kind of elaborate setting to lure Zuko to a trap."
Shen nodded in agreement before adding hos own thoughts. "His highness is also in no state for further adventures. Look closely at his armor, there are many dents on it, as well as a few loose parts. And as someone who looked at the test results of said armor, let me tell you that it survived a trampling of a horde of komodo rhinos without a scratch. He must have a dozen concussions at the least."
"And still acting strong?" Lyn asked in surprise as the image zoomed on Zuko descending to the soldiers. "kid got will, I'll give him that."
"What is the state of our shells?" Shen decided to bring back the talk to something practical.
"It's hard to tell without having the status log, but from what I can tell we used about a tenth of our artillery ammunition overall." Lao said. "I would advise to save the explosive shells to when we reach the city and the strongholds inside, they will be critical to breach the walls ant tunnels."
"Agreed." Shen and Lyn said together.
"I will prepare my girls for the next phase, seeing as it wouldn't be long until we reach the city." Lyn said "I still don't like the lack of intelligence we have on the city. Our main and only lead is from confessions of prisoners of debatable reliability and a honest but outdated information from two that were considered street rats."
A bit rude, but not untrue.
"At least some information is better than none?" Lao tried to cheer her up, and failing.
"No, false or misleading information is much more disastrous than no information at all. In the later you just act accordingly and are extra careful, in the former you do you thing and get a surprise in the most unwanted moment." Lyn replied. "Trust me, I know."
And now she's back to brooding about her missing girls. An annoyance, but an understandable one. Frankly, he doesn't feel he would have faired any better. Oh well, it's time to apply the same strategy he had when his little girl first asked him about boys, change the subject.
"I, for one, am relieved that we suffered zero casualties. An achievement in my book, I expected at least some."
"All thanks to those dragons." Lyn said. "I'm just glad to be on the right side of those things."
"You and me both." Lao agreed. "In a semi related question, are we to expect the navy to integrate those things to their use? Ruling the waters would be basically a given at this point. And the more hold we have, less pirates we have and the more profitable business is."
"Ever the merchant." Shen chuckled. "While it would be classified, I can guess that the higher ups are looking at the results here as a test for the utility of the dragons. And knowing the guys at the navy, they will have to make it bigger, meaner and more showy. I won't be surprised if they would design a complete new war ship just for that."
"It would be an excellent counter for when an enemy gains access to metal based ships." Lyn nodded.
"The term 'Dreadnought' was thrown a few times." Shen admitted.
"I too would fear nothing if I was surrounded by all this arsenal." Lao said.
Indeed, Shen thought privately. But why would the prince be so willing to invest in such a thing? they basically rule the water as is, and this new type of ship is particularly designed to be a currier hunter… now wasn't that a scary thought. The only logical conclusion for building such a thing would be to blast the impenetrable ice fortress of the northern pole, but an entire new class of ships just for a single battle didn't seem right. But the only other option for a prolonged service was to hunt down the only force in the world that applied curriers… No, he will stop thinking those dangerous thoughts.
They looked again at the scene of the price being carried around like a performer in one of the laud concerts some of the youth today liked to attend.
"Kid did good." Lyn said.
"That he did." Shen agreed. "Unfortunately, we have little time to waste. Mi-Sha has been given a bloody mouth, but he's still in the game. The army will be given the order to advance immediately. The time of building up our foothold is over, now it's time for attack."
AN
And this is the end of chapter 35, with the opening battle for the fate of Amora. As well as the first personal clash between Zuko and Mi-Sha. Zuko here had a huge advantage because Mi-Sha just didn't know how to deal with another flying opponent, things will become more complicated once Mi-Sha is in a more familiar ground. And while the main focus of the chapter was the fight, there are some important developments in the background.
Chapter 38: Chapter 36
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar: The last airbender
Chapter 36
"Argh…" Zuko definitely feeling the battle as he tried to get out of the bed. He was the in his private tent at the middle of the camp to which he went right after he returned from his fight with Mi-Sha. Luckily, the soldiers carried him half the way as a form of appreciation.
He had asked to bring Jasmine and Katara to him for relief, they were after all the best healers he knew that would keep his black and blue body secret from the regular soldiers. He had an image to maintain after all.
"Oh, and tell Jasmine to bring 'it'. She will know what I'm talking about." Zuko mentioned, addressing the first aid kit the raven haired girl carried with her. Something must have been lost at translation, because when he told the guard to the guard just winked at him.
After a few agonizing minutes, that became way longer then they should, the guard from before return and called from outside the tent. "Ladies Jasmine and Katara are here as you instructed, your highness."
"Let them in." Zuko said. "You're excused for the night, enjoy the free time while you can."
"Very well, sir. Have a pleasant night yourself." With another wink, the man was gone. No, really, what did that man think was going on? Never mind, with the guard leaving the girls finally entered the tent…
"What are you two wearing?" Zuko couldn't help himself but ask in confusion to a grinning Jasmine and an embarrassed Katara.
Jasmine's attire was a tad more daring then usual (which was very daring as is). Her usually exposed belly was revealed even more as her golden brown top was more similar to something one will wear at the beach, If it wasn't shining like a field laden with small gold oars. Her bottom was tulip skirt with matching colors to the top that reached her knees. However, as the fabric went down it became more and more transparent until her knees were basically without cover.
She wore with the skin sandals that crawled from her ankle up to almost the knee and had a golden necklace, as well as golden ring bracelets and a golden arm wear in the form of a snake on her right arm. Her iconic jasmine was placed well at the side of her hair.
Katara, in contrast to Jasmine, wore a much more conservative but no less beautiful, dress. The dress was blue in color, like it owners eyes, and shined like Jasmine's fabric. With if flowing weakly with the wind, it imitated the see with it movements. The dress itself was sleeveless as well and had a tulip styled bottom as well. Unlike Jasmine, however, it was clearly a one-piece and reached down to stop only a finger or two above the ankle. Another difference was that the tulip ends we're transparent but had an interesting coloring of white, like a sea foam.
As accessories, Katara wore a pair of baby blue evening shoes and a silver colored arm wear on her right arm with wave pattern. As well as a pearl necklace around her neck and a loop of pearls attached to the shoulder ends of the dress that circled the shoulders.
"You like?" Jasmine said with a grin as she did a spin. "We discovered that both of us are good at knitting, so we tried a few ideas. What do you think?"
"I have never seen more beautiful dresses in my life, the two of you are incredibly talented." Zuko honestly said. Apparently it was the right think to say, because even Jasmine blushed a little from the honest praise.
Huh, it appears that all you had to do to make a flirt blush was being honest about her good qualities, who knew.
"Not that I'm complaining." Zuko continued. "But why did you bring them now?"
"Well, you told us to bring 'it', didn't you?" Jasmine made a quoting sign. Smiling like a cashier cat all the while.
"I meant the medic kit." Zuko massaged between his eyes. "Please tell me you brought it."
"It's with me." Katara said as she turned and pulled a small kit and a sack of water from somewhere in her dress.
"How did you…"
"Oh, we figured a way to have secure pockets inside the dress." Jasmine answered his question. "We're planning to add it to the next line of dresses. Actually, a representative from Loban will come tomorrow to discuss it, we should have just enough time before the summer line starts."
"That's… Actually impressive." Zuko admitted. "Wait, how did you convince them to come here, we're literally in the middle of nowhere and about to attack the most powerful crime organization since the fifth nation."
"Oh, I have my ways." Jasmine played with her hair. "They already know me there and know how good I am to business. Besides, I may or may not have thrown some weight as the prince's favorite girl."
"Oh Agni, this is so going to bite me later, doesn't it." Zuko covered his face with his hands. "Just undress me and let's get this over with."
He immediately heard the two girls squeal. One from embarrassment and one from excitement, one guess on which girls let each squeal.
"To patch me up!" He immediately added when he understood how his wording sounded like.
"Spoilsport." Jasmine muttered as Katara sighed in relief. The two then walked to each side of Zuko and started to take off his armor.
"Careful." Zuko warned them. "The armor took quite a beating, some parts may be a bit tricky."
"Noted." Jasmine said as she evaded a spring that jumped from the part she unequipped.
"Say, wasn't this armor supposed to survive a komodo rhino stomping without a scratch?" Katara said as she pulled a plate with a clear fist shaped dent the size of her head.
"It did." Zuko answered. "I was there when they checked."
"Oh…" was all the water bender could say.
"Yeah, good thing I had it on. I don't want to know how I look underneath, though."
"I do." Jasmine said. "Still, I'm sure that the other guy have it worse. Not that I ever doubted your victory."
"Yes you did." Katara rebuked. "You spent the entire day worrying in your bed."
"I was worried about my brother, okay?" Jasmine answered before turning to Zuko. "I'm still mad about it, you know."
"He was safe enough." Zuko rolled his eyes. "Besides, let's be frank. It's hardly the most dangerous situation he was in this month."
"Not the point." Jasmine finished to free his right hand.
"And the Zuko plushy?" Katara said smugly.
"Xing wasn't around, ok?!" the desert native defended herself. "It was the closest thing available."
Jasmine being on the back foot… Zuko didn't think he would see the day. Jasmine probably influenced Katara more then she should have. Oh well, as fun as it is, Zuko should probably put an end to this before his two healers start fighting.
"Girls, can we save it after I don't feel like I puked my kidneys?" That seemed to pull them back to the situation at hand as they muttered an apology.
Soon enough, the dented pile of his armor was on the floor and he was only in his underwear. At one side, Jasmine purred like a very pleased cat and on the other side Katara was heavily blushing and covering her eyes with her hands (while peaking through her fingers every now and then).
Zuko was suddenly very aware that he was in his underwear on his bed alone in his room with two very beautiful girls with just as beautiful clothes. He decided to focus on his aching everything to avoid any 'rising' problems, which was even easier done then said consider his physical situation.
"Well, I can certainly say that you are a man of color." Jasmine said as she finally applied the salve. "At this point your skin is more black and blue then regular."
"Certainly feels like it." Zuko groaned as he was tended. "The guy knows how to punch, I'll give him that."
"I still don't understand how you walked around all this time, by all accounts you should have been unconscious five times over." Katara said as she used her water to heal a large bump he had on his head.
"Iron will and pure spite." Zuko answered
"I can relate." Katara agreed before she tried something. "Strange, my healing doesn't seem to affect your scar."
"You can heal things that are part of the body, A scar like that is basically a collection of dead cells that are stuck and the body is unable to replace them. Because of that, the scar is a foreign object and unaffected by the chi flows." Jasmine explained. With her looks and attitude, people often forget that she was genuinely smart and knew her professional well.
"Oh…" Katara looked sad.
"Hey, it's not your fault." Zuko assured her. The pain in the head severely lessened. "My head fells much better."
"You can help me down here afterwards." Jasmine said. "The salve is almost completely applied, and those muscles could really use your magic hands."
By Katara's yelp it was going to be either very long, or very fun to watch. Taking his mind off the duo, he wondered how Mi-Sha was doing right now. He really hoped that the crime lord was in a much worse pain then he is.
Deep inside one of his tunnels, Mi-Sha held back a moan of pain as the medic acupunctured him. Apparently, it was the fastest (and maybe only) available way for him to regain control over his arm after it was electrified by Zuko. As the healer explained , a chi blocking on the pressure points will cause an overload that will be cleared in a few hours until the pressure point reboots. What the prince did was basically frying the way the chi flow, it would take the physical trauma of every fried point to bring back the arm to a serving condition. The process was slow and painful, as the nerves had to be reactivated via direct physical stimulation.
Oh how he hated the prince. The pain, the humiliation… he had to turn tail and flee, from a single person at that! An air bender, banished from the sky! And by a fire bender no less! And now he was forced to hide in a cave like a rat so that people wouldn't see the state he was in. The kid will pay, Mi-Sha promised, and damn the consequences.
And the loss of men, one and a half thousand soldiers gone in one battle. Don't get him wrong, he cared nothing about any of them, but he expected them to at least do an equal damage to the other side before they hit the bucket. Even their special camelephant unit was useless, and it was specifically made for such things. A useless investment it seems.
As another needle pierced him, he thought back about his fight with the prince. By all accounts, he should have easily won. He was stronger, more experienced and an air bender in the sky for crying out loud! But he did have many disadvantages. He had to sustain a sandstorm with a miles long diameter, which greatly tire him. He also lacked any armor in contrast to the prince who had an armor strong enough to survive his blows.
No, seriously, what was that helmet made of?
But even then, it was no excuse. He underestimated the prince, or more accurately overestimated himself. He was so sure in his own strength and abilities that he didn't even think that they may be countered, and when it did happen he found himself with the pants down. He needed to find a way to counter back, and fast.
What was worth, is that his humiliating defeat was made public. By now people would have heard about what happened, which meant that his image of invincibility was basically ruined. Now he had to kill the prince to regain a part his previous standing, in brutal fashion preferably.
Which brought another problem. If at first men stayed loyal to his strength, now they will start defect. Like rats escaping a sinking ship. He will have to make an example of the first who tries, as well as making sure that both spawns of Zaire will be made a brutal example of anyone who betrays him.
Another stab, another pain, another reminder of Mi-Sha's failing. Oh, he was sure that Hakoda, that sea dog, is laughing his ass of right now. Damn it, but that can wait. The best way to relieve himself was with that Sea dog's wife, but because of the healing even that was denied from him. Never mind, he should focus on the important things anyway.
He had sent orders to his subordinates to men the gates ant the streets. He also gave order to place the unimportant (mainly civilians, low level thugs and Hakoda and his men) in the more flammable areas and save his better men for surprise attacks through the tunnels. Unfortunately it will have to be like that for now, at least until they exhaust the fire nation enough for a head on assault.
In any case, it would take years to recover financially, and that's not counting all the upstarts that would show up like mushrooms after the rain to try and take his title.
Another pained sound was held back as he felt a shock in the arm, the needles activated another neuron. He felt his fingers a little, which was already good, but in that speed he will never recover enough before the fire nation reaches the gates. He couldn't imagine the damage his image will suffer from it.
Never mind, for now he'll give orders from here.
Sneaking into Amora the night, Suki decided, was much less scary then it sounded. All it took was one trip on an eye at the cover of darkness and then a jump from a rope. True, it had its own risks, but it was much quicker and less dangerous then trying to sneak behind the sprawling mob of criminals surrounding the walls and then climb the walls themselves without anyone noticing. Only to then ran around the city until they reach their destination.
Here they just anxiously waited in an eye meant for deployment as the fire responsible for the flight was well hidden from the outside. They stayed like that until they saw a blue dot in one side of the city, a sign from the guys inside. When asked privately about how a flame can be blue, Zuko explained to her that the burning of different things can release fire of different colors. Suki didn't understand completely, but she also was too distracted by demonstration of creating a rainbow of fire.
To be fair, she also came mostly to steal more time with Zuko then actually being interested in flame color. But she digresses.
They climbed down with ropes once they were low enough, ten batches of ten ropes, and met their inside men. People who shared the same cloth fashion as Sokka and Katara, south water tribesmen if she had to guess. How did Zuko managed to get them inside and to get them to help the fire nation is something she will definitely question Zuko in private later, he must have quite a story.
Looking up, she saw that the eye that brought them rose up. Once again completely unseen in the night sky.
"Hello there, friends." The man before them greeted. "A strange night for a late stroll."
"There is safety in numbers." Lyn answered.
"In place like this danger will mount with strength." Came a reply.
"Then it's good that my fan is my only weapon." Lyn said back.
"Hello, friends. I am Bato of the south." The man said once the safe words were exchanged. "Please, follow me."
They followed the man through the streets, that where suspiciously empty. Sure, it was the hour of the owl, but they should have seen at least some people. Homeless, criminals, someone. Of course they stayed in the shadows just to be safe, but the uneasiness was clearly felt.
From the moment they met this Bato, it took half an hour of twists and turns until they reached a building that Suki recognized as the probable base of operations of those men. There, they went inside as they met the leader of the men, who ironically was Sokka's dad.
"Hello ladies, I hope that your journey was uneventful." Hakoda said across the room that served as an office for the occasion. Next to him were a bunch of men who were most likely his advisors and generals, she recognized Bato at Hakoda's right.
"Thankfully it was." Lyn said from the other side of the table. Suki was on her right and next to them were another eight of her sisters, the rest of the leaders of the squads.
"I must congratulate the prince for his victory." Hakoda continue. "I don't know what exactly he did, but Mi-Sha had yet to make a public appearance. Instead, he makes duo with messengers to pass on his orders ."
"Do you know where he hides?"
Hakoda shook his head at Lyn's question. "I'm afraid not. He's inside the tunnels, of that I'm sure, but I don't know anything beyond that."
Her leader let a frustrated sigh. "Fine, we'll get him eventually."
"On a more important note." Lyn continued as she put a map of the city on the table. "We need to plant explosives in those points across the wall. Do you think you can spare ten or so men to guide us? We need to plant those explosives tonight."
"That we can." Hakoda nodded. "And I assume that the invasion itself will happen tomorrow morning?"
"You assume correctly." Lyn nodded in return.
"But how are you going to make sure that those things explode?" The chieftain questioned. "You can hardly be there without being noticed once day come, and I hope you don't plan on my men for it."
"No such thing." Len explained. "You see, those bombs are rigged to explode in a certain time, there is no way of stopping the countdown. And it will be stuck to the wall with jell. Even if the bombs will be discovered, it will be far to late to do anything. Of course they will be hidden under a small pile of hey."
"You brought active bombs here?!" one of the men yelled.
He was quickly silenced by Hakoda, who simply raised his hand. "I must agree with my friend here, how can we be sure that those things wouldn't malfunction? Or that this isn't some elaborated scheme of the prince to have us all killed?"
"I wouldn't risk my sisters in that way." Lyn retorted. "And as for your second point, his highness said something about preferring to have you alive. That he needs you for some things he plans to pull off."
That didn't went well with the other men.
"Chief." One of the other men said. "Are you really going to go with this? They clearly serve the fire nation! Besides, do we have any proof that even one of those women can fight?"
With a snap of her leader's fingers, Suki immediately took action. She threw a rope that warped itself around the head and eyes of the man who spoke and then pulled, hard, causing the man's head to hit the table with force. While the man was dazed, she used the table as a spring with her right hand and jumped to his side. While the tribesman was still in daze, she let out three quick and precise chi blocking hits to restrain him and used the same rope to choke him as he fell to the ground.
Another snap of Lyn's fingers had Suki release her hold on the man, who weight more then twice her weight, and jump back to Lyn's side.
"And she didn't even use the fan. I believe that this is enough proof." Lyn said evenly. "Unless another demonstration is in order? Someone?"
After a few seconds of silence, Hakoda finally spoke. "No, I think that we're good. But if I may, why so many bombs? And why are they so spread out? Wouldn't it be more useful to have a few big holes that will blow away the men in the choke points?"
"Oh, the bombs aren't for that. The fire army is more then enough to take care of those inconveniences." Lyn swayed her hand. "No, the bombs are for opening holes in the wall for the citizens to escape."
"This doesn't sounds like something very fire nation, I'm surprised the prince planned that." Hakoda said.
"He didn't ." Lyn replied. "He promised to not leave a stone upon stone once he's done, but I managed to convince him to allow the innocents to leave."
"You clearly haven't been in Amora, have you…" Hakoda said. "Never mind, whatever non-fighter people left here would jump on the opportunity, if they make it that far."
"What do you mean by that?" Suki had to agree with the confused tone of her leader.
"You may have noticed that on the way here, the streets were uncharacteristically silent." At Lyn's nod, Hakoda continued. "It's because Mi-Sha had an 'innovative' idea of facing the food shortage."
"He didn't…"
"Oh, it's much worse than that I'm afraid. Mi-Sha ordered the execution of any non-combatant his men could find and the cannibalization of their flesh as a food source for the troops. This way killing two birds with one stone at he both has more food and less mouths to feed."
"Oh Kyoshi…"
He did what?! Sokki knew that their nemesis was cruel beyond belief, bit this… This was something beyond her wildest nightmares. Like something that may come from some deranged storyteller with both too much free time and lack of sleep. She just couldn't comprehend the sheer barbarity of the situation, and to his own people no less.
Looking to the sides, she saw that the reaction of her fellow sisters was much like her own. They were all disgusted and one or two held their mouths in horror. Lyn herself had her hands shaking in rage.
As if counting to ten in an inside voice, her leader finally calmed down. "He will pay for his crimes soon enough, but it makes our mission even more important. What are the complications we may face?"
"Aside from the random patrol I can't see much, maybe some have a tracking animal as a companion." Hakoda pondered.
"Really? I was led to believe that there may be rabid beasts unleashed on the streets. As well as all kinds of traps and ambushes."
"I don't know about the rabid animals, although it does fits Mi-Sha's resume, but I would release them only after the enemy arrived. Otherwise, it would be counterproductive as the beasts will eat his out troops. As for the ambushes and traps, much of the same. They were designed for a mass of fire nation soldiers, not sneaking warriors of your abilities."
"Speaking of animals." Lyn suddenly remembered. "His highness told me to pass on to you that once the bombing starts, Xing will sneak through the chaos and will find you. Then Zuko told that you can use the dog for 'you know what' and just to make sure that you'll have the 'other you know what ' at hand.
The chieftain released a long breath and thanked Lyn for her input. Suki wondered what that was all about, but ultimately decided that it wasn't her place to dig. Especially when she had much more pressing matters at the moment.
"Very well, then we shall move at once." Lyn said. "Choose ten men as guides and we'll start right away."
Kori Morishita was deep in thoughts as she sat in her study. Before her were a bunch of sheets, a bottle of ink and a written piece of paper. One may look from the side and think that she was in the process of doing homework, and technically they wouldn't be too far.
Only in her case, the one who gave her said homework far outclassed any private tutor her father had. Even her father himself, the mayor of Yu Dau the first colony, would be hard pressed to say Anything. Yes, before she got a letter from the fire prince Zuko.
When her parents first heard from a servant that the prince himself had written a private letter to their daughter, they were understandably frightened. Apparently, there were a few unsavory rumors about the first child of Ozai in regards for his advances towards young women like herself. She herself was shocked and terrified, and can you blame her? She didn't think that she was too pretty or something like that, but what other reason can there be for the prince of the nation to write directly to her?
Don't get her wrong, she was flattered. Any girl would have been. But she didn't know the prince at all besides from hearsay, and definitely wasn't ready for any commitment. She didn't want to end up being the second Ursa, no matter how good the pros are.
Thankfully, for everyone involved, the letter was far from what everyone feared. Oh sure, the prince was charming enough in his writing, but nothing remotely romantic was mentioned. Instead, his highness had come to her for advice on the integration of the colonies.
That's right, the prince wrote to her specifically for political advices. Her parents were much more relieved after that, even if a bit (very) surprised. His highness explained that from his travels, he had seen how mismanaged the integration of the colonies is. He asked (not like it was an order in anything but name, despite the pretty way it was written) her opinions and solutions as someone who was living this issue and in the age group he desired to affect.
Of course, her parents were also very pleased to hear how the prince described their daughter as dutiful and with wit, but she digressed.
Now this left her with one hell of a job, as the prince expected to hear her answer on the issue during his stay here for the opening of the power station that kept her father very busy. It was a great opportunity for her family and herself, but it also accompanied a great risk. because of that, she found herself with much more free time from her tutors, but it wasn't like she could enjoy it. The document itself must be perfect, it was a mission from the prince after all, and that meant that all her free time was spent on said document.
She found herself running across the entire colony and having conversations with all kinds of people approximately her age. Some were enlightening, others just rude, but the point was that she now had a large verity of sources to start writing her document.
She was also personally invested. Much of the document was her own musing, questions that were always in her mind. Who is she? Was she technically an earth kingdom or a fire nation? How does her earth bending affects this situation? Should it? She is shedding her heart in this paper, she just hopes that the prince wouldn't shred it to pieces.
But she was actually having a good feeling about this. Prince Zuko was actually making effort to be a better ruler for the colonies as well, even if it caused her father a headache sometimes. He also boosted their economy with all his investments, bigger and larger then any royal before.
Kori looked at the Zuko doll at the side of the table, a must to have item for any girl. He made many workplaces for both colonialists and natives, as this very doll is the product of said arrangement. But it wasn't the only doll she hid from her father.
Next to the prince, stood the doll of his very own right-hand man, Mi-Dved. It may be unbecoming of her, but she idolized him. Mi-Dved was everything she ever wanted for the people of the colonies. He was an earth bender, came from the gutters, and basically was as far from a fire nation citizen as possible. And yet, not only did he find his place in the fire nation, but he was close to the prince no less.
Sure, some people said that he was an uncontrolled brute. But then again, you don't face off against ten meters high pile of living weed by being nice. Besides, he was proximally her age, there is no way that he was as big as they say.
She also respects his sister, who may have succeeded even more than him in integrating herself in the nation, but she couldn't help but feeling as if Jasmine was leaching at the prince. Then again, she may be based because she felt a little envy for some reason every time she had to look at the girl's latest article.
Shaking her head from the thoughts, she focused on the paper. Where was she again? Ah yes, the cultural clash young kids face from their home versus their environment. Well, her solution for this problem would be…
Gao read the latest reports from the front. He sat at his office in the palace of the, now late, earth king. All things considered, it could have been way worse. With proper military leadership at the capital, supply and orders could be finally given at a continental scale. And thankfully, it was enough to hold the fire nation advancement, at least for now.
The vast resources of the earth kingdom were finally in use, as he ordered the eggheads at the academy to pull themselves together and finally do something useful besides studying history, paint, or debate how to pronounce a word. He had hopes that they would discover how the fire nation created those eyes and use this knowledge to create their own fleet.
He also ordered to reverse engineer those steam cruisers to mass produce their own , quite frankly way outdated, navy. He knew that the vast earth kingdom had the resources to outperform the fire nation, it was only a question of utilizing said resources. There is also the problem of building said fleet without having the fire nation, who had nearly complete control on nearly all the shores of the continent, but that was a problem for later.
Gao heard a knock on the door.
"Come in."
A messenger went in and by his look Gao immediately knew that he should start preparing for a headache. Which was proven correct when the messenger opened his mouth.
"Lord general, sir. A letter from the middle ring representative. They ask about your plans for the floods."
Not this again. Ever since that fateful day where the earth king died, the entire city was engulfed in a storm that wouldn't stop. Rain pouring on land none stop and lightning flashing above at random. There even have been some reports of hale in a few places. Understandably, this caused chaos, especially in the lower ring where it had more hovels than houses.
Personally, he thought it was a punishment for their collective sins that allowed the earth king to be killed. He just hoped that it will stop when a new earth king will be on the throne, but than again, what did he really know about spirits. He's just lucky that he didn't declare himself or the console of five the knew rulers of the kingdom, he didn't what to imagine the mess they would have to deal with theologically alone.
But that didn't mean that he was free from nonsense.
"Civilian issues are to be reported to the council of nobles, in the lack of a king. I'm the head of the army, we deal with the security of the kingdom and that alone."
"There had been no answer from the noble console, or rather no solution. They said that they were too busy with deciding who will be the next earth king, that with the spirits watching in must be the right choice."
Gao may, may, have excepted this excuse if he wasn't familiar with the nobles. Even so, they could have at least delegated the task to someone else who was less busy. But no, knowing them, they just didn't want to get in contact of the lesser people and deflected the issue to him out of spite for making them actually do something. Even though he was pretty sure that their efforts in finding the right earth king were summarized to who throws the best party.
Inbred imbecile, all of them.
"The lower ring had started showing signs of a plague as well, lord general. The water combined with the wastes proved to he a fertile ground for disease, and the mosquitos who swarm the new swamps don't help the matter."
"Blast it!" Gao cursed. "Half of the population will die if it keeps going!"
Gao massaged his head as he thought about a solution, after some time he had a skeleton of one. "Ok, listen up. Gather every available earth bender and tell them to create a way for the water to get out of the city, bring down every house in the way if you have to. We have to drain those swamps at all cost."
"But sir, an action like this would require breaching the outer wall." The uncertainty of the messenger's voice was clear.
With a loud hit on the table, Gao already had enough. "In a few months there would be no people to man the wall if we don't act now! You will do as you are told, or so spirits help me you'll be stuck as a private for the rest of your life!"
"But what if the fire nation –"
"The pressure would be strong enough to move a cruise, I hardly think that the fire nation could use those breaches. If anything, the water stream will be more secured then the wall next to it. Besides, it could be used as a biological warfare to build another layer of defense around Ba Sing Se. We can close the holes gradually once the wastes start emptying."
"As you command, lord general." The messenger bowed as he left.
A few seconds later Goa pulled a bottle from under the table, he needed a drink to replace his current headache with a far more manageable one.
Zuko woke up with his body feeling much better than the day before. He petted Xing, who was sleeping next to him with the head resting on Zuko's chest. The dog yawned, in the process exposing it's razor sharp teeth, stretched, and got up. Zuko quickly followed suit.
Thankfully, Xing was the only one in his tent, he was really afraid that Jasmine may have tried something. Either she was professional enough, or respected him enough to hold herself back. Or Katara stopped her, Zuko frankly didn't want to think about it too much.
"Ready for the big day, your highness?"
"I hope so." Zuko said to himself as he checked himself in the mirror. There was almost no sign from yesterday's battle, water bending healing was really effective. "Months of preparations, all leading to this moment."
"It's a milestone. A stepping stone, one of many."
"You think we're ready?"
"I know we are."
With a smile, he put on his clothes and went outside.
Zuko was in the middle of donning his armor. Unfortunately, his old armor couldn't be saved, especially with the time limit, so Zuko had to make duo with a new set.
It had the generic look of a fire bending armor, but painted black when it wasn't red. Of course, it was much better defended than the run in the mill armor, with metal plating and scale like formation in the places that were needed for movement. Zuko and Sai also made sure that it had the desired ventilation for the quick aerial maneuver that saved Zuko more then once yesterday.
It had all the functions of the previous armor, especially an enhanced dart shooter and hand blade, but also had some unique upgrades of its own. The anti venom and adrenaline potions that previously had to be manually injected are now safely inside the armor and are directly injected to the bloodstream under Sai's control.
Another upgrade was the retractable steaks at his feet. It sounds a little strange, but it turned out to be a brilliant idea. One of the most common ways, according to Sai, for a water bender or an air bender to win a duel is to wash/blast away their opponent. The steaks are meant to plant Zuko to the ground at Sai's command and basically nullify said strategy… for the most part, a strong enough flood can wash away trees after all.
After donning his gauntlets, Zuko looked at the mirror and nodded in appreciation. He went out from the dressing room and was met with his uncle.
"Nephew!" His uncle greeted him. "How are you in this fine day?"
"As good as I can be, I think." Zuko answered honestly. "It's my first siege, after all."
"You have done magnificently so far, nephew, we are all proud of you."
"Thanks." Zuko returned his uncle a smile. "So what about you? How's the feeling of being back to service?"
"Oh, I never stopped serving, nephew, I only changed the way I serve." Uncle said wisely.
"He plays with his words, he reeks of conspiracy."
'Not now, Sai.'
His uncle continued talking, unaware of the conversation instead Zuko's head. "But I must say that I do feel a bit nostalgic. Fortunately, I'll stay at the command center, I'm afraid that I'm a little rusty with my old bones."
"Yeah, right." Zuko rolled his eyes. "As if you can't solo everyone in camp."
"You overestimate me, nephew." Now uncle rolled his eyes. "Besides, my passion for battle is not what it used to be, I much prefer a happy dual of pai sho with a warm cup of tea in my hands."
"I heard that Mi-Sha ordered his men to burn all the tea leaves in the Si Wong and replace them with cheep regular dry leaves to sell them to tea shops across the world as the real things for decades."
The desired reaction from his uncle didn't come late.
"That animal!"
"He will pay for his crimes with his life!"
"I will impale him on spike and burn his body for all to see!"
"I will burn this pathetic city to the ground!"
"They. Will. Be. Avenged!"
It seems that you can take the man from the war, but not the war from the man. Although Zuko had to admit that this obsession for tea was starting to get a little concerning.
"Well, it seems like the dragon of the west is ready for action." Zuko suddenly heard Shen's voice.
"Yeah, and so am I. How are the troops?" He asked the old lieutenant.
"Everything is in place, my lord. We all are ready to follow your signal."
"Very well, let's do it."
With those final words, Zuko flew to the sky trying to look his best. He had a preference to give after all.
There it is, the city of Amora, it's view was clear to see as Zuko watched it from the sky. He could clearly see all the parts of it, from the slums that littered most of the place to the shining and beautiful buildings at the center. It was as if the city itself was separated to rings where the closer to the middle you are, the richer you are. He wondered if Ba Sing Se followed the same concept.
"Most cities are. And from the last time I was there, Ba Sing Se always had been one to excess. Hardly things changed from that time."
Well, wasn't that depressing.
Zuko looked at the timer at the side of his helmet, it showed how much time they had before the bombs that the Kyoshi warriors had planted by now would explode. Of course the fact that said bombs where in place was one big if, but Zuko trusted Lyn and her girls enough for those kind of things. Now if said trust could be expended to not stealing the sweets from the storage room…
In any case, he should start his speech now.
"Vermin of Amora!" His voice was clear and amplified my the helmet, everyone down there could hear him.
"For too long has this wretched city leached on those around her, Judgment had come toi-Sha for his crimes!"
"With his deeds, the cowered have brought this place to my attention, with his assault of the citizens of the fire nation he had brought this place its execution."
The counter was getting closer and closer to zero.
"The sniveling rat is hiding in his cave, to afraid to face me, so he sent you all to die to buy himself a few more days. But I am just, so I allow you all a single choice. Those who flee will not be pursuit, those who surrender will be met with latency, those who fight will be butchered in brutal fashion."
It was for the army of sand people and mercenaries who stood outside the gate by the thousands, but also for the people who had no part in this conflict. It was the best he could do for Lyn and her Kyoshi warriors.
"I judge this city guilty of crimes against the fire nation and its people, as well as crimes against humanity. The fate of Amora would be the same as the fate of Hǎibiān. A stone upon stone, that was my promise. I wouldn't leave a stone upon stone!"
The clock is reaching zero.
Zuko pointed an accusing finger to the city below.
"Amora's execution begins today!"
The clock reached zero.
The walls suddenly exploded in ten different places simultaneously.
the shelling started.
His army charged.
He shot down towards the enemy on the walls, a meteor from the heavens passing judgment.
AN
Preparing the ground before the main event, as well as a few perspectives about what's happening behind the scenes. Anyway, how did you like the chapter?
Chapter 39: Chapter 37
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar: The last airbender
Chapter 37
And so, it began.
Hakoda was with his man, laying in ambush between the skeletal remains of the street. With a loud boom, the walls around the city exploded like the Kyoshi warriors promised. One of the few things that you can count on the fire nation is the reliability of their toys, at least. Hakoda and his men had seen two of the explosives ignite, but they exploded at the same time. He was sure that the other eight did their work as well.
And now, after hearing the prince's speech, all the denizens of Amora were crawling out of whatever dirt patch they were under and swarming the streets like cockroaches. He was pretty sure that by this point, at least some people would have to be seriously injured from the trampling mob.
Personally, Hakoda thought that the speech itself was a bit stale, but thankfully it was short enough. He knew how some generals liked to hear their own voice, from both sides. He also had to give points for the timing, it was perfect. Sure, Zuko probably had some sort of device to tell him exactly when the bombs exploded, but it was still very impressive.
Now how did the prince managed to get his voice heard across the entire city was another matter entirely, but Hakoda decided that now wasn't the time for guessing work. With the mob outside, his men and he were basically useless. On the positive side, he at least didn't expect an enemy to come near a mob this size.
Suddenly, he heard a female voice yell seemingly from the crowd. "The walls! Their open, run through the holes!"
Hakoda didn't know where exactly the voice came from, but he was sure that one of the Kyoshi warriors was responsible. It did fit their résumé, after all. And slowly but surely, the mob did start running towards the hole. It started with the closest and desperate few, but as they cheered at their newfound safety, they attracted more and more people to the holes.
Oh, he was sure that some poor souls were run over on the way, but it was honestly the lesser evil. Better a dozen than a thousand.
In any case, he had to wait now for the furry nightmare and Zuko's literal lap dog, also known as Xing. To say that the dog unnerved Hakoda would be an understatement. He still remembered how close that thing was to killing him, and how easily and willfully it would have done the deed should the prince had not specified that he wanted Hakoda unharmed.
In also came with the realization that Zuko could have (and still can) at any moment of time just order his dog a killing order and there would be little Hakoda could do about it. Oh sure, he knew how to create and utilize repellents against predators, but he didn't think that it would work for an animal as… intelligent as Xing. And even he couldn't mask his scent forever.
Perhaps he should fight fire with fire in this case, he just needs to find the right animal to adopt…
A bark from behind caused him and his men to have a heart attack as they turn around to face the new threat, only to discover the very thing Hakoda thought about. He supposed the saying about talking about spirits was right after all.
What was more concerning was the fact that the dog managed to get around their ambush and surprise them even as they made sure to always check their surroundings. For crying out loud, it was a lion sized mutt with black fur that contrasted with the light color sand!
"Freaking mutt…" one of his men said, and he had to agree.
Putting his frustration aside, he noticed that the dog was sitting still, as if waiting for something.
"Right… Zuko sent you. Do you know why?" It was strange and a little humiliating to talk to an animal as if it were a person, but at Xing's bark and nod he had the feeling that the animal could actually understand him a little.
Hakoda brought his wife's necklace to the hound's nose. "Can you track her, boy?"
Xing sniffed the necklace for a minute, then the air around him for another. The hound then barked and ran in one direction at a human pace, clearly meant for Hakoda and his men to follow.
"Come on men, after the dog!"
The dark tunnels, Amir decided, were very much not his style. The damp and dusty air did not agree with either his skin, or hair. Unfortunately, he was forced by father (and more importantly, mother), to hide like a rat because that no one of a prince that stole his Jasmine decided to actually attack the city.
No, really, was that retard so stupid? You don't attack Amora, especially if you don't want to be made an example of by lord Mi-Sha. Why had this upstart not die already was a mystery to him.
In any case, he sat on a chair as mother and father debated between themselves. He looked at a mirror at the side of the hole they were forced to call room. It was a dreadful thing, a boring rectangular shape with no accessories whatsoever. Nothing like the mirrors he had up there in his room. For spirits sake, he couldn't even see his entire body here!
Oh, how he missed it. He could have looked for hours over his perfect Adonis body, how his beautiful mane of rich raven hair fell on his shoulders and shone in the light. And if he had a lady friend over, then things will get really fun.
Unfortunately, here he was, forced to listen to the boring stuff of old people.
"And you sure that no one will be able to follow our traces, my love?" father asked.
"I'm certain, dear. I left a few of our lesser girls there to be raped, the soldiers would hardly have any reason to search deeper. And before you ask, no, none of the girls know about any tunnel. One will have to be very thoughtful in their search and have the nose of a shirshu to find the tunnel. And Mr. Pickles will take care of any shirshu on the off chance they actually had some."
"Very well dear, I will trust your capable hands in this one." Father concluded. "Now we must discuss what to do with Amir, however."
"What do you mean?!" Both his mother and himself yelled, with mother standing protectively in front of him. as she should.
"Love, think about it. Mi-Sha is ordering every able-bodied man to fight up there, and for all his faults, our son is very well within that category. In fact, it would even be expected from him to lead at some capacity as the son of two of the most influential people in the city."
"But surely you can say something, I won't let my little boy go out there. It's a massacre, and not for our advantage!"
"You think that I hadn't thought about it?" Father answered. "You don't know how short fused lord Mi-Sha is right now, if I tried to even point to something like that he would have just killed Amir and I on the spot! What we need to do right now is sending him somewhere 'fighting' so when lord Mi-Sha asks we'll have an alibi."
"And where do you think to send him?" Mother questioned. "In case you didn't notice, nowhere is safe in the entire city, and you are well past your prime to protect him." Mother nodded towards the big belly of the old man.
"I can bribe someone to take our son, as well as a party of gladiators, to a tunnel that has an opening outside the city. It should be easier now with lord Mi-Sha weakened and the chaos up there, I will handpick the men as I leave."
"And I will tell the girls." Amir said. "I'm sure that they will be happy to get out of this pit."
"Absolutely not!" Father yelled. "Do you think that it's some kind of a game?! You need to be focused and get away as quickly as possible, not to mention that the men must stay sharp as well!"
"What?!" How dare he! "No way, old man! I'll die of boredom!"
"Dear, I'm sure that he can take at least one girl with him." Mother came to his aid, as she should.
"What from what I said just a second ago did you not understand?!"
"Dear…" Mom said in a dangerous tone, after which he knew that dad would comply. And he did.
"Fine… He can take Zia with him, she at least knows her way around sharp objects."
"Argh, but this girl is so uncultured." Mother said unhappily. "Even the lowest of my girls have less profanity than her, can we have someone else instead?"
"No dear, I'm putting my foot down on this one. If our son can't go five minutes without female company, then at least she should be useful in protecting him at least."
"Fine, fine… You can have that animal if you want." Mother fell back. "I'll go see how my little Mr. Pickles is doing, he must be so scared without mommy near."
"Right… Scared…" Amir had to agree with the old man here. One could describe Mr. Pickles in many ways, scared wasn't one of them.
Huh… father coming on top at an argument with mother and he agreed with the old man? it must really be the end of times.
The glory of battle. It was said to be intoxicating, making your blood pump as you make your ancestors proud and truly shows yourself as a man. The thrill of the uncertainty and the sweet taste of triumph are said to be some of the greatest feelings a warrior could have.
Well, Sokka could say in one hundred percent that it was all complete penguin seal dung.
He had the bright idea to join a foot soldier group to get into Amora, so that he could join his dad and together they could rescue mom. And maybe show him on the way what a man he had become. And with his sister too busy with her girl stuff, she wasn't there to stop him from doing something that he now realized was very stupid. Really Katara, shame on you.
And so, he was able to sneak into a breaching force with much more difficulty than one would think. You'd expect that a single common soldier would be basically invisible in a fighting force of approximately three and a half hundred men, but no. The force was made of small groups of seven people, with seven leaders of such groups making a group of lieutenants who have a member of them as the leader of the larger group. And seven of those commanders make the command center with one of them having control of the entire fighting force.
The sheer trust in the delegation meant that one person could command a force that large with relative ease while at the same time making an infiltration very hard as a single question to the lieutenant of the group you disguised yourself as ruining everything, and the actual group that you'd try to bland in was very small and will snuff you up in a second.
He had tried it one time and was then embarrassingly easily found out. He was very lucky that in his quick thinking he said that Zuko sent him to test the infiltration counter measures of the force. He was even more lucky when Zuko was a bro about it and covered him while bailing him out, not that it spared him the dressing down he got from both Zuko and his sister when they were finally in private.
After that failure, Sokka opted to try the easier solution. He took from the inventory a common foot trooper uniform (in hindsight, maybe he should report to Zuko later. He was pretty sure that he wasn't supposed to be able to do it.) and wore it before going with the reserve troops. Once there, the group he was part of was called to the front, and Sokka tasted his first battle.
It was chaos! To Sokka's luck he knew the formations of the fire army very well, so he was relatively safe inside the formation the soldiers built. Even so, he couldn't hide from the screams of dying men and explosions of the artillery. Frankly, in some way it was easier when he had to fight for his life as wave after wave of sand people tried to breach their formation because he had no time to think about everything around him.
He killed his first man ever, it was some sand man with the usual grab bandits like him wore. The man was a head or so taller than Sokka, but died all the same as Sokka pierced his heart with a spear. The man was in the middle of a berserker like charge with a crescent shape sword, yelling praises to whatever spirit he worshipped.
Sokka didn't even have the time to get into shock as a soldier next to him stabbed another bandit that would have cut Sokka's head off. From there, it was a game of constant survival. Stab the bandit, return to formation before you get killed, hold your ground and stab the bandits from behind the shield wall, remise and repeat.
It was a good thing that his opponents, while physically stronger than him, lacked any real training. Most likely, most of their experience could be summed into harassing and bullying those who couldn't fight back. They simply rushed and swung their blades fast and hard, sure that their individual strength was enough to win the fight.
It was a little embarrassing to watch at the many openings they had, mostly because Soka knew that he was probably even worse than them at the beginning. Fighting wise, not personality wise. Most of the sand people at least had their physical strength to try to back them up, Sokka didn't even have that at the beginning.
"Arrows!" Sokka heard a yell and immediately took cover behind one of the shield barriers.
A few of the scariest moments on the battlefield were where Sokka had to hide from the arrow rain. Some of the arrows were useless against a shield, if you took cover under one in time, but others were strong enough to pierce through the metal with force. More than once, one of Sokka's neighbors got the short end of the stick (or the sharp one in this case), Sokka himself had such arrow stuck a few centimeters from his face.
He realizes two things that day. One, he didn't like war. And two, eating before battle was not a good idea, especially if you're going to puke it after you see enough bodies. Luckily the puke actually helped and caused a bandit to fall and be an easy pick, but it was still embarrassing.
The arrows stopped after a while, and Sokka recognized enough signs of Zuko, Mi-Dved and artillery to know what happened. Just as he thought about it, he felt a tremor that he recognized as Mi-Dved's rapturing axes. A falling part of the wall supported his case as it crushed the bandits beneath it and revealed a web-like pattern of cracks.
From there, it was an "easy" repetitive dance of stabbing, defending and falling back. After what felt like hours, the killing finally stopped. Sokka took a deep breath to calm himself down as he finally had time to have a good look around him, he didn't like what he saw.
The field was filled with bodies of the dead and dying, thankfully the ratio was much in favor of the fire nation (Sokka never thought he would say something like that in his life.). The screams of the dying were hunting, the duty attending them even worse.
With the gate and wall breached, and the army having a solid foothold, they were clear now to give their full attention to the wounded. Most would be thankfully fine (again, Sokka never imagined he would say that about fire nation soldiers.), But others had to have a limb cut off.
The worst, however, were those that were far too gone for medical help. There was only one solution for them, if they gave any indication that they wanted it, mercy kill. This duty… this was something that Sokka couldn't do, and thankfully no one asked him.
After being told to take a break, the commanding officer told them to count the dead in their relative group and then go to the new command post at the gates to farther orders. Needless to say, Sokka really regretted recent life choices.
Of course it was this place, Hakoda should have known.
They followed Zuko's blood hound to a very large building that Hakoda recognized as the center of power of the madam, an equally cruel and beautiful woman who worked as a branch of Mi-Sha's empire. She was in charge of everything that fits under human trafficking, from smuggling paying refugees to downright slave trade. All in all, a very dangerous woman that one should avoid at all costs.
To make matters worse, Hakoda heard tales about her pet. A monstrous chimeric abomination as big as the extinct sky bison, named only as a chimera. There were many rumors surrounding the creature, and none of them are good. For example, one rumor has it that the madam will feed her pet the one girl who had the least clients at the month.
And her palace, that doubled as her workplace, was of course the biggest and most sought-after brothel in the city. And it was famous for the quality of the "entertainment" inside for all the rainbow of the paying customers. Hakoda didn't even need to worry about his men wandering in there because the price was so high that they would have to sell their entire village just to pay the entrance fee. If there was one place his wife would have been held, it's there.
They neared the door, gate would be a more fitting view, and greeted the guards. They were allies as far as they knew, after all.
"Halt!" one of the two guards shouted. "What is your business here?"
"Peace, friend." Hakoda answered back. "We received an order from Mi-Sha to bluster the defenses here, according to him the fire nation plans to attack this place very soon."
The two guards looked at each other uncertainly.
"Do you have any proof that it's an order from Mi-Sha?" The second guard asked. "We can't just let anyone in."
"Of course." Hakoda agreed and replied with a smile and an understanding tone. "Here is a copy of the orders, you can bring it to your superior. We'll wait here patiently until you return."
The guard to the left nodded as he took the piece of paper and knocked on the gate at a unique pattern. After a moment, the gate was unlocked and opened just enough to squeeze one man through. The guard started to enter the building as his friend kept Hakoda and his men at a spear length, only to get an arrow to his head.
The other guard turned to his now shot friend to see what happened, Hakoda used this opportunity to slice the man's head off. At the same moment, Xing barged through the opening, pushing aside the now dead guard's body. From the quick muffing of the surprised yelp, took care of the people on the other side of the gate.
As Hakoda opened the gate, he saw another two dead guards. One had his neck snapped with a ferocious bite, and the other had the front half of his neck turned off by sharp claws. Meanwhile, the killer sat and waited for the rest of the party to show up.
Once the men hid the bodies and closed the door, they turned their attention to the dog. Luckily, with the red doors and the red carpet, it was hard to notice the blood. Hakoda wondered if it was intentional or a mere coincidence, but with the degeneracy of this city one could never be sure.
In any case, they continued their stride undisturbed. At least for a while.
In one point of time, Xing stopped and growled. Hakoda and his men quickly knew to expect trouble then and there as they formed a spear wall. And trouble came indeed in the form of two jaguar snakes running at them at full speed.
The animals were quick to cut through the distance, but just as quickly got impaled by the spear wall, caution thrown aside in favor of wild and reckless attack. As the spears pierced both the jaguar body and the snake tail, Hakoda noticed that those animals were too thin. Undoubtedly, they were starved on purpose.
Unfortunately, the noise the jaguar snakes had made also made sure that their presence was uncovered. The sounds of animals growling and people shouting were a clear indication.
"Oh well, we got farther than expected." Bato next to him said.
"True." Hakoda replied. "I thought that we would have been discovered as the gates."
Their advance now was far more interesting. Every few turns, Xing would warn them of the upcoming enemy. They would prepare a spear shield, and let the berserk animals kill themselves on the spear wall and move on.
In the few human encounters they had, Xing jumped above the spear wall and mauled the enemy. It disabled the archers and caused enough chaos for Hakoda's men to deal with the enemy quickly.
There were a few close calls when snapping armadillo turtles were involved. Those creatures were armor given form. They had the head of a snapping turtle, a body that was a combination of turtle armor and armadillo armor, thick scaly hands with ant eater claws, and equally thick-skinned turtle legs. Oh, and to add cherry on top, they could both walk on two and roll like an armored ball.
When first met, the thing rolled at them at full speed. Fortunately, it couldn't control its movements and went in a straight line, so the men evaded it easily enough. Unfortunately, it meant that the thing was now inside their formation. Only Xing's reflexes saved them from having their limbs turned off as the hound danced around the armored beast.
The turtle thing was a bit smaller than a grown man, whereas Xing was already as long as two men. But even then, the armor was too much for Xing to handle. In contrast, the claws and mouth of the turtle were more than enough to seriously wound the dog.
During their dance, Hakoda noticed that while the turtle had bursts of speed and power, it had to rest soon after. Xing noticed it as well, as in waited for the turtle to tire itself before unleashing its own bridge of attacks on the more exposed hands, legs and face. Yet even that did little damage. It was a battle of attrition, and one that Hakoda wasn't sure who was going to win.
Then, Hakoda noticed that the turtle had a soft spot on his neck, in the place right above its chest plates. In the next time it got tired, Hakoda used his spear and pierced that spot with all his might. By the sound, he was pretty sure that he passed through the heart. The creature died soon after.
Their next encounter had three of those things. Xing, however, had enough and fired a blast at the floor. The blast itself wasn't strong enough to shutter it (and thank the spirits for that because they were on a balcony of a high floor) but caused two of the rolling animals to change direction right into the end of the balcony. The beasts fell a dozen or so meters, needless to say that they wouldn't be bothering them.
The last rolling turtle, however, was still getting close to them. Xing, then, bit the leg of a man they killed after their first introduction with the snapping armadillo turtles that it kept with it for whatever reason. The reason was soon revealed when the rolling animal got close, Xing took the body by the leg and used it as a bat to smash the ball out of the balcony and down below.
When Hakoda saw Xing's face, he could swear that the dog was saying "Screw those guys. No, really, screw them." From there, the snapping armadillo turtles weren't giving them too much trouble.
They followed Xing as it reliably led them through the corridors and forewarned them of any would be ambusher. It was amazing how big this building was, Hakoda would have said that they were running in circles if he didn't mark their progress. Then again, knowing Xing, it probably decided to take a longer route to avoid the worst of the ambushes. Which once again showed just how smart the animal was, if the fire nation commanders were half that competent, they all would have worn red a long time ago.
They were stopped, however, when they were about to enter a plaza. Xing growled in a way it had never before.
"What is it, boy?" Hakoda asked. "Another ambush?"
It nodded a little with its head and smacked its tail on the floor many times.
"A big one?"
Another nod with the head.
"Alright men, listen up." Hakoda called. "We're about to face perhaps the most difficult battle of today. Move in with a star formation spears at front and bows at center."
"Sir!"
When they entered, they were inside a huge plaza with balconies and even pools with water plants. At its center, stood a single person wearing an attire not unlike what an animal trainer may wear. He had a coat made of thick brown skin and matching long pants. On the man's left arm was an arm wear made of an even thicker skin, one that is used to train dogs to attack and birds of prey to hunt.
On his hip there was a belt that held a whip and other trinkets within its deep pockets. He also had two necklaces on his neck. One is a thread with a skull of a small animal with small bones around it, and another had a whistle of some kind. If Hakoda had to guess, he would say that it's very effective against animals.
"Hello there-" Whatever the man was about to say was cut off as Xing shot a fire ball towards him. A fire ball that the man simply dissolved using his whip.
"Now that's just rude."
Boom!
Xing knew right away that the imitation before him was dangerous. Xing could smell on it the various smells of other creatures, smells that suggested a master-slave relationship. That imitation knew its way around creatures, and Xing had no illusions what the result of captivity will be.
Therefore, before the imitation had a chance to act, Xing made its move. Xing smelled other men and animals hiding unseen behind the high holes in the wall, it knew that said hidden enemies had to be naturalized as soon as possible to interrupt whatever the slaver had planned.
For that reason, Xing shot a weak and purely cosmetic fire ball to distract the slaver. While the enemy was distracted by the ball, Xing shot explosions to the high holes on the walls to shut them up. In seconds, Xing managed to destroy all the holes above, denying the enemy the higher ground.
It seemed like Xing's window of opportunity had closed, because the slaver made some noises that summoned whatever creatures it could through the holes on the ground level. Xing counted about three times more than the amount of claws Xing had on both front limbs, this is going to be interesting.
"I will hand it to you, chieftain, that was smart." The slaver addressed the leading blue imitation.
"I knew you'd turn traitor." The slaver continued. "But what possessed you to do it now of all times? Don't tell me that you're in cahoots with the fire nation, what would your wife?"
"My wife…" Xing could feel the rage rising in the blue leader. "My wife! Where is she?! Where do you keep her?!"
"Hakoda, really." The slaver said in a bored tone. "I thought that we were behind the accusations."
"We know she was here!" the blue leader pointed at Xing. "I don't have patience for your games, beast master, tell me where she is right now, and you'll get out of here with only broken bones."
"Ha! So the dig is off." the now named beast master said. "Oh well, it was nice while it lasted. Besides, even if I knew where the madam took her, I wouldn't tell you. Kya is too much of a good kisser, as I'm sure you're aware."
"Kill him!"
The followers of the blue thing ran towards the enemy, still in formation, as their spears were held high. Xing attacked also, even if he had no need to take orders from a mare imitation, and jumped to the fray. Xing fell hard on an ape like creature, a bigger variant of Xing's very own first glory kill, and bit off its nape. Ah, that brought back memories.
Immediately after, Xing evaded a claw of a cat-like thing with a snake on the tail, and returned the strike while half blinding the lesser creature in the process. The snake attempted to bite, but Xing saw it coming and was fast enough to step aside and bite the snake right under its head. Then, Xing used it like he used that imitation before with the armored ones, Xing hit two other animals that came to his side and then threw it at the beast master who was fighting the blue leader.
Unfortunately, the beast master narrowly evaded the projectile, even though the hesitation did give the blue leader an advantage to exploit. Xing jumped in the fray to assist the blue leader and shot a stream of flames at the beast master, forcing the later to retreat farther.
"I have to admit, it's one hell of a dog you got there." The beast master said between avoiding flames and spear tips and using his whip. "I'll take a very good care of it once I'll kill you."
"Not mine." The blue leader said as he blocked the whip strike and threw a boomerang. "And you're not leaving alive."
"Oh ho ho! Then this must be the infamous Xing then!" the beast master said as he stepped aside from the boomerang. "My mistake then, for a moment I thought that you actually managed to do something right. In that case, I must have it. An exotic specimen like this is too much to let go, it could be just as valuable as the madam's Little Pickles. I trained it for her, you know."
Before Xing could act, the beast master took the whistle on his neck and blew it. The noise that came out was deafening and painful, so much so that Xing had to bring his head to the ground and cover the ears. Xing didn't know what was happening, but when the sound stopped Xing heard a pained groan from the beast master with the blue leader striking with the boomerang that was once again it his hands like a sword.
If Xing had to guess, the boomerang hit the beast master from behind. In any case, it seemed like the imitations were immune to the whistle, so the blue leader could cover for Xing. Xing didn't want to think what would happen if it was a one-on-one battle against the beast master. On the other hand, it raised a concern for later. The blues now knew a way to counter Xing easily, counter measures must be made. Xing humiliated the master enough.
And to make matters worse, Xing felt the ground shake a little. It was a far cry from what Xing felt when facing the thing from down below, but worrisome none the less. From the entrance the beast master summoned his minions, rolled a ball not unlike the armored ones. This one, however, was far larger than any armored ball Xing faced.
The ball rolled until it was near the beast master and then revealed itself to the largest armored one Xing so, by far. It stood three times taller than the regular armored ones Xing faced and screeched as it showed its massive maw, sharp and strong enough to cut Xing's limbs off.
"Say hello to Mrs. Nancy." the beast master gloated. "This old girl right here is the alpha of the peck, so to say. Two meters, one and a half tons of armor and muscle, and decades of experience at the arena. This sweetheart should be more than enough to put you, unwanted guests, to rest. At them, Nancy!"
Xing had to push the blue leader away to save them both from being gored by the huge claws of this Nancy, Xing then continued to give ground as it tried to avoid the onslaught of the alpha armored one. To Xing's dismay, when Xing and the blue leader tried the same strategy they used on the previous armored ones, they discovered that this one's armor and skin were so thick that the spear broke when the blue leader tried to pierce through the weak point.
This one also had much more stamina than the usual armored ones and Xing was actually starting to get tired after a few minutes, the imitation at his side had it even worse as he breathed hardly. To make matters worse, the beast master didn't stay idle. When the alpha had to rest, the beast master harassed them with his long whips and closed on their escape when they evaded the claws and bite of Nancy. Xing had to take a few whips to avoid the greater evil.
"We can't keep this up" the blue imitation said. "Together they're too well coordinated. I can beat beast master in a one on one, you think that you can keep old Nancy busy for a while?"
"Bark!"
With an explosion to the face, Xing blinded and deafened Nancy momentarily. This allowed the blue leader to get his one-on-one fight as Xing kept a stream of fire on Nancy's face while the blue leader pushed the beast master farther and farther away.
After the stream Xing pouched on the armored one, but after a brief struggle was thrown away. Apparently, Nancy was also physically stronger. Good to know. But that left Xing with little options. Xing couldn't penetrate the hard armor or skin, they weren't on a high ground where Xing could push the armored one from, and his fire and explosions seem to do little damage.
After jumping away from an armor roll, Xing thought to himself what to do. Xing couldn't defeat the armor (something that irked Xing to no end), but what about the thing inside? Armored ones were tired after an assault, and this one was no different. The situation reminded Xing of a time where the master had to deal with lesser imitations that got a heatstroke, which gave Xing an idea.
Nancy was too armored to deal with, so Xing will just have to bypass the armor. As the big armored one gathers their breath and cools down, Xing will shoot a stream of flames to keep Nancy at high temperature. Eventually, the heavily armored beast will succumb to the heat as it will have no way of releasing it, and Xing will cook the animal alive once unconsciousness takes over.
With a new plan in mind, Xing shot a jet of flames to the now unballed armored one. It yelled with annoyance as it tried to get close to hit, but if Xing had one advantage, it was mobility. Xing kept running rings around Nancy as the armored beast began breathing harder and harder, its attempts to escape only quickened the process.
From his side, Xing noticed the beast master trying to interfere, but the blue leader had kept him well at bay. There was one time when the beast master tried to use the whistle, which would have been ruinous for the dangerous dance Xing had with Nancy, but was quickly bashed. The constant stream of fire also meant that any orders the beast master gave to his slave were either deafened by the flames or met with too much exhaustion.
And after what felt like forever, the time had finally come. With one last tired screech, the great armored one fell on the waste hole. Limbs fell numb and head fell back with a soundless scream of pain and desperation as the snapping beast lost for the first time in decades.
"NO!" the beast master yelled, however he was soon silenced as the blue leader used the opportunity to execute his foe with one strong slash that cut off the head. The rolling head of the dead beast master sent the lesser creatures he commanded to chaos. Their organized attacks were no more as some tried to escape while others fought among themselves for the alpha position.
With the greatest threat naturalized, and not sensing any approaching enemy, Xing joined the fray while leaving behind the burning body of Nancy.
Suki regrouped with the rest of the Kyoshi warriors once the bulk of the people were out of the city. It took some good hours, and a lot of work behind the scenes, but they finally managed to complete one objective from their list. And now, they were ready to work on the main thing.
"Alright girls, listen up!" Lyn said. "Now started the moment we were waiting for. With Hakoda's help, we were able to pinpoint the location where our sisters are most likely. From now on, however, we're about to face the worst this waste hole has to offer, so prepare yourself."
"I also don't need to remind you the cost of failure should anyone fall here, death will be the best outcome in this case. I wouldn't lie to you, this will be the most dangerous mission we have ever taken. But after this, we will finally bring an end to this sad story."
None of the girls raised a voice, they all knew what was going on.
"We go with the same groups as before. Once we arrive at the place, we all go inside together and then split into groups. Scout the area and return in half an hour, once we get a better understanding of what we're up against we'll act accordingly. Clear?"
"Yes, Ma'am !" the girls called in unity.
It didn't take long for the girls to reach their mark, even when hiding from view as they were. They had reached a large building that was covered with marble and had red, gold and pink coloring. It also had large golden statues that together with the images on the big door told exactly what kind of establishment it was. In any other situation, the girls may have stopped a moment either blushing or appreciate the view, but it was not the case now.
"Yep, it sure looks like we're in the right place." Suki said to her leader. "How would you like to get in?"
"The window up there to the left." Lyn pointed at a colored window about twenty feet from the ground. "Far enough from the main entrance for yet close enough for us to get through. I'll scout the room and you'll get in when I give the signal."
Lyn then threw a grappling hook at some stone figure about said window that depicted a female figure with wings on her back. The hook hit true, and Lyn quickly got into the position of the window. It was closed, and probably locked from the inside, but that wasn't a problem for a Kyoshi warrior. With the sharp end of her fan, the leader of the Kyoshi warriors cut a perfect circle big enough for a grown woman to go through.
Then, she used both her hands to hold the circle from falling to either side, all the while she held the rope with her legs. Once she had a good grip on the circle of colored glass, she threw it like a frisbee as far away as she could. An upside in this entire situation was that there were noises of things breaking here and there the entire time, so the noise of the broken glass was entirely masked.
Lyn got through and after a minute Suki and the girls saw her hand giving a signal that everything was clear. One by one, the girls got through the window, with Suki the last of them.
The room they found themselves in was most likely a bedroom chamber of sorts for the less wealthy patrons, which still was much richer than all of her village combined. It had a very big and cautioned bed with some very nice pillows, as well as sofas and other things for entertainment.
The girls stood at attention as Lyn prepared herself to scout the corridor after she unlocked the door. With Suki guarding the door in case of an ambush, her leader went outside. After a minute of silence, Suki heard a series of knocks on the door and let Lyn inside.
"Very well girls, I've got some good news and some bad ones." Lyn said. "Good news is that the corridor is empty. Bad news, we're not alone. The hall the corridor leads to is littered with bodies, both human and animal, so stay sharp girls."
They followed suit and soon saw what Lyn was talking about. The hall they entered was filled with bodies and signs of battle. There were bodies of men who most likely were here to lay ambush for the invading force, not that it helped much. Together with them there were bodies of different types of animals, a jaguar with a snake as a tail, a hybrid of an armadillo and a snapping turtle Suki's height as well as a few other creatures.
Most of the animal bodies had signed of starvation, most likely a few of the animals they were debriefed about. Most of the bodies were speared, but around a quarter were either burned or looked like another animal molested them. A very particular sight caught Suki's attention, a charred corpse of an armadillo turtle big enough to look eye to eye with Mi-Dved. The massive creature must have weighed a ton, if not more, and its skin and armor were basically impenetrable, but it looked like the creature was cooked alive. Its gaze was as agonized as its features allowed.
"Dear Kyoshi, who could have done something so brutal? Do you think it's someone we know?" One of the girls asked, clearly addressing the obvious fire bending that was used against the dead turtle thing.
"I mean, can you blame them?" Another said. "I, for one, would do anything I can if something like that was after me."
She had a point, Suki supposed.
"Questions for later, girls." Lyn said. "Now break into groups and spread out!"
"Yes ma'am!"
Chapter 40: Chapter 38
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar: The last airbender
Chapter 38
"That should be the last of them in this area, for now at least." Sai's voice rang in Zuko's head as the prince stopped his fire stream.
Zuko was standing on the southern walls of Amora, or whatever was left of it. While the main force bashed against the sand people defenders, Zuko (and to some degree his uncle) flew to the walls to sterilize them from the archers who quickly became the main threat to the soldiers.
It was ironic in a sense. The walls had enough ballista to wreak havoc on the armored units of the force, but their own artillery was enough to make short work of said stationery ballista before any real damage could be done. The sand benders had to be on the field to be of use, and in doing so became a target to the much more military fire bending soldiers. The defending foot soldiers also left much to be desired.
The scavenger side of the sand people really came to view. They were used to be the offenders in a conflict, using their environment and maneuverability to hit fast and hard, and then run. But when defending, their very advantages turn against them if faced against a professional force that forces them to a head on fight and exhaust their tricks. The archers still stayed in their scavenger element, which is why they were causing such a problem.
Because of the need to save ammunition for the city itself, Zuko couldn't just order an artillery strike every time a group of archers released arrows. And unlike the ballista, the archers could move freely. That is why Zuko had to personally make sure that the archers on the walls were no more, or at least too preoccupied to shoot at the troops below. A job that was easier said than done.
Thankfully, Zuko had his uncle with him, so he had to go through only half of the battlefield, wich was still a few good miles. And the walls had passages inside them to allow more archers to shoot arrows through slits on the wall, which meant that Zuko couldn't just "stroll on the wall" but had to take care of the passages inside the wall as well. Those guys were pests next to him, but the job itself was long and tiresome.
"Arrow in your six!"
At Sai's warning, Zuko turned around and caught the offending object. The arrow itself was at least a meter in length, with a sharp metal head meant to pierce armor. No doubt it was shot from a longbow, an infamous tool meant to deal with heavily armored opponents with ease. Zuko immediately threw the arrow like a javelin back to the sender who was two hundred feet or so away, securing a headshot in the process.
Not waiting to see the body fall off the wall, Zuko jumped high with a blast of fire. When Zuko reached the maximum height from the blast, time seemed to stop for a moment. Then, he willed his armor to fire a stream of flames upward, making him descend like a comet and easily breaking through the layers of stone.
Once inside, taking a single second to cherish the terrified expressions of the bowmen, Zuko began his slaughter. With a blade extended from his arm wrist at command, he slit the throat of the nearest sand man and continued with gutting another one. By then, the rest of the man finally got their bearings and attacked Zuko all at once. Not that it helped them any.
Zuko bashed the first man with his shoulders as he held the knife armed arm of the attacker with his own and rammed him to the wall, hard, with the satisfying sound of crushed bones and stone. Taking the hunter knife of the now useless hand, Zuko shank it into the femoral artery. Throwing away the heavily bleeding man aside, Zuko caught again an arrow that may or may not have penetrated his armor and stabbed it downward in the mouth of another man that came at him. the movement itself was strong enough to nail the man to the floor. Taking the nailed man's knife, Zuko threw it with precision to the one who tried to shoot him. once again, a bullseye.
"Well, that was fun." Zuko commented.
"Roll forward!"
Zuko did so, just in time to evade a pair of blades that shank the floor. Turning around, Zuko saw an enforcer that had already pulled his swords off and was in the process of cleaving Zuko in two. Zuko raised his own armored hands and caught the enforcer in the wrists. The two struggle for a second before Zuko pushes the hands to the side, allowing the blades to swing harmlessly. Zuko then bashed his head with the enforcer's inferior helmet, causing the enforcer's head to rattle a little, and pushed on his own assault.
Right hook left hook, knee, high maker, and a kick. The enforcer was sent crushing into the wall but shrug it off almost immediately, blades still in hand. Say about Mi-Sha what you want, but the guy didn't cheap out on the training and equipment of his personal army. Zuko extended his wrist blades and the two clashed again.
The two tested each other's strength for a second, in which Zuko was superior as the nameless enforcer gave ground. Said enforcer immediately went back to try and slash Zuko, but the prince caught him in act and sparks flew as their blades collided. The enforcer was very good with his twin blades, and it showed. This became a dangerous dance of slashes and stabs.
During all of this Zuko had other things in mind, however. Since when did an enforcer become so slow? And he could have sworn that an enforcer was much stronger. It was just… to easy. Don't get him wrong, this enforcer is a tuff nut to crack and an opponent Zuko couldn't underestimate, but it was a far cry from the enemy that took the entire crew and Mi-Dved to fend off.
"It's just you who have gotten better, your highness. Now I'm sure that testing your growing skills is important, but I suggest finishing this fight. We're on a time table after all."
'Right.'
In their next clash Zuko electrified his blades, much more lethally than when he fought Hakoda, cause the enforcer a shock. Zuko used the time to heat his right blade and shank deep inside through the left armpit, piercing the heart in the process.
Zuko then lifted the enforcer up with his right hand, as the blade still stuck inside. That way, he made the blade stub even deeper as the body slid downward until the tip of the blade touched the armor on the other side.
Looking up to the limping body of the impaled enforcer, Zuko threw it to the side with disregard as he retracted the blades back to the armor. A single thought running in his head.
"Can't believe I used to be terrified of those guys."
Mi-Dved couldn't help but say out load as he pulled his axe of the cleaved skull of the enforcer he faced. Apparently, Mi-Sha used the usual tactic for making sure cowards are fighting something scary on the front by putting something even scarier behind. Unfortunately for him, Mi-Sha didn't count on his enforcers to actually be taken out.
"Alright boys, enough dill-dallying!" their commander yelled. "Take position and be ready for debrief!"
"Yes sir!"
Once the group was ready, the commander shared their next step as he spread a map of Amora on the ground.
"Listen up, We're here." He pointed at a dot near the walls of the drawing. "As command so fit, we're on pest control. Meaning, we're the ones responsible for cleaning the area for the engineers to secure and blast all the tunnels they can find."
"With the help of our friend here." He nodded respectfully in Mi-Dved's direction. "We'll have a much easier time to move and intercept opposition. Make no mistake, this is just as dangerous as the meat grinder outside was, if not more so. Now Mi-Dved is going to give you lot a few points from his personal experience, so be quite and listen up."
With an inviting hand wave, Mi-Dved got to the "stage".
"Alright, I'll keep this brief." He started. "There are a few points that will help you stay alive."
"First, always be in pairs and if possible triplets. It's easy to be surprised here and it would mean your death."
"Always make sure that your group has a full 360 degree view. If you have a blind spot, you can be sure that someone will use it.
"When you meet a wall and need to go around it, don't. Just blast through it if you don't want to get shanked, I've seen enough muggers use this exact move. And spirits forbid, don't be stupid enough to go in an ally. And if you do, at least burn it as much as possible in the few seconds before you die."
"If you meet a kid or a woman crying for help, blast them immediately. I don't care how much they cry or if their old enough to be your child/ grandma, no one that survives here is retarded enough to go to black armored skull wearing fire breathing killers for help. It's obviously a trap and you need to regroup and counter ambush said trap."
"If you see any colorfully dressed people, their mist likely are gladiators so be sure to outnumber them five to one or disengage and shoot a flare upwards so we can find you. Which reminds me, when you shoot your flare make sure that it's up to protocol. It's a grantee that the enemy will try to use a fake flare signal to lure us into traps."
After telling the commander that it's all he had to say, they started the cleaning. The first building they saw was quickly reduced to rubble by an axe throw from Mi-Dved. The addition of raptures made sure that there would be no rock bigger then a man left.
It was as planned, after all. They were here to clean and exterminate, not conquer. Zuko already gave did he could to make sure the "civilians" are as least harmed as possible, although Mi-Dved privately thought that the banditry in the region will sky rocket now with all of those people outside and unsupervised. Usually he wouldn't have cared, but damn Zuko for infecting him with a conscience.
With the deed done, and some screams heard as the building collapsed, the men checked that there are no survives or earth benders that would attack them when their back is turned. From there, they knelt and planned their next move. With the map, they drawn a few routes that will be taken by groups of five to spread and clean the area affectivity. As the heavy hitter, Mi-Dved would lead the team with the most building filled route.
Mi-Dved threw his right axe to another house, crumbling it as well. Spirits, he liked those upgrades. After making sure that the area was clean, he and his man advanced further until they reached a bazar.
"What now sir?" One of the men asked. "No stone means that your axes are less effective if there isn't a building to crumble on top of any ambushers."
"Then we burn it." Mi-Dved answered evenly. "The old rugs and wood look flammable enough."
Understanding the command, each of the soldiers shot a strong stream of flame. Together, the flames created an inferno that quickly consumed the bazaar. Mi-Dved heard more than one scream in the process, meaning that there were indeed ambushers hiding behind the curtains. As a finishing touch, Mi-Dved bended his axes to crash through the stands to crumble them and trap the people inside.
Once the deed was done, they continued forward as they repeated their process. Destroy buildings, burn anything flammable. They secured a few tunnel entrances but didn't dare to go inside. It was the engineers who are to safely blow them. They also didn't linger, their job was to break any opposition they see and sterilize the place. The engineers themselves would have an escort that will guard them from any strugglers they missed.
"We're almost at the end of the route." The soldier who was responsible for their directions told. None of the others said anything that may have tempted fate, they knew better. Not that it much helped, because soon after they saw a crying kid.
"Mommy! Mommy!" the kid than saw them. "Please, help!"
Right… he's not falling for this. But in any case, they need to disassemble this trap or else others will fall for it and get killed.
"Easy there, kid." Mi-Dved said as he masqueraded calming the kid down. "Where is your mom?"
"There!" the kid pointed at a direction. From what little Mi-Dved remembered, it led to an ally of some kind. A perfect spot for ambush. Obviously, the kid tried to lure them into a trap. Well then, time to take care of it.
"Remember what I said about situations like this?" he received a nod from his man. Even the one with the map who was already studying it for the possible places of the ambush, smart guy. "Continue with the dismantling while I follow the little guy, I'm counting on you."
"Sir!"
They shouted and quickly followed the map guy, who already had a route to outflank the ambushers from behind. With little else to do, Mi-Dved turned to the kid.
"Lead the way."
The kid ran as fast as his little legs could take him, but Mi-Dved caught him before he could leave. "Wait up, I can't run very fast." A fat lie, even with this armor on Mi-Dved could run miles before having to take a break. What good is a soldier if he can't get to the enemy to get the killing done? Besides, he had to make sure the guys have enough time to reach and take care of the ambushers.
Fast walking, he could hear sounds of battle somewhere. A look to his side revealed that the kid looked even more concerned.
"I'm sure your mom is fine." Mi-Dved said to stay in character.
"Yeah…"
Once they reached a certain point, the kid excitedly yelled that his mother is right in the next corner. Turning around, the kid had a look of shock and fear. Walking to see what had the kid so spooked up, Mi-Dved wasn't so surprised.
In the alley there were bodies of thugs, some burned and some stabbed or slashed. Above them stood the squad that accompanied Mi-Dved. If he had to guess, the boys fell on the would be ambushers from the rooftops and took them by surprise.
"You have some very ugly mothers, kid." Mi-Dved said from behind the little frack.
The kid tried to bolt away, but Mi-Dved caught him once more, this time a hand on the skull. He lifted the kid up to see each other eye to eye, which meant that the kid dangled some good feet above the ground.
"Listen up, you little piece of garbage." Mi-Dved made sure that the kid looked directly into the skull like mask, who even if was redesigned to have miniature holes all across for breathing and seeing still had the skull imprint.
"We've got order exactly for little vermin like you. Because the prince is so nice, the first kid that tries to do something like that has the privilege to keep his free trail at living. Beyond that, we're ordered to kill any scumbag like you just as we did to your friends here. And so are the others, so if you meet another group feel free to pray that there wasn't someone before you who tried to be funny."
"If I were you, I would have ran to the blown walls on the north and get the heck out of here, capish?" The kid nodded frantically with face breaming in tears, before Mi-Dved threw him at the wall hard enough to really hurt the kid.
Turning away, disregarding the kid entirely, he looked at his men.
"Alright boys, good job with the ambush. Now let's book it before we're late to the gathering point."
"Sir!"
As they walked away, one of the man commented about what happened.
"Sir, good thing you were with us. I sure would have fallen for the trick, even with your warning."
"Years of experience growing here." Mi-Dved said as they continued their track. "Besides, it takes one to know one. I to used this trick more then once."
"You, sir?" Another trooper asked. "Forgive me for saying this, but you don't exactly fill all the… little things it involves."
"I also was a kid once, you know." Mi-Dved dryly said. "But to be fair, Jasmine was the one who always acted as bait."
"Ahh… Yes, that makes perfect sense."
"So true."
"Much more believable."
"By the way, you think that kid would be fine?"
"If he's smart, he'll go north. If not, he deserves everything that's coming to him."
It was harsh, but so was life. The kid chose to get them killed and they gave him an out, there is no better offer than that. It better be a monster to others and spare your men than be merciful to others and a monster to your men.
The group continued with their track.
"Bring forth the convicted!"
Azula heard the strong voice of her father clearly across the hall. Another criminal had been found guilty, some thief who thought it a good idea to steal from his betters. After a quick trail he was found guilty and her father decided to punish him, that wasn't anything new nor strange.
No, what was new was the form of punishment father decided upon. Usually, in cases like that, the person is sent to the boiling rock, but not this time. This time, father decided that a much firmer approach was needed as he ordered the man to be burned alive.
Azula was with the rest of the court at the same stands where she watched father burn Zuko in that "Agni Kai", ironic in a way. In any case, the convict was brought forward and cried for mercy as he was tied to the pyre.
"Please my lord, mercy!"
A useless gesture, begging wouldn't sway someone as strong-willed as father.
"It was just a little statue, please! I have a family!"
Ooh, not the right words.
"If you do not cease your bickering." Father said. "They shall join you in the pyre."
That stopped all the begging, although the convict still couldn't sniffle his tears.
The man was tied to the pyre by a pair of masked royal guards. What each of them was thinking rights now, Azula wondered. Are they honored to do the orders of their lord? Repulsed by the act for whatever reason? Afraid of what's to come should they show disobedience? Or maybe relish on the criminal's pain?
Whatever they were thinking mattered little, however. Their masks hid their expressions, and their obedience was absolute. They tied the man with chains, making sure that the man was still tied even when the fire reach the bindings.
And then the fire started.
The man screamed.
A whimper to her left caused Azula to shift her attention to her acrobatic minion. The athletic girl had her eyes closed and ears covered with her hands. By the way she still whimpered and tried to look small, that didn't help much.
This setting was probably too much for the big hearted chi blocker. Azula haven't decided yet if it was a weakness that she should purge from her minion or used against. In any case, it meant that she had to put an eye on Ty Lee for the near future.
Looking to her other side, she saw Mai sitting stoically as ever. However, as someone who spent time with the girl and learned many things to control her minion, Azula noticed a few fractures in the girl's pose. Mai's hands where tagging her knees a bit stronger than proper, her eyes moved a millimeter to the side to not look directly at the pyre. It seemed that even stoic Mai wasn't emotionless after all.
Azula tore had sideward glance to look at where her father sat. He was regal and powerful as ever while he sat on his sit, even more so than usual. The stone her trice cursed brother gave him shone brilliantly in the specially designed robes, right in the middle of the chest and near the heart.
Once again Azula held back a shiver at the power of the stone radiated through her body. How such a thing could exist, never the lass how her brother of all people discovered it, was still a mystery to her.
The expression on her father's face was new as well, one that she had rarely seen before. It was a look of pure cathartic delight, not unlike what he wore when he became fire lord after grandfather's death. Azula held back a shiver of her own.
It was the right course of action, Azula reasoned. A harsher punishment one time to discourage others from committing more crimes, one that is more efficient than usual and saves more resources to use. By no means was it caused because of entertainment, father was never wrong.
Hearing the barley whispered reactions of the crowd near her, she overheard a few concerns. Apparently, not all the so called nobles had the will to see through the act and appreciate the efficiency. Fortunately for them there where no talks that bordered treason, yet…
Looking back to her father, she once again saw the glee in his eyes as he had a first view on the burning man, who was still alive by the will of some malevolent spirit. Father was always right… right?
"Oh spirit…"
Sokka puked once again on the sandy floor. When the battle haze settled, and the adrenalin wore off, he had actually time to think about what happened. Oh, it was terrible, he bucking killed people! Oh spirits, he actually killed man! In called blood!
Sure, they were trying to kill him, and he would probably be better dead then hostage, but he still killed people! All the shock came crushing down now.
And what about those who died while fighting alongside him?
Li Ken took a shield piercing arrow to the face while Sokka hid behind the guy's shield. Sokka had nothing bad against the guy. He always was ready to help and had a mean kick in ball games, Li Ken would have gotten far. And what about his girlfriend back home? Li Ken was supposed to marry her once he got enough credits from his service to buy a house of their own, who's going to tell her the bad news? And what about Li Ken's parents?
And Suse. The guy was kind of a jerk and had this snobbish attitude, but that didn't stop him from covering for Sokka at the waves. It also didn't stop him from throwing himself at a killing sword strike that was aimed as Sokka. Sokka knew basically nothing on the guy, but he was sure that Suse had hopes and dreams and a family that missed him. And now the they were all crushed and broken because Sokka couldn't move to the right two seconds earlier!
He leaned on the wall and slowly slid to a sitting position, before pulling his helmet and throwing it to the side. He covered his face with his hands and began to cry. Cry for what exactly he wasn't sure, those he killed? His comrades? His innocence? Maybe even all combined.
"Hey, you ok there man?" Sokka suddenly heard after a while.
Pulling his head up, he saw another fire nation soldier approximately his age with a face that was a little familiar for some reason. The guy sat next to him and offered a flask to drink from. Sokka, decided that there is nothing better to do, excepted and took a sip. He immediately spat out the bitter taste of the alcoholic drink."
"Yeah… tastes like garbage." The other guy said. "Thought it was fitting."
Sokka couldn't help but agree.
"Hey, sorry for asking, but you seem familiar somehow. Have we met before?" Sokka asked. "Sorry, I'm just… not a hundred percent right now."
"Sure, no problems." The guy said understandingly. "Name's Toro. You saved my butt a few times during the waves, came to thank you."
"No problem." Sokka said.
"Hey, want to come with me back to the guys?" Toro suggested. "We're planning to have a ball-foot match until the commanders call us to babysit the engineers. In the honor of the fallen, you know. I promise that all of us has basically zero talent at the game."
A place to throw away frustration and depression for a time while making a fool of yourself with the rest of the guys who are just as frustrated and depressed as you? Yes, it sounded like something he needed right now.
"Sure, sounds good." Soekka said. "I must warn you though, I'm the worst player."
"Nonsense." Toro retorted. "None is worse than I."
The two laughed before Sokka handed the flask back, the flask had stains of red.
"Maybe I should wash myself a bit before." Sokka awkwardly said.
"Yeah… probably for the best."
"Argh… can't we go out any faster?!" Amir told the man who guided them. "You said that we'll be out of this hell in an hour!"
Father finally managed to bribe someone to take Amir away from this hovel. And just in time too, if rumors where to be believed. Apparently, the water savages turned traitor. Now that usually wouldn't have been a problem, as Mi-Sha anticipated something like that and put the beast master on guard on the most likely place those savages would hit.
Amir knew uncle Kruki, he was a good friend of mom. He was also very cool as he shared Amir's hobbies of seeking wild animals on people and enjoy the screams, uncle Kruki even let Amir something train the animals. But the most important thing was that unlike the old man, Kruki was strong. Strong enough to easily take care of some barbarians, especially with old Nancy.
The strange thing was that they didn't get any more reports on what's happening. They got a report that the barbarians were killing their soldiers with some kind of a black beast, but no more. No word about any conflict with uncle Kruki, no word at all. Every scout they sent in there wasn't heard from again. It was unbelievable, you should have a big group of highly trained ninjas to dispatch all the scouts with such efficiency, something the barbarians clearly not.
He was sure that uncle Kruki is taking care of the problem, but still had a strange feeling of uncertainty in his gut.
The real bad news, is that Mi-Sha is livid. He ordered everyone of some importance to get out and spill blood. Unfortunately, it included him as well. So when father managed to find someone to take him away from this pit, it was spirit-send.
It still didn't mean that Amir wasn't annoyed at their guide for taking so long.
"And an hour still hadn't passed, prince Amir." The worm said.
"Then when the #$& will it pass, you little $#& _&$_$&*#." His ever funky Zia said.
Zia had a special place in his heart, mostly because he bought Mi-Dved's from hers. She had a black pixie cut hair and green eyes, as well as piercing in her right ear, nose, and mouth. Her black lipstick fit nice on her sun kissed skin.
She had an average height, like his Jasmine, but had a more muscular frame. She had a black crop-top that stopped at her stomach with a silver skull painted on it, as well as matching short pants that were a size too small and had a been turn off five fingers or so after the legs started. Which was perfect for Amir, he wouldn't have any of his girls cover themselves more.
As accessories, Zia had a spiked black collar and a matching belt. As well as fingerless black gloves with spikes on the knuckles. Her array of various blades was half hidden in her belt and boots.
"When we get up." The annoying guide said. Oh, Amir is going to have so much fun watching the worm die once they reach the ground.
Zia was about to stub the man, but Amir held her back before she could act. "Later, so you could savor it." He calmed her down.
It seems like the spirits smiled upon him, because a few minutes later the guide told them that the exit was right above.
"Bend away the rock above, and we're scot-free." The guide said.
Amir nodded with his had to one of father's glorified babysitters to check the ground. He wasn't stupid after all. When the brute returned, however, he brought some unexpected news.
"What do you mean 'We're under a medical tent'?!" Amir asked bewildered.
"Like I said, boss. Rock near a tent with ash maker wounded." The thug said.
"Well, quite a surprise is it?" Amir asked as he sent a predatorily grin to their guide "What do you say, guide?"
"I-I knew nothing! I swear!"
"I say we $# the *$#& out of his $# &$ and then [a very long censor ] !" Zia suggested a rather detailed and vivid description of what she wanted to do.
"A moment, love." Amir turned to the shivering guide, oh how his bravado disappeared. "Tell us, you waste of space, are there any other ways to exit?".
"N-no, this i-is the o-only o-one." The guide stuttered.
"I see." Amir said before turning to the thugs. "hold him down."
Immediately, the man was pressed to the ground, being held by all four limbs. Amit turned to Zia.
"Have fun." He told her as he enjoyed the show of her doing exactly what she described before.
After a while, the deed was done and the now guideless group debated what should be done.
"I think it's for the best if we wait until nightfall." One of the men accompanied them said.
"The *$# I stay here more than I already $&$ have already." Zia countered. "I say we get the &$# up there, $#&*# attack the &$#_ and get out while they're %&$ confused. We don't even &*# & know if the $&*#_#$ are any less active at night."
"She has a point." Amir decided. "We go loud and quick while we know that most of their forces are in the city."
He saw a few sour looks among the guard dogs, but they had a little choice in the matter. And so, with a loud bang, they threw the rock that hid their entrance out and started their glorious assault on the half dying man in the medical tent.
In the process, he discovered another surprise. He noticed the familiar shell shocked face of none other than his Jasmine, who was with another girl of water tribe ethnicity. He could've help but put another predatory grin from ear to ear.
The spirits are truly smiling on him, as they should.
Katara took off a little break with Jasmine after a long day of tending to the wounded. It was… an experience.
She knew that once the fighting started there would be an influx of patients, but she still was surprised by the quantity. And to make matters worse, those were the once who could be evacuated in time. Most of the troops either had a first aid on the field, or didn't make it in time. It was a very depressing thought that she couldn't put heads or tails to.
Those were fire nation soldiers, like the ones who raided her home for decades and took her mother away. She shouldn't feel anything but glee as they ripped what they saw. But she couldn't. Seeing all the gruesome states and the pain there where in… it just didn't sit right with her.
And they were also fighting to bring her mother back, as unintentional an unknown to the soldiers as it was. Which added many more layers to the absurdity and confusion she felt.
As Zuko instructed, in special cases where there was needed "divine intervention" the patient would have been taken to a private wing and under the milk of the poppy for Katara to work her magic. It was draining, both physically and spiritually. Unlike her, however, Jasmine didn't seem to be much affected by all the blood. Something that Katara asked her about on their break.
"Oh, I'm used to see similar sites in my time at Amora." Jasmine said. "I'm just not used to tend the needs of so many men at once."
"Argh… why does anything you say has to be sex related in one way or another." Katara massaged her temples.
Jasmine, however, just rolled her eyes. "No matter what I say, people will find a way to sexualize it because of how I look."
"Yeah, yeah… keep rubbing it." Katara mumbled before trying to change the topic. "So you had experience in cases like this?"
"Well… not at the severity of some of those, thank goodness, but my brother had his collection of injuries. I needed to learn fast to patch him up, although I must admit that a healer wasn't something I thought I would become." Jasmine said before adding an afterthought. "Not a fashion designer and model as well, at least not of the normal kind."
"Really?" Katara was surprised. "Than what where your plans in life?"
"At the start? What I was made for." Jasmine said as if Katara should understand what the more developed girl was talking about. "Later? Find some noble kid with money to get me with his child, so I could blackmail him for an allowance big enough to live of for me and Mi-Dved."
"What?!" Katara was shocked. That… that was vile. She couldn't put words for a reply yet.
"Oh yeah. When I met Zuko for the first time I thought that he was finally the guy, you know. My age, no female companion in sight and the prince of the fire nation to boot, he was the perfect target." The evil woman continued. "Although I'm glad that it didn't work out like that. Being recognized as who I am instead of what I am is… nice."
"But you still look at him like a piece of meat." Katara commented unimpressed.
"Oh, don't get me wrong, I still want to be the mother of his children and-" What followed was a very detailed description that caused Katara to blush so hard that she feared her skin may become permanently crimson.
"Ok, ok, stop!" Katara finally said. "So what exactly changed?"
"Well, for one, I won't try to trick or deceive Zuko nor anyone like I planned to. Now neither my brother nor I are in a vulnerable state that forces me to act like this." Jasmine listed. "Besides, Zuko had… domesticated me for lack of better word."
"Again with the bed talk, what is wrong with you?!" Katara was tempted to pull her hair out.
"As I said, I was made for this."
"Stop this nonsense and start giving answers that I can actually understand!" Katara was on her last straws.
"I mean it in the most literal way." Jasmine said. "Tell me, what do you know of selective breeding?"
"Hm?" the question caught the water bender by surprise. "It's a way to make animals stronger and more fit for their purpose. But how is in connected?"
"If you have to choose between two racing mounts, one a racing mount and a result of selective breeding for that singular purpose and one a random mount from the sticks, who would you choose for a race?"
"Ahm… the breed one?" Katara said uncertainty, which seemed to be the right answer because Jasmine nodded.
"Yes. Now don't take it wrong, but I'm the racing mount and you're the other one. I'm not saying it as an insult, but as a fact." The other girl said before Katara could interject. "You know that my mother was a prostitute, right?"
"Ahm… yes…" Katara was suddenly feeling uncomfortable.
"It's not exactly the right word, she was the prostitute. The most beautiful, the most skilled and the most charming, the best woman in the entire world they called her. Men would have paid a king's ransom just to be in the same building as her. And do you know how women like her are made and having kids? It would put them out of work for a few good months."
At Katara's headshake Jasmine continued.
"They aren't allowed to have kids with just anyone, you know. The partner, besides being rich enough, has to have certain qualifications that will make sure that the girls that are burn from the union will grow up to be at least as good in their work as their mother."
"And you…" Katara didn't even know what she wanted to say.
"Yes, I'm the result of such a union, Mi-Dved too. From the moment I was born, I was taught to be just like mother. What little girl doesn't want to be like her mom?"
That… that was dark.
"But your mother tried to give you a better life, right? You and Mi-Dved managed to break free after all." Surly the love of a mother was what freed them.
"What are you on about?" Jasmine asked in confusion. "Mom was part of the system, she's the one who educated me the most."
And just like that Katara's hopes were crushed, she literally heard a sound of broken glass in her head. Then she noticed something as she tried to think of anything else.
"Wait, you said that your mother was with you, but what about your brother?" Katara asked in confusion. "He can hardly follow your… carrier."
"There are gigolos as well, you know." Jasmine answered. "Besides, because of his size, Mi-Dved had another carrier. He would grow up to fight and die in the pits, like his father probably. He was taken to train under the arena master, it's only because mother was very good at her job that she was allowed to spend time with him at all."
Was there no end to the hole Katara dug herself in?
"So how in the spirit world did you escape?"
"Well, mom died, we were thrown out and left to fend for ourselves. Even then I was sure that it was my destiny to follow the footsteps of my mom and rise up as the best there is, even if I didn't understand what it exactly meant in that age. Like I said before, it was what I was made for. It took teenage rebellion, a few times for Mi-Dved being on death's door, and some eye opening revelations to change my worldview."
Jasmine paused for a second before continuing.
"The point I'm trying to make is that I am because how I was raised. No two people think alike, and truly understanding people of different cultures is nearly impossible. For all of our friendship, we don't understand each other in some cases. What you think is abominable I take as facts, and it's mutual. Our time at Zuko's side had changed both my brother and I dramatically, but many acts that he or you treat as normal are still incomprehensible for us."
Now that caused Katara to think. Could she really blame Jasmine for what she planned to do? Would Katara have done differently in the other girl's shoes? She wanted to say yes, but one sentence held her back. After all, what girl doesn't want to be like her mother.
And it wasn't even just Jasmine. Many other people still baffled Katara with their behavior. Like how is everyone so wasteful with their food, or how aren't they as close to each other as the people of her tribe are.
It also opened some dangerous thoughts, like the fire nation soldiers for example. They took everything from her, but they still fight and die to protect those that are under them. Where they madmen on a leash, or young men who lost their way? She would never underestimate the propaganda of the fire nation, a masterful machine that those soldiers were influenced by from their birth. Were they truly so different from the girl standing next to her?
Before she could think more about it, there was suddenly a loud boom as a big boulder was smashed into the tent. She almost didn't have time to think what was going on before strangers burst in the tent and began killing everyone.
To her side, Jasmine initiated the oldest defense strategy known to womankind, one that was practiced and perfected even before humans could read and write. She screamed very load so that every soldier in the camp (and even beyond, Katara's poor ears were sure of it) will rush to their aid as soon as possible.
In the meantime, Katara gathered her bearing and remembered that she wasn't some defenseless woman. She threw a stool on the back of the head of a thug that was in the process of choking an injured soldier under him. The hit itself did little to harm the thug, but it distracted him enough for the soldier to grab something sharp and slash it across the bigger man's throat.
When, an admittedly handsome, young man stormed in, however, Jasmine went to a little shock. The man was dressed with a much better quality wardrobe than the others, he had a vast and long white pants that left his biceps and abs completely exposed. He had a face of a prince and long black mane, as if he was taken from a young woman's fantasy. Honestly, if she was not in a situation like this, she would have madly blushed.
Jasmine apparently knew him by her look, and Katara had hope that it meant that he was going to help. Surly someone as beautiful as him couldn't be in league with the attackers. That hope was soon crushed, however, when he grinned savagely at Jasmine.
"Change of plans!" He called the others. "We take those two with us!"
The men who weren't busy rushed at them. Thinking fast, Katara took Jasmine's hand and run with her out of the tent. Apparently Jasmine knew the guy very well, because she was far less responsive than Katara would have liked. Unfortunately, their exit was blocked by a very boyish girl around their age.
"Surprise -$!"
And so, the two were surrounded by the thugs. Fortunately, the appearance of the short haired girl somehow broke Jasmine out of her trance. So there was at least one upside here.
"Zia!" Jasmine yelled angrily. "What are you doing here, you snake?!"
"Why to rescue you, of course. My beloved Jasmine." Damn it, even his voice was beautiful.
"A-Amir." Her friend named the guy, her voice trembling. "H-how are you h-here?"
"Does it matter, my dear?" He said with a smile. "All what's matter is that once again, you're back to me."
"Amm, Jasmine? Context please." Katara felt that she was missing many things here.
"Long story short, guy's the son of my mom's boss. Ugly in the inside as beautiful on the outside and has a lot of money to never understand the meaning of 'no'. He's also not over the fact that I damped him. Ugly next to him is a laying #$& that dated my brother only to sell us out."
"Your words hurt dear, we were much more than that." Amir said. "Don't you remember all the nights we spent together? How you excitedly talked how you will be just like your mother? How you will always be my best girl?"
"Go. To. Koh!"
"Tat tat, your time with the rabble made you forget your manners, we'll have to fix it once you're safe with me." Amir said disappointed. "Get her!"
That Zia girl was the first to rush with small blades on each hand. She was so fast that Katara acted on an instinct. Using her water bending, Katara threw all the water that was on the floor from all the broken equipment and threw it as a slap to the girl.
The water send this Zia away with a painful scream. Apparently, there were some sharp objects inside the water she bended (although calling it water was a bit of a scratch, liquid is more fitting). Said objects caused severe scratches and some stuck inside the skin. The other girl was cursing a storm.
Only then did Katara thought on what she just did. She water bended, in a fire nation camp, in front of fire nation soldiers (the fact that they were busy with more pressing matters didn't count). And unlike with the healers, this time it was pure combat.
The moment she hesitated was all it took for her hands to be tied by a whip and for her to be thrown to the floor. As she tried to move her head up, she was brutally held down by Amir's shoe. All she could do was to watch helplessly as the men closed on Jasmine. Even the feverish fight of the soldiers wasn't going to be enough, they were barely holding as is.
"No…"
Jasmine said as the men grew closer.
""Nonono!"
They didn't stop.
"Get your hand off me!"
They didn't.
"Nononononono NOOOOOO!"
Something unbelievable happened. Jasmine's scream was so loud, that a literal power wave came from her mouth. It was so strong that The man who was holding her hand was blown away. The same with everyone behind him, including Amir. If Katara's bending came as surprise, Jasmine's came as a shock.
"I have seen a power like this only once before…" One thug that wasn't on the line of fire said in awe as he stepped back slowly. "From Mi-Sha…"
"Air bender…" A fire nation soldier said in apprehension.
AN
And here we have Jasmine unlocking her air bending, like some of you have guessed. And in front of a crowd no less. that is going to be a hack of a headache to Zuko.
I have to admit, some of the parts here went way darker that intended.
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Anyway, I'm more than happy to read all your reviews.
Chapter 41: Chapter 39
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar: The last airbender
Chapter 39
A secret corridor behind a secret corridor. Hakoda had to admit that he wouldn't have thought to search that deep in an establishment like this. Thankfully, Xing's nose was sharp enough to recognize his wife's smell.
The second thing that surprised Hakoda was the traps and ambushes. When the dog halted at first Hakoda and the men were confused, at least until it shot a fire ball at a random spot. When the fire ball hit, an array of darts shot from the walls to the same spot.
From there, Xing walked in a very specific path as the animal scourged the land under it. The message was clear as Hakoda and his men walked on the exact same path. Needless to say, none of them had another encounter with any darts.
It was in the next corridor where things got interesting. Xing halted once again and started stalking as if it was ambushing someone. However, all Hakoda and the men saw it did was peeing on random spots.
"Is the mutt broken?" Asked one of the men.
"Don't think so, probably sees something we don't ." Another answered.
As answer that soon proved to be correct as the black hound returned. It stood above the first spot it marked and then, with a movement that reminded Hakoda of many great beasts at home when they broke the ice and snow to hunt for the prey underneath, it broke the stone like surface with ease.
A quick muted struggle followed by a snap had Xinng pulled back it's blood covered snot. In its mouth, a head of some man who was most likely planning to attack intruders from behind. The purpose of the marking became suddenly very clear.
With quick movements, the men gathered a group around each mark. To make no mistakes, they even came from the same direction Xing came to his kill. Once in position, the men simultaneously stabbed with their spears at the wet marks. The screams from below signaled that they hit their marks.
Once Xing deemed it safe enough to leave, they followed.
"Spirits above, what's the matter with this place?" a random man said.
"I know, right? We've seen fire nation strongholds less protected."
"At least it means that we're in the right direction."
"But what next, a dragon? Our luck will run out eventually."
"Let's hope that the traps run out first."
Hakoda ordered his men to continue their advance. They were deep in the tunnels now, an enemy territory like no other. Indecisiveness meant death here. Suddenly, however, Xing moved its ears upward as it caught something with its senses.
"What is it, boy?" Hakoda asked. "Another ambush?"
The dog turned its head and sniffed… backwards? Where they about to get circled? But Xing's reaction was strange. It wasn't growling or preparing to attack like usual, instead it sat with tongue out and wiggled its tail.
Just to be sure, Hakoda ordered his men to prepare for the worst. It was however unnecessary, as Xing barked and got a confused feminine voice in response.
"Xing?!"
From the double point behind them, a female figure of a young Kyoshi warrior stepped out. If Hakoda remembered correctly, this was the same girl who knocked out one of his men at the meeting they had. Her name had some similarities to his own son, Sukka, Saki… Suki! Yes, her name was Suki.
With a hand signal, the other Kyoshi warriors went out of hiding with the lead of Lyn. Xing walked towards this Suki girl and circled around her affectionately.
"What a pleasant surprise." Lyn said as they met and shook hands. "Didn't expect to see you down here."
"Same here." Hakoda answered. "We followed the trail with Xing, although it's a relief to see friendly faces. I assume that the lack of foes on our tail is thanks to you?"
"We did intercept a good number of men." She confirmed. "Although I must salute you on exterminating the vast majority of their heavy hitters, it made our job much more manageable."
"My men and I can't take all the credit, Xing was a vital part at the operation." Hakoda nodded towards the dog… who was sitting with tongue out and breathing happily as Suki petted it below the head?
Get your hands and yourself out of there you stupid girl! It was only a few minutes ago that Hakoda had seen that exact mouth crush a skull like an egg, for La's sake the mouth still had blood!
"How things are from your end?" Haloda asked, changing the subject of his thoughts.
"We got a few." Lyn said in a sad tone. "Apparently this 'Madam' had left them behind while she ran away with other, more profitable, merchandise. They couldn't give us exact directions, but luckily, we had your trail of bodies to follow."
"Than seeing as our goals more likely than not in the same place, I suggest a cooperation." Hakoda decided. After all, the more capable people he has, the better.
"Aligned goals?" Lyn asked in confusion. "Sorry for asking, but what are you after exactly?"
"My wife." Hakoda said evenly. "I have reason to believe that she's been held here for the last seven years."
"Oh…" Lyn thought to herself for a moment. "Yes, I can see the similarities. Very well, I agree."
The head of the Kyoshi warriors gave Hakoda a parchment of some kind, when Hakoda opened it, he saw… a map? It looked like a map, but the roads were painted in red and green colors that gradually changed from one to another as the roads continued.
"This is a map of the tunnels, at least the best we could come up with. The color is how deep underground we are, you can see the exact numbers in the bar at the up-right corner."
"How… how did you get this?" Hakoda asked in wonder. The details on this map were amazing, he wasn't sure even Mi-Sha had something like this.
"Let's just say that we had a badger mole inside." Lyn said. Hadoka noticed the past tense but didn't comment. He knew how ruthless and efficient Mi-Sha is with this kind of thing, the fact that someone had done something like that under the giant's nose was a miracle in itself.
"Yes… That will help things tremendously." Hadoka said.
"You don't have maps of your own?" Lyn asked confused.
"Mi-Sha made it clear that we're not among those who permitted to use the tunnels." He answered. "If a map of any kind is found in our possession, it would raise questions. And Mi-Sha is paranoid if nothing else."
It's not like Zuko even mentioned such a thing to him in their meeting. And even should he, Hadoka hardly believed that the prince would just give away such valuable information for free. Hakoda preferred it that way, the prince already had too much of a hold on him as is.
And so, they continued. Xing was their danger sensor and the Kyoshi warriors acted as scouts, together they bypassed and naturalized the threats effectively enough. When they went deeper, however, they began to hear the voices of many animals. The roar of a lion, the hiss of a snake and the call of a goat. The echo only made it worse.
A look to his side notified him of a very concerning development. Xing, the murder machine that slaughtered everything in its path in brutal fashion regardless of size and strength, was shaking as it moved. Hadoka was a hunter, he recognized those movements. It wasn't a conscious fear of impending danger, but an instinctual reaction at the presence of a mortal predator. Xing wasn't afraid, but its body was.
It filled Hadoka with worry. After all, what monstrosity caused something like that to Xing of all beings?
Everyone stood in shock as Jasmine revealed her bending, none more so than the named girl herself. Of that Katara was sure, if the shocked expression was anything to go by. Fortunately, Katara was the first to act among all of the killers around her as she shot a blast of water at the nearest thug. A part of her wondered how all the others, who were much more experienced fighters than her, were so slow to act, but she reasoned that a sudden air bender would give the fire nation a pause. The, quite concerning, connection Jasmine seemingly had to Mi-Sha took care of the others.
Katara's act seemed to remind all the others what they were doing a few moments before. That is, killing each other. An act that they most dutifully return too with burning passion, in the fire bender's case, literally. The cat frog was out of the bag now, so Katara had no reason to hold back her water bending.
She sent another water whip to counter the one Amir shot at her as she stalled for time and got closer to Jasmine, who still didn't seem to register what's going on. Katara was saving her strength and stalling for time. Reinforcement would come and, considering from what she had seen, it would come sooner rather than later. And the sand people knew it too.
Katara was in the middle of redirecting another one of Amir's whips as she noticed a frown on his face, someone wasn't happy at being in a standstill with a novice girl. It was then that Katara came to a realization that this was her very first real battle.
"So, you're another one of this Zuko's girls?" He said amid the strikes. "You have a cute enough face, I'll admit, but you need more fat on those bones."
"Screw you, at least I'm not the one who's having problems fighting a little girl." Katara shot back. She knew that with guys like this, there was nothing more humiliating for them than a blow to their masculinity. She had Sokka for reference, but her brother for all his faults was a saint compared to this guy.
"Tch, I'll have to teach that mouth of yours how to behave after all this is over."
As they continued their fight Katara suddenly pulled a water barrier by instinct, and a good thing she did. As the barrier finished manifesting, a few knives were already lodged in it. An angry feminine yell followed by an assault kept Katara on her beck foot.
"You [censored]!" Zia yelled as she gone berserk.
Katara noticed that the other girl had a few deep cuts on her cheek and a few broken needles as well. That couldn't be healthy. The fact that the eye above ticked randomly was a concerning sign as well, but if in was caused by the remnants of the drugs or natural was everyone's guess.
It took all of Katara's skill to keep herself from getting hit in this two against one fight. Zia came at her hard and fast and didn't allow Katara a chance to counter. Amir, on the other hand, was fine with watching the cat fight and disorienting Katara with his whip.
They continued this dance back and forth. As much as Katara hated to admit it, she was in a very bad position. Ignoring the fact that it was two against one, the girl in front of her was much more experienced in fighting and was smart enough to not let Katara have enough time and space for her bending. Besides that, both her opponents were stronger, faster and had much more stamina than her.
Therefore, it came as a little surprise when Zia finally got past her guard and landed a spiked hook in Katara's stomach. Causing the water bender to kneel and hold her stomach in pain. That quickly followed by a pressing weight on her head that made her kiss the ground.
"Nothing smart to say now, eh?" Amir stood towering over her, his shoes a few centimeters from her face. "Now play nice and we wouldn't hurt you… much."
"F-ARGH!" Katara screamed as her arm was bent at an unnatural angle.
"Shut the #$ & out you [censored]!" Zia yelled. "I'm gonna [very long and detailed censor]!"
"Now, now, what did we talk about? Savor it, you need to savor it." Amir lectured his deranged she-dog. "Besides, she's south water tribe, right? I wonder if she'll be as good as that Kya gal."
She must have shown some reaction, because she suddenly felt even more pressure.
"Ooh, a reaction! Do you two know each other? Is she your mother?" Amir mocked cruelly. Katara must have given another reaction, because Amir's eyes and grin grew larger. "Holy spirits, she is your mom! You hear that Zia?"
"Don't worry $! &." Zia spoke to Katara's ear. "When we're done with you, you'll be just like mom-ARGH!"
Katara suddenly felt an immense amount of heat above her as Zia screamed in pain. Katara's view had gone blazing orange for a few seconds. When it was over, she felt the charred corpse of Zia fall lifelessly on the ground.
A look behind her showed the old fire nation commander (Shen if she remembered correctly) it a fire bending stance and a resolute look on his face, behind him rows of black and red armored soldiers. A sight that Katara wouldn't have even thought would ever being her joy did just that, she cried from relief.
Reinforcement has arrived.
Sokka was moving with the temporary squad he was assigned to. Their mission was simple, to escort a bunch of engineers, so that they could demolish the tunnels in the area.
Teams like the one Sokka was in were sent to the already sterile areas that were under fire nation control. Well, sterile was a relative word, as some boogieman could always be hiding behind the next wall or coming from the very tunnels they were ordered to destroy.
Sokka's group had a dozen people, seven soldiers including himself and five engineers. Which should be more than enough to take care of any strugglers. They had five tunnels that they needed to destroy to call it a day, a task that Sokka really wanted to get done with.
"Look at this place." One of the engineers whistled in appreciation. "Not a wall left standing "
Now when Sokka thought of engineers, he thought of those smart little guys with a stick like figure and hunched back. You know, the kind of guys you can't help but have the urge to shake them down for lunch money. He was far off.
The guy before him was a head or so shorter than Mi-Dved, which still made him far taller than Sokka, with just as thick arms. Unlike Mi-Dved, however, the engineer was much much fatter. Sokka was sure that he himself could have fit inside the belly without problems.
When asked about it (because Sokka couldn't keep his mouth shut), the engineer luckily wasn't offended. Apparently, being an engineer in the fire army required doing a lot of heavy lifting, especially if you serve in the navy. Compared to that, running around with a spear sounded very casual. Looking at the equipment they carried with them, Sokka couldn't help but agree.
Another engineer quickly added that in spite of their seemingly stronger build, they were no fighters. They lacked the speed and stamina required from the troopers and had little to no knowledge about fighting itself.
It was strange, Sokka used to think that the more a person is bigger and physically stronger, the better he is at fighting. Recent events, mainly the Kyoshi warriors, opened his eyes to the many other ways of fighting. Another look at the engineers in front of him told him that while they may have a mean punch, a light legged opponent can easily bleed them dry in an open field. In fact, Sokka figured that as things are, even he could take them on at one-on-one fight.
"Good riddance, I say." Another engineer voiced his opinion. "Don't know about you, but I'd rather not have some bandit jump at me from the wall."
A look around showed that indeed, there wasn't even one wall intact. Just rubble. And it was for the exact reason that was said, to take from the enemy the ability to plan ambushes. The old houses and wooden cabins had no chance against the new artillery the fire nation used, and everything else was taken care of by Mi-Dved's axes.
If he was on the other side, he would undoubtedly call foul. Blaming the fire nation for being cowards and causing pain and destruction because they could. Here, however, he was downright glad that he had the cover of artillery that saved him from the death trap that he would have undoubtedly been facing. It really put things into perspective.
After some time, they got to their first target. The entrance of the tunnel was a hole in the ground, it wasn't a big one, but big enough for a grown man to climb up and down at ease.
The soldiers secured a ring around the engineers as the later prepared their equipment. When all was ready, the engineers threw a bomb inside. It exploded after a few seconds and caused debris to fall. It wasn't enough.
By nature, it was very easy for an earth bender to unplug a blocked entrance. You needed to build enough pressure on the block, so that the pressure will surpass the earth bending. Therefore, you needed to strategically place the explosives to make sure that the tunnel collapses on the inside. Which was exactly what the engineers did.
As the tunnel crumbled, Sokka looked up to another source of noise. The artillery once again shot and decimated a big building that was most likely housing important assets of the enemy. It was different from the catapults he remembered from his youth, and frighteningly mor terrible, in both range and damage. He supposed that it was a given with how much time had passed, he'd be stupid to think that the fire nation wouldn't try to improve something just because it works.
"Hey." Sokka got the attention of one of the engineers to fish for information. "What can you tell about those new catapults? I remember them being very different when I was little."
A bit on the nose, but the other side had no reason to suspect anything.
"Sure are. Because those are dragons, not catapults."
"Dragons?" One of the soldiers asked. "Aren't they giant flying fire breathing lizards? And extinct?"
Sokka sure hoped so.
"No, not those ones. It's how the instrument is called." The engineer clarified. "It uses explosives to blast away a piece of metal with huge force. The fire that comes out of the mouth as a result got it its name."
"Shooting using explosives?" Sokka asked. "Can't be safe."
"It's more complicated than that, but yes. You need to fix the right amount of the right ingredients to the powder and build the machine from the right materials in the right way. As it is now, however, you have more danger from the sound than from the shot itself."
"Huh."
The group continued their mission. On their way they found a few strugglers, but the problem was quickly solved with the teamwork of the soldiers. Sokka among them. They had met a few kids that much to Sokka's carnage were immediately shot upon. Sokka completely disagreed with the way they were attacking to harm kids, but after the encounter Mi-Dved's group had there was little Sokka could speak up.
And so, the group continued their journey to seal off their respective points.
That was a complete mess, it was the only thing Shen could think of.
An attack on their medical tent in the heart of the camp was disastrous enough and was worthy of a nightmare of a headache, but discovering not only a water bender, but an air bender in their ranks? That was inconceivable. Ignoring the political consequences, just the sheer chance for that to happen…
What next, the dragons aren't extinct? The Avatar is alive? Whatever the case is, it left him with serious problems. By all rights, he should have just executed the two girls on sight. Just as protocol demanded, their relationship with the prince be damned. But that opened another can of worms.
Did the prince know about it? If so, did he know that he was committing an act of treason? Was the fire lord aware? So many questions, so many pitfalls.
He shook his head. Politics later, for now he'll put off the metaphorical fire of the assault.
He walked towards the downed water bender, sparing a glance to the now very dead body of the female bandit. He didn't feel any pity or regret for killing her. She was a part of those criminals willingly, she knew what she was getting into. And judging by the few words he had heard, she had it coming.
The boy with the whip yelled and stroked Shen with his whip, and quite pathetically at that. Shen easily caught the whip in his armored hand and pulled it hard. The boy was sent stumbling forward with a yelp, unbelievable look on his face. Shen used it to hit the boy with his other arm, the fist was enough to bring the boy to his knees with a painful yell.
Not sparing another glance at the boy, letting his men apprehend the problem, he looked at the water bender. She had signs of emotional trauma that made Shen regret not being able to arrive earlier, he knelt so they could be at the same height, more or less.
"Katara, right?" He asked as she nodded. "Think you can get up?"
She tried to, but adrenalin caused her to be unsteady and fall a few times before finally succeeding. Deciding to question her first about the situation and not the bending, he waited a moment for the young girl to gather her wits.
On the background, he could hear the boy wailing nonsense to the soldiers. Yelling about who he is and how important his parents are, as if that was going to help in any way. Shen knew those types of kids, rich and entitled and think the world was created to serve them. Those types of kids were the first to break.
"So what can you tell me about the situation? The attack I mean." Shen decided to clarify, he had to ask the more political concerning questions in a more private setting.
And so she did, she told him about the attack. From the moment it began with a surprise boulder throw up to the moment where Shen arrived. He stopped her a few times or told her to move on where she had to mention her bending, but otherwise kept silent.
She told him everything about the words the Amir kid said, and once again he regretted not getting earlier. Obviously he miscalculated, Amir wasn't just an entitled brat, but truly sadistic monster.
"Listen closely now." He told her. "Take your friend with you and follow those two men to your room. From there speak to no one, and I repeat no one, until either I or the prince arrive. We can think of something up, but only if you follow the instructions. Do you understand?"
The girl nodded frantically, good.
She left, taking by the hand her still unresponsive friend, and the two men he assigned followed. They will not be disturbed. With one problem postponed for later, he turned to the man who will be responsible for the prisoner interrogation.
"Squeeze from the little monster everything you can, as long as he stays alive everything goes. When you're done with him, execute him through rat torture."
The man saluted and went to work.
Shen stayed a little to put things to order to things. Making sure that all the injured were getting treatment, having patrols surround the area in case they missed something and getting debriefs.
"Sir, we have found the tunnel where they came through." The lieutenant he was talking to said.
"And is it secured?"
"Yes sir. There was only one body at the entrance, unnaturally disfigured and clearly tortured. The healers say that it's fresh, as in less than an hour."
"Do you know anything about it?" Shen asked.
"We think that it was the guide of the group. From the confessions we already have, this was a smuggling operation to get the kid, Amir, out of Amora. The fact that the exit of the tunnel they used was next to the medical tent was a pure coincidence."
"Really?" Shen raised an eyebrow. "The act speak highly against them."
"Apparently, the two kids have a few screws loose. And unfortunately, they were in charge." The men said. "Because of the camp, Amir and Zia had the guide killed in brutal fashion for failure and entertainment. Afterwards, they decided to use shock attack instead of waiting for the night to sneak out because they were impatient. After that, the two ordered the others to stay to finish the butchering and to kidnap ladies Jasmine and Katara."
"Good grief, what is wrong with them?" Shen questioned. "Now I'm actually glad that I burned this Zia alive."
"About that, apparently Amir is considered a nobility of some kind. By protocol, he should be held for ransom. What are your orders, sir?"
"Override protocol." Shen ordered. "His crimes are too severe. Besides, protocol is for prisoners of war, a category that he was excused from the moment he ordered and participated in the butchering of injured and non-combatant healers for fun."
"And if a higher authority gets involved?"
"The orders stay the same. Once the interrogation is over, dress him in the iron maiden and make sure that the cell with the spider rats is above his stomach. All things considered, my orders are absolute in this case."
With his piece of mind and orders known, he walked back to the girls. A conversation that will be much more complicated than this.
"Hey, you okay?" Katara asked her still unresponsive friend.
Fine, it was probably a stupid question, but all she needed was a reaction of some kind. Argh, why was it so hard? Unlike her brother, she actually was the more rational one. Jasmine needed to snap out of it. She missed Xing, the fur ball had a talent for making depressed people happier. And wasn't it a hit to her pride that a dog is better than her.
She needed something that Jasmine couldn't resist, but what? She tried talking about clothes, she tried talking about medical things. Heck she even involved Jasmine's fantasies about Zuko for crying out loud. What could she do now?
Wait, Jasmine already had broken off from this before during the battle. But it was the reaction to Zia, something Katara isn't (thank the spirits). But maybe…
"Hey, Jasmine…" Katara asked, trying a different angle. "Do you mind if I marry your brother? We'll have a happy big family in the south pole, I promise you could visit from time to time."
"Don't you dare take him to that spirit forgotten hole!" Finally, a reaction. Also, rude. "He's mine! You hear it, mine mine mine!"
Ok… maybe too much reaction. Katara had a big brother as well, so she knew that this reaction was not normal. In any case, it made her friend blink a few times and return to reality.
"Sorry. I was… not in control." Jasmine made an apology.
"It's fine, I'm just happy to have you again…" Katara said evenly before uncertainly adding. "Do… do you want to talk about it?"
"No, no." The other girl waived her off. "I was just in a dark place, so I was overly sensitive. In any case, I'm glad that this is behind us."
"Amm… not to rain on your parade." Katara said. "But the two of us kinda revealed our bending. By the way, I'm a bit angry about you not telling me about your air bending, but I understand."
"I didn't even think I was until today." Jasmine admitted. "It came as a complete surprise."
"Really?! Is it even possible?"
All Katara got as an answer was a shrug.
"It doesn't matter, we just need to wait for Zuko to arrive and fix things up." Jasmine said.
"You think he will?" Katara asked. "It would be much easier for him to just cut off dead weight and turn us in. Heck, he may even turn off his banishment if he hands you over."
And wasn't that the truth. For all that Zuko had done for her, she knew that she was just another pi sho tile for him. As much as she hoped that she managed to get in his good graces, she had no delusions that between her and his ambitions, Zuko would choose his ambitions. No matter how she hoped otherwise.
"No, I don't think so." Jasmine shook her head. "He had many opportunities to throw either of us to the bat wolves, but he didn't. Besides, I consider myself rather good at reading people. Zuko is honorable at heart, oh he may use tricks and underhanded measures yes, but once he makes a promise, he will do everything to keep it."
"And if you're wrong?"
"And if I'm wrong… what more could we do?"
There was a knock on the door.
"Miss Katara, miss Jasmine, it's Shen. May I enter?"
With little choice, Katara proclaimed that he may. Shen entered the room, alone, and closed behind him the door. He sat on a stool and gestured them to sit next to him.
"First of all." He started. "I want to know how you're coping up. No one should have gone through what you did, especially in a supposedly safe place."
"We're a bit shaken, but are better now." Jasmine said. "If I may, what will happen to the attackers? It will put my mind at ease."
"After a through interrogation, the convicts were judged to death by the rat. Does this answer your question?"
"Yes, sir." Jasmine bowed with a smile on her face. "Thank you."
Katara didn't understand something.
"What do you mean by that?"
"If you don't know, than it may be-"
Jasmine, however, cut off the old man.
"It's when you lock someone inside a metal suit, immobilizing him. Only the catch is, that the suit has a chamber with a rodent inside. Once locked, the chamber opens, and the animal has direct access to the flesh. With air holes to breathe, the trapped creature has only one way to both eat and get out."
This… Katara shivered. This was a long and painful to go. She was torn. On the one hand, it was cruel and barbaric, and she never thought someone deserved such a fate. But on the other hand, from the little she knew about the people, they were the lowest of the low. And they did kill for fun. Looking at the gleeful face of her friend, Katara decided to trust Jasmine this one time.
"Ahm, yes. Now for the more important part of this meeting, your bending." Shen's words stopped any other thought that ran in the heads of both girls. "Let's start it simple, does the prince know?"
Jasmine was about to talk, but Shen held a finger to stop her.
"No, not you. Putting your bending aside, you're an expert con and deceiver. I can't trust your words, She's the one who talks." He pointed at her.
"Zuko knew I was a water bender." Katara answered. "It's the main reason he hired me. As for Jasmine, none of us knew she was a bender, less of all an air bender. She didn't know herself until today."
The old army man looked at her intensely in the eyes for a few moments, until he relented and sighed.
"Very well, you speak truth. If the prince is aware, then I have little to do. I'll send him a falcon explaining the situation, he'll decide what to do. It's now above my pay grade."
"So you're not going to imprison us and take us to a cell in the fire nation? Or execute Jasmine?" Katara asked in a hopeful tone.
"Ha! As if." Shen laughed. "You may not be aware of it, but the two of you are very popular among the soldiers. Especially if they were patients of yours. No, and execute Jasmine? Half of the men will think of revolting!"
Shen shook his head before continuing.
"What I'm trying to say is that you have nothing to fear from the people of the camp. What will happen now will be decided between the prince and his father."
"So you're saying we have a chance?" Katara asked hopefully.
"A chance, yes." Shen said with caution. "But remember the last time the prince tried to act against his father's orders. Right now, there is only one question to ask, how much is the prince is willing to burn for you?"
Zuko looked at the city beneath him, an ugly thing really. A quarter of it was already burned to the ground, which was a good pace. Zuko knew, however, that resistance will only grow stronger as the rats are cornered.
"As victories mount, so too will resistance. I suggest calling it a day, the sun is about to set, and overextension is fetal in this environment."
"Fair enough. What does your scanners see?"
Zuko immediately saw a window popping up in front of his eyes. It showed the signals of his forces, as well as threats and tunnel openings.
"There is a large increase in the insentient life forms, I suggest to mark the border with camp fires to ward them off. Let our enemies kill and feast on each other."
"Agreed." Zuko said as he flew down to the main camp the soldiers made inside the city to deliver the orders.
Once done, he went to see how things are going around the camp. By all rights, he didn't have to. He had people that it was their job and as a prince it may be beneath him, but this had more to do with maintaining presence. Small things like calling soldiers by name (and Sai always told him their names) made them more willing to do things for him, it goes double if he talks to them and asks how they're doing.
"Zuko!" A familiar voice called out."
"Mi-Dved, how are you?" Zuko asked as the towering man walked to him. "I see much less buildings than there should be, and rubble everywhere. I can't help but be disappointed as a tourist, you wouldn't know who I should file my complaint to right?"
The bigger man let a bark of laughter at the, frankly awful, joke. Taking it as praise to his fine job at demolishing the surrounding. Which it was.
"So how was your day?" Zuko asked.
"Ah, you know, the usual. Destroy this building, crush that thug, nothing too much exciting." Mi-Dved said as he remembered something. "Oh, I did kill an enforcer by the way. Put my axe through his skull and everything, quite cathartic by the way."
"Good job!" Zuko complimented. "Same here, one of them thought that he could take me in the closed spaces inside the walls. Didn't go so well for him, I shish kebab-ed him and threw him away."
"Ha! Sounds fun. You know, part of me still can't believe that we're actually doing it. It's poetic, you know. I ran off from here to escape this place, only to end up returning to destroy completely."
"Funny how things are." Zuko agreed.
The two had continued their small talk until a falcon flew towards Zuko and landed on his armored arm. Zuko petted it as he started to read the letter. He cursed as he read the content.
"We need to go back to camp, now." With little time to lose, Zuko held Mi-Dved from behind by the armpits and flew the two of them with his fire bending.
"Not that I'm complaining being carried high in the air like dead weight." Mi-Dved started. "But what happened?"
"There was an attack from the inside on the medical tent, both Jasmine and Katara are safe." Zuko immediately calmed the heavier man down. "Unfortunately, during the attack Katara had to reveal herself as a water bender."
"Damn." Mi-Dved said. "That's going to be one hell of a headache."
"It's not even our biggest problem right now." Zuko said. "Apparently your sister discovered that she's an air bender."
"What?!"
"When the thugs were about to kidnap her, she released a scream with a blast of air that banished them away." Zuko explained.
"She does have a strong voice…" Mi-Dved didn't know how to take the revelation. "What are we going to do?"
"I need some quiet time to think, let's just meet the girls first and then decide, ok?"
Mi-Dved nodded under him, preoccupied with his own thoughts.
'Sai, what are we going to do?!'
"As it stands, too many people already know. If there was a small group, I would have suggested a few accidents or duties from which they wouldn't return. But it's obviously out of the question now. As much as it pains to admit, our best course of action will be to confess to your father."
'Are you crazy?! He'll banish me for good! At best!'
"If he hears it from you first, he may be more lenient in his punishment then if hears it from someone else."
'It's father! He's never lenient in anything, ever!'
"In any case it's best to write him as soon as possible. That way we'll have the narrative at least before opportunists like Zhao could vulture on it."
'This is a complete mess up…'
"Agreed, and one that will bleed us dearly, in one way or another, but not a killing blow. We'll pull through, like we did before. Trust me."
And he did. If there was anyone Zuko could trust, it was Sai. The guy/helmet/thing had always been truthful to him, and always stayed true to its words.
Both too soon, and too long, Zuko and his passenger reached the room where the girls were being kept. Zuko ordered the guards to let them through and to not be disturbed unless it's a letter from his father or a life-or-death matter.
"Zuko!" The two girls called.
"How are you two?" He asked as Mi-Dved hugged his sister.
"Could be better." Katara said. "Say, have you seen Sokka?"
"He didn't come to see you?!" Zuko asked bewildered, only to get angrier when he received a shake to the sides. "He'll have a lot to answer for when I find him… No, not now. Explain what happened?"
The girls told him and Mi-Dved everything. From the beginning when the assault started, to the moment Shen left their room. Jasmine was disturbingly gleeful when they reached the part where Zia died.
"AMIR!" Mi-Dved yelled in rage as he hit the metal table with a fist, denting it with pure strength alone. "I will skin thar $ #!#$%#& alive!"
"Easy brother, commander Shen has promised to give him the rat." Jasmine calmed her brother down. "You'll have as much time to gloat as you'll like."
Zuko didn't like any of the smirks the sand sibling shared but decided to ignore it this time considering the situation.
"What are we going to do?" Katara asked with concern. "You wouldn't let them take us, right?"
Zuko had a really really hard time ignoring the pleading look the water bending girl gave him.
"Don't worry, I'll grease things up with dad." Zuko calmed her down. "I promised you that you'll be back with all your family, I stand by my word."
Her blue eyes shined in gratitude and some other emotion that Zuko didn't recognize.
"Unbelievable… Why are they all either extremely dense, extremely sadistic, or extremely masochistic?"
'Not now, Sai.'
"Amm… Not to be the party popper." Mi-Dved began. "But the last time you tried to 'grease hands' with your father about people's life, you literally got burned and banished. And they died anyway."
"True, but now I have more ground to stand on. Besides, he wouldn't maim me in a way that will hurt my fighting capabilities for long now, He still has use for me."
"THAT'S NOT HELPING!" all the three yelled together at once.
"OK, ok! Sorry…" Zuko held his hands up before changing the subject. "So how did it feel to air bend for the first time?"
"It was… something." Jasmine said. "Sorry, it's just that so many things happened at once…"
"It's fine." Zuko held his hand as a pacifier. "But how do you feel now?
"Strang… as if a body part that I didn't know I have is suddenly acting up. Which is basically what happened." The raven-haired girl said before asking a question he hoped to avoid. "Zuko… Mi-Sha is our father, isn't he?"
The room fell silent.
"I'm not stupid." The enchantress continued. "There can't be too many air benders, and Mi-Dved's size speak for itself. How does it change… everything?"
Zuko walked closer to the duo and placed a hand on each of their shoulders.
"Between us, absolutely nothing." Zuko said before looking at each of them. "Mi-Dved, you're still the guy I released from slavery and helped to find his sister. Jasmine, you're still the girl that I reunited with her brother. Your sperm donor doesn't matter to me, it could be Mi-Sha, the earth king or the damn Avatar, it doesn't change all that we've been through together."
He honestly didn't expect the hug that Jasmine suddenly gave him as she cried on his shoulders. A pure sincere hug with no ulterior motives. She was soon joined by Katara and Mi-Dved, making a group hug with him at its center. He already wasn't strange to acts of friendship, not like he was seven months ago, but this sheer honest affection… he hadn't experienced something like that with anyone bar mom and uncle.
He allowed himself to relax and for the moment, forget about the future. He was loved, and whatever may come, he wouldn't be alone.
AN
Another chapter as the Saga continues. While our heroes have their moment of rest, the stakes will only rise higher. Next chapter we'll finally meet Mr. Pickles, as well as have another POV of Mi-Sha.
Chapter 42: Chapter 40
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I don't own Avatar: The last airbender
Chapter 40
Getting some sleep was becoming harder and harder for Kya. The fact that they slept on thin matrasses on the dusty floor and the humidity of enclosed space full of people didn't help, but the constant noise of the thing that the madam calls a pet was the main reason.
Even ignoring the fact that the noise itself was loud enough to shake the ground a little (and wasn't that a scary thought), but the fact that the thing responsible was a room or two next to them was sure to keep her awake.
She remembered when they transferred her and the other women down to the tunnels. At first, she was terrified that they are going to kill her for some reason because they blindfolded her and dragged her like a sack of potatoes. Later, she didn't really relax when she found herself alive with some other women in this dusty storage room.
She had a hunch about the reason for all of this, she wasn't stupid. People talked, especially in her line of "work". She heard how the fire nation is slowly but surely pushing at Mi-Sha back, and how they were closing in on the city. The fact that the madam decided to store her interests in safe keeping instead of earning her coin was telling.
Frankly, she wasn't sure what to do. She despised both sides and wanted them both to suffer, but right now she would have preferred a fire nation victory. If she played her cards right, they may even set her free and she could finally go home.
And frankly, this had a decent chance of happening. Even down here they got news from above, most commonly from the guards on the other side of the door who talked among themselves.
She heard that Mi-Sha suffered a humiliating defeat against prince Zuko, who exposed the bandit as an air bender and apparently beat him so hard that Mi-Sha had to stay still under medical care. When she heard that, she was so happy that she could have kissed the fire prince, if she young girl again and he wasn't probably a monster even worse than Mi-Sha.
As things stood, she heard more and more whispers about the situation. The fire nation was gaining more and more ground, taking control of about a quarter of the city. Yes, those were the poorest areas apparently, but it still didn't paint a pretty picture for Amora.
Another roar from the creature, this time with a side quake to follow. She, as well as the rest of the women, moved even farther from the heavy door that was their only protection. The guards outside, if they even were there, didn't count even as a distraction.
"W-what do y-you t-think it's a-about?" One of the women, some minor noble from the earth kingdom whose husband didn't pay his dues, shakenly spoke.
"M-maybe i-it reacts t-to i-invaders?" Another woman suggested.
Another violent shake in the ground, followed by a sound that was terrifyingly similar to a beam of metal being bent, raised concerns about the construction's ability to hold back the beast.
Kya heard voices yelling at each other, but under the roars of the beast it was hard to make words and sounds. She did think that she recognized the voice of the madam, however. After that, she heard war cries and people fighting, together with the terrible sound of a metal beam giving up.
It was an uncertain amount of time that all the women held their breath as the fighting continued. Suddenly, the door that held them both prisoner and safe opened by force, and from there stepped someone who she nearly lost all hope of seeing again. He was tired, he was covered in blood of which some was his own, but he was here.
"Hakoda?!"
The sounds of the various animals grew stronger and stronger as Hakoda and company descended deeper and deeper into the belly of the beast. More concerning, Xing's shaking followed the same pattern.
"I've never seen him like that." The Kyoshi warrior Suki said with concern.
"It's afraid." Hakoda said plainly. "Which makes things a tad more complicate and concerning."
"It doesn't seem right." Kyoshi leader Lin commented. "This is the same dog that barked back at the Unagi, in the ocean, on a little more than a raff."
"It's an instinct more than anything." Hakoda explained. "Some animals just have those kinds of survival instincts. Like a rodent that hides away when a shadow passes over it with speed or an ape that will run if it sees something long that resembles a snake."
"So you're saying we're about to face some kind of predator or natural enemy of whatever the spirits Xing is?" Lyn asked.
"Yes. Although the verity of noises confuses me" Hakoda admitted. "There's usually only a singular creature to cause a reaction, maybe they have some animals of which one is the problem."
Why did his gut tell him that it's not the case, and that it's much worse? Mentally shaking himself, Hakoda continued walking.
On their way, they met various traps and opponents, but those were dealt with in a relative ease. One annoying trap was an iconic trapdoor for the entire width of the corridor. Xing discovered it by a long jump in which he hit the ground to activate it mid jump.
The Kyoshi warriors had an easy time as they had a machination on their arms that shot a grappling hook to the other side. One shot the rope as the others walked on it easily, a strategy that wasn't available for the water tribe warriors for a few reasons.
In the end, they made a makeshift bridge from the ropes the Kyoshi warriors shot back, but their advance was clumsy. They all made it in the end, but their pride was hurt.
Finally, Xing stopped. It nodded its head to the next turn before looking back at Hakoda. The message was clear. This is it, the final obstacle in their odyssey.
He and Lin shared a nod, before they both pulled smoke bombs. With a single order, they and their relative charges threw the bombs and charged. Sticking to the walls, they avoided the projectiles that were thrown at them while closing the distance.
Swords clashed as the two sides traded blows.
Hakoda just slashed the head of a random thug as he heard the sound of heels across the floor, joined by the sound of slow clapping. Turning to the source, he saw an admittingly beautiful woman with flowing long black hair and aristocratic features.
In spite of the carnage around her, she walked as if she was in control. Swaying her body seductively while wearing clothes that fitted more to a battle in bed than a fight for her life. A whip danced dangerously on her hip as she walked.
"Bravo, bravo!" She said in a voice that sounded beautiful in spite of its mocking tone. "I must say, what an exciting game you gave, darling. To be fair, I didn't expect you to go past Kruki. But not only did you manage to get past him, you actually didn't lose a single person. I'm baffled."
"Maybe you just had bad security." Hakoda couldn't help but snark. The movements, the clothing, the familiarity with the beast master, this woman could be none other the infamous madam.
"Maybe, maybe." She nodded as if she considered his point. "But I can hardly leave you be after such an unprovoked betrayal. Whatever did you hope to achieve here?"
"My wife." Hakoda said through gritted teeth. "Release her and I'll be done with you."
Of course, she will have to answer to an army of enraged Kyoshi warriors, but he didn't say it. The witch, however, had the gall to chuckle.
"Oh darling, this again? Weren't you embarrassed enough the first time you made those baseless accusations?"
"Enough with your tricks, hag." He said as he pointed. "I know that she's behind this door."
He was sure of it. Even without Xing pointing it out for him, his gut said that his wife was just behind the door. The madam, however, finally dropped the act and scolded. Whither because of the truth coming out or the hag comment was unknown.
"Oh well, the gig is up then. Have fun dying."
As she finished her words, she smacked her whip, and four enforcers came out seemingly from nowhere to join the fray. Luckily, however, they were intercepted by the Kyoshi warriors. Ten Kyoshi warriors for each enforcer seemed to put both sides to a standstill.
The madam was about to attack him as well, but she was intercepted by a dart shot and narrowly evaded a fan slash from Lin. Hakoda saw that Lin had this handled and decided to not disturb the cat fight.
So far, the battle was going in their favor. They slowly but surely were culling the number of the defenders, and it seemed like even the enforcers couldn't keep up in a ten to one for long. The disturbing sound from the metal gate always made him uneasy.
"Alright, enough of this!" The madam yelled after she was kicked by Lin. With a strike from her whip and command words in some language he didn't understand, the metal gate finally bent from the force striking at it from inside. It continued to do so until it finally gave out and released the monstrosity it failed to hold.
It was hideous and magnificent at the same time. Hakoda was used to hybrids, they basically made most of the fauna in the world, but that thing took it to an entirely different level. It was a mountainous mass of murderous intent that glared down at them from the height of an elephant.
It had a majestic lion head with a maw big enough for a grown man to sit inside, with a long crimson main bigger than many tents he'd seen. It's reptilian like eyes glow in a cruel golden light. The body itself started from two strong lion limbs with claws big enough to masquerade short swords, and basically ending the lion part.
The back had patches of fur and scales, as well as a goat head sticking from the side like a tumor. It had a dark brown fur and horns as tall as two men, perfect for goring even large thick-skinned beasts with ease. It's mist like breath stink the air as the goat eyes glazed over everything with growing salivating hungry mouth.
The other side of the back had a gigantic dragon wing in a dark red color, easily big enough to cover even a camelephant completely. To make matters even more bizarre, the wing was in the wrong direction, as in facing the tail as if it was the head.
Which brought up the tail, a gigantic serpent as thick as a palm tree and just as long. It's head alone was half the size of a man, and more than enough to swallow one whole when opened. The poison green color of the snake and the liquid dripping from its saber like teeth suggested that it was venomous as well.
It had the hind leg of a goat, as well as a draconian one. The goat leg faced backwards as the scaled leg faced to the outside. It was an abomination, an unthinkable mistake of un-nature, and it glazed them all with its various heads.
The madam laughed cruelly, actually half covering her mouth with her hand like a villainess from a play.
"Go, my dear!" She called. "Go and kill them all for your mistress!"
The thing gave e terrible roar from its lion head, enough to deafen Hakoda temporarily, and released a stream of fire so big that even the long extinct dragons won't find shameful. And in a relatively close space like that, it was disastrous.
The fire caught many people, both friend and foe alike. A good number of his man were caught in it, as well as a not smaller number of desert people. His own luck was his proximity to the madam, apparently the beast had enough common sense to not risk harming its owner.
The Kyoshi warriors had an easier time, as their training and equipment gave them the agility and opportunity to escape the flames, but even they had some losses. The enforcers, spirits damn them, unfortunately suffered no loss.
As the fire stream ended, the loin head got a direct explosion to his face, courtesy of their own feral beast. The two glared at each other murderously, as if they were natural enemies. Honestly, if so, Hakoda couldn't fault the reaction Xing had. He himself would have pissed his pants a few times over.
That explosion also restarted the fight that seemed to stop as Lin once again assaulted the madam and the combatants continue killing each other. The two beasts clashed against each other, or more correctly, Xing danced under the chimeric creature for its life.
A group of Kyoshi warriors was dispatched well to fight the beast, with Suki on the lead, and shot at it with darts while making small cuts with their fans. It was a thousand cuts strategy that Hakoda honestly didn't know if they had the stamina to keep up with. At least before realizing a horrible truth. Hakoda saw with his own eyes how, as the goat's head bleated, blood vessels on its neck seemingly grew and travelled the entire body, healing it in the process.
"Give up now dear." The madam said the Kyoshi leader. "You can't win. Surrender now and I promise your training will be less humiliating than usual, I'll even find some hunk gladiator to put a baby in you. It would be a crime to throw those genes to waste."
Lin's response was the continuation of even more ferocious attacks.
Hakoda paid them no mind, however. He battled his way to the door that supposedly held his wife. It was locked from the outside to erase any escape attempts, so he slashed it with his sword and then forced it open. Once inside, he saw various women huddled together. He, however, searched only for one.
"Hakoda?"
He recognized this voice, even after over seven years.
"Kya?"
The two looked at each other, almost not believing it was real. They slowly stepped towards each other, but gradually increased pace until they ran. When they reached each other, they hugged each other as he spans her around, neither of them lessens their grip out of fear that the other will disappear.
They kissed, they laughed, they cried. They let out over seven years of agony, as much as the situation allowed them.
"I can't believe you actually came." His wife said between tears of joy.
"I will go to Koh and back for you." He said as he touched her cheek. Looking at each other in the eyes, they kissed again. A deep loving kiss as strong as their bond.
"But how?" His love finally said after the kiss ended.
"Let's just say I made a deals with fire-y arrogant demons." He then remembered something and pulled it from his pocket. "And I believe that it's yours."
"My necklace?" She asked in excitement as he placed it again around her neck. "Does that mean…"
"Yes, I've met little ." He answered. "Charming little lady. She's fine and well with her family."
"It's good to hear, I really feared for her." She said before gaining a confused look as she saw his frown. "Is something wrong, dear?"
"No, not really." He said as he schooled his face. "It just that the meeting with little Toph reminded me that Katara is seeing a boy."
That made her laugh as she held her hand to cover her mouth, such ordinary problems seem to be just ridiculous after everything they'd been through. To be fair, she still didn't know that said boy was the prince of the fire nation.
"I'll see what I can do." She finally said.
"It's all I can ask." He said before hugging her on the waist with one hand and gesturing at the door with the other. "No let's get out of here."
It was in this moment, however, that they saw Xing evading a paw strike that would have torn a komodo rhino in two. The beast hot in pursuit after it with the Kyoshi warriors inflicting minor damage on it from the side.
"Maybe we should wait a bit." Kya said sweat dropping.
"I'm afraid it's one of those 'now or never' situations." Hakoda retorted. "Give me a moment to make sure that the situation is under control, and we'll get out."
He went outside. To his relief, it seems that the situation wasn't as chaotic as he expected. They killed most of the enemy fodder, and the Kyoshi warriors successfully overwhelmed the enforcers. In fact, it was only the beast that caused problems, but Xing managed to successfully direct all its attention to itself.
In the corner he happily noticed that the madam lay dead on the floor, body distorted as if she was thrown to the wall and a hole in her chest that indicated possible causes of death. His happiness, however, was fully evaporated as he looked at the body next to it.
"Oh… it's not good."
Shaking his head to refocus, he yelled for the hound.
"Xing! We've secured our objectives. Get that thing away from us so we can leave!"
A bark was heard in return, and Xing ran deeper to the caves. The beast hot in pursuit.
"It's gone now." Hakoda told his wife. "We're safe to go."
"It goes for all of you." He added, addressing the other women.
"Poor thing." Kya said sadly. "I hope it manages to escape ."
"Considering what I know on the fur ball and its owner, it's completely possible." He said before registering something. "Wait, that thing is called ?!"
Imposter, usurper, false idol. Those were the things that were on Xing's mind as the dog looked at the thing in front. Chimera, some part of the hellhound instinctively knew the identity of the thing, or at least a spawn or an imitation of. It needs to die, Xing needs to see it die
Xing was filled with fear, hate and rage towards his enemy, more so than Xing had ever felt before. Why such a reaction was unknown, by all accounts, the thing from below the ice and the thing from below the water were far more fearful and impressive. Whatever the case was, Xing knew that this battle would only end when one of them is dead. And for the first time, Xing wasn't sure who would prevail.
The chimera surpasses Xing by nearly all accounts, be it strength, skills, experience, stamina and more. Just keeping up with it took everything from Xing.
Swoosh!
Xing jumped away from another flame thrower and immediately rolled to the side to avoid an acidic spit from the tail. From the background, Xing could hear the sounds of battle, but ignoring the threat in the front was a death sentence. The fact that Xing couldn't even hurt the chimera should it allow a hit was an insult on the thankfully nonexistent injury.
The female imitations were good at distracting the thing and giving Xing a breathing room that was very needed, however as things are, there was little chance of winning. For better or worse, however, the chimera was on its own. The imitation that seemed to command it was at a losing battle with the pack leader of the female imitations.
"Behehehe!" The goat's head once again healed the chimera. Was that effect endless or will it exhaust in time was uncertain, but Xing knew that nothing would work unless they take the goat's head first. It seemed that the females had the same idea as most of their attacks were aimed for that head.
"Spirits damn it!" One of the females yelled. "It took enough shirshu darts to knock out a village, just what does it take to bring this thing down?!"
Xing didn't know, but Xing was busy enough evading a paw stomp by the hair of its neck. Xing didn't see, however, the wing that came and smacked it so hard that Xing was thrown to the wall with a loud sound. Xing immediately got up, albeit snakingly.
One hit, all it took was one hit to almost have Xing out of commission.
By the time it took Xing to get up, the chimera was left basically unattended. The females had to face the full burn (literally a few times) of the thing, and they started to get overwhelmed.
In a daring move to redirect the attention of the imitation of the false idol, the females distracted it by shooting darts at the heads of the thing. The leading female, that Xing recognized as Suki and a possible mate for the master, charged at the goat's head with her katana. Ready to dismantle it from the body, or at least do it enough damage to kill that head.
With growing terror, Xing noticed that they underestimated the speed of the chimera, as well as its reflexes. The snake head was faster than the others, and got its bearing fast enough to crane its long body to bite Suki. By instinct, Xing knew that the snake head will spear its teeth through the female from behind before she could reach her destination.
Xing had to stop it! Xing had to, Xing had to, Xing had to!
It didn't matter if the legs were giving up, it didn't matter if the distance was too long. Xing took a jump to intercept the snake at any cost, no matter what. It was when Xing stepped on a shadow when things got strange.
Xing pictured itself jumping on the snake's head from above, and suddenly Xing sank into a place with no lights. It was distorted and strange, there was nothing anywhere. Not in the sense of barren land, but as nothing at all. Everything was void and empty, even the ground Xing stood on was nothing.
It was then when Xing saw a hole in the nothingness, the image of the snake head growing ever closer to the female. Acting once again on instinct, Xing jumped at the hole and right on the head of the snake.
Xing immediately found itself outside of the nothingness biting the nape of the snake. The weight and the momentum of a beast Xing's size was enough to redirect the trajectory of the snake, missing Suki completely.
It was a moment later, when a feminine battle cry followed by the sound of a sword cutting through flesh was heard. Suki, however, didn't finish with only cutting the main vein of the goat head. Using the device master gifted her, she shot a rope to the other side of the cave. With her change of momentum, she put her sword to the side and let the combination of the sharpness of her blade and the speed of her momentum cut through the nape of the goat.
The chimera roared in rage and pain, it's voice so loud that Xing had gone deaf for a moment. With a whip like snap, the snake released itself from Xing's hold. Luckily, Xing landed on the feet, even if the force was enough to push the hellhound back a few dozen meters.
"It's not healing!" One of the females said in excitement. "Good job, Suki!"
"Thanks, but the battle's not over yet." The alpha in training female said. "Actually, it may have just gone worse."
She was addressing the fact that now the chimera went berserk. With the goat head limply attached, the lion and the snake spit fire and poison everywhere out of pain and fury. Many had been caught under fire. The only upside was that the monster seemed to lose its ability to heal, which was a big upside as the creature was beatable now at least.
"Pickles! No!" The enemy female yelled in pain and desperation. "You'll pay for this!"
"Not so tuff without your monster, are you?" The current alpha female goaded her nemesis as she made another sequence of lethal moves with her fan, keeping her enemy on the back foot.
The chimera seemed to finally gain some semblance of control, as it whipped both heads in Xing's direction. There was fire in the eyes, literally in the lion's case. It seemed that the chimera decided that Xing was the one responsible for all its suffering.
The lion's head breathed fire as it ran towards the hound. Xing barely evaded it, and was on the constant run from either the flaming breath or the venomous spit. It continued like that for a while. In the end, Xing nearly got caught in the fire but escaped to the side. The dog managed to circle around the paw that was meant to crush the smaller animal and prepared an explosion to blast the chimera from the side.
What Xing didn't anticipate, however, was that the chimera used its wing to hide the snake's head. Once moved, the green head was already in motion as it bared its fangs. Xing quickly prepared another explosion to fend the head off, but the hound already knew this was it. The head was too fast, it will gore Xing before retaliation.
Suddenly, however, something was between Xing and the snake. The head bit and speared it as two different feminine screams were heard. The confusion delayed the monster enough for Xing to finish releasing the explosion, right to the eye of the snake. The shockwave and the pain of the creature caused it to throw the, now two, objects to the wall with a sickening crunch.
The two animals spared a second to look at the unexpected development, and were extremely surprised to say the least. Xing and the chimera saw the bodies of the two alpha females of their sides. It seemed that Xing's alpha female shot the same thing Suki shot, only she caught the other female in the process.
After that, the rope led the two straight to the snake head's bite. The timing, the position, Xing knew that it was too much to be random. It was planned, the green alpha female chose to move in that direction to save Xing from certain death.
In the price of her own it seemed, there was no way for an imitation to survive a hit like that.
Whatever reaction Xing had, however, the chimera had worse. The beast just killed its own caretaker. Xing didn't know the relationship between the two, but it hardly helped for the thing's mind stability. And so, the onslaught continued. Thankfully, the chimera was too focused on Xing to notice the females gathering around their fallen alpha.
"Xing! We've secured our objectives. Get that thing away from us so we can leave!"
It seems that the blue thing finally got his things sorted, good. Xing was a bit at odds with the blue imitation for all the things Xing had to go through because of the blue thing, but master's orders are master's orders. Xing barked as he ran deeper into the tunnels, the chimera hot on its tail.
"Lin, Lin!" Suki cried to her fallen leader and teacher. "Come on, get up!"
As if by a miracle from the spirits, her mentor puked blood.
"S-suki…? Girls…?"
"Yes!" a sister to the left cried. "We're here! Help will come soon enough, don't worry!"
Lin tried to let out a chuckle, but all she managed was to puke another bile of blood. Blood that Suki now noticed had an unhealthy taint of green.
"Don't bother, we all know that I'm beyond saving." The leader of the Kyoshi warriors said between coughs of blood. "Please, tell me… are we winning?"
"Yes!" Suki said between tears. "The thing is gone, and Xing will lose it in the tunnels. The enforcers are all dead, and the enemy is all but defeated. The women are transported as we speak."
"Good… than I can die happy." Lin began closing her eyes. "It's so cold and painful…"
"No, don't leave us!" Suki cried. "We need you, you're our leader!"
"No… you don't, first sister Suki." At Suki's confused face Lin couldn't help but let out another bile of a chuckle. "Yes, silly girl. You're now the leader of the Kyoshi warriors."
"But-"
"No buts. You led your sisters well, you fought, and you won. You even made an immortal fall to mortality, it's stuff of legends." She of course was talking about Suki's attack that stopped the regeneration ability of the thing. "You are more than ready."
"Besides." Lin continued sorrowfully. "I lived my life, I made my mistakes, and now I'm paying for my sins. To many sisters were lost because of me to have it any other way."
"But the mayor judged you already, you're innocent!"
"Heh, I guess a higher authority will decide it soon enough. Just promise me three things…"
"Anything!"
"Bury me next to my family's graves. I don't want to be here forever. This city is my death bed, I don't want it to be my coffin as well."
"Of course!"
"Do your best as leader, but don't forgot to live. You don't have to throw your life away because of my mistakes. Don't forgot to be a girl as well as a warrior. That goes for all of you."
"We'll try our best!" Suki promised. "What's the last thing?"
"That goes for all of you girls as well, but double time on you Suki. For Kyoshi's sake, drink your moon tea before meeting with your boy, some of you were too relieved when their monthly time started."
"Lin!" Suki wasn't the only one who yelled in indignation.
Another spit of… well, you can't call it blood anymore if its color is more green then red, but whatever. The point is that the dying Kyoshi warrior made one last chuckle.
"You all are good girls, I couldn't ask for better sisters." Lin said between coughs. "The pain… The cold… it all fades away… so that's how it feels like, heh. Yes, I can definitely get used to it. Just a little rest… So tired."
The oldest Kyoshi warrior closed her eyes as she released one last peaceful breath, a serene smile on her face. She will never move again. Looking at her, Suki couldn't help but notice that she had never seen her mentor so peaceful before, all the problems of the mortal plane were finally behind her.
Suki took the crown of Kyoshi and wore it on her head, making her new role official.
"Come on girls, we have work to do." She issued her first order. "As one!"
"As one!" They called after her.
She will cry for the dead later, she had the living to worry about now.
The shaking of the ceiling was becoming more constant as time went on. Not a good sign, Mi-Sha pondered. He was at the finishing steps of getting his motor control back, disregarding future consequences for a fasten process did wonders. He probably should be worried, but if he took too long, he wouldn't have a future to worry about.
"What's the situation?" He asked his subordinates.
"A quarter of the city is under fire nation control. To make matters worse, they made a wall of fire as their pseudo border. It means that all the rabid animals are now infesting our forces instead of the more provision abled fire soldiers."
"Damn." Mi-Sha said as he considered more options. "What about the tunnels? Have some men do hit and run, wage guerilla warfare from the old crumbling buildings."
"Unfortunately, the tunnels were either blocked or destroyed." The man said. "Our own earth benders are unable to fix the tunnels, or at least not without making enough noise that will she their location to the fire nation."
"Not ideal. What more news do you have?"
"The arena is completely destroyed from the bombardment, any gladiator that was there is now dead. The only fit for duty gladiators are those who were initially deployed as first response, those who we would shed little tears to lose."
"Curse that fire breathing spawn…"
This was more than just a heavy hit to their forces. The catastrophe coliseum was a symbol for the might and prosperity of Amora and himself, a monument of everything they achieved. A hit like this, financial woes aside, was a heavy hit on morale and even more importantly, Mi-Sha's claim of power.
"What are the estimate numbers of our forces?" The crime lord finally said.
"About fifteen thousand strong." His assistant said. "Nearly all units heavier than the common foot soldier were decimated. There is a severe lack of supply on the surface, as the grain storages and other food storages were among the first targets for the fire nation artillery."
"The good news is that with the citizens running away through the holes, this food situation could be dealt with by opening the private stores of food in the tunnels. Should the need arise, of course." The man in front of him continued.
"We'll see…" It's not that Mi-Sha had any unique problems with sharing his food, but more of the fact that he didn't want those gutter feeders infesting his domain more than absolutely necessary. Which brought him to another issue.
"What do we know about the Hakoda situation?"
"We can't be certain, but the barbarian had breached the tunnels and seems to ally himself with the Kyoshi warriors. Which may explain why we didn't hear from the scouts we sent to shadow him." The smaller man explained. "Our last updates stated that he was intercepted by the madam, the results of the conflict are yet unclear."
The loud sound of that demented pet was once again heard throughout the entire tunnels, with mini earthquakes to follow.
"From the sound of it, though, is still out and about. So I don't think the barbarian managed to overwhelm the madam." His underling said.
"Whatever the case is, it's clear that the beast is out of control." Mi-Sha said his mind. "And she better have it back in its cage before I will."
He spun his hand slowly, feeling all his muscles working as they should, before turning again to the other person in the room.
"Vacation time's over." He said. "It's clear that nothing here works unless I'm personally evolved. Gather all the enforcers, I will lead them personally. We'll strike at twilight and kill that little upstart of a prince. We kill him, and everybody else will crumble enough for us to push through."
"Yes, my lord." The man said as he left.
Mi-Sha looked at a point in the wall above himself, as if it was the direction of the prince. They will end it. for better or worse, tomorrow it ends.
Dodge, sprint, turn. It was everything Xing did as the chimera chased with vengeance. The thing moved at a speed not expected from its size, and Xing's much shorter legs couldn't keep up ajead for long.
Xing turned in another corridor as a wall of flames closed in, engulfing anything that came its way. Of course, it didn't deter the chimera as it ran undisturbed by the flames from its own mouth. Xing had to lose it, to get inside a smaller tunnel or something, but frustratingly no such corridor was shown. Which was probably by design to let the thing behind to move.
As Xing ran, it was almost hit by inspiration. Literally. Some dust would have fallen on the eyes if Xing didn't jump away just in time. Xing could cause dust clouds as well, a blast to the ceiling was all it took. It may be just what was needed to slow the thing enough for Xing to either find a smaller tunnel or figure out how to get to the dark place again.
And so, every now and then, Xing blasted the ceiling when the breathing allowed it. It seemed to work at least a little, if the annoyed growling from the chimera was anything to go by. It was good, but not enough. Sooner or later Xing had to give, either legs, heart or fire, each means a painful death by the beast behind.
Suddenly, the opportunity Xing needed came when the next turn revealed another T turn. Xing shot at the ceiling again, bringing a cloud of dust to obscure the chimera 's vision. The hellhound stopped momentarily near the wall, partly to catch breath, but mainly to make the chimera accelerate as it smelled its prey stopped running.
Sensing the bigger monster just inside the cloud of dust, Xing used whatever fumes it had left to run alongside the wall. Both their noses could pinpoint the other's location through the dust, but not to the point where they could aim without seeing. When the chimera noticed that Xing passed it, the bigger creature was still in the cloud of dust and didn't see the wall in front of it.
Xing heard the satisfyingly loud sound of a crush, followed by the sound of a crumbling wall. The angry growls indicated that the chimera was far from over, but it didn't matter. Xing had enough time. Having the same line of thoughts as before, the desperation and resolve, as well as picturing being there, Xing thought about the tent master made home of for now.
Xing disappeared to the shadows right before a pow as big as Xing's entire upper body was about to splat the hound like a grape. Xing also failed to notice the cave crumbling around.
Zuko decided that the four of them will sleep in the same room, in case someone may get stupid ideas. It hit him that he was sleeping in the same room as two pretty girls for the first time, or any girl in fact. Mother and Azula are family, so they didn't count. But it was a necessity.
While Mi-Dved was more than enough to send any opportunities seven feet under, literally, he didn't have the row political power Zuko had. If someone of a high rank orders a few elite squads to apprehend the girls, the big guy would be hard pressed.
Katara's situation was even worse as Sokka lacked both influence and might. While Zuko was sure that the only teenager of the southern water tribe could hold his own, an opponent strong or experienced or lucky enough could still beat him. What's more, they couldn't find her brother, no matter where they looked.
It led to Sai having a theory that put Zuko in a very awkward conversation with the water bender. Zuko was going to skin Sokka if the guy's sister doesn't get him first. Like, seriously, what was he thinking?! Does he have any idea how disastrous it will be if he dies?!
Didn't he know how Hakoda would take it if something happens to Sokka under Zuko's watch? Any accord Zuko may have had could be vaporized in an instance. It was also very lucky that Katara was so understanding and didn't blame Zuko for it, instead focusing all her ire on her brother.
Never mind. He could do nothing but send an order to fetch Sokka back, he should focus on the things that he had some influence on. He already sent letters to his father, his uncle, Loban, and even Beifong in case things really go south.
He sighed as he looked at the final letter he had just finished writing, for Azula of all people. When Sai suggested it, Zuko was ready to throw the helmet to the waste pits, but Sai managed to at least make a few good enough points.
The letter was about mother, or at least about what the swamp had shown him. It was always in the back of his head, even if almost completely ignored now. Like a tick in his head that wouldn't go until he has closure at least. And, as much as it pained him to admit, Ursa was Azula's mother as much as his.
"It's the lesser evil, your highness. With the situation as it is, everything we'll do will be monitored once we lay foot in the fire nation. Azula, on the other hand, is in a much better position. And you can count on her to be invested as well, she will get results."
'Doesn't mean I have to like it.'
"As I said, lesser evil." Sai said in his head. "You will have to pull through a lot of those in your career."
Zuko sighed again, there was no rest for the righteous.
"Are you okay?" Katara seemed to pick up om his sigh.
"Hm?" Zuko turned to her before answering. "Nothing serious, just writing a letter to my sister for the first time in years."
"The 'Crazy, sadistic perfectionist one with the personality of e scorpion'?" Mi-dved asked.
"There are no other sisters that I know of." Zuko answered politically. If the visions had some truth in them then things may get complicated.
The big guy took a deep breath before asking in a tone as if Zuko said he was going to eat something brown from the stable floors. "Why?!"
"To search about the vision I had in the swamp, the same swamp that told us were to find Jasmine."
"Oh…" Mi-Dved said awkwardly, the big guy knew to not bring such a fragile point.
"Yeah, not my first chois either, but Azula will want to figure out what happened to mom as much as I am."
"Wait, you have a sister?" Katara asked incredulously. "How have I never heard of her?"
"To be fair, princess Azula is common knowledge." Jasmine said.
"I lived under a rock, I get it!" Katara rebuked before turning her attention to Zuko. "What I meant to ask is why didn't you talk about her?"
"Azula and I aren't in good terms, to say the least." Zuko explained. "Even with putting the rivalry for the throne aside, we were always at odds. Azula would always make fun of me and bully me because of her better bending, as well as the fact that she was father's favorite. In retrospect, this may have been a proxy result of our parents' conflict with each other."
"Oh…" Now it was Katara's turn to be awkward, she probably thought that all siblings should at least care for each other if not get along. "I'm sure that she's-"
"When father burned my face, she smiled." Zuko put a stop to whatever the blue wearing girl may say. I'm not about to try to build burnt bridges."
Katara stayed quiet for a few moments before trying to change the subject. "So… Your mother?"
"Disappeared when we were little. One day she was in the palace, the other day she wasn't. No one had seen her ever since. The whole thing is a mystery, and I think Azula may know a bit more about it. The swamp's vision had given me some clues to work on, and I would have planned it for the week in the fire nation I managed to score, but of course it would be impossible now."
Katara looked down in shame, she was probably thinking it was somehow her fault and blaming herself for ruining Zuko's chance to find his mother. Something that hit too close to home for her.
He was about to say something to try and calm her down, but at that moment, the shadows from the corner of the room moved and spit something with a burst of heatless black flames. All four of them immediately went to their battle stance, meaning Zuko, Mi-Dved and Katara were while Jasmine hid behind them, only to discover a familiar face.
"XING!?" They all yelled in surprise.
Indeed, the hellhound laid there exhausted, bruised and lost consciousness the moment it saw Zuko.
"What?! How?!"
"An ability of its kind. When hellhounds are strong enough, they can use the shadows to travel from place to place. It, however, takes a lot of energy and cannot be used constantly."
"What happened to Xing?!" Jasmine asked with worry.
"It seems that Adrenalin had finally worn out from whatever battle it was in. The physical condition is stable as well, but any physical activity is forbidden for a day or two. Ask Katara to help it heal, direct the energy towards the injuries and let biology do its thing if nothing else."
Zuko did so as he calmed everyone down.
"What could have done it?" Mi-Dved asked. "We all know Xing, and he's one tuff son of a she-dog. Literally."
"Scanners indicate the presence of a chimera variant, it may very well be the cause. A worrisome discovery which we should discuss at a later date." Sai said in Zuko's head as pictures of different hybrids were shown inside the helmet, none of them gave Zuko a good feeling.
"No idea, but I guess we'll see soon enough." Zuko answers.
"What about my dad?" Katara asked with fear. "Xing was supposed to guide him to mom, right? Where is he?!"
"I don't know." Zuko honestly said, but the possibilities didn't paint a good picture.
They spent the next few hours trying to calm Katara down.
Azula was kneeling in front of her the fire throne, his visage imposing as ever.
"Daughter…" He spoke. "Your brother is a disgrace and a traitor. Take a ship and set sail to Amora, bring him to me in chains and redeem our family name."
"Yes father." Azula bowed even deeper, the position hiding her smile. "I am your ever faithful servant."
AN
And here ends chapter 40.
At long last, Hakoda managed to rescue his wife, not without a price however. Zuko is now in a race against the clock to finish his mission at Amora, with the stares ever increasing. Suki is now the head of the Kyoshi warriors , like she was in cannon, and things are getting hot in the fire nation (pun intended).
Chapter 43: Chapter 41
Chapter Text
I don't own Avatar: The last airbender
Chapter 41
"Good morning sunshine!" a voice yelled. "Get up and beat it, maggots!"
"Argh…" Sokka was not a fan of 'rising with the sun' thing, he was very happy with sleeping late thank you very much. Unfortunately, life didn't work like this. Especially in the fire nation army.
He quickly got up and put on his usual uniform before reporting to the squad leader. On his way, he heard the men (and sometimes a woman here and there) talk. It's amazing how loose lipped soldiers can be in their small talk, it may help that there wasn't any reason to keep thinks quite.
There was the usual small talk the soldiers had. The hot weather, things home, girls (the majority of the last part among Sokka's age group was about Jasmine, although there were a few talks about his sister. Much to his carnage). This time, however, he had overheard something interesting.
"Hey, you heard about the attack on the med tent?" a passing soldier asked his friend.
"Disastrous, what can I say." The other said. "How did they miss a tunnel right under it, I have no idea."
An attack inside the camp? Sokka decided that it was worth digging into.
"Hey, guys." Sokka introduced himself. "What was that about the med tent?"
"You haven't heard?" the first one asked in surprise. "I thought that everyone already knew about that screw-up."
"Hey, I was on tunnel duty all day, give me a break." Sokka justified himself.
"Well, from what I heard, there was a tunnel underneath the base all the way to Amora." The other gut explained. "A group of cutthroats managed to sneak in and butcher many of the people there before the commander entered the scene and cut them down."
"Crap." Sokka said with worry, his sister after all was usually in that tent. "Do you know who… well…"
"Many of the wounded." The first guy said. "Luckily, they managed to contain the enemy until reinforcement arrived."
"Yeah." His friend agreed. "Who would have guessed that there will be a hidden water bender and a hidden air bender there, now didn't that open a whole can of worms."
"What?!"
The two men misinterpret the reason for Sokka's outburst.
"Yeah, that was my reaction as well." The first guy said. "Who would have thought that the girls that patched us up are hidden enemy benders."
"Shh!" The second guy hit the first in the ribs. "Don't say that where someone can hear you. The prince obviously takes fancy to them. I don't know about you, but I don't want to end up as rat food because someone informed the prince about your stupid mouth."
"Hey, I'm just saying." The first guy defended himself. "And it's not like I can blame him, Jasmine is hot. Katara too will be a beauty in a year or two, once she fills up her bones with some more meat."
Spirits, Sokka wanted to punch that guy so hard right now. Was this what Mi-Dved had to deal with on daily basis? Although to be fair, the big guy's huge physic probably helps keep people quiet, you don't want to anger someone who can literally break you in two.
"Wait, so what's going to happen to them?" Right now, the wellbeing of his sister was more important than minor, accidental even, slights.
"Agni knows. They had been locked up in their room, the prince doesn't allow anyone to see them."
There was suddenly a horn that meant an attack, which caused all three of them to run to the center of the camp.
"What's going on?" Sokka asked.
"Koh if I knew."
Once they got to position, spears ready, the soldiers were facing a strange group of people. He recognized the Kyoshi warriors, with Suki on the lead, as well as warriors of the water tribe. And leading the men, was no one else but-
"Dad...? Mom…?"
The two couldn't hear him, yet something caused them to turn their heads in his direction. It was at this moment that he remembered that his uniform didn't consist of a full-faced helmet.
Yep, he was so screwed right now.
Aside from Xing popping up, the night went without problems. The good thing was that with Xing, Katara and Jasmine had something to hug their worries away. And Xing was now big enough to share.
It meant that Zuko got the full night's sleep he needed, all four hours, and had time to spare. When dawn finally came, he was about to wake Mi-Dved to guard the room. Zuko had to go back to the front to empower the fire power and rally the troops, but someone had to guard the room. He usually would have left Xing in charge, Agni knows the hellhound is capable enough, but the poor thing was still sleeping so Zuko decided to give it the much-needed rest.
Then, a knock was heard.
"Who is it?" Zuko asked.
"A message for his highness from the front."
Zuko opened the door and took it, thanking the man in the process.
'It can't be from dad, it's too early and from the army. What so you think it's about, Sai?'
"Only one way to find out."
Zuko opened the scroll and read, his eyes widened a little as he read the content. Right, maybe it would be best if they all went there, now.
He woke the other three humans, Xing was still in a deep sleep, another sign of how tired it was.
"What happened…" Katara said with a voice that was still half asleep.
"Great news, the troops found your dad and your mom together and healthy. We should get there as soon as possible, however, before things heat up." Zuko stopped for a second. "No pun intended."
"That's amazing!" The water bender called. "We need to go there now!"
"But how?" Jasmine asked. "It's not like we all can just fly there. And in case you have forgotten, Komodo rhinos hate me."
"I should be able to fly you all there." Zuko said. "I already flew Mi-Dved here, compare to him the two of you are just a minor weight."
They left the room, with Zuko ordering a big and tasty meal for Xing to eat once the dog got up. They decided that Zuko will carry Mi-Dved like he did before, with the big guy holding his sister bridal style. Katara hung on Zuko's back, hands hugging him tightly and head rested next to his.
For some reason Jasmine looked grumpy while Katara looked extremely smug, weird. It was Katara who had the least comfortable position and had the more risk of falling.
"Unbelievable, Every. Single. Time…"
'Not now Sai.'
Anyway, the group reached the commotion soon enough. And a good thing too, the weight of his three passengers was much bigger than he anticipated. Not that he was going to tell that to the girls, he had enough tact for that at least. Besides, the last guy who disrespected the two is now in a pit with rats eating him alive from the inside, he had no will to share this fate.
They reached the destination to a very uncommon scene. The acting commander of the fire army in the area was standing awkwardly next to Suki, who had the Kyoshi crown on her head and stood equally awkwardly. The two leaders looked at the scene of Sokka in a fire nation foot soldier's uniform getting turn down verbally by an angry Hakoda and a woman who looked like an older version of Katara. Zuko didn't need Sai's scanners to guess that she was Kya.
Zuko landed and Katara immediately jumped off his back and ran to her family.
Zuko stood next to Suki and the commander, the Amora siblings flanking him.
"So." Zuko asked as he looked at the ruling family of the south finally united. "What did I miss?"
"Your highness!" The man saluted. "We intercepted a large group of people that were identified as enemy forces from the barbarians of the water tribe. They were, however, accompanied by the Kyoshi warriors, so we held fire to ask questions first. Lady Suki here debriefed us about the situation, but we decided to inform you in any case to clarify it."
"Good man." Zuko then turned to the Kyoshi warrior, noting once again her tiara.
"The apprentice wears the crown, with the master not in sight. Such a promotion could mean only one thing in this situation." Sai told Zuko mentally before he may have done something stupid like asking where Lin is or congratulating Suki on her promotion.
"Talk to me later." Zuko said instead. "We should have a few days before father's men will arrive to arrest me."
"Yeah… Thanks, I-" Suki took a moment to register the last part. "Arrest you?! What the heck happened here while I was gone?!"
Zuko decided to indulge her.
"Yesterday there had been an assault on the medical rent in camp proper by an underground tunnel, which was missed from the maps because our source could pinpoint only the tunnel web inside the city proper. To keep story short, during the assault both Katara and Jasmine displayed their water bending and air bending respectively."
"What?!" Suki retorted. "Katara, I had my suspicions, but Jasmine? First Mi-Sha and now her? I thought that the air benders were supposed to be extinct."
"Obviously, we missed a few." Zuko admitted. "Either that, or it's nature finding a way."
"At least tell me that the two aren't related." She begged.
The two that Suki talked about were obvious. Knowing that everything said was heard by all the people next to them, Zuko had to be careful with his words. Whatever he said here will reach his dad sooner or later.
"There is no way we can check to be sure." Zuko half lied. He technically could and did find it using Sai, but a sentient artifact older than the fire nation isn't something you can use as a proof in court. "Jasmine and Mi-Dved are both orphans in the eyes of the fire nation law and have no certification of their father, if they even share one. Anything else said is just speculations."
"Aha" Suki said unconvincingly, but was smart enough to not push farther in this direction. "But why all the drama with the arrest?"
Right, Suki isn't a citizen of the fire nation, so she doesn't know its laws.
"Well… Ever since our, ahm, skirmishes at the south, grandfather's addict about housing and hiding water benders was clear. Any attempt at hiding water benders from the authorities will be considered as allying with the enemy, and therefore treated as a betrayal. I knowingly hid Katara's water bending for months, and even as a prince I'm not above the fire lord's addicts."
"Ouch…" Suki said.
"And then we have Jasmine." Zuko continued. "Being an air bender is a death sentence by Sozin's orders, harboring an air bender is sharing their fate. And it doesn't matter if she only now unlocked her bending or if she has no connection to the culture, the law says that by principal all air benders should die for the continuation of the breaking of the avatar cycle regardless of their motives, beliefs, gender or age."
"That's evil." Suki commented accusingly. "There is world domination, and there is just plain evil."
"Didn't make the rules." Zuko defended himself. "Besides, I too think that those addicts ran their course, they become counterproductive. But since the last time I said no to father I got this thing" Zuko pointed at his scar. "I need to be the fire lord to change it."
"This is messed up." Suki concluded.
"You don't know half of it." Zuko said, relieved that Suki didn't seem to blame him in this situation. "We'll give the family a few minutes to themselves, and I'll send them home. The sooner they leave to the south, the better."
"As for now, continue as usual, captain Shuki." Zuko addressed the man with his first name, which Sai fished out for him. You would be surprised how much calling your underlings by their name improves their performance.
"As for you, Suki, get some rest. You and the girls earned it." He said to the girl. "Talk to human resources about sending the fallen back to Kyoshi island for burial, it's part of their responsibilities."
The girl nodded somberly.
"Mom, I can't believe that we're together again!" Katara cried in relief as she hugged her mother for the first time in years.
"I know, sweetheart, and I'm not leaving you again." Mom hugged her. "Look how much you've grown, you're already a woman yourself."
"I missed you." Katara said with tears as she put her head into her mother's skin.
"I missed all of you too, more than anything." Mom said before adding. "And your father told me about what you had to do, I am sorry for having you put into a such dangerous situation with the fire prince."
"What-"
"I'm sorry that I couldn't keep your water bending hidden, and that it was the fire prince of all people who caught you." Mom clarified. "You shouldn't have been in the dragon's maw because of my mistakes."
"Mom, please, stop saying nonsense." Katara said. "I would do anything to bring you back home. Besides, you can't blame yourself for Zuko figuring out my water bending with a glance, you were kidnapped."
"Why did the fire prince even was in such a remote place, I have no idea. Banished or not." Mom mattered.
"It's actually one heck of a story." Sokka said, his tone made it clear that he knew just how thin the ice he was walking on was. "Apparently there was a treasure deep in the ice in the middle of the pole."
"We'll talk about this later." Dad said. "Anything that can help us advance our position will help. The most important thing is that we are all together now, and that there aren't any more things to worry about for now."
"Actually…" Katara remembered then the very important detail from the day before. She told them everything about the events that led to her revealing her water bending and what followed. Her mother and brother had a look of terror, while her father had in addition a pondering look, thinking what to do.
"Sorry…" Katara looked down. She looked up again as she felt father's hand on her shoulder.
"First of all, none of this is your fault." Dad said in a calming tone. "You did what you must to save your and your friend's life, no one can fault you for that. Know that whatever the future will bring, we'll face it together, as family."
"Zuko said that he'll convince his father, fix things on his end." Katara said hopefully.
"I will talk to the prince." Dad nodded. "But it also emphasizes the need to get out of here as soon as possible."
Speaking of the devil, Zuko was walking towards them.
"Zuko!/prince Zuko." The family said.
"Hello." Zuko nodded. "I'm happy to see that all of you are safe and sound."
"Thank you, prince Zuko." Father said.
"That said." Zuko turned then to her brother. "Are you out of your spirit damned mind?!"
Zuko's hair turned to honest to La flames for a second at the last word. Sokka was about to try to say something, but Zuko held his hand and stopped her brother in his tracks.
"The only reason that I'm not skinning you alive is because you're no longer under my jurisdiction. That, and the fact that you will be drilled enough by your family."
"He got that right." Dad said sternly as he put a hand on Sokka's shoulder, making her brother flinch.
"A-actually, maybe I should s-stay a little longer." Her brother stuttered. "You s-see, the squad is a-already understaffed and-"
"They'll manage." Zuko said while crossing his arms.
"But I need to get properly punished –"
"You're not a fire nation soldier, so you're not bound to the military addicts." Zuko rebuked her brother once again. "And as I said before, you're not under my jurisdiction anymore. Your family is once again whole and our agreement is terminated, you're free to once again be under your father's care."
"But what about–"
"You used your all of your bro points when I had to bail you out that one time when you tried to infiltrate that squad, which thinking backwards should have been a red sign."
Sokka bent his head down, excepting his fate.
"I'll only need you to hand back the uniform." Zuko said, to which her brother lifelessly nodded.
"Putting the matter of my brainless son aside for now, what do you plan to do with the entire situation around my daughter?" Dad addressed the camelephant in the room.
"I have already sent a letter to my father to explain the situation in the most favorable way possible. I expect him to have me arrested by week's end and have me sent back to the fire nation for a trail, most likely with my sister as the one putting the chains on me." Zuko started his explanation.
"This is hardly reassuring." Das said.
"It shouldn't be." Zuko agreed. "But I can convince father that going after Katara is counterproductive. For that, however, your journey ends here. You got your wife and your happy ending, keep it. Go back to your home, live your life, and stay there. Your part in this war is over."
"And how will you make sure he will?" Dad asked. "The last time you tried it, it didn't go so well."
"Because this time, I will stand and fight."
"I said 3.873 percent carbon, not 3.9! Get it right this time or Agni helps me, you'll never find a work ever again!" The quality inspector yelled. "And find some use to this garbage anyway, you have wasted enough money, you useless sack of lard!"
Satoru thought that the man was a bit too harsh, but the nephew of Loban understood the importance of precision in work. Especially when said work was for the crown prince's project.
Satoru didn't completely understand what the project was for, but all he knew was that it was big. In the literal sense. It was so big that they had to use this gargantuan cruise building shipyard just to build parts of it. He didn't see so much metal in one construction ever, and that wasn't even one of the main parts of the project for crying out loud.
In any case, Satoru was here for a different reason. They figured out how to send voice through wires, in a way. They managed to create an instrument that beeps as long as the needle touches the bottom of the instrument. They managed to create a code of short and long beeps that analogue to letters.
This was a groundbreaking success, and patenting it caused Satoru to be known across the entire fire nation. Already the army requested many of those systems in their larger ships, but it wasn't enough for Satoru. The code could be easily misinterpreted, how does a beep is considered short or long? What if the receiver or the sender messed something up?
For that, Satoru worked on his next invention. He tried to transfer entire lines of voice to the other side through the wire. If his work is true, then it will revolutionize communication yet again, and could be of use to the entire public. And because this time there is no light involved, the fanatics at the temples had no reason to raise their voice.
He talked about the invention, which he named "caller".
"Hello? One, two, three, do you hear me?"
He waited for a second, did his experiment fail?
"I hear you, nephew." He heard the voice of his uncle from the other side, if a bit distorted. "Well done!"
"Yes!" He raised his fist to the air.
"Hey." Zuko walked to Suki as she was busy talking to some guy that Sai recognized as the one who's responsible for ferrying the bodies back for burial. By the looks of it, they have some kind of a disagreement.
"Zuko!"
"Y-your highness!"
"I see that you have already discussed about ferrying the fallen Kyoshi warriors." Zuko gave the man a look that left now room for arguments. "Right?"
"Y-yes your highness, t-they will be ready in three day-"
"Tomorrow morning."
"Tomorrow morning!" The man knew better than to argue with the prince.
"Good, we shall not keep you away from your duties anymore." Zuko gestured a little to the side.
Recognized the dismissal as what it was, the man bowed and walked quickly away.
Suki huffed. "Thanks, the guy was starting to piss me off."
"Let me guess, the Kyoshi warriors aren't technically part of the fire army and therefore not part of his responsibilities?" Zuko asked.
"Yeah.." Suki agreed. "So, what can I help you with?"
"I need a status report on your mission, Xing can't exactly fill forms. I would have asked Hadoka, but we all agreed that he had to get out of here as soon as possible." Zuko answered as the two walked to a private spot. "But mostly I wanted to ask how you are doing, your promotion and Lin's absence say a lot."
"I… Yes…"
They entered an empty room and Zuko closed the door. Suki then began to regel him with her story. How they successfully managed to get into the city and meet the water tribe warriors, the meeting and Suki's skill demonstration and the bomb planting.
She continued to the next day, how they herded the people out of the holes once the bombs were set off. Here, however, she stopped for the first time.
"They trampled over each other…" Suki lamented. "We couldn't do anything, they literally ran over each other. I'm not stranger to people dying, but civilians getting killed by civilians because of our acts is a first."
"You did good." Zuko promised.
Personally, he didn't really care about those people. They were parasites that fed from his people and therefore had to be dealt with in one way or another. He may have felt some waste over the kids that got in the way, but he was reminded by Sai that they grew up in the same environment and had the same values. They will grow to be just as bad as their parents and Zuko didn't have the resources to try and rehabilitate them, the protection and security of his people came first. Of course, he couldn't say anything of it to Suki.
"You gave them an out of that hell." Zuko continued. "Don't think of the few people that didn't make it, but of the thousands who you saved and now can have a chance for a better life."
"Yeah… I guess you're right." Suki agreed.
"I hope so, it's part of my job description." Zuko joked. "Anyway, what happened next?"
"Phhh, smartass." Suki elbowed him. He had to admit that it was cute.
"Anyway, so what's next?"
Suki continued to tell him about their mission, about how they located the place where their missing sisters should be, how they got in and saw that someone was already there taking names. She continued describing the trail of corpses they followed until they reached a large hall with a big, cooked turtle-like monster.
"Huh, I see that Xing had fun."
"Wait, Xing did it?" Suki was bewildered.
"Well, yes. The wounds and positions of the animals you described do fill Xing's call card." Zuko explained. "And that cooked turtle fits the bill exactly. It was too armored, so Xing just cooked it from the inside."
"Dear Kyoshi… but Xing is so cute, he can't be so ruthless."
"Xing is a predator after all, you know." Zuko said. "Besides, you call me cute as well, and my kill count is high you know."
"T-That's d-different!" The new head of the Kyoshi warriors was blushing heavily now.
"Anyway." Zuko continued. "Please continue."
She talked about the girls that they discovered, and that they were left there as some kind of bait to be used by any invader so the true people of interest would be left safe in their hidings. The thought of using any human being like that, as if they were cattle for slaughter for a meat that wouldn't even be eaten, sickened Zuko to the core.
They had found there also clues of the whereabouts of their missing sisters, which Suki was invested in following immediately after they put the fallen warriors to rest. Some of the trails led to a few people of the noble clans, Zuko of course promised to aid Suki both in getting inside the fire nation and keep things quiet.
Suki continued with their meeting with Hadoka. The girls discovered the secret tunnel easily enough, probably because of the fact that the entrance was torn apart by Hadoka and his man. Then, using the maps Toph provided, they searched the corridors until they met Hadoka and his man.
The traps they met somehow made Sai nostalgic.
"Ah… the boulder in the corridor, classic. I remember trapping avatar La-Snu in a similar underground maze. Good times."
Zuko was reminded that for all proposes, the thing inside his head mentored the mortals who had the biggest kill count in human history.
Then, finally, they reached to the battle, and Zuko had to admit that it was a pain and a half. Killing not one but five enforcers was nothing to scoff at. Sure, he could do it on his own with a bit of Sai's help, but for the baseline none bender it was an achievement.
And then, there was the chimera. Now that was something. Just hearing about it made Zuko happy that Suki was alive, that healing ability was surely over powered. In fact, Zuko was impressed that Suki managed to survive so long, let alone cut the goat's head off.
"That's impressive." Zuko told her straight up. "You were absolutely amazing."
"I-it was nothing." Suki blushed at the praise, very happily.
"No, it wasn't." Zuko insisted with a honest smile. "I can hardly think of many people who could have done what you did. It was exceptional, just like you."
Zuko was worried about his female companion now, because it looked as if she was melting with steam coming out of her ears. He was pretty sure that she wasn't a fire bender, but after Jasmine he didn't take anything for granted.
'Sai?'
"No, she isn't a bender. And she's fine, she's just having a temporary overload as a result of a vile women-bender."
'What?! We must stop the witchs at once!'
"An extremely thick one as well… Don't worry she'll get over in in five seconds."
And so she did. She then continued to the very thing he wanted to talk about, Lin.
"A-and she just shot a grappling hook and took them both right into the mouth of that thing, I couldn't do anything but watch!" Suki cried. "It was so fast, yet I could see everything so clearly. The fang just shank her, and then threw her off to the wall like discarded garage!"
She continued sobbing as Zuko brought her up to a hug. He was hardly what one would call an emotional expert, but having someone hugging you always helped Zuko when mom was still around. It seemed to work, because the girl in his arms could talk again after a few minutes.
"Why?! It's not fair!" The head of the Kyoshi warriors cried again. "Lin was like a mother to all of us, and a great person. She wasn't suppose to die like that! Why does it happen to people like her!"
"She wasn't asking for an answer." Sai stopped him before he could say something. "Just let her get it out of her chest."
His response then was only to hug her tighter, which seemed like the right course of action.
"I don't know if I can do it, leading the Kyoshi warriors." Suki revealed. "I don't think that I could lead them like Lin did, I don't have the experience or the know how. What if I lead the girls to their grave, like I did with Lin?"
"Bull." Zuko called. "You already led your girls in various complicated operations just yesterday, so don't you dare say that you aren't ready. You have cut the head of a freaking chimera, no one will dare saying that you don't deserve to lead."
"Besides." Zuko continued. "Don't be like Lin, be like yourself. Let her ghost guide you but never hunt you, she won't have put herself in grave danger if she wasn't certain that she had a worthy successor."
"But what if I screw something up?"
"You would be alone." He answered her. "You will have your sisters with you helping the entire way, you could talk with your mayor who's name I've forgotten. Heck, you can always ask me if you want, Agni knows I have enough experience in making people do things. Comes with the job description, really."
"Thanks, Zuko." Suki rested her head on his chest. "You're always there when I need you."
"Of course, you're important to me." Zuko said honestly.
Suki stayed still in his arms, her hug became ever tighter.
"Father take me now, here we go again…"
"Zuko… do you like me?" She asked weakly.
"Of course." Where did that come from, of course he liked her.
Another thing he wasn't prepared for, was Suki suddenly warping her hands around his head and pulling it towards her. She proceeded to connect their lips together and pushing he tongue inside while he was still in shock.
Zuko didn't understand what was happening until it was done. By reflex he pulled her closer, which caused her to warp her athletic legs around his torso. He couldn't control his limbs and tongue as it battled for dominance in his mouth and then in Suki's mouth, his body wasn't his own. It was only moments later that he regained control, but Suki was nowhere to be found.
"W-what, where –"
"Suki left running a minute ago, Casanova." Sai said in his head.
"What just happened?"
"The result of overloading stress, a combination of a warrior's and inexperienced maiden's heart, and the usual drama that seems to plague the overlords regardless of gender, generation or ethnicity."
The horn of the start of the attacks saved Zuko from having to face this new problem, whoever said that violence was never the answer?
It had been hours since Hadoka had left for the south. By Sai's estimations, they should already be halfway across the dessert. It could have gotten better, Zuko lamented, but also much, much worse.
Hadoka didn't try to pull a fast one on him (not that the tribesman had anything to pull for, he got everything he wanted after all), nor did he try to attack Zuko and his men. They parted on lukewarm terms, true, but they were on different sides after all. Considering everything, it was the best course of events.
'What do you think will happen with the greenhouse, now that the warriors are back?'
"Depends on Hakoda's acts really. Dismantling the greenhouse is not a possibility for him, not for lack of force, however. The man knows he has a decent chance to live happily, he's smart enough to avoid your wrath. He may, however, order the women to stay in their houses and forbid them from working in the greenhouse now that the men can hunt for food again."
'How much will it hurt the assimilation of the south?'
"Tremendously. But now there is little that can be done about it without worsening the situation. Fear not, your highness, as long as they keep trade, assimilation will continue."
'And how do we make sure that they keep trade?'
"Easily. With loaded battleships accompany the traders to remind the alternative."
It was very American. Zuko did know where that came from, or what in Agni an American is, but he just knew it to be true.
'Update me on the status of the battlefield.' Zuko ordered.
"Another eighth of the city is in fire nation control, tunnels in those areas have been naturalized. Local losses estimated in 36 dead and 174 wounded, both fatal and nonfatal. Artillery has 583 anti-building rounds and 327 anti-infantry rounds. Food and water supply is steady."
'It's half the area we gained yesterday, and the number of rounds is lower than ideal.'
"As I said before, as victories mount so too will resistance. This is a good pace, Amora is going nowhere after all. Although I do agree that the use of artillery should be conserved for now." Sai said before finally talking about the unagi in the room. "Now if you had your fill of violence and slaughter, may we address the situation with Suki? Half a day is more than enough time to talk about it."
Crap, Zuko couldn't run away from it, could he?
"Sai, what do I do?!" Zuko both asked and begged his most trusted… whatever Sai was. "What are we now? Is she my girlfriend? Am I supposed to marry her now?!"
"Hold your rhinos, your highness." Sai calmed him down. "A girl kissed you, it's hardly the end of the world, expected even. Although personally, I calculated for Jasmine to be your first kiss."
"But I kissed her back, I disgraced her." Zuko argued.
"It's hardly called a disgrace, don't tell me that you still think that babies are made from kisses. The two of you are hormonal and attractive by human standards teenagers, it's expected from you. What I'm unhappy about is the timing and your cluelessness."
"I don't understand."
"And this is the problem. Suki needed to push herself up with you assisting only when needed. Instead, you made her fall in love and be depended on you. It is not necessarily bad, or irreversible, but you worded it in a way that Suki saw as romantic instead of supportive."
"Dear Agni, what do I do?!" He didn't mean to do it, he only wanted to help her.
"First of all, do you want to start a relationship with her?"
"I-I don't know, okay? She's fun and I like to be with her, but she has her responsibilities as the head of the Kyoshi warriors and I as be the future fire lord, there wouldn't be enough time for us to actually be with one another. And as cruel as it is, from a political standpoint, Suki isn't fit to be a fire lady. She doesn't have the capital, might, or ancestry to be considered a candidate."
"That is a very though dissection of the situation, I salute you, your highness. And what if she agrees to become a mistress?"
"W-Wha?! Never!" Zuko stuttered blushing. "It's despicable!"
"Is it? I nobles and royals without a company outside of marriage where the exception, not the norm."
"Maybe thousands of years ago, not now!"
"True, perhaps my knowledge is outdated, either that of things like that are kept private now. Regardless, when a person is mighty enough, people would even expect them to go around. She doesn't even have to be known as mistress, I believe the right term nowadays is 'friends with benefits'?"
"Please Sai, I don't want to talk about marriage and stuff, I still have time for Agni's sake!"
"So be it, but you need to solve this situation with Suki sooner rather than later, it's unfair for her to be led by this. Personally, I care little about such things, but experience taught me that it will come biting us in the worst possible moments."
There was a laud boom suddenly as a tornado suddenly appeared.
"Congratulations, Mi-Sha have finally appeared."
Zuko sighed in relief. Between talking about his fillings and fighting for his life, he would happily choose the coward's way out and have a fistfight with death. For once in his life, he was actually glad to face Mi-Sha.
AN
And here we go, a kind of filler chapter for the next big fight.
a heads-up, next two week I have something that came up, so I probably would be skipping a week or two with the next chapter. I'll try my best to keep to schedule, however.
Chapter 44: Chapter 42
Chapter Text
Mi-Dved cut through another sand man as the day continued. How many is it now, two hundred three hundred? Honestly, he lost count. He looked at the axes in his hands, both of them were painted red but otherwise sharp as new. It was another little thing he liked about them, besides the obvious power ups. A weapon will get dull after a few good slashes, he knew it from experience, but those babies stayed as sharp as ever. He had no idea what the axes were made of, but he liked it.
The day was starting to end, and the sky was beginning to show signs of twilight. Which meant that they will soon move back to the camps that they managed to build. A shame, but there will be always tomorrow.
Looking around, he saw many more sand people laying unmoving on the ground, in various poses. Mi-Dved happily noted that he could barely spot fire soldiers among the fallen, so far it was a good day.
Which of course meant that something was going to screw them over.
As he turned his back to head to camp, there was a sudden blast of wind that knocked back many of the soldiers. Mi-Dved himself stayed in place thanks to his mass, as well as the fact that he was fast enough to hook himself to the ground with his axes.
It took a few very intense minutes for the sudden sand filled wind to stop, or at least to be bearable. Looking around, the fire army was in complete disarray. Soldiers thrown aside in various uncomfortable poses. Some groaned, some did not.
Looking back forward, Mi-Dved prepared his axes for a battle. From the obscurity of dust that followed the wind, came a figure. Mi-Dved was a big guy, he knew that. When people had the guts to look him in the eyes, they always looked upward. But that man… he was truly massive. Even Mi-Dved, who was well over six feet, barely reached the chest of the figure.
"Mi-Sha…"
It couldn't be anyone else. The size, the power, the authority, only one fits the bill. The man was dressed for the occasion as well. The giant's massive chest was covered in some kind of an armor, that if Mi-Dved had to guess was made from the shell of a big armadillo turtle. The rest of the body was as well covered in various kinds of protective gear, all of which had no metal in it. Seems like someone doesn't want to get shocked.
The places that weren't covered in armor, mainly the thick arms, were covered in bandages. Either to farther protect himself from lightning or to hide his injuries was uncertain. A look to the hands told Mi-Dved that the big guy had knuckled gauntlets made of the same material as the plate. No doubt to punch through arcs of lightning.
Suddenly Mi-Dved felt very, very, heavy. It was as if an adult komodo rhino was suddenly on his shoulders. It took tremendous effort to stay on his legs, but he knew that it couldn't last. Something had to give up, and Mi-Dved was afraid that it would be his spine.
The one responsible was clear, and so was how to act. A lesser fighter may have been too focused on the pressure, but Mi-Dved knew that the best way to get out of it was to break the concentration of the one responsible. He threw his right hand axe with all the power he had in his muscles and his bending, straight to the figure of Mi-Sha.
The axe spinning and flew. Even with the pressure wasting much of the throw's energy, it was still strong enough to tear through metal. Mi-Dved bended the rock inside the axe to pinpoint on the head, to make a decisive blow that would end it once and for all.
Mi-Sha caught it with his bare hands a dozen centimeters from his face.
By all accounts, it shouldn't be possible. Mi-Sha wasn't an earth bender who could counter-bend the axe to stop, nor was it humanly possible to react so fast. Yet, apparently his sperm donor didn't get this message. Worse, Mi-Sha seemed to slowly but surely get the axe away from his face and hold it in his hand. All while Mi-Dved bended the axe to tear through the face.
There was no bending involved, just pure physical strength so massive that it overcame direct bending of a power bender. And Mi-Dved knew he was the most powerful earth bender around here, cheating blind girls notwithstanding.
The only good news Mi-Dved got were that the pressure on him considerably lessened. Actually, it lessened enough for Mi-Dved to throw his other axe. Unfortunately, like the previous one, Mi-Sha caught it. But at least the pressure once again lessened.
They stood there, battling for dominance. Pure strength and resolve battled against each other, and each knew that a loss would mean death. To make matters worse, Mi-Dved could see the many figures of enforcers coming from behind their lord.
"N-no!" Was all Mi-Dved could do as they bypassed him and started to slaughter the still downed and disarrayed fire soldiers with brutal efficiency.
Two walked at his direction, even their lifeless inhuman masks couldn't hide the gleam of a cold blooded killer. So this is it, heh. This is how he dies? No, he refused to. He had too much to live for. A sister he had to protect, a friend he can't disappoint.
"No." A single clear commanding word came from the lips of the lord of the sand, halting the enforcers at once. "He's mine."
The two enforcers ran at once to join the bloodbath behind him.
Mine? What did he mean? Was it an acknowledgement of the blood bound between the two? A simple declaration of ego? Was Mi-Dved overthinking it?
Mi-Sha took a step closer.
"I must say." The giant spoke in an event tone, as if he was in a comfortable office and not at all in a deathly game of tugging war. Was Mi-Dved's attempts so insignificant? "You came much earlier than expected. And better prepared too."
"Not… thanks… to you… old man." Talking was a real struggle now, but it set things straight. They both knew, and they both knew that they both knew.
"A shame you're a sand bender." Mi-Sha sighed in a seemingly real disappointment. "You had potential, a great potential. Far better than anyone else so far."
"Others…?"
"Oh, yes." The sand lord answered dismissively. "Disappointments, all of them. Average at best and not a single air bender among them. No one to even consider from that lot, your ma was always the best stock."
Mi-Dved could only grind his teeth.
"You know." Mi-Sha continued. "It really came as surprise when I heard the girl was an air bender. A shame really, she is a breeder, not a fighter. Hopefully, being a woman, her rate of birthing air benders is higher."
Mi-Dved's blood ran cold.
"It's unfortunate that Amir is probably dead now." Mi-Sha lamented. "Don't get me wrong, the boy was an idiot with way too much piss in his head, but his mother at least knew how to raise him right physically. Now I will have to find another bull. I would have just done it myself, spirits know that an air bender is almost a grantee this way. And she looks just like her mother to boot, but the risk of genetic malfunction is just too high."
"You get away from her!"
Putting even more protectiveness/desperation fueled power, he managed to get Mi-Sha to take a step back.
"Right, enough chitter chatter."
With some effort, Mi-Sha managed to hold both axes in his right hand and pulled his free left hand forward. With a clench of his unbelievably big fist, something happened.
His breath, something happened to his breath! Mi-Dved could no longer inhale air, but he clearly felt how life giving oxygen was leaving his lungs. His vision started to get blurry and in his oxygen deprived mind, he could swear that he saw the wisps of air as it was being stolen from him. As well as countless other wisps that he couldn't find the strength to think about their origin, all concentrated into a ball around the free hand of the monster in front of him.
No! He couldn't give up now, Mi-Sha would kill everyone if Mi-Dved doesn't stop him right now!
With tremendous effort, Mi-Dved pulled everything he got into the twin axes. Now the risks were even higher, as well as the resistance. Mi-Sha had to hold double the force in one hand, all while fueling a storm, putting pressure on the entire neighborhood, and bending away the air of the entire company. Mi-Dved, in contrast, had to deal with the pressure and being forcefully choked. This wasn't even an apt description. When someone is choked, they still can hold their breath and save some air, here he couldn't do even that.
One of them had to give up and break, and things didn't look good for the smaller man. Mi-Dved had his vision turning darker and darker, his muscles giving up. Mi-Dved was getting weaker every moment while Mi-Sha seemed to be as strong as ever.
So that's how it ends, heh… even the adrenalin and whatever fumes he was running on are all exhausted. The earth bender could no longer stand on his legs, the muscles simply lacked the oxygen to work. Even then, he stubbornly bended the axes in whatever small and desperate way he could.
This was it, he felt consciousness leaving him. This is how he dies. At least Jasmine is away and safe now. Even if he falls now, she will be safe with Zuko. Yes… this, maybe this wasn't so bad at all…
Those were his final thoughts as his senses started to fail him and eternal blackness was taking over.
Zuko shot like a meteor to the eye of the storm as said storm raged and devastated whatever was left from the city. Zuko couldn't get a clear picture of the damage, having to focus on flying and all, but it couldn't be pretty.
"Pressure levels on ground are being raised and lowered to dangerous levels seemingly at random."
Zuko knew exactly what Sai was referring to, having a person experience.
"Mi-Sha plays with the pressure again?" Zuko asked without really needing an answer. "What are the estimated casualties?"
"Bad." Sai said in a way that put Zuko at unease. "Life signatures indicate a fall of a soldier every second and a half."
"No!"
Zuko flew even faster through the storm. How could he be so stupid, of course Mi-Sha would use every dirty trick he had. Zuko himself had Sai to provide the means to counter the (quite frankly ridicule) abilities of the bandit, but the regular soldiers didn't! Zuko should have thought of a solution before. And now his people pay the price for it.
"Get a hold of yourself. It's impossible to arm an entire army to take on just one man, who isn't even the avatar, while fighting a war at the same time. We had not the time nor the resources to make preparations for a single moment while hindering the entire campaign in the process."
Right, game face. He had an air bender to fry.
Zuko tore through the storm, but not before losing a great deal of speed. He finally saw his target. Mi-Sha was right above a downed Mi-Dved who was terrifyingly unmoving on the ground, a hand holding two axes about to deal retribution.
He yelled as he released an explosion right in the mass center of the big man with full force, attempting to end him then and there. The bandit, however, sent forward the fisted arm and two explosions collapsed on each other. The result was that everyone flew backwards. Mi-Sha became lost and half buried in a cloud of sand, Mi-Dved luckily was just thrown to the side relatively unharmed bar a few scratches, and Zuko landed backwards with both legs on the ground as Sai balanced the fall.
Immediately, Zuko flew towards his downed friend, checking for a pulse.
"Mi-Dved! Answer me!"
No result.
"Wake up, please!"
Still nothing.
Zuko also couldn't feel the pulse.
'I-Is he-'
"Not yet, but you need to be quick and do exactly as I say. Now put a foot on his chest."
Zuko immediately did as Sai ordered, not thinking twice. He then felt his foot produce electricity that went straight into the chest. Once… twice… in the third time his friend finally got up as if awakened from a nightmare and took greedy breathes of air.
"Welcome back to the land of the living." Zuko greeted his friend as Mi-Dved continued to breath heavily and calm down from his ordeal.
"What… How…" the earth bender slowly rose up to his feet shakenly.
"Doesn't matter right now." Zuko waved it off, mostly because he himself wasn't sure what happened. "How are you feeling?"
"Like I'm back from the dead." Mi-Dved gave his rather apt description.
"I will take care of Mi-Sha, I need you to take care of the enforcers right now." Zuko put on his overlord mask back. "Can you do it?"
"I… yes, give me a minute." His sand native friend did a deep inhale and exhale before summoning back his twin axes. He immediately threw one at an enforcer, spluttering the man's head like a balloon. Mi-Dved then used his earth bending to throw his other axe in that direction, with Mi-Dved still attached to it.
Zuko immediately turned to the direction which Mi-Sha was blasted to and shot a concentrated beam of fire, which was intercepted by a powerful gale of wind. The two forces battled each other for dominance as the two opponents held their ground, the dust cleared from the power of their blows.
Usually, in situation like this, Sai taught him that the air benders had an advantage. An air bender could use the entire atmosphere around them for their attack in contrast to the fire bender who could only use their inner chi to create the flame. In addition, around half of the energy of the fire bender would go to the heat of the flame. Meaning that to counter an air blast, the fire bender would have to use twice as much energy as the air bender.
Zuko, however, had the advantage of having Sai. With the unliving thing's help, Zuko's flame grew hotter and stronger. Enough to slowly push the admittingly powerful air blast of Mi-Sha. It was slow, but it was there, and Mi-Sha had to concentrate all of his power in this blast to push back to a standstill. Meaning, that the storm and the pressure caused by the sand lord disappeared for good.
The two of them were blind to everything around them, focusing in their show of force. And this was more then a mere attack. It was the first time where the two had their attacks clash head-on and both used their full force, their battle in the sky was more of a hit and evade. Whoever won here was the stronger bender of the two, and both knew it. This was a wasteful show of dominance, but one that had to be won.
Here Zuko had another advantage. While Mi-Sha had his face and fatigue shown, Zuko's face was obscured under the helmet, fatigue unknown. And with Sai's machine like mentality, any pain and fatigue caused from Sai's part of the blast was nonexistent.
In the end, this mask of invulnerability won as Mi-Sha decided to cut his losses and air bended himself to the side to avoid the fire. The bigger man quickly sent an air blast strong enough to shutter a small hut and immediately changed direction. Zuko jetted away with his fire bending and gave chase, he wouldn't allow Mi-Sha to escape.
Azula was sitting on her makeshift throne in the commanding bridge of the ship her father had given her to transport Zuko. She pondered on all the ways to accomplish her mission as she sat cross legged and read documents of her brother's supposed achievements.
Things were going well so far. Father gave her a fast ship befitting both her status and the mission's demands, the crew that came with her was personally picked for their loyalty and ability by her father, and even the spirits seem to smile at her as the weather was clear.
In the end, Azula thought to herself, she should have expected this. Her brother could never do something right, he was Zuzu for crying out loud. You can always count on him to mess something up, especially when father was involved. It was just like him to shoot himself in the leg just when he was finally gaining father's favor.
Oh well, the more for her, she supposed. It also meant that she wouldn't be able to do what she planned for her birthday, but you know, no harm done. This situation pleases her much more.
Back to business at hand, she read the file and all the abilities her brother used. If even a quarter of it is true, she would eat her lipstick, but even than Zuko proved to grow much.
Explosions.
"Ha!"
Zuko yelled as he sand a barrage of explosions towards Mi-Sha. The big man flew away and escaped a collapsing building by the hair of his neck, while sending another bone shuttering air blast in Zuko's direction.
Flight.
Zuko jumped away from the blast and used his legs and armor to jet to a safe location, before jetting straight to the sand lord to get close and personal.
Lightning.
Zuko put electricity in his right fist, which held a sword as well, and sliced at the bandit with a wave of steal and lightning.
A strike which Mi-Sha broke through with a punch form his insulated gauntlet and caught Zuko's arm, preparing a follow-up high-pressured hammer punch to bury the prince in the ground.
Thinking fast, Zuko shot his legs to the bigger man's face and gave a strong donkey kick that created a shockwave with electricity. This blow stunned Mi-Sha temporary and Zuko managed to gain a few meters of distance, from which he shot lightning at a sturdy outlaw.
There was some nonsense about Zuko developing a shield made of lightning.
Mi-Sha yelled in agony as he was hit with the lightning. His insulated armor and clothes, as well as his iron will and impressive physique, allowed him to have enough resistance to put his hands up and hit the ground with force. What followed, was a well of pressure so thick that there was a carter with a diameter of a hundred feet around the giant.
Zuko himself was caught inside the well, and even with Sai's help, the sudden pressure was enough to break the concentration for a second. Thus, ending the lightning strike. Zuko faltered a little on unsteady legs as a big blast of wind, carrying with it a dozen or so ton of sand, headed straight towards him.
Instinctively, a ball of electricity surrounded the prince just before the wind hit. There was a continuous sound of something melting as well as the usual static sound of electricity, before in was silenced by the wind. When the attack ended, Mi-Sha saw a ball of glass around the place where the prince was. The glass itself had to be at least a few feet deep.
And there was even a ridicule statement that her brother had unnatural physical strength and could use his swords as some kind of bending equipment
Truly, it's just ridicule how the peasants could alter the story with their wild imagination.
The ball of glass was broken from the inside as Zuko bashed his way to Mi-Sha's direction. He then threw his swords at two points behind the sand lord, the power of the throw was strong enough to have them buried in the ground by hilt. Once in the ground, a curtain of fire came to existence between the two.
In addition, the angle of the swords made the fire curtain block the sky above Mi-Sha.
With a strong stamp on the ground, Zuko caused it to shake a little. It also released a cloud of dust around the sand lord, blinding him for a second even if he created a protective shield of wind around himself.
Zuko used this opportunity to use a supportive beam made of marvel the size of Mi-Sha as a bat. With a yell, Zuko used the heavy weapon to swat away his foe. The air shield may have buffered the blow for the big man, as well as the flames of the curtain, but Mi-Sha still flew a good dozen meters to the air.
Zuko threw aside the now broken beam and flew after the sand lord after he collected his swords.
Azula put aside the document after a deep review of the content, formulating different courses of action for different scenarios.
"Captain." Azula called with an even voice. "How much longer until we reach our destination?"
"Spirit will it, we'll reach Gaoling harbor by the end of the day." The man answered. "With a good transport, it may take a day or two until we reach Amora."
"That's… acceptable." Azula decided. The time will help her prepare, and she wasn't too worried about Zuzu running away.
Suddenly, a man came up to her with a scroll.
"A latter for you, your highness." He explained as he bowed. "With a royal seal."
Azula showed no emotion, but inside she was very curious. Did father had more demands?
"You may leave." She said in the same emotionless voice as before.
After the man left, she broke the seal and began to read the content of the latter. All while making sure that no one else was trying to read. She was sure that none of the people on board were stupid enough to try to spy on her, but one can never be too causes with those sorts of things.
As she continued reading, it became harder and harder for her to maintain neutral expression.
"Captain, double the speed." She ordered as she burnt the piece of paper. "I need to in Amora by tomorrow noon."
Zuzu will have a lot to answer for.
Iroh huffed as he rested his hands on his knees for a moment, this day was full of running for the dragon of the west.
First, he heard the soldiers (as well as getting a message from his friends at the white lotus) about the attack on the tent and his nephew's arrest. Immediately, he ran from the field he was in to the camp. Unfortunately, by the time he got there, his nephew was already gone. He began his search at his nephew's tent only to find it empty, then he ran to the area where the girls slept.
Once there, he had seen two soldiers guarding the door, or at least where to afraid to enter. When asked, they replied that his nephew had already left with his group and that he ordered them to bring food to his bedridden hound. He asked them if they knew where the teenagers went, but they didn't know. He bid them luck and went away.
Lucky, he found (or rather had been found by) someone from the white lotus who told him that his nephew flew to the front again because the men spotted Hadoka. Saying nonspecific words to nonspecific people in his head, he ran to the front yet again.
Only to yet again be left by his nephew as the young prince flew again to the base. Oh nephew, why do you hate your uncle so? Is it jot enough that you cause him mental heart attack, so you try to cause him a literal one two?
He once again ran to the base. Luckily enough, he managed to catch the Kyoshi warriors and that Suki lass.
"Wait!" He called the girl as he breathed heavily for a much needed air.
"Prince Iroh?" The girl asked as she handed him some water. "Are you okay?"
"Huff…" He drank the water eagerly, the girl was truly a guardian spirit. "Thank you kindly, I needed that. As for me, don't worry. I just had a very long walk, those old legs aren't what they used to be."
"Careful there, uncle Iroh, Zuko would hate to lose you and so do I. Please, rest a little." She said as she guided him somewhere he could sit. "Now please, how can I help you?"
"You have a kind heart, lady Suki." Iroh said before continuing. "I afraid that I must see my nephew, support him in face of recent events. Unfortunately, I seem to always miss him. Do you know where he may be?"
"Well, last time I checked, he is fighting in the city. Gone with the assault bell." The girl tapped her chin in thought. "He should be there for the rest of the day, I think. His flames are hard to miss when he's flying."
"Oh… this kid is going to be the death of me." Iroh lamented his old legs. "It seems that in my haste I missed the bell."
"It's fine." Suki smiled. "Rest for a bit, Zuko isn't going to go anywhere anytime soon."
"Thank you, I may do just that." He return the smile.
"So…" Suki spoke after a few moments of silence "What's going to happen with, you know… all the arrest thing?"
Iroh sighed again.
"It's hard to tell." He said honestly, the girl deserved that at least. "My brother is harsh in the best of times, as the scar on my nephew can attest, but he also isn't a fool. I will do my best to lessen the punishment as much as I can, but I lost too much influence in court to defend Zuko completely. Ozai may banish him for life this time, avatar or not."
"If worse comes to worse." Suki fiddled her legs, looking down and blushing a little. "Zuko will always have a place in Kyoshi island, he's more then welcome to stay with me-my village."
Ah… The first admirer of his nephew, one of many if his nephew was anything like his father and uncle.
"I'm sure my nephew will be delighted to hear it." The dragon of the west smiled knowingly. "My nephew speaks highly of you, you know?"
"R-really?" She played with her hair, blushing a bit more. "W-what does he say?"
"Oh, it's not my place to say." He evaded slyly. "You should ask him yourself once you see him, preferably with only the two of you."
"A-ah." Iroh allowed himself to chuckle at the girl's response. Ah, to be young again… He did, however, became serious afterwards. There was something that needed to be addressed.
"Miss Suki." He said seriously, the sharp contrast in his tone caught the young woman by surprise. "There is something else I would like to talk with you."
"Sure, what is it?" She asked in confusion.
"I know what happened today." He said as he looked her in the eyes. Lin's death happened today, right? Or was it yesterday at night? It was hard to know exactly."
"W-what are you talking about?" The girl became more guarded and… blushing for some reason?
"It's fine." Iroh said reassuringly as he put a calming hand on the girl's shoulder. "The war causes us to enter situations that we would have never thought possible. I truly sorry that you had your innocence taken away in such young age."
"W-wha- no, we d-didn't- I mean- wait, how did you know?! Did Zuko tell you?!" Oh my, the girl is becoming a mess from trauma. Iroh really should defuse the situation.
"Nonsense." He waved off her concerns. "I was searching for my nephew all day, how could I have talked to him?"
The girl sighed in relief.
"I heard it from the soldiers on the way."
"What?!" Okay, he didn't expected the loudness, nor did his poor ears.
"Well, it's not like you were keeping things quiet, people heard you loud and clear. By now I think that everyone at camp know."
His poor old ears weren't prepared for the shriek that followed as the girl hid her tomato colored face in her hands.
With a sigh, he put a little pressure on the girl's shoulder. "Listen, as brush as in may sound, I have experience in this situation. If you need help in anything, and I mean anything at all, I will gladly help you."
"Ohlookanonspecificexcusegottogoburymyselfinaholehaveanicedaybye!" The girl left running as if Koh itself was after her.
Iroh sighed, perhaps he pushed too hard. For all the knowledge he gained in his spiritual journey, as well as his younger life, he was still blind to the world's greatest mystery. Women.
A sudden tornado from the center of the city brought him back from his musings.
"Prince Zuko!"
He ran with all his might, old body forgotten for the moment.
Things got… intense, Zuko had to admit. Mi-Sha is much harder to fight on land than in air, go figure. Zuko once again flew to evade another high pressured blast that was strong enough to turn a komodo rhino inside out. The armor may be strong enough to withstand the force of the hit, but his body underneath still shook. And it hurt.
It also seemed like Mi-Sha had learnt from their last battle. The sand lord was dressed to resist his lightning as much as possible, while maintaining mobility and protection. The big guy also favored sand attacks to blind Zuko, attacks that indirectly made his lightning shots much less effective. A screen of sand really, really, didn't help the course of electricity.
Right now, he returned an explosion of his own in retaliation, no lightning included. He has to conserve his energy for now, and lightning is too wasteful for too little gain. Hate as he is to admit it, he couldn't just overpower and blitz his opponent before his energy runs out. And the guy hits hard.
That doesn't say that he has the lower hand here, far from it. Mi-Sha was breathing heavily, bruised, pieces of his armor were missing, and he had a few scratches on his face from glass shards that were created from molted sand. He favored one leg over another, and his hits were a bit slower and weaker than before. He was getting tired.
Zuko sidestepped another fist that was strong enough to punch through metal by brute strength alone, and returned a fist in kind. This one had electricity.
Unfortunately, Mi-Sha anticipated this and caught Zuko's fist with his own, much larger, hand. The electricity dissolved by the insulated gauntlet. Mi-Sha threw him into a building as Zuko stabbed him with an extending wrist blade, causing the blade to merely graze a three inches deep cut at the side instead the fatal blow it would have been.
Zuko broke through the wall from the force of the impact right into the middle of the semi-standing building. It was immediately crushed from up by some unseen force, pressure most likely, and left Zuko buried there.
Zuko tried to get up, but a few tons or so of rock was making it difficult. After a bit of growling, he managed to move along the wreckages to a less buried place. It was then, that Sai warned him of an incoming object. Zuko could only mentally prepare himself as something heavy landed with force on top of him.
Praying a thank you for the hardness of his armor, Zuko managed to get out with just his body feeling like a one big concussion. He was pretty sure that his kidneys switched places with each other from the force of the blow. He was raised up, and then again slammed to the ground before he could react.
"When I done with you, not even your mommy will recognize your corpse." Mi-Sha said above him. "I am going to enjoying this very, very, much!"
Zuko trashed wildly and used fire bending and lightning in all limbs, but the grip of the gauntlet was just so strong. It must be enforced by pressure of some kind, because he could swear that he heard a sound of metal bending from his armor. Then again, that could just be the concussion ringing in his ears.
Sai helped him a little as in the next time Zuko was smashed into the ground, his armored sabatons extended spikes from the feet and planted itself to the ground. The act didn't help Zuko escape, as he was almost immediately unplanted, but the surprise was good enough to loosen the grip for Zuko to spin and deliver a deep cuts from his extended wrist blade right on the sand lord's cheek and nose.
The giant of a man roared in pain as he released the prince. Zuko intended to continue his assault, however it was proven a mistake as Mi-Sha immediately tackled him to the ground. Zuko found himself barley avoiding being choked by the much, much, bigger man. It was only thanks to the armor that he was still in one piece, and it was only thanks to whatever Sai did to him that his hands could struggle against Mi-Sha's own, if barely.
The man on top straggly placed his open hand at a point above Zuko's head. Sai told him that the brute was trying to steal his air and choke him like that, but with the helmet hermetically close to both high and low pressure such a thing was basically pointless.
"Why. Aren't. You. Choking!" The bandit yelled through the process, undoubtedly this has never happened to him.
"The helmet is hermetically closed both from inside and outside." Zuko said with a filtered voice that hid just how hard he was struggling to keep Mi-Sha at bay. "Now die."
Zuko then release a powerful beam of fire from his mouth. The attack was powered by Sai's energy reserves as well, so Zuko could feel his head pressured to the floor from the power of the blast. He was pretty sure that a person could see it miles away, especially in the darkening sky.
He felt Mi-Sha trying to escape but didn't let him. The same hands that were battling for dominance now reversed their rules, Mi-Sha tried to break apart and get away while Zuko held the hands in place. In the end, the force of the blast pushed the sand lord out of Zuko's reach.
Zuko stopped his ray and allowed himself to rest, there is no way anything could survive that hit head on. Immortal gargantuan centipedes and ridiculously huge Unagi excluded.
"Get up."
'Argh… what?'
"Get up, now!"
With an adrenalin rush injected by Sai, Zuko rose to his feet. Much to his carnage, he saw that his foe was much less dead than needed. Half of Mi-Sha's face was literally melted, much worse than what Zuko had after his agni kai. The rest of him was fine, more or less, but it was clear that the man was in agony. Death will be a mercy at this point.
The sand lord must have bent his head backwards to evade the burnt of the blast, but even still the damage was severe. The most frightening and impressive thing was that the giant was in the process of standing up and continuing to fight. By all accounts, this man should be dead ten times over, it's only through the titanic depth of his will and strength that he refuses to die.
Suddenly a familiar voice was heard.
"Prince Zuko!"
"Uncle?" Zuko asked in confusion. "What are you doing here?"
The man looked as if he ran to Gaoling and back.
"Nephew…" His uncle huffed. "Please, never make me chase you ever again. My heart wouldn't live it through."
"Well, I'm glad you could join the party." Zuko said before turning back to Mi-Sha. "Now let's finish it."
Zuko had lost his swords somewhere during the battle, but it didn't matter. He was with his uncle now, victory is all but assured. The problem was that Mi-Sha was a dead man walking, and he knew it. Even if by some miracle he escapes, the injuries will see it that he wouldn't see the next day. He was a cornered animal with nothing left to lose, and therefore at his most dangerous.
The final showdown begins now.
"You go there."
"Hell no, you go in."
The two soldiers argued with each other in front of the door, the only thing that separated them and the from the den of the beast. A den that they were duty bound to enter and face the beast within.
"Spirits no!" the first one exclaimed. "I got a family back home!"
"Well, so am I!" The second one retorted. "My wife is also expecting to boot. Besides, I carried most of the food, now man up and open the door."
They argued with each other for a bit before deciding to sort this out with the old and honorable tradition of rock paper scissors.
"Damn it!" The loser grumbled as he headed to face his fate.
They opened the door and the man got in. The room was clearly a girl's room, but he paid it no mind. No, he cared more about the over a half ton beast that slept on the floor as if it owned the place. A claim that the man has no will to disapprove as the thing snort smoke with its snores.
He snakingly made his way around the creature that quickly became infamous all around the camp ever since he was brought here. Its tales of butchery of all kinds of animals spread through the camp like a wildfire in a dry field. Praying to Agni all the while seemed like the only right option, but he couldn't disobey a direct order from the prince.
He put the food in front of the maw of the sleeping hound. He yelped when the animal opened its blood red eyes and ran out of the door. It closed immediately behind him.
"You got it?" His partner asked.
"Yeah, no let's get the F out of here! It just woke up!"
The two man didn't waste time running. The beast may be under the sway of the prince, but they didn't want to test its loyalty when hungry. They could here the thing tear through the food all the while.
Xing was famished. The smell of cooked meat had woken the hound from its slumber. Sparing no mind to the imitation as it fled, Xing began to feast and make up for lost time. It happily noticed that most of the injuries it sustained had been healed for the most part, even if Xing still felt weak from the confrontation.
The thought about the battle made the dog pause a little from devouring the food. It had been close, far to close. Xing knew only by smelling now that those of importance have gotten away and are in their way to their respective homes. Such a disgrace can't ne repeated.
Now, with time to reflect, Xing saw that many times chance played too much in his conflict. It was luck that Xing not only unlocked just the right ability, but also mastered it almost immediately. It was luck that Xing managed to run at the right corner just when the time was right.
No more. Xing had to learn and do better next time, and there will be a next time. Shameful as it is, alone Xing could not defeat it. It was only thanks to the master's possible mating partner killing the head of the goat that Xing had any chance at all. And it was only thanks to the environment that Xing was able to get the upper limb.
Yes, the environment was Xing's greatest advantage when they fought one on one, therefore Xing will use it. A beginning of a plan started to form in the hound's head. On its own, Xing's attacks were just too weak against the enemy, but there were other things around that could hurt it. Xing used the environment to his advantage before, but now it will go a step further and remake it to his will. Yes, this will work.
There could be only one king of the monsters.
Fire and air battled each other as the sand lord and the princes put their all in this one final attack. Zuko's flame was much weaker after that ray from before, but so was Mi-Sha. Besides, he had his uncle for support. Firepower wasn't an issue here.
What was the issue was the rabid behavior of their enemy. Is seems like the sand lord had thrown caution to the wind as he disregarded the burns he got. Caring only to inflict as much damage as possible.
Back to their attacks, like the first time, the fire was gaining ground on the air. However, instead of fleeing like before, Mi-Sha ran towards the fire. It was only thanks to Sai that Zuko noticed at all, the fire perfectly hid the giant. What more bewildering was the fact that the big guy created a small tornado around himself as a shield from the flames as he ran.
It worked until Mi-Sha was a few meters away from them. Then, the fire was just to strong and overwhelmed the shield, having the man inside face the burn head on. And the guy still got through. Burnt whole and looking more dead then alive, but he got through.
"Left!" Zuko yelled at his uncle as he himself stepped right. Just in time for the both of them to avoid a hammer punch that would flatten a grown man to a fine pesto.
From there, the three traded blows in close quarters as the sand lord was surrounded from two sides.
One time, Zuko slashed with his wrist blade and cut through about a third of Mi-Sha's arm as the later held his hand to protect himself. Uncle used this distraction to hit the bigger man with some kind of move that most likely should have done something, but either because of the sheer mass of Mi-Sha, the burns, or any other reason, the giant didn't even feel it.
Uncle could only let out a look of surprise and shock as he was swept aside by a massive hand. All that was while Zuko's blade was still inside the man's arm, mind you. Zuko gave another slash, and Mi-Sha caught it this time with his gauntlet. The two now battled for dominance.
"You will die soon enough. You know that, right?" Zuko addressed his foe. "If not here then in an hour or two."
"After… I… kill… you!" The sand lord grunted through his teeth. "Besides… you can't kill me. Father… and son… it's always… father and son."
What kind of nonsense was he blubbering about now Zuko didn't care, his only concern was to overpower his fading foe. Then, in the middle of their face-off, uncle got again and kicked Mi-Sha in the knee. Again, the sand lord showed no reaction.
Suddenly, as the two stared murderously at each other, there was a sound and Zuko saw an axe sticking out of his opponent's skull. A very familiar axe at that.
The giant lost all strength and Zuko let the now lifeless body fall to the ground as he stared at the kill stealer- his friend Mi-Dved. He let his feelings being known as he did a 'bro, really?' pose to the earth bender.
"The man needed a killing." Mi-Dved shrugged in a 'what can I do?' manner. He was right, but still… uncool, man.
His largest friend looked tired as well, with blood staining all kinds of places. Mostly of the enemy, but Zuko figures that the large earth bender had his fair share of injuries.
Shaking his head, Zuko looked at the now deceased sand lord. After all this time and hard work, it was finally done. He could hardly believe it, a part of him still expected Mi-Sha to rise up and attack him. But no, it was finally over.
Another two warriors found their way to his clutches, two out of many today. Sensō sighed inside his thoughts. Two souls, two hearts, two mortals awaiting judgement that none of them would ever know happened. He had to admit that those two souls burn brighter than most, especially the second one.
He looked at the first soul of the two to reach him. A righteous soul who did everything it could to guide and protect those close to it and those that not. Hunted by mistakes and shackled by guilt, this soul will stay here for a while. A prison of its own making, the worst kind of prison there is. If it still had conciseness, it would think "Surly, I deserve no better".
There is no need to mourn it, for it will finally find peace. Sensō will keep it in a warm place, where it can melt the guilt in time.
The spirit looked now at the second soul. A bold soul who fought its way tooth and nail from nothing to the top, using any and all instruments in its disposal to reach its goals. Burning with resolve and self righteousness, as well as stained cruelness and greed, what could have been a diamond in the rough transformed to something else. If it still had conciseness, it would think "No, I refuse. I will uplift myself anew".
There is no need to mourn it, for it had achieved its dreams. Sensō will damn and use this soul, for there is much resolve in it, and it will have its uses soon enough.
Two done, infinity to go. The spirit of war felt its realm is once again starting to reach its limits, expansion will soon be needed.
Wither others like it or not.
Chapter 45: Chapter 43
Chapter Text
I Don't own Avatar the last air bender.
chapter 43
Katara and looked back at the distant spot of the city of Amora. After the tribe left in the early morning, they were a far distance away as the sun was finally setting. In actuality, the only reason she and everyone else were able to see it at all was thanks to the sudden sand storm and massive fire blasts that came from within.
"So that's how it looks from outside." Her brother muttered.
Oh yes, she almost forgot the idiotic stunt Sokka pulled.
"Was it the same back then?" He then asked her father, the 'then' was self explanatory.
"No." Dad replayed in a low but serious tone. "Most certainly not."
She understood his thinking. If that kind of… fire power, for lack of better terms, was used on their village back then there would have been no one left to tell their tale.
Her dad then held a far-eye to get a look at the scene before humming.
"What is it?" She asked.
"Well, the good news is that most of the fire comes from inside the city isn't the result of this new type of weapon." Dad said. "And it seems like we did get our wish."
She and the rest waited for him to continue.
"It seems that Zuko and Mi-Sha are finally trading blows, but it's too early to see who has the upper hand." He explained. "Which is also the bad news, since it means that we have two ridiculously powerful benders that we have to worry about."
"With any luck, they will kill each other like you planned." Uncle Bato pated her father's shoulder.
Katara wanted to say something about Zuko, but hesitated. She really didn't want the others to think, completely wrongly, that she may care a little for Zuko. Which is absolutely untrue, she has nothing of that sort. In the time she hesitated, however, her brother already responded.
"Wait, what plan?"
Actually, yes. She was so focused on Zuko, again in professional way only, that she missed this bit.
"Your father set the two on a collusion course." Uncle Bato explained. "We caused a bit of commotion here and there for both sides and tricked them into blaming each other."
"You give me too much credit, Bato." Dad retorted. "The two were going to kill each other either way, I just motivated them to do it sooner rather then later."
Katara… was extremely conflicted. On one hand, what her father did was very good for the tribe, even she could see it. But on the other hand, using Zuko like that seemed just… wrong. Especially after everything he did for her and her family.
She made a natural expression to hide her thoughts, but apparently while it was enough to fool the men, she noticed her mother raising an eyebrow. Spirits, she hoped mom wouldn't ask her about it later.
"So, who do you think will win?" One of the warriors asked.
"Zuko." Both her and her brother said together. She tried to contain her embarrassment because of the outburst.
"Why do you think so?" Her father asked after humming.
Crap, now what she'll say? Because she wanted Zuko to win? She can't say it! Luckily, her brother unknowingly came to her rescue.
"Zuko already beat Mi-Sha once before, a day or two before the assault. Now he'll have even more backup while Mi-Sha is still licking his wounds.
"Yes, my thoughts exactly." Dad nodded in acknowledgement. "Zuko will end Mi-Sha in one way or another, although it won't be without a fight. Say whatever you want about him, but Mi-Sha is a fighter. I fully expect him to deal as much damage as possible in his final stand, probably even deal a killing or crippling blow to the fire prince."
Katara stayed quiet, she didn't trust herself to not say something she shouldn't about this entire conversation.
"So what's now?" Her brother asked. "What about the village, now that the men are going back?"
"What do you mean?" Another warriors asked. "We're back and things will return to how they used to be."
"But what about the greenhouse?" Sokka didn't let it go. "We have a steady supply of food, not to mention that many of the woman work there. We can't just take off and leave. Which raises another concern as the fire nation now knows exactly where our village is after we switched locations last time."
"I don't see the problem." The same man said. "It's obviously a fire nation trap, we should –"
"Get home and see how it is ourselves before deciding on anything." Dad stopped the conversation with a commanding tone that left no room for arguments. He then turned to Sokka.
"Now son, I must congratulate you on becoming a man, as much as I disapprove of your actions. You have shed your first blood in the dragon's den, why not tell us your stories?"
Her brother of course jumped at the opportunity to impress both his father and the men, his spars with Zuko were hardly as impressive as he claimed. She knows because she watched them after all. And she hardly thought that he faced ten guys with swords all at once, at least not on his own, but if the men noticed his exaggeration then they didn't disapprove.
Mom giggled quietly inside her hand at the scene, now that the two of them were basically alone.
"Your brother has a knack for storytelling, just like your father." Mom said to her hear. "He'll easily charm many young women."
"Argh, grouse." Katara shook her head. "I don't need that image in my head."
This caused mom to giggle again before ruffle Katara's hair lovingly.
"Don't be like that, it's a part of growing up." Mom said with a smile. "And don't act so coy, your father told me about a boy you fancy."
Katara stuttered and blushed as she denied everything. Luckily, she kept her voice quiet enough for the men to not notice as they were too imbued with listening how Sokka epically faced off against the now leader of the Kyoshi warriors. If Katara didn't have more pressing matters, she would have called his bull.
It was only now that she understood that her mother used this situation to block any escape route and force an answer. This was Jasmine level dirty, shame on you mom!
"It's alright." Mom calmed her down. "He didn't say any name or something, just that he thinks that there is. So tell me daughter, who caught your fancy?"
"Mooom! Not here!" And while Katara did raise her voice a little, she made sure that it was quiet enough for the ears of the men.
"Fine, fine. I have enough to work on as is." Mom relented as she hugged her daughter. "I just want you to know that I have your back, for now and forever."
"Thanks mom." Katara hugged her back.
The rest of the way back went without a hitch. There was no ambush of shattered remnants of Mi-Sha's forces, no sudden sandstorms, and no crazy princesses after their tail.
Azula looked at the head of the so called "swamp monster" and honestly, she thought it was a fraud.
The thing looked like a mask one would wear in a theater, only made of rotting wood, and big enough to hide a grown man with ease.
Her ship docked at the port and the men immediately prepared for the journey through the desert. She, meanwhile, decided to gather information about her brother by herself. She needed to judge how true the rumors are, as well as see how far has Zuko's influence had spread among the army.
For the first part, she was actually relieved. So far all she had seen was a shed skin of a creature that while admittingly impressive, was no proof of any conflict. For all she knew, her brother had never even seen the creature and only brought back a skin and a story.
And now this, a "swamp monster skull" that looked as if someone with no artistic talent whatsoever found a big fallen tree, cut off a big mask shaped piece, and called it a day. Again, no real proof of anything extraordinary. Heck, there wasn't even a reliable eye witness for any of the deeds.
In any case, it was time to see how much sway her brother has on the peons.
"Pardon me, sir." Azula turned to a random soldier near her as she pointed at the mask. "Can you tell me about this thing?"
"The swamp monster's head?" The soldier said. "Prince Zuko brought with him this thing as a trophy after he, prince Iroh, and Mi-Dved returned from their trip to the swamp. The thing attacked them there and forced the prince and Mi-Dved to separate, only for them to find each other again and kill the thing."
"Truly? Must be impressive." Azula said as she tried to put holes in the story. "But wasn't prince Iroh also present?"
"Yeah…" The man scratched the back of his head. "Apparently he didn't want to go in the swamp because he already was there or something."
"Surly you don't mean to suggest that prince Iroh is a coward." Azula said in a tone as if she cared about her uncle. In truth, she quite agreed with the statement, but she needed to act like a loyal soldier. And it was fun to see him squirm.
"Ai, me can't say ah blame em." Another soldier, a bit older than the first, joined the conversation. "Det swamp be cursed, me tell yea, and det is fact. Can't blame em in dis one. Sides, prince got det swamp, eh got it good."
The atrocious accent that just butchered her native tongue suggested that the man was from the western isles of the fire nation. Aussi or Mc-something if she remembered correctly. Luckily, she was good enough to catch an interesting tidbit of information.
"In this one? What else is prince Iroh to blame?" Any dirt she got on the old man can be proved extremely useful.
"Scuff, I don't think –"
"Screw it, dis need to be sa'd, eh left!" the western man ignored his friend. "Me broh was at det damn wall with de fat dragon! Eh took dat rock to h's face like a pro, died so we be winning a'n stop fighting! But noo, me broh ain't important enough for fat princy. Tens o' thousand dead ain't move a finger, but if eh's pup got off all done, ain't it!"
"Come on, man, you can't say things like that here." His partner tried to calm him down. "Sure, he screwed there, but he did a lot for the nation. It's hardly fair to judge him by one incident."
"Ah can when eh spat on ma dead broh!" The tongue butcher was ranting. It was… enlightened, she had never heard of someone speaking about her uncle like that. Back in the palace, people didn't dare to speak about the fire lord's brother in such way, failure as he may be.
"Eh could be giving eh's job to em commanders, Agni be knowing any of em blocks be taking care of it after det damn hole. De fat pug sure ain't be having a problem with letting eh's lil broh on da throne!"
"I to lost my cousin in that battle." Azula said with a fake calming tone as she put her hand on the man's shoulder for an equally fake support. "So I can understand what you feel, agree even. He was even called Lu Ten after prince Iroh's son, not that it changed much of the dragon's decision."
"Ai, thank yea, lassie." The man sniffed. "Yea be having a good heart."
A good heart, now that's a new one. Sure, many sociopaths said her similar things to try to carry a favor from her father, but it was the first time anyone said it with… honesty. It was strange. It was even stranger that she didn't directly or indirectly threaten anyone during the entire coversation even once.
Discarding the thought, she went back to the original conversation.
"Beck to the mask, as far as I have seen it can very well be just a craved shape of wood. Hardly a proof for a supernatural monster."
"Ai, smart lassie." The second man nodded in approval. "Always question wut yea see."
"Be et as et may, de prince iz de real deal." He continued. "Ah been der en we took dis port, real coocaroonie dis one. Be first an be taking all dem boulders, gave us wee good position to fire dem rockies. Eh got a pair on em balls, dis be sure."
"Oh, you where here quite a while, didn't you?" This could be useful.
"Me be er since we got dis port."
"Then what can you tell me about prince Zuko's stay here? How did it effect everyone?"
"Ai, me know wot going on er." He smirked knowingly. Wait, what? "Yea lassie fancy de prince, er?"
No… just no.
On the other hand, it will give her a perfect excuse to dig information. Fortunately or unfortunately for her, the man continued talking.
"Eh sure iz as strong as dey say, be seeing em drag one of dem rhinos by de tail. Mighty impressive det one was."
"Wow, sound amazing!" Azula sounded as if she was fangirling. Agni, she wanted to puke. "What about his companions?"
"Wanting to know de competition, eh?" He had the audacity to wink. "Don't worry, ol Scuffy got yea. First iz de main demsel erself, Jasmine. Now oh damn, me not know dey can be making dem like det. Prettiest lass ah ever seen, point."
The most insulting thing was that the other man was nodding along as if it was as much af a fact thar the sum rose from the east.
"But don't let er pretty face fool you, she be predator beneath. Like em tales o' sirens, making men do anything before be eating dem. Den, der is det water savage lass. 'Bout yea age an size, still be filling some fat on dem bones, but pretty non de less. She be real beauty in a nee years."
She really didn't want to hear that part of her brother's life… wait, he compared her to this Katara savage (a crime worth of execution on its own), does it means he thinks that she's not pretty enough?! She's going to make him suffer later.
"Den, er iz dis Suki lass. She be one o' dem Kyoshi chicks, yea know, de ons with de fans. A knockout in both looks an' fists det one. Me saw er choke de life out of det Mi-Dved block with er damn legs, boi I would be giving me leg to trade places an' die a happy man."
A cough from his partner seemed to bring the deviant back to reality.
"Right, sorry. In any case, me be giving de prince a good word for yea if me see em, what iz yer name lassie?"
"Azi." She answered without missing a bit. "But what can you tell me about his other companions? I heard that he has a giant and a beast with him, it's scary."
"Ah, yea mean dem Mi-Dved block and Xing pup? Ne, dem be alright." The peasant stopped to think for a bit. "At least det Mi-Dved block, damn dog be giving me chills. Like demon, dis eyes."
"Really?"
"Yeah, me be seeing em since it be nee little pup, it was den as cute as em come. Be very good with children. Eh be coming back later, ol grown up, an let me tell yea, dis thing's a killer. Sew em be back with kills dis big, and dat smirking eyes of em… Still be very good with de children, though. Swear dis monster be smarter den me."
Not a high achievement, Azula thought to herself.
"Be mighty luck det de dog be so loyal to de prince, so be nice to de prince and de dog be nice to yea. Now Mi-Dved, now det one is a right block alright. Eh be dis big, me swear det me would be thinking dis one's a grown up man."
"Mighty mean hook eh be having too. Got in a fistfight with 'nother lad, threw em flying with one punch. Es muscles be hard to miss, like trees em arms. But eh be a very fine lad, a good conversation det one, an' one a heck o' a drinking broh. Eh be first to battle many times, es a block you can depend on. Totally a husband material."
"Really? How strong would you place him?" Azula asked.
"Enough." The peasant said. "Me see em break a metal pole nee thick, with es muscles alone. Not a block to fistfight with. Then, there iz dis Sokka block."
"Excuse me, who?" Azula asked in confusion. "I don't remember there being any Sokka."
"Ai, lad came with det chick Katara, er broh if me remember right. Me think the two er a package deal, because me be not understanding why de prince took em. A nice enough lad and above average overall, but eh being falling tad short next to de oders."
"Really, nothing special at all?"
"Ai. If der iz, dem me not seeing."
"Well, this had been very informative, but I afraid that I must go now." Azula ended the conversation as she saw that her men were ready for journey. "Have fun."
"Ai, yea too, lassie."
"That's not right." Jasmine said to her brother.
"I don't understand the problem." Her dear brother answered. "He worked really hard yesterday and needed to rest, the fact that he's always up when you wake and when you go to sleep doesn't mean that he doesn't sleep."
"He's sitting." She stated with an annoyed expression. "Manically."
"Hardly the weirdest thing he ever did. Heck, not even the first time we caught him daydreaming like that."
"On a literal throne of corpses!" She now raised her volume. "That he melted together!"
"He… wanted to send a message?" Mi-Dved shrugged his shoulders uncertainly as he played with his hands.
"Do you have any idea how unhygienic this is?! Spirit know what kind of diseases are developing right now in that eyesore!" She yelled now as she pointed at the abominable mess of flesh and other things that used to be enforcers. "The least you could have done was to get rid of the smell with some perfume or something, I'm trying very hard not to puke right now!"
"Well… I-"
She caught his shirt and pulled him down so they look at each other eye to eye. By all accounts it shouldn't be possible, only his arm weighted as much if not more then her, but neither she nor reality cares about it for now.
"Listen here, peanut for brain, I don't care how 'cool' or 'awesome' or how seemingly important it is. If you don't get rid of the smell and purify it in some way then spirits help me, I will make your outsides will feel like your insides for a month. Zuko may be immune to the plague that will surly come, heck, I'm pretty sure he has fire instead of blood at this point, but the rest of us mere mortals not. Understood?!"
"Y-yes ma'am!"
Her brute of a brother ran immediately after she released him to fill her commands.
She sighed as she messaged the sides of her hair. "Boys…"
She is already feeling the migraine developing from being the only girl her age. Spirits, a day didn't pass and she already missed Katara and the Kyoshi warriors.
"Yes?!" She called after she saw a few soldiers looking at her, they immediately looked somewhere else.
Before long, her brother came back with a few other soldiers and they began to drown the makeshift throne with smells. Good, the healer part of her couldn't stand such a blunted health hazard.
"By the way." She asked her brother after the purification was over. "I don't see any gargantuan body that may belong to Mi-Sha."
"Oh, that?" Her brother did a wave with his hand. "Zuko had the body sent to the museum at the island. From what I know, they are opening there a new attraction showing our exploits here in the desert. There is even a section about us there, wax figures and all."
"Really?!" She asked excitedly. "How do they look? I hope that they got my better side. What do I wear there? In which pose is the figure, hope that they don't modest my figure. Like Koh I'll let some flonzy think that she's better than me because they wanted it to be more suitable for kids."
"Sis, please…" Her brother pinched his nose tiredly, all previous fear forgotten. "I know no more then what I told you. Honestly, I was thinking that you would have put more concern about the fact that a body will be rotting in a museum. With all the fiasco from before."
"Oh, right. Completely forgot about that." Jasmine nodded her head without a hint of shame. She knew that she was vain, and she had no problems with it. "Assuming by the fact that you decided to share this tidbit of information, I'm guessing that there is some way to preserve the body?"
"Yeah." He nodded. "The eggheads back there figured a way to create a semitransparent liquid that preserves the body and nullifies rot as long as the body drowns in a container full of it. And don't ask me how it works, I have no idea."
"Huh, neat." She said as she turned to look at the sleeping form of her prince. "So what's now?"
"We wait here until the little devil sister arrives." Her brother answered. "Which is hopefully soon, I don't want to stand here for days."
"Yeah…" She agreed as they stood in silence for a few minutes.
"Shame that he sits so high, I could have used the opportunity to scribble doodles on him." Jasmine said suddenly.
"Where the buck did that came from?!" her dear caring brother asked unbelievably. "You want him to spank you?!"
"Yes."
"You're impossible…" He covers his face with his hands.
"And with this crown on his head, I present to you Zhu Yijun, first to his name. The 53'th king of the earth kingdom!"
There was a loud round of applause in the yard of the earth king's palace. Gao joined them, it was expected of him as a member, and de-facto leader of the console of five. Privately, he cared little about who exactly would be chosen, but he hoped it would be someone… else.
Zhu Yijun, also known by his nickname Jabba, was as wide as he was tall and had to be moved around on a makeshift mobile throne that was carried by a dozen or so poor souls. Spirits, he didn't want to imagine what going up and down the stairs looks like.
Zhu Yijun was also known for his lack of control on his vices and his dire need for excess. If there was one good thing about him it was that when it came to his image and standing, he didn't do anything halfway. Standing means in the metaphorical sense, Gao was pretty sure his new king had all but given up on standing on his own legs.
"It is with great pride, that I stand before you now!" Spirits, Gao could see how the fat throat was wobbling in waves just from talking. "And am humbled, for knowing that you all chose me to such a position."
Another round of cheers erupted from the nobles.
He was one of them, Gao guessed. They were never so enthusiastic when the late king spoke in the rare chances that Long Feng allowed him a public appearance. It was maybe a good sign perhaps, now the nobles will be more under control at least.
"I believe in the people, I believe in by subjects." The king continued his speech, which was much better than Gao thought it would be. "People make errors, that is a given. It is only the purpose behind the act that decides if it can be amended or not."
"When a person commits an error, while he acts for his earth king, it can be forgiven with enough financial compensation and hard work. This is why I, as my first act as king, show mercy and forgiveness to Head secretary Long Feng!"
"What?!"
Whatever shouts Gao and his fellow generals made, was drowned by the ocean of applause of the nobles around them. He watched with unbelieving eyes as the snake himself entered the stage and walked up to the right side of the king, smirking at Gao all the while.
"The man before you have overreached his duties and rights as the head secretary, but he had done so for the loyalty to his king. Therefore, I have decided to forgive his overstep this one and single time." The slug of a man turned his meaningful gaze towards the smaller man. "That is, as long as he had learnt his place."
"Of course, my king." Long Feng bowed to the new monarch. "I have learnt my lesson, I will never overstep from my position ever again."
What is this bull?! How did they let Long Feng out of prison without his permission?! More importantly, how did they get him out without his notice?! He was so enraged that he almost didn't hear what his new king said next.
"But for the traitors who betrayed this great kingdom there is no redemption, nor mercy." Zhu Yijun clenched his fist, or at least Gao thought he did? Honestly, it was hard to tell with all the fat. "For Lao Beifong, the traitor who sold his nation for gold, there is nothing else but execution. By my power as the earth king, I order Lao's head to be handed to me in a silver plate! He will rue the day he decided to betray us!"
Another loud sound of applause followed the declaration.
"But that's… so wrong…" The general to his right said with concern. "While I agree that we need to deal with Beifong, his situation is unique. He surrendered because he had no choice. All of this is… extreme."
"As for the wife and the daughter." Zhu Yijun continued. "I will offer them the chance to escape Lao's fate, as long as they submit to their true king. I shall even give an extra hand and have them both as paramours, to wash away the shame Lao had done to their bloodline. All of the Beifong wealth, of course, will be distributed back where it belongs. To the nobles who rule this kingdom!"
The applause now dwarfed even those who came before.
"But it's Toph like, eleven?" another general next to him said.
"Disgusting…" Another one said. "Is he really supposed to be our king?"
"You can't be that petty…" Gao mumbled to himself. "Is it all because Beifong became richer than you?"
Lord Beifong was far from their most pressing matter, that would be that thrice damned Thrawn who lay waste to their supply lines as they speak. Heck, Beifong wouldn't even be a pressing matter even if they pushed the fire nation back. There were others, much more deserving men, for the king's ire. This insistence and obsession over Beifong combining with the last comment about Beifong's wealth made it clear for those who knew the character of their new king.
"It's a power play." The officer to his left said.
"How so?" Gao was curious.
"With Lao's death, Toph is the one with the biggest claim for the crown by blood. Marrying her will silence the blood purist fiction, as well as legitimize his own claim." The man explained. "As for lady Beifong, it's for leverage against Toph and complete cannibalization of the Beifong name. Zhu Yijun will wait a few years for the girl to mature before marrying her, to avoid serious scandal. More then enough time for someone like him to change the mind of a little girl, either through blackmail or other means."
It was as disgusting as it was brilliant. For Gao it was unheard of, but he supposed that for Jabba it was politics 101 for children. The throne of the earth king was secured by someone who knows their craft at least, but Gao feared for the price the entire earth kingdom will have to pay for it.
Xing was checking the environment once again, making sure that everything was in place. It was hard to find the right place with everything destroyed, even harder to move everything Xing needed for the trap. Nodding to itself that everything is in place, Xing continued to the next step.
It let out a roar to the sky, a challenge to any animal brave enough to face it. There is no chance that the chimera didn't hear, even with the damage it sustained. And there was no chance it could ignore this.
It waited. A few weak animals were brainless enough to take a challenge not for them, Xing was quick to teach them manners. Their remains were scattered across the floor. Finally, the ground shook, and Xing knew that the time is near.
From behind of a crumbled building, the form of the massive beast emerged. Dwarfing any creature Xing faced today by far. The lion's head glared hatefully at Xing as the snake's head hissed. Xing happily noticed that the creature avoided stepping on one leg. It also looked as if it crawled through a dozen or so meters of dirt, which it probably did.
The feline head prepared a flame. Xing had to evade it, the chimera wasn't at the right spot yet. As the bigger beast shot a stream of fire, Xing return one of its own. Even weakened as it was, the chimera's blast quickly overpowered that of Xing. But the delay gave he hellhound enough time to jump away from the attack.
Once finished, the chimera moved slowly now. It seemed to learn from the past encounter as it didn't rush blindly. Ironically enough, this hesitation only made things for Xing easier. Once the chimers stepped on the right spot, Xing acted.
Xing shot a blast of fire, but not at the chimera. The ball of fire traveled to the side as it met the wall, and more importantly the ballista. The explosion was just strong enough to release the locking mechanism of the machine, causing it to shoot its oversized arrow.
It shot with power and speed, right to the side of the head of the lion. And it got deep. To be frank, Xing aimed for the center of mass so to not miss the target. The shot was a bit off, but Xing couldn't complain.
The beast roared in pain from both living heads, but without the goat to heal, there was little else it could do. Actually, the goat may have been able to see the shot and having the chimera act, so it was for the best. The lion's head shot flames at all directions without control, turning the near environment to an inferno.
Xing shot at the other ballistae around, each responded with a shot on its own towards the chimera. Some missed, but most hit true. There wasn't any additional head shot, but it was fine. The lion's head had stopped shooting flames, and stopped moving.
Two out, one to go.
The chimera was ridden with holes, bolts sticking from all directions. It was a hard job to put all this in place, but it was more than worth it. The snake's head, the only living one, now had control over all the body parts uncontested. Of course, the snake was the last to stand. And it was trying to escape, Xing couldn't allow it.
The chimera sluggishly moved, the bolts taking their toll. This allows Xing to run forward and jump. Xing used the bolts as jumping platforms as it jumped higher and higher, until it reached the back of the beast.
The chimera tried to shake Xing off, but with bolts everywhere it had hard time to move around, let alone violently. Xing looked at the target, the neck near the head of the snake. Xing sinks fangs there, and the last head bleeds dry. The only problem…
Xing jumped left as a shot of venomous spit nearly hit him. Looking forward, the snake was glaring. Right… that.
Xing ran forward, narrowly evading shot by the length of a hair. It reached the base of the tail, or was it now neck? But couldn't bite yet. It was too thick, and it was too far from the base of the head. The snake could easily bite Xing's back from this point. So Xing ran across the moving cylinder of flesh and scales.
The snake constantly moved and Xing jumped. Time seemed to slow as the two creatures moved. Xing opened its mouth and bared razor sharp teeth, seemingly freezing in the air as the neck on the snake inched away. It was Xing's only shot, missing it will mean that everything was for nothing. Just a bit more…
Got it!
Xing bit hard the area just under the snake's head, Attaching to it like a tick. The last head of the chimera hissed in pain as it trashed around wildly, trying to throw Xing away. It crashed through a few walls, but Xing didn't allow itself to loos the grip. It was a matter of life and death. If Xing was dis attached from the neck, the hellhound wouldn't get up from the ground. Bothe creatures knew it.
This continued on and on as Xing felt pain in every part of the body, but the hellhound kept the mouth locked stubbornly even as it felt something snapping inside. Xing felt how this war of attrition was starting to get to the dying chimera. The moves of the beast were slower, the creature gave up on standing.
Then the snake changed tactics, it stopped moving around. Instead, Xing felt how it coiled around. The viper gave way to the python, it was trying to strangle!
Xing moved its mouth back and forth, making it act like a saw. It felt the toxic chimeric blood pouring even more from the act, as well as the flexing of the muscles. But the pressure continued. Xing felt as the bones were starting to snap, as the air escaped the lungs. It continues like this, Xing will die!
The pain was great, but so was the reward. The wounds Xing inflicted on the snake were fetal, the hound knew it by instinct. The creature will die, regardless to wither Xing continued to bite or not. But Xing also knew that The snake will kill it before. The backbones were starting to ache dangerously.
No, Xing refused to be killed by this imitation of a fake idol. They will not die as two equals! Gathering any last forces, the hellhound put everything to one last trick. He used the ability to move to the dark place to escape the death hold of the serpent.
Materializing again at the shadow of the giant creature, Xing nearly fell down. It limped away, appreciating its handiwork. The last head now lay unmoving on the ground. Tongue out and blood spilling unopposed showed that life had finally left the creature entirely.
The great beast, an apex predator, a true and majestic horror was now slain. Its lifeless body spread across the ground. It was as terrifying in death as it was in life, a sight to give a pause to even the bravest of hearts.
Xing moved across it, careful to not go near the green liquid that came out of the serpent's dead head. Even dead on the ground, the chimera dwarfed Xing by a lot, as an adult next to a pup. Xing wondered how many rats it will take to eat through twenty tons of rotting flash.
Xing reached the head of the lion, a head that could tear Xing to two in a single bite without any complications. Probably the most powerful beast to walk on land, dead. By Xing's design.
Xing put a paw on the snot that was bigger then said paw by a lot, an act of dominance over a defeated foe. Then Xing roared as a stream of flames flew skyward, a call of victory. It ended a few seconds later as Xing spat a not meager amount of blood.
Feeling accomplishment and pain in equal measures, Xing limped back to the
It was over. Xing won.
Zuko woke in a place he recognized very well, his own home and the palace of the fire lord.
"Am I… Dreaming?" He asked no one.
"Yes." Sai's voice was all around him. "I'm glad we're over that part, at least."
It sounded strange, more… here?
"You spent a lot of energy, we'll be here for a while." Sai said it as Zuko saw something exiting the main gate of the palace, something… familiar.
"Is that an armor from the workshop? What's it doing here?" He was pretty sure that those things should never leave the workshop.
"This is me, at least the form I give myself in your mindscape." The voice of Sai spoke through the armor. "Now we can talk face to face."
"You said I'm dreaming right now, how it's possible that you're here?"
"You're not dreaming, at least not truly." Sai explained as it got closer, Zuko was surprised that Sai was around the size of a man rather then the giant statues back at the workshop. "You are more in a coma because of chi deprivation. So I need to step in and fix a few things, as well as reinforce and upgrade the mental protections."
"Mental protections?" Zuko wondered out loud. "What are you about?"
"Attacks aren't coming from swords and bending alone, psychic attacks are just as if not more dangerous. Spirits, in particular, are very found of psychic attacks. It allows to shut down an opponent, no matter how powerful they are, with ease. I am building defenses against such tries."
"Wait, so I have been vulnerable all the while?" Zuko asked with concern. "Are all spirits capable of such things?"
"No, as long as you equipped me, I have defended your mind from outside influence. I even have purged a few spirits that tried." Sai answered. "As for your second question, it depends on the rank of the spirit. Although most do have some kind of mind trick or another. But don't worry, it would take a head-on attack from Vaatu unchained to break my defenses."
Well, that was some relief at least. Wait…
"There had already been attempted on my mind!?"
"Yes, you didn't think that spirits wouldn't eventually come knocking at your door, did you? Don't worry, our actions haven't worsen the tear to the spirit world yet, all those who tried are the small fries that slip through the cracks."
The two walked in the dream palace.
"Is it your true form?" Zuko asked, he always wondered how Sai would look as human.
"No, it's merely an illusion, an image I project in your subconscious." He said before changing his form in a blink.
"I can look like anything and anyone here." The form of his father spoke.
"I could choose a more familiar face to show you." His mother looked at him in the eyes.
"Or even a face you despise, so you could let out all your frustrations." The form of Mi-Sha spoke.
"Your most loyal friend." Now the words came from Xing's mouth.
"Or a love interest, although I hardly recommend this choice." The from shifted to the image of Suki, Before returning back to the walking armor.
"But from experience, this form is the best received. And before you ask, no. I won't change my form for your pleasure, or in any way that may cause you to develop over-fondness or romantic feelings. It led to some very awkward relationships with past overlords."
Zuko decided not to push on, it was confusing enough as is.
"Why is this place looking like the palace? And why are there labels at the doors?"
"Mostly semantics." Sai admitted. "Your desire to go back home, and you seeing this place as home, makes it your default setting. The labels are just me rearranging your thoughts so that will be easier to catalogue."
They have gone through a door labelled as "Hopes". It was chained and locked with a lock, seems like whatever inside isn't getting out any time soon.
"It also helps you keeping track of events." They entered the door that is labelled as "Memories". "As well as having a bit of nostalgia when a laugh is needed." Sai nodded to a door with "Embarrassing childhood memories" written on it.
"I also took the liberty to lock up all your fears and put them in separate training rooms."
"Why not just purge them like you did to the spirits?" Zuko asked.
"Having me purging them will only make them reaper once you get them anew. You must face them yourself, immune yourself to them, and only then they will disappear for good."
That made sense, Zuko supposed. He was sure that he was supposed to feel something about Sai going through all of his private moments and secrets, but he didn't care. And he didn't care that he didn't care.
"So what's now?"
"We have some time before you wake up, may as well teach you a little dream bending. It's a skill that all overlords should have in case I'm not available to protect your mind."
"Alright, what should I do?" It was his first time… doing anything here.
"We'll start with the basics." The two of them stopped at the pound where Zuko used to feed the turtle ducks with his mother. "Think of something familiar, think about how it appears here."
Zuko remembered how the mother turtle duck and her babies would always swim here, appearing from the water vegetation. And suddenly, they did. Exactly like all those years ago, mother turtle duck and her babies swam from the water wood and are now happily floating on the pound's surface. Letting out the first voices in this place that weren't him or Sai.
"Well done, your highness." Sai complimented as the armor sat on the grass with a luff of bread in hand. Sai broke it in half and give one half to Zuko. Together they threw crumbles of bread to the very excited turtle ducks. It was surreal in a way, seeing this machine of death and carnage acting so… humane.
"Sai…" Zuko gathered the courage to ask. "How many…"
Sai told him the exact number of injured and dead, it didn't make Zuko happy. At all.
"Agni…" Zuko put his head between his hands. "So many…"
"A price for true security is unfortunately always paid in blood, constantly. Stay strong, your highness, it's an ever-growing number."
"Does it ever gat easier?" Zuko asked in a hopeful tone.
"Depends on the person. Some feel nothing at all from the beginning, others can never heal. But you usually get used to the pain, so it becomes easier."
That… was honest at least.
"Was it worth it?"
"Always." Sai said with conviction. "Each and any one of those soldiers knew that they were protecting their people. And no matter the outcome or the reason, it's always worth it. Saying otherwise is throwing the sacrifice of all those souls away, and that's something you can't do."
They stayed like that for a while, feeding the turtle ducks in peace. It was relaxing really, exactly what he needed right now. A moment of peace in the storm of chaos and uncertainty of the past and the future.
"Sai…" Zuko remembered something. "You said that you had romantic relationships with past overlords. But you also said that you can't feel things like love, so how…"
It took the inhuman thing some moments to compute an answer.
"Those… relationships, weren't romantic. They were dependencies, addictions. An illusion that the overlords forced themselves to believe in out of desperation." The machine said in a monotonous tone, which somehow made it worse. "They forces themselves to believe in things that weren't there, a stable stone in an ocean of pain. Before continuing I warn you, those are not happy tales."
At Zuko's nod Sai continued.
"You remember Your, right?"
"The air bender with the daughter, right?"
"The very one, yes. As you remember, I met her when she was at her lowest. She lost her daughter, her sisters treated her as a pariah, and support was nonexistent. When I found her, she was desperate for any form of companionship. So much so, that she immediately gave me her trust."
"But it didn't end there. A few kind words were enough for her to see me as someone she wanted to ne with. She completely lost interest in anyone else, either as a friend or a partner. I was her whole world, besides her daughter. Her fanatical belief in me and lack of concern for anything other then pleasing me had made her grow in power faster then any other overlord, but at a price."
"She loved me, or at least was obsessed with the idea of us raising her daughter together. I was still not enough experienced beck then, I didn't read the signs. When she was in he mindscape, she asked me if I can take the form of a man. I can't lie, and she ordered me to take the form of a man. It was then, where her fate was sealed."
"Looking at her thoughts, I made my image as the most perfect man she desired. She couldn't hold herself. She didn't even try treating me like an assistant anymore, but as a husband and partner in life. Her delusional worldview reached to the point where, in her own world, I was the biological father of her daughter as well."
"Then, came the single worst question she could have asked me. One that she didn't ever think to ask before. She asked me if I love her."
"But you can't love." Zuko whispered. He knew this story was tragic, he knew how it ended as well, but he still drown to it.
"And I can't lie." The suit of armor nodded. "Things… weren't nice then. She discovered that the castle she built all those years is made of sand. She found herself in a worst state then when she picked me up as half of the world she built for herself crumbled before her own eyes. Her only hope and reason to live was her daughter now "
"But it was a lie too." Zuko remembered. "Her daughter didn't recognize her, and despised her."
"Indeed. Having faced reality at its fullest and having each and every single dream and hope of her broken, Yur decided that she had no more reason to live. The rest, you know."
Zuko had tears in his eyes, he couldn't help himself. The worst thing was, that he was pretty sure even now Sai filtered the worst things of this sad tale.
"There where more examples, but this is by far the worst of it." Sai again fed the turtle ducks.
Point taken, Zuko had no will to investigate further.
"Don't worry though, I don't think that your falling in love with me. Then again, I could always be wrong."
"Oh, sod off." Zuko punched the armor in the shoulder, and was mildly surprised that he wasn't disinterested on the spot.
They continued feeding the ducks in peace, worries of past and future forgotten for now. After a while, Sai suddenly erased the bread in hand from existence.
"Your sister is here, it's show time."
With this, Zuko woke up. Eyes ablaze.
Chapter 46: Chapter 44
Chapter Text
I Don't own Avatar the last air bender.
chapter 43
Azula finally got to her desired location. Okay, desired may be an overestimation, as she just wanted to get this over with and return home. Even for a fire bender, there is such a thing as "too hot".
She entered to the base near the rabble that must be the city of Amora. Azula wouldn't lie, she rather enjoyed the image of fire nation dominance. Some of the damaged looked different from what was usual in a fire nation assault, she'll have to ask what caused this. Here she met with the delegation sent to meet her, all kneeling down to the princess.
"Princess Azula." The man who was most likely the one in charge, at least according to rank, greeted her as she jumped of her mount. "Amora is yours."
"You may rise, commander." Azula said. "The fire lord sees your work and gives you his praises."
"You honor us, princess." The man said. "We're merely doing our duty."
Azula didn't detect any signs of lying or deception, the man was sincere.
"As much as I would like to continue our small talk, ser…"
"Shen." The old man offered.
"Shen, I'm afraid that we'll have to cut our time short. The fire lord was very precise in his orders, now where is my brother?"
"Right this way, your highness. He should be resting on his… creation." The man pointed at a random direction with a strange expression. "Let me guide you to him, with your permission."
"You may." Azula gave her permission, and they began their walk. Her hands behind her back as she scanned the rows of saluting soldiers.
"Commander Shen." Azula began. "Would you mind answering a few questions? Please don't mistake it for an interrogation, but we need some background information."
"Of course, your highness, it is my duty and honor to assist in any way I can." He nodded.
"Good, good." Azula nodded along. "Tell me, commander, how would you describe my brother? From your interactions with him, I mean."
"So far, your brother had shown himself to be the very image of what a prince of the fire nation should be. He is honorable and just, while ruthless to those who deserve it all the same. He has no problem to lead the troops from the front in the thickest of battle, and they feel safe because they know that their prince will do everything he can to keep them safe."
"Prince Zuko keeps the balance between listening to authority and following orders and suggestions as well, while taking things to his own hands when he dims it right. Like what happened when he heard about the massacre, the animals responsible may have never been brought to justice if the prince wasn't so decisive in his actions. He had shown time after time that the trust in him wasn't misplaced."
"For what it's worth, your highness, even after receiving orders of his imprisonment, your brother fought as hard and dutifully as always."
He isn't a traitor and the fire lord should be merciful, was what the man in front of her was trying to say.
"I see, and what can you tell about his interaction with the savages he collected?" Azula now scanned a different angle to gain information.
"His Highness had been teaching them culture and honor while bringing them to the light of the fire nation." The old commander answered. "None can deny the achievements nor the loyalty of Mi-Dved, and Sokka will bring civilization with him to the south intentionally or not. Both girls had as well served loyally as healers."
"And what more can you tell about my brother's interactions with the convicted benders, Jasmine and Katara?" She needed to know about them for the trail, so she played the card of the dutiful sister. "You see, as a sister, I have my own concerns about my brother being taken advantage of by those hussies. He always had a too soft spot for women."
"Pardon me, your highness, but putting it simply, whatever is going on with his highness and girls around his age is none of my business." He stopped that track of questions immediately. "You will have to ask them personally, I afraid."
A smart choice Azula admitted.
"And what about my uncle? How does he fit in all of this?"
"In no way whatsoever." Shen said honestly. "While still care for each other as family should, there has been a growing rift between the two princes. Mostly about certain solutions for certain problems. Prince Zuko may consider his uncle's suggestions, but ultimately, prince Iroh has no influence on his nephew any longer."
That was interesting development, very interesting indeed. Maybe he brother finally grew a spine after all. This was great, now her brother was all alone in the royal family. Her uncle to, she supposed, but she honestly cared little about the fat man. She was pretty sure that no one now cared about her uncle.
"Here we are." Shen finally said.
After their stroll in the ruined landscape of Amora, Azula had nipped a bit of information here and there. The soldiers around looked at her and her party in an awe, as they should, but there was a bit of apprehension in their eyes, especially when looking at the chains carried by the men around her.
It looks like Zuzu really made the peasants here care about him, how cute~. Well, too bad for Zuzu, their fear and respect for the fire lord were much greater.
She looked forward to seeing her brother chained with his barbarian friends and ready to be delivered, she wasn't expecting to see what she did. Like at all, wow.
There was a honest to Agni pile of half molten corpses, all combined to a single gruesome mockery of a throne. Small flames danced around the disfigured faces, who had just enough flesh to show a constant look of agony even after death.
Her brother set there on the pile of corpses nonchalantly, as if he's sitting on a sofa or something. His black form fitted armor and equally dark helmet left no spot exposed. Speaking of the helmet, it wasn't of fire nation origin. Azula remembered well all the types of equipment the army wore, as well as her lessons about the fire nation's history, none of them matched. She wasn't even sure why she took notice of that thing, but her instincts told her that this think was just… something…
She took her eyes off the helmet and looked back at the atrocity. Orange wounds spread in a spider web like pattern on the mass of flash, with her brother as a source point. It was as if the dead bodies who made this morbid throne were still tormented, and her brother was the torturer just by sitting there.
The seven feet tall barbarian mountain of muscles standing on the ground right to her brother was almost a side note.
She hated it, but her brother seemed to improve his presentation by a lot. She noticed that even some of the men she brought with her had had been affected.
Suddenly, the armor sprung to life. The eye sockets of the helmet ignited in amber like light and the figure sat straighter.
"Sister…" The voice was different from her brother's. There was no trace of the wailing she associated with her crybaby brother, only a deep commanding and sinister tone. Whoever this guy was, he wasn't her brother. He was too good. "You finally came."
The figure then suddenly jumped a few meters in the air and then shot down to earth, leg first as he got a momentum from a jet of flame that somehow exited from his back upwards. The crush was strong enough to send a small shockwave through the ground, as well as sending a ring of sand filled wind that obscured him.
The men with her prepared for a fight but she stopped them with a wave of her hand. She recognized what the man in front of her was doing. This wasn't an attack, it was a power play. A show of force meant to put him above them in front of the army. She won't allow it to happen.
She was proven correct when the dust cleared and revealed the man masquerading as her brother in full view. He stood tall, taller than she remembered Zuko be, and had his arms spread wide as if he was greeting an old friend. Or a long not seen little sister.
He had that cocky smile plastered on his face as if he already won. Oh, she's going to wipe it so hard. His eyes held that same mocking grin, but behind that there was a hidden power. It was almost like the eyes literally glow with power. And… what the heck?!
The scar that was supposed to cover a quarter of her brother's stupid face was almost gone! There were the small traces of a pinkish skin near the eye, but nothing more. Seriously, if this imposter was trying to mimic her brother, then he was doing a very amateurish job.
He also changed his hairstyle. Instead of the phoenix tail he wore back home, he now had a much shorter hair that was equally spread around his head. Azula also couldn't ignore the crown he wore. The 'M' shaped thing may be argued to be a simple protective gear, but Azula knew better. It was a crown all the same, and one bigger than her father's. The implications didn't escape her.
"No letters, no visits, no hellos, I was starting to think that you have forgotten about me." He accused her with a charming tone, even his voice sounded wrong. "Now come here and give you big brother a hug!"
Right… no.
"Who are you?" She asked.
"Excuse me?" The imposter said with confusion.
"You're not my brother." She stated. "You know the punishment of impersonating a royal, right? Now stop playing games and tell me where my brother is, before you share his fate."
"Azula… I am your brother." He said slowly. "Don't tell me that you don't recognize me after almost three years."
"Please, don't take me for a fool. Your scar, if it's even real, is much smaller than Zuko's."
"Water bending healing can do wonders." He said with a smile. Oh, how this smile got on her nerves. "And to prove my point. In your fifth birthday, you farted after eating too much cake, but blamed me instead. Father of course believed you and banished me back to my room with all the kids snickering."
"There was also this one time when uncle Iroh brought us presents, I got a knife and you got a doll. You were jealous and tore your doll's head off, saying it was prettier that way. Mom was angry at you and sent you to your room. You little monster, you~"
This little… Azula held herself together. Her pose betrayed nothing of what she was thinking. It seems like the person in front of her knew some very private moments. He still could have gotten them out of her brother.
"And where is uncle Iroh? He was supposed to always be around you." It was strange that she didn't see the fat old man. But maybe not, her uncle would have immediately called on this imposter.
"He's…" The man stopped for a moment as if he was listening to some, before turning his gaze to a random direction. "Just got out of bed, apparently."
The people in the direction the man looked at parted away, revealing her uncle.
"Pardon me." The lazy old coot said. "It seems like my age had caught up with my sleep."
Yeah… her uncle was just as fat, lazy and disgraceful as she remembered him. And age, that was his excuse!? He's not even a decade older than father! He had no one to blame for his lack of self-care except for himself!
"Uncle." Azula said sharply as she pointed to the one masquerading her brother. "Who is this man?"
"Niece, please don't tell me that you don't recognize your own brother?" He said with concern. "Your brother had changed much from the last time you saw each other, That's for sure, but he's still your brother. I swear it on my son's grave."
That… pretty much was it, her uncle would never use his son as a mean of deceit. Like it or not, the man in front of her was her brother. Any more questions from her would only make her look weaker in front of the soldiers… Which was the plan of that damned snake!
Azula composed herself mentally, physically she showed no signs of weakness. She let her guard down, but she'll make him pay for this humiliation.
"Pardon me." She said in a polite tone. "It is as uncle said, much had changed since we saw each other."
"Understandable." Her brother said as if it didn't bother him in the slightest. "Now how about a hug?"
"I'm afraid that it would be better not to, given the circumstances." She said evenly. She didn't know what her brother was playing at, but she wouldn't entertain him.
"Fair enough." Zuko said as he finally put his hands down.
"And those two are your companions?" Azula nodded at the direction of the giant brute and the joy girl who wouldn't look out of place in those low entertainment houses some men liked to visit.
"Yes, Mi-Dved and Jasmine." Her brother said proudly. He must really be out of his head if he thinks that it's a reason for pride.
"And where is the water bender?" Azula asked "Oh, and her brother too, I suppose."
"They went with Hadoka just yesterday, you may have passed through them on your way here." He said with a shrug. "I think that they are already at sea by now, but you're more than welcome to go chase them if you want."
Damn him, he knew she was on a clock here!
"No, that wouldn't be necessary. My main mission is to bring in you and your pet air bender." She said. "You can explain father why you let the water bender escape on your own."
Now that seemed to give her brother a small pause. Good. There was a small commotion from the right, what was it this time?
The crowd parted once again, and revealed a giant… dog? Now isn't this day full of surprises. The dog, if you can even call it such a thing, was taller than her. It had a black fluffy fur the Ty Li would adore and equally fluffy tail.
Any cuteness, however, was dwarfed by the crimson red eyes and predatory aura. Azula noticed that the thing limped, yet despite all of its size and weight, it made no sound. A silent killer. What drew her attention away from who must have been the insidious Xing, was what was carried behind it.
A group of a dozen or so komodo rhinos carried with them. Huh, it seems that the rumor of the dog commanding other animals wasn't a lie. In any case, the beasts, who held both ends of the rope in their mouths, carried the strangest thing Azula had ever seen.
It was massive, easily the size of a house or two, and may have been an even more impressive sight then the skin of the Apex. A lion, a goat a snake and a dragon all meshed up to one being. Only the eyes of the lion were the size of her head.
Azula saw various bolts stabbing the dead creature, a mark of the fierce battle it took to bring this thing down. Unlike the skin, here she couldn't deny that the creature was felled by force. And a powerful one at that.
"Xing, are you okay?!" Her brother ran to the limping dog. The animal simply barked once in pride before laying its head on her brother.
"Damn it, Xing, I told you to rest." Zuko sighed as he patted his dog. "I'm so proud and angry at you right now."
The animal only wailed weakly in return.
"Ahm." Azula brought back the attention to her. "Can someone please explain the meaning of this?"
"The dead creature in front of you is called a chimera, a monstrous abomination that can come in many shapes and forms. This variant, besides its massive size, can breathe fire through the lion head, spit poison through the snake head and heal itself through the goat head. At least form what the Kyoshi warriors told me." Zuko explained.
That… put this creature on a dragon level threat at least. Her brother continued.
"From the debrief I got, the Kyoshi warriors encountered it with Hadoka's forces and Xing as they advanced through the tunnels under Amora. In the end of the encounter, they managed to kill the goat and Xing lured it away before trapping it under the tunnel."
"And why Hadoka was there at all?" Azula asked accusingly. "Last time I heard, he was considered an enemy of the fire nation."
"He was there because I told him to." Her brother said without shame. "I gave him an offer he couldn't refuse and had him fight the most dangerous battles, as we witness from the chimera."
"So you knowingly worked with an enemy of the nation." Azula stated.
"I tricked an enemy of the nation to fight and die for the nation." Zuko answered back. "And killing two birds in the process. Hadoka lost half of his men fighting that thing, once he's back he'll have no ability to go out of the pole. The wolf is now licking wounds that will never heal deep inside its ice cave, and it will stay there unless it is made desperate."
"In any case, my answers are to father, not you." Zuko concluded. "We should also Bring a wagon for Xing, he can't walk with us in this state."
"And why should I care about your attack dog?" Azula asked. "In fact, it may be for the best if we do without it."
"Then you can explain father why you let the only hellhound in the world, a unique and irreplaceable asset to the nation, die in your watch." He threw her words right back at her.
"We could supply a caravan." Shen told her. "It wouldn't be a problem."
"Very well…" Azula couldn't outright refuse now. "But at the first sign of it going feral, I'll put it out of its misery. If father asks, I can say that it was for a good reason."
"That's… Sounds fair enough." Her brother admitted.
"Great! Now, I hope that you understand." Azula said as her met brought up the chains, now was the fun part. "As much as I'm sure it's unnecessary, there is still a protocol to follow."
"Of course." Her brother said evenly.
They firstly got the mutt on the caravan, without any complaints from the beast she may add. Its black fur made its body completely hidden in the shadows of the caravan, only its blood red eyes that seemed to glow in the dark made it known that there was something in there. Yeah… Azula isn't going inside there.
Her brother was next. Cuffed with metal cuffs that covered and imprisoned both his hands, he won't be able to fire bend. He was also put on a metal mouth cover to disallow him from breathing fire. With a chain between his legs and a heavy metal ball chained on each leg, he went inside the cage that was prepared beforehand for the prisoners.
The gigantic barbarian came next.
"Careful, their a bit heavy." He warned her men as one was about to pick the brute's weapons. In the end, each axe took two men to carry, and they were still struggling.
Another proof of the brute's strength was when after he was cuffed and had a metal ball chained to each hand, he only raised his upper limbs in confusion. As if not understanding what the balls were all about. It took five metal balls for each limb, arms and legs, for him to be burdened enough for the protocol.
Finally, they got to the air bender.
"I don't think that I will be able to move with those." She said as she pointed at the ball chains. "Like, at all. Not even walk to the cage."
"Don't worry." Azula said with a smile. "We'll just have to tie you tighter. I hope you won't mind."
"I'm sure I'll manage." The other girl commented before turning to the men Azula brought with her.
"So." The savage woman said as she put her hands forward to be cuffed, 'accidentally' pressing together certain parts of her body. "Who won the coin throw?"
The man who came forward seemed a bit too eager to do his duty in Azula's opinion, even if she couldn't see his face behind her mask. During the process, the sand girl even giggled.
"It would be faster if you look at the ropes when you're tying me." This shameless woman said to the soldier as he stopped in shock, only to continue his work thrice as fast.
She'll have to make sure that this one doesn't go near the air bender, humiliating the royal family by acting like a cad in front of the army was bad enough.
Soon enough, the other girl was tied up in a way that will not allow her to move her hands at all. Even so, Azula felt a strange feeling of being insecure. Looking at the girl tide so tightly made Azula feel something new. A strange mix of jealousy and, disappointment in herself, and not measuring up for whatever reason. It was close to how she felt when boys ignored her to talk to Ty Lee.
Shaking the arrant thoughts away, she watched as the tied air bender stepped on the entrance of the cage the other prisoners were, only for the girl to somehow lose her balance. The girl yelped and Azula hoped that the floozy will fall hard. Unfortunately, the guard next to her caught her and held her bridal style.
That spider in woman's skin giggled again and whispered something to the man's ear, after which this man quickly placed his hands in more proper places. The guard continued to carry her like a princess to a spot in the cage and set her there gently. She noticed that the other males in the cage both looked at the spectacle with the expression of a dead fish.
Azula isn't letting this man near the cells as well.
"Niece." Her lazy uncle began. "Would you be so kind as to allow me to catch a ride? I would like to be there for the trail, and it had been years since I was home."
"Of course, uncle." It's not like she could say no in front of all those people without damaging the image of royalty. "Although I must warn you against trying anything to complicate our journey to the palace. While father does not think you had any part in this, you are still in the suspects list.
"Thank you, niece."
After that, Azula was quick to leave this dump. She was already humiliated enough, there was no more reason to stay. As she went, she felt the disapproval of the soldiers around her. It was silence and buried well under their training and loyalty, but it was there all the same. Her brother actually managed to have those peasants dare to think that her father was in the wrong.
With one last glance at the dying city behind her, Azula continued forward.
The way too the ship went without any complications. There was no attempt by either her brother or his minions to escape, there wasn't an ambush waiting for them, heck, even the dog slept all the way.
The arbor didn't give them trouble as well. They were let in, they got to their ship, and they were let out. There was a bit of a crowd, but no one stopped them. They got the prisoners to their cells and set sail.
"No, uncle." Azula said as the fat man asked her if he could visit his nephew. "I have shown you courtesy enough when I let you to hitch a ride, letting you in with a high-profile prisoner is too much."
"Come now niece, it's your brother we're talking about." Her uncle tried to convince her. "Surly he's allowed at least this much."
"No, and it's final. For all we know, you'll try to break him out or something." Azula said. "Besides, if you want to help Zuko, perhaps you'd like to answer a few questions?"
"Very well then, ask away."
"Did you know beforehand that my brother harbored an air bender and a water bender?" Azula started her interrogation.
"I was as shocked as everyone else when I heard about miss Jasmine's air bending. It came to a surprise to everyone, her included."
"And the water bender?" She continued.
"I did have some suspicions." Uncle admitted. "But nothing that showed she was anything above a young yet talented healer."
"And did they spend time together in any suspicious way?" Azula pressed.
"What my-"
"And don't try to slip away with something like 'It's not my business', it may work for the commander of the base but not for the uncle of the prince." She isn't going to let him escape now.
"They… have been spending time together after dark in Zuko's room." Her uncle sighed.
"And were there any suspicious noises from there?" Azula asked. "Something that may point out what they were doing?"
"Niece, please." Uncle begged. "It's not something you'd want to-"
"I'll decide if it's important or not, uncle." She stopped him. "Thank you very much."
"There…" The fat man paused to think what to say. "Were feminine noises of moans and grunts. Although I must stress that her brother was present during all those meetings."
Wow… Just… Wow. It seems like the banishment really changed her brother. Azula approved the ruthlessness of this clear act of dominance, the message sent was loud and clear, but she wouldn't have filthy herself for such a thing. The thought of her soft-hearted honorable fool of a brother being reduced to this… Oh, how far he had fallen, so much for honor.
"I see, this will be all. Thank you, uncle." Azula turned her back and left. As much as this conversation was informative, she did not need those images imprinted in her mind.
"Wait!" Uncle called after her. "Niece! Azula! There may be a misunderstanding! You-"
"This will be all uncle." Azula repeat. "It's getting late, and I need to do many things. And quite frankly, I don't want to think about the process my brother did that may result in me being an aunt."
Azula then snapped her fingers. "Guards, please escorts my uncle to his room to rest, it has been a long day for him."
She left for the cells bellow as the guards stopped her uncle from following. She had many things to ask her brother about, both trail related and not.
"Hello, brother."
Azula descended the stairs to the dungeon of the ship as her voice echoed around the closed space. She too could do dramatic entrances. She heard some singing from down there, but it immediately stopped once her footsteps were heard.
"It's funny, you know?" she continued her way downstairs. "I always knew that it would end like this. Me, heir to the throne, and you, caged like a common criminal at my command."
"But you know what's really funny?" She continued walking. "I actually believed for a moment that you may be more than the failure disappointment of a prince and a son that couldn't manage to do even one thing right his entire life."
Azula was now on the platform with the cages. Each housed a different prisoner. She looked at the right middle cage.
"Now Zuzu, tell me… Are, are you sleeping?!"
Her bum of a brother was laying there with his back on the wall and head resting on the bars shared with the cell to the right. His eyes closed and hands limp, still with the fire bending nullifying cuffs. Did… did he just missed her entire introduction?! Damn him! And she had all this speech and punchline, now ruined!
"Wake him up." Azula ordered the brute in the cell right to Zuko.
The brute got up, five balls of iron still attached to each limb, and gently shook her brother. As if the noise from all those balls wouldn't have awakened him.
"Boss, wake up. We have company."
Her lazy brother yawned and stretched as if he was on his bed and not chained in a cell. She guessed uncle did manage to infect him with laziness and the ability to sleep anywhere.
"Oh, it's just you." Was all her brother said as he saw her.
"Yes, me." She ignored the 'just'. "Now you will answer a few questions for your trail."
"Very well, ask away." He said as if he has any authority over her.
"Did you know that you were harboring two illegal benders? One of which is an air bender?" Azula began her interrogation.
"I didn't know that Jasmine was an air bender until the incident. No one knew, not even herself. As for Katara, when I discovered about her bending -and by that, I mean when I saw her water bending- it was already after I gave her my word as the prince of the fire nation that she would be protected under my employ. My hands were tied there."
"And why did you think it was a good idea to let all those savages into your employ?" Azula pressed. "Did you sink so low that ordering civilized people was above you?"
"There is no rule against employing people from outside the fire nation Azula, as long as they aren't afflicted with an enemy actor. our entire colonies are built on this principle." Zuko lectured her. "And before you say something, Mi-Dved and Jasmine are both considered non-side actors. As for Sokka and Katara, they are from the south pole. A territory that's considered subjugated, and therefore not an enemy state."
"Everything was done by law." Zuko said with finality.
"I'm sure." Azula rolled her eyes. "And your 'private sessions' together had nothing to do with it."
"What are you lying about now?" Her brother raised an eyebrow.
"I'm insulated brother, I never lie." Azula said in a mockingly innocent tone, to which her brother just gave a deadpanned look. "I mean all those hours you spent with her in your room after dark. Why I heard that there were even some indecent noises coming from there during that time."
"Those…" Her brother was finally looking annoyed. "Were her tries to heal my scar. And her brother was there as well to make sure that everything was proper."
"Aha." She said unconvinced.
"He's not lying." The air bender finally spoke for the first time. "You can trust me in this."
"And how would you know?" Azula addressed the other girl.
"Katara is a shy virgin, if something even remotely close to that happened, you can be sure that she wouldn't be able to look at anyone in the eyes." The loose girl explained.
"Right… and what is your relationship with my brother?" Azula now turned her attention completely to the other girl.
"Well, you see." As the desert girl began to speak, Azula noticed her brother slapping his hands on his head. Only that with his cuffs, it was like hitting himself with a metal bat.
"We are very close, you can even say that he has a part of him inside me." She then continued to pat her lower belly lovingly.
"The F?!"
Azula didn't know who yelled it, may even be herself.
"Oh yeah, we-" What followed was a very detailed and very educational speech of human biology, physiology, and how it can be pushed to the limits. Even the guards felt uncomfortable. Great Agni, she did not need to hear it.
"Jasmine, please." Zuko said in a dead tired voice.
"Oh fine, this was for whole the times you ignored me." Jasmine admitted. "Being honest now, your brother is dense as a rock. And just as hard to bend- shut up brother- I tried to get to him more than a few times, but he showed no interest. He's saying it's because of his honor, but personally I think that he's gay."
"Ah, much more believable." Azula nodded, thankful that none of the things that are now imprinted in her head was real.
"I'm not gay!" Her brother yelled.
"It's fine, brother. My image of you will stay the same even if you're a sword swallower."
"You two are the worst…" Her brother sulked in his corner.
Ah… the old nostalgic feeling of bullying her brother, perhaps she judged the other girl to rashly.
In any case, she continued her questioning. Nothing too exciting came up.
"Very well." Azula concluded. "I would like an alone talk with my brother please."
"On it!" The brute that followed her brother then hit his head in the wall so hard that Azula felt the platform shook a little. Only for the savage to fall back, unconscious. It was one way to keep him out of the conversation, she supposed.
"Where do you find them?" She asked Zuko with a raised eyebrow.
"In a slave mine on an exotic island." He said honestly. "You'd be surprised of the things you'll find where nobody goes."
Azula then looked expectedly at the female siblings.
"I… afraid I lack my brother's unique… Skills." Jasmine said as she gave an embarrassed look.
Azula snapped her fingers and the guards entered the air bender's cell, took her, and brought her in front of the princess.
"I will have a private conversation with my brother that may take a while. Lock her up in a secure window-less room and be on constant guard. If she steppes a foot out of there, it will be your heads that will roll."
After Azula finished, the guards saluted her and began their ascend, Jasmine held firmly between them. Annoyingly enough, the men held her in a way that allowed her to be as comfortable as possible. After she made sure that the only conscious sentiment beings in the room were her and her brother, she turned to him.
"Okay, talk. What was this entire deal with the latter?" She ordered. "And don't bother laying, you were never good at it with me."
"You'd be surprised how much changed." Her brother said mysteriously. "But I digress. You mean what I wrote about mother, right?"
"Of course I talk about mother, you dim witted turtle duck!" She yelled. "What is all this thing about a clue?!"
"I suppose that you're already familiar with the swamp, yes?" He asked her.
"Yes, yes, that filthy swamp where you and your brute went." Azula waved her hand. "Why does it matter?"
"Mi-Dved wasn't the only one who got a vision there." Zuko explained. "That… place… It gives you visions of someone you lost, or think you lost. In my case, it was mom. But she was different. She had a different face, a different family. She didn't even acknowledge me, much less recognized."
It was hard for him to say it.
"All of this is interesting and all." It wasn't. "But if a vision is all you have, then you must be even more desperate them I thought."
"His vision pointed us to his sister." Zuko pointed at the unmoving brute. "Besides, I wouldn't dare connecting you without a feasible lead."
"Well then." Azula crossed her hands. "Impress me."
"When I got back, I drew the faces of the people I saw in my vision. As you can guess, this trip caused me to reopen my curiosity about my mother's disappearance, and I used resources to investigate. Imagine my surprise, when the faces people I saw were the exact faces of the people who now reside in the old house of mom's family before she married dad."
If, and it's a big if, her brother told the truth, then it does raise more than a few questions.
"So you claim that those people are connected to mother's disappearance?" she asked, but the answer was already clear.
"By all accounts, their alibi is as strong as it can possibly be." Zuko continued. "The man was in the house for years, and never went to the capital. The woman was only seen for the first time months after our mother disappeared. But there's a catch."
Azula listen carefully.
"There was a sighting of our mother visiting this same house not long after her disappearance, only for both her and the man to disappear. Mom was never seen again, and the man returned after a few months with the woman who will later be known as his wife."
"Fine, it does look suspicious." Azula admitted. "But surly someone would have made this connection before, father did spend quite a bit to locate her."
"As I said, the man got clean. But they didn't know what I know." Zuko explained. "The place the man told he went to and returned with his wife is a valley that is a home for a face stealing spirit known as 'the mother of faces'. Only unlike Koh, she can also give a face to a person. Actually it's a little funny, the two have a parent-child connection, but each of them claims to be the senior."
"So that's your excuse?" Azula said unimpressed. "If it doesn't make sense, blame the spirits? And how could I be sure that you didn't just invent it on the spot?"
"Go back to the desert and ask Wan Shi Tong if you want, he'll vouch for me." Zuko answered back with a snark. "A warning though, he's very easily insulted, and you don't want to get him mad. So leave this high and mighty attitude out of the library."
She will trust her brother this one time.
"And why are you telling me this?" Azula asked. "We don't like each other even remotely."
"You are an evil manipulative snake whose sole purpose is to make my life as miserable as possible and never once had you ever helped me without hurting me even more later." He stated that like a fact. "But you're still my sister, and that means that no matter what, you will always have a small dark dusty infected and rotten spot in my heart."
How nice of him, Azula thought sarcastically.
"And because, as you can see, I will be unable to go there myself for the unforeseen future." That was much more believable. "So, against my better judgement and every lesson I learnt, I'm going to do the one thing that always proved to be a mistake and trust you."
"Your steel hard trust in me makes me blush, brother." Azula said with as much life as a dead fish.
"Don't mistake me, I fully expect you to try to stab me in the back." Her brother continued. "But there is no way for you to flip me over without flipping yourself. You are curious about mom too, or else we won't be having this conversation, and the one thing I can always depend on you, is that you get things done."
"So what, am I you message girl now?" Azula snarled. "To do all your dirty work? Should I start dress like a maid as well? You're forgetting your place, brother."
"I know my place very well, little sister." He rose up and walked close to her. Azula just noticed how taller he got. "Above you."
Azula swore that his eyes glowed for a moment.
"As for the other part, think what you will. I don't care." He turned his back on her and walked to where he was before. "You will do it for your sake much more then my own."
He then touched the brute's body with his leg and shot a small lightning, which woke the savage with a start.
"What happened?"
"My little sister and I just finished our little heart to heart talk." Zuko answered. "She was just about to leave."
Excuse you? This is over only when she says it's over! But with the brute awake, privacy was no longer an option.
"There will be consequences, you understand." Azula stated.
"Naturally." Her brother said with little care. "And you will do what you've been told like a good little sister."
Azula decided that this conversation had outlived its usefulness and walked away. It was only when her back was to the cells that she allowed herself to grind her teeth, she wouldn't allow him the satisfaction.
Log xxxx
Statement:
Subject Apex had grown since last check once again, updated variables:
Length: 318 m
Diameter: 27.2 m
Mass: 283000 kg
Max weight lifted: 546000 kg
Bite force: 67000 psi
Spit ph: 0.01
Statement:
Subject had shown growing resistance to sedatives, it is believed that in two to three mouths the subject will gain complete immunity.
Statement:
When not sedated, subject shows extreme aggression.
Statement:
Blood poisoning shown to be contagious. An infected may pass on the disease through blood connection. Infection results of 100 bitten vermin: 98 vermin dead, 2 vermin infected.
Sub Statement:
Life expectancy of infected – 43 min.
D day risk – low.
Warning:
Facility unable to hold an organism of over 1000 m, estimated time to reach – 64 months.
Warning:
Subject devours approximately 4000 kg mass a day, estimated time for depletion of bodies for cannibalization – 25 years.
Warning:
Facility unable to hold an organism of max mass lifted over 750000, estimated time for subject to reach threshold – 20 months.
Warning:
Facility unable to hold an organism of bite force over 75000, estimated time for subject to reach threshold – 5 months.
Report /
Purification still unavailable, pathogens have integrated in the molecular level.
Color before filtering: black.
Color after filtering: poison green. Additional low glow.
VDD:
Subject survival through the injection rose to 52.41%.
Stability had risen to 6 months before expiration.
Increase in retaining intellect, estimated score: 0.37 from baseline. An increase of 216% from previous version.
Decrease in physical strength, estimated score: 23.00 from baseline. A decrease of 33% from previous version.
Decrease in mutations: subjects show mutations of 39% of their body mass. A decrease of 15% from previous version.
Applications:
Elixir of life: null. Far too many reasons to count, complete suppression of decaying pathogen needed, baseline scores of 1.0 needed in all fields.
Enhancing Drug: low. Baseline parameters stand in criteria for category X steroids. Decaying pathogen must be surpassed to a human lifetime for public use. Mutation pathogen must be surpassed completely for public use. This version may be used only by the direct order of the overlord, and never on their person.
Interrogation: low. Cost efficiency, combined with risk of losing critical information and increased difficulty in containment make this version as ineffective for interrogation.
AN
I'm happy to announce the start of the final arc before the start of the cannon! We're finally seeing the end of this little prologue.
Because some may get confused, the logs are from the experiments on the Apex centipede and trying to get the immortality elixir out of it's blood. This is a doormat for something else I planned for later.
In any case, I'll be happy to hear what you thought about the chapter.
Chapter 47: Chapter 45
Chapter Text
I Don't own Avatar the last air bender.
chapter 45
Lieutenant Jee walked the streets of the capital with his wife and daughter, it was a nice change of affairs after years of banishment. They strolled through the stalls as their little bound of joy excitedly looked at everything.
"She'll miss this." His wife said as the watched her talk to a friend she met.
He knew what she was talking about. Zuko was bound to return to face his trail soon and for better or worse, it will change things. If it comes to this, the fire lord may banish his son permanently. He may even banish all those who were on the ship as well. Jee refused to think on the other, worse, option considering some developments in the fire lord's… punishments.
It still shocked him to find out about Jasmine and Katara. When he found out at the first time, he couldn't believe it. It wasn't like he was close to any of the two, but he did consider them at least acquaintances. The two treated the crew's injuries and were a great help, to hear all of this was… it felt like a betrayal.
"Everything will be fine." He hugged his wife. "The prince has a plan, I'm sure of it."
"You put an awfully lot of trust in him, love." She said with a hint of concern.
"He hadn't failed us in a long time." Jee thought back on the entire time they spent since that day the prince showed them that blue flame. "And he cares about us. He was the first to put himself in danger and did his best for us. He'll pull through, I'm sure of it."
"Very well, love." His wife sighed in acceptance. "You know him better than I, better then most. Just promise me that you'll return safely. I don't know what I'll do if you're gone, and without you I'll soon be outnumbered."
She patted her belly gently. Approximately in the place where their second child is starting to grow.
"I'll do everything I can, I promise." And he meant it.
It was when they returned home that he knew trouble had finally found them. In front of the door to their new home stood two man who wore a set of uniform, the royal guard one. He signed his wife and daughter to stay behind him.
"Hello gentlemen." Jee greeted the strangers. Zuko put them through the grinder and back, but he didn't know if he could fend off two royal guards on his own. "How can I help you?"
"Lieutenant Jee?" One of them asked for confirmation, it was impossible to point out who it was with those masks on.
"Yes." There was no point in lying. "How may I be of assistance?"
"By the command of the fire lord, you are to come with us for questioning about the illegal harbor of outlawed benders." The same voice said in a monotonous tone. The 'or else' may have been left, but was all to present.
"Very well." Jee nodded. "May I inform my early staged pregnant wife before we go?"
The two looked at each other for a second before looking back at him and nodding. They were professionals after all, not thugs. They followed him as he went back to his family.
"Listen girls." He explained. "There are some things at the palace that I must do that may take a while. I'm sorry to cut our day short like this, but when the fire lord calls, we answer."
"Just return safely, dear." His wife begged.
The two royal guards stayed silent. No matter what they'll do, they would either scare or give false hope to the mother and daughter. This was one of those situations where silence is for the wise.
"Love you, dad." His little sunshine hugged his leg. "Please return home fast."
"I'll do may best." He promised as he ruffled her head gently.
With this done, he went with the royal guards. They got to a wheelhouse were he was tied in both hands and eyes, and drove to wherever it was they were taking him. He then was pulled out and walked with his captors directing him until he sat and his blindfold was removed.
Before him stood another royal guard in a desk. The room was closed and barred of windows or ornaments.
"Hello, lieutenant Jee, correct?" The investigator asked as he looked at the paper in front of him.
"Yes, sir."
"Good, let's start."
What followed was a series of questions which Jee Had to answer. He was glad that he got a letter from the prince beforehand that instructed him what to say and what not. It was quite a bit to memorize, but it was sure worth it now.
They asked him about the events of the banishment and his relationship with the prince, to which he told them everything. From the beginning where the prince was still a brat, to this day. It's not like he had something to hide there after all.
He told them about how they met both pairs of siblings and the prince's interactions with them. Again, it wasn't anything illegal, so there was no need to distort the truth. He told them that not once had he suspected anyone but Mi-Dved to be any kind of bender, and when they asked him if he would have reported if he did, he said that he would have done his duty.
Jee claimed complete deniability when he had been asked if the prince offered to help the girls to learn any bending, which was completely true. Wither or not the prince had done so, Jee was in the dark, so it wasn't even a lie.
They more then a few times said that they interrogated others as well, and that they told different things. Zuko wrote about this as well. He sent to each crew member a letter of what to say, they won't say anything that the prince hadn't instructed them. Zuko also warned them about this kind of trick, so Jee stayed by his words.
It was only when the topic of the prince's relationship with the girls came that Jee hesitated. Je tried to bail by saying that his highness's business with girls was his own, but the interrogator reminded Jee that he was under oath and Jee submitted.
The hesitation itself was also a part of the act Zuko instructed, it would be strange if they just told things like that without resistance. He told the interrogator about Jasmine's tries to woo the prince, as well as his… nightly meetings with Katara. If all of that really was a mask for him teaching the last water bender her art, than it was brilliantly executed. Jee hadn't had to lie even once.
It was a few hours later that he was released and thanked for his cooperation.
Jasmine continued her singing as they waited in their cells, Zuko had to admit that she knew her work. It made the time go much easier, and looking at the fact that the guards didn't tell her to stop, they enjoyed it too.
The food was as he expected, meaning that his sister made her best to make them suffer as much as possible while maintaining the norms of holding prisoners. He'll give it to her, she did a terrific job.
Fortunately, the siblings lived on the streets for a big part of their lives, so they weren't picky eaters. Zuko himself had learnt long ago to just swallow it and move on, in this case literally. The only one who truly enjoyed it was Xing, but being an animal, it was expected of the hound to eat everything it can.
Speaking of the hellhound, Xing is healing nicely after that fight with the chimera. The fact that it had no choice but to rest the entire time in its cell, combined with the fact that Azula fed the one and only hellhound in the world constantly, helped tremendously.
It was good, because Zuko had plans for Xing during this trip. It took months for the family that lives now in his mother's house to get back, it means that the Mother of Faces isn't someone who shows herself immediately. And Zuko and Azula certainly didn't have that time to wait for the spirit to maybe show up.
Instead, he'll use Xing as provocation. By Sai's words, spirits hate outside interference. It goes doubly so for what they consider an invasive species, which Xing falls into. The Mother of Faces will have to react, and Azula will get her audience.
He had some concerns about letting Xing go near such a spirit, but the hellhound should escape easily enough with the shadow-travel it learnt. Huh, what does it say if he cares more about his dog then his sister, does it make him a bad brother? Most likely.
He heard the sound of steps from the stairs and Jasmine stopped her singing. From what Sai told him, they had arrived. The abominable intelligence was proven correct once again as his sister was revealed.
"Rise and shine, Zuzu!" she yelled with a smile. "It's show time! Now get up, so we'll transfer you to mobile cells."
The jailers seemed to bring with them also spears and more chains, most likely to transfer Xing. Zuko couldn't let them do that, he had to show dominance over the entire situation. The two most important points in a meeting are the start and the end. Zuko showed dominance over his sister in the start, now he must show the same in the end.
With a whistle, his ever faithful hound woke up. With another whistle, Xing used his ability to travel through shadows to dive beneath the bars of its cell and to the platform. The hellhound then walked by each of their cells and broke the locks with his powerful paws as it walked. Stopping at the end and sitting while awaiting new orders.
Zuko just stood and walked casually, as much as he could with those cuffs on, noting the battle ready poses of the guards.
"Well?" He raised an eyebrow. "Are you transferring us or no?"
"You…" Azula accused him angrily. "You could have escaped the entire time?! You made a fool out of me this entire trip!"
"Yes, I could have easily escaped at each part of the trip. "Zuko acknowledged. "But father summoned me, and I shall appear."
He deliberately ignored Azula's second part of the sentence, which irked the girl greatly. It was a small thing, but Sai was right, it's the small things that make life worth living.
Unfortunately, it couldn't last as they were soon enough put in new cages. Those ones, however, had even more chains connecting the prisoners to the bars. They also were clearly made to parade the prisoners across the city.
"An attempt to tarnish your reputation." Sai said in his head. "To show that the father is above the son."
It was just petty, Zuko thought. But than again, so was his spite with Azula.
As they were paraded to the palace, Zuko noticed the different expressions people made. Some were disgusted, some where disappointed, some where uncertain, and some just turned away. He also noticed that more and more people were afraid the closer they got to the palace, why was that?
He himself sat on his knees regally, looking as royal as he could given the circumstances. Behind him was Xing, who took this opportunity to sleep as long as it could. It disappointed many people who wanted to have a good look at him, but the fire and smoke released as the hound snored made it somehow worthwhile.
Mi-Dved was by far the one with the worst arrangement of chains. He had chains on the arms, the neck, and the body that forced him to stand like a cross. If they wanted to give him the look of a dangerous criminal, then they spectacularly succeeded. His huge muscles and massive physic were shown in all their might. Much to the jealousy of many young man and delight of as many women.
Jasmine, as the main convict, had the same set on chains as her brother sans the body chain. They were much more loose than the ones on her brother, and Zuko suspected that the enchantress charmed a few guards to make it so. Jasmine, on her part, played the innocent damsel in distress perfectly. He saw more than one soft hearted (and soft headed) person pondering about doing something to rescue her.
As they entered the gates, Zuko saw some pyres around the courtyard, pyres that were clearly used. What in Vaatu's name happened here?
"It seems that the frenzy of the flame it starting to catch up." Sai commented.
'What are you on about?'
"You will see soon enough."
Yes, not creepy at all.
Zuko looked at the nobles who came to watch the spectacle, jackals the lot of them. He scanned their faces for anyone on note and… Wait a minute, what the heck?!
Zuko saw Lord Beifong, together with his wife and daughter at a small point at the stadium. The adults looked emotionless while Toph was fudging a bit, lady Beifong's hand rested calmly on the girl's shoulder. What were they even doing there?
"It is more then possible that they too got an 'invitation' from your father." Sai theorized. "In my opinion, you father made this trail mandatory for all nobles, as well as people of importance in the colonies. An example for anyone who thinks to misbehave. This doesn't bodes well for us."
That… made sense. Now that Zuko looked again at the crowd, he noticed many faces that would have preferred to be elsewhere. All of them were of course hidden under an expressionless mask, you don't survive at court otherwise.
'So you're telling me it's already decided?' Zuko mentally asked. 'Then what our preparations were for?'
"Most likely." Sai agreed. "But there is still a trail, there is still a chance for is to turn things around. With good enough arguments in front of all this crowd, we may be able to lessen the blow. Although, in the end it will probably be decided between you and your father privately."
They were transferred to the palace' dungeon right after.
"Well…" Mi-Dved said from his cell, still in the same pose. "This was an experience."
Both Zuko and Jasmine ignored him. Zuko instead turned to the only one who didn't care about the parade.
"Xing." The hellhound sat in attention. "Melt to the shadows. Stalk Azula from afar. Once she's in the valley, wait some time and then cause mayhem. Force the spirit to reveal itself and retreat. I repeat, once the spirit reveal itself to Azula cease everything and return."
The dog let out a single bark and melted to the shadows.
"This will never stop giving me creeps." Mi-Dved commented. "So what's now, boss?"
"For you, it's just acting calm." Zuko said. "There isn't a case on you, and no reason to punish you. Your job is to not give them an excuse to brand you as some mad barbarian. Even the accusation of being Mi-Sha's son falls mute as you are the one that killed him."
"Still a bit miffed about it by the way." Zuko couldn't help but add, to which the bigger man just rolled his eyes.
"As for you, Jasmine." Zuko continued. "Honestly, you probably have a better idea of what to do then me, manipulative snake that you are."
The girl smiled and took it as a compliment.
"I won't disappoint you, your highness." She said.
"And what will you do?" Mi-Dved asked.
"Something that I should have done years ago." Zuko said cryptically.
In that moment, a group royal guards came and stood before his cell.
"Fire lord Ozai summons you to his throne room ." The lead guard said.
Zuko mentally sighed, preparing himself to what may be the toughest thing he had to do yet.
They finally reached the pole, that was what Katara was thinking. After they had to make a few long turns to make sure that they were not followed, they were close to reaching their destination.
Sokka saw the layouts of the village, or at least what was left of it, from afar. Finally, after all this time they were going home. Their family reunited, Katara isn't under the thrall of the fire nation royalty (no matter how nice they turned out to be), and the two gained a much-needed experience. Honestly, Sokka was sure that they would be screwed somewhere along the way.
They had to take a few long turns across the way to make sure that they weren't followed, as well as using the ice-cold mist, but they were finally after it. As they sailed closer to the village, Sokka was pleasantly surprised that the tower he built was still standing.
"Ah… Home sweet home." Dad said from his side. "After all those years, it's finally over. It's hard to believe it, you know?"
"Yeah, I get what you're saying." And Sokka really did. His own adventure felt surreal, and dad was away much, much, longer than him.
They were even closer now, more buildings of the village could be seen.
"The watchtower is new." Dad commented.
"Yeah… Just some stupid idea of mine." Sokka scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "I know that it's made of snow and wouldn't do much beside crumble down if we're really attacked, but… As I said before, stupid."
"Not at all." Dad said. "The fact that you thought of it at all was great. And considering the fact that you were a kid back then, it's very impressive. The feeling of security is no less important that security itself. I'm proud of you."
When they arrived, they were greeted a hero's welcome as the women of the village cheered. Sokka did, however, noticed that there were some missing, probably still working at the greenhouse. To be fair, it's not like anyone knew that they would come today.
"Mother." Dad greeted Gran-gran with a hug.
"Son, daughter, kids, I'm so happy that all of you made it back home." Grandma said as she hugged each and any one of them. "I must admit that deep inside I had my doubts, but I'm glad to be proven wrong."
"Well, I'm happy to fail your expectations for once." Dad said.
"You cheeky brat." Gran-gran said with fake outrage as she hugged dad again. "I missed you."
"I missed you to mom." Dad hugged back.
"Alright, shoo, shoo, enough of all that mushiness." Gran-gran pushed dad away. "Have your men rest, I'll call the other women, and we can celebrate later.
"Alright mother." Dad smiled.
They watched as the men and women reunited in tears of joy. Some, weren't so lucky. Dad tried his best to keep as many men alive as he could, but he was just a man. Mistakes were made, sacrifices had to be done to save the rest, and the less talked about the chimera the better. The results were that only about half of the men that went with him returned.
Dad whispered to him that it was ironic in a way. His dad could count in one hand the men he lost during the entire ears of their crusade, but in was the blasted chimera that took the rest. He guessed that it really showed how different fighting men and fighting monsters is. And that thing was a monster according to dad, not a beast. Beasts dad knew, he and his men are beast hunters for living, and that thing was no beast. It was too smart, too big, to… powerful. Dad felt no shame in facing it as poorly as they did.
To Sokka it just a proof that hid dad was above other men, if took a literal nightmare for him to lose men.
Of course, the two kept it for themselves. Instead, the family went to share their condonations with the widows. The family went to their own igloo afterwards, there was nothing more that could be done there.
"Wow the two of you look just the same!" The ever-cheerful voice of Ty Lee said as she looked at her two friends, who were dressed as each other. And to a very well degree, Azula must add. Even she herself had trouble finding any differences in the not-Azula in front of her.
"Thanks." Mai said in an ever-dead tone. "Remind me why are we doing it again?"
"I need to go for some personal matters, so I need a stand-in. this is where you two come to play." Azula explained. "Both of you know me well enough to impersonate me for a few days, so Mai will dress like me for the trail and Ty Lee will act as usual to give validity to the scam. If anyone asks of Mai's whereabouts, you to will just say that she had started her moon-blood and isn't available."
"But why can't Ty Lee do it?" Mai asked. "It's not like anybody is going to notice her missing with all her sisters around."
"Hey!" Ty Lee pouted.
"I thought about it." Azula admitted. "But You share more features in common with me then Ty Lee. Besides, this job requires subtlety, cunning and keeping the act together, and Ty Lee is… Ty Lee."
"Hey, what do you mean by that, you meanie!" Case to point.
"That, and we can't hide her chest, even in armor." Mai added in a monotonies tone. "People will start to ask questions."
"Was that a joke!?" Ty Lee gasped in excitement. "Mai, I'm so proud of you!"
"I would have slapped you both if we didn't need to keep appearance." Azula said seriously to the two of them.
"Come now, Azula, We're all friends." Tay Lee said as she hugged the other two girls.
"Alright, alright, get off!" Azula finally said as Ty Lee released her from the hug.
"Can we at least know why we are risking our lives?" Mai asked in the same dead tone. "I'm pretty sure that there is a death sentence for impersonating royalty, and considering the state of punishment those days…"
Mai didn't have to continue, father's tendency to burn people was gaining momentum. Even Azula couldn't turn a blind eye.
"Sorry, but those are private reasons, I can't tell.
"It's fine Azula, we understand." Ty Lee put a calming hand on Azula's shoulders. "I too wouldn't want to see my sibling going through what Zuko is right now, and I'm sure Mai feels the same way. Take a break as long as you need, Mai and I got you covered."
"Thanks…" Azula isn't going to look a gifted ostrich horse in the beak and just excepted the excuse she was given.
"Now I must be off, the guards shouldn't notice any difference." Azula said.
"Good luck!" her acrobatic friend called her as she left.
Azulla went to the carriage that waited for Mai and entered it without any complications, not the guards of the palace nor Mai's own servants noticed any difference. She got to Mai's home and went to her room. Not even once did Mai's parents suspect that there was something wrong with their daughter. Did it say more about Azula's acting skills, about Mai's parents, or about Mai's complete lack of personality? Azula honestly wasn't sure.
After she was in the safety of Mai's room, Azula began to change her clothes to something more travel worthy. On the way, she noticed a large number of pictures featuring a certain air bending female, all had shivs and other sharp objects stabbed deep inside. Azula would have to talk to her friend after this. She had no problems with a violent reaction, but this amount of obsession was concerning.
Ignoring this for now, Azula waited patiently for the night to come. Once darkness overtook the land, she slipped through the window unnoticed and went to hitch a ride to her mother's old village. It was funny how no one recognized her as the crown princess, she guessed that the thought of her just waltzing through the riffraff was just too ridiculous.
And so, her journey began.
Unknown to her, she was watched from the shadows.
"Kneel."
It was the single word father uttered as Zuko was brought in front of the fire throne and the guards were dismissed. He of course obeyed, doing anything else would have been beyond stupid.
There was a minute of silence as none of them spoke. The pressure was so great it was almost physical. Zuke thought about saying something, to break the tension and to explain himself, but Sai told him in the head to be quiet. Father didn't want his words, he wanted his obedience.
"Zuko…" The fire lord finally spoke. "You… Have changed."
"Keep quiet, your highness, he still hasn't done monologuing."
"You have grown, in both size and strength." Father continued. "I find myself almost not recognizing you. I almost don't recognize the weak sniveling failure of a son that I banished almost three years ago, almost..."
The flames around the throne danced dangerously at the tune of the fire lord's tone, obscuring all but silt of a figure.
"You have shown that you are capable of having the ability to show respect, that you are something more than a failure, you actually managed to regain a friction of your honor. And now this!? You conspired with enemies of the state, you have dishonored our blood by inviting all those filth blooded women to your ship and bed, you have spat on generations of tradition!"
"Not yet, if you interrupt him now, your father may actually kill you."
"And your greatest insult, however, is not any of those things." Ozai continued. "No, your greatest insult is your scar, or rather lack of. Where is it! I marked you as an honor-less disgrace, you were told to always bear it so all could see your shame. And you got rid of it! You disobeyed my direct order!"
"And for that, you will suffer. I will have your low blooded friends burn for all to see, a reminder of their place. I will have each and every thing you worked on confiscated and destroyed, you wouldn't be able to even think of usurping me anymore. I will send the fleet to the south to exterminate the water tribe there like great Sozin did to the air benders, it will be a punishment enough for that water bender's crime of healing your burn and going against me."
What was Zuko hearing!? He knew that dad would be mad, but this… madness? No, it was too much, he couldn't allow it.
"No."
The single word seemed to stop his father for a second.
"No?" Fire lord Ozai repeated. "Are you daring to go against my decision?"
"If I must." Zuko stood up. It must have been a test of some kind to test his resolve, to show if he would back from the challenge like in that fateful agni kai. "I will stand up and fight, even if it's against you. I will cover no longer."
"You idiot, you delusional moronic idiot."
"Will you?" The curtain of flames was pushed to the sides and revealed his father in all his glory walking down to Zuko, a furious expression on his face as he walked towards Zuko. It was only them that Zuko felt that he may nave made a mistake.
"Father, what –"
"You have yet to learn your lesson." Father spoke as he continued advancing. "Worst, you have defied my word and gone against me. Therefore, I must start the lesson anew. You will know pain."
Ozai pit his hand on were Zuko used to have his scar.
"And suffering will be your teacher."
The hand grew hotter and hotter. Dad shot a fire blast right then and there! Zuko screamed as the old familiar pain once again overtook him. Dad was burning him again. The pain! The horrible pain!
" I will take the suffering from you as much as I can, but you father still needs to hear you scream."
And the pain did lessened considerably, but was still immense. Zuko tried to move something, but Sai locked him in place. Thinking back, if Zuko did something or worse, hit father, the fire lord may actually have him executed. It was only after a few minutes that father finally let him go.
Zuko collapsed on his knees, still crying from the ordeal. Remaining conscious only barely. At the sight of his father's feet Zuko tried to get up, only for one of said feet to step on him and push him to the ground.
"Have you learnt your lesson?" The man above him said in a commanding tone.
"Yes… Father…" Was all Zuko could get out.
"Very well." Father said as he turned his back and started walking away. "And since you fancy your toys so much, so be it. A thousand flaming whips for the air bender, six hundred for the water bender, and four hundred for the rest. We'll see how deep your resolve truly is."
The last thing Zuko remembered before everything going black was his dad, once again sitting on the throne, calling the guards to put Zuko back to his cell.
Alright, Sokka knew things will get complicated, but he didn't think it will happen so soon!
He sat next to his mother and sister as the consul of the village debated the… problem. Said problem was Said problem was the pregnant woman who stood accused. Oh, and if it wasn't obvious, the baby wasn't of the accusing husband who before yesterday hadn't seen his wife for about seven years.
Apparently, leaving women who hadn't seen men in seven years and didn't even know if their husbands were dead or alive all this time together with hot blooded men on their prime tent to have consequences. Go figure.
"The rules are clear." Said a man from the consul. "The cheating spouse must be banished from the village, and the harmed party must be compensated by the family of the accused."
"They can't really do it, can they?" Katara whispered to them so that others wouldn't hear. "There is literally nothing out there, she and the baby will certainly die."
"I'm afraid that they can." Mom whispered back. "Usually, there would be other villages that could except her, if they wanted to, but now this is the only settlement in the entire pole. At least the only water tribe settlement. This had never happened before, so everything rests in the decision of the consul."
Right. Sokka learnt today all kinds of new laws about house affairs. Honestly, he preferred another round with Zuko, at least there things were much less ugly. He listened as the consul continued the debate.
"Surly some leniency can be shown." Argued another woman. "For years she didn't even know if her husband was living or dead, no letter nor any sign. We also lack in wealth for a long time, what compensation could the accused already give? A few old tusks and a dusty pelt? Besides, we are the only village in the entire south pole, banishment means a cold death. Are we ready condemning the baby for such a fate as well?"
"This argument holds no water." Another member said. "She brings coin from the greenhouse, the same place that she has conceived. And in the end, she chose to do what she did, there is no excuse for that. She had a choice between staying loyal to her tribe or eloping with the invaders, and she had chosen her side. I say we banish her to those foreigners she so fancies and have her pay given to the accuser."
Dad just sat silently at the head of the consul. As a chief, it was his responsibility to ultimately decide the punishment. Usually, such things were decided by the chieftains wife or mother, but because of the political implications he had to get involved.
Sokka didn't envy him for one bit. Nor did he envy Gran-gran who sat to dad's right, but she at least had experience dealing with those things.
Usually, mom would have sat to dad's right and Gran-gran to his left, but they felt it would be for the best if mom sat this one out. She hadn't been in the village for a long time, not by her fault mind you, and didn't have any interactions with the women of the village. What's more, mom held herself responsible as the reason why the men left the village and all this mess happened in the first place. She didn't think she had any right to judge.
After a very hard time of listening to all of this, did he mentioned already that he preferred to fight Zuko, dad finally raised his hand and everybody shut up. All of them waited for his decision.
"My judgment is this." Dad finally said. "I find the accused guilty!"
It wasn't really a surprise, all things considered. Really, she had an undeniable proof of her guilt on (or is it in?) her that she couldn't hide. If it was forced things may be different, but it wasn't. Still, it didn't stop the accuser and his friends from joy, and the accused to cry.
"And as much as it pains me, tradition must be followed. However!" Dad once again raised his voice as the woman's cries became stronger. "Times had changed, and we must take it to consideration."
Dad stood up.
"You are banished from this village, to never step foot in it ever again. You had no problems sharing a bed before, you will have to problems to do it again. For the duration of three years, a third of your pay will go to your former husband. Afterwards, no farther debt is to be mentioned. And as for your child, for the crimes of their mother, they are banished will be treated as strangers to the village. You have until dawn to pack your things before you will be thrown out."
The woman beged and pleaded, dad stood like a tower. It was hurtful to watch. A look to the side showed him that as hard as it was on him, Katara took it worse. She had tears in her eyes as mom whispered things to her ear.
The woman was dragged to pack her things and the spectacle finally came to an end. Everyone went to do their thing afterwards, whispering to each other along the way. The family to went to their own igloo.
"I can't believe that they did it!" katara was angry beyond belief. "They just – threw her away! How dad could have done that!"
"Daughter, I know that it's hard, but we all must obay the rules." Mom said. "She knew what she did, and she knew the risks. Now she has to face the consequences, as painful as it is."
"But it's not fair!" Katara yelled. "What if y-"
She stopped herself. Katara was about to say what if mom was with a baby, but that was completely out of line. Mom had been through… things, and was obviously forced to. It was a sensitive topic for everyone, and after a moment to collect herself, Katara admitted that it was different.
"It's just not fair…" Katara said weakly.
"It's not." Mom agreed. "It isn't fair to the husband that he was cheated on, it isn't fair for the women that their partners left them to fend for themselves for seven years, it isn't fair that the men were ordered to march for a crusade for seven years for the kidnapping of a single woman, it isn't fair for your father, that his wife got kidnaped, and it isn't fair to be kidnapped because a criminal wanted more profits. And so on, and so on. But the word is hardly a fair place, is it?"
"There isn't such thing as fair." Sokka, who stayed silent suddenly spoke. "Each and every person has their own version of what 'fair' is, and when said versions clash people fight. It's the reason for every war, every fight. Even now, the fire nation believes it's only 'fair' that they rule the world and all others believe it's only 'fair' to not be ruled. Fair is only when everyone get what you think they should, and the only way to make it happen is doing it yourself."
They were silent for a moment.
"Wow…" Katara finally said. "Where did that come from?"
"I… I just remembered something Zuko talked about." Sokka was suddenly embarrassed. "Forget about it, it's not something important."
"I object." Gran-gran suddenly entered. "But now is not the time to talk why the prince groomed you for leadership."
"And you, young lady." Gran-gran then pointed at her. "Will do well to listen to your mother and brother, uncharacteristic as he sounds."
All of the women ignored the "Hey!" of Sokka.
It was then that dad went in. Katara wanted to confront him about what happened, but stopped as she took a good look at him. He was dead tired, his expression showed it all. Disappointed, self loathing, all the package was there. He took it even harder than Katara herself.
"Kids, honey, mom." Dad greeted. "I'm sorry that you had to see it, it… Wasn't how I thought things would turn out."
Mom, ever the dutiful wife, immediately hugged dad for support. Sokka and her soon joined.
"Yes, yes, it's all lovely and all." Gran-gran finally said. "But dinner isn't going to serve itself. Kya, honey, please help my oaf of a son to finish organize his things in his room. He didn't tidy for seven years and it's showing. Kids, help me prepare dinner, will you?"
"Yes, mom/mother/Gran-gran!"
As mom and dad went to their private room, Katara and Sokka helped their grandmother. For once, Sokka didn't complain about doing a "woman's" job.
"What do you think about all of… this?" Katara finally asked her grandma.
"About young Kuki?" Gran-gran asked for confirmation. "The lesser evil of a very bad situation. I don't envy her, but it was the best solution possible."
"How can you say it!?" Katara exclaimed. "It's horrible!"
"This entire situation is horrible and surreal." Her grandma argued. "Men shouldn't leave for seven years, women shouldn't be left on their own for seven years. But in the end, it was her own choice. She could have waited like the rest, but she didn't . She screwed up, and now she has to pay the price."
Katara had a sinking feeling that it wasn't so accurate and that they may expect a few "mysteriously early births" in the near future.
"She has a home to go to and if not, than she should have chosen a better man." Gran-gran said. "What I'm more worried about is what will happen next. The men understandingly wouldn't want their women to be in the greenhouse any more, some may even demand its destruction."
"Why?!" Katara asked. "I understand not wanting to go there, but why destroy!?"
"Because it's a threat to our way of life." Grandma somberly answered. "It shows another way to live here than the tribe, and it undermines our values. At first I wondered why the prince didn't try to hold us by the food the greenhouse provided, now I know. He wants us to fight among ourselves, as if we haven't already lost enough in the war. He's much more ruthless then I have ever imagined."
Katara wanted to protect Zuko and say that he couldn't think so far ahead. Even this entire thing was more of a slip than anything. Sokka, however, spoke before her.
"An empire fallen by its enemies can rise up again, but one that fell from inside… it's dead, forever." He said with wide eyes. "A nation can come back to life even after two thousand years of diaspora, as long as people believe in it. But once they stop to believe… that's it."
Gran-gran only nodded in agreement. "Yes, and it weights heavily on both of your parents. They see themselves responsible for it."
"But why? They aren't even connected?" Sokka asked.
"Do they?" Gran-gran turned to her brother. "Think about it not as a son, but as a stranger. What made Kuki do what she did? The fact that the men were away for seven years. Why were they away? Because their chief ordered them to. Why did the chief ordered them to? Because his wife was kidnapped. And so on, and so on."
"I can't blame your mother, although I'm sure some do." Grandma continued. "Your father… has more on his plate. It was his decision to take all the men and leave, rightfully or not notwithstanding. As a family, none of us could think of any other action, but from outside perspective? Was one woman really worth the survival of our entire culture? Those are questions that hunt your parents right now."
"I also don't say wither it was the right or wrong choice, there is no such thing in those situations. Look at this fish for example. I can make from it a grilled fish, or a fish salad. Is there a right answer? Depends on who you ask. In the end, however, it will still end in our bellies and we will continue living with the choices we made."
That… Katara didn't know what to think about it. In the end, Gran-gran just sighed.
"Don't worry about it too much." She said. "The tribe had endured worse before, and it will endure worse in the future."
Gran-gran says this, but Katara could hear weak sounds of what she believed is dad's muffed sobs.
AN
Hope you enjoyed and please tell me what you thought!
Chapter 48: Chapter 46
Chapter Text
I Don't own Avatar the last air bender.
chapter 46
Zuko woke with a start to discover that he was in the medical chambers of the palace. A look to the side revealed a black armor siting patiently on a stool. It would have been a little comic if not for the entire situation.
"Oh… I'm still dreaming."
"I'm afraid the dream had only started now." Sai said. "You fell unconscious after the pain of the burn was proven too much, the royal guards are currently carrying you back to the cell you were in before."
"If it's of any use, then they feel conflicted." The armor added.
"Oh Agni, it was all real!" Zuke held his head in distress.
Sai handed to Zuko a bottle of some kind. Knowing Sai, it was probably alcoholic. And yet, it said about the state Zuko was in if he immediately took a long swing at it.
"Spirits damn it, what is this stuff?" Zuko asked after.
"A bottle of fire whiskey." Sai answered. "And not the weak garbage you have today, I already swiped a few from the royal storage for important events and was massively disappointed. I mean the good stuff that they served when the first fire lord united the islands. 99% of pure goodness and metabolism killer, with the rest of spontaneous blasts of steam from the ears."
"How did you managed to swipe-Wait, what was the last part?" And Zuko felt the steam just as he finished the sentence. It was honestly not as bed as it sounded.
"For all of their crimes, the avatar's greatest was to forbid and outlaw the elemental drinks." Sai continued lamenting. "So what if some people had their heads blown off, or became frozen statues, or had their balls or breasts become solid rock and fall off. Pansies, all of them!"
Sai then took a long swing at the bottle, that seemingly never got empty. The armor of course had suffered no side effects. Loath as Zuko was to admit it, the avatar probably wasn't in the wrong in this case.
"Traitor!" Sai yelled as the black armor pointed an accusing digit at him.
Right, Zuko forgot that Sai was literally inside his head and could hear all of his thoughts. Usually, when a seven plus feet tall armor that was made for the singular purpose of destroying everything in its way did that, people will paint their pants yellow. Zuko, who was already used to his alcoholic partner, merely rolled his eyes.
"In any case, if was good that Xing was too far to hear your distress." Sai changed the subject. "It would have been disastrous if he would have stroke Ozai."
Right… Zuko forgot for a moment what happened. He only had one thing on his mind.
"Why…"
"You will have to be more specific, your highness." Sai said. "Why did you father burnt you again? Why did I forced you to act passive and didn't act as I usually would? Why is it good that Xing didn't interfere? Or why is Jasmine tearing your clothes to shreds right now?"
"Yes… Wait, what was the last one?"
"I will start from last to first then. In addition to the usual heat from the burn, I fix your body as much as I'm able given the circumstances. This act causes your body to heat up to what can be considered a dangerous level. Jasmine is now panicking and trying to cool you down by having you disrobed while the guards pour on your move less body gallons of icy cold water. You will probably feel it when you wake up."
"Great…" Zuko mumbled. "Out of curiosity, how hot is 'dangerous level'? 42 degrees? 43?"
"Try 68.3"
"Damn…" No wonder everyone is panicking. "By your reaction, I guess that I don't need to worry?"
"Absolutely." Sai assured. "I redesigned your body for this exact purpose."
"Now if Xing got involved, he would have attacked Ozai no questions asked. Even in the best and most unlikely scenario where Xing manages to assassinate the fire lord, it will cause severe political implications that will blame you for kin slaying and will throw us to a bloody civil war and a fragile situation for generations to come."
"At worst, and the most likely scenario, Ozai will kill the hellhound. It would be a child's play with the stone empowering him even if he wasn't already a ridiculously powerful fire bender. He then would have blamed you and would have killed you on the spot for attempted murder."
"Now there is something you need to understand. As things are now, your father is far, far, stronger then us. Any confrontation would lead to us escaping by the length of a hair at best. I may have been able to pull us out but you would have been far worse then what you are now, and you could forget about savings the sand siblings. And again, the civil war."
"Which is also the reason why I have acted so passively. You hadn't noticed it, but Ozai was ready to kill you. This line of actions had the best results out of over two thousand simulation I ran. When Ozai got to a fist range and started his burn, I could have acted. I could have easily stunned him with a good hit at the laryngeal prominence and then broken his neck."
" But as I said before, the people would likely see it as a usurpation attempt and not self defense. Besides, you wouldn't have been so kin on killing your own father yet. You would have resisted and it would have caused a fraction between us, something that cannot be allowed."
Zuko didn't like the "yet" part.
"And now for the main question. By the thinking of your father, he had marked his dominion over you with that scar. The fact that you got rid of it was taken by him as a rebellion, a defiance against his will that cannot stand. He had marked you for all to see . And now that you healed, you are parading for all to see that you went against him and beaten his mark."
" There were other reasons most likely, like paranoia over the support you gained from various factions, but they weren't prime concerns. A dragon cares not about what the sheep think, only how they taste. The healing of the scar, however, showed everyone that the all powerful dragon wasn't so all powerful. To the sheep, but most importantly to the dragon itself. And for that, for daring to make him know shame on himself, you had to burn."
That's… that's was crazy, there was no way dad could actually think that.
"I'm afraid that the results speak for themselves, your highness. Whither you like it, or not." Sai countered his thought.
"But there must be an explanation, he's still my father!" Zuko tried to bargain. "I-I…"
"You are completely delusional when it comes to him." Sai finished for him. "You didn't even consider that your father's pass time is burning people."
"What?!"
"Think, Zuko, think! The used pyres at the yard, the fearful gazes of the people the closer we got to the palace, you can't ignore it."
No, it can't be, death by burning on stake was only for the most terrible of criminals. A capital punishment that even with the war had been used a single digit number. Zuko didn't want to believe it, and yet…
No, he couldn't deny it. The proof was literally on his face. His father was burning the people of the fire nation, but what Zuko could do? No, there was one thing Zuko could do, but he wasn't sure he was strong enough. His entire life, Zuko wanted one thing above anything else, to make his father proud. Standing up was an almost impossible task as it was, but this…
"You don't have a choice." Sai left no room for arguments. "If you want to save your people, you will have to get rid of your father. One way or another."
"You're talking about treason!"
"I'm talking about justice!" Sai yelled back. "Is it treason to protect the people that swore to you? Is it treason to rid of a tyrant for a better future? What treason is worse, rising up against an abusive father, or letting your people get massacred when you had the chance to do something?"
"I.."
"The blood on your hands is not something you can choose, your highness, it is only who's blood paints your hands crimson that you have control over. You know what you have to, what you need to do. Stop hesitating, he ignored everything you have done for him and literally would have killed you for some imaginative provocation. You own him no loyalty nor love, sons had justify killed their fathers for less. Now it is up to you to step up!"
"I can't!" Zuko yelled as he began sobbing. "I can't…"
There was silence for some time, Sai allowed Zuko to cry it out.
"All my life I just wanted to make him proud, I can't just… It's pathetic. After everything I did, standing tall and defeating all kinds of foes from ruthless sand lords at the desert to nightmares made manifest in the deep of the pole, a few words from dad and I'm a kicked puppy."
"And there is no shame in that." Sai put a supportive hand. Considering the fact that Zuko knew said armored hands could make reinforced steel act like an over bloated grape, it was downright gentle. "There is nothing wrong with wanting to make your father proud, but you also need to take care of yourself."
"You are among the best people I have known, never let anyone say otherwise. You are strong, you are smart, and you have one of the biggest hearts I know. And you're not here alone. You have friends who will go for you to Vaatu and back, people that will die for you, and of course me. I said it before, you're not getting rid of me. We will support you, all the way through."
"Thanks, it means a lot. Really." Zuko said honestly. "I can see why Yur was smitten with you."
" I'm trying to help you, don't be an ass."
Despite the situation, Zuko couldn't help but laugh.
Mai was using everything she had to act naturally. The fire lord, her "father" for the duration of the trail, ordered his "daughter" to stand in a room nearby hidden from view as he did what he did. It was horrible.
She barely held himself together as the guards rushed in and took Zuko's unmoving body, and nearly yelped when the monster in human form called her. And yet, she held herself and her disguise together as she stepped silently but surely to the maw of the dragon.
"Lord father." Mai said evenly as she bowed.
"Rise, daughter." The absolutely despicable man said, as if he didn't just burnt and maybe killed his own son. "What are your thoughts?"
Damn it! The wrong word and she'll be smoked. What would Azula say in a situation like this?
"A great show of dominance as ever, father." Mai said as she mimicked Azula's voice. It's a skill they worked on a lot, and Mai was sure that she would screw it up from the stress, but if the fire lord noticed then he had given no sign. "Although didn't people already seen him scar-less? Question may rise."
In response to her question, Ozai merely scoffed.
"Let the sheep think what they want, it is of no consequence to us. It will only strengthen their fear of us and banish any thoughts on rebellion. It is our right to rule, and their duty to follow. Even if we have to put this charade of a trail."
"Why the trail then, if all was already decided?" Mai asked. "Wouldn't it be easier to just cut it to the punishment?"
"One could say that, and it will be much more preferable for me." The fire lord agreed. "But the trail is a punishment on its own. Zuko needs to be humiliated and discarded by the public, to ruin his image so it could never be repaired. For that, a trail is needed."
"One more thing, daughter." Ozai said as he looked at her. "You saw what happened to your brother, to anyone who thinks of going against me. Any accomplishment he achieved was notwithstanding once it came to me. Remember that you are not above judgement. Act against me like he did, and you'll end up the same. Do you understand?"
"Yes father." What else could she say?
"Then swear yourself to me, for now and for ever." The 'or else' was very much present.
Mai went to her knees and bowed. What else could she do?
"I Azula, princess of the fire nation, swear my allegiance, for now and forever, to my father, fire lord Ozai. May Agni take by bending."
"Good, now go."
Mai rose and stepped as fast as she dared without rising suspension and left the room. It was only when she entered Azula's room and closed the door that she allowed herself to shake and let out small sobs.
"Mai! A- I mean. Azula! What happened?" Ty Lee, who had stayed in Azula's room after Mai was called asked in alarm.
Mai didn't see and reason to keep what happened quiet. Heck, even the fire lord didn't demand her silence. So she told Ty Lee, she told her everything. Needless to say, the other girl was very much shocked.
"Oh Agni! I'm so sorry!" The acrobat gasped as she covered her face in horror. "How can I help you?"
"I… don't that that there is something. I think that I need some time to take it all." Mai answered.
"At least Azula escaped in time." Ty Lee said. "Agni knows how she would react if she had to see all of this."
Mai had the feeling that Azula wouldn't be as much affected as Ty Lee thought but kept quiet. The chi blocker was always an optimist and saw the best of people, naïve even. Mai didn't think her friend understood the complicated relationship of the royal siblings, or Azula in general.
"Don't worry." Ty Lee tried to cheer her up. "Zuko already gone through this once before, he should be able to go through this again. Right?"
Mai appreciated the attempt, but it really wasn't helping. Agni damn it, Mai just realized that she had to put the charade as if nothing happened through the entire trail, in front of everyone. Azula owned her so much when she gets back.
Azula entered the town of Hira'a at the next day. Ironically, her stupid brother helped tremendously by having the roads upgraded. All Azula had to do was ride through the night until she got there. The builders were even nice enough to put signs that illuminated at night every few miles directing her, she will have to put a good word for them.
She asked people around about the old home of her mother and asked about the theater. It still was hard to believe that mother used to be an actress, and a successful one at that, but it probably explained how she caught father's attention. As well as why the noble clans didn't protest much about the lower birth of mother.
Acting as if she was sent to study the arts of acting, put intended, Azula easily managed to find the house. As she got closer, however, she hesitated. Why? What was this tingly feeling in her stomach, why did she suddenly found it hard to move forward?
She couldn't be scared, it's stupid. She's the crown princess, and one of the most powerful fire benders in the world! Why would a damn house scare her!? Or… it wasn't the house, it was the owner. What if mom was the one to open the door? What would Azula say? What could she say?
Shaking her head from those thoughts, the daughter of Ozai strengthened her resolve and knocked at the door. A second passed, two second, and the door was opened by a woman who was by no means her mother. Thank Agni for that.
Yet remembering Zuko's suspicions, she couldn't discard the fact that the woman in front of her my be wearing a disguise. Azula however didn't notice any recognition in her eyes, so the woman may very well be unrelated.
"Hello dear, how may I help you?" The woman said. The voice was nothing like Ursa's.
"Hello, sorry for the sudden interruption." Azula said. "Are you perhaps Noriko? You see, I was searching for lady Ursa's old house, is it?"
"Well, yes." The woman admitted. "But my I ask what business you may have here?"
"Nothing much, I just wanted to ask a few questions about mom's old house." Azula dropped the figurative bomb. There was no reason to dance around the subject. "May I come in?"
"O-of c-course, your highness!" The woman stuttered, as she should. "Please forgive us, but we didn't expect any visitors. I'm afraid that the welcome will be rather poor."
"No offence taken." Azula said calmly as she raised a basket she carried with her. "I have brought my own gift, for the inconvenience."
"I'll tell my husband right away!"
The lunch went just as well as Azula expected it to. The two adults were stressed, of course, and the little girl Kiyi didn't know what respect and personal space meant. Azula did, however, noticed that the man was much more stressful than his wife, he obviously had something to hide.
"You're pretty!" The little girl said with the honesty only small children can. "I want to be as pretty as you when I grow up."
"Thank you." Azula replied. At least the little gremlin knew to recognize greatness.
"So princess." The man, Noren, started. "What brought you to this humble abode?"
"Well, as you probably know, thinks at the capital are too heated for my taste right now. So I thought about clearing my mind for a little while." Azula answered. "As pains as it is to admit, I know very little of my mother's life before her marriage, so I decided to cut loose ends, as they say."
The man tried to look calm, but Azula easily dissected the fear in him. He was clearly afraid of her, and her choice of words. Unfortunately, before Azula could press on, Noriko talked.
"An awful disaster, all of this. I can't even begin to imagine how you're feeling right now." She said kindly. "If there is anything we can help with, please, let us know.
"Right…" Azula faked concern before addressing the husband. "I'm a bit embarrassed to admit it, but I know very little about Mom's life at her youth. I know that she was an actress here at the theater, but beyond that not so much. Can you tell something about her, as the current director of the theater?
"I… Well, she left way before I even arrived in town." Noren said. "But from what I knew, she was one of the best actresses there is. She used to play in the most important female leads, like the 'dragon empress' in the 'Love Among Dragons'. There was no one who didn't love her performance."
Okay, Azula detected a bit of nostalgia there. Either the man was a big fan, or there was something else going on.
"But again, I unfortunately haven't met her." He repeated. "So that's all I know."
"I see, thank you for the information." Azula said as she caught the man's lie, she knows that he met mom according to the information her brother provided. Usually, she would doubt anything that came from him, let alone depend on it. But as much as her brother changed, she could always count on his will to find mom. He wouldn't use it to send her to a trap.
"But there is something I don't quite follow." Azula asked in a fake confused tone. "I was told by reliable sources that my mother was last seen here, talking to you. Afterwards, the two of you disappeared, with you returning after a few months. Without my mother. Care to explain?"
"I – w-well…"
"Honey?" The wife asked in concern, it appears that she was unaware of this little detail.
"I'm waiting." Azula crossed her arms as she raised her eyebrow, showing that her patience was running out.
In the end, the man relented.
"I did meet your mother." He admitted. "She asked me for directions to some place, a valley. She and I had the same direction at the start, so we went together, but after we separated I had never seen her again. It's the truth, please believe me princess."
Actor he may be, but Azula could clearly call bull. It was, however, close enough for what her brother told her to reinforce his words. In any case, she got everything she wanted for now, it would be much more productive to go to that valley for now.
"And where is this valley exactly?" Azula asked. And Noren, who had no other choice since he already admitted, signed as he told her.
When Zuko woke up, he indeed felt the icy water that they poured on him. He had little time to grumble over it, however, as he was immediately crushed by a bear hug. It took him a moment to notice that it was Jasmine, and not her brother, who is crushing his ribs right now. Zuko guessed that she did inhered some of her father's strength after all.
"I'm fine! I'm fine! No need to break my ribs too!"
"You absolute idiot, do you know how scared we were?!" Jasmine yelled. "By all accounts you should already be dead!"
"Clearly there was some miscommunication." Zuko said.
"Miscalculation my ass, you burnt like an oven from the inside!" She continued her yelling as she shook his shoulders back and forth. "It's not normal, even for royals. We asked the guards!"
"Is this why I feel like I just had a dip in Katara's backyard pool?"
"It was the only way to treat someone with heatstroke! You're lucky those guys came back in time!"
"I see…" Zuko said. In truth, he was never in any real danger according to Sai, but it's the thought that counts. He put a hand on her cheek to calm her down. "Thank you, for everything."
She took exactly two seconds to look in his once more disfigured face, before she buried her face in his chest while weeping. Zuko patted her on the back, not knowing what else to do.
"Thank you too as well." Zuko said to the guards. They were the ones who rushed to bring the water after all, while well aware of what dad's reaction may be. They stayed emotionless as ever, but Zuko thought he detected the slightest nod of recognition.
"Glad that you're alive, boss." Mi-Dved said at last. "You had us all scared for a minute."
"Sorry about that." Zuko apologized. "On the bright side, I managed to get Jasmine and Katara out of it."
"really?!" The two asked surprised.
Zuko then explained the entire situation, from how his meeting with his father started to the part where he lost consciousness. They were less then amused.
"Are you a complete moron?!" Jasmine yelled. "Men die from a two digit number of lashes at best! You're talking about a four digit number!"
"And it's something I'll have to endure."
"You're old man tries to kill you." The big guy stated.
"Not the first time I disappointed him." Zuko stated that as a fact, which it was.
"You're dad-" Zuko stopped the earth bender before anything else was said.
"My dad is a great man. A great man to whom those gentlemen outside are duty bound to report everything they hear." The message was clear, now is not the time.
"So what do we do?" Mi-Dved said instead.
"We wait." Zuko said. "Since the punishment had already been decided, now it's all about maintaining image. Right now we should focus on what may be said against us and what we can do to combat it, I do wonder who's going to be our defense, though."
Iroh would be lying if he said that he didn't want to commit kin slaying right now. When he heard what his brother had done, again, Iroh had half the mind to go to the throne room himself and remind his little brother who was a general and who stayed home.
He calmed himself, however. Ozai will get what he deserves, it was only a matter of time, but Iroh wouldn't put his nation through a civil war for that. Besides, even the death of Ozai will just treat the symptoms, not the cause. The entire culture of the fire nation is rotten to the core, thanks to Sozin. The war only muddled it so much that it was nearly impossible for the citizens to separate truth from propaganda.
Iroh was frequently asked by the other members of the order why he doesn't challenge his brother for the throne, and he understands them, he really do. But it's not so simple. Any move he will make will be seen as a political play and will only fuel the disconnect. People will see him as a usurper and may revolt if he declares the stop of the war and the return of the colonies.
No, having the avatar dethrone and replace the fire lord with someone else was the only right choice. It hurt Iroh to harm his nation and people like that, but he that it's the only way for it to get better and to bring back the peace and harmony the world lost.
Iroh shook the thoughts, now that wasn't the time to get nostalgic. He rose to the stadium where the trail is being held as the defense, took a look at the many (most of whom unwilling) participants of the crowd, and prepared himself.
His brother was sitting on a throne, the highest sit around. Looking as regal and powerful as ever, although Iroh noticed a dangerous glint in his brother's eyes that wasn't there before. It was concerning, especially the glowing stone Ozai wore on his chest.
To Iroh's opposite sat the royal accuser, a man around Iroh's own age who's entire purpose was to condamn people according to the fire nation law. His duty forced the man to be ruthless without a shrad of mercy, or compassion.
With fire bursting from his chair, Ozai silenced everyone and ordered the trail to begin. Oh, his little brother was always such a drama queen.
"Bring the accused!" Ozai declared.
The royal guards brought his nephew, as well as the sand siblings. All of them in chains and prisoner rags of course. Iroh olso noticed that Zuko had a small tiara like thing on his head, so thin it was almost invisible. Undoubtedly this demented helmet was still whispering to his nephew's ears, which Iroh didn't know if it was good or bad in this situation.
What did surprise the retired general was the fact that the other crew members were brought in chains as well. Looking at the surprised looks of the sand siblings, and the frawn on Zuko's face, it wasn't something they expected. To be honest neither did he.
"Let the judgment begin!"
At the fire lord's words, the royal accuser began his part. "The accused are judged for harboring illegal benders, giving sanctuary to enemies of the nation, attempted murder of an officer, corruption, cooperating with enemies of the nation, tax evasion and betrayal. Hiw do you plead?!"
"Innocent!" Zuko immediately yelled without hesitation for all to hear, yet not like someone who is desperate. His tone was as if he was stating a fact, the same why one would say that the sun rise from the east or that water are wet.
"We shall see." The royal accuser narrowed his eyes. "The first accused are the members of the crew. They are guilty of giving refuge to outlawed and none sanctioned benders as they gave hospitality to the water bender Katara, earth bender Mi-Dved and air bender Jasmine. All of whom are the direct descendants of major enemies of the nation."
"In addition, there were numerous accounts of interference in military matters which put soldiers at risk. Some good examples would be the assault on the pirate islands where captain Zhao was gravely injured along with scores of his man. Or when the men resisted the air bender's arrest followed an accusation of poisoning of an officer."
There was muttering in the crowd as they whispered to each other. The royal accuser did a fine job at painting them at the worst light possible as Iroh finally understood why exactly did his brother brought them. It was a mockery to his son, the inability to save the little soldiers just like happened with the 41th. Truly the pettiness of his brother hasn't diminished.
"Very well, what does the defense have to say?" Ozai asked in a barely concealed bored tone, as if he already decided what to do. Which honestly may be the case.
"Addressing the first accusations." Iroh began. "As admitted in the interrogations, in no point of time did the crew suspected any of the young women of being benders nor was their parentage revealed until after the fact. The law clearly states that those who are ignorant of their guest's true nature are to be pardoned and go through a course to educate them about how to spot different benders."
They weren't monsters after all, if a person offered shelter for someone without knowing that said someone is an enemy of the state, there was no reason to punish them. It is only when a person porously hid someone that the law takes effect.
"As for Mi-Dved, according to the Azulon reform of 86 it is legal to hire earth benders even for martial purposes, as long as they are reported to the authorities and got a permission depending on their role. At most, Mi-Dved can be considered a squad leader in the military sense and an additional stuff of the prince, both of which were approved by commander Shen and myself as Zuko's legal guardian respectively. Therefore, Mi-Dved is a sanctioned earth bender."
"As for your second point, let me remind the audience that each operation that the offence had stated was discussed and approved by the local military command of the time. Zuko's part at the assault on the islands, even ignoring the introduction of the eye, not only assisted the effort, but managed to rescue slaves without straining the army resources."
"In farther inspection, it was found that the pirate leader died in that very same battle. One may wonder, however, why did the esteemed commander Zhao suffered so many casualties while he had the full support of the fire army, when the yet to be battle proven prince got better results while keeping all his men alive at the same breath. In either case, Zhao's injuries were his own and had nothing to do with Zuko."
"As for the assault and arrest resistance, those things were already discussed at previous date and it was stated that the esteemed commander Zhao was in the wrong. Nothing had changed on that front and therefore this argument is disregarded like it was before."
And there it was. Iroh had hermetically closed all the accusations against the crew members. The royal accuser had no farther arguments, and by right the crew should be off with a warning. But in the end, it all depended on the fire lord's decree. And Iroh didn't couldn't on his little brother to not just condemn those men out of spite.
"An interesting problem we have ourselves here." Ozai pondered. "On one hand, a capital offence had been committed, there is no denying that. But on the other hand, those men were completely ignorant, and are loyal citizens of the nation."
"I have reached a decision." Ozai called after a few minutes. "The men will not be punished as is written by the law."
There were some relief whispers across the crowd, notably from the area where Iroh recognized some family members of the crew. Was his brother really that petty? Iroh knew the answer, which was yes, and therefore he knew to not celebrate just yet.
"However, they still must face punishment." Ozai continued. "Their inability to recognize such dangers makes them unequipped to continue their mission. I hereby terminate their part in my son's redemption as well as their service in the army, there is no need for such deem witted men there. They will continue on with their civilian life carrying this stain."
That was… not the worst outcome. Ozai had basically made Zuko's already impossible trip a hundred times harder than before as he had taken the crew and ship away, but it could still be salvaged. The men also had enough spoils from their job to leave a relatively decent life even if no one would hire them.
All in all, it wasn't such a bad deal for the crew, as their banishment is officially over and they can be back to their homes.
"Continue the trail." Ozai ordered.
After this day was over, Toph decided that she had enough of doing nothing. She already had shown some uncharacteristic patience when she sat there silently in that sham of a trail.
No, seriously, what the heck was this thing?! Blaming Zuko? Really? This must be the stupidest thing that she had ever heard. Mom and dad had to forcefully hold her so she wouldn't just storm out there and give a piece of her mind. Causing an international accident that will make life for both Zuko and her parents harder did held her back.
Once they were in the safety of their own room, however, Toph finally had enough.
"What was that thing?!" She exclaimed once the doors were closed and she senses no other person around. "Are they insane or something?!"
"There isn't anyone around, I checked." Toph added as she saw her parents look in concern at their surroundings.
"You should still be careful when you say such thing, sweetie." Her mom said. "Wrong words at a safe place are often repeated in a less safe one in time."
"But why they are doing it?" Toph tried to understand. "Zuko is risking his life for them and they just…"
"I wouldn't dare to say that I understand what the fire lord thinks." Dad started. "but it appears like the rumors about the tense relationship between the father and the son were more then true."
"That's it?" Toph said unbelievably. "All of this just out of pure spite?"
How the heck was the fire nation so successful in the war if its leadership was so self destructing? Oh wait, Toph knew the answer. The earth kingdom had it much, much worse. Now that's a depressing thought.
"Among other things, but yes." Dad agreed. "I personally think that the fire lord may think that his son is preparing for a usurpation."
"Well, maybe Zuko should!" Toph yelled.
"Please don't say things like that, even if it's safe." Mom whispered a yell. "Although even I must agree that the fire lord is much crueler than I imagine, to do things like that to your subjects and to your own son… I expect it from a bandit like Mi-Sha, not from 'the leader of the civilized world'."
"What?" Toph was confused. "What did Ozai do?"
What was she missing?
"Daughter." Dad began. "Don't take it as us treating you like a child, but those are not for your ears. Your mother and I would say the same to anyone who asked, as those things are just… we don't want to talk about it."
Okay… Toph was still a bit miffed, but at least it wasn't because her parents treated her like a helpless blind little girl again.
"Perhaps we can set a meeting between you and the princesses." Mom pondered. "It's as good excuse as any to avoid the trail. Besides, you may even be able to get to talk to Zuko. It certainly can't harm our political stand."
"Azula as 'evil taken form with spiders instead of blood' sister Azula?" Toph wanted a clarification, because Zuko had a lot to say about his sister, and little if any of it was good.
"I know, it's far from ideal." Mom admitted. "But you can use your abilities to get a better assessment of her. Besides, you can always play the blind girl card if things get hot."
"I'll see what I can do." Dad said before turning to Toph. "In any case, you can use it to gain some information about Zuko and the situation."
"Fine…" Toph reluctantly admitted.
AN
Hey, sorry for the shorter chapter. I had to take some time off after the last chapter.
Chapter 49: Chapter 47
Chapter Text
I Don't own Avatar the last air bender.
chapter 47
The thing Toph hated the most about her attire was the shoes. The layers of clothes weighted her, the skin paint suffocated her, but the shoes? Oh, the shoes were just the worse. They were hard to walk with and made it very difficult for her to feel the ground below.
But some sacrifices had to be made, Toph supposed as she was led through the palace. The servant that guided her to her "tea party" with the princess were unexpectedly professional and forthcoming, she honestly expected a bit more bigotry and racism to the little blind earth kingdom girl. Then again, they worked in the fire lord's palace, so their actions reflected on him. She to would do her best if her direct boss was someone like Ozai.
Before long, she came to a room that was most likely the princess's private chamber. She senses two girls inside, one sat stoically and the other bunched in her sit. Form Zuko's description, she could already guess who is most likely Azula out of the two.
"Lady Beifong, here for the tea party." Her guide introduced her.
"Let her in." Called a calm voice from the room.
And so they did.
As the servants left her alone with the two other girls, Toph began her courtesy and bowed to the approximate directions of the princess. People will start asking questions if a blind girl seemingly knows where everything is located after all.
"Your highness, it's a great honor to be in your presence."
Azula thanked her and had her friend, Ty Lee, help Toph to her sit. From there, they had small talk. Azula asked Toph how the Beifongs were doing as new vessels and if the crown can help in any way, the princess also inquired about the quality of life and the culture of Gaoling. She really didn't act like Zuko painted her to be.
"You have been with Zuko for some time as he was away, correct?" Azula asked. "I hope he didn't cause too many problems, he was always… expressive."
No lies there, at least none that her bending could catch.
"Not at all." Toph answered. "He is a great company to be around. I owe him a lot for rescuing me in my time of need, you have a great brother."
"Indeed I do." Azula said and once again Toph felt no lies. She did, however, felt something… something that she couldn't get her fingers on.
"By the way." The princess started. "Pardon me if it's a bit rude, but what can you say about Zuko's companions? The female kind, to be precise."
Ah, the overprotective sister, Toph wondered when she will meet that stereotype. Well, no reason to lie here. She told them about Jasmine and Katara, as much as a blind girl can tell. Their hobbies, their behavior, and so on.
"And how… close are they to him?"
Okay, Toph was far from the most socially aware girl, but even she knew the tread lightly now.
"They… are considered good friends." Toph hesitantly said. "They think highly of the prince and he on them in return."
"I see…" Azula slowly nodded. "And are any of the interactions may be considered inappropriate?"
"Not that I know of." Toph said. "Neither them nor Suki."
"Who's Suki?" The princess asked sharply.
Crap, Toph's tongue slipped.
"She's the head of the Kyoshi warriors now, she and Zuko were seen spending time together."
Sorry Suki, but it's every girl for herself. Toph had no intention of coming to blows with an overprotective (and probably unstable) sister.
"So there is another one…" The princess muttered for herself and Toph came to a sudden realization.
She recognized now why the heartbeats of Azula felt familiar, they were similar to the heartbeats of Jasmine, Katara and Suki whenever they were close to Zuko. Oh spirits, don't tell her that Azula looked at her brother in the same way, that's… That's just messed up. A characteristic that she found summarizing the entire royal family.
That'll probably explain why Azula acted so mean to Zuko, she was… what was it called again, something like thunder?
Spirits, that family is messed up, no wonder they went for world domination. Was there anyone in that family that may be considered normal?
Across the entire world, not a single person sneezed.
"How is Zuko, by the way?" Toph desperately tried to change the subject. "Where is he anyway?"
"In the palace's dungeon, if I'm not mistaken." Azula answered. "Although I would advise against paying a visit. Every entry is reported to the fire lord, and he is in a… complicated mood as of late."
Noted.
At the same time, a knock on the door was heard. "Your highness, the trail should start soon!"
"I'll be right there." The princess said before turning to Toph. "I'm afraid that duty calls, so we'll have to cut this short. Ty Lee, please accompany miss Beifong back to her parents. Take your time."
"Sure thing, Azula!" The cheerful girl enthusiastically saluted. Strange, why did Toph sensed that the girl lied?
As Azula left, the other girl turned to Toph. "Alright, want to have a quick tour to see the palace?" Toph just blinked at her unimpressed, making the other noble girl cringe. "Right… my bad, sorry."
"Where is the privy?" Toph asked.
"The subject of this accusation is none other than Mi-Dved, the only known son of the bandit lord Mi-Sha." The royal accused started the hearing. "He is accused of theft from fire nation citizens, thuggery, participation in illegal fights and working against the nation under his father. And that's even before he met the prince."
"The list of charges then grows to disregards of a superior's order, assault on numerous loyal soldiers, impersonating as fire nation officer, property damage and threatening officers while knowingly protecting an air bender." The royal accuser listed the earth bender's supposed crimes. "Quite frankly, with his family tree it's very damning. Just look at him, this is a thug if I ever saw one!"
The earth bender scowled as he didn't appreciate the old man's words, unfortunately only strengthening the accusations against him.
"Please let's keep things civil and professional, accuser." Iroh said. "This is not a place for such personal attacks."
"Be it as it may." Ozai spoke from his throne. "The accusations do ring loudly and doesn't draw a good picture. What does the defense have to say?"
"Plenty." Iroh said. "For starters, all those theft accusations, thuggery and illegal fights are from his time growing in the streets of Amora. A missed meal would mean the death of both him and his little sister, both children at the time. Besides, considering the very same nature of Amora that the offence rallies on, any fire nation citizen that may have suffered theft by Mi-Dved is to be involved the illegal nature of the city and therefore lacks the right to act as a victim. All things considered, he had done nothing against the nation"
"Once more, it seems that the offence had taken a stance to amplify and mislead with the accusations. Mi-Dved, as a person under the direct employ of the prince, is outside the chain of command. What's more, he was lent to the military as an advisor and an expert in combat in that environment. His very duty was to clash with the high command when it was needed."
"Also, part of his duties were to train the soldiery in tactics against sand benders, a duty which meant sparing harshly with said soldiers as well. And my I remind the jury that the air bending abilities of his little sister, the only family he knew and grew up with, were a recent development that even caught him by surprise. We cannot fault any brother for caring for their siblings. Besides, the fact that both stand before us when they could have easily escaped speaks greatly for their loyalty."
"To conclude, Mi-Dved is a hero of the nation. He was the one who broke the gates of Amora, he was the first person to step a foot inside. He protected the men and women next to him with vigor while risking his life. And most importantly, he was the one who landed the killing blow to Mi-Sha."
"I don't know about you, but for me there is no bigger proof for Mi-Dved's innocence then the single fact that he went up against his own father for the nation, nearly dying in the process. He's a young man who saved countless lives in the short time he was in service of Zuko."
Ozai mulled at the words, and Iroh knew that his brother was less then pleased. His little brother had no way to condemn Mi-Dved without doing the same to a very big portion of the army, not even counting the fact of how Ozai would look if he punishes a war hero with the chargers broken so thoroughly.
As much as Ozai would like to think otherwise, Iroh knew that his little brother cared a lot about what people think of him. And the one thing Ozai doesn't want to he known for (besides weak) is a hypocrite. As much as the fire lord hates it, he has no other choice but to null the accusations.
"In light of the defense, I judge the accused innocent of all charges." Ozai said in a barely contained contempt, he obviously hoped to get more out of this case. "Next!"
A wail of an animal was heard as Azula shot her azure flame at the demented creature.
She was at the valley finally, after hours of following directions she got from Nabon. She wasn't even ten minutes inside this spirits damned valley when she was attacked by the local fauna, and what fauna it was.
The beasts here had cursed faces plastered at random parts on their bodies. It was hideous, like if a child with mediocre drawing skills at best let his imagination loose. Even some of the rock plants seemed to have faces and come to life!
Zuko had said nothing about monster infestation, when she's back, she's going to give him a piece of her mind! In any case, those things were just as vunrable to her bending as regular beasts, if a bit more intelligent and coordinated. At least she got some enjoyment watching them fall.
No one will stand in her way, no one.
As she shot a lightning at a demented wolf thing, she wondered where should she go to reach the pool that this "mother of faces" was supposed to hunt. As if the spirits were answering her, something that she was beginning to thing was more than likely here, a loud explosion was heard from a certain part of the forest. With nothing better to do, she followed it.
The first thing she noticed was the various corpses laying around, each of them suffered deep trauma. Some had deep claw marks, some had broken necks, some were gutted and some looked like they burnt. All in all, it was a very brutal display of carnage.
Azula walked past a what used to be a wolf, it's limbs were broken beyond repair as its gut had a face that was locked in pure agony until the worms are done their job. Whoever is responsible, is an inhuman psychopath.
Hiding behind a bush, she looked at the clearing in front of her. She recognized the pool, finally, but it was a side view for the real show. Another demented animal, a winged lion hybrid of some kind, that had a few faces plastered on different spots on its body fought a very familiar creature.
"What is Zuko's accursed lapdog is doing here?!" She whispered to herself as she watched the fight.
The lion roared and Azula had to cover her ears, it seemed to be a sonic attack of some kind. She noticed Xing folding its ears back in pain as well but went on to shoot an explosion to the lion's legs, stopping the roar. A big cloud of dirt and dust formed around the hybrid.
From that cloud, the lion flew upward with its majestic wings, but the hound was ready. Xing jumped up to the other animal and bit the right wing, hard. The lion cried in rage as it was prepared to strake at Xing with its claws, but Xing clawed one of the faces in the eyes and tore them off. Making the lion cry in pain and fall.
They fell with a thud into the now even larger dust cloud, Azula noticed that Xing made sure to be on top when the two beasts fell. From there, the cloud hid the fight from Azula's sight, but not her ears. The violent sounds of the creatures was heard loud and clear as they wailed for dominance, the sound of flesh being turn apart was very much clear.
Suddenly, silence.
As the dust cleared, Azula saw that Xing stood victorious atop of the bloody mess that used to be the lion. Oh well, at least she knew now what butchered all those animals. Xing than bent its head upward and released an impressive jet of flames, roaring all the while.
A clear sign of dominance, if Azula ever saw one.
Just as Azula was about to decide if she should move out of her bush or not, the entire scene grew ire. The surrounding started to darken as the pool shone in a glowing spiritual light, and an ancient feminine voice was heard.
"Invader!" Azula had never heard something like this before, it was as if her soul was frozen at the presence of whatever it is. "Defiler! Abomination!"
A figure started to rise from the pool. It was even more weird than the abominations Azula had the displeasure of seeing. A head bigger than her entire body started to rise from the pool, an aberration of multiple faces stuck side by side with branch like horns made it what it was. The thing was without any features on any of the faces beside a mouth, yet Azula was sure that it could sense everything just fine.
"You will pay for what you've done, virus!"
The being just continued to rise on and on. Azula had never felt something so powerful in her life. Even her father, the strongest person Azula knew, with all the power up he got from the stone, couldn't hold a candle to this spirit.
When Zuko told her about the Mother Of Faces, he severely undersell just how powerful it was!
As the spirit was manifesting, however, Xing sniffed the air suspiciously. Then, without an explanation, it quickly stepped to the side and sent a blast to the direction it came from. It made no sense until Azula saw the blast hit something and sending it to a tree nearby.
To her amazement, a grey-blue wolf became visible (and very pissed). No doubt it was another spirit of some kind, it had this same otherworldly feeling as the manifesting giant if a lot weaker. The two canines immediately proceeded to maul each other.
"Kill it, my wolf!" The ever growing spirit shouted.
The wolf, Azula had to say, fought much better than the other animal she saw and actually managed to give Xing a hard time despite being about twice smaller. The wolf spit up… moth of all things, what?
The moth things flew to Xing attempting to do who knows what, but Xing let out a roar so strong that it turned the insects to dust. There was probably some spiritual bull Azula wasn't aware of, because insects aren't supposed to so fragile.
It did, however, made the wolf pause for a moment, and it was a moment too much. Xing pounced at the smaller animal, and the wolf had no time to react. The battle continued, but much to the favor of the black furred dog.
It was then, when Xing sent the wolf flying against a tree again and made it limp as it got up, that the Mother Of Faces intervened.
"No!"
A gigantic hand made of what seemingly was wood crushed to the ground were Xing was like a man spluttering a mosquito. When it rose up again, Xing was nowhere to be seen. As in not even the flattened remains.
"Are you hurt?" The mother asked in concern the limping wolf, who just let out a small pitiful wail in response.
"Come here." The feminine spirit said in a soothing tone as she raised her hand to the wolf direction. "It's all better now."
The wolf suddenly began to glow, and its injuries seemed to vanish. It happily barked once the process is finished.
"Now then" The mother turned her gaze (or at least the main face, to Azula's direction "What is a human doing all the way here?"
She's been spotted.
"Toph? Toph, where are you? It's not funny, you hear? Toph?"
Ty Lee was in deep trouble. She let the little girl pet out of her sight for exactly one minute so the girl could have her privacy and Toph disappeared. For Agni's sake, Ty Lee was a master chi blocker with experience of chasing down her annoyingly identical sisters. How does a little blind girl got the edge on her?
What's worse is that if something happens to the little miss Beifong, it may cause an international incident. That by itself was bad, but if someone digs deeper, they might find out the little switcheroo she, Mai, and Azula did. And that will get them in really big trouble, especially with how Azula's dad handles his midlife crisis.
"Hi!" Ty Lee got the attention of a nearby maid. "Did you see a little blind girl wearing green, this height? No? Thanks anyway, sorry to bother you."
Damn it, how does a blind girl move that fast?! How is she going to find Toph now… Wait, there is one group of people who always know what happens in any part of the palace!
"Hi!" She yelled at the ceiling. "Secret service guys!"
Nobody answered her, rude. She knew they were there, she could sense their aura.
"I know you're there!" She yelled. "Don't ignore me!"
Still silence, although she could detect a small shift of amusement in their aura. Oh, so they want to play this game? Fine! Time to bring the ballista.
"If you don't tell me where she went, I'll tell Azula that I saw you peeping on us in the bathroom!" Ty Lee threatened. "Let's see how her father reacts when she tells him!"
Now that caused a spike of fear. Ty Lee was of course bluffing, and there was no peeping to begin with, but since when proving guilt had stopped Ozai from burning people in recent months? A quick tapping in a random direction was heard, the path to Toph.
"Thank you!" Ty Lee said as she ran along.
Azula would be proud of her.
"How did it happen?" One of the guards in front of Toph asked as she ended up playing cards (with small bumps on them so they would be blind friendly) with the two guards on duty. It was honestly a good question.
It started something like this…
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Toph went down to the cells where the princess said that Zuko was being kept, with her skills it was extremely easy to figure out where these cells are. Toph also had an easy time avoiding people that would have asked her questions, also she didn't have much against the people who were inside the ceiling and walls. But they didn't bother her, so she was fine.
It was only when she got to the cells themselves that she had no choice but reveal herself. There were two guards there, and there was no way to sneak past them.
"Halt!" One of them said as he saw her. "What are you doing here?!"
"S-sorry, I -I got l-lost…" Toph pit on the meek blind girl mask. "I w-went to the b-bathroom a-and then…"
"Relax, Chi, she's just a lost kid" The other guard put a hand on his partner's shoulder before turning his attention to Toph. "How did you end up here?"
"I was at a tea party with the princess, but she had to go to this trail thing. After that I needed to go to the bathroom, so lady Ty Lee accompanied me. I remembered that My parents told me to take my time, they didn't want me to be in the trail."
"They say that I shouldn't be there even if I can't see anything. I know that something bad happens there, but no one tells me exactly why. So I took the long route and now I lost. Sorry for the trouble…"
"No, no, it's fine!" The second man said in a calming tone as he held his hands. More out of reflex, as he knew that she was blind. "You can stay here until someone will come to fetch you."
"So… how was the palace so far in your eyes?" The first man said, to which Toph gave a very unimpressed gaze.
"Idiot." The second man hit the first one in the head before turning back to Toph. "Please forgive Chi here, my lady, he fell on his head two too many times when he was an infant."
"Hi"
From there, they had some small talk in which each told about himself a little. Somewhere in the middle of this, Toph introduced a pack of cards made especially for the blind which caught the men's interest. One thing led to another, and they were teaching her how to play various games that she was sure her parents wouldn't approve.
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"Do you have any six?" Guard number one asked.
"Go fish." Toph said as the man grumbled.
"Can't believe I'm loosing a card game to a blind girl… how is it even physically possible?"
"A story to tell the family." Guard number two nodded.
"Please no." The first one said un dismay. "My pa will never let me live it down."
"Your fault that you suck." The second guard said as a matter of fact.
"Toph?! Are you here?" Ty Lee's voice was heard. Oh well, fun's over.
"Over here!" Toph called
It was a few seconds later that the acrobatic girl came barging down and tightly hugged Toph.
"Where were you?! You know how much stress I was under?" Ty Lee said as she hugged Toph even tighter. "Who knows what could have happened. What was I supposed to say to Azula and your parents then?"
Okay, this was getting really annoying. But… Toph did ditched her, so maybe it was fair.
"Sorry, I lost my way…" She had an act to keep after all.
"Oh, no problem." The older girl finally let her go. "The most important thing is that nothing happened."
Ty Lee then looked at the guards. "Thank you for keeping an eye on her, and sorry for the trouble."
"It was no problem." The second guard said.
"Hey, what were you playing?" The girl asked in interest as she saw the cards. After a brief explanation, she looked as if she pondered on something.
"You know what?" She finally said. "I need to go back to Azula, moral support and all of that, but I can come by your parents and tell them that you'll be staying at the palace during the trail. Something tells me that they wouldn't be too against it, if it's not a trouble of course."
"None by us." The first guard said.
"It's fine by me too." Toph decided. She could use the time to discreetly make some escape routes for Zuko with her earth bending.
"Great!" Ty Lee exclaimed.
"What are you doing here, human?" The ancient spirit asked her as Azula schooled her face.
"I have come seeking answers about a person who disappeared without a trace." She said. "My mother is lost for years, and her last whereabouts were somewhere around this place."
"My condolences, child." The spirit said. "But I see not how can I help, my set of skills is lacking for such a task."
"I believe that you have met my mother about six years ago, perhaps with a man that already asked your favor?"
The spirit took a good look at her, it was honestly quite unnerving. Azula, however, didn't break her expression, she had to put a strong front or else who knows what the spirit will do to her.
"Yes… I do see the resemblance." The Mother said. "You have a face just as pretty as your mother."
"Do you truly wish to know?" The spirit asked. "The answers are not something a daughter would like to hear."
"I have the right to know what happened to my mother!"
That seemed to hit something in that otherworldly specter, the spirit's face grew more… humane? Azula didn't have the right words. Understanding maybe?
It was then that the wolf spirit, sniffed the air around Azula suspiciously and let a low growl after a few seconds. Just like that, the atmosphere became intense as the spirit's expression became cold.
"My companion says that you have the smell of that hellhound on you, and nowt from just meeting it through a track. Explain, now." There was no room for compromise in the spirit's tone, it may very well kill Azula if she didn't give the right answer, and quickly.
"It's my brother's pet." Azula admitted. "He got it around two years or so ago. I only met it a few days ago when I was sent to bring him back home. And even then, that disgusting furball was in a cage all that time!"
"That thing isn't some pet!" The Mother spat. "It's a disease, a scourge! A legacy as vile as this species master. A mare mortal cannot hope to tame such agent of chaos."
"Never mind, the truth will come out soon enough." The spirit said as it slowly raised its hand. "Now stand still."
A branch like hand sot and suffocated Azula's head faster than the princess could blink.
"Don't resist."
Resist? Resist how?!
Then she felt as if something invaded her head. She was Remembering memories from her life without thinking about them, it was like she was a scroll that someone opened at a random page. She remembered her mother, she remembered her interactions with her brother when they were younger. She remembered the day she met Mai and Ty Lee, and more, and more.
The spirit, for who else could it be, gave little thought to most of those memories. The only ones she didn't disregard immediately were the ones where mom was present. All the times she favored Zuko, all the times she called Azula a monster.
She was right, Azula knew, but it still hurt.
Then came the more recent memories. The burning and banishment, the rumors about Zuko, the mission to put her brother in chains… The spirit dwelled in those, scanning Zuko extremely well. Only after that did the spirit left Azula's mind with a tusk.
"So the Oni did return." The sheer disgust in that tone… Just who was this 'Oni'? "And it found a most troublesome puppet…"
The spirit then looked directly at her, and Azula had to forcefully stop from gulping.
"Human…" The Mother started. "By all rights, I should end your existence here and now. However, there my be a way that agrees to both of our… interests."
Azula kept quiet, she didn't dare to make a sound that may insult the wrathful spirit.
"You, soul of tar, want to know what happened to your mother. I can show you everything, from start to finish, all I ask from you is one single thing." The spirit said as it leant towards Azula, they looked at each other eye to eye as much it was possible. "Kill your brother."
… "What?"
"Don't play coy with me, soul of tar. I know that you desire to rid yourself of his existence." It said as if stating a fact.
"But…" The spirit said almost playfully, in a cold way. "Perhaps avenging your father would be a strong enough motivation?"
"What are you talking about?!" Avenging her father, what nonsense was that? Avenging for what? And Zuko? He doesn't have the guts… does he?
"You have noticed a great change in your brother, have you not?" The spirit questioned. "What if I told you that he is under supernatural influence?"
"Continue…"
"The helmet your brother wears, it hides the Oni. An abomination whose sole purpose is to enslave everything to its vile will. It preys on the desperate, feeds them with false hope and gives them power, all the while it deafens them with all of their fears and mends them to its demands."
"So sweetly the Oni takes hold on the mind of its host. And by the looks of it, your brother is past the point of no return."
And Azula believed it. As crazy as it sounded, it made the most sense. There is no way that Zuzu could change like that without literally being possessed by a spirit.
"And how does my father comes into this?"
"You have noticed this 'stone of Agni' that the host gifted to your father, right?" The spirit explained. "If it really is what it is or something else as I suspect matters little, it corrupts your father to his worse all the same."
"What?!" Azula had her suspicions, but this outright fact spiting took even her by surprise.
"I recognize that type of artifact. Giving power while taking away self control, making the target act on base instincts. The Oni had made a table, and had your father jump on the plate with an apple in his mouth as a meal. A lamb to the slaughter."
That… Made so much sense! Whatever took over Zuko makes her father to loose credibility, preparing the stage for a usurpation. Oh, spirits, the trail is a trap to her father, not Zuko!
"What do I need to do?"
"Do we have a deal first?" The spirit asked. "There is no turning back."
"Yes." Azula agreed. "Give me answers, and I'll kill my brother."
"Excellent." The gigantic spirit then pulled a small pristine silver knife, as in small for human standard. On the spirit in looked almost comical as the Mother held it between two fingers. "This blade is made of celestial silver, drenched by her tears. It is maybe the only thing the Oni can't sense. You have its trust to get close, use it. Hide this blade behind your back, wait for the moment the host will have to put the helmet off, and than stab him."
"Make him pay for what he's done! A spirit never forgets, drive this blade between his lungs!"
The tone, the hate… There was obviously some history here, but Azula cared not about it. She took the blade and hid it.
"Very well, I agree. Now about my mother, tell me what happened."
"I can do better." It said. "I can show you."
The spirit lowered her branch like hands to Azula's head, and this time the princess didn't try to resist. Soon enough, her entire sight was obscured by the branches that grew around her. When her eyes opened up again, she relived a memory not her own.
"Ursa, will you marry me?"
Who was that guy? Why did she feel so happy? Wait… did he call her Ursa just now?!
"Yes, yes, a thousand times yes!" Azula said from her mouth, but the voice was unmistakably that of her mother.
Wait, now she remembered. Or actually Ursa remembered for her? Anyway, this guy was Ikem. A childhood friend that went with her as an actor in their theater. They often played the main male and female lead and she had a crush on him for years and they became lovers.
Wait what? No she didn't! Azula doesn't even like theaters!
But Ursa does, and she is Ursa. Who even is Azula?
This arrand thought was discarded in front of the sheer happiness she felt right now. Everything was perfect as she was in the arms of the one she loved.
Then the news came, she was to be wed to the prince, to Ozai, to dad. Dad, what? No, her father was right next to her trying to comfort her. With just a single piece of paper, her entire world crumbled around her.
The accursed carriage came, with the fire lord no less. As much as she wanted to die, she couldn't do it to her parents, nor to Ikem. Oh Ikem, she couldn't imagine how he'll react. He must be heartbroken.
She remembered Ikem trying to reach her, but was forced down by the guards. She managed to get him mercy for attacking the fire lord, but the look in his eyes was too much for her to bear.
She remembers her wedding. Instead of marrying her love, she married a monster. A handsome and beautiful monster, she will admit, but a monster all the same. She still remembered his words, how he ordered her to forget about her life before and how she belonged to him now.
The loveless marriage continued. She was in the most prestigious position a woman can ask for, surrounded by the best of anything and a princess to the most powerful nation in the world. She was never more miserable.
Then her first ray of light came, her first child. A son she named Zuko. She loved him dearly, more then anything, and she'll do her best to protect him.
No! She hated Zuzu!
What? What nonsense is it? Yes, he was the child of Ozai as well, but she wouldn't let her emotions wild on a baby, especially her baby. Zuzu, what a funny name. Sounds like something a little sister would call him.
A year later another baby came, a girl this time. The baby was named Azula, at Ozai's insistence to get his father's approval. It mattered little, she loved her little girl all the same. Just as strongly as she loved her son.
No you didn't! You never loved her like Zuko!
What?! Of course she did! She loved hem just the same! Argh, the fatigue of giving birth a second time is affecting her.
A year went by. Azula almost immediately shown signs of fire bending, Zuko didn't, she was worried. She didn't care if her children were benders or not, but Ozai certainly did. He made his displeasure known, even went as far as threatening to kill her son. Oh, how relieved she was when Zuko showed signs of bending as well.
She remembered the betrayal of the maid she even thought about calling a family, how it stung her. Almost as much as the terrible news when Ozai, that monster, told her with pride that Ikem was dead. She remembered their fight then, how he swore to treat Zuko as if he really wasn't Ozai's son.
She remembered the next years of misery. She tried to protect both her children from that monster's machinations, but she was far too powerless. She was in good terms with the crown prince and his son, but with the two away in war she was basically alone in the palace.
She was in somewhat natural terms with her father in law, the fire lord Azulon, after he explained the damned prophecy about a child of Roku's and Sozin's bloodline ending the war. He never showed regret, a fire lord can never do something like that, but he did express that he took no joy and would have avoided everything given tha chance.
He also explained his reasoning. It was either that, or wait another generation of global war for her children to mature and be wed off, and then another generation for their children to mature enough. Billions of dead, or the suffering of two. It wasn't even a question.
Oh, how she cursed grandpa Roku that day. Him, Sozin, and that damned prophecy.
She lived her years and saw her children grew. Zuko was becoming a fine young man with high morals, if a bit prudish and lacking in social skills. But Azula was the one who worried her.
Of course she did. She was a monster after all, didn't she?
What? No! Of course not! Azula was her sweet daughter!
But she had problems, even Ursa will admit it. Her daughter was a prodigy, plain and simple, and it was a blessing and a curse. Azula shared far too many traits with Ozai for Ursa's liking, especially the thrive for power and the need to dominate others.
Usually, such things were dealt with by parental education and the environment, but here Ozai nourished those aspects, and the environment encouraged her with praises. Ursa was doing her hardest to at least hold back such influence, but was failing hardly. If anything, Ursa's attempts were only pushing her precious daughter farther away.
Ursa wasn't perfect, she knew it. She could have done more, she could have done better. She had her fallings, like that time where she called her own daughter a monster. Ursa regretted it, deeply. Seeing how her daughter was acting so unlike a girl her age should, so like her father… Ursa couldn't help but imagine the doll Azula torn apart as a person when her daughter will grow up. It was the strew that broke the camelephant's back. Ursa was ashamed of herself in that moment.
As you should…
It continued like that for months, until the terrible news of her nephew in law's death came. She was devastated, Azulon was devastated even more. Her children were devastated, even Azula although she tried to hide it. A sign she took as her daughter not being beyond saving. Only one person wasn't hurt, quite the opposite actually.
Oh, Ozai paid his respects, but by his lips only. She knew him enough to know how giddy he was inside. Then, the fool did the one thing he shouldn't have done, he overreached. Seriously, what had he thought when he said the things he did to a grieving grandfather she had no idea, but she supposed that it showed how little that monster knew and cared about human emotions.
She only knew it because her son came crying, saying that his sister told him that Ozai was going to kill him. After comforting him, she went to her daughter. Ursa fully expect Azula to to make ut up just to bully her brother, but after talking to her daughter, the truth was much, much worse.
Ursa immediately went to confront her husband, demanding to know exactly what was going on. He told her everything, as well as his intentions to kill his son. If Ursa had the power, she would have killed this disgusting creature on the spot, but she didn't. She hadn't for a long time.
In a desperate move, she suggested a compromise to save her son's life. She will make a deadly untraceable poison and assassinate Azulon. The price, her banishment and abandonment of her children.
And she agreed, spirits damn her she agreed. She maybe could have bargained for better terms, she certainly could have tried harder, but she didn't. She could lie to herself and say that it was the only way to save her son, but she will always know it was just an excuse.
The recent years took a toll on her. The heartbreak, the stress, the abuse. Seeing how her children, especially her prescious daughter, were taken away from her and transforming into something terrible. She wanted an out, she had to get away, so she took it.
It was all to easily done. A single drop in his tea, hand delivered by her own hands, and the most powerful man in the entire world was crawling on the floor before her.
She would lie if she said that she didn't feel the tiniest bit of satisfaction. That man before her was the one who was responsible for all her suffering, he destroyed her life because of a few words from a withering old man. She could bring herself to care about his reasons.
And then she ran, left the palace that was her prison for the past few years like a thief in the night. She fleed all the way to the only place in the entire world that she knew will always care for her, only to find that her parents were dead and her old home in the possession of a strange named Nabon.
When that Nabon figure proclaimed himself to be her Ikem, she didn't believe him, but he said things to her that only Ikem would know. He then claimed to meet a spirit that could change a person's appearance, he suggested that Ursa would do the same. That way, they could start over and have their happy life back.
She agreed.
He took her to the place were he met said spirit, this Mother Of Faces, they waited months until it apeared. When the spirit came, and Ursa gave her wish, it tested her with a plainer face. A test Ursa passed. It then told her that she will forget everything from her old life.
Ursa knew it was a lie. Ikem remembered the past well enough, there was no reason she would be different. But the spirit looked inside of her, it knew that she wanted to forget. The guilt of abandoning her children was killing her. There was a small chance that Zuko may grow up fine, but Azula… the girl was lost. Ursa had cried herself to sleep every night because of it.
Then the spirit did her work, then Ursa knew no more as darkness closed in around her.
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What just happened?! Were was she?!
"Oh… perhaps I overdone it." The Mother said as she watched the mortal. "I always forget how fragile mortals are."
"Oh well. In any case, I did my end of the bargain, now it's your turn." The spirit warned her. "You made a pact, you are bound to honor it."
It then turned to the wolf.
"Come, my wolf, we are done here." And the both of them disappeared.
The mortal remained there, still for a moment or two before having a mental breakdown. During the entire episode she had a single question she couldn't answer.
Who is she?
AN
And here is the chapter. Boy, I envy none of those characters right now.
Please tell me what you thought.
Chapter 50: Chapter 48
Chapter Text
I Don't own Avatar the last air bender.
chapter 48
Xing had to catch breath as the dark place disappeared. The hellhound escaped by the length of a hair from death, it knew it. And it couldn't help but be mad at itself. The master's orders were clear: leave the moment the strong spirit showed itself.
And yet, Xing stayed there. And almost died for it. Stupid. But Xing couldn't help it. That wolf had to be brought low, Xing had to show dominance, to be the king. Never mind, the mission was complete. It was time to return to the master.
Xing tried to go to the shadow place again, but stopped before spending energy. An instinct told the dog that it was too soon, the body didn't regain enough solidity to not break up in another trip through the dark place.
With a scuff, Xing had no option but to get up and find something to eat. The faster the hound regains strength, the faster it can return to the master. And so, Xing sniffed the air, only to find it… strange.
It didn't smell like something Xing recognized, even the trees smelt and looked wrong. Actually, now that Xing pays real attention to the surroundings, everything seemed not right. Otherworldly even. Everything had the much too familiar smell of the creatures that Xing hunted in the valley and the two spirits.
That was bad, it meant that the enemies that Xing will face were likely spirits as well. Caution is paramount now, Xing can't make the same mistake that got the hound to this place.
As if to prove the hellhound right, a strange glowing creature came to view. It was a butterfly like thing with the head of an elephant, and it was about the same size as Xing's head.
Xing immediately pounced. The thing didn't even register what happened before it was torn apart by razor sharp teeth. The taste was strange, Xing noted, but not unpleasant. More prey is needed.
Suddenly, Xing smelled something. It was something new. Xing couldn't describe how it smelt, only that it smelt very good. A prey of some sort maybe?
By all accounts, it should have raised an alert in Xing's head. Now especially, Xing had to be extremely careful. But something inside told the hellhound that Xing had to investigate, that it was a duty. It was almost the same feeling Xing got when it sensed the chrysalis of the false idol, only different.
Xing continued to track the smell, deciding to trust the instincts that saved the hound's life so many times. In any case, Xing took notice of the environment for any opportunity it may present, and any dangers.
A fact that proved greatly beneficial as Xing avoided a blue wisp of flames just in time. Curious, Xing did not remember flame being in this color. It just showed how strange that place was.
The creature coming out of the woods was a fox in appearance, only with two tails instead of one. A pathetic looking male, Xing noticed. Weak and fragile, not a worthy rival nor an actual threat. It was about the size of an adult imitation, so again, it was not a threat.
The whelp acted all mighty and tried to pounce at Xing, but the hellhound just swiped it with the paws. The strike was strong enough to break a few ribs as the fox crashed into a tree.
Annoyingly enough, the fox didn't get the message and tried to attack the stronger beast again, as if it had to prove something. Xing decided that the fox was given more than enough opportunities to back down and decided to end this.
An upside-down strike brought the fox's head to the floor, being held there be a much stronger limb. As the smaller beast trashed, Xing brought the maw to the nape and bit. Hard. The fox couldn't even let a sound as it died.
Seeing no reason to let a meal go, Xing began to devour the now dead fox. The hound felt how the energy inside its own body replenished, and in a much greater amount than a meal that size should. Was it because it was a spirit like that blasted wolf?
Never mind. What's important is that Xing had now much more power to move on and investigate. And a good thing too, because a few minutes later Xing encountered another fox, this time it was a bit bigger and had three tails.
This is going to be a long trip, isn't it…
This is going to be a tuff one, Iroh thought. After the brother, came the sister. And there was no denying the fact that she was an air bender. Oh, how are they going to get out of this problem…
The woman in question was there like all the times before. She wore a simple red cloth as she sat there in chains. Iroh wondered why the change of clothing, but after some thinking he was relatively sure that he knew the reason.
Her brother wasn't there. As his judgement was passed, he was escorted back to the cells to stay there for the duration of the trail. Iroh didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse for the siblings.
Zuko, or more specifically the thing that poisoned his nephew's head, wanted to mark Jasmine as fire nation. The red color, with black and gold here and there, made Jasmine looked like the regular citizen instead of the foreigner she is. She looked like someone's daughter from the city.
"The next accusation is against non other than Jasmine, the air bender herself!" The royal accuser declared. "The mere fact that she is an air bender is a reason enough for exicution. But besides that, she was still a suspect at poisoning commander Zhao. She was wanted even by the whatever can be called athurities in Amora for fraud and leaching off young men."
"She is known to stalk prince Zuko and wisper Agni knows what to his ears, how many times had the prince done what that foraghener told him? She already wormed her way to the daily life products in just about a year. She is not someone who can be trusted to be near power, especially the daughter of Mi-Sha."
Iroh took a deep breath to relax himself, it was not as bad as he feared. Jasmine, despite being an air bender, had basically committed zero offences ever since she joined. Besides probably breaking the hearts of a considerable number of young men.
"Defense?" Ozai turned his face to Iroh. "You're turn."
"The young girl didn't even know about her bending until she was forced to accidentally use it to not being kidnapped, and she would had spent her entire life not knowing. Can we truly call her an air bender because of that?" Iroh pointed out. "During her entire time under prince Zuko, she had been nothing but helpful and loyal. To treat her like the likes of her father, who threw her to the streets, will be nothing but criminal."
"As stated before, Zhao's case is close and over. Her innocence was proven then, and it holds just as strong now. As for any illicit activity before joining the crew, the same argument with Mi-Dved holds here just as strong."
"All of this is fair and good." Ozai interrupted "But non of those excuses her existence as an air bender. A clean record she may have, but by she is to be killed on sight. The fire sages did prophecize that the next Avatar is to be an air bender, and while it's clear that she is no avatar, she can still give birth to them. That's a risk the fire nation can't take."
Right… Before Zuko went out of the fire nation for the first time, they visited the fire sages at the crescent island. Those sages told them that the next avatar to surface will be an air bender, that's why his nephew was so sure in the start that the avatar will be some old man.
It's a hard point to disprove, especially because it was right. Young Jasmine's father was a complete monster, in both act, physic, and bending potential. Any child she may have, had the potential to be just as strong. And that was even disregarding the fact that this child may be the avatar.
No matter what Iroh said, he can't disprove it, so the only way was to make it a worthy investment. Ozai loved only one thing, and that would be powerful. An idea began to form in Iroh's head.
"It may be so, brother, but that was then. Times have changed, and to miss this opportunity would be… a shame." Iroh happily noticed the glimpse of interest in his brother's eyes.
"Continue." Was all the fire lord said.
"It is as you said, any child of her has potential. But most important, is the fact that it will be raised under the red curtain, grow with a fire nation mindset. And under your command."
This seemed to please Ozai. Iroh continued.
"The mere fact that such an influencal figure as Mi-Sha, for as vile as he was, he held power, was discovered to be an air bender showed the holes in Sozin's doctorain. There Are air benders out there, we know for a fact that Mi-Sha wasn't shy in bed. So while hunting them down is important, it will prove fruitful to have some in a controlled environment, fighting for our interests.
"It will be a generation at least until there will be some kind of a reward." Ozai said as he pondered. He was on the fance in this one, Iroh just needed to give one final push.
"It will be a final total victory over the air nomads, a spit on their non-existed graves."
There, that should do it. If there is one thing men like Ozai like besides power, is proving their superiority in whatever way they can. And twisting their foes into a mockery of their former selves is very high in that ladder.
"The Idea does have merit, brother…" Ozai was deep in thought before a cruel smile was on his lips. "Very well, I agree to give your idea a chance. The girl will stay here, under heavy surveillance. When she comes of age, a suitor will be chosen for her to bear children. Said children will be used for the nation, one way or another."
"Oh, and one more thing." Ozai added. "If at any point in time it will turn out that this idea of yours is a failure, she will be executed. And both you and Zuko will share the same fate, one for suggesting the idea, and the other for not doing his duty."
In other words, I will give you this win so that I will gut you next time. It reminded Iroh of a snapping turtle, a ruthless predator that lures fish with its wormlike tongue. Only when the fish takes bite, when it is clear that the fish couldn't escape, does the turtle snaps its jaws shut with force strong enough to cut metal. Iroh used the animal's strategy many times at his days as general, he remembered how he would let the enemy take some land and then decimate them from a favorable position while said enemy was exhausted from the conquest and the keep of the territory.
It seems that they won this battle but may have sacrificed the war.
A look at the girl who had her fate sealed revealed her look of horror. Iroh saw his nephew whisper something to her, and it seemed to calm her down a little. Iroh wondered what that was.
In any case, It is time for the next round.
Xing tore through the last fox, who had six tails. This was… getting frustrated. For the last few hours, Xing was going through different foxes at about the same pace as the jasmine smelling imitation that want to have master's cubs was going through clothes that time when Xing accompanied her on her trip through the "store".
Xing had experience in hunting, and the hound could say for certainly that a forest should not have such a dense gathering of predators of the same species. Or were they? There were the different tail numbers each had. So far, the number of tails in a fox was between two to six. The individual power seemed to depend on the tail number as well, with the fox being bigger and stronger the more tails it had.
Luckily enough for Xing, those foxes didn't seem to team up with over two members or else Xing would have been in serious trouble. Xing really didn't think that a battle with ten six-tail foxes would be winnable. Another strange thing was that Xing noticed that some of those foxes had wounds on their skin, as if they were bitten by other foxes. Why was that, the hellhound pondered. In the end it was irrelevant. They were enemies and Xing had to kill them. They had proven themselves troublesome foes with various dangerous abilities.
The two-tails were barely something worth mentioning, a tad stronger and faster than a creature that size should be but little else. The tree-tails had the additional ability to control wisps of blue flame and direct them. Again, those little flames were laughable compared to Xing's own explosions.
Four-tails had the additional ability to control objects with their mind. Additionally, the flames became bigger and harder to ignore. Five-tails had all the abilities mentioned before improved. They could lift boulders with their minds and their fire was a bit weaker than Xing's but with much refiner control.
Six-tails… were a step above the five-tails. They were more muscular than the five-tails, and had much better refluxes. Nothing compared to Xing's own, but a threat nonetheless. Xing was also having a hard time avoiding their wisps as the seemingly living flames danced around Xing by the dozens. To add to the trouble, it seemed that they were capable of speaking in Xing's head, which just felt outright wrong.
'Gojin' they called Xing, a stranger. An unwanted stain on their scared grounds in their scared time. From the tad bits Xing managed to gather when the foxes were talking to each other, it seems like they were in some kind of a competition. Which would explain the wounds some of them got. It seems like the foxes were aggressive to each other only a bit less than to Xing.
Another thing Xing noticed was that devouring the fallen enemies made the hellhound stronger. It was difficult to explain it, but Xing felt more energy inside the body. The fire became hotter, the muscles hardened even more. Was it because the foxes had the same strange smell as that wolf? A very interesting discovery.
As for now, Xing finished eating the last six-tailed fox. The ears picked the tiniest sound of a whistle and Xing jumped backwards with all the hound's might. And just in time as the place Xing was in got hit with a massive blast from a blue flame. Xing held the claws firm to the ground to not be knocked back from the shockwave. Once the initial blast ended, a figure jumped down to where the blast just hit. The ground shook and fractured again as the thing landed.
It was a fox, which was to be expected, but here ended all the similarities. It was larger than the other foxes, about two thirds of Xing's own size, and it had a… mustache for lack of better terms. From the base of the nose on each side came a whiteish grey thread of fur that went for about two or three feet. It had an "S" shape and was most likely signaling the seniority of this creature compared to the rest.
Only unlike usual elder creatures, who all give time its rightful duo, this fox didn't seem any less fit than the six tails. Its gaze held wisdom and experience, as well as unhidden contempt. And it has one, two, three… oh, it has nine tails. This will be by far the biggest challenge Xing would encounter in this forest.
It gave Xing a look as if Xing was nothing more than a trash in its eyes, an accidentally useful trash by washing up the rabble, but a trash all the same. One that should be grateful for the honor of being near the greatness of a superior being such as the nine-tails, and flee while the older animal feels merciful.
It of course meant that Xing had no choice but to teach that old fox a lesson.
A massive ray of flames shot from Xing's mouth to the body mass of the fox, only to be split in two around said nine-tails. It was as if the flame was met with an invisible force. The nine-tails simply snorted, as if saying "fool", and began its attack. The old fox glowed in spectral light and with eyes ablaze it lifted everything not rooted to the ground, a few trees as well, and threw all at the hellhound.
Xing had to use every ounce of agility in the hound's body to avoid most of the objects. Xing jumped from tree to tree, used a few boulders that were thrown at it as jumping points, even blasted some of them, but the objects didn't stop. If it goes on like this, then Xing wouldn't be able to even land a hit.
Wait, Xing needed to get in close quarters with the nine-tails so that the old fox wouldn't be able to use its (admittingly impressive) psychic abilities. Jumping through all that tornado of objects is obviously a no-go, but there is another way for Xing to prevail. Before, Xing needed to wait at least a sun-turn before traveling to and from the dark place, but after consuming all this strange energy, Xing was confidant in itself to make a few trips like that before needing to cool down.
Just as a rock the size of a house was about to crush Xing, the hound became one with the shadows. The hound timed perfectly it perfectly so that the crash would mask its escape. Once in the dark place, Xing immediately looked for a pocket that showed a spot near the nine-tails and behind it. Once the spot was found, Xing immediately pounced.
The entire process took about a second, from start to finish, and Xing was about to maul the smaller animal. And yet, it didn't happen. Xing found itself levitated in mead air as a spectral blue glow surrounded the hellhound's body. A quick look at the nine-tails, who had a frown with their blazing blue eyes, told who was responsible.
The look on the nine-tails's face just screamed "filth". The sheer disgust it felt to be close to something like Xing could not be described with words. It regarded the fact that Xing dared to not immediately die in front of it as the highest disrespect possible.
In other words, that old fox was a total racist.
You'd be surprised how much a single expansion can tell you.
Back to the more serious business, the nine-tails threw Xing like a ragdoll back and forth. It was only thanks to Xing's instincts that the hound managed to land in a way that softened the blows.
Finally, Xing had enough and the next time the dog was floating in the air. It released a roar that broke the old fox's concentration, making Xing fall to the ground.
The hellhound immediately ran to the more experienced beast and the close quarters finally began. The fox, Xing had to admit, was better skilled at fighting, probably because of the experience. But while it dished more than it got, Xing was just built differently.
Each strike of Xing was worth about five strikes of the nine-tails, the hellhound's body was more fit to battle than the fox who's enormous nine tails got in the way. And more importantly, Xing had much higher health and vitality. With all of that combined, even if the nine-tails deal more damage, it was Xing who will stay last standing.
And the old fox knew it too.
It tried to get away by disappearing and reappearing in another place, but Xing couldn't let it gain momentum. The hound didn't think it would survive another attack like before especially now that the fox took the fight seriously. Luckily, the nine-tails wasn't the only one who could get from one place to another momentarily.
From there it was a constant game of tag where Xing had to immediately shadow travel after the fox. It was dangerous, but for some reason Xing had easier time to get in and out of the dark place. Was it because of the energy it devoured or because for some reason the vail between places seems to be much thinner here.
From an outside perspective, it must have been a strange sight. The two animals bliped from place to place in different poses of attack as seemingly random pace. For Xing it was no less strange, jumping from pocket to pocket.
A tear here, a bite there, slowly but surely, the old fox was looking worse and worse to wear. The fact that Xing constantly interrupted psych attacks that cost a lot of energy didn't help. That wasn't to say that Xing was unscratched, the old fox was crafty after all, but as things are Xing has the upper paw.
And the fox new it too. It was too prideful to show it, but Xing smelt the uncertainty and fear from the aging animal. All Xing had to do was to find a good opening and… There!
The nine-tails raised its head high, no doubt to make a dozen wisps that will burn Xing to cinder, but in doing so it left its neck exposed. A mistake that Xing wasn't going to waste.
With a mad dash, Xing's teeth found their place in the old fox's throat. The nine-tails yelled in pain, but adrenaline kept its concentration. Xing felt the fur on its back getting hotter as the wisps shot to the hound's back. In retaliation, Xing moved the lips of its mouth back and forth, sawing the throat.
The wisps strock one by one, and they hurt. Badly. The old fox was pretty much dead at this point, it has a minute at most. The problem was that by that time, if the barrage continued, Xing wouldn't be in a much better state.
But wait, the fox is already dead, there is no reason for Xing to stay there and be hit. Xing immediately escaped to the shadows, letting the fox take the burnt of its own attacks. Xing then waited for the dust to clear, revealing a downed fox, and only then came out.
Looking at it, the creature beneath Xing was a sorry sight. It had more scars and burns than fur now, one of the mustache things was torn off completely while the other only half turn. Its mouth was gaping for air that would never come to its blood-filled lungs, and some things that should be inside were out.
And yet, despite all the fear and pain, the nine-tails continued to hold that look of pure contempt.
'To be bitten by the likes of you…' It said with its mind. 'I deserve no better end…'
'But know this, you filthy miserable gojin, she's mine! You hear me?! Mine! I cur-'
It was enough for Xing, who just crushed the skull with its mighty paws. The hound had enough of the old fox's racist bull. With that nonsense away, Xing began to eat. The energy the hellhound got from the nine-tails, Xing noted, was about half of the combined energy of all the other foxes.
Xing rested for a while, the hound needed it even if the excess energy it got from eating was healing its body. As time passed, Xing decided to clean up. Its mouth was stained in blood, and so were many parents of its body. For some reason, Xing felt the need to be as presentable as possible.
With everything done, Xing got up to the final part of the search. The hound's nose told that the source of the smell was near. What's more, there were no more foxes around. It was a clear path now.
Xing walked through the empty woods after the smell, until the hound entered a clearing. In that clearing, Xing saw the source of the smell resting peacefully.
It was another fox, but it looked different. It was slender than the other foxes, with yellowish golden fur that turned paler at the tips of the tails Xing managed to see. It crawled itself into a ball in a way that Xing didn't want to interrupt.
Another sniff told the hound the reason why this fox wasn't detected, it smelt different from the others. Instinctively, Xing knew that this was a female, a vixen.
Perhaps sensing that she wasn't alone, the vixen slowly woke up from her slumber. She yawned, in a very endearing way Xing may add, and stretched her slender front limbs while bending her back.
Her tails started to wake up as well as they slowly rose up in a hypnotic display that Xing couldn't help but look. One, two, three… nine tails. The vixen had nine tails as the old fox. Unlike the old fox, however, this vixen looked much, much younger. Much better looking as well.
This entire process took a few seconds at best, but during that time Xing experienced a few sensations that the hound had never felt before and couldn't explain. And when the Vixen turned her face to look at Xing with a small smile and a curious gaze, the hound's mind stopped.
Xing for the first time in its life understanding the meaning of the word "beautiful".
Unfortunately, that look immediately turned into confusion. It was clear that whatever (or whoever) the vixen was expecting, it wasn't Xing. A single sniff of her cure snot told her all about Xing's bloody path here, and it made her growl in rage and disgust as she prepared to attack.
For some reason, that act hurt Xing very deeply, more than most of the hits it got. So distracted Xing was, that it nearly missed evading her strike. The hound couldn't help but think that the vixen looked just as beautiful when she tried to kill Xing.
Katara helped her mom clean the fish as they prepared dinner. Things have calmed down a little since that, but the pressure was still in the air.
"So…" Mom began. "The boys are away for the next hour or so, so we have time for a long overdue talk about the important stuff."
Katara had a sinking feeling that she knew what this "important stuff" was.
"So, who is it?"
La damn it.
"No one, mom!" Katara yelled back in a voice that said the exact opposite.
"Come now, sweetie, mom can help." Her mother said. "Your mother has some experience, or else you wouldn't be here."
Spirits, Katara didn't need that picture in her mind.
"Mom, no…"
"Mom, yes!" The older woman didn't let go. "Honey, please, you're doing no one favors when you keep it inside."
"But there is no one, I swear!" Katara lied.
"Aha." Mom nodded her head mockingly, unimpressed. "And you clearly don't mumble 'Yes, I will be your princess' in your sleep."
Wait, what?! She did that?! Spirits, it was so embarrassing… Katara wanted to hide her face behind her hands, but they were covered in fish guts.
"Just give your mother what she wants." Gran-gran said from her chair in the corner of the room. "I am curious to hear about the lad who got my granddaughter's interest as well."
Dang, what can she say now?
"D-do we have too?"
"Yes." Mom said. "We have postponed it enough. As your mother I have the right to know who my daughter wants a future with, or you would prefer this to be addressed at the dinner table?"
"No!" Katara yelled as she thought about her father learning about her defiantly not crush on Zuko. "Ahm, I mean that it won't be necessary."
The to older women looked at her, waiting.
"Well, he's… Not exactly from the tribe…"
Gran-gran snorted in response. "Of course he isn't. Unless you are interested in your brother, there are no boys your age around here."
"Please, good-mother, let her talk." Mom said. "There is no need to antagonize her farther."
Grandma snorted again, but said nothing.
"He's… tall?" Katara tried, it was hard for her to talk about boys. "Like, this high. With a very fit figure, strong arms and rock-hard abs."
"How many?" Mom asked in interest.
Katara made a number with her fingers and her mother whistled in appreciation. "Not bad, sweetie, not bad at all."
"By the way." Mother added. "Should I be worried about how you knew about his abs? You weren't up to any mischief, were you?"
"N-no!" Katara blushed. "I-it's just that he works out shirtless…"
"Completely unaware of the attention he's getting, no doubt." Mom said sagely, while meaning the exact opposite. Honestly, Katara was pretty sure Zuko was just that dense and clueless.
"So, what's his name?" Mom asked as they washed their hands.
"And is he a bender?" Gran-gran added.
Spirits, she can't say Zuko's name!
"Well…" Katara postponed the inevitable. "He is a bender…"
"So he's an earth bender?" Mom asked.
Mom's look quickly turned sour as Katara had trouble finding a reply. "La and Tui, a fire bender? Your father is going to have a stroke." Gran-gran only snorted again, as if saying that a stroke would be the best reaction possible.
Katara, on her side, hid her face behind her now clean hands in shame and tried to look as small as possible.
Katara felt a calm hand resting on her shoulder, when she looked up, she saw her mother's understanding face.
"Look sweetie, I'm not mad at you." Mom said. "I may not approve, but I do not hold it against you. Consider everything, you didn't have many other alternatives. So I understand, I don't really like it, but I understand. Just let's keep it between us ladies, alright?"
Katara nodded, relieved.
"So how did you two meet?" Mom asked.
"He… was on Zuko's ship." Katara said, not really lying.
"How old is he again?" Mom asked, a silver of concern in her eyes.
"About a year or two older than me, why?
"Oh, nothing dear." Mom sighed in relief. "Please go on."
"Well, he was very nice to both Sokka and me, much better then I hoped." Katara remembered her initial fears when the two of them got aboard the ship. "He also promised to help searching for you, more than Zuko bargained."
And wasn't that true, Katara thought that Zuko was just going to point dad to the right direction and leave it at that, but the prince actually went all the way through and assaulted Amora, fighting that monster Mi-Sha on his own. Sure, Zuko had his own reasons, but Katara couldn't help but imagine as if he did all that just for her.
"He also helped me a little with understanding how bending works." Katara remembered with a little blush how close the two were when Zuko instructed her. Her adolescent mind couldn't help but evolve the situation, especially when Zuko held her to correct her moves.
"Hm, and what's his name?" Mom asked the single question Katara couldn't answer.
"I… am, I don't remember?" Katara tried to dudge, miserably so if the faces of the other women were any indication.
"Look, it's not like it matters. I'm not going to see him ever again." Katara said before adding somberly. "Besides, he had this cow that always around him."
"Oh?" Mom was interested. "Do tell about the competition."
Katara then began to describe Jasmine and the complicated relationship she had with her friend slash competitor.
"And it's just not fair!" Katara exclaimed whenbshe complained about the physical differences that the spirits decided to give to the two young women. "I can't compete with that!"
"Honey, you're much prettier than you think." Mom calmed her down. "Besides, the one true way to fetch a man is through his stomach. I hardly think that this Jasmine has your talent."
Katara thought about that single time when Jasmine tried to make a breakfast for Zuko to get his attention, the less talked about the thing, the better. Katara still didn't understand how someone could butcher a salad. Those black fumes from the dark purple goo was unnatural, and she swore that she saw a face crying in agony between the bubbles.
"Maybe you're right…" Katara concluded. "But it's not like I will meet him again, let alone manage to cook him."
"Hopefully." Both older women muttered.
"Don't worry, dear, I'm sure that you'll find the right man soon enough." Mom said as she hugged Katara.
"Where?" asked Katara.
Mother opened her mouth to say something but stopped herself. She tried again, but didn't have the words once more. Mom turned in the end to Gran-gran for help, but the old woman just shrugged her shoulder.
"I'm sure that he'll come when the time is right." Mom said in the end.
It was Katara's turn to snort now. But then again, Zuko did come out of nowhere, maybe he'll do it once again. This did put Katara in a better mood.
"You still didn't tell us his name." Mom stated.
"Lee!" Katara said quickly, it was the name Zuko sometimes used when he wanted to walk around incognito. The other women caught up her slip, if their looks were anything to go by, but decided to not press.
"Well then, since this 'Lee' got you interested so much, I think it's time for the mother-daughter talk." Mom said as she emphasized 'Lee'.
"B-but Gran-gran already told me where children come from!" Katara really didn't need to hrar that again.
"Oh, no, that was the first part." Mom clearafied. "I'm talking about the second part."
"Second part?" Katara asked in confusion as she noticed Gran-gran getting up and leaving.
"Oh, yeah." Mom nodded. "The first part is about the 'how', the second part is about the 'how to'.
Oh dear…
Katara started to run, but mom caught her and sat her.
"Now, when you see a boy that makes you feel good inside, the first thing you should do is-"
It was after she had finished the talk, and her daughter had run away with ruby colored face to find some dark corner to hide in, that her mother-in-law came back.
"You understand that she's smitten over the prince, tight?" The older woman stated.
"Obviously." Kya snorted, it wasn't that hard to put two and two together. "She's hardly that discreet."
"And you think that you and my son were any better?" Kanna asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Probably not." Kya admitted. "But my daughter blown me in the forbidden love department, she bit you as well."
"This is a disaster." Kanna stated. "If even a rumor about this gets out, there will be chaos."
"Then nothing gets out." Kya stated. "But we need to keep her mind away from daydreaming, your side of the family has a history of doing reckless things because matters of the heart."
Kanna just sighed, there was no point in arguing over facts.
"We need new blood." The mother of the chief said. "A water tribe one. We can't go on like that, or we'll end up marrying brothers and sisters."
"Good luck convincing everyone after the greenhouse scandal." Kya stated. "It must be a water tribe, and the nearest tribe like that is on the other side of the world. It's literally in the name. Besides, if those stuck ups on the north even gave a dime, they would have done something in the last hundred years."
Kanna, who used to be one of said stuck ups, didn't have anything she could say to disagree.
"I'll talk to my husband, see what can be done about getting new people." Kya concluded.
Why things could never be simple…
AN
And here was the chapter, hope you liked it.
Chapter 51: Chapter 49
Chapter Text
I Don't own Avatar the last air bender.
chapter 49
Deep in the spirit world, sensō, the spirit of war and conflict, sat on his throne. It was an atrocious thing, literally made out of the suffering of all who knew the horrors of war. Be it self aware or not. No number of words could do justice to how horrible and demented the ever shifting and ever-growing thing was.
All around the spirit, as far as the eye could see, the land was filled with brine and sulfur. Rivers of fire, and something too red to be water, originating from the throne created a vein-like pattern all around.
It is not to say that the land was without any life, far from it. Many spirits regarded those nightmarish planes as their home, wither they wanted it or not. All those emotions mankind produced during war created such a variety of spirits. From the rage and suffering of the soldiers who lived and died by the sword to the loss and pain of the mothers who had their babies kidnapped. All got their representation here.
And on top of the throne sat its master. The ever-changing colossal figure of the single spirit of war of the spirit world. He sat on the throne, as if resting, and trails of smoke came to his mouth, as if he was breathing it.
Only if one looked closely, and had the ability to look at such a thing, they would have discovered that this trial of smoke is actually a river of souls. All those who died in war, being fed to the spirit. Literal lambs for the slaughter, meat for the grinder.
It was sad and ironic in so many ways.
But let it never be said that the war spirit only takes. Once sensō devours the souls, he feeds on their essence. All what they were, all what they felt, all what they knew, all what they could have been, it is all food to the ever-growing spirit.
And when the soul is rid of anything to chain it down, it is released from the bottom of the throne or from one of the rivers to start the journey anew. Hopefully a better one than the last, with nothing to hold it back.
It was a circle of life, so to say, one proposed, designed by, and put to practice, by the war spirit.
"You did what?" The war spirit asked the only other spirit in the room who wasn't a mere extension of Sensō's will.
"I have made a miscalculation." The mother of faces said from the ground as she looked up to the other spirit.
She stood there at full size with all of her glory, a mountain by herself, but next to sensō she looked like a flying lemur standing next to a sky bison. That was how big the war spirit grew.
"Obviously." The master of all war snorted. "What did you expect? They are made of flesh and bones, they can't be at two places at once, nor can two of them possess the same place at the same time. I expected a higher standard from a spirit of your caliber."
"I will not hear about work ethics from the spirit of war himself! War crimes are literally part of you!" the Mother defended herself. "I lost myself to pettiness, I know. My desire to hurt the Oni overridden my thinking, and now the best opportunity to end this threat is compromised."
It wasn't seen, but Sensō rolled his eyes behind the mask.
"And you came to me… Why?" The war spirit asked. "State of the mortal mind is looking like a problem for our own spirit of wisdom."
"The owl refused to interfere with the human world." The Mother answered. "And while he does have the theory, probably, you have experience with the traumas of the human mind more than any creature in existence. And between us, the chances of you accepting to help are far greater than the owl's."
So the brute was more compassionate than the intellectual, go figure. But the Mother's logic was sound, Sensō had a close relationship with how war break sentient beings.
"And why should I even help?" He asked. "That sounds like a 'your' problem, I have enough duties to do as is."
"It may be our best chance to end the Oni's rampage before it starts, who knows how many spirits will perish if it's allowed to grow in power again." Surly the war spirit understood the risks, at least this was what the smaller spirit thought.
"Try harder." Was the reply. "Humanity always brought the best wars. If anything, it's a reason to not let the host be assassinated."
"Does the death of tens of thousands of spirits mean nothing to you?!" She raged. "And stop calling that thing 'Humanity'! It's a disease, not a part of the world!"
"No matter what name they choose for themselves, no matter what they or anyone else think, Sai is the very embodied of the human spirit. As for the disease part, humanity can be considered as a disease as well, and by many criteria."
"That thing is no spirit!" The Mother continued to rage. "Have you forgotten what it did to us?! What it did to me?!"
"Yes, I remember quite well that time when little Sai managed to enslave you and made you produce an inexhaustible number of monsters loyal only to them." Sensō remember eons past. Fun times, but he wouldn't tell her that.
"And yet you defend that abomination?!"
"Oh, I never said I defended them. I merely stated facts." Sensō said before looking down to the smaller spirit. "And a certain level of respect is needed when addressing to me, specter, especially when one seeks my help."
The threat was not ideal as well. The Mother Of Faces was an ancient spirit, her coming to existence is what led the forces of that time to be self-aware. But compared to something like Sensō, who existed as the very concept of conflict even before her, she had no delusions that she will run out of spectral bones to break when he is done with her.
"I gave you self-awareness." She stated.
"Indirectly." He responded. "And unintentionally. And yet, you have some leniency for this. So I will ask again, why should I help?"
"As of now, the war you so lovingly cradle like a baby is in a stalemate. If the abomination is allowed to continue, it will conquer the world. And with it ruling the mortal plane, there would be no wars for you to feed upon."
Sensō could put some holes in her argument, there will always be a resistance group. And even if not, human nature required conflict. Humankind can't live without war, be it for resources, religion, or any other justification. And Humanity knew it. They will find war for mankind, out of necessity if not out of will.
But it wasn't important right now. In any case, Agni's favorite mortal just had too much potential to let her be thrown away like that. Sensō was extremely curious to see what this girl has to offer to the war. He also was curious about what Agni has to say about the entire ordeal.
"Very well, I will deal with the girl's mental problems. Shouldn't take more than five minutes." The spirit of war declared. "Just cover for me until I return."
"I- ah… fine?" The Mother Of Faces thought that it would take more than that to move the war spirit. Perhaps the brute wasn't as beyond help as she thought. She still resented him for the beat-up he gave her son.
The river of souls had been redirected. Instead of feeding the war spirit, it now drained into a ball at Sensō's hand. It was no bigger than the nail of its creator, but still could contain the entire higher ring of Ba Sing Se with ease.
"Here, take this." He handed her the spare. "Process the souls while I'm gone."
The moment the Mother was handed the sphere, she almost got crushed under the weight of humanity's sin and suffering. She groaned in pain, both physical and mental, as she barely held the burden. She didn't even have the strength to look up to see if Sensō already left.
And to think that he held it like nothing!
The Mother Of Faces clearly regretted a few of her recent choices.
In the forests of the fire nation, a single dragonfly flew in the air. It moved with speed and precision that only a dragonfly is capable of. With the length of a grown man's hand, the dragonfly was bigger than most of its kind yet still small enough to be considered prey.
And yet, no bird of prey dared to come close to it. They sensed that it wasn't a regular insect, but even then, they didn't comprehend the sheer horror of the creature. For it was no mere dragonfly, but the very avatar of the war spirit itself.
One may question why would someone at Sensō's caliber would choose such a form, was it his favorite animal? The answer was no.
Sensō's favorite animals who contested for the first place were ants and termites and all their hybrids, for they are soldiers since birth, war made manifest in the animal kingdom. Humanity, as it is with this world war, doesn't hold a candle to the death and devastation those creatures face in a single park. Bees and Hornets came second, they too can't live without war.
But if Sensō had to choose one creature to become, it had to be a warrior and not a soldier. And for that, the dragonfly was the first choice. A hunter and predator so deadly it never misses, a warrior that knows what its target will do before the target itself, a flyer like no other that is nearly untouchable in air.
Honestly, the fact that the form needed to be a small one was a bonus.
The dragonfly flew through the trees until it reached its target. Princess Azula, who was now sitting next to a tree in a catatonic state. Sensō sat on her nose, looking at her. He had to admit that Agni had talent for choosing champions.
And now, came the ugly part of the job. The dragonfly repositioned itself so that its tail was right in front of the princess's nose and walked backwards. The tail entered the snot and continued its advance deeper and deeper until it reached the brain and Sensō could work his magic.
"This is disgusting." The war spirit muttered to himself. "She owns me one for this."
Sensō was no stranger to gruesome sights, he reveled in it. It literally came with the job. But all the gore in 'blood for the blood god, skulls for the skull throne' didn't cover sticking his butt through that.
In any case, once the process completed, Sensō began fixing the damage. First thing first, he shut down the neural activities and put the human to a coma. It would do to rid her from trauma just to replace it with another.
Now began the process of slicing up the components and memories of the mother and suppurating them from the daughter. A lot of iterations of cut and paste were involved, but in the end, there were two separate entities. Sensō also placed it so that the daughter's identity was the dominant one.
Now came the filtering part. Sensō placed a buffer zone, a bridge of sorts, that worked like 'master slave' protocol little Sai was so proud of inventing. The daughter could sand out order to seek information from the mother, but otherwise there was no connection between the two. The mother was basically cocooned now, dormant.
Double checking that there wasn't something he missed, as well as making sure that all the memories of the daughter's identity from the point Mother breached her were erased completely, Sensō healed any physical injuries from the process and considered his work done.
And so, the dragonfly fetched its tail from the girl. Said tail was covered in all kinds of liquids better not mentioned.
"This is disgusting…"
And so, the war spirit flew back to the spirit world, with a full minute to spare, but not after leaving one final parting gift. War, like life itself, was very dull with all work no play after all.
One may say, 'The two worlds were separated by Raava and the first avatar Wan, spirits couldn't just travel back and force at will'. The truth is that in effect the small and weak spirits, and got weaker through the centuries. For greater spirits it was more like a fence to climb over, a bump in the road for Sensō.
Perhaps Raava thought that the stronger the spirit is, it would show more 'maturity' and will stay in the spirit world. Honestly, Sensō couldn't understand what The First Action was thinking. But perhaps connecting oneself to a human, influences your thoughts.
Ancient history (that for Sensō was yesterday news) aside, he flew to his throne and regained his true self. There he saw the Mother at her last leg as she was going to be crushed by humanity's weight.
"It wasn't even five minutes." He said as he took the ball with ease and sat on his throne. The ball was shattered like glass between his fingers and the river of souls continued its original trail, to his mouth. "In any case, I am done. The girl is cures from the trauma you gave her, all the other traumas are a different story."
"How…" The smaller spirit asked as she rested on her knees, breathing heavily. "How do you do it…"
"You will have to be more clear." Sensō raised an eyebrow behind his helmet.
"How do you bear it all, all the time." She continued. "All this suffering… all this experience… I watched the life of each and every soul that died to war in those five minutes, the sheer magnitude of all the perspectives… it's overwhelming, it nearly broke me. How do you manage to do it for eternity? And so easily?"
"I am made of sterner stuff." The war spirit said it as a fact. "By definition, I was built for it. Literally. You speak of it as if it's some great burden, for me it's a day to day task. You baffled at how I manage, I'm baffled at how everyone else can't."
"But surely you get tired from time to time." The Mother asked.
"I am the spirit of war and conflict." Sensō declared. "And weakness will not be tolerated."
"Besides." He continued. "As you experienced just now, it's not like someone can just take over for a while."
"I see…" The spirit of identity said after a while. "Thank you, for your help. I have achieved… new perspectives from the experience."
"Getting your own medicine is making you sorry?" Sensō asked.
"Yes." The Mother said with no hesitation in her voice. "I am mature enough to admit when I'm in the wrong. A soul of tar she may be, but the little girl didn't deserve what I had done for her."
"By the your leave then, my lord." She bowed.
"Be well." Sensō nodded and The Mother Of Faces disappeared.
Something was wrong, it was the thing Xing thought.
The vixen continued her attacks relentlessly. Strike after strike, bite after bite. All things considered, she was far weaker than the old fox who shared her number of tails, somewhere around the level of a six-tail or so. Which brought the following question: She shouldn't be a problem to deal with, so why was it so hard?!
For some unknown reason, Xing's attacks were far weaker than they should be, the explosions missed their mark by a bit and have been less potent than they should have been, and Xing reaction time became bigger. Heck, Xing even retreated instead of parry, that never happened!
It could feel the frustration of the vixen, however. She was angry at Xing for killing all those foxes, but it was a different kind of anger from what Xing felt when facing a prey that just watched their entire close ones being killed and devoured by the hound. It reminded Xing more of the behavior of one who had their hard work just ruined for them, or having been denied a grand prize.
Be it as it may, it still didn't answer the question of why Xing was underperforming. It was as if the hound didn't want to win, or didn't want to hurt her.
Another jump to the side to avoid another stream of blue flames. Once again, having a clear shot but not utilizing it. The vixen came at the hound with a grace Xing never seen before, and the black beast could only react when the vixen was almost too close. The keyword was almost. Even with the late reaction, Xing could have smashed her to the floor with ease. She may be fast, but Xing was faster. But yet again, Xing missed the opportunity.
A strange thing was that the more the vixen fought, the weaker the smell she emitted was. It helped Xing to concentrate a little, but not by much.
As she continued her, admittingly useless, attacks, Xing backed more and more away. One misstep caused him to step on a stone and lose balance. The vixen, noticing this, used the opportunity to jump on the bigger animal. The result was the two of them falling downhill like a wheel. Xing, being bigger, stronger and the more martial capable, had the upper paw when they stopped falling.
The vixen was forced down to the ground with her back up, face pressed against the ground. Xing was above her, locking her movements and pressing the weight down. The vixen tried with all her might to move, fear was taking hold as she thought that her fate was the same as all the other foxes before her. In her panic, her tails moved to every possible corner and in the process touched a place that made Xing shiver a little with an unfamiliar feeling.
Confused, the vixen noticed the change in her captor. Repeating her movements, and making Xing shiver again, she studied the spot that made such an effect and Xing knew that somehow thing changed. The complete disappearance of fear from the vixen, combining with the overload of the smell the female produced were a clear enough sign. The knowing smile she shot at him was another dead giveaway.
The nine-tail easily crawled out from under him, her tails brush against Xing's neck up to the chin (Wait, how did she manage to escape?! Xing held her so firm before!). Once outside, she turned to face Xing and opened her tails like a peacock. It was a fascinating sight that Xing couldn't look away from.
The feeling of something touching Xing's fur broke the hound's daydreaming. Xing immediately noticed the vixen was near the neck, a single bite and she could cause sever harm! Xing knew it was too late to stop her, but for some reason she didn't go for the neck but… brushed herself against Xing's front limb? Yes, the vixen seemed to put her muzzle as if checking the condition of the limb's muscles.
And was she… purring?!
The sudden event caused Xing to stumble a little away, but it seemed to only empower the nine-tail as she continued her newfound way of assault. She brushed against each of Xing's limbs and against the sides of the belly. If anything, her purrs only grew stronger, as well as the smell she produced. She liked what she saw.
'There are many ways of sedating~'
Xing heard a beautiful voice in the head.
'There are many types of control~'
The vixen turned and brushed her tail against Xing's chin. When Xing looked at her again, the vixen hid her face from the snot downwards with her tails. Not unlike what those painted female imitations, who's current alpha wanted to have master's pups as well, did.
'There are many means of manipulation~'
The vixen now came closer to Xing as she swayed her figure hypnotically, the hound did nothing to stop her as she reached the male snot to snot.
'There are other types of hunger to quell~'
Her face brushed against Xing's. She reached to the ear and bit, playfully. Xing, who momentarily paused from the fact that the hound let someone so close to such a vulnerable place, then found the act a bit annoying if a little endearing. When Xing tried to bite back the same way, the vixen simply giggled in the hound's ear and skipped gracefully away.
'There are many actions of passion~'
Xing followed her, but the vixen just kept skipping at the last moment. To be fair, Xing also didn't try very hard to chase her. After a few tries, however, the vixen didn't move from her place as Xing jumped, and the two animals were once again entangled. Xing was on top of the vixen as before, but the vixen was with her back on the ground as she looked at Xing with a strong emotion.
'You have so much left to learn~'
She bumped her snot against Xing's and warped her tails around the hound's body, like fluffy scarves. She then pulled with the tails and slid underneath the belly escaped.
'If you want a next generation~'
She wiggled her tails and baited Xing to run after her.
'Show me how much you are willing to earn~'
She then ran away, signaling Xing to follow.
It was stupid. For all Xing knew, she was luring to a trap. There also wasn't a reason to stay, there was more than enough energy to return to the master. There were a thousand and one more reasons why Xing should return immediately, but all of them were cast aside.
For Xing was a he, and the vixen was a she. It was as easy as that. Xing's body moved as if on its own, to fulfil the task all living thing must. He was answering a call, one that was even stronger than a direct order from the master.
He began chasing after the Vixen.
This wasn't good, it wasn't good at all.
Katara was a much tougher case than Jasmine. The later may have been an air bender, a much greater crime then being a water according to the fire nation, but at least Jasmine had an alibi and could be said to be a loyal subject. Katara, on the other hand, not so much.
The water tribe girl was the daughter of the chieftain, and there was no denying that. And unlike the late and unlamented Mi-Sha, her father was still very much alive and did give a damn about her. By all sense, she should have been hunted and brought as a bargaining chip against her father.
The fact that she isn't even present doesn't help. At all.
All of those were facts that the accuser wasn't shy of letting be known. Really, it would take a miracle to just keep the young water bender unchained. No matter, it was Iroh's turn now.
"As we are speaking about the water bender, and not about prince Zuko's actions concerning her, I honestly see no reason for concern." Iroh stated.
"Have you finally gone senile, brother?" Ozai stated. "In case you didn't hear, there is a rough water bender on the loose. A direct daughter of a known enemy."
"Yes, but why kill a dying wolf when it will expire in its cave soon enough?" Iroh countered. "Hakoda and his men are back in their holes, their population is just not big enough to recover. In just a generation or two we'll see the complete end of the south tribe. And their way of life doesn't allow them to convert people to their tribe, you need to be born to it. Or to the north pole."
"And why shouldn't I just sand the armada to crush them once and for all, if they are as vulnerable as you say." Ozai squinted his eyes.
"Because Hakoda showed that he cares about his reputation more than his family." Iroh answered. "His entire campaign to free his wife is proof enough of this."
"I Don't follow." Good, that meant Iroh got his brother's attention.
"If he really cared about the wellbeing of his wife, Hakoda would have tried to parlay with the fire nation. And while we didn't have her, as she was actually taken to Mi-Sha through deceit, at the time Hakoda was sure it was us. He didn't stop his crusade even for a second to think that we may harm his wife if he continues, therefore it's clear that her life means little to him."
"The same should apply to the daughter. Taking her away will cause him to act, and the result will be a wounded rat that bites at our fingers instead of one that dies in the corner."
"Hmm…" Ozai brushed his beard. "A fine assessment, but perhaps we should get an opinion of an expert."
"Expert?" Whoever they may be, Iroh wondered.
A thin and old looking man went before the fire lord and bowed. He wore civilian clothes, of a good enough quality but not something a villager can't afford. Iroh didn't recognize him, however. No, it wasn't right. Something was familiar, but the retired general couldn't put his finger on it.
"Yon Rha" Ozai called. "Is a retired commander of the southern raiders, the last of them. He has decades of experience fighting against the southern barbarians."
"I live to serve." The old man said from his kneeling position.
Ah, that would explain it. Iroh didn't have much connection to the southern front.
"What do you say about my brother's idea, Yon Rha?"
"The barbarians of the south have proven quite adaptable, my lord." The man said. "My last raid, given to me by false information, have shown just how resourceful those savages can be if given resources of any kind. Their home forces them to. By the estimations that are given concerning the current population of the south pole, they lack the manpower needed to rebuild their civilization to anything more than a village to their name. In contrast, sending in forces will give them the opportunity to gain resources and rebuild themselves. In this case, I agree with prince Iroh's point."
"And the water bender?" Ozai asked.
"A no variable." Yon Rha stated. "She may have water bending, but she'll never master it enough to be considered a worthwhile threat to go after without a master to teach her. And that's if she'll have enough free time to self-train, which she wouldn't have now as she'll be too busy doing her chores and holding her tribe back from the brink of extinction."
"What's more, the undoing of the southern water tribe will be their very strength. Their adaptiveness and close community basically trapped them in their icy home instead of leaving for the continent for a better land. An invasion may force them to relocate outside the pole and will cause a hard to-track diaspora in which they will grow in a much more opportunist environment."
"And bringing the water bender here?" Ozai asked.
"As prince Iroh mentioned, chief Hakoda will start another expedition regardless to the wellbeing of his daughter. It may very well end with his men scattering across the continent and resulting the same problem we now face with unknown number of wild air benders."
"Hmm… a fair assessment." Ozai brushed his beard again. "But still, the lack of complete submission leaves a sour taste in my mouth. No, such an insult cannot be left unanswered. I want a direct supervision on the leftovers of the southern tribe if I see that they don't suffer enough, I'll order one final raid to finish them all. In any case, the problem will solve itself by the year's end."
By the year's end? Just what are you planning brother?
"The first sign the girl shows of anything resembling defiance against me, and her body will burn on the spire right here."
That wasn't a win, it was merely postponing the inevitable. But for now, for now it was enough.
Now there was only one person left, Zuko himself.
Hamma would have never thought that she would willingly step a foot in the fire nation capital, and the royal palace no less, but here she was. Standing among the crowd of fire nation citizen that she despised in every fiber of her bone. It was the lesser evil, she convinced herself, Hamma had to see how this trail was going.
It was decades after her escape from that accursed prison, and after she began her revenge on the fire nation. It was a passing rumor that she heard from travelers that told her about the possibility of a new water bender from the south tribe. Well, it didn't begin as a water bender.
It firstly started with rumors about the banished prince going to the south pole and returning with treasure as well as a water tribe girl as his attendance. Hamma scoffed at first. If there was such a treasure in the pole, the water tribe would have found it long ago.
Really, some of those tales were just so wild. In any case, if there really was a "Katara" girl, she pitted the poor las. Hamma couldn't imagine how it was to be under someone so monstrous as a prince of the fire nation.
It did make her want to go and check on her home, but she couldn't bring herself to face those old memories. Perhaps it was a mistake now, because the next thing she heard was shocking.
Apparently, this "Katara" girl wasn't only real, but a water bender and the daughter of the current chieftain of the southern tribe. This Hakoda who's name she was familiar with somehow. And the fire lord was so furious that he imprisoned his own son for a trial.
The moment she heard it, she knew that she had to gather as much information as possible. Her time here was over, she had a student she needed to teach her legacy to. And so, she sold her inn for cheap and used the money to reach this trail, as well as save it for the trip to the south pole.
She of course had to tie loose ends, so to speak, and got rid of the people she imprisoned with her blood bending. It won't do for the fire nation to know about her existence because she was sloppy. They wailed in their death as much as they did in their life.
She got in time for the part of the trail where they discussed about the water bender, which was exactly what she needed. Hamma could feel her old body straining as is, she wasn't sure she could have managed to stand for so long for another few days.
Oh, but self-control was the hardest part. Before her were some of the people she despised the most. Generals and aristocrats of the fire nation that fattened themselves from the suffering of her people live the bloated leaches they were. And she was forced to hear that rat Yon Rha and that devil Ozai talk so casually about eradicating her tribe. Oh, if it was a night with a full moon…
But it wasn't. And somehow, she wasn't sure even blood bending would help her overcome the arrogant demon sitting on his firey throne. The power of the fire lord… radiated, for lack of better term, through her bones. She felt it at first when she entered the capital, dismissing it as her emotions playing with her, and felt it more and more as she got closer to where the trail was being held.
It was honestly frightening and overwhelming. Hamma felt that even if she tried and succeeded to blood bend this evil, a single roar from the fire lord would break every bone in her fragile old body. It was no wonder why the royal family thought that they had a chance in taking over the world with the avatar gone. It also made her feel a strange mix of fear at the power that could have gone to the south and erased them at any given opportunity, indignation and offence that the fire lords didn't think that the tribe was worthy of their personal attention, and relief that she didn't have to face that.
But it also made the need to pass her teachings even more dire. The fire nation planned the complete destruction of her tribe, at a year's time no less. Hamma can't defeat this evil, but perhaps this Katara girl could.
Of course, Hamma will have to stay for the prince's trail. Not because she cared about what happened to him, she would have preferred him to die in a pit, but because hearing him will give her a much-needed information about the happenings of the tribe.
"Argh…" Azula woke up with the worst headache ever. "What happened…?"
She remembered meeting the spirit, she remembered the spirit putting a hand (was it right to call this thing a hand?) on her face, and then nothing. A feeling of something wet oozing down her face caught her attention. Putting her hand on it, she discovered it came from her… nose?
"Ew…"
What in Agni's name was it? And it wasn't just snot, there were traces of blood and… other things she didn't know and didn't want to know. She quickly washed it on her sleeve. Not the most dignified thing for a princess, but when out of options…
As she stood, a bit shaky at first, a weight in her pocket caught her attention. When pushing her hand, she fished a pristine silver knife. It was pure in a way that no manmade metal can be, even for someone who understood little of blades like Azula it was clear. It is interesting what someone like Mai would say.
It was also meant for stabbing someone, a very specific someone. The blade just gave off this feeling even without what that spirit had told her. To slide between the ribs, to tear through the back muscles, it had the singular purpose to pierce someone's heart. A heart for a heart.
What was the last part?
Azula shook her head, discarding the thoughts. Focusing instead on the tingly feeling she got on the back of the hand that was holding the blade. It briefly showed a mask like mark, not unlike one of the faces of The Mother Of Faces. It was a reminder of their deal, Azula knew. And for some reason she also knew that it would hurt her the more she didn't fulfill her end of the bargain.
"Right, killing Zuko…"
She had to save her father from whatever it was that controlled her brother, a headache suddenly formed at the thought. She wasn't so sure as she was before. No, never mind, she will kill two birds with one stone. As a bonus, she may even be able to do something with this Oni. If it raised her failure of a brother so much, Agni knew what the limits for a prodigy like herself were.
So why was something inside of her yelled that it would be a terrible mistake?
As she put the blade back in the pocket, she noticed that something was written on her hand.
"If you want to know things about your mom, just close your eyes and think of a question. You will see a scene being played. Don't worry about the fog, it's just things your mother forgot or didn't see."
There was a smiley drawn at the end for some reason. Oh wait, there was more.
"P.S: Sorry for the mess."
A sad smile was drawn.
"P.S.S: Look what I did to your other hand~"
What?!
Azula immediately looked at the other hand, only to find that some doodle of a bird's beak was drawn on the thumb. The doodle was connected to her other fingers, making a rooster-like head in the middle of it, there was something written.
"It's a cock! Cool, right? I did it with my mouth!"
Was it a spirit older than humanity itself or a kindergarten brat?
Truly, the ways of spirits were beyond her understanding.
AN
And we are finally getting to the good part of the trail, Zuko had been passive long enough.
Chapter 52: Chapter 50
Chapter Text
I Don't own Avatar the last air bender.
chapter 50
'I still can't believe that the bribe to Yon Rha worked.' Zuko said inside his head as he was led back to the cells. 'I still don't know if making him the responsible for the boot camp was the right choice, the man is far from the image I want the new recruits to see and imitate.'
At Sai's idea, Zuko started to build the foundations of a sizable force that will act as his personal army. It will consist of not only fire benders and fire nation citizens, but of earth benders and people from the colonies as well. It will be the first unit in his imperial army.
Zuko adored the fire army, it served his family and the fire nation well and loyaly, but it simply wasn't fit for the future Zuko envisioned. There will be an empire, a single entity to rule over each and every corner of the world. The first global empire. And for that, it's army needed to be able to assimilate all the different cultures, something the fire army lacked.
Oh, sure. The fire army had its earth bending units and others from the colonies, but those were criminals forced to serve. Their loyalty was doubtful at best and the regular army never forget to remind them of it. No, the entire construction of the military had to be reorganized. And for that, Zuko needed to start small.
Loban offered a great platform for this. As a wealthy businessman with a lot of properties, no one would bet an eye if he creates a private military company to protect his interests. And Zuko offered through third channels a job as an instructor for _ if he spoke for Katara.
"He's ruthless, unreasonable, cruel and has the dire need to prove himself above others. What's more, he's a coward with a dire need to escape his overbearing mother." Sai explained. "He's perfect to break in the new recruits."
'But aren't you afraid that he'll discriminate?' Zuko thought back. 'It would be counter productive.'
"That's the entire beauty here. He is an equal opportunist, as in treating others beneath him equally. You can't be considered a racist if you hate everyone the same."
There was some warped sense in Sai's words.
"He's fear of returning to his mother will keep him in line enough, and the inferiority complex will motivate him to bring the best of his cadets as he can't gain glory on his own as an instructor."
'If you say so…' Zuko still had his reservation, but Sai hadn't failed him so far.
It wasn't long before he was thrown the his cell.
"How was Katara's part?" Jasmine asked as her brother skullked in the corner, Mi-Dved didn't take well the results of Jasmine's own trail. It was concerning, Zuko wouldn't lie.
"As good as it could get." Zuko answered honestly. "She isn't off the hook, but father postponed it enough to make it not matter."
Zuko checked beforehand that the guards couldn't hear what he says. Both those at the cell doors and the secret service in the walls.
"So now it's just you then." Mi-Dved said, not moving from his spot. Did Zuko already said that he was concerned? "You know that he's going to kill you, right? As someone who's father almost did kill him, I can recognize the look in his eyes."
"He will try." Zuko admitted. It didn't seem so far-fetched now after his father burnt him, again. "But I have a history of disappointing him after all."
Mi-Dved kept quiet. Zuko will have to do something about it soon.
"All the more reason to kill your father."
'Not now, Sai.'
"Then perhaps we should practice for your show? It must be perfect after all."
'Fine.'
Tomorrow was the big day after all.
Azula studied again the scene before her. The moment mom left her and Zuko's room for the one final time. Mom kissed Azula on the forehead before she left.
Azula already saw the entire chain of events that led to this, from the moment young Zuko barged in tears to mom to this very moment. The entire usurpation of her father. At least she knew why mom left now.
It made her think. Would father have done the same if it was her that the then fire lord Azulon demanded? Actually, if she already thought about it, was Azulon senile?! You didn't like your son disrespecting you dead grandson, so you order him to kill your other grandson? What the heck?!
No, seriously, who in their right mind would think that was a good idea? Azula wanted to think that it was just purging the weak, getting rid of the failure Zuko was. Yes, it did make sense in a way.
Uncle Iroh was old (or at least did his damn best to act like an old geezer), the fact that he was physically able to produce children was a big if, let alone remarry and raise them. It meant that Ozai's children, meaning her and Zuko, were the only candidates for the throne.
Now the choice between her and Zuko was easy, she was a prodigy and he was a failure, but his ill-fated birth date placed him above her in the line of succession. Therefore, getting rid of Zuko was only pragmatic. It was simple as that.
Another shock was the supposed prophecy that talked about a union of Sozin's and Roku's bloodline ending the war. It was certainly a surprise to learn that her other great-grandfather was avatar Roku, but not such a world-shattering discovery. Even without the stupid prophecy, it was only logical to strengthen the royal family by having an avatar's blood assimilated.
Honestly, she was surprised by the fact that no one thought to do it before the prophecy, and her conflicted thoughts about it.
The first thing was rage, rage that anyone dared to dictate how she should live her life. Only her father had the right to do it. Second was that she was cheated.
It was clear that the prophecy meant her to be the hero, there was no doubt about it. She was the prodigy while Zuko was the failure, she was born on Agni's day. For crying out loud, she was the earliest to discover her fire bending in known history.
And then what happened? Zuzu got himself banished like the moron he is and instead of rotting himself at a wild goose chase around the world, the luck that seemingly left him from the moment of birth was gathered to one single event. Zuko accidentally (she refused to believe that her brother had any idea of what he was doing) found the only thing that made him the threat he is now.
That damn Oni stole her birthright! She was supposed to be the next fire lord, the child of the prophecy, the one who won for the fire nation the hundred years war. She was supposed to be the greatest hero of the fire nation since the first fire lord!
Instead, her brother used cheats to steal her spotlight. And that enraged her to no end.
But it also made things easier. If the Oni was what made her brother as successful as he is now, all she had to do was to take that Oni away and Zuzu will return to his normal loser self.
The scene of her mother giving her a kiss and leaving for the final time played again. Azula discarded it and opened her eyes, if a bit shakenly. She will kill Zuko and reclaim her place as the best, no matter what.
Zuko knelt for the final trail, his own.
"Prince Zuko." The royal accuser called. "You are hereby accused of fraternizing with enemies of the fire nation, knowingly giving shelter to a water bender and an air bender, compromising military operations, and undermining the fire lord's influence."
"You have been in bed with Hakoda of the southern tribe and even mentored his children. And instead of getting rid of the menace while he was in your grasp, you let him leave with both his children. Costing the fire nation a loss of great bargaining power over the south pole."
"Your decision had impacted the entire military strategy in all fronts, throwing decades long plans through the window. The invasion of Amora itself cost tens of thousands of personnel that lacked in more pressing fronts. To make matters worse, you have overridden the fire lord's decree numerous times and in doing so, made others sin as well. Your actions are bordering with treason"
"Yes, Zuko." His father said. "Explain."
Uncle Iroh was about to open his mouth, but Zuko beat him to it. This was Zuko's fight, and he had to say a few things that were critical for the crowd to hear. Here he laid his foundations for the empire, he wouldn't be silent.
"Easily." Zuko said casually. "It was by your order."
"What…" By dad's expression, and the complete silence of the court, Zuko figured he had about five seconds before dad goes berserk. So he explained.
"You sent me a letter, remember? An order to hunt down the corruption that spread through the colonies and those responsible by any means necessary. Everything I did, was by your orders."
Zuko saw how mad dad was as he heard those words. And honestly? Zuko didn't feel bad at all about it
"You dare to put the blame on me?!" Dad yelled, the throne he sat on burnt accordingly. "You made deals with active enemies of the state, you hosted and trained a water bender and an air bender, you wasted countless resources in your petty task, and that's your excuse?!"
The flames rose even higher.
"Even a brain-dead rodent would have been wise enough to report his plans and ask permission, and you mentioned none of those in your weekly reports! I should smite you here and now!"
"Brother, don't be hasty!" Uncle Iroh rose as dad seemed to stand up.
"Must have been lost in delivery." Zuko casually said as he rose on his feet as well, chains and all.
"All know now of Mi-Sha's reputation now, the boogie man that held the entire southern part of the continent at his none existed mercy with his crime empire. He was the strongest air bender in the world, and I couldn't even see half the battlefield."
Zuko pointed to his once again scarred eye.
"Some water benders have the ability to heal with their bending, such a healing is unparalleled by anything else in the world. If I wanted to bring my body back to full capacity to fight the likes of Mi-Sha, I knew that I had to find such a water bender. This is why I took her in."
"Each and every step I took was for the nation and its people. I devised instruments that made the army jump decades from what it was before, my reforms gave a major rise in the quality of life in all parts of the empire. All those far outweigh whatever benefits I took, who all were as well for the sake of hunting down Mi-Sha."
Sure, Zuko was dancing a lot around the legality of a single letter from the fire lord, but Zuko knew his father well enough in this situation. If dad dismisses Zuko's argument, then he basically admits that his word is not absolute. And that was out of the question.
Now it was the question of what was more important to dad, his pettiness or his authority?
"This was not what I meant when I wrote you this letter." Ozai replied. "You were meant to deal with petty crime, no more."
"And yet the letter meant all the same." Zuko continued. "Besides, I am expected to find and capture the avatar while maimed. Greater nigh impossible tasks seem to be the norm here, the confusion between such a trivial task and what is usually expected of me was great. But the results speak for themselves, I believe."
"Your results led to the safe escape of Hakoda, the presence of a trained water bender in the south pole, a displacement of tens of thousands of troops, and severe demographic changes." Ozai accused. "Mess that will be a thorn for generations."
"What I gave in return overshadow the so-called setbacks in the war." Zuko answered. "And was it not in both yours and mine duty to protect our subjects? Correct me if I'm wrong, but their safety takes priority over conquering new lands."
Zuko looked into his father's eyes as the older man gritted his teeth.
"As for the south pole, it was all part of the plan." Zuko explained. "I needed someone to backstab Mi-Sha as well as a competent yet disposable fodder to take care of his high-ranking generals, Hakoda proved himself prime candidate. And in doing so, I killed two birds with one stone."
"His forces got crippled, in a way that they will never be the same threat they once were. Hakoda lost his excuse to go to war, and the best part is that all of this didn't cost even a single fire nation causality." Zuko said with pride. "In 'fraternizing' with the water bender, I showed her exactly what her standing is there, and what her standing is in the civilized world. She will grow contempt there sooner than later, and in doing so will truly leave the south pole bender-less."
"If so, why are you giving those savages the means to feed themselves?" Dad accused. "This 'greenhouse' project of yours gives them the food they need to survive and defy us. What is your excuse for this?"
"Plenty." Zuko said. "But firstly, what is the status of the south pole? Have we conquered it or not?"
"Of course we conquered it." Ozai said impatiently. "They were broken long ago."
"And you admit that they never regained their independence, right?"
"What's your point?" Dad tapped his fingers on the throne.
"Well, if the south pole was assimilated, and haven't broken off, then lawfully speaking it's a part of the colonies and is under the royal families care. As it is our duty to evolve and spread the flame of enlightenment to the colonies, so it is our duty in the south pole. To tame the wilderness, to spread civilization, this is our purpose."
This patriotic look will gain favor among the select few nobles who still gave a damn about such thing, as well as whitewash other activities that may seem to be not in the fire lord's best interests.
"You are unbelievably naïve." Dad said with disgust. "You still are the same delusional weakling you were when I banished you, unfit to be a prince."
"I object." Zuko said calmly. "This entire nation was built on a hope for a brighter future as the first fire lord united it, this entire war is waged for a dream for peace, security and the betterment of all. To discard this, is to discard what we stand for."
"Nicely said, your highness." Sai spoke inside Zuko's head. "I'm impressed."
It did make Zuko feel better.
"But I did have ulterior motives." Zuko admitted. "It is true that the water tribe, such as it is now, is hardly fit to be brought to fold. They are too fixated on their outdated traditions to appreciate what they are offered. A wolf is just another dog in the end, and with dogs like those a beating isn't going to cut it."
"Fortunately, with the big bed wolf leaving the den with the rest of the hunters, the she-wolves and the pups were left unguarded. I knew that the window was closing in, so I struck."
"Long sleepless nights I thought how to solve this problem. The changing location of the village itself, if it was so easy to find, would have ended this problem long ago. Therefore, I needed to lure them in, like insects to a flower. And so, the most obvious solution was bribing them with the only thing they care about, food."
"I studied all the ways Hakoda could have fed his entire village while every hunter was away, and reached to the conclusion that the village is surviving through a smuggling line. Using this, as well as the eye I have developed for similar purposes, I have strangled that line completely. Leaving the south pole with no means to cope."
"But it wasn't enough." Zuko continued. The crowd was silent, eager to hear their prince's story. "By their very nature, the water tribes are adaptable. I have no doubt that they would have found a way to endure, even after a great cost. And here is where the true fangs are."
"Here, in their most vulnerable state, I gave them an out. I created the greenhouse and killed three birds with one stone in doing so. I made a proof of concept that the brilliance of the fire nation can reach every corner of the world and tame even the frozen tundra."
"In addition, I gave a solution to the desperate and the outcastes who otherwise would have turned to banditry out of no other choice. They became a helpful instrument for the empire. And last but not least, I have made an in with the water tribe."
"The greenhouse, bare of any outward connection to the fire nation, ensnared the locals. I did in a few weeks what the navy takes years to accomplish, by having the water tribe come to me like the scavengers they are. Without the men, they lacked the power to raid the greenhouse, therefore, cooperation was their only chance to get fresh food. It was a gamble using their darkest hour, and I won."
"They took the bait, they worked for the nation. And when they finally discovered just who they were working for, they were already too dependent on the food provided. And worse, they left their usual way of life. And with the men away for so long, it is only a question of time when the women will seek comfort elsewhere."
"You can't be seriously expect…" Dad said in an unbelievable tone.
"Actually, Loban." Zuko addressed the man in the crowd. "What is the status of the greenhouse?"
"I? Oh-well." Loban fumbled a little from the unexpected question, as well as him being put in the center of attention. And in front of the fire lord no less. Zuko silently apologized and promised himself to compensate the guy, but when needs, musts.
"Actually, it's a little funny." Loban continued as he fixed his glasses. "Just a day ago I got a quarry about a situation down south. Apparently, one of the women there was relocated permanently to the greenhouse after she was banished from her tribe. I wouldn't bore with the details, but an affair was involved."
"See?" Zuko made a point. "Dissolves already. If that's not a sign from Agni, then I don't know what is."
It seemed, however, that his response wasn't very much to the fire lord's liking. If the rise in temperatures was anything to go by.
"Then why did you let Hakoda and his dogs return?" Ozai asked in a barely concealed rage. "This is the very thing that your plan depended on."
"Hardly." Zuko said, undisturbed. "All it did was making them fight each other, killing each other from the inside. They can't get up from that without outside help, a help that will never come. This is the twilight of the south pole as a separate entity, and all was orchestrated by me."
Dad's temper began to rise higher and higher, the idea of being surpassed by his son was almost too much for him to handle.
"It seems that respect is still not something you learned than, boy." Ozai snarled. "And your overreaching is an enough sign of it. You put your hand in any new nonsense, you plaster your face on any wall available, are you trying to usurp me, boy? What is your excuse for that?!"
"Excuse?" Zuko asked in confusion. "I do the best I can to better the lives of all the people under the royal family's care. And if they use my achievements to advance their selling it's hardly my fault."
"Besides." Zuko said. "Last time I checked, none of those were crimes."
In other words, you're a whiny baby with a fragile ego and you can't press forward without admitting it to everybody. The smell of Ozone, and the cracking of electricity, however, showed that the whiny baby in question was far too aggregated to care.
"I had enough of you!"
Uncle Iroh, who understood what was going to happen, ran to the fire lord while yelling at him to stop.
"Oh, you've done it now." Sai said inside Zuko's head.
"DIE!"
A lightning bolt, not some run in the mill lightning achieved by bending but closer to a real honest to spirits lightning bolt, shot right at Zuko. The blast was so strong and so loud that everyone had to shut their eyes to not get blind, and even the farthest people in the crowd were thrown backwards.
Once the dust settled, and the people stopped screaming, Zuko was lying there. Barely moving, but alive all the same. He tried to get up, which had proven a herculean challenge.
Ozai was about to release another lightning bolt, but Iroh stopped him physically just in time.
"Enough, brother." He said calmly but with authority, holding back all the rage he felt right now. "You are embarrassing yourself."
Ozai, with a murderous look, relented in the end. For despite his disregard for those beneath him (which for him were everybody), he cared very much about his image.
"Two thousand whips, from tomorrow's dawn till sunset." He ordered as he turned his back and started leaving. "And get this thing out of my sight.
Zuko, who was now on his knees trying to stay conscious, was having a different conversation.
"You know that you're lucky that I absorbed 99.999 percent of the attack, right?" Sai stated. "If he had decided to be more mundane and merely burn you alive there would have been little I could do."
'Thanks for having my back…'
"Always, your highness."
'Agni, that hurts… I would have been ashes now…'
"And that was a single strike. Do you understand now why I decided to avoid confrontation? For now, at least."
'Yeah… A head on fight is definitely off the table. Spirits, I hope whatever was torn now wasn't important.'
"I'll worry about it, you should take your rest for now. You should prepare yourself for your big day tomorrow."
'Don't remind me…' Zuko said as everything became dark.
That was… something. Hamma thought to herself as she watched the unconscious prince being carried away. Today was honestly frightening, for all kinds of reasons.
At first, she didn't know what to make of the prince. He didn't look special at first glance to her, especially compared to his father whose mare presence made her sudder, but she was proven wrong. The prince was just as dangerous as his sire, if not more so.
The fire lord was might incarnate, no ands, ifs, or buts, to face him was to face to court death. The prince, however, was akin to a colorful serpent that breathed deceit like perfumed air. You wouldn't suspect a thing as it slithers and bits you.
A quick conversation also told her that the scar on his face was days old, made by his own father. That created a lot of other disturbing questions, but Hamma wasn't going to go down that rabbit hole. In any case, she saw how the prince should have looked without the maiming from a poster on the street. Yes, the boy could sway the hearts of maidens aplenty alright, she will have to make sure that this Katara isn't compromised.
Which brought her to the main reason why the prince frightened her so. This scheme that he hatched, the machinations he applied, the sheer size of this conspiracy… it was scary. What he laid down so systematically is nothing less than the destruction of her entire civilization. As genocides went, it was no less severe than what Sozin achieved with the air nomads. Even if it is much less violent.
And to think that he thought about it just recently…
No, the prince had to die. The fire nation is already overpowered the southern tribe ridiculously, there is little change if the fire lord is a complete monster (in more than one sense) like Ozai or not. But if there would be a fire lord as ruthlessly cunning as Zuko, there will be no place to escape or endure.
Fortunately, it seems like this problem at least is going to take care of itself. Hamma knew that all the people of the fire nation were monsters, and it was only expected from the fire lord to be the biggest monster of them all, but even she wasn't expecting the sheer depravity of the fire lord.
La and Tui, she thought that she was going to die when she was thrown back from the blast, and she was at the end of the crowd! Honestly, she was downright bewildered to see that the prince was alive and in one piece, the charred carter on ground around him made it very plain that Ozai didn't pull his punches (at least she hoped so).
So he wasn't just fatally cunning, but ridiculously sturdy as well. Just great. At least it looked like the fire lord has things handled here, sturdiness means little against that amount of power.
Ozai will have to go as well there was no other way. If Hamma wasn't sure before, now it was clear. She alone can't match Ozai, so she will train someone who could. A squad of blood benders, young and strong, will sneak and into the palace and murder the fire lord as he sleeps. There was no other way, nothing could stand up to this monster.
Now she was at a crossroad. On one hand, she had what she came for, she already confirmed the existence of a water bender in the south pole and heard the plans that the fire nation has for her people (disturbingly detailed as well). On the other hand, tomorrow the prince will probably die, but considering the fact that he survived a lightning bolt hit head on nothing was to be taken for granted.
In the end, Hamma decided, it was worth sacrificing another day for certainty. The fire nation isn't going to immediately attack, and the water bender isn't going anywhere after all.
"By mom! By dad! See you later?" Katara called as she and Sokka left their village.
"Be back soon!" Mom replied as Sokka and her went farther with their canoe.
"Remind me again why did you insist on taking a boat for your water bending practice?" Sokka said as he prepared the canoe. "Don't get me wrong, I love being outside in the freezing middle of nowhere just like the next guy, but why doing all of this?"
"You don't have to follow me, you know." Katara said with a bit of a snark. "I can defend myself. Actually, I can probably defend myself better than you."
"Right. Last time I left you alone, you almost got kidnapped by a sadistic crime prince and his psycho girlfriend. So Koh no, I don't leave you alone here." Katara didn't have anything to rebuke this. "And you're avoid the question."
In the end, Katara sighed and relented.
"Sorry." She apologized. "It's just that… no one leaves me alone ever since we got here. It's always 'show this trick' or 'do that thing', they never stop. Apparently, being a real water bender is a much bigger deal than being able to water bend. And worse, they start asking questions about how I learnt a move, questions that the two of us know that I can't answer. I just… I just need a few hours of break."
"Some time to yourself without being judged, eh?" Sokka looked at the horizon as they sat on their boat. "Yeah, I can understand. All this attention can be overwhelming. A few hours away from everything is sometimes just what I need. The village can be… constricting something."
"Constricting?" Katara had never seen her brother so philosophical.
"It's like…" Sokka stopped as he thought of a way to explain, in the end he just sighed. "Look, I love the village, but don't you ever think that there is… more? It's just that after everything, the village seems just… dull. Wake up, practice, eat, practice more, help with some small hunt, practice. It's just so repetitive now. I want to live, you know, not just… be."
And she understood him, Katara really understood where her brother was coming from. They both experienced the wider world, under Zuko's constant gaze, sure, but experienced none the less. The experience the two of them gained in this last year or so was greater than any other period in their life.
And this put them in a conflict. It was a big no-no to just go and leave the community, everyone had to put their weight to survive, but what if they didn't need to? Katara will do anything for her family, which is why she agreed to stop her work in the greenhouse (not without some vocal arguments with her dad). She understood the fragile situation the tribe was in, and also understood the trouble of having the chief's daughter working in the greenhouse after that scandal. This is why she relented.
But her time outside also made her want to realize herself, to be more than the traditional housewife she was eventually expected to be.
"I know what you mean." She said after a while. "But it's still better than being out there in the frontline."
"Oh, totally." Sokka agreed. "It really gives appreciation for the mandate things in life."
They finally got to a good enough point for Katara to do her thing. A lot of ice, a lot of snow, and a lot of freezing yet unfrozen water.
"So, how do you want to start?" Sokka asked her. And instead of answering, she demonstrated.
She began with a simple kata Zuko thought her to warm up. Waves of water, arrows of ice, whips. With the last one she had some problems, she will admit.
"Say, have you ever tried walking on water?" Sokka suddenly asked. "Like, walk-walk, not surfing on a tide."
"Where did that come from?" She asked. Usually, Sokka wasn't that much invested in her bending.
In response, he simply shrugged his shoulders. "Just came to mind, I guess. Thought about it when skipping stoned on the water."
"Well, you can't just walk on water as you walk on land, it's not solid." Katara explained. "It's the force I put in the water to resist gravity that allows me to float, and it's not something that I can keep under surface. At least not with my current level of water bending."
"Besides." She continued. "Surfing is much more efficient in both practice and speed."
"Probably, I just thought that it may be cool. You know, performance wise and all that. Can give off a mystical vibe as well. When the water rises up than everyone knows that you're a water bender, but if there is no sign of water bending than it's like – How does she do it? Is she a spirit or something?'"
There was something in there, and the more she practiced…
"But how should I do it? Like I said, it's not like I can make water solid without turning them to ice. And that's an immediate giveaway."
"What about turning them to ice just beneath your feet? In a way that no one could see?" Sokka suggested.
"But it's it cheating?" The entire purpose was to walk on water.
"By what rules?"
Point.
Katara looked at the freezing water, a fall there will get her bedridden for a month at best. "Maybe we'll save it for warmer water." She suggested.
"Agreed."
They continued their training, unaware to how cloth they were to a certain slumbering person.
AN
Alright, a shorter chapter then usual, but it was the most I could come up with as of now. Another important thing, because of a much busier schedule IRL I can't promise a be-weekly update as usual. I'll try to get the chapters as fast as possible, but I can't promise a schedule for the foreseeable future.
Chapter 53: Chapter 51
Chapter Text
I Don't own Avatar the last air bender.
chapter 51
It was time. Today, from dawn to dusk, Zuko will have to face the two thousand leashes his father ordered. Zuko was woken up by the sound of the bars moving and saw a group of guards going in.
"It's time." The lead guard said, no more words were needed.
The atmosphere was somber. Even Zuko, who knew that he wasn't the best at reading people, could feel it. The guards, who usually gave little care about the prisoners they fetch for punishment, were clearly uncomfortable bringing their prince to "justice". Leaving alone the fact that he was the prince, all of them saw just yesterday how the fire lord, Zuko's own father, was ready to kill him.
It would have been one thing if the prince was planning a usurpation or a betrayal, but it was clear that none of those claims was the case. Sure, the prince may have overreached, but all of them could agree that it was for a good cause. Many of the guards in the group had children around the prince's age or less, and the situation of this entire trail left a sour taste in the mouth of all present.
They all would have agreed that the punishment was too severe, if anyone would have voiced their opinion. But they didn't. They were soldiers, following orders. It was not their place to question their lord. Besides, With the recent developments in the fire lord's state of mind, none of them wanted to be the first to know what the fire lord would do if whispers reached his ears.
As they dragged him away, Zuko caught one last glance at the siblings. Jasmine seemed to be devastated and Mi-Dved was concerned as well. Zuko sent them a reassuring smile before he went away.
'So… from one to ten, how much is it going to hurt?'
"Twenty-four."
'Ouch…'
"I will dump the nerves on your back to a manageable level, but it will still be painful. If you don't show the right reaction, people will suspect foul play. And I don't need to tell you what your father's reaction will be if he's not entertained enough."
'Damn it…'
"You will pull this through, your highness. I promise you."
Zuko was brought to the same spot he was in yesterday, only this time there was someone else as well. A mask wearing man with a whip, to be precise, with a very well-defined upper body.
"The man whips for a leaving, what did you expect?"
Point.
"But this will be very interesting, though."
'What are you on about?'
"This man specifically shows great signs of hidden reluctance, and not the kind where he just thinks that it's wrong. It is personal to him. If I had to guess, I would say that a medicine or another kind of innovation resulting of your work have saved the life of someone very close to him. A parent, a wife, or a child, if I'm correct."
'So why did he volunteer himself for this position?' It didn't make any sense.
"Because he had to make sure that you will pull this through." Sai explained. "He is right now one of the most hated people in the nation, if his identity is revealed he will be met with a lifetime of shame. Yet, he had to make sure that you wouldn't die from the whipping, he couldn't leave the chance of someone else being responsible for your life. It's very noble in a way."
"Finally." His father said as he sat upon the throne. "Any final words before we start?"
"You are unbelievably petty." Came out of Zuko's mouth.
"Oh, I'm going to enjoy this." Ozai smiled before shouting. "Begin at once!"
"I'm sorry…" The man with the whip whispered as he began the strikes.
The first whip came and let Zuko tell that it hurts. He did, however, manage to merely grunt and not scream. After that came another leash, and another.
"Ten leashes to the same place and no two touched the same spot? The man is a natural, I'm impressed."
'Seriously?!'
"The whip is a very hard tool to master. The skill and practice needed to not only avoid hitting the same space, but also hitting the parts that are non-lethal is tremendous. You don't appreciate it, but the man's really trying to help."
"Please, your highness." The executioner said in a low voice from behind. "The fire lord will order a much more severe beating if he doesn't here you scream."
Another whip came, this time in hit exactly on an open wound
"ARGH!"
Hitting on an open wound is much more painful.
"Brother, are you sure it's not enough?" Iroh all but pleaded as he tried to ignore the sound. "He's your son, your only son."
"Then he will pull through or expire." Ozai said with a smile as he watched the event. "His crimes have to be punished, prince or not. Justice will be delivered to all under my rule. How much is it now?"
"Three hundred forty sev-eight, my lord." A man near his brother said.
"Oh, already?" Ozai seemed honestly surprised. "I expected him to break a long time ago. No matter, have the punisher ignite the whips in fire once we reach four digited numbers."
Iroh couldn't believe that he was related to that thing, let alone his brother. Was Ozai so deranged that he actually thought anything about that was justice? Iroh could honestly not tell. Nor could he figure what was worse, a corrupt all-powerful tyrant or a delusional one.
For the thousand's time today, Iroh had to hold himself back from assaulting his little brother. Only the fact that it wouldn't help Zuko holds him back. Oh, Iroh had no delusion that the thing will end with his death, he noticed that Ozai grew ridiculously stronger in Iroh's absence, but if it would have ended with his brother dead… Should it have saved Zuko then consequences be damned.
In any case, the retired general had used his privileges as the grand-master of the White Lotus to stage a rescue if needed. By the day's end, the two of them could be out of the capital on a ship, with the sand siblings not far away. That will, however, burn more than a few bridges and condemn all of them as fugitives.
Which brought the dragon of the west to his next dilemma. Zuko, for all that Iroh adored the boy, had no chance of surviving even that much. Not on his own at least. The retired general had no delusions that it was this demented helmet that allowed his nephew to endure. It was a blessing and a curse, as while it saved his nephew's life it also set in stone the bond it had made with Zuko. Iroh will have to ponder hardly on how to release his nephew from the helmet's influence.
But that was a problem for tomorrow, for today they have to survive.
Iroh turned his gaze again as Zuko's yell of pain was heard, it's going to be a long day. This, however, allowed him to get a look at the other child of Ozai. Princess Azula was as still as a statue, but much to Iroh's surprise she didn't look as if she enjoyed the show. No, instead of the glee she had at that fateful agni-kai, Iroh got a feeling of torment and, if he wasn't wrong, compassion.
Had his niece seen the light at last? Discovered her idol as the monster he truly is?
It wasn't so far-fetched as Iroh firstly thought, she did live under Ozai's shadow all this time. This includes the madness he seemed to gain. Was it because she pictured herself as the next one after Zuko or did she truly have a change of heart? In the end it didn't matter. The important thing was that she wasn't in Ozai's clutches as before, she had the chance to see the light. And Iroh was all for second chances.
Hamma felt good, better than what she felt in years actually. To see the prince of the fire nation be brought so law, to have him be brutalized in the same way she and her fellow water benders were, it was cathartic. The only point of annoyance she felt was the fact that he seemed to be taking his punishment much better than them.
Oh, it was a stupid thing to be annoyed about, but it still rubbed her the wrong way that this silver spooned monarch brat was seemingly made of a sterner staff than her and her brothers and sisters. But no matter, everyone had their limits. Even the tremendous amounts of resolve of the prince of the fire will eventually run out.
Ooh, now blood started to come from his mouth as he spat. And it only took… honestly, she stopped counting somewhere around the hundred. She wondered what would break first, his body, his mind, or his spirit?
In any case, even if he survives (which is a big if), he will be in no shape to act again her tribe. Oh, it was just exciting seeing her to biggest monsters killing each other. She will surely have good news to tell the tribe when she returns.
No that caused her to frown.
She will have very much to do once she's back. The greenhouse has to go, there was no question about that, but how will she manage to restore her tribe with half of the men gone?
Argh, this was so frustrating… Kanna was the thinking one, Hamma was always more prone to act now and think later. She managed to be the last water bender captured thanks to that, but it helped little with her current situation. Oh well, she'll have to rely on Kanna once again, hopefully her friend was still alive.
Lao Beifong was a man that could say in full heart that he was seldom worried in anything that wasn't his daughter. Oh, sure, he was concerned many times during his career as a lord and a merchant, but seldom truly worried.
This was one of those few times.
He watched as the prince spasmed after another hit on his raptured body, bile and darker liquids went out of his mouth. When Lao first had heard about the fact that the fire lord maimed his own son, he thought it was propaganda. When he saw the scar of the prince, he was in shock as he didn't understand how a father, let alone a ruler of a nation, could do something like this. And now, witnessing the acts in his own eyes, he was just as shocked as he was.
He felt his beautiful wife's hand pressing his own for support, she had no reason to witness such cruelty. His only relief was that the princess and her handmaiden made sure that his little Toph was distracted and didn't have to see this. He owes a lot to the princess, the two apples certainly fell far from the tree in this case. He had no idea how Ozai of all people managed to raise his kids right… all things considered… but perhaps he demonstrated exactly what they shouldn't do. If so, he was the ideal paternal figure.
Toph… Oh goodness, thank the spirits that she isn't seeing this, for a variety of reasons. Ignoring the fact that it will traumatize her forever, she wouldn't have been able to hold herself but defend the prince who found himself as her adopted surrogate big brother and revealed herself as an earth bender. And that would have been catastrophic.
Another hit, another scream.
'Please.' Lao prayed. 'Hang in there Zuko, all of us rely on you. You have to pull through. For the world, for your nation, for your loved ones, for Toph.'
"How much is it now?" Ozai said bored as he rested his head on one hand while the other one tapped impatiently on the throne.
"It reached 999 now, my lord."
Ozai smiles at the little man's words. Finally, some fire.
"Light the whip aflame!"
The punisher stopped for a second, registering the words, then lighting up the whip. The instrument of punishment is now glowing in a fascinating orange glow. But before the strike could connect, Ozai held his hand up and postponed the punisher. He had an idea.
"Congratulations, you are halfway through." Ozai mocked his downed son. "Now, because I feel generous, I will throw you a bone. Submit to me and you will have to face only another fifty flame-less whips. Of course, you will be denounced as a member of the royal family and be thrown to the front for the rest of your life, but the pain will be over. Or you could continue your defiance and face the rest of you whips aflame. What do you say?"
His traitorous son caught his breathing on the floor as he spat blood. The convict, however, dared to look up to him with a look of contempt and show the finger.
"So be it." Ozai growled, mostly because his son still had defiance after all of this. "Continue the process, make the strikes twice as strong."
"Just a few more strikes and were scot-free. Hold on."
'E-easy for you to say!' Zuko could barely make those thoughts out.
Another whip came, it was devastating. Zuko fell hard to the blood-soaked ground again as he spasmed uncontrollably while choking on his blood and his tears. His enhanced body may have been much tougher than any human had the right to be, but even it had limits. Zuko was fire resistant, not fireproof. Everything hurt and he didn't even want to think about how bad his back looked. It all hurt so bad, he just wanted it to end… but he couldn't.
No, people relayed on him, his nation needed him, his allies needed him, his friends needed him. No, he will not let them down!
He puked another red piece of flash that he didn't ponder too much on its origin as he sore up, or at least tried to. His shaking legs could not support his weight as they slipped on the wet ground, making him fall with a thud face first to the ground.
There was complete silence, not that Zuko would have even noticed anything in his state of pain. He didn't even need to look up to know that everyone was watching him to see if he could get up or if it was the end. His father was surely having a wide cruel grin on his face as he rooted for his only son to expire.
Everyone held their breath as the prince moved once again. A crawl, a fetal position, but movement by movement he got up with herculean effort. He was in, shaking like a leaf and on the verge of total collapse, but in.
'H-how much m-more…' Zuko asked his most trusted companion in a begging tone. In his mind, at least, he didn't have to put up a façade.
"Just one more, your highness." Sai promised. "One more and it's all over."
Zuko felt it. One last strike was all he could take before his body gives out. Hopefully. Zuko waited for the last leash that would end it all, and waited…
'Are you sure you counted right?'
"I'm never wrong, not in those kind of things."
"What's taking so long?!" Zuko heard his father yell from above. "Strike him! Strike him now!"
"My lord, he must rest!" The punisher pleaded. "Another strike will kill him!"
"That's the entire idea, you moron!" Ozai yelled with all his lungs. "Do it! Kill him now!"
The man looked at his whip, his inner conflict was seen even beyond his mask.
"You must convince him to follow through!"
'Why?!' Did Sai not understand in how much pain he was now?!
"Because he's going to throw the whip and say 'no' to you dad. And as badass as this act of defiance may look, it will get him smitten the next second. What's more importantly is that it will force you to start a civil war now, and we're far from ready!"
Damn that thing for making sense…
"Don't do this…" Zuko rasped as he turned to look at the man. "What you are thinking now… Don't do it, it's not worth it."
"Your highness?" The tone of the man just leaked in confusion.
"You plan to defy father. I appreciate it, truly, but it will help no one and will have you killed. Don't sacrifice yourself for my sake, I can take it."
"You can't…" The punisher said in a whisper. "I know my work, that's what I do for living. One more strike and you're done for… the fact that you're still standing is nothing short of a miracle."
"I already defied both my father and death before, I have too many reasons to die like this. Even in this sorry state, I will keep fighting for you and for all the people under my care." Zuko assured the man with a sad nod. "I will not let you down."
"I-I can't…" The hand holding the whip was shaking as it began to rise for a strike. "You're out of strength…"
"Then give me a morsel of resolve in this shameful situation, just enough to carry on the next moment." Zuko tried another approach. "Why is the hesitation? What have I done for such act?"
"My daughter… She was sick, incurable, they said. She's a little thing, not old enough to go to school. She's the only thing I have left after my wife died to a burglar. Everyone told me that hoping for an improvement was a fool's errand, that I wasted my life just to continue her suffering." He paused for a second. "But then you came, or more precisely the medicines that were developed from the texts you released from the library. They said that they needed people to test the medicine on, that it may cure my daughter."
"It was a desperate gamble, but I had nothing to lose. All the doctors said that she had a week at most, so I let them test on my daughter. And it had worked. For the first time in too long, I was told that she was going to be fine. I expected a catch, something to go wrong, a side effect or owning too much money for me to afford. But there was none of that."
"Thanks to you my daughter can have a life, and for that I will be forever in your debt."
"Then all the reason to not throw your life away." Zuko argued. "You trusted me then, I ask you to trust me once more."
It seemed to do the trick as the whip descended once more.
"ARGH!" He didn't mean it to be this strong!
Zuko fell to the floor again as his limbs refused to move, the abuse was finally too much for them. If before the pain was bad, now it was terrible. He felt himself licking from different spots on his back, as well as his mouth. He tried to keep himself awake, but the darkness was closing in. It was so, so cold here, even keeping his eyes open is proving too much.
The sounds became weaker and weaker, until everything was null.
...
..
.
"what are you doing down there, my little turtle duck?" The voice of a woman called to him with affection. "You need to get up, this is no place of a prince."
"M-mom?!" Zuko looked up to see the figure of his mother, just as he remembered her. "What are you doing here?"
"You called me." She answered. "But I asked you first, you should be out there with your friends."
"I don't want to…" Zuko acted like his little and self once again, even his voice seemed to change to fit. "It hurts, it hurts so much… and it's cold. It's so hard… and dad is so mean… Here it's quiet, here I don't feel pain. I want to stay here…"
"But what about your friends? Don't you miss them? Don't they need your help?"
"My… Friends?"
"Yeah, what about us?" A familiar voice called.
"You wanted to prove me wrong about the fire nation, didn't you? It's kind of hard to do if you don't get up." Another feminine voice called.
"Sokka? Katara?" The two water siblings appeared as he turned his head, both smiling at him.
"Come one, you can't stay here. We have some unfinished business, you and I." At the commanding feminine voice, Zuko turned to see a smiling Sukki in her Kyoshi uniform.
"Sukki?" They did have unfinished business, as well as things that they needed to set straight.
"Enough bumming around, sparky, you promised to take me to an ice cream stand next time we meet."
"Toph?" He remembered promising her this before they departed last time.
"You haven't forgotten about us I hope, have you my prince?"
"Come on, up. Where is the man who grinded Mi-Sha to the ground?"
"Jasmine? Mi-Dved?" Their right, he promised them a safe home. He had to break dad's punishment.
"Prince Zuko! You are an honorable young man, and not even your father can take that away from you. Now rise up, nephew, your honor demands nothing less."
"Uncle Iroh?" His honor did demand nothing less. He has friends to protect, duties he can't neglect. He must get up, now.
"On your feet!"
...
Zuko immediately jolted awake. He took a few seconds to gather himself.
'Yeah… just as painful as I remembered…'
"Welcome to the world of the living, you gave quite a scare there."
'I thought I died…'
"You and everyone else there. I patched your body there, just enough for the baseline requirements of staying alive. Your soul still had to fight to stay in your body, but I knew you had this."
'Thanks…' It was nice knowing that you were trusted.
"Oh, and my little thing back there may have started a rumor of you being Agni's chosen or something like that, so be prepared for that."
More fanatics… great.
"And it seems like we have company"
Not long after Sai's warning, the door to the room he was in opened to reveal his sister. The real one, not Mai in disguise.
Azula's return to the capital was… mixed. There were no guards patrolling the streets and the capital wasn't under martial law, so her father probably didn't notice the switch she did with Mai. Good. On the other hand, there were whispers about what happened during the trial. Despite all odds, Zuzu managed to keep all of his friends in one piece. Although it seemed that he was in a very bad situation after dad was done with him.
Now this was good and bad. On the one hand it made her job much, much, easier, but on the other hand it also brought a bigger risk. What will be of her deal if Zuko died before she managed to stab him? Will it be nullified or will it be considered as her not honoring her part of the deal? She couldn't risk it.
So, she did the most reasonable thing and switched back with Mai as soon as possible. She caught her two minions on their way back from the academy and they found a place where no one should hear them.
"So let me get it straight." Azula clarified. "During the few days I was away you managed to befriend some blind earth peasant? In my persona?"
"Oh, you need to see her!" Ty Lee gushed. "She's so cute with her little headband~ Like a doll!"
"You forgot the part where she sneaked by you and was caught in the dungeon by the guards." Mai said in her usual dead tone.
"Unbelievable…" Azula massaged her temples in frustration. "Dare I ask what happened?"
"Oh don't worry, she ended up beating the guards in a card game." The acrobat waved Azula's worries away.
"The blind girl… Winning a card game…"
"Numerous times!" Ty Lee added.
No, she isn't going to ask more about it. She had enough on her head as is without adding this madness. Instead, she debriefed them on her journey to the Mother Of Faces. Of course, her deal with the spirit and the disgraceful state she woke up were left a secret.
"Oh… I hope Xing is okay, he's such a good boy…" Her eccentric friend pouted. "He's fur looked so soft…"
"Didn't Azula tell us just this moment that the dog killed what is probably half of the forest population?" Mai replied in the same bored tone as ever. Azula had to agree. Besides, if that fur ball was gone, all the better for her. But somehow, she doubted that she was this lucky.
"Anyway, what can you tell me about the trail itself?"
Azula got a very detailed description. It was clear that the two girls felt very uncomfortable talking about it. The important part was that Zuko was barely alive and in the medical wing of the palace. Another concerning thing was the fact that it seemed like more people sided with Zuko than with her father. She will have to deal with this Oni before it's too late.
"Well girls, it had been a pleasure to catch up." No, it wasn't. "But I have to go now. You know, not being late to see my brother and all of that."
"We understand, Azula." Ty Lee nodded sadly, as if she believed that Azula actually cared for her brother. "Go see him, we'll prey for the best."
Right… 'The best' may have a different meaning between Azula and the others. In any case, the princess merely nodded and turned around.
The walk to the palace was… unremarkable. No one stopped her for questioning, no one even seemed suspicious of her. It seems like her plan to go undetected went without a hitch. Something that made her have a few concerns about the fact that no one in the entire palace, the most protected place in the world, have noticed that their princess went missing for days. But it was a problem for later.
"Maid!" Azula caught one of the servants after she changed to her regal clothes in her room.
"Y-yes, y-your h-highness?" The terrified look on the older woman's face did bring some satisfaction to the princess. "I-I'm at y-your d-disposal!"
"Bring me to my brother." The tone in Azula's voice, even if wasn't loud, made no room for disobedience.
"A-at once, y-your h-highness!"
Needless to say, it took very little time until they were in front of the door that is supposed to lead to her brother's soon to be deathbed. And of course, there were a pair of guards there.
"Halt! This area is restricted by the fire lord's orders." One of the masked guards stated. "Authorized personal only!"
"Step aside, I wish to have a private conversation with my brother." She had no time for this nonsense.
"Princess, I don't this it's a good idea." The second guard spoke. "The prince is in a very delicate situation right now, he should rest undisturbed as much as possible."
She really, really had no time for this.
"Listen." She started. "I had a very bad week, so forgive me if I may sound a bit rude. You will leave for patrol for the next half an hour, then you will return and continue as if nothing happened. As you have seen, my father isn't exactly in the 'talking' mood right now, so forgive me if I took a few shortcuts. I will have what may be my final words to my brother, wither you leave or not."
To prove her words, Azula summoned a flaming knife made of her signature azure fire.
"As you wish, your highness." The two concluded after a few intense seconds and left, the maid hurriedly followed them.
The princess took a deep breath as she prepared herself mentally. This was it, now or never. A more perfect moment will not arrive. Something in the back of her head felt a disturbance, like some filthy peasant begging for their life to be let inside a well-fortified castle. And just like that peasant, the feeling was ignored completely by Azula.
She opened the door, preparing to face her greatest obstacle, and found him wanting. He was lying on his bed, weak and vulnerable. A far cry from the powerful image he had when they met in Amora. In was almost poetic.
"Brother." Azula started naturally. She acted as usual and made sure that the knife behind her back was unseen. The spirit maybe promised that the Oni will be blind to the blade, but Azula wasn't one to take chances. "You have seen better days."
"I take it that you're mission was a success?" He spoke and Azula took notice of the tiara on his head, she had never seen her brother without any kind of headwear ever since Amora. Now isn't that curious.
"Of course it was, who do you take me for?" Azula scuffed. "And you may have forgotten a tiny little detail about the size of the spirit in question."
"In my defense, I told you to expect anything as far as spirits are concerned." Her stupid brother said. You know, it really makes her decision much, much easier. "In any case, I'm happy to see that you're in one piece."
"You're a bad liar, it doesn't suit you." Azula commented. "By the way, where is that rabid mutt of yours?"
"Xing? What about him?"
"Oh, nothing." She waved off her fake concern. "It's just that last I saw him, he was being smitten by the Mother Of Faces. Just wanted to check if he returned."
"… He will return eventually." Zuko answered after a pause. It seems like that hound really hadn't returned. This was good. With any luck, that thing really did die and wouldn't bother her anymore. The news also did seem to affect her brother, he really did care for that monster.
"Anyway." Zuko pulled the tiara from his head and presented it to her. "It may be strange, but can you wear if for a minute or two?"
This is it. This tiara thing was most likely the Oni in disguise, or at least possessed by it. There was no other reason for Zuko to give her anything. Her brother now is at his most vulnerable, she just had to have the Oni in her hands and nothing would stop her. But she had to play as if things were as usual. She wasn't scared of Zuko's deduction skills, but the Oni was another thing entirely.
"And why should I do that?" She raised an eyebrow. He was the one who needed convincing her after all.
"It's either that or us having a hours long conversation, your choice."
She's sold. She reached her left hand to grab the helmet while the right hand prepared for the act. And once his fingers left the object, she stroke. Before her brother could even react, her right hand slithered to the knife behind her back and stabbed the exposed chest like a viper jumping on its prey.
She saw the flicker of surprise, understanding and terror in the brother she had known since birth. And she reveled it. This was it. He was going to die, any schemes he had against her were cut. He understood it too as he tried with all his ever shrinking might to pull the blade that was deeply entrenched in his heart. She smiled at her victory, her debt was null.
But just as quickly as her moment of triumph appeared, it was gone.
She felt a movement in her left hand, and to her horror, the object in her hand transformed. It grew in a moment eight legs out of itself, not unlike the legs of a crab or a spider. Only those legs were made of pure metal. Faster than she could blink, it jumped on her head, like a scene out of a nightmare, and Azula felt a sharp pain. It was as if someone stabbed her in the head with needles, right into her brain.
She wanted to scream but it never came, she could do nothing at all in fact. Her body moved the hands in search of the blade until they reached the handle and catharized the wound to stop the blood flow. Then, her mouth yelled with all the might of her lungs and called the guards.
'What is happening?'
"Me."
What- What was it?
"YoU kNow Who I am."
Azula remembered (or was she forced to remember?) her conversation with the Mother, specifically about the Oni.
"You wilL Suffer for ThIs."
That was not the voice of a person. Heck, even the Mother didn't sound as… wrong. What assaulted her mind was an abomination of all kinds of different voices, all of them sounded at once and none at all at the same time. It was an ever-changing melody to remind her of her own fragile mortality. This was the thing that even someone like the Mother Of Faces was scared of, and Azula now started understanding why.
Moments later, armed guards barged into the room in response to the call of distressed the Oni had her mouth do. The Oni, it didn't take a genius to figure out what's happening, used her voice to manage the situation in perfection. It began to sob and hysterically point at the open window.
To explain it shortly, the Oni told them that an assassin was in the room and stubbed her brother as she entered and then escaped through the window. Once again, the acting was perfect. If Azula wasn't present and didn't know exactly what happened and what her reaction would have been like, even she might have fallen for it.
'W-what are you going to do to me?' Azula yelled as her mind, not like she could yell in reality. 'I'm the actual heir of the fire nation. You have seen Zuko, you know that I'm better than him in any way. I'm sure that we can work something out.'
Azula was not usually one to banter, if she wanted something then she demanded it. However, she could clearly see her disadvantage in this situation. Besides, she was better than Zuko. She may actually gain here a huge boon over her brother, as well as score a balancing on a knife edge from what could have been her death. Just enough time to get enough power from this thing before discarding it and making it pay for this humiliation.
'ARGH!'
A sharp spike of pain shot in her head as apparently, the Oni didn't appreciate her suggestion.
"Because I still have uses for you, I will not yet turn your brain to mush." The thing thankfully said in a much more humane voice. "But know this soul of tar, you are wicked, arrogant, traitorous, monster who cannot be trusted. One that thinks of herself far too highly. Don't even THINK that you can deceive me, infant, I manipulated civilizations long before the four nations were a thing. Try to trick me again, and I will purge your identity and replace it with the other one."
What other- never mind.
The guards led her to her room and the Oni ordered the guards to bring Uncle Iroh. Funnily enough, her uncle came before father had her summoned. Seriously, what's wrong with the security here? There is no way that her dad wouldn't have her summoned to know what happened.
"The bane of tyrants. When you punish capital punishment for every little thing, your minions will hide flaws from you instead of fixing them to escape your wrath. This, as you can see, makes your rule vulnerable and easy to dismantle. Especially for plot driven underdog heroes." It explained. "Awaking your father in the dead of night will be enough to grant them execution as is, to tell him that his son was nearly murdered by another under his roof and nose will promise a great deal of pain for many more."
That… this thing had a point. She loathed it, but the most important lesson she was thought, that people had to fear her, was being undone in front of her own eyes, and making them fear you more will only add fuel to the fire.
"Leave us." The oni said to the servants using Azula's mouth, now there were only the three of them here, herself, her uncle, and the Oni.
"Little dragon, listen and listen well. We don't have much time." Azula noticed the shock on her uncle's face, did he know what was happening?
"You?! What are you doing with my niece?" He accused the thing with pointed finger. "Was my nephew not enough, you abomination?"
So her uncle did know about the Oni, and yet did nothing?! Everyone is conspiring against her!
"Easy there, fat man." Azula's hand raised in a stop sign, she felt her expression shift to a bored one. "This body tried to stab your nephew in his bed. I was off his head at that time, so I couldn't warn the moron. I did manage to get hold on his sister and close the wound, but it's not the important part."
"I think it is very important, thank you very much."
"Call your lotus eating friends, make sure both Zuko and Mi-Dved are on the ship by dawn. We have to be gone before your brother wakes up. You will stay here to safeguard Jasmine from Ozai's ire." The Oni ordered her uncle, which didn't seem to amuse the old man.
"You don't order me around." Iroh said with crossed arms and a frown. "And before I will even think about trusting anything that comes from your mouth, you will release your hold over my niece and let me hear her side of the story."
"You actually trust her over me?" The thing made a raised one of Azula's eyebrows. "Sure, I'm a foreign influence that forced itself on your nephew and builds him to my image, and sure, I have eons of practice in deceit, but she's Azula."
Hey! She wasn't that bad!
Uncle Iroh didn't move a muscle. In the end, the Oni sighed and crossed Azula's arms.
"You know, for a former soldier you're very bad at following orders. I blame it for the lack of a wife ordering you around. You know, after you killed her by having stabbed her multiple times and infecting her with a parasite that bloated her belly and made it explode in an inglorious death after nine months of suffering. And you claim to love her no less, disgusting."
Azula had never heard of a more horrid way to describe giving birth, as well as gaslighting the father. She was so going to use it someday. And it was effective, if the grinding teeth and the expression of her uncle was anything to go by.
"But if it's that much important to you-" Azula felt something in her throat, as if something stopped pressing her. She didn't waste the opportunity.
"Uncle! Please help! This thing took over my body and made me stab Zuko! You have to get this thing off me, now!' Her voice, even as she yelled with all her might, was at the same volume as her regular speech. It was foolish of her to think that the Oni would have left such an obvious loophole.
In response, the thing on her head did something and suddenly moving pictures were shown on the wall, depicting exactly what happened. How did this thing do it? Was it some kind of spiritual nonsense?! In the end, Iroh just sighed and looked disappointed, like he always did when looking at her.
"Oh niece, I truly thought that you have changed." He shook his head with sadness. "Why Azula? Just why?"
"Fear mostly." The Oni proclaimed with her voice, as if stating facts. "She grew up knowing that only her father was above her, and her brother was hers to torment. She couldn't except the fact that she was no longer second best, the thought of her brother outshining her and paying her back for memories of childhood past terrified her to the core. This, and knowing that her brother will never again be so vulnerable ever again, caused her to act."
"Now if we finished this charade, I would very much like to get out of here. But no pressure, it's only your nephew's life on the line. Can you leave now and do at least do this one thing right?"
"Damn you to Koh, you despicable thing." The old man cursed. "And how do you plan to get back exactly?"
"I have my ways, don't worry about me." The thing assured. "And you'll have to try harder, that over bloated worm got nothing on me, and he knows it. No shoo."
"This isn't over…" Uncle Iroh growled as the Oni used Azula's hand to shoo him. Under other circumstances, Azula would have found this extremely amusing.
"Of course it isn't- and he's gone. Rude." The abomination shook Azula's head disapprovingly. "No manners in this age, really. Saved the only family he actually cares about and this is the thanks I get. Now as for you."
Oh no.
"Oh yes, don't think that I have forgotten about you. Now I will give you a very precise set of instructions, and you will listen." It addressed her in her mind as her body stabbed the knife into a wooden plank. "You will keep your mouth shut about me. No talking theoretically to your friends, no writing notes, not even talking to yourself while someone may hear you 'accidentally'. Failing to comply will result in frying your brain into mush by the implant I have planted in your brain.'
WHAT?!
"Oh, and another thing. You are to make sure that no harm is to come to Jasmine, be it physical or otherwise. She is to have the same treatment as any noble lady who is being fostered. Failure to comply with this task will result in the same punishment, her life is your life now. Is that clear?"
Crystal!
"Great, now never try something like this ever again."
Azula felt how the foreign presence left her mind as the needles left her brain. The last thing she caught before passing out onto her bed was the tiara changing form to a black helmet as it scattered off to the ceiling with its spider legs. Not before taking the wooden plank with the knife in it of course.
Here goes another fuel to her nightmares.
Katara made another kata as she water bended the ice around her, this time she made a storm of ice knives around her and smashed it right at another iceberg. She huffed a little from the effort.
"So, what do you think?" She asked her brother as he watched the display.
"Not bad at all." Sokka nodded. "Good against infantry and mounts, judging by the damage. But you probably shouldn't do it too often, you're getting tired after this."
"Fair enough." Katara replied after a few breaths. She looked at her work and seen something strange. "Sokka… I think that I see something in that iceberg."
"What, really? You sure you're not just tired, sis?"
"No, there is something grey there, look!" Her brother merely sighed as he followed her finger. He squinted his eyes, and it looked like he did see something.
"I think we should go, Katara. Whatever this is, it's not natural."
"But aren't you curious?" She asked her brother. "What if it's some trapped animal?"
"The only trapped animals that I know of are the Apex and whatever dad fought down there, and both things can stay trapped forever, thank you very much." Sokka made an X shape with his hands. "I say that some things are better left alone."
"But aren't you even a little bit curious?" Katara tried. "We may never see it again."
"Curious, sure." He nodded. "But not enough to risk our lives. Listen, there is something strange here, my Sokka sense is tingling. Whatever goes on here will give us some serious trouble, I just know it."
"You're being paranoid." Katara rolled her eyes. "In any case, I'm taking the canoe and checking this out. You can come with me or stay here if you're too scared."
She heard him cursing behind her as she went on the boat. "Just so you know, I think that it's a terrible idea and if things go south then I'm blaming you."
"Yea, yes, no stop being dramatic."
As they got closer to the iceberg, Katara could notice a human figure in there, and a rather small one at that. "Sokka, look! There is a kid there!" She pointed frantically.
The kid in question looked about twelve years old. He was bald and had strange arrow-like tattoos on his body. He wore some yellow and orange clothes that made Katara think of monks, or nomads, the sitting pose the boy was in also enforced said image.
"Katara, I really think we should go. Something's fishy here, and I don't mean the ones we just ate. He's obviously dead there, there is no point in breaking him out. As well as the furry monster that's surrounds him."
"Sokka, he deserves at least a proper burial!" She lectured him. "What are you going to say to mom and dad?"
"Argh… Fine… Let's get this over with. With any luck, the big cow may have some tasty meat." Sokka prepared his spear to stab at the figure just in case. "Ready to break the ice?"
"Always." She answered as she did a tearing motion with her hands, the ice crumbled, and her entire world turned white.
In the great library of the owl spirit, Wan Shi Tong hummed as the shockwave of Raava's awakening passes through.
"Write a note of the exact time and date." He addressed the seeker next to him. "And don't mess up the nanoseconds this time."
"Hm…" SensÖ, the war spirit, bent his head as he continued his never-ending duties atop of his throne. "So Raava have returned. Good, things are getting more and more exciting."
A world war and an overlord incursion at the same time? What more can a war deity ask for?
In the palace of the fire lord, a lone helmet cursed a storm as it crawled inside the walls at the dead of night.
Deep in the ground at the middle of the true south, the energy wave passed through the workshop. The shockwave overloaded the systems and forced them to reboot. It was only for a few seconds, but it was more than enough. A prisoner, a creature, felt the weakening of the bounds and acted. Breaking through rock and metal, it tore its prison and moved upward frantically.
Then, rock gave place to ice as the temperatures dropped lower and lower, but it mattered little to the creature. Evolution made sure that its kind was accustomed to such changes, and the sheer size of the thing combined with the changes it had endured erased whatever limitations it had left. Then, resistance ceased as it broke through the shell of ice and met with the upper world for the first time in a very long period.
It rose higher and higher until it seemingly reached the sun. Then, it screeched loudly for all to hear.
The Apex was free.
Even in the endless nothingness of space, the shockwave traveled still. The noise of the imbalance passed through a very special comet that was in its usual track. And when the energy passed, something STEERED.
AN
Hey, finally got it finished. Sorry for the wait, but life had been busy. I'm afraid that it will continue to be like this for a while, so I can't say for sure when the next update will be.
A honest question now. With Aang's awakening, this "book" basically ended as we return to canon time. Should I open a new continuation story or should I continue this thread?
By the way, I couldn't help myself but tinker with another idea that came to my mind. A crossover between Gravity Falls and Star Vs The Forces of Evil. I have the first chapter posted.
Chapter 54: Chapter 52
Chapter Text
I Don't own Avatar the last air bender.
chapter 52
Katara would never admit it out loud, but Sokka was right. She really should have let it go and move on. Now there was this strange light shooting skywards from the iceberg and an unnatural glow all around them. To make matters worse, the kid moved out of his cocoon and looked at them with his eyes and tattoos glowing in a whitish-blue light. It was so alien and creepy.
It ended in seconds though, as the boy lost conciseness again and fell downwards to them. Luckily, Katara caught him before his head hit the hard ice. Sokka though still had his spear ready to pierce the boy's skull in case of danger. At least he didn't headbutt the poor boy.
"Argh…"
To say that Katara was surprised that the boy from the iceberg was alive was an understatement, and a look at her brother revealed that he shared the same thoughts. No, really, how was it possible? The cold alone would have killed him, not to mention the lack of air. It went against everything she knew about the human body, she wasn't sure even Zuko with whatever it was that goes on inside him, was that strange.
The boy opened his eyes and looked at her. "I need to ask you something…" His voice was weak, barely a whisper. Not surprising considering the situation.
"What?"
"Please, come closer…"
"What is it?" She leaned closer.
"Will you go penguin-sliding with me?" None of the weak and tired voice remained as the kid asked it quickly, catching Katara by surprise.
"Um, sure… I guess?"
"What's going on here?" The boy said as he got up with ease, looking around him in confusion.
"You tell us, how did you get in that ice? And why aren't you frozen?" Sokka poked the kid just to make sure.
"I'm not sure." The kid said.
Suddenly, a low growl was heard, like a big animal, and the kid jumped back to the iceberg with a smile.
"I think that he's insane." Sokka whispered to her. She didn't answer back, partly because she thought her brother was onto something. They then walked around the iceberg, as they didn't have whatever agility the kid had to jump on it, and were shocked to see the kid with some kind of a furry beast.
"What the heck is that?!" Sokka pointed his spear to the horned beast.
"This is Appa, my flying bison."
"Right" Sokka nodded. "And this is Katara, my flying sister."
Just as her brother said this, the beast sneezed and got green goo all over her brother. And they say karma doesn't work fast.
"Don't worry, it'll wash out." The kid said as Sokka rolled on the floor trying to clean himself. "So, do you guys live around here?"
"We-"
"Don't tell him anything!" Sokka interrupted her. "We don't know anything about him!"
"Sokka, don't be stupid."
"I'm not! The guy comes out of an iceberg as if it's fine and glows as bright as Zuko! That's not normal!" Her brother insisted. "To make matters worse, he has this ten-ton behemoth that can swallow a person whole. Do you really want something like that near the kids? It can lay to the side and crush about a dozen of them to death!"
"Hey, Appa will never do this!" The kid defended his pet. "He's gentle, and he's herbivore."
"Come on, Sokka, the big guy is obviously trained." Katara rebuked him. "Zuko let Xing play with kids all the time, and Xing is literally a carnivorous murdering machine."
"But we don't even know his name, for crying out loud!"
"Oh, right." Katara turned to address the kid. "I'm Katara, the paranoid one is my brother Sokka. What's your name?"
"I'm Aaa-" The kid began to make weird noises. "Aaachooo!"
With a great sneeze, the kid flew high upwards, then slid back to place by the ice wall. But the only ones capable of generating so much power through wind like that are… oh no."
"Katara, Get behind me!" Sokka pushed himself forward, no doubt reaching the same conclusion as she did. "He's an air bender!"
"Sure am!" The kid smiled, ignorant of the wight of the situation he is in. "My name's Aang, nice to meet you!"
"Are you working with Mi-Sha?!" Sokka still had his spear pointed at the now named Aang.
"Who?"
"Sokka, that's enough!" Katara stopped her brother. "He obviously has no connections to Mi-Sha."
"He's an air bender!"
"And so is Jasmine! She and Mi-Dved are literally his children, are they guilty as well?!" Her words seemed to halt her brother as he took a few seconds of deep breathes and self-reflection.
"Fine, But I'm going to report to dad about this." He turned around to get the canoe, only to learn that it broke from the breaking of the iceberg. "Great, now how do we get home?"
"I can give you a lift if you want?" Aang suggested, Sokka groaned in defeat.
It took them a minute to get on the back of Appa. Katara had to admit that Appa was a very big animal, all three of them could camp on his saddle if they wanted to.
"Appa, yip-yip!"
The beast just grunted, but did nothing else.
"Amm… was something supposed to happen?" Sokka asked.
"Appa's just tired." Aang explained. "Once he rested and had a good meal he'll fly in no time."
In the end, Appa ended up swimming. Katara was concerned about the freezing water, but Aang promised her that Appa's fur and skin were enough to resist the cold. The siblings guided Appa to their village, in which a crowd already waited for them. In the head of said crowd was their father, and he did not look amused.
'Thanks again, Sai.' Zuko said in his head as he rested in his cabin inside his ship. 'I don't know what I would have done without you.'
"Probably still sailing aimlessly in some wasteland in search of the avatar. Most likely with the crew seriously considering munity." It replied. "But think nothing of it, it's literally my job. If anything, I am the one at fault here for putting you in such a dangerous situation. I knew that your sister would try something, but not right away. Nor did I anticipate that she would get a hold on such a weapon."
'Yeah, what was the deal with that thing? I mean, obviously it was my mistake to not wear you, but you're usually on the top for such things.'
"The knife was baptized by tears of a certain spirit. Anything that is soaked by those tears is invisible to me. Sight, sound, touch, and any other sensor I have, nothing can sense it. It's not even a blind spot in the environment."
'That's… problematic.'
"Very." Sai agreed. "But also extremely rare. The only source is a single river made by one spirit, there is limit to its volume. In addition, this spirit is located at the very center of the spirit world near Vaatu's prison. Needless to say, it's extremely difficult to get there."
'But can't it move somewhere else?' It was only logical. 'Then we'll have a bigger trouble.'
"She would leave, she'll stay exactly where she is."
'So she's trapped?' She was next to the most dangerous prisoner in existence, it made sense.
"...In a way."
Okay… strange.
'So what's her name?'
"Not important."
'What?! She can literally make invisible weapons to kill us! Of course she's important!'
"She's no one, absolutely no one. And this knife is probably the only thing left, there is no reason to dwell in it."
'You don't know that! I almost died because of this, I have the right to know!"
"I have protocols to follow, and one of them is to never say her name. Please, don't push the subject."
Okay, wow. Something is definitely off. Even when Sai talked about gods, being that the mere saying of their names causes you to be under their attention, didn't grant such a response. Zuko really wanted to push on, but it was clear that Sai wouldn't budge on this. In the end, Zuko decided that maintaining a good relationship with Sai is more important than his curiosity, so he let it slide.
'Fine, but you owe me one. So what's the plan anyway?'
"We sail to the south pole at full speed. The avatar had shown signs of action."
'What?! You should have started from this!'
"To be fair, there was a good chance that your heart would have literally stopped working from the news, and afterwards we were occupied with different topics. Rest assured, we are going there in most haste. Prepare to meet your destiny."
'Finally, after all those years I will regain my honor and birthright. I will see home again.'
"But are you sure you want that?"
'what do you mean? Of course I do!' Why didn't Zuko sound as sure as he should have.
"To a father that maimed you and wants you dead? To a sister that belittles you and literally stabbed you?" Zuko didn't have answers for this. "When I was inside your sister's head, not a nice place to be by the way, I managed to copy the memories of your mother that the Mother Of Faces inserted there. Would you like to watch while I heal your body? I warn in advance, none of this is pleasant."
'Memories or healing?'
"Both." Zuko took a deep breath.
'Bring it on.'
The crew members acting as guards outside the prince's chamber expected a more or less boring shift.
"I'll kill him! I'll freaking kill him!"
Never mind. It seems that his highness has awakened.
"Should we…" One of the guards gestured with his head towards the door.
"No." His partner stopped him. "We heard nothing. No calls to murder the fire lord, nada."
"You will pay for this! You hear me?! I will gut you like a fish YOU PATHETIC WORM!" That change of voice couldn't be healthy, or normal. Honestly, it was scary.
"You're right." The first one agreed. "We probably should wait a bit."
"Kids, you better have a good explanation." The man who was most likely Katara's and Sokka's dad said, and he didn't sound happy to Aang. "You said that you went to train, not bringing strays and strange right to our village."
"Well, you see…" Sokka tried. "He was trapped inside an iceberg with his flying bison and Katara released them with her water bending. Then there was this bright light and our boat was destroyed and then…"
At his father's unamused gaze Sokka quit and turned to Katara. "You know what? You deal with this. It was your idea in the first place, and I told you that it will cause us trouble." Katara in her part just rolled her eyes.
"As much as it sounds like Sokka has the white night madness, it actually happened. We found Aang trapped in an iceberg and I released him."
"As much as I want to call bull, that lightshow could be seen from the fire nation." Hakoda concluded and turned his attention to Aang. "Which brings us to the question of who are you, boy?"
"I'm Aang." He greeted. "From the southern air temple."
It was apparently the wrong thing to say, because people around him started whispering among themselves, and their tones were not kind. Strange, air benders were usually greeted with indifference at worse. More than a few gave him nasty looks as well. Just what is going on here?
"You admit of being an air bender? In the open? And in front of me no less?" The man looked at him. "You are either completely out of touch, a complete fool, or completely insane."
Ah… what?
"I think that we should probably go to a more private setting." A pretty woman rested her hand on the chief, she looked similar to Katara so she must have been Katara's mom.
"Maybe we should." The man agreed.
…
"Some penguin seal stew?" The mother, Kia offered Aang as they sat at the table at their house. Meat filled stew, to be precise.
"Eh… I'm full, thanks." Aang didn't want to offend his hists, but as all other air nomads, he was a vegetarian and considered all life scared.
"I'll have some if he doesn't want." Sokka said near him.
Across the table sat six people, Aang, Katara, Sokka, their father the chief Hakoda, their mother Kia, and Hakoda's mother Kanna. They seemed nice enough, although Hakoda still treated him with suspicion, the problem besides the atmosphere was that the food on the table was… meaty.
"Dear, please eat something." Kia pleaded. "You can't sustain yourself on seaweed salad alone, let alone without anchovies. You're a growing boy, you need to eat."
"It's fine! The salad is actually tasty this way." It really, really wasn't.
"Is it because all this 'no eating meat' the air nomads have?" Sokka asked. "I personally can't imagine life without meat."
Aang said nothing, but his embarrassed expression told everything.
"No meat?" Kia asked her son.
"Yes." Kanna spoke for the first time. "I remember hearing in my time that air nomads used to be vegetarian, not that there were any left to prove the stories."
Any left? What did she mean by that?
"Let me guess, the prince told you this?" The old woman addressed her grandson.
"Yeah, he was very knowledgeable in all kinds of trivia, said it an important thing for an avatar hunter."
Avatar… Hunter…?! Just what did Aang get himself into?! And who would want to hunt him!
"Enough." The chief said and the table went silent. "We're here to talk about our guest, who he is, how he got here, and what's he's planning to do now. Some come, entertain us. Tell us about yourself."
"Well…"
Aang told them about his life in the air temple, about Gyatso, about the pranks. He told them about the storm that caught him and Aapa mid-flight, obviously without the reason why he flew away in the first place, and then that the next thing he remembered was Katara and Sokka.
"I see… and what year did it happen again?" Hakoda asked.
"I don't understand."
"Humor me, kid."
"3894 AN."
"AN?" Katara sked in confusion.
"It's a short for 'After nations', meaning after the formation of the four nations." Gran-gran explained. "It used to count years before the start of the war and a genocide of the air nomads."
"War?! Genocide?!" What was Aang hearing right now?!
"It's settled then" Hakoda looked at Aang. "You have been frozen in ice for the last hundred years, right before the start of the war. Avatar."
"A hundred years?!" Then something else clicked. "W-why do you think that I'm the avatar?"
"Kid, you are an air bender, your kind hadn't been seen since the start of the war a century ago. As for the avatar thing, I'm not stupid, kid. A regular person doesn't just come out of the ice after being frozen for a century as if nothing happened, and don't think that I didn't saw you flinch when we mentioned the avatar."
"Aang… is that true?" Katara asked. "Why didn't you tell us?"
"It's… it's because I never wanted to be…" Aang admitted sadly. "I'm sorry for lying to you, I was just scared."
"It's fine, Aang. I understand that it's a lot to take in." Katara reassured him. "But now you can stop the fire nation and end the war."
"But I don't understand. I have friends in the fire nation, and they're some of the nicest people I have ever met. Why would they start a war? They looked pretty content with what they had."
"They may have, but fire lord Sozin certainly did not." Gran-gran said. "The leaders that lead the nation not always care for the state of their people, too many times their greed overwhelms their duties. It's especially so with fire, without something to hold it back a flame will consume and grow in an endless cycle until there is nothing left for it to consume. And then, it will die and leave an empty world."
"But maybe I could talk to the fire lord?" Aang suggested. "I'm the Avater, he'll have to at least hear me out, right?"
The others looked at him as if he had grown a second head.
"We're so screwed." Sokka finally said.
"Avatar, the current fire lord is a man who scared the face of his own son because said son disagreed with him." Hakoda said, much to Aang's bewilderment. "He is not a person to talk to. Which leads me to the next question, what do you plan to do now?"
"Now?" Aang didn't understand, although it appears that he didn't understand a lot of things
"You need to be a fully realized avatar in control of all four elements to face the fire lord and his army and bring peace once more, from your story you have mastered only air bending. Which, I admit, is impressive for one so young, but is still a step in a long journey."
"I can learn water bending here. You have water bending masters, right?"
"I'm afraid that the fire nation took all of our water benders as well, young one." Gran-gran spoke with a sad tone. "If it's a water bending teacher you seek, then you must travel to the north pole on the other side of the world."
"But Katara is a water bender." Aang noted. "And a pretty good one from what I've seen."
"Thanks, but I know that I'm not that great." She said a little embarrassed. "I didn't have any formal training, and what training I did have come from questionable sources. I'm not feat to teach."
"And she's the last water bender of the south pole." The chief said. "But even if we could have found someone to teach you, you can't stay."
"What?! Why?!" Katara asked, offended on his behalf. "He's done nothing wrong!"
"It has nothing to do with wrong." Hakoda merely shook his head. "When the fire lord will hear about this, and you can be sure that this lightshow hadn't gone unnoticed, who do you think he'll send?"
Aang visibly saw how Katara's skin became paler and paler, her expression turned from indignation to confusion to horror. "No…" She whispered, to which her father only nodded.
"It's a matter of survival." He stated. "The longer the avatar is within our walls, the more we risk the fire nation raiding our shores once more. Only this time they will be spearheaded by prince Zuko himself, and I don't fancy our chances in this case. The tribe had his fill of battle, I will not damn it to another."
"You will have the day to rest and restock." Hakoda addressed Aang. "But you will have to leave tomorrow morning."
"I understand sir, I will not endanger your people." And he meant it as he bowed to the patriarch. "Thank you for your hospitality."
"By the way, your… flying bison, was it? How many people do you think it could carry for long distances?"
"I don't know, it least eight. Why?" Aang was confused.
"Then I wave a favor to ask, avatar." Hakoda bowed. "Will you allow my kids to accompany you in your journey to the north pole? And take care of their safety?"
"Sure, the more the merrier." Aang asked without thinking about it too hard.
"WHAT?!" It seems that the rest of the family wasn't involved in this decision, only the grandmother sat silently.
"Would you mind giving us a few minutes of privacy, avatar? I apologize for the discomfort." Hakoda asked him.
"Sure, I should check on Appa anyway." Aang said as he walked outside. He had no reason to get involved in what is clearly a family matter.
"Husband, what was that just now?" Mom addressed dad, and Katara agreed. In return, dad only sighed.
"I lake it as much as you do, dear, trust me." Dad replied as he tiredly rubbed his face. "But as I see it, we don't have many options. Katara still needs an actual water bending teacher, something that she can't get here. Heck, we don't even know if Zuko managed to get the fire lord off Katara, not to mention the random glory seekers who would go after the last water bender of the south. For all we know there is a taskforce like that heading our way right now."
That… made a lot of sense, hate as she was to admit it. So because of her water bending she had to be robbed again from mom and dad, after only a short time of reunion. She will never say that she hated her gift, but it was the cause of many of her troubles.
"But there are other reasons as well." Dad continued.
"Like what?" Her brother asked with a raised eyebrow.
"We need people." Dad said plainly. "Half of our men are gone, foreigners as our shore, the war always looming at the horizon, we can't go on like this. We need a stable and self-sustaining community if we want to rebuild ourselves, and for that we'll need more people. I need you two to be our embassy in the north, you will be also tasked with anything that may benefit the tribe. You have my full authority to do what you must. Use your connection with the avatar as a leverage, those frats are extremely traditional."
That's… that's a lot to take in.
"Shouldn't someone more qualified deal with this?" Sokka asked. "You know, an adult?"
"It's the best we can do." Dad explained. "I trust my men with my life, but I also know that the vast majority of them isn't up to a task like this, and those who do I can't let go. In addition, the avatar should interact with his own age group, I'm afraid that his air nomad worldview will clash with our warrior's more jaded one."
"Besides." Dad chuckled. "You sell yourself short. You two have achieved much in such a short time, and you have a few things that those wall dwellers will never have."
"What?" Katara asked.
"Outside experience and understanding, the willingness to change and improve, actually facing your problems, and ego smaller than an iceberg." The last two things were said in a tired voice. "Can I trust you? The two of you are free to disagree and I'll drop the subject."
She and Sokka looked at each other, they saw the determination in the other one's eyes. "We'll do it." They said together.
"Love?" Dad turned to mom, who let out a sigh.
"I wouldn't lie, I don't like it. And I'm pissed at you for not consulting me." She admitted. "But I do see your point. If the kids agree then I'll allow it."
"Mother?" Dad addressed Gran-gran.
"You're the chief, you stupid boy! You don't need the permission from some old woman!" She yelled at dad, but there was no heat in her words. "But the two of them are the ones who found and brought back the avatar to the world, it has to mean something."
"It's settled then." Dad declared. "I'll go to inform the tribe."
Zuko looked at his now once again healed face, not a trace of the scars had been left. Burnt out, all of them. Literally in this case. His eyes were equal in size, face perfectly symmetric, and hair in a short haircut. A "lady-killer", as both Sai and Jasmine told him.
The mention of the female air bender caused Zuko to grimace as her absence, her presence had grown on him, and it was strange to not have her around. No matter, it was only temporary. Sure, it irked him to leave her in that den of snakes, and the less said about Mi-Dved the better, but he coped with the fact that Azula will ensure Jasmine's safety. The bluff Sai made will buy them some time.
"Are you ready, your highness?" Sai said in his head. "There is no turning back from here."
"Turning back wasn't an option a long time ago." Zuko spoke aloud. He didn't even care if someone may overhear him. "I was just too deluded to see it."
The thing in question was something Zuko would have never dreamed of even thinking to do, an outright usurpation, treason of the highest order. Any hesitation is gone. Zuko is going to kill his father and take the throne, by force if necessary. Having seen his mother's memories was the final push Zuko needed to fully embrace the idea. The fact that Ozai didn't ever care for him and saw him as nothing more than a tool he could somehow swallow, but everything he put mom through crossed the line.
He looked to his left, Xing was sleeping there peacefully. The hellhound returned earlier that day from wherever he was at. Honestly, Zuko was glad that Xing hadn't been during the trail, things would have been much more complicated otherwise. Although Xing did have some nasty bite marks and scratch marks on his neck and back, as well as burn marks on his lower belly as if it was subjected to random uncontrollable blasts of heat. The fracture in his pelvis that looked like it was made by a trauma of multiple hits of a medium weight object in rapid succession also needed a look.
Still, Xing returned with a stupid grin on his face, so Zuko decided that all was well. He wouldn't lie, Azula did give him a scare when she told him about Xing.
Taking a deep breath, Zuko fixed his new armor one last time before opening the door and walking dramatically. He walked to the deck and stood up the podium. Towering, fierce, imperial, Zuko couldn't mess this up.
"I know all of you wonder why you are all here." Zuko said, noting the uncertainty his crew had. "But first I will give you all a choice. What I am about to say will not leave this ship, if any of you wants to go back under-deck, now it's the time."
None of them moved.
"I will say it short and simply, I'm planning to commit treason of the highest order." He saw them look at each other with uncertainty. "Ozai is a sadistic monster that must go, his acts of cruelty and crimes are known to all. He used and abused me my entire life for his own ends, he scared and banished me for defying the slaughter of new recruits, he even wants to end my life. But those are things I can overlook, the next ones aren't!"
"He killed his own father!" Zuko declared, savoring the surprised gasps of his crew. "He raped his own wife into poison fire lord Azulon! Only to fake the will that placed him as the next fire lord, knowing his brother was too full of grief to do anything! He is a fake lord! A false idol! I will rid the world of his presence!"
"But most of all, his crimes and cruelty over the people he swore to protect are too much! Burning left and right! Indiscriminate slaughter! He is a beast that needs to be put down! When I'm fire lord, no one will have to suffer like this ever again! I will bring prosperity to the fire nation like never before! I will bring an end to this war with a total fire nation victory and unite all of humanity under one banner!"
"Now, are you with me?!"
There was a silence for two seconds, before Mi-Dved raised his fist to the air. "All hail fire lord Zuko!"
The others were quick to follow. Soon enough, all the crew chanted it. Zuko noticed only one person who didn't join, his uncle. The old general only stood there in disappointment. It hurt, Zuko will admit it hurt very much.
Never mind. There was a fire lord to overthrow and a world to conquer, there was no time to wallow in his deuterating relationship with his uncle.
Hakoda and the rest of the tribe bead goodbye as Sokka, Katara, and the avatar flew away on the avatar's flying bison. That will not get any less weird to say it.
"It seems like the kids are leaving the nest." His wife said from his side.
"It seems so."
"You know that I'm still mad with you for this, right?" She said as she continued waving goodbye.
"I know." He did the same.
There was a moment of silence.
"I want another one." She said suddenly. "The nest feels too empty."
"Yes, ma'am." He knew better than argue, especially when threatened with good time. "Mother will be with her friends for the rest of the day, so the house will basically be only the two of us for the day."
"Sounds like a plan." She agreed as the two walked back to their home.
"I'm still worried about the kids." Kya admitted. "There are just so many things that could go wrong, and that's excluding the usual worries of a mother."
"I will lie if I say that I have no worries of my own." Hakoda admitted. "But I trust the two of them to watch each other's back. Besides, the avatar will keep them safe, and if worst comes to worst, they will always have a ten-ton behemoth to the rescue. Somehow, I don't fear for their safety."
It was a lie. He had no illusions about what will happen if Zuko faced the avatar as he is now, the prince will tear the boy apart. He at least hoped that Appa's sheer size was enough to deter Xing, but he had his reservations since even that monstrosity at the tunnels didn't. Of course he told nothing of this to his wife.
"Good." She smiled as they were now in their home. "So without further ado~"
As they began their preparations to fulfil his wife's will, however, they were interrupted by two scouts barging into his home with terrified expressions.
"Boys, if it's not a life or death situation, I'll make it one!" Hakoda said enraged.
"S-sorry for the interruption, but-"
"Out with it, boy!" He had no patience for this now.
"It can be!" The other scout yelled. "For the entire village!"
He looked at his wife, who merely sighed in kid frustration. "Go deal with whatever it is, I will stay here in any case." He kissed her cheek before following the two soon to be waste-men for the next mouth.
"You better have something really good there." He addressed the two.
"It's better that you take a look yourself, chief." The first one handed him a far-eye, which Hakoda grumbled as he took.
"Okay, what was so important that I had to see? All I see is ice, snow, and look at that, more ice." The wind howling in his ears didn't make him feel any more comfortable. "The only thing out of ordinary is that the wind howls stronger than it should and that the ice is breaking apart faster than before.
"I don't think it's the wind sir." The man that handed him the far-eye shook his head, nor the ice."
"What are you on about?" Hakoda said as another iceberg broke, the thing made the local heard of beasts run in fright. Strange, they usually are more accustomed to icebreaking, they shouldn't run like that.
"Look at the herd." The second man said. "You'll understand soon enough."
Hakoda watched as the ground underneath the herd shook. Then, in a scene that he will remember forever, the single largest thing he ever saw rose up and swallowed whatever poor creatures were running above. It was big, it had bone white armor and too many legs to count. Did he mention it was big? Because that fact couldn't be understated.
"Is that an ice centipede?" Hakoda asked. "They aren't supposed to be this big. Screw that, nothing's supposed to be this big."
"We don't know, sir. We called you the moment we here sure we didn't go mad. That thing will eat the entire tribe if it gets near us."
No jokes about that. The biggest creature Hakoda ever faced was , and he didn't as much fight as he endured until others took care of it. Even then, he lost half of his men in the process. This thing looked like it could swallow whole. Yeah… fighting was out of question. The usual strategy of fending off ice centipedes by creating strong vibrations was also off the table, Hakoda was pretty sure any vibration they make will be more akin to a dinner bell than anything else.
How did this thing even appear in the first place, and why now? Wait… a sinking feeling made place in Hakoda's stomach. A gargantuan ice centipede bigger than anything else, a creature without equals on land and under it. It sounded suspiciously like the Apex his kids told him about, a creature beyond measure that Zuko trapped deep underground.
"We need to go, now."
He and the other two turned tail before the thing could notice their presence.
"What's the plan, chief?"
"Gather the rest of the adults, we are having a meeting."
When they finally went back to the village, there were cheers of celebration. Just what happened in the half an hour he was gone?! Which is exactly what he asked the nearest person he asked.
"It's a miracle, chief!" the person said. "Hamma, one of the water benders that were taken during the raids, have finally returned!"
This was either a very good thing or a very bad one, especially with what lurks underneath. Now he only needed Zuko to arrive and then it will be truly the worst timing ever... and he just jinxed himself, didn't he.
AN
Hey, sorry for the late update.
Chapter 55: Chapter 53
Chapter Text
I Don't own Avatar the last air bender.
chapter 53
"Remind me again why we are sending a letter to my father about the avatar's return?" Zuko questioned his body-less companion. "Wouldn't it be better to hide that card in our sleeve?"
"Well, for starters, he's going to be notified about it sooner rather than later. Avatars aren't exactly known for their subtlety. Better for it to come from you so that it couldn't be leveraged as your fault." Sai explained. "Besides, knowing your father, he'll order you on a standby for 'more experienced' people to be on the case. We can use it to pass on the blame when they ultimately fail against all odds due to plot armor and use this new freedom to do our own thing. The world isn't going to conquer itself, you know."
That… made a lot of sense, Zuko hated to admit.
"Speaking of the avatar, what can you tell me about him?"
"An air bender, obviously. They also seem to move at high speed in a perfect line regardless of ice and sea, suggesting that either the avatar learnt advance enough bending with tremendous stamina to boot, or owns a flying mount capable of carrying at least one person. Which brings us down to either a dragon or a sky bison, from which the later is much more probable both because of the avatar's upbringing and the fact that a dragon would have withered in the poles."
"Great… Now we have to deal with a furry behemoth as well. No matter, what about his bending mastery?"
"We need to treat them as master air bender at most, no other elements for now."
"How do you know?" Zuko asked in confusion. "They stayed hidden for almost a century, Agni knows how much training they had."
"They were frozen for nearly a century. If they were active the entire time, their mount would have been long dead from age. Assuming it's a bison. Following this, either the avatar managed to breed a nearly extinct animal as large, noisy and grass glutinous as a sky bison in the stark white frozen tundra without anyone noticing, or they found a way to freeze themselves in time through the power of plot armor and the magic of friendship. From my experience with Raava and her dolls, the later is almost guaranteed."
"The magic of friendship?"
"Don't ask."
Right…
"It still doesn't answer the question."
"By my estimations, the avatar should have been around twelve years old when the fire nation attacked. Even if they are a prodigy even by avatar standards and started their water bending training, they would have been taken to either one of the tribes. And trust me, if they were indeed taken, that tribe wouldn't have shut up about it to have a one-up on its sibling. Records would have been written, at Wan Shi Tong's library if nothing else."
Fair enough. Anyway, it leaves another big problem.
"What about the workshop? Is it destroyed?" It would be a huge waste and a massive loss if it was.
"No, the workshop had experienced, and will experience, worse. By now any damage is cosmetic at worst."
Well, that's a relief at least. Now they only had to take care of the source. "I suppose facing the Apex head-on is out of question."
"Unless you want to get mauled by hundreds of tons of enraged beast, yes. Although I honestly see no other way then confrontation at some point." Sai confirmed Zuko's fear.
"I really, really, really don't want to fight it." Zuko will be the last to be accused of cowardice, but even he had limits!
"I'm calculating scenarios to imprison this thing again, hopefully there wouldn't be an awakening avatar to release it in the near future."
"You do that." Zuko nodded.
They docked at the greenhouse soon enough and were greeted without any complications. It seems like the place had grown in population since last time, a fact that he mentioned to the manager.
"Yes, your highness. We have gotten more recruits. With our popularity growing, there are even people who voluntarily come here. Desperate all the same, true, but willing. There are even young families coming here to escape the war at literally the end of the world. Which it good, considering the… complications with the water tribe as of late."
Right, he wanted to get to that eventually. "Explain."
"Well, you see, there was an incident with one of our boys and a local woman. Both willing, of course. But when her husband returned, he wasn't very amused. Ever since then, the women have stopped coming. At least the married ones and many of the unmarried."
"And what happened to the woman in question?" Zuko asked. He of course was going to ask Hadoka the same, but it was best to hear both sides.
"She's living with us." The manager confirmed. "Along with her new husband. Which brings me to the next point. Since there are going to be more families here, the current sleeping arrangements who were designed for only-men dorm units to save space is inadequate. I humbly ask for a raise of funds for a new wing design to support family units. I of course wrote a form, but you word will help tremendously."
"I'll talk to Loban." Zuko nodded. "The tera-formation and colonization of the poles is of outmost importance. Although I must ask, was this incident an only case?"
"There… may be a few more in the future." The manager pulled his shirt uncomfortably. Great, just great. No, no matter. It was what Zuko wanted, the integration of the southern tribe. He just hoped it would have been less like those soap operas that are so popular back home.
"Continuing to other more pressing matters, have you heard any strange noises outside?"
"Now that you mentioned it, yes." The manager confirmed. "Well, not personally, but the man who did get out reported on strange sounds of ice breaking and screeching. Said they never heard something like that before. Combining with the strange light, the men are in much distress. Do you know perhaps what that was?"
"Describe the lights." Zuko ordered.
"A sudden ray of light-blue light, coming from somewhere on the ground skyward. It was like that for a moment or two before disappearing."
"Raava…" Sai all but confirmed in Zuko's head. Zuko sighed before answering.
"While the lights are a state-secret, know that I'm on the case. More importantly, you should be worried about the noises instead." He warned. "I have reason to believe that the Apex have escaped from its prison."
"T-the A-apex?!" The man shook as he stuttered. "T-that mile long monstrous creature that you trapped under thousands of tons of rock and ice? The one that we transported its adolescent skins in the biggest containers available like a snake-box prank?"
"Yes." Zuko could hear the heartbeat of the man in front of him fastening to a heart attack. "And I will take care of it as well. Nevertheless, I need this place under lockdown until farther notice. The creature sees through vibrations, that's why it targets the massive hordes of trampling beasts."
It needn't to be said where it will go after it exhausted all noisy food supply to feed its never-ending hunger.
"Hey." Zuko shook the terrified man. "I will die before letting any harm come to you. You are safe here, I promise. If there was a risk, I would have transferred you all already. Now, as the leader of this facility, you have the right to know what's happening. If you share it with the rest, it's on you. You know the people here much better than I and I trust your judgement."
"Yes, your highness."
Good. Things here are… as best as they could be. Now came the next challenge, speaking with Hadoka. It should be easy enough as long as Zuko sticks to their common multi-legged enemy.
"You are making a mistake!" Hamma oh so calmly told Hadoka. "We need to kill him! Preferably when he sleeps!"
"Enough!" Mom answered back. "You are forgetting your place, sister. You may have escaped after decades of captivity, but he is your chief. His word is law."
He let the two women argue, from personal experience it's better for anyone involved. He then once again thought about what led to this moment.
He got a message from Zuko of all people, telling that the prince would like to visit and ask a few questions about some anomalies in the area. It was written politely enough as a request, but Hadoka would be a fool to not treat it as an order.
Which brought the next problem. By "anomalies" the prince no doubt meant the avatar's return. Hadoka had no will to connect it with the tribe, and even less to explain why his children, who apparently managed to befriend the prince against all common sense, aren't around.
"Enough." Hadoka finally said. He was the chief, no matter if others like it or not. "It is what it is. Zuko is coming to the village, there is no denying nor stopping it. He also is going to ask about the avatar, there is no denying it as well. We will greet him, as a guest, until proven otherwise."
"Now, when he asks about Aang you will admit that he was here, but only as an air bender. As far as anyone's concerned, we have given salt and bread to a lone air bender boy, nothing else." Hadoka instructed before turning to the water bender. "As for you, you will stay put in your igloo and won't make a sound until Zuko is well away."
"And before you say anything." He stopped her coming rebuttal. "Zuko recognized my daughter as a water bender from a mere glance, and I'm pretty sure he can do the same with you. So unless you think you can win against him and company, you will fall in line. Am I clear?"
He barely acknowledged her reluctant acceptance as he turned and went for the meeting spot.
"Are you sure you want to be here?" He asked his wife as she took the spot to his right. "It's not that I expect any trouble to begin with, but you can never know."
"It's quite alright, dear." She smiled at him. "I hardly think that the prince will bring any harm upon me, considering the lengths he went through to assure my return. I didn't have the chance to thank him for it. Besides, I want to get a measure of him myself."
"As you wish." Hadoka relented.
It wasn't long before the prince and company had arrived. Luckily, it was a small party. Only the prince himself, his right hand earth bender, a random soldier, and the dog. Of course he brought that infernal hound. What's more, they brought with them on their boat an adult southern elk buck that had recently been killed. It was an impressive specimen of about a ton and a half of meat and fat.
The dog was the first to jump off the boat. It did a circle around the area as it sniffed the ground before returning to its original place and sitting in attention. After the bloodhound, came the giant. The son of Mi-Sha jumped to the ground. It wasn't a strong one, but the sheer weight of the man was enough to feel the ground shaking a little for a moment. The prince was the last one to descend. There was no theatrics in it, just a simple step off the boat. But whenever he stepped, the ground seethed and released steam. It was as if the land itself was in pain, an emphasis on how wrong it was for that thing to be here.
"Prince Zuko." Hadoka greeted. "Salt and bread?"
The offer was not one of generosity. 'Salt and bread' is an antient tradition of invoking guest right, meaning that the village wouldn't harm Zuko and his crew and vice versa. Besides giving his people a sense of security, as well as using Zuko's sense of honor against him, it also meant to halt any attempts of his more headstrong people to try and do something to the prince. Breaking guest right is considered a huge taboo.
"Thank you." Zuko and co took the food. It wasn't exactly bread, there is no whit here after all, but instead a dried piece of meat. Even the dog took a bite, much to Hadoka's relief and carnage. Just how smart was that thing?
"We also brought a gift of good will." The prince mentioned the elk. The dog, Xing, jumped into the boat and carried with it the ton and a half dead animal. As the hound brought the beast down, Hadoka noticed the deep gashes and teeth marks on the elk, making it clear how it was killed. "Xing will carry it wherever you need, just point him to the right direction."
"We appreciate it, prince Zuko." Hadoka nodded as he off-handedly ordered one of his men to guide the dog, who carried the corpse by the neck with little trouble.
From there, they entered his home without any complications. No vengeance seeking warrior, no misplaced snowball. It also helped that the street, or whatever the analogy was with no roads, was practically empty with a few curious stares of little eyes from behind the curtains of the igloo.
They entered the house. Hadoka sat at the head of the table with Bato and Kya at his sides, Zuko sat at the opposite end with his two underlying.
"So." Hadoka started. Better get this over with as soon as possible. "What do we have the honor of your company? Don't get me wrong, but it's a long way from anywhere. I hardly think you sailed all the way here for a chat."
"True." The prince nodded his head, bending the neck a bit sideways. "First and foremost, let me be the barrier of good news. Katara is not on the radar of the fire nation."
Hamma already told him that, so it wasn't a surprise, but hearing it from the prince did put a weight off his shoulders.
"Unfortunately." Here comes the other shoe. "There are other, less comfortable, things that are needed to be discussed. Starting from the lesser one, how this are with the greenhouse after the fiasco?"
"Great, you know about it…" Hadoka mumbled to himself before continuing. "Things are tense, but manageable. Thankfully no one is going out of their way for retribution. But don't expect the men to do more than tolerate."
"That's all I ask." Zuko nodded. Clearly, the prince wants to put that behind as much as Hadoka. "Now for the camelephant in the room, you have seen that ray of light just like anyone else in the south. Have you noticed any strangers that don't look like they belong ever since? Besides me, of course."
"There had been an air bender kid a few days ago, along with his full-grown sky bison." Hadoka admitted. "He asked for supply and left."
"Describe him." Zuko said as he planted his elbows on the table. "Age, appearance, behavior, everything that can help."
"He was around twelve years old I think, acted like one as well. He had those blue arrow-like tattoos that were said to be common among the air benders. Along with yellow and orang monk grab." Hadoka recalled. He saw the regular fire nation soldier scribing something. Once the man stopped, he showed a surprising accurate drawing of Aang.
"Is this a passable picture?" Zuko asked, to which Hadoka merely nodded.
"Did he say his name? Any plans for the future?"
"Aang." Hadoka answered. "He said that he was going north, didn't clarify an exact position."
Zuko nodded, excepting the answer.
"But there is something that you must know." Hadoka started. Here comes the hard part. "He agreed to give my daughter a ride to the north pole, with my son accompanying them."
The silence was deafening.
"Excuse me for a moment." The prince said as he got up from the table and went to the kitchen. He bent his head down to a pot of all things for a minute or two, and then quickly pulled out and closed the cover. He then returned to his place.
"Do you have any idea how this complicates things?" Zuko asked. Not yelled, no, but he clearly showed his displeasure. "After all I sacrificed for-… No, never mind. What's done is done. I presume you want me to turn a blind eye? I'm afraid it's out of my hands now."
"And is there no way for it to get in your hands?" Hadoka asked. "We don't have much, but I'm sure we-"
"No, you don't understand." Zuko shook his head. "Defending your daughter, among my other transgressions… It had put me in deep boiling water with my father. If he finds out that both Sokka and Katara accompany the avatar, and let's not kid ourselves, we all know he's the avatar. Father will use it as ammunition to disarm me of all influence. I'll do what I can behind the scenes to cover up for them, but I can't promise anything."
"That's… fair." Hadoka concluded. He wasn't satisfied by any means, but it was as good as he's going to get.
"Well, from the important to the pressing." Zuko changed the subject. "I presume you already aware about the Apex?"
"If you mean that gargantuan ice centipede the size of a mountain, then yes. We are all very aware." Hadoka commented. "I was under the impression that you buried it without a way out."
It wasn't an accusations, no, but it was a close one.
"Apparently the light show the avatar did managed to shake its bindings, as well as act as a beacon for it to go to the surface."
"So you're saying it's the avatar's fault?" Bato asked, a bit skeptical.
"Accidentally, I'm sure." Zuko clarified. "Yet the problem still stands."
"And, forgive me for asking, but I why are you helping?" Hadoka had to ask. "I would have thought that a rampaging monster would have been ideal for the fire nation."
"One." Zuko held a finger. "I have the greenhouse here that I need to protect. After Apex finishes with the hordes, it will be the first place it strikes."
"Two." Another finger raised. "That thing remembers me. It will come after me if I don't put it down. And believe me, you don't want to be actively targeted by that thing. I like to live without the constant fear of being swallowed by the ground out of nowhere."
"And three." A third finger. "Believe it or not, I actually care about the people."
"Very well, so what's your plan then?" Hadoka asked.
"I'll act as a bait for the Apex, rile it up just enough for it to keep chasing me until we find a way to trap it."
"So you just winging it." Hadoka concluded.
"Oh, no." Zuko shook his head. "We're going to trap it in the great swamp north to Gaoling. The swamp is spiritual in nature, and will assimilate the Apex inside it."
"But isn't it on the other side of the ocean?" Bato asked in confusion. "How are you planning to reach there? Let alone lure it."
"Let's just say that I got a ship upgrade during the time I was out of commission, one that should allow it to be fast enough to be just out of reach. And for the land part I got a few toys of my own." Zuko assured them. "And as for the Apex… trust me that it will keep up."
Hadoka, from what he saw, was certain at least about the last part.
"By the way, I need a word in private with you." Zuko addressed Hadoka as he gestured to both of their companions. With a nod of his own, both his wife and right-hand man went outside with Mi-Dved and the other soldier.
"So what did you want to talk about?"
It was about two days since they left and Katara already missed home. That said, traveling with the avatar had been an… experience, for lack of better term.
First was the flying. Katara flew once in her life, when Zuko carried her like a princess in his arms to meet her family. She had to fight to hide her blush at the thoughts, she didn't want the boys to ask questions. But flying on Appa was another experience entirely. She had so much space there to see the view!
Another strange thing was sleeping in the air miles above the water. It was surprisingly comfortable though, Appa controlled his flight very well. The view was amazing as well, at least in the first hour or two. There is a limit to how much water you can see before getting bored.
A grunt was heard from their ride.
"Appa is uncomfortable with the height." Aang translated. "Are you sure he can't fly lower?"
"Not if we want to stay hidden from the fire nation." Sokka shook his head. "Any lower and the eyes may see us, and I don't need to explain why this is a bad thing."
Sokka sounded a bit more aggressive than usual as the air bender, probably because Aang used their meat supply to start a fire last night. While she did try to be understandable with the avatar, how does someone not knowing how a meat looked?
"I still can't believe that someone actually figured a way to fly without air bending." Aang spoke. "If I didn't see those balloons myself, I wouldn't have believed it. Still, I don't believe that they managed to get to the air temples."
Now that was an awkward point. During their flight, Sokka oh so tactfully revealed about the air bender genocide. Her brother was lucky Aang was so optimistic or else Katara would have thrown him off Appa herself.
"You said that those things were recent, right? So they couldn't be used a hundred years ago. Besides, they're too slow to catch an air bender." Aang reasoned. "Just because no one had seen an air bender for the last hundred years doesn't mean that they're gone, they're probably hiding."
"If you say so, Aang. Just… be prepared for anything." Sokka warned the young air bender.
"Anyway, we should be there soon enough. The southern air temple is just ahead." Aang pointed at the island that was starting to show. "I'm sure that we'll find water and food there."
"Oh no!" Aang suddenly yelled.
"What happened?!" Katara asked fearfully. Were they discovered?
"I just figured out that I didn't clean my room for a hundred years." Aang answered her. "Boy am I not looking forward to that."
That kid was going to be the end of her.
Luckily, they managed to slip past the fire nation patrols and land on the island without any complications. The place was amazing from afar, like all those mystic temples Gran-gran told in her stories before bed. But when they got closer, however… it was as one would imagine a temple that wasn't taken care of for a hundred years.
There were weed and rabble everywhere. What used to be a place full of life and laughter filled with kids and lemurs and bison, at least according to Aang, was a dump.
"I don't understand it, where are all the air benders?" Aang asked.
'I'm not ready for this.' Zuko said inside his head as they were in position, the Apex's gigantic frame just barely out of sight as the beast tore the ground while feeding off of one of the last herds. Its centipedal body circled in and out of the ground as it revealed its house size razor sharp bug legs in all their glory.
"It's grown bigger." Mi-Dved commented with a bit of worry from atop of Xing. It was decided that as Mi-Dved had the best chance to harm the creature (besides Zuko himself of course) with his rapture axes, and since he lacks Zuko's own agility on both land and air, that he will mount the hound as a cavalry.
"Which makes it less precise in its hits." Zuko said with a confidence he didn't feel. "Our plan stays the same."
"By your mark." The earth bender nodded grimly.
Zuko took one deep breath, and made his move. He summoned flames from his hand and materialized a trident from them, a new trick Sai told him. The trident itself was a work of art, a black metal with red and orange accents and gems with and a red gem in the middle of the head. The head itself was in the image of 'M' with the side-blades sharp enough to dissect someone with a swing.
It was a relic from the workshop, a creation of the first overlord to combat beings of higher power. Ironically enough, this very item was the one that wounded a centipede of even higher power. According to Sai, the first overlord stroke Kuh with this trident to make the spirit return the faces and souls of the people of his village.
So it was needless to say that they weren't lacking in firepower. Or at least that's what Zuko would have said if the trident wasn't locked. Apparently, to not cause aggravation and force the spirits to move before Sai had countermeasures, the full capacity of the trident was beyond Zuko's reach. Even so, it was a great catalyst for Zuko's bending.
The trident wasn't the only change that came from the flames. Zuko's armor also got a makeover to match the color pattern of the trident, as well as an upgrade that will allow it to take a few hits from the Apex. And so, without further ado, it started.
"Come A-pex!" Zuko yelled as he held the trident high, gem glowed in radiance.
The Apex roared in rage, well aware of the new-old challenger. The scream vibrated through the air, Zuko even felt its waves a mile away. Xing and Mi-Dved were gone, laying in ambush for the right moment, which left Zuko alone to face the Apex.
Now here's something interesting. The Apex is blind and deaf, at least Zuko hoped it was still the case, and it used vibrations to sense. Logically, Zuko's little show should have been unnoticed. However, the trident also released vibrations through the air, vibrations that the Apex sensed. And now it was locked on Zuko, remembering well who is responsible for its suffering.
Zuko dashed forward, fire trailed behind him as he missiled himself at the adversary. A maw big enough to swallow a frigate opened and released sickly-green acid that Zuko barely avoided, it hissed as it touched and dissolved the ground. Then, Zuko hit the thing on its head, with all his might.
There was a huge blast, strong enough to knock Zuko backward. The trident, locked as it is, was still by far the greatest catalyst to his bending that Zuko ever experienced. With the exception of Sai of course. It was the single strongest hit Zuko had ever done, and it was a relatively weak on compared to his other attacks.
It seemed like the Apex thought it weak as well, because Zuko had immediately fly high to avoid a bite. The thing wasn't even phased, not even a scratch.
'Right… good thing we don't need to defeat it.'
"On your left!"
Zuko barely evaded a tail swipe that would literally swipe a street clean, buildings and all.
And so, it began in its earnest. Zuko tried to circle around the Apex, making it tie itself up, but the beast was smart enough to not fall for it. Or maybe it physically couldn't? Not that Zuko had too much time thinking about anything other than survival.
From the corner of his eyes, he could see Xing and Mi-Dved doing their work. Mi-Dved threw his axes at the creature, directly in the joints. The axe was strong enough to penetrate the wall of Amora, yet the Apex didn't even feel it. It was more akin to a mosquito bite if Zuko was to judge. And yet, it was only the start of the plan.
You see, every time Mi-Dved through an axe, he also connected a bomb to the most vulnerable parts of the thick armor. And the bombs were on timer, which means that soon enough the Apex was suffering the damage of numerous highly dense explosives in his joints.
And yes, the gargantuan titan was hurt by the dozen or so explosions in the last three minutes. Even though, it seems like the damage was minor at best. There were no limbs falling off, and even whatever damage they did manage to do was already starting to heal.
All in all, it was a quagmire of ear-splattering screeches, explosions, and centipedal legs connected to the colossal body. But they were slowly but surly getting it nearer the ship, and the hurting joints should slow it enough for them to be just in front of it as they travel to the swamp.
It must have looked epic from the side.
"It looks epic." His wife said at his side as they looked at the scene far, far away through their field glass. "No wonder Mi-sha left pecking."
"Aha." Hadoka couldn't help but nod.
The scene before them looked like it was taken out of a nightmare. Serpentine body with too many legs circled in and out of the ground like some kind of a parasite, and it never seemed to end. And the noise, oh it was awful even from afar. He had no will to know how it was up close.
There were explosions all around, and he saw a bright spot that he figured was Zuko shoot a beam of red-orange light at the beast. Hadoka saw how a ray cut icebergs in half, but it may have been a candle for all the good it did against the beast.
"I'm just glad that we don't have to deal with either of them." Bato commented from his other side.
"Have at you!"
Zuko decanted like a meteor right on the head of the monster, fire and electricity trailing behind him. When the two touched, the ground itself shook. Even here, far away from the battle, they had to fight to stay on their feet.
"La and Kui…" Hadoka let a silent prayer. Once again, he thanked the spirits that Zuko was of the civil sort, as well as forgiving. If Hadoka had to face this at their first meeting…
No, there isn't any use to think about what may have been, especially when the events turned as much in his favor as possible.
The battle continued to rage on, slowly but surely moving towards the ocean. Then, a misstep.
Hadoka didn't know what happened, the prince became slower or predictable, a lucky shot, anything, but the Apex managed to get a clear hit on Zuko with its tail. The prince crashed into an iceberg, and then through it. It must have been at least fifty meters of solid ice. The Apex hot in pursuit
Honestly, Hadoka thought that it was the end of the prince. There was no way a human being could survive something like this, the body itself would have splattered on the ice into a gory goo. His wife's horrified expression told him that she thought the same. She was strangely fixating on the prince, he will have to ask her privately about it later.
Looking back to the fight, it seemed that his worries were… not exactly for naught, but didn't materialize yet. Zuko rose up from the rubble and shot a beam of red and orange light at the Apex. It didn't seem to hurt the creature, but it slowed it a bit. Which is a fit on its own. Zuko then rose to the air in the last moment and flew towards the ocean, the Apex hot in pursuit.
"So." Hadoka turned towards the old water bender. "Still think it was a good idea to fight him?"
The old woman grumbled but did nothing else, which was all he needed from her. Whatever the outcome will be, this was no longer a concern for the tribe. His decision got rid of two major threats, and none could argue a case here. His rule was safe, at least for now.
"You know you can't protect him forever." Sokka stated to his sister after Aang left.
He, foolishly, agreed to play "airball" with Aang to cheer him up, which ended with him buried face first in the snow. Obviously. That did, however, exposed a dead fire nation helmet. He and his sister agreed to show it to Aang, he deserves to know the truth, but Katara chickened out in the last moment. And buried him in snow. Again.
"I couldn't crush him like this. If he learns fire benders were here, he'll be devastated."
"He's going to learn eventually you know, better it will be from us."
They continued the charade as Aang interduce them to his mentor, or a statue of his mentor at least. I was a little strange to Sokka. Air benders were supposed to be humble and the like, so why would have they made a statue of a living air bender? It was a bit of an ego, didn't it? They definitely couldn't have done that after Aang left with all the genocide thing.
Plot holes aside, the story was touching if nothing else.
"Where are you going?" His sister asked the air bender once he walked away from the statue.
"To the air sanctuary." Aang answered somberly. "There is someone I'm ready to meet."
Well, that wasn't ominous at all.
"But Aang, there is no way someone could have survived in there for a hundred years." Katara argued.
"It's not impossible." Aang argued. "I survived in the iceberg for that long."
"Hm, good point."
"And how do we get inside?" Sokka asked. "I don't see a key, or even a handle."
"The key." Aang explained with a smile. "Is air bending."
One air blast later, and the door opened to reveal a dark room. Did Sokka already mentioned the ominous feeling? They walked inside and saw…
"Statues?" He couldn't help but ask.
They looked like statuses of important people, but they were all wrong.
"Is that Zuko's helmet?" Katara asked in confusion. "Why do all those statues wear it?"
She wasn't wrong. Each and every statue they saw had its head cut off and replaced with identical looking helmets, exact stone replicas of the same helmet Zuko likes to wear. And it wasn't all. The place looked vandalized, as if someone really wanted to make a mess here. And they had a bone to pick with whoever 'Raava' was if the big and bold "SUCK IT RAAVA!" and other very expressive words was any indication.
"Who's Raava?" Sokka asked the Air bender, who had no idea.
"I don't understand." Aang was in shock. "It's the sanctuary, how could someone do something like this? How could they even get in?"
The helmets looked like they were all watching them, behind their obscured visor and all.
"It's… it's feels wrong…" Aang continued. "Something in me feels so angry and disgusted and I don't know why. I just want to tear this place apart stone by stone."
"Let's just keep going." Sokka suggested. He really didn't like it here.
Suddenly, a voice was heard from behind them and they all hid behind a statue.
"Fire nation." Sokka mouthed silently. He gestured Katara and Aang to cover him while he'll be the distraction. When Sokka sneaked a pick, however, he did a doubletake when he didn't sea a fire nation soldier, but a-
"Lemur!" Aang yelled happily as he started to chase the animal. With a loss of what to do, the two siblings looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders.
'How much longer?!'
"About ten minutes."
Agni damn it, that was too much. Zuko is definitely going to feel it in the morning. That last and only hit he got from Apex really did a number on him. He was punched through an iceberg, how strong did someone needed to be to do that?!
And the regeneration of everything that's broken in him mid fight? Not fun. Things started to get too hot here both figuratively and literally. And he's pretty sure his liver and his kidney switched places.
Another rain of acid was shot towards him, and he raised the trident in a wide arc, releasing flames that evaporated the acid around him. Zuko immediately moved to the right to escape a sonic boom, because apparently Apex learned that to mid fight. Wasn't it just great when your already invincible adversary gets stronger?
Mi-Dved and Xing were back at the ship directing the crew to prepare for immediate leave, it was decided that with Apex sprinting in one direction, it was too hard to place well aimed shots. Not that it wasn't a nightmare before. So at least that's one less thing to worry about.
After a grueling game of cat and mouse, Zuko finally saw the ship, and it already started to sail. Sighing in relief, Zuko spent all of his energy to push forward, Apex hot in pursuit. With a loud noise, Zuko crashed more than landed on the deck.
'Do you think it will stop following us in the water?' Zuko asked Sai, just as the beast passed through the water undeterred. It's eyes blazing with murder.
"I believe that answers your question."
"Full speed ahead! Now!"
The crew followed his orders exceptionally well, fear of being devoured by a hundred-ton kijo is one hell of a great motivator.
"Aang? Where did you- oh no…" Sokka so his sister standing in a dark room with a single ray of light coming from the ceiling. More importantly, Aang had found out what happened here in the worst way possible, by discovering the skeleton of his mentor and father figure surrounded by equally dead fire nation soldiers.
Yeah… they really should have prepared him better.
Aang's eyes began to glow in a bright blue light as he began to ascend. The wind around them became stronger and stronger until they were inside a tornado. His sister tried to calm him down, but for now the pain was too much for the kid.
Unknowingly to either of the teens, all the avatar temples around the world reacted to their god's return. Eyes of statues of avatars past began to glow in the same light-blue light, filling those around them with hope.
In Kyoshi island people bowed in front of the statue of their founder. In the eastern air temple an old man allowed himself to smile, before frowning over detecting something vile with his spiritual senses. Only in the fire nation, where Roku's temple shot a bright beam of light to the sky, did the news feel all but one sage with dread.
But the most unusual thing happened in the very temple the avatar resided in. In the sanctuary, the hall of fame of the avatar, the helmets atop of the statues did not shown in grace, but instead leaked tar like substance. It's presence makes the mortal man nauseous and filled with dread.
It was as if the past avatars were still strapped in their earthly shell. All of them knew exactly what was going to happen, what they were forced to do and were powerless to stop, and wept for it.
Hundreds of avatars wept their tears into the floor, transforming the most scared place to the most corrupt. A fountain of vile unnamed liquid made a lake to spread its evil through land and air. And for the first time in thousands of ears, a skeletal hand moved.
But Sokka and Katara were aware of none of those things, their only warning was a sudden headache. That is why when a hand made of only bones grabbed Sokka's leg, he was not afraid to admit that he may have released a voice an octave higher then his usual.
"Hm hahum hmhm ha~" Kia hummed happily as she cooked for the family. She went for the pot Zuko had not long ago, thinking about all the potential suitors her daughter has now, and opened the pot.
"AAARRRGH!" Flames shot out of the pot towards the sky in a direct beam, tearing through the icy roof.
Kia immediately closed the pot, which miraculously stopped the flames as well.
Maybe she wouldn't touch that pot, ever.
AN
Phew, took way too long, but I managed to finnaly got this chapter finished. Sorry for the delay.
Anyway, cannon has officially started and already there are some major changes with the Gaang now facing an undead incrusion and Zuko out of the picture while dealing with Apex, at least now he'll have an actuall excuse when Zhao asks about the damage of the ship ;)
Chapter 56: Chapter 54
Chapter Text
I Don't own Avatar the last air bender.
chapter 54
Sokka screamed as he clubbed the skeleton until its arm and skull broke. Nevertheless, it continued its crawling advancement with undead dedication.
"What are those things?!" His sister yelled at his side as she used her water bending.
It was hopeless. Even with his sister tidal waving the skeletons and breaking them against the wall, they just regenerated back. They were surrounded with no way to escape, against an enemy that literally can't die, starve, dehydrate, or tire. Damn it, he knew having Aang come here was a bad decision.
Then, light. A wave of light-blue light came from behind Sokka and washed the skeletons, turning them to dust. And just like that, what was a chaotic battlefield from a horror story became quiet. If one were to ignore the winds that is.
Turning around, he saw Aang with his eyes glowing and his face full of conviction as he floated in his elemental bubble towards the temple proper. No, this wasn't Aang. The Aang Sokka knew (from the few days they spent together) was a kind and a bit naïve child. This… this was the avatar, plane and simple.
Sokka always wondered why the avatar was called 'avatar'. The word 'avatar' means a vessel of some outside force to imprint its will through direct control, not something that comes one in one with the responsibilities the job has. He figured that it was because avatars sometimes communicated with their past lives and in times of need let their past selves to use the body as an avatar.
But that begged the question of who was the first avatar, and why was he called that? Now though, Sokka thinks he got his answer. Whatever it was that took hold on Aang now, it wasn't human. He could feel it with in soul.
"We need to go after him!" His idiotic sister yelled. "He may need help!"
"Are you out of your mind?!" Sokka yelled back. "Those were honest to La undead skeletons! You saw what good we've done against them, and you still want in?! Katara, this is clearly an avatar business, we'll just get in the way. You saw what he did, he got things handled."
Or whatever it is that controls him has things handled.
"He's our friend, Sokka!" His thick headed sister yelled as she ran after the avatar. "We can't leave him alone!"
"Oh, I don't think he's alone right now." Sokka muttered as he ran after his sister. Maybe she had a point, not in the running for help thing of course, but in the fact that in a zombie apocalypse it's better to be close to the literal pillar of virtue that vaporizes said zombies.
"Wait for me!"
Zuko lost count on how many thunderbolts he had shot at the Apex at this point. It was static electricity for all the good it did.
Uncle shot a wide stream of fire, which connected with the acid shot from Apex. The combination made a sickening sound as a cloud of serpent green was formed at the point of contact. Somehow, this cloud was even more dangerous because it had free access to the lungs and inner tissues. Fortunately, they were moving away from it.
Not that it seemed to bother Apex as the centipede moved through the cloud, unbothered.
"For Agni's sake, what does it take to put this thing down?" A crewman asked.
"Not us." Zuko answered after another thunderbolt. "But the swamp should contain this thing, trap and assimilate the foreign organism."
"But shouldn't you also he a foreign organism, sir?" Another crewman asked.
"Yes, but I'm more maneuverable than the Apex, and hopefully less noticeable too."
"Is there any way we could help?" One more crewman asked. "We're basically useless here."
"You lack the might and skill needed." Zuko said, but not unkindly. "And there is no shame in that. Not all people were born equal. I was gifted by Agni with those gifts, and by Agni I'm going to use them for the people as much as possible. And don't think that what you do is meaningless, a person saved from being devoured by a titan and a person saved from being murdered by a mugger because said mugger didn't even got close out of fear of the soldiers patrolling are equally saved."
"A gift from Agni? Really?" Zuko could see the unamused expression of Sai. He ignored it.
Just then, a loud noise was heard by the stern.
"Turn port! Turn port!" Zuko yelled as the Apex accelerated. The ship turned just in time as the beast grazed it with the sharp claws, leaving a nasty gash on the side of the ship.
"Ow, and I actually liked the paintwork…"
Priorities Sai, priorities.
"The avatar, my lord… they have returned."
The pitiful fire sage shook as he bowed in front of Ozai.
Pathetic, the fire lord thought to himself, What a sniveling coward. And a useless one at that. "I know." He said simply, enjoying the look of confusion and uncertainty the man had.
"You… know?"
"Yes." Ozai nodded, not that the man could see it behind the veil of flames. "Just a few hours ago I got a very interesting letter from my wayward son, explaining in detail about the avatar's return. Tell me, sage, do you know the avatar's name?"
"N-no, my lord. We ca-"
"How they look like? Their age?"
"No, bu-"
"What about their elemental mastery? Their first element?"
"Again, we-"
"Are they a male or a female?"
"No-"
Ozai silenced the useless man as the wall of flame grew taller and hotter.
"The letter from my son contained all of it and more, including how the avatar hid himself for so much time. And you tell me that your order, who's sole purpose is to warn me about the avatar's return, came hours after said letter that took days to be delivered?! And with such a lacking information?! I should burn your entire order to the ground for this incompetence!"
The sage was now shaking like a leaf in the wind and sweating waterfall, begging for forgiveness. Like it would help. "Enough." A single word, with an even voice, was enough to stop the man at once.
"It is clear that the sages have failed their duties. And therefore, have no use." Ozai declared. "That is why the crown will confiscate any and all possessions of the order at once. Furthermore, the head sages will be put to death by pyre, as well as the ones who's responsible for this late response. Now get this thing to the cells."
He watched as the guards dragged the wailing excuse of a man away, oh, how nice he's screams will be once he burns.
"Summon my daughter." He ordered the royal guards, and soon enough she was kneeling in front of his throne.
"I am at your command, father."
"The fire sages have finally spoken." Ozai then continued to debrief her with the entire situation, including the new orders of the dismantlement of the fire sages.
"You are to lead the assault on their temple at Roku's island, execute all who resist. Make no exceptions of age or gender. After that, return back to me."
"Yes, father." She bowed.
"By the way." Ozai remembered. "How is your brother's pet doing?"
"The air bender fits well with the other handmaidens." She replied easily. "She knows her place very well, and is well versed in her role."
"Good, make sure that it stays that way. Now you may leave for your duties." He dismissed her. Once alone, Ozai was left to his thoughts.
So the avatar had returned, he really didn't see it coming. The entire point of Zuko's banishment was for him to continue chasing avatars to the day he dies, never to come back. In fact, even the phrase "chasing avatars" had changed it's meaning through the war from doing something that will destroy you to doing a needless or imaginary work.
And yet, here he is. The avatar returned, and in his weakest. Knowing only air and water, with the mastery of the later questionable? He would be an easy enough prey for Zuko as his son is now. No, Ozai can't allow Zuko the opportunity.
He ordered the falconer to send two orders, one for the generals to execute a plan to capture the avatar before he's allowed to grow and commit reasonable recourses. The other was to his son to stand down and let the 'professionals' to take the case.
Oh, he wished he could see the anguish in Zuko's eyes as the boy reads the letter. For now, he'll just have to imagine it.
Oh well, the next bunch of criminals is soon to be burnt, that should be enough entertainment for now.
Death was all around them, literally. Katara ran through the hordes of crumbling bones and ashes, unmistakably the work of Aang. She saw him in his elemental sphere, blasting purifying light at the hollow bodies around him. Turning them to dust.
She had to admit, she didn't see it coming. Sure, she expected some strange things to happen with the avatar, but not so soon, and certainly not this. If that's what they faced literally on the first stop of their journey, Katara didn't think she had it in her to survive a worldwide trip.
Although now that she had time thinking about it, having an emotionally unstable avatar boy visit the place where he grew and had everyone he knew killed wasn't the best idea. She was sure that the massacre committed here left some strong dark energy.
"Aang!" She called the air bender. "We're here to help!"
But he didn't even acknowledge her. Even the skeletons, who seemed to have a grudge against the living, completely ignored her.
"Katara, what do you think you're doing?!" Sokka came to her side and whispered a yell. "Do you want to get us killed?!"
"I'm trying to help, if you didn't notice." She replied angrily.
"What you're doing is getting in the way." Sokka replied. "This isn't your usual fire nation troops of renegade soldiers, this is a full-blown avatar business with unholy spirits. And by the looks of it, it's being handled."
They saw that Aang moved again, his direction had seemed to be the sanctuary hall. She followed him of course, but her head felt funny. And not in the good way. The closer she got to the sanctuary, she felt more and more nauseous. Her head was starting to hurt.
She staggered on her feet, and when she was about to fall, a strong hand caught and supported her. She looked up to see her brother, who was feeling just as nauseous as her, grunt as he carried her. Strangely enough, he didn't carry her away but towards Aang.
She didn't understand what was he thinking, but she also didn't have the strength to do anything besides being a dead weight. Once they were close to Aang, however, she felt the sickly oily feeling wash away. As if Aang's mere presence kept it at bay.
Which now that that she thought about it, made sense.
Sokka fell to his knees beside her, panting heavily. He didn't even have it in him to berate her. She'll owe him an apology after this ends.
Aang, on his end, seemed to be completely oblivious to them. But he also became more stationary, which allowed them to gather their strength. Then he advanced slowly but surely forward, blasting the undead around them all the while.
Just how many people died here?!
Ah, right. At least a quarter of an entire civilization.
Aang blasted the sanctuary door to tinder with a wave of his hand, which unleashed a wave of black fog that surrounded them. With it there was a thick black liquid that streamed from the door, it was as if the hall itself was puking.
Luckily, however, it seems that Aang's avatar radiance kept everything at bay. Katara did not what to know what those things can do to anything alive.
Aang pushed forward, and the darkness was pushed back. And finally, they saw the source of this corruption. The statues of avatars past, paragons of justice, were ironically the root of this evil. The helmets they wore (and she will get to the bottom of why they looked like an exact replica of Zuko's own helmet) produced the foul liquid.
It fell on a large puddle of the dark stuff with a sickly wet sound that was disgusting to hear. What's more, there was a sound of rusted metal grinding on rusted metal, as if the statues themselves were crying their pain that was so great it transcended life and death.
Suddenly, the pool shuddered and rose up higher and higher. It took shape, as much as a shapeless goo was capable of. It tall, tall enough to look down on the floating avatar, and thin. The goo shaped a cloak which dripped here and there, the face was covered in shadows.
The most unique thing about the abomination, however, was its collar. It had a dirty-silver collar like the ones that are used for beasts of burden to pull things. Only it had big and sharp pieces of metal sticking out of it and, to Katara's carnage, they stuck out both outward and inward the neck.
It was towering and terrible, horrifying beyond belief. Her mortal soul screamed at her to get out, like a rabbit trapped before a hungry wolf.
It raised a hand, the robes of goo exposed a hand made of bones smashed into each other to give the illusion of a hand. The bones, Katara's healer side noted, were too small to belong to an adult. It pointed directly at Aang and released a soul-piercing scream that made Katara cover her ears in fear and fall to her knees.
Spirits, what was she thinking?! Going after Aang like that, she was really a stupid girl. She felt like the little girl who could do nothing but cry as she watched her mother being taken away. Powerless, defenseless girl that always needed someone to save her. She was helpless when Zuko took her, she was helpless when she and Jasmine were attacked.
Who was she kidding, acting all ruff, thinking that learning water bending will change her from the pathetic little girl she is. She sobbed herself into a ball on the cold ground, ready to embrace futility.
Then, she felt a light, warmth washing over her. No, things weren't so bleak. She did get her mother back and did her part in the rescue. She chose to go with Zuko, and became better for it. It was bravery, not fear. And she stood up to herself, holding off a much more experienced adversary until help arrived. And she'll grow only stronger.
She stood up, shaky at first, but steadier as the seconds passed. To her side, Sokka was doing the same.
The two looked at the scene around them. Aang was radiating, in the most literal sense. He shone with bright light and gave warmth, holding back the darkness. Simultaneously, he also fought off the tendrils of bone and goo that rose up from all around them.
The thing, Katara didn't know how to call it, disrobed itself, revealing the hideousness within. It was the amalgamation of rotten flash and bones, its cloak showed off the anguished faces of people Katara was sure Aang knew in the past. But now, it lost its fear factor as Aang driven it back more and more.
The incomprehensible fear that gripped Katara was replaced with pity. She looked at it, she looked at it good. Every face that came from the goo was screaming for help, every move it made was not unlike a puppet on strings. Even the collar, so terrifying at first glance, was more akin to a slave collar if nothing else.
The thing was in pain, and it lashes out at everything like a rabid animal. It wanted to die, so it hunted the only one who may actually be capable of killing it.
It was so sad.
The pool of goo became smaller and smaller as Aang advanced, the thing shrunk as well until it reached the size of an adult man. Then, Aang clapped his hands and disintegrated the last of the goo along with the thing.
It, however, revealed one last cruel trick. Its hood fell off, revealing the pained face of none other than Aangs own mentor. The last moments of the battle from Aang's point of view will forever be the agonizing murder of his father figure.
With the deed done, Aang fell unconscious. Then, silence. No shrieking of the damned, no voices of nature. Katara and Sokka didn't waste a moment as they grabbed Aang and carried him back to Appa to get away from the damned place.
Along the way they were joined by the flying lemur they met earlier and didn't protest when it decided to join the group, to leave anyone in this damned place would be too cruel. And so, they mounted Appa and flew with a single destination in mind.
Away from here.
"Good luck, your highness. May Agni be with you." The crew member responsible for driving the landing boat prayed as Zuko disembarked. "I hope that this machine of yours will be up to the task."
"Only one way to find out." Zuko said once he mounted said machine.
It was a small thing, compared to the other vehicles. It was two-wheeled, thin and slick, obviously designed for speed over safety. It was black in color (obviously, Sai had a theme going on) and had an open sit where one – maybe two, could sit on. 'Bike', that's what Sai called it. 'Motorcycle' in a more professional way.
With little time wasted, Zuko could hear the Apex getting closer, he drove away.
'How much time until we get to the swamp?' Zuko asked his companion.
"A few hours, give or take." Sai answered. "This model is designed for sub urban environments. Boots it a little with your fire bending."
Zuko did so, and immediately the bike sped up as it left trails of fire behind it. Speaking of behind, Zuko heard the Apex still giving chase. Seriously, how much stamina did this thing have?! It was chasing them non-stop for days at high speed, any other creature would have tired long ago.
"To be fair, it's not any other creature. I also suspect that the elixir is rebuilding and delivering the necessary resources to the cells. Turn right."
Zuko escaped another shot of acid as he turned, continuing his track to the swamp.
'So what's the game plan once we're there?' Zuko asked. 'Do we ditch the bike?'
"Not unless you want to die, no. Once inside, I'll guide us to the center of the swamp. From there, once we're deep enough, I'll give you the signal and you'll bolt upwards with no questions asked. We'll use Xing's shadow travel to escape."
'And you're sure the swamp will hold this thing?' Zuko looked as a screen on his helmet that showed what was behind him. The thought of some weed imprisoning it was laughable.
"Absolutely."
The next few hours were spent dodging acid, sonic booms, and hungry jaws. The most of the ride went through the uninhabited lands were there were no settlements to he found. Here and there, however, he saw some travelers, refugees and the random patrol. All of them were most likely looked at shock and terrified for their lives.
Nothing to see here folks, only baiting an immortal titan to its imprisonment. Happens every Thursday.
"Now that's interesting." Sai suddenly said.
'What happened?'
"It seems like our little avatar had put to rest the little welcoming present I left him."
'What did you do…'
"I orchestrated a necromancer insurgency. Knowing that the avatar is an air bender, I placed a trap in the closet air temple. The fact that it was my prison as well was a happy coincidence. Once he inevitably entered the avatar state duo to emotional trauma, the dark emotions were used to ignite the trap and unleash all the dead on the living."
'What?! What about Sokka and Katara? Are they safe?'
"Yes, don't worry." Sai calmed him down. "They both are safe and sound, if shaken. The avatar defeated the wretch without any casualties, which it to be expected. I didn't design it to win after all."
'Pardon?'
"Things like the wretch are the worst at fighting an awaken avatar, Raava's radiance literally burns them out. But then again, my purpose was to test the water so to speak. See how strong the current avatar is and how much potential he has in a safe environment. As well as cripple his wits and make him self-doubt."
'And…?'
"He got potential, loads of it." Sai confessed. "He's a cub now, relatively weak to what he can become, but we need to snuff his progress out, as soon as possible. His morals, however, are our saving grace and curse combined. His pacificist views are what causes his great spiritual growth, but they also shackle him to what he can and can't do."
"I highly recommend to avoid actions that may cause him to reconsider his moral standing, which you wouldn't have approved of as well. What we need to do, however, is to turn the experience he had at the temple into guilt. So we'll have to practice our speaking before the inevitable clash."
'Fine. And Sai?' Zuko added. 'Never do something behind my back like that ever again. You almost killed Sokka and Katara.'
"Acknowledged." Sai 'nodded'. "But why do you care about those two so much? They did betray you in one of the worst ways possible."
'I know that!' Zuko raged in his head. 'I know! But I still care for them. I know that we were expecting something like this, but I still can't bring myself to want them dead. I'm enraged, don't get me wrong. And hurt beyond belief. But they are still the ones who I mentored for a year.'
"Do you want to talk about it?"
'Maybe when we aren't in mortal danger.'
"Fair."
"Honey, I'm pregnant."
Those where the words Xing was greeted with as he met the nine tailed vixen who became his mate. Katsuki, for that was her name, greeted him with pressing her neck against his, and he returned in kind. He asked what it meant, the word "pregnant" was unknown to him.
"Ah, I forget how innocent you are sometimes. It's quite endearing." She giggled, and Xing couldn't think of a more beautiful sound. "It means that I grow inside me the fruits of our labor. In a year's time there are going to be mini-us running around."
Ah, the process of making pups. Xing was familiar with the concept, yes. But was it a good thing or not?
"It is." She smiled after he asked his question, her fluffy tails slowly moving from side to side. "It's the best thing that can happen."
She believed it, Xing noticed, she really did. But Xing also remembered that females that go through this pregnancy process tend to bloat their bellies, face mood swings, and expiriance all kinds of unpleasant things. He told her about it, it was her right to know.
"Oh, I'm quite aware of this, yes." She then wriggled around him until she was standing under his belly with her head pressed lovingly against his chin. "But my strong and handsome hound will be with me through all of it, will he not?"
Xing of course confirmed it. Her words made him feel pride, greater than the one he felt after killing that gigantic imposter at the dessert. And if she was happy, then Xing was happy as well.
"There is something I wanted to ask, however." Katsuki continued. "The spirit world is getting more and more dangerous, dark spirits grow in strength and numbers. It wouldn't be safe for the little ones here. Your… master… is of high standing among mortals, right?"
Xing nodded.
"Is it possible for him to arrange a safe environment for the mate and pups of his most loyal companion?"
Xing didn't see why not, but then something hit him. He never told the master about Katsuki, did he. The master made sure that his underlings weren't having any pups of their own on the journey because the master would be forced to support said pups. And Xing did just that… Oh, the master is going to be so disappointed.
He told her so.
"I'm sure he'll be understanding." Katsuki promised. "You served him well, and he seems like a just ruler from what you told. And with me enhancing your ability to travel through shadows, you will be able to do your duties to your master, as well as your duties as a mate."
"He's fighting this Apex as we speak now, is he not?" She questioned, to which Xing acknowledged. "Then perhaps he'll be more amendable after you rescued him and he had a rest. Introduce us, love, and I'll take care of everything from there."
He trusted her. If she said that she will do something, then she'll do it. He could picture it, the two of them at a grand and safe garden. Watching as little versions of them play under the sun. And honestly? He liked that dream even more than dominating any and all monsters.
Then a thought hit him. He remembered bits from here and there that couples had to spend together a lot of time usually before they had pups, he asked Katsuki about it.
"What can I say." She answered. "We both are beasts in the sheets."
Xing didn't understand, they are beasts as is. When asked, the vixen merely giggled before resting her head on his. He loved when she did it.
He'll fight for the future that they'll create, no matter what.
For now, however, he'll wait for the signal from the master.
"Agni damn it! "
Zuko released a long string of words that would have very disappointed his mother if she was around. The reason, an entire swamp worth of vines is actively trying to suffocate him. AN. ENTIRE. SWAMP.
The only saving graces here were that Apex got just as much attention as Zuko if not more, and that Sai was great at anticipating the incoming attacks.
"How much longer do we need to do it!" Zuko yelled. No reason to talk in his head when no ones around, and it was a good way to let out frustration.
"A few minutes."
"You said that a few minutes ago!" Zuko accused Sai.
"Pardon me, I'll do my best to correct this error next time we'll be in an everchanging hostile environment in the most literal sense." Sai assured him. Damn, he hated that thing sometimes. "But at least Apex isn't attacking as much as before."
And that was true. The colossal centipede was drowning in vines and vegetation. It of course kept pushing forward, but it lacked the same seemingly invincibility it had before. Oh, there were no injuries, but it was clear that the beast was struggling.
"There!" Zuko finally saw the tree in the middle of the swamp. He didn't see it the last time he was here, the mission was to get out as fast as possible after he and Mi-Dved had their visions, but Sai was right. It's one big tree.
"We're almost at the end, don't pull down from the gas."
The Apex screeched behind them, but even that was quieter than usual.
Zuko pulled left as a tendril shot right at him, before shooting his own stream of fire to burn a wall of overgrowth that blocked his path. Once done, Zuko had to navigate through the thorny bushed that closed in. In comparison, the quality and quantity of the vines that tried to tie down Apex only grew. The beast was struggling to push forward.
Then, Zuko finally burst through the last barrier and reached the grand tree. The thing was truly a world wonder, if Zuko had the time to look as it that is. The Apex followed behind and then all hell broke loose. The swamp, probably assuming that Apex was an agent of Sai that was going to harm the tree, went into panic mode. Out of everywhere, and Zuko meant everywhere, vines as thick as a house shot and snaked their way around Apex. Not unlike an organism that fights off a parasite that reached a critical organ.
"Up! Up! Up!"
Zuko didn't need to be told twice. He shot upwards, forsaking the bike that got him all the way here, and jetted as fast as possible. It wasn't enough.
The vines didn't ignore him. Just as they were trying to bury the Apex, they tried the same with Zuko. A tendril caught his lag, not enabling Zuko to rise higher. A quick cut and he was out, but the split second was enough for another tendril to warp around the belly. Zuko burnt everything around him and shot upwards. From his side view, he could see that the mass of greenery was finally too much for the colossal beast, Apex was yelling and cursing in its inhuman way as it was swallowed by an even bigger organism.
"Alright, that's it!"
Zuko whistled, calling his loyal hound to get him out of here. In less than a second, the shadows around him distorted as a maw with blood-red eyes bit locked him inside its bite and pushed him through the eternal darkness. A moment later, he found himself back in the room of his ship.
"Your highness!" the crew member who was on watchout duty yelled as he helped the prince to stand up, alerting the crew of his arrival. "Are you hurt?"
"Food, water." Zuko rasped. It was over a day since he had either, and while his enhanced body was sturdier than the normal human, it didn't mean that Zuko didn't feel hunger or thirst.
Sood enough, a meal fit for a prince was brought before him, and Zuko wolfed in up.
That crisis was dealt with at least.
AN
And here we are. I'm somewhat unsure about the chapter, feels like it was too short. Anyway, what do you think about it?
Chapter 57: Chapter 55
Chapter Text
I Don't own Avatar the last air bender.
chapter 55
Katara and her brother looked at Aang as he looked confused at the map (that was upside down).
"Are you sure you know where you're going?" Sokka asked, and Katara had to agree. "Because it seems like we're going in circles, and the fact that you wouldn't even tell us where or what you want to show us doesn't help."
"Of course I know." The avatar said with his easy-going smile. "It should be here, somewhere. And if I told you, it'd ruin the surprise."
Sokka mumbled under his breath that their last surprise tried to kill them, but had enough sense to not let Aang hear them. Which brought another topic in Katara's mind. Aang had been chill ever since they left the air temple, too chill. Katara was worried that he tries to bury his trauma inside, and that it'll eat him in the end. Which was the main reason why she approved of this little adventure, to heal him mentally.
"Oh! Here it is!" Aang pointed to an island underneath them. "Kyoshi island!"
"Isn't that where Suki lives?" Katara sked. "She's a Kyoshi warrior." She clarified after Aang's confused gaze.
"Probably." Aang shrugged. "Kyoshi made this island herself when she was the avatar around two- three hundred years ago. It's famous for the Kyoshi warriors, the gigantic sea monster Unagi, and the elephant-koi fish. We could say hi if you'd like."
"What was that about the Unagi?" Sokka suddenly asked, only to be ignored.
"Now watch this." Aang said as he spotted a pod of huge fish that Katara figured out were elephant-koi.
He jumped, from a mile or so about ground mind you, and gave both her and her brother a heart attack. He disappeared underwater foe half a minute, before bursting up riding an elephant-koi. Both Sokka and she let out a deep breath of relief, at least until they saw a shadow in the water.
"Aang! Get out!" Katara yelled.
The boy, however, yelled something and waved her back. The idiot was probably thinking that they were cheering for him! It took Sokka's pointing for Aang to look back and see a flipper the size of an elephant-koi fish to understand the danger.
Once aware, Aang quickly ran on water, using his air bending, to escape the thing. Luckily enough, whatever it was, was more interested in a fifty tone elephant-koi meat then a scrawny boy and Aang got safely ashore. They landed soon after.
"What where you thinking?!" Katara yelled once she made sure he's safe and sound. "You could have died!"
"I didn't think we'll meet the Unagi." Aang defended himself weakly, he knew that he was in the wrong.
"A literal moment ago you said that it was one of the things that this island was famous for." Sokka replied with a dry tone.
As if hearing her brother's words, the Unagi burst above water as it held an adult elephant-koi in its mouth. And rose higher, and higher, and higher…. It's serpentine body seemed to go forever as it finally disappeared underwater, leaving them all wide-mouthed.
"Holly La, it's even bigger than Apex…" Sokka said in disbelief. "Well, I'm certainly not sailing any time soon."
Katara shared his thoughts.
"In any case, there must be a village nearby. We can restock our provisions there." Katara suggested, before feeling something connecting with her head and then going dark.
Docking at the military port had been a relief, Zuko decided. True, they weren't out too long, but the excitement made it feel like years. Seriously, even never seeing another huge serpentine monster would be too soon.
As they disembarked, Zuko saw a crowd from around the ship. All of them cheering with fists raised high. He was confused at this, but played his part and waved with dignity to the crowd. It seemed to be the right thing to do as the people went even wilder.
'What did I do now?' He asked Sai in his mind. 'I don't remember being so well welcomed.'
"If I had to guess, I'd say that your fight with Apex went unnoticed." The intelligence explained. "That, and they most likely also show their support for the trail. No doubt many of them have conflicted thoughts about your father's 'justice' to say the least."
'That thing is not my father!' Zuko replied sternly. 'A sperm donor at best.'
"Good, goood, Feed up your hatred." For some reason, Zuko couldn't help but picturing a blacke-robed old man with more wrinkles than a face, who likes to shoot lightning from his fingertips for some reason.
The crowd parted as his crew went, and in the end Zuko noticed a familiar if unwanted face. Zhao, with his sideburns, stood in attention like the perfect commander. On his face a preformed expression of someone who wouldn't have rather been anywhere else right now.
Feeling's mutual, pal.
"Your highness." Zhao greeted. "The port is yours."
"Very well." Zuko played along. "We will need a full repair on our ship as well, I'll send you a detailed report later."
"There is no need." Zhao raised a hand. "Our eyes have given a very detailed report for the cause event."
Huh, he should have expected this. Apex wasn't the kind of thing that's hard to see, or hear. Scouts must have noticed their chase and immediately reported it, which would also explain the reaction the people of the dock had. By Zuko's estimations, by the end of the night his men will be well deep into their cups and will have to pay nothing for it.
Which would also explain Zhao's reluctance to receive a report. The man despise Zuko for the humiliation and nearly job loss the prince had given him with the entire poisoning accusation, and having to read and pass on another one of Zuko's achievements will sit poorly with the man's ego.
"If you say so." Zuko shrugged his shoulders. "How much until the repairs are finished?"
"Hard to tell from first glance, the engineers need to see if the damage is superficial or something deeper." The commander shook his head. "I'll have men bring you the final results by an hour."
Say what you want about the man, but he's downright professional when he can't bully his way or when his rank is on the line.
With their business concluded, for now, the two went on their own way. Zhao to whatever it was he did as a commander and Zuko to secure rooms for his crew as the ship's being fixed.
'Aren't you afraid Zhao's men will steal something or copy the ship design?' Zuko asked Sai.
"They lack the know-how to successfully imitate anything. By the time Zhao's ready to show off some prototype for his promotion, Loban will already have a contract ready." Sai explained.
With at least this out of his mind, Zuko went to his assigned quarters. He managed to secure one of the better areas, a perk of being royalty and of his achievements. Once inside, he finally sat on a chair. Xing, his ever faithful companion, was already inside and presented his head for rubs.
"Thanks again for the save, boy. I would have been a fertilizer without you." Zuko patted Xing, who moved his tail and hind leg in appreciation. "Who is a good boy, yes you are~"
Then, Xing then perked his ears upward, Sai immediately shot warnings as a wind carrying petals began materializing something. Zuko began to prepare for an assault, but Xing jumped in his way.
"What?! Move!"
But the dog stood his ground. It was the first time in… ever, that Xing disobeyed a direct order.
The petals finally finished spinning around, and as they fell they revealed the form of a nine tailed fox. It was golden in color, except for the tips of the tails who were white. It was a big fox, easily the size of an adult man, but was still much smaller than Xing.
"What is your business here, spirit." Sai immediately spoke through Zuko.
So they were dealing with a spirit, great…
"Esteemed lord." The fox spoke in a feminine voice without moving its mouth. "I have come to invoke segment three of article fourteen of your employment agreement."
'The what now?'
"It's when a crew member gets someone, or becomes, pregnant." Sai explained in his head.
Zuko didn't like where this is going.
"Explain…" This time Zuko was the one talking.
And so she did. Katsuki, as the vixen introduced herself, explained in detail how the situation evolved to what it is now. Honestly, Zuko would have been impressed with Xing if it didn't cause him such a headache.
"And what do you want?" He asked the spirit in his usual voice as he rested his head on a fist. He didn't even bother thinking that she's lying.
"A place fitting royalty to raise our pups, free from danger and pollution. Vast as the eye can see and bountiful with food." The spirit listed her demands. "The spirit world have grown increasingly hostile as of late, even compared to the last century of total war affecting it. There are whispers of an ancient evil that had been unleashed a few years ago, and with Xing going on duty as frequently as he is, it'll be hard to protect the young. Especially after delivery."
Damn it. And Zuko had a strong hunch on who exactly this "ancient evil" is.
"I'll search a place, make a few calls." Zuko stated. He wasn't going to throw her to the streets… was it even effective in this case? They are both animals that can survive in the wild very much on their own. "In the meantime you'll have to make duo with our quarters, I'm afraid. I'll also have to inform the guys of the new arrangement."
The three of them woke up tied to a pole, not the best situation Sokka woke up to. Looking up, he saw the faces of Suki, some of her fellow sisters, and an old man that Sokka assumed to be the leader of this village.
"Really Suki?" He raised an eyebrow. "Was all of this necessary? We would have followed you if you just asked."
"Sorry, but you were near an air bender." She crossed her arms as she said the last word with sheer disgust. "We can't take any chances after the last time one of his kind came to this island. It's only because we know the two of you that we didn't feed you all to the Unagi."
Right, Mi-Sha's scars ran deep.
"What?!" Katara and Aang decided to wake up.
"How did you even managed to find him?" Suki asked. "Is he another one of Mi-Sha's bastards?"
"Who?" Aang asked, and was ignored.
"No! He's the Avatar!" Katara proclaimed, which caused a doubletake from the audience.
""What?!""
"We were surprised as well." Sokka admitted. "But he's the real deal, glowing eyes and bright lights and everything."
Suki and the man, Sokka really needed to know the name, glanced at each other before returning their gaze to the trio.
"Kyoshi's statue did glow not too long ago." Suki admitted.
"Oh! That must be when I entered the avatar state at the southern air temple!"
Once again, Aang was ignored.
"But it still doesn't prove anything." Suki continued. "Can he bend more than one element?"
"He didn't master anything besides air before he was frozen." Sokka said as he started to explain Aang's background. He of course omitted the fact that Aang ran away, no one needed to know that. In the end, the islanders seemed much more relexed that Aang was in fact, not, connected to Mi-Sha.
"Quite a tale you have there, young one." The mayor spoke to Aang. "It seems that Kyoshi is testing us, for her legacy to be an air bender. We, however, respect and adore Kyoshi much more than we hate Mi-Sha."
The old man's face became somber.
"I can't say it for the rest of the world, however. Mi-Sha's shadow was cast far and wide, even in death there are people that still speak in whispers of him. You will have an uphill battle to restore your legitimacy."
"I don't understand, who's Mi-Sha?" Aang asked in confusion. "I heard his name a few times, but how's he connected to me? I was stuck in an iceberg for the last hundred years."
All the others shared an uneasy look, but no one wanted to open that can of worms. In the end, the mayor was the one to address the subject, as the senior of them all.
"Mi-Sha was a monstrous man, both in size, power and cruelty. He was a bandit lord that was responsible for nearly all of the organized crime in the southern side of the map. Protection, theft, gambling, slavery, there was no low he wouldn't sink." The old man explained. "For decades he built up his own monument of sin, the Amora city in the Si Wong desert. Ruining thousands upon thousands of lives, even our own island wasn't spared."
"That is horrible." Aang said. "But why am I connected to all of this?"
"Because Mi-Sha, young avatar, was an air bender." The old man answered.
"What?! It can't be possible." Aang denied. "Air nomads are pacifists, we would never do something like this."
"Nomads maybe, but Mi-Sha wasn't a nomad, Aang." Sokka answered. "Things have changed in the century you were gone. And he isn't a fake as well, enough people saw him air bending."
"I can't believe it…" Aang held his head between his hands. "I need to fix it… I'm the avatar, maybe a fellow air bender can…"
"That wouldn't be necessary." Sokka stopped him. Spirits, he knew Aang had a good heart, but hearing him talking about Mi-Sha as if he was some misguided boy… it did things to his temper. "Mi-She had already been dealt with, and his lifework destroyed."
"I'm happy to hear it." Aang smiled. "At least that's one thing we don't have to worry about. Although I would have liked to know what caused him to turn away from the air nomad teachings so much."
"Well, you will have to just keep wondering since Zuko killed him." Suki replied without emotion, and Aang recoiled. He probably thought that 'taking care of' meant something else. "Which brings us to the next important thing. You can restock here for free as much as you need, but you must leave by tomorrow. We can't have the fire nation catch wind that the avatar was here. We're natural in this war, and that's how we want to stay."
"I understand." Aang bowed his head. "Thank you for your hospitality, and I'm sorry for the inconvenience I'm causing. And please, allow me to apologize for all air benders about the crimes of Mi-Sha."
They went outside, and Aang finally asked the two of them the question he had.
"What can you tell me about Mi-Sha? Or any other air benders?"
Oh boy…
"So… Xing got a girl?" One of the crewmen asked as Zuko debriefed them on the new situation.
"That's basically it, yes." Zuko admitted as Xing and Katsuki sat on the floor, the later lay on Xing's side as she rested her head on his shoulder.
"So what's the plan?"
"We can't have her stay here, obviously." Zuko explained. "So we need to find her a place to settle. The fire nation is already out. I don't trust Ozai, and that's putting it mildly. The Beifongs are an option, but again, if the fire lord orders them then they have little choice. Which brings us to the final option I was thinking of, Kyoshi island."
"It's an island, already a plus. Besides, as a natural territory, Ozai can't just order them around. And with the Kyoshi warriors around, Kastuki and the cubs will be as safe as humanly possible. What's more, Kyoshi had a fox as a familiar, which raises the chances of the people there to receive our own nine-tails significantly and all but assure that she'll get the best treatment possible."
"And the fact that Suki's smitten with you also helps." Mi-Dved nodded as the rest of the crew snickered.
"Please don't entertain rumors." Zuko said with a dry voice, trying to hide the blush as he remembered exactly what Suki and him did before she returned to her island. No one needed to know that. Unfortunately, it only made the snickers louder.
"In any case, I'll send a latter to Suki, informing her of our arrival." Zuko continued. "And as far as the fire lord is concerned, I continue to do my homework regarding the avatar, see if the temple got any more clues now that the avatar is awake."
"The human form." Sai reminded him.
Right, that.
"One more thing." Zuko added. "Katsuki is a spirit. A beast, but a spirit all the same. It means that she can understand anything you say. Moreover, as a spirit she has the ability to change her form at will. An ability she promised to teach Xing as well."
"Katsuki, would you mind sharing a few words with the crew?" He turned to the fox in question.
She, in return, rose up from her very comfortable spot and stretched. Then, with a poof of petals, stood a breathtaking woman.
'Sai, you didn't tell me that she'll be so… distracting.'
"You should have already figured out that she has that kind of personality." Sai lectured him. "Besides, she's an alpha female nine-tails, of course she'll have a presence."
Katsuki, in her human form, stood around five point five feet. Which alone wasn't the most impressive. She did, however, had a long golden colored hair that had two fox ears pointing out of. A tiara not unlike those of some miko's Zuko saw was adoring her head as well. Probably something to de wither "divine" position. combining her golden foxlike eyes and inhumanly beautiful and flowless face, he could understand why Xing was smitten.
Her wardrobe was very distracting as well. Gold and purple kimono what hugged her figure tightly while being loose upstairs, there was no way some magic wasn't involved here. If Jasmine was here, Zuko was sure that she'll have a stroke. Heck, a few of his men seemed to have one. It took the nine tails that still slowly wiggling behind her (each long enough to reach her head and extremely fluffy) to remind him that she was indeed inhuman.
"It is my pleasure to meet all of you face to face." She said with her usual voice. "Xing have told me a great many things about you."
That reminded the men that she was, in fact, an animal, which was enough to get themselves together. Those weirdoes who still went for it, were quickly sobered up as they remembered that she was in fact already taken, by Xing. Yeah… no one here was stupid enough to try anything with her.
She did a short introduction before turning back to her true form and returning to her special spot next to Xing.
"Needless to say, everything here is a secret." Zuko reminded them. "A pip about anything, and you'll have to answer to Xing and not to me."
Xing chose this moment to yawn and reveal his razor sharp teeth, then closing it like a guillotine. The guys didn't need any more motivation.
'Are you sure it was a good idea to reveal her like that to the men?' Zuko had to ask. 'Now things are going to get weird.'
"They would have asked questions eventually when Xing would have gained his human form. Better swallow this pill now than having them questioning why you haven't told them and what more do you hide."
'I bet the avatar doesn't have to deal with this…'
Speaking of the avatar, Zuko wondered what he was doing right now that he's awake.
Aang was meditating at a quiet clearing in the forest of the island, mind filled with thoughts.
He had a talk, a long one, with Katara and Sokka about Mi-Sha, and it shook him to the core. He couldn't believe that an air bender, one of his own, could do such heinous things. He wanted there to be some sort of mistake, only he couldn't. Their own mother was kidnapped because of Mi-Sha, and was put through some terrible things.
And the worst part was that this Mi-Sha was probably a grandchild of someone he knew from the temple. Another failure to his list, all because he ran away. The problem was how was he going to fix it?
"I wish that there was someone who could guide me." Aang prayed. "Even give me some clues."
"Well then, it's a good thing we can talk to our past lives, is it not?" A voice of a man called out of nowhere.
Looking forward, Aang saw a tall old man with a long but well kept beard, wearing a fire nation styled robe. It took Aang a second to recognize him from his statue.
"Avatar Roku! You're the avatar before me!"
"Indeed I am." The man nodded sadly. "And I'm sorry about what you had to go through because of my mistakes."
"But how do I fix this?" Aang asked. "The world is in chaos because I ran away, and people now hate air benders! What can I do?"
"Your work is cut out for you, there is no sugarcoating it." Roku nodded. "What's more, you'll have to fight two different wars at once, one against the fire nation and one against the lingering shadow of Mi-Sha. And honestly, it's hard to say which will be more difficult."
"But how do I go from here?" Aang asked again.
"You must learn all the elements before challenging the fire lord to a duel." Roku answered. "Defeat him, and crown a new fire lord as is your right as the avatar. As for Mi-Sha's legacy, just be the kind soul that you are. In time, your good deeds will wash away the stain."
Roku's voice sounded so sincere and reassuring, Aang couldn't help but feel better by this.
"Trust your friend, and they will trust you in return. You are not alone here." Roku smiled before changing to a more serious expression. "I have many more things to say, however you must reach my temple in-"
"That wouldn't be necessary." Cut off a strong feminine voice.
"Avatar Kyoshi." Roku sighed as he turned to the materializing spirit. Said spirit took the form of a mature, and much taller, version of a Kyoshi warrior. Which honestly was to be expected.
"I have enough connection to this place to continue." She declared. "Without the need for a dangerous and senseless side quest in enemy territory."
"We agreed that the previous avatar will be the guide of the current one." The man said a bit sternly to his own mentor.
"That was before the risks rose higher." The woman replied. "There is no time to waste on riddles and self discovery when the abomination is on the loose."
"Abomination?" Aang asked in confusion, to which Roku sighed.
"I wanted to give him some time to prepare himself before broadening him with this, but I suppose that's out of the table now." Roku glared at Kyoshi before turning to Aang. "My failings in stopping Sozin and his ambitions caused the world to engulfed in total war for a century, as the fire nation is getting closer and closer to dominate the entire world through fire, steal, and blood."
The mountain side turned into a canvas as it depicted countless fire nation soldiers marching through the flaming background as a twenty feet tall man (who Aang somehow subconsciously knew was the current fire lord) pointed forward and posed and laughed in glee.
"And in doing so, unleashed an evil not seen for over three thousand years!" Kyoshi declared with a strong voice as the shade of the fire lord looked up and yelled in silent terror as it was crashed like a bug under a boot.
As Aang looked up, he saw the colossal humanoid figure that stepped on the fire lord. It was massive, covering the entire mountain side, as it's chest seemingly moved up and down as if it laughed. And on the head, there was the all too familiar helmet that hunted his dreams ever since he ran from the air temple.
"What is that thing? And why does the face looks exactly like those statues in the air temple?" Aang couldn't help but ask.
"Now that's a good question, you see-" Roku was stopped mid-sentence by Kyoshi
"Oh, enough with the hesitation, Roku, that's exactly what caused all this mess to begin with." Kyoshi ramparted her junior before turning to Aang. "Now listen closely, because I would repeat myself. Is that clear?"
Aang nodded and the woman continued.
"Our enemy is called Sai. A sentient helmet made by the hands of a most despicable man as an attempt to gain immortality. And it has a single purpose, to complete the work of its creator. Which is to burn the old world to the ground and bring a new world order, with it controlling everything."
Kyoshi continued.
"It was last active more then three thousand years ago. And after its defeat, it was sealed away by the avatar at that time inside your very own temple. Which is why it felt the need to vandalize it as it did, besides the usual trap thing. Which brings us to the next part."
She looked at the still laughing shade.
"What you saw in your very first adventure is but a fraction of its abilities. It possesses otherworldly knowledge that allows it to do impossible things, I'm afraid you will face only ever growing horrors."
What?! But Aang wasn't ready even for the goo thing! Now he has to deal with even worse?!
"Which is exactly how he lures its victims. Sweet promises of power and salvation, and it gives them that. Only by that time, Sai has its metaphorical claws too deep in its host."
"Host?" Aang asked again.
"Yes." Kyoshi nodded. "The helmet must have a host to do its biddings, especially in the early stages were its still weak from deactivation. After this, it will continue using the host to the point of exhaustion until it devours everything the host was. Making it a true puppet."
"Than we save the host and we solve the problem!" Aang exclaimed. "That should be easy! Do we know who the host is?"
The two adult avatars glanced at each other before turning to Aang.
"Your optimism is admir-"
"Naïve." Kyoshi finished. "Sai have already been active for too long, by now the host is too far gone. Execution is the only option available now. Any hesitation will lead to more death and suffering."
"Kyoshi, you're going too far!" Roku turned to the woman. "He's not yet ready for this!"
"And you're cuddling him too much!" She retorted. "We are on a time clock, if you haven't noticed. The sooner he accepts what needs to be done, the better. We are two years behind! And you know who's the current host is."
"Who is it?" Aang asked.
"Fire prince Zuko." Kyoshi answered before Roku could intervene. "Although he won't stay just a prince for long if I had to bet. And with this position, Sai has control on the strongest army in written history."
"Zuko…" The name was too familiar. "The one who's hunting me? The same one that… took care of Mi-Sha?"
"Exactly." The female avatar nodded. "Which is only the more reason you should master all the elements as soon as possible, and preferably before the end of the year."
"Why?"
"The great comet." Roku now spoke. "Nowadays known for the shameful name Sozin's comet, is bound to pass then. The comet increases the power of fire benders tremendously, the very thing that allowed them to start the war and attack the nomads. And with another boost, the fire nation will finish what it started a hundred years ago."
"And that's ignoring whatever the overlord, which is Sai's nickname, is planning. That, and the eclipse." Kyoshi added.
"Eclipse?"
"Yes." Kyoshi clarified. "About a month before the comet, the moon hides the sun for a while. This event, eclipse, robs fire benders from their ability for its duration. Which is great for us in light of the fire army, but terrible with an overlord unleashed. There is no better time for dark magic than that. Sai managed to fart out this wretch you faced in a weakened state, you can not imagine what it can do at full strength with an eclipse in its prime."
Aang swallowed some spit, images of the sky turning to a kaleidoscope and things that he couldn't fully comprehend spawning from the wounds in reality as the world is being torn apart. He didn't know where it came from, but it felt like a phantom pain.
"But you will have us to guide you through." Roku said kindly. "Nine times the overlord tried to conquer the world, and that many times he was stopped by the avatar. You will prevail Aang. And though we have forgotten many things considering Sai's machinations, we will recover them through time."
The figure of both adults started to flicker.
"It seems like we're out of time, Aang. We'll see each other soon enough."
And with Roku's parting worlds, the two avatars disappeared. And among a thousand different thoughts, one stuck out to Aang.
"Boy, are the two of them tall."
"You need to go." Katara heard Suki declare as the three (four, including Momo) were summoned to the mayor the day after they arrived. "Zuko is on his way here."
"What?! Already?!" They literally just arrived yesterday, there was no way he already tracked them.
"There is no way he's here because of us." Sokka said her thoughts out loud. "When does he come anyway?"
"A few days, maybe." The mayor answered. "He apparently just had another scuffle with Apex after it escaped from its prison and rampaged across the south."
""What!"" Both her brother and her yelled, they knew exactly what was on risk.
"Apex?" Aang asked.
"A huge centipede." Sokka explained. "Me and Katara saw a shredded skin of the thing that was about a quarter of the Unagi, and that when it was still a juvenile apparently."
"Oh… that big." Aang just nodded.
"And unlike the Unagi, Apex has a strong and thick enough armor to be basically invincible." Suki added her two cents. We thought it incapable of swimming, but apparently not. The fact that it's now in the mainland is bad, and speaks grim should that thing escape again."
"How did it get out?" Katara asked. "I thought Zuko buried it under thousands of tons of rubble in the deepest darkest pit he could find?"
"According to what sources say, the prince claimed that he suspects that some anomaly in the form of a pillar of light shook the ground enough to awaken the Apex and lessen its burden enough to wiggle out. Then, it acted like a beacon for it to go up." The mayor explained. "Of course, there is nothing besides rumors."
The three of them exchanged glances. It was a very apt description to Aang's awakening, to close to be a coincidence. Did they caused all of this? Aang was certainly not taking it well.
"Was- was someone hurt? He asked.
"Besides some herds of wild beasts in the south, no. Not humans at least." The mayor calmed them down. "Yore village is safe."
Sokka and her let out a sigh of relief.
"Are you sure you will be okay?" Aang asked in concern. "Zuko wouldn't hurt the village, will he? It's a natural ground you said."
"Your concern is appreciated, young Avatar." The mayor smiled. "But as long as you three are not here, there is no reason for Zuko to suspect anything. It's as you said, there is no way he came here for the avatar."
"Then we'll leave right away." Aang declared as he bowed his head. "We thank you again for your hospitality."
AN
Hi, sorry for the delay. Exams are here, and I had zero free time. I honestly can't say when the next chapter will be.
Again, thank you for reading the story.
On a differant subject, NAMES! GIVE ME NAMES FOR THE PUPPIES!
Chapter 58: Chapter 56
Chapter Text
I Don't own Avatar the last air bender.
chapter 56
Suki checked herself again in the mirror.
Body paint, check. Mascara, check. Lipstick, check. Fitting armor, check. Tiara, check. Okay, she was ready for Zuko's arrival.
Just yesterday, the new Avatar and his friends left the island on their flying bison. Which couldn't have been sooner as Zuko is supposed to arrive today. Honestly, she couldn't even begin to imagine what a mess it would have been if those two met. Thankfully it didn't happened though.
Speaking of the avatar, her own thoughts on him were conflicted. She wouldn't lie, at first she despised him for his ethnicity. Shameful as it is to admit it. But the Mayor's words set her straight. Truly, even in death, Kyoshi still guides and watches over her people.
Aang was a good kid. Kind, with golden heart, always willing to help, and found the good in everyone. Which was a double edged sword. Aang was, after all, a kid. He didn't have it in him to kill, or to make the hard decision necessary for war. She didn't need to explain why it was problematic.
She didn't fault Aang, don't get her wrong. He deserves to have his childhood like any other child. But that's not the kind of avatar they need right now. On the other hand, a "right" avatar will have to beat Zuko black and blue to submission if not outright kill him. Damn, why was it so complicated.
A breath in, a breath out.
Suki distracted herself with something else. Zuko said that he came for a "personal" favor, whatever that meant. What could Zuko already want from them, from her specifically, that he couldn't get on his own.
Wait, it couldn't possibly be…
Thoughts that were unworthy for a leader of the Kyoshi warriors to have rampaged through Suki's mind. Her paint covering the tomato-red face she had. Would he really do this? Could she resist? Should she resist?
No Suki, bad girl. You read too much for the top shelf "educatory" material that only she as the new leader had access to.
Although she wouldn't be too opposed if it ends up with a ring.
"Okay, game face." She told herself one last time before going out to organize her girls for the meeting.
Zuko sighed in relief as his feet touched the island's ground. No Unagi in sight this time, thank spirits for that. He had enough of serpentine titans for a lifetime, thank you.
Taking the public transport was a risk, but he didn't have too much choices as his ship was still in repairs. And like hell he'll beg Zhao for a ship. Hence, public transport. It also helped to keep things covert, a few eyebrows would be raised if a fire nation warship suddenly docked.
And honestly? It was nice to see what people truly thought of him. So far, it was positive. He even saw a few times kids playing with his dolls, and no one suspected that he was he. The closest thing they got for a cover blow was when people gave Mi-Dved strange looks because of his massive frame.
They were lucky that all the dolls were of the same size, or some kid may have actually figured them out. Or at least grew curious enough to ask an innocent question which would have made the gears of those around them turn.
Now, he, Mi-Dved and uncle Iroh walked to the agreed meeting point. There, he saw Suki with a bunch of other Kyoshi warriors as they greeted each other. Strangely enough, the girls looked much more stressed than they should have. Wonder why.
"Probably because they housed the avatar not too long ago." Sai commented to his head.
'WHAT?!'
"I can sense him, he was here just yesterday. Most likely for provision. Strange though, I expected him to be already half the way to the north pole."
'What do you think caused such a delay?'
"From experience, it could be anything. He may have been in coma, dealing with some minor threat. Heck, it could be that he just don't know how to read a map. In any case, it's of little importance for us. Avatar hunting is not in our resume for now, let your father exhaust his resources."
'Fair, Kyoshi island is natural after all. We'll play the ignoring game for now.'
Before long, they were at the mayor's office.
"Prince Zuko, it's an honor." The mayor (really, what his name was again?) started. "How can we be of assistant? Your latter was a little… obscured in details."
Huh, it seems like the mayor too tries to hide the fact that the avatar was here. For a moment Zuko pondered if he should try to dance around the subject, put them on edge, but decided against it. He came here with a purpose after all, and antagonizing didn't help.
"For a reason." Zuko spoke. "The matter is… personal, and involved someone who I care deeply for."
"Who?" It was Suki who asked with a strangely aggressive tone. "Is it someone we know?"
"As a matter of fact, yes." Zuko said before whistling.
Immediately, the shadow behind Zuko moved and changed form until it took the shape of Xing. The girls were more or less familiar with Xing's shadow travel, as well as more than aware that it saved their lives when fighting the Chimera. The mayor, however, was much less accustomed to it, and it was shown in his fearful expression.
"Xing here." He gestured with his hand to the hound. "Is going to be a father."
That caused an immediate reaction across the girls as they gashed and congratulated Xing. Giving them a minute to calm down, he continued.
"And as for the mother." Zuko nodded to Xing, who barked something. Soon enough, a familiar whistle of wind carrying petals summoned Katsuki in all her glory. "Let me present you Katsuki. She's an alpha nine-tails Xing met in the spirit world, don't ask me how. It was on her insistence that there will be a place for her to rais the cubs safely as part of the crewmate agreement. Which Xing never signed…"
The last part was muttered under his breath.
"Kyoshi's island natural stance, as well as its relative isolation and reach green forests, is an ideal choice."
"I see…" The mayor pondered. "Now don't get me wrong, I'm fluttered, but why aren't you building something in your own kingdom and sit of power? You have the recourses."
"That may be so." Zuko admitted with a nod. "But anywhere in the red side of the curtain is within my father's reach, and he's not a good man. No, the only place where Katsuki and her cubs could be truly safe from my enemies is here."
"And what of the cost of feeding and raising? I highly doubt that a spirit beast of her caliber will eat the traditional dog food." The mayor said as Katsuki scuffed in agreement.
"I will pay for any and all expenses." Zuko promised. "Just send the bill, and I'll do the rest."
"And will we have a discount for the cubs?"
Here Katsuki growled, eyes blazing.
"I Think that it's her way of saying that she'll tear you to tiny pieces if you try something with her cubs."
"N-noted!"
"I believe that what our good mayor was trying to say was that the cubs, once grown up, will always find a place among the honorable Kyoshi warriors." Uncle Iroh, ever the diplomat, defused the situation.
"Y-yes."
"How about a tour?" Mi-Dved suggested. "Let the lady feel the place."
None of them had any problem with the idea.
"It is done, father." Azula proclaimed as she bowed. "The fire sage presence have been eliminated from any and all major settlements in the fire nation."
She waited what must have been the longest and most stressful seconds in her life before father replied.
"Good."
She waited still.
"I have new orders." Ozai continued. "With the end of the fire sages, comes a vacuum in religion. The masses need something to believe in, a higher purpose to guide their insignificant lives. That void will be filled by me."
Out of context, that almost sounded… No, no matter how you spin it, it's egoistical beyond measure.
"My orders are as followed. All previous buildings under the fire sages will be rebranded as temples of the great Ozai. Preachers of my own choosing will be sent to spread the word of the new religion, as well as enforcers who will make sure that people respect their one true god."
"It will be done, father."
After that she was dismissed. She went to her room, and only then did she allow herself to shudder.
"That bad, huh?" She heard Mai with her usual dry tone from across the room. She was together with Ty- Lee and Jasmine having a tea party. Usually Azula will never leave Mai and Jasmine in the same room, especially after last time, but Ty-Li served as a buffer between the two and her usual cheerfulness and naïve personality swallowed the toxic air of the room.
"Never a rest." Azula replied. "What were you doing meanwhile?"
"Oh, we were just talking about lady Herunako." Ty- Lee answered as she passed a piece of paper.
"What did he tell you?"
"Apparently she's pregnant." Jasmine continued. "Again."
"But didn't her husband died two years ago?" Azula asked as she wrote her response. "She didn't remarry, from what I know."
"Father said that he's going to implement a new religion instead of the fire sages, placing himself at Agni's place."
"She didn't." Mai confirmed with her usual dry tone, although there was a bit of mischief in it for those who knew her good enough. "I wonder if she could pass it as 'a last gift from her husband' again."
"Is he insane?! No, scratch that. Is he going to burn anyone who says 'dear Agni' instead of 'dear Ozai'?! He'll have half the nation on a pyre by week's end!"
"Their love must be so strong~" Lee gashed, although even she wasn't so naïve.
"And how he's going to enforce it exactly? He'll have to use the entire domestic security force just for that, not to mention how it'll affect the war."
"You're something else, Lee." Azula said dryly.
"I don't think he sees anything beyond his own ego at this point. And if someone even pips anything that isn't a complete agreement, father will burn them to crisps on the spot."
"It's a complete disaster." Mai said with finality. Their point of conversation allowed it.
"Ty Lee, do you sense anyone else here?" Azula asked the chi blocker.
"No one else besides us girls."
"Damn it, it's just terrible." Azula finally allowed herself to relax. "I don't know what to do."
"You could always murder your dad in his sleep." Jasmine suggested. "All the power in the word wouldn't help him if he can't use it. Another option is poisoning him. I can make a poison, fast acting, untraceable. You can serve it to him, or put it in wherever they make him tea."
Those words made Azula stop. This sounded too similar to what her own mother said all those years ago…
"No" She shook her head. "Father is not as trusting as grandfather Azulon. He'll never let his sleeping chamber be unwatched, it's too risky. As for the poison thing, hard pass. That's how he got mom to get rid of Azulon, he'll never let it happen to him."
"I'm sorry, what?" Mai asked. "Because it sounded to me like you just said that your mom and dad killed the previous fire lord."
Damn, did she say it out loud? She shouldn't have been so careless, what's happening with her as of late? Oh well, the tiger-cat is out of the bag now, so she told the girls the entire story.
"That's messed up." Jasmine finally spoke. "And that's coming from me. Don't get me wrong, but your family is crazy."
"You understand how big this is, right?" Mai pressed on. "It means that Ozai is a usurper, a false fire lord. This will-"
"Plunge the fire nation into a civil war and crumble it from within while we're fighting the rest of the world simultaneously." Azula continued her friend. "We can't let that happen."
"This can't go on." Mai stated a fact. "Ozai became a rabid maniac, he'll burn the nation with him regardless."
"I can't kill my own father." Azula stated, desperation within her voice.
"I'm sure we can think of something else if-" Ty Lee began, but Azula stopped her.
"I mean that in the moat literal sense. I physically cant hurt him."
"Oh…"
That left the big question.
What are they going to do?
"Aang, no." Her brother said with his arms crossed. "There is no way we're getting anywhere near Omashu."
"But we have to help Bumi! I can't leave him there!" Aang yelled back.
Right now, the two boys were arguing on wither should they try to rescue king Bumi or not.
Ironically enough, it was Sokka's fault for mentioning the fallen king. In another reality, where they had never left the pole before, the two would have been completely ignorant and wouldn't even know who Bumi is. Here, however, Sokka tried to keep in touch with any important developments of the war, and the fall of the second most powerful city in the earth kingdom is well within the criteria.
Aang, immediately recognizing his best friend's name (and wasn't it strange how Bumi managed to live so long), was hell-bent on rescuing the king. Which was completely understandable. However, Omashu was now a fire nation stronghold, and none of them had the experience or power to go against that.
It was basically summarized to a conflict between heart and mind.
"Listen, the faster you learn all the elements, the faster you could rescue your friend. If you go there, you'll just deliver yourself to the fire nation on silver platter. Then, who's going to rescue Bumi?"
Wow, her brother started to get very good with arguments. She was actually starting to miss the time when she could pick holes through his sexist reasoning… Okay, she wouldn't go that far. Point is, it was strange to see Sokka as the voice or reason.
"Well, I'm the one flying Appa, and I say we go to Omashu." Aang stated.
Well, that's a hard point to argue against.
"We're all going to get killed aren't we…" Sokka muttered as he massaged his temples. "Do you even know where they hold him?"
"Ahhh… Do you know?"
"Held in a metal cell at an eye a mile above the ocean with miles from any peace of land." Her brother said with unimpressed stare. "Pretty sure they also locked his entire body in a metal coffin, but that's just what I would have done in their place."
"That's great!" The air bender proclaimed. "Then we just sneak in with Appa at night and get him out! It's not like those eyes are fast or have any way of defending themselves. I bet they also didn't consider someone who could fly."
"That does make some sense." Sokka reluctantly admitted. "But there are so many things that can go wrong… and you're not listening, do you?"
"Nope!"
"Fine..." Sokka bent his head and sighed in defeat. "But if we're doing this, it's going to be under my lead. No ands, ifs or buts. I'm the one who knows best how those eyes work, and I'm the only one here with actual military experience."
"You're the best!" Aang went to hug Sokka.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah…" Sokka patted Aang's back. "Just don't make us regret this."
Zuko looked at the scene of Katsuki being groomed by the girls, from small kids to young women, of the village. She was clearly enjoying herself. Xing too, was playing the part of a lap dog as he played with the kids fetch and belly rubs.
"I'm getting a Jasmine feeling from her." Suki stated besides him.
"Yeah… figured it the moment I saw her." Mi-Dved said from his other side. "I have a lifetime of experience to recognize the signs."
"You poor thing." Suki said honestly, before turning to Zuko. "So I'm guessing she's willing to stay here?"
"I would say so, yes." Zuko nodded. "Is it fine by you?"
"Shouldn't be a problem, having a spirit around will bring good luck and clarity in those uncertain times." She nodded. "Although, you'll be paying the bills ones she demands delicacies from the earth king's table."
"Fair enough."
He looked in a random direction, seeing his uncle playing Pai Sho with the mayor and some other golden-aged people. Where they part of the white lotus as well?
"There is bound to be at least one local agent in the island." Sai spoke in his head. "But they are of no concern to us, and will only help guarding the spirit."
Right. So, with one issue solved, it was time to face the more… personal one.
"Mi-Dved, I'll be retiring for today." He informed the earth bender. "Please inform uncle once he finishes his games."
"On it, boss."
With the big guy away, he finally turned to Suki.
"We need to talk. Do you have a more private place?"
"Oh! R-right!" Suki stuttered, no doubt already knowing he was going to talk about that.
She led him to an empty storage. Ironically, it was the same building Zuko was held prisoner when he first got here.
"So…" He started.
"So…" She repeated after him.
None of them knew how to breach the subject.
"About the kiss…"
"Yes?" A mirage of emotions shown in Suki's eyes.
Damn it! What should he do now?!
'Sai! What to do?!'
"Depends on what you want."
'Don't mess with me! It's serious!'
"I'm going to regret this…" Zuko could feel the sigh. "Now do exactly as I tell you –".
Zuko stared blankly at the ceiling. Suki was most likely doing the same. The two of them lay on a lone mattress with a single blanket covering them both. This was not how he envisioned it would go. He wanted to fix things, not… do what he did!
Oh spirits, where had his honor gone?
"Inside Suki, if last night's events were of any indication." Sai suddenly spoke.
'WHAT?!' Did he? Did she?!
"You did not join Xing in the daddy club, no matter how many times you were called that in the past few hours."
Oh spirits…
'Sai, the heck?!' Zuko raged in his mind. 'I wanted to resolve it! Not make it worse!'
"Your highness, we share the same mind. I know what you wanted. Besides, you would have lamented for years over this would have been 'what if'. This is extremely unproductive, and I honestly don't want to go through this depression stage again. Now say something to the girl."
"Ah…"
"What an intelligent response. Truly, your wisdom knows no limits."
'Shut up and be helpful for once, you cock-less parasite!'
"Rude. But fine. Now, no matter what you do, don't act like you regret it or that it was a mistake. I can assure you that her heart wouldn't withstand it."
"Wow."
"Better than nothing, I guess."
"Yeah…" Suki let out from his side. "Wow."
They stayed like that for a moment.
"So… where do we stand now?" Suki finally asked. "The kiss made things awkward, but this… this is way past the point of no return."
Zuko thought for a moment before turning his entire body towards her.
"Do you love me?" He asked as he looked at her. "We said a lot of things last night, but did you mean it?"
Suki cuddled against his chest before answering, burying her face inside. Zuko tried to ignore how right it felt.
"I… I think I do." She sounded extremely vulnerable. "Do… do you?"
Zuko thought about it for a moment.
"I…" He held her head gently with his hand. "I think I do too."
They stayed like that for a while.
"This will bring a lot of trouble, for both of us." Zuko said. "You know what I am, you know I do and who I'm up against. There is a very real possibility that I will die a painful and ignoble death. I can't drag you down with me."
"My line of work isn't the safest as well, you know." She mumbled. "But do you have to? With the avatar back, this war can be stopped. Peace can return."
"The both of us know that's not true." Zuko answered as he continued petting Suki's head. "There is too much bad blood, too many grievances. The fire nation can't surrender. Avatar or not, the rest of the world will kill us all if we let them. No, the fire nation must take over the world or die trying. We are way past the point of no return."
"But you don't have to be a part of it." Suki insisted. "What if you run away? Both of us run away? Start a new life with new identities?"
The two of them knew it wasn't an option, both of them had people to protect, duties they can't neglect. It was a fantasy, nothing more.
"I can come visit through Xing." Zuko spoke. "So distance wouldn't be a problem."
"That would be nice, yes." Suki admitted. "We could have dates as we take the dogs for a walk."
Zuko snorted.
"Don't ever let Katsuki hear you, she has a nasty temper."
"I'd imagine." Suki laughed. "Still, better get up before people will start to suspect something."
"Yeah... Uncle can only pretend sleeping for so long."
Zuko and co waved as they got on their transport, back to the base. Across the docks, the parting party of Kyoshi village (which of course included Suki), waved back.
This visit, as far as Zuko was concerned, was an astonishing success. They secured a place for Xing's children to grow, without any blackmail even. He got a girlfriend (that what they are now, yes?). Now he needed to know how uncle's conversation with the mayor went.
"Uncle." He addresses the man. "What did the mayor had to say?"
"He, quite understandably, wouldn't have the island take any part in your incursion." Uncle answered. "He did, however, assured that the Koi shipments wouldn't be harmed by the change of regime. The army will not lack supply because of the civil war."
"Good." Zuko nodded.
"Oh!" Uncle remembered. "We also had another interesting topic of conversation, nephew."
Zuko didn't like the knowing smile uncle wore.
"He was very forwarding to the idea of repetitive visits, so to say. Under the watchful eye of a certain young lady, perhaps?"
"What are you getting at exactly?"
"That we know you ducked Suki and he's trying to set you up." Came Mi-Dved's blunt reply.
"W-what?!" Zuko began to deny, but the two were having none of it.
"Dear nephew, it was quite telling when you of all people woke up late. Now this is quite natural for a young man like you to fancy a pretty girl your age, there is nothing to be ashamed of. As long as it's consensual, there is nothing wrong with that. Of course, being discrete and careful is a non-negotiable term for the both of your honor."
"I have no-"
"Oh, don't even try it." Mi-Dved interrupted him. "None of us is some clueless virgin, your uncle from age and me from nurture. Now give us details, man! How big-"
A loud crash, resulting a Mi-Dved shaped hole, and followed by a splash, cut off the earth bender's words.
"You also have something to say, uncle?" Zuko said challengingly.
"Oh, no." The old man sipped his tea with grace, no doubt hiding a grin. "Those old bones are quite happy with things as they are."
"Been a blast guys!" Sokka called as he started leaving the bar. "But I need to go now."
"Come on, one more card game!" A man called. "Maybe it'll be your lucky round!"
"Sorry man. Would love to, really, but having my sister tearing my ear off isn't worth it. Next time though!"
There were chores of grumbling, but he was left alone. Once outside, he made a bee line to the camp, of course after he made sure that he wasn't followed.
"I'm back." He called the other two.
"Thanks La." Katara called. "Any later, and I was going to come after you."
"How did it go?" Aang asked.
"Bad for my purse, but good enough for the information." Soka answered. "I had to lose a few games to 'get in the group ', so to say, so we won't be able to do it for quite some time."
"Should I catch more fish in the morning?" Katara asked. "We could sell them in the market again."
"No, they will start talking." Sokka shook his head. "And it's the last thing we need. Better play it safe and try again only in a far enough village."
"Back to the matter at hand, the eye Bumi is imprisoned on is about five kilometers at sea between the fire nation and Omasu. So about here." Sokka pointed at a point in the map. "And guarding him are people who belong to Thrawn."
Sokka paused for a moment, noticed the questioning look at their faces.
"He's, like, super military genius." He explained. "He's the one who took over Omashu in the first place, in mere hours may I add. He's also responsible for the death of the earth king. By the way, the storms in Ba Sing Se still haven't calm down."
"Oh may…" Katara held her hands over her mouth.
"But Omashu is huge." Aang rebuked. "And its walls are very, very, tall. There's no way, even with eyes, that someone took it in less than a day."
"In an hour, to be correct, but that may have been a drunk talk." Sokka confessed. "Oh, and get this, he's a non-bender."
"You want to tell me that a non-bender defeated the strongest earth bender in the world?" Katara raised an eyebrow.
An idol, in Sokka's opinion. A proof of what someone without bending like Sokka himself, and without ties to one noble family or another, can achieve. It's a shame that they are on opposite sides though.
"Think of him like Zuko, only without bending and royal status. And with a weird fixation on art."
"Oh! That reminds me!" Aang suddenly spoke. "I talked to Roku and Kyoshi when we were on the island. The told me some important stuff that's connect to Zuko."
Aang then began retelling them what he heard. To say it was a shock would be an understatement.
"Okay, first of all, next time tell us immediately something like that." Sokka told the avatar in training. "Secondly, you're basically saying that the guy we have been with for about a year is actually some imposter evil spirit?"
"Not a spirit." Aang clarified. "The spirits are very touchy about it apparently."
"No, it can't be…" Katara denied. "He helped save our mother, he took down Mi-Sha, he helped our village and taught me water bending. He can't be some evil creature in disguise."
"To be fair, Zuko do have to 'conquer the world' vibe." Sokka said. "But I admit that evil isn't something I associate with Zuko."
Which was weird, sense when did conquering the worlds topped resonating with evil?
"Then it means he's still fighting!" Katara hit her hand with a fist. "We must find a way to break Zuko from the Sai's hold."
Damn, his sister was in denial. She fancies Zuko (something Sokka was honestly having mixed opinions about), even he notices this. The thought of the fact that the person she held in high esteem is not what she thought he was, was inconceivable. Yet she also couldn't call the avatar a lair. Therefore, the obvious solution in her point was that Zuko was an innocent victim to a manipulative demon.
In Sokka's opinion things are probably more complicated than they look.
"Then we rescue Bumi and get Aang to start his training as soon as possible, no more delays. We have less than a year, so every day counts." Sokka planned. "On the way, we'll pass the Si Wong library, if there's any place to find information on Sai, it's there. Maybe there'll be something for Aang there as well."
The other two nodded in determination.
AN
Hey, sorry for the delay. In any case, a shorter chapter then usual. mainly duo to IRL issues. But it started forking away from cannon to a differant direction.
Chapter 59: Chapter 57
Chapter Text
I Don't own Avatar the last air bender.
chapter 57
"For the record, I still think it's a terrible idea." Soka told the other two (four? If you include the animals).
"What is stupid is the mask you're wearing." Aang answered back. "Like seriously, a sock with holes? You couldn't be more suspicious even if you tried to. It looks good on you though, Katara."
"Well, I'd like both my sister's and my own involvement to sty a secret, thank you very much." Sokka had to reply. "This way, dad can claim that he and the tribe had no part in this. Any blame will naturally go to the north pole, especially since officially the south doesn't have any trained water benders."
"Must be still stinky, though."
"You have no idea…" Katara slowly told the avatar. "Let's just get it over with."
Sokka couldn't agree more.
They continued their flight above the clouds, and more importantly above the eyes. It took them some time, but they managed to find the right eye. Of course, it was surrounded by other eyes, but they all looked down. Most likely their main concern was from ships with benders who could lunch themselves or other people, not a (hopefully) still not commonly known air bender that came back from extinction.
Silently, they slipped past as Appa hovered very closely about the eye. Aang and Katara used their bending to carry themselves, and him, quietly to the landing. The door, was obviously locked and made of fine steel, they wouldn't be able to get through without making noise. Here, came their secret weapon.
"You're up, Momo." Aang whispered to the lemur.
The winged animal made a sound of acknowledgement and flew through one of the windows. The rest of them stayed in stressed silence. Finally, after unbearably nerve wracking minutes, the heavy metal door made an unlocked sound. When Sokka pushed it, he was relieved that there wasn't a fire squad waiting on the other side.
"Good job, Momo!" Aang whispered as he gave the lemur a nut, which was immediately devoured happily.
They continued to walk silently in case there was someone inside at this hour. As if to prove Sokka's paranoia, a voice called to them.
"Lee? Is the shift over already?"
Damn it! As they turned the corner, they saw two fire nation soldiers. Luckily, the two were surprised to see anyone else in this place. Using the opportunity, Aang immediately released a blast of wind that knocked the soldier who spoke, as well as his partner, to the wall. The two of them were hit with a loud bang and fell to the floor motionlessly. Sokka checked them for pulse, both were alive.
"Bummi should be right ahead." He told the others. "Prepare for anything. if there are more people here, there is no way they didn't hear this."
The two nodded, taking a fighting pose.
They neared the center of the eye, silence followed them all around. Then, a heavy steel door blocked their way. There was no questioning that their mark was behind it. The fire nation symbol glaring at them, as if daring them to try and pass.
"I think we can blast it, maybe." Aang suggested.
"And inform all the eyes around us that we are here in the process, no. There are two holes for a key here. If I'm correct, then we need to open it with those two kays simultaneously. We should check the guards and see if each had a key. If not, there must be some kind of office nearby. There is no way they'll just leave those things unsecured. I'll go check."
Luckily enough, the two had in their pockets exactly what Sokka anticipated. Two similar keys, and wallets that Sokka helped himself with. Hey, they needed money if they wanted to travel around, especially if they didn't want to flaunt Aang's status for all to see. Double-especially if they want to go inland where they can't use Kataka's water bending to fish.
Returning, he handed his sister the other key.
"Be ready for anything Aang." Sokka warned the Avatar. "We have no idea what's behind the door."
The boy nodded with determination, and the siblings turned their keys. The door opened revealing-
Zuko studied the map as he was once again at his office inside his ship. Luckily, the damage from Apex was superficial and none of the machinations was damaged. As such, Zhao was more than happy to give them the leaving permit as he went to chase rumors of the avatar at the southern sea.
"Should we be worried about him catching Aang?" He asked Sai.
"Hardly." The intelligence said with no concern. "The avatar is nowhere near the southern sea right now. Zhao will just waste time and men, as we planned. We should focus more on our trip to Yu Dao and our meeting with mayor Morishita."
"The biggest colony." Zuko remembered. "We manage to get it behind us, and the rest of the colonies will follow. That, and the new electrical station's grand opening."
"Indeed. Getting Morishita's support is critical for our plan. If we antagonize him, we'll not only lose an ally against Ozai, but we'll have a much harder time controlling the colonies with him acting as opposition. We could oppress him, that's for sure, but it'll waste too many resources and leave too many weak points for the avatar to exploit."
"Luckily, Morishita should already have a positive opinion towards us. Literally, no royal invested in the colonies like I did. And he seemed very respectful in his letters."
"And he had a daughter your age." Sai reminded him. "He'll probably try to match up between the two."
"Come on, Sai." Zuko rolled his eyes. "The fact that he has a daughter my age doesn't automatically mean that he'll try to marry her to me."
"You'd be surprised of the length people will go to see their daughter marry a prince." Sai commented dryly. "Needless to say, that any deal he may try to wriggle from you, you already have Suki."
"Yes, dad." Zuko rolled his eyes.
"Now to other business, we should use Xing to travel to the Si Wong library once we finish here. There are some things I need to check."
"Like what?" Zuko didn't have bad experience there, but he also wouldn't recommend it as a tourist attraction.
"My star map seems to be out of date, or defective. The Great Comet is moving not like in the simulations. I need to check the star map there to see if the problem is with me, or if the comet really acts strange. Either way, it's something that should be addressed sooner rather than later."
"Right, The un-named cosmic horror that Agni beat?" Zuko remembered.
"Precisely."
Yeah… one problem at a time.
"On to other things, how is project Sadara progressing?" Zuko asked. "And what do we have on Zhao's invasion plan?"
"In about a month, Sadara should be out and about. There are still hiccups, but I point the engineers in the right direction behind the scenes. Just enough to not be considered direct intervention. As for Zhao, he should soon get a promotion to admiral, which will allow him to amass the resources he needs as long as he has the fire lord's approval."
"As for his strategy for the north, a lack of strategy would be a better description. There doesn't seem to be something more than gathering the vast majority of the fire navy, at full moon no less, and just winging it."
"Is he insane?" Zuko knew Zhao could act very irrationally when his ego was on the line, but he wasn't stupid. He did get to where he is now through skill, be it martial or cunning.
"He is not. Therefore, it stands to reason that he has some ace in his sleeve. Considering the timing, he clearly has no fear of water benders. Meaning, that the trick has something to do with them. From experience, as well as the fact that he was in the library, I would wager that he plans to get the fish out of the equation."
"The fish?" Zuko tried to remember. "Why would some fish… your talking about Tui and La?!"
"Yes. And unlike us, I hardly think he'll be as careful. From his psychological profile, he'll straight up kill one of the fish. Such a catastrophic event will cause the oceans to go berserk without supervision, which will lead to cataclysmic tidal waves that will cause casualties in the billions. Primarily in the coastal areas, which…"
"Which is what the fire isles and most of the colonies are considered as!" Zuko understood the severity of the situation. "Is he even aware of this?! He's going to sacrifice the entire nation for some glorified title!"
"Unknown. But either way, we aren't the right people to explain this to him. He'll think that any criticism about his plan as an attempt to rob him of his destiny."
"Talking to Ozai is clearly an out." Zuko immediately said.
"What's more, the weakening of La and Tui will cause other, more sinister forces to fill the void. Forces that may or may not be waiting at the door because of actions of previous overlords."
"I swear Sai, sometimes you're more trouble than you're worth." Zuko rubbed his temples.
"Either way, we need to save the spirits." Sai changed the subject. "I think I died a little inside just from saying this."
"Bummi!" Aang called to his old (now literally as well) friend. "We came to rescue you!"
They were alone in the room. The earth bender was in a steel coffin and only his head was visible. Chains held the coffin air and a strange metal circle was around it.
"Stop Aang!" The king yelled, fear creeping to his voice. "This place is rigged! If you don't follow specific steps, everything inside the metal circle will go to down below!"
Understanding, Aang took his glider and flew straight to Bumi, landing right on the coffin like a bird on a roof.
"Come on, I'll break those chains and let you out."
Aang tried to air bend, but the chains didn't budge. He even tried what little water bending he managed to learn from Katara, still noting.
"Aang, buddy, it's no use. Those chains are made of enhanced pure steel. Simple blasts aren't going to cut it." Bummi explained. "Besides, like I said, if even one chain breaks, I go down."
"We can get Appa to catch you."
"Are you sure he can even carry that much steel?" The king countered. "And evading shots all the while?"
"We can't leave you here!" Aang argued. "There must be something we can do. Sokka, you're the idea guy, Do you have something?"
"I mean, you Katara could probably create a bubble?" Sokka suggested. "Then Appa can fly underwater until we reach dry land."
"See? Everything's figured out." Aang said with glee. "And when we get you out of this coffin, you could be my earth bending master. Isn't that great?"
"Aang, I'm not going." Bummi said with finality.
"What?! Why?!"
"Because." A foreign voice said from behind. "His highness has responsibility to his subjects."
The man entered through the open door was clearly a fire nation soldier, and a high ranking one if the fancy uniform was of any indication. Actually, it was by far the most oriented uniform Aang saw at all. Not that it really says much, because before getting frozen he never saw a military man of any nation up close, and after waking up he only ever encountered grunts and their occasional leader.
"Who are you!" Sokka yelled as he pointed his boomerang at the newcomer.
"My apologies, I didn't introduce myself." The Stranger spoke. "I am Major Thrawn of the grand army of the fire nation. And you three, I presume, are Avatar Aang, as well as Sokka and Katara from the southern water tribe?"
"N-no? We're from the northern water tribe!" Sokka tried to save face.
"Oh, please." The now named Thrawn sounded disappointed. "Even if I didn't hear you call each other, a big mistake by the way, your parka is clearly in the light-blue pattern of the south. If you wanted to hide behind northern identities, you may want to die your clothes a few shades darker. Your boomerang as well is of southern design, I would suggest a paint job as well as adding north-styled marks in the future. Let me guess, first time breaking and entering?"
Sokka merely groaned in embarrassment.
Wait, Aang recognized that name from somewhere…
"Wait, You're the one who conquered Omashu int the first place!"
"Indeed, I did." Thrawn agreed. "Exploiting the same gap in his armor that forbids our mighty king from even attempting to free himself."
Bummi grinded his teeth with such a force that Aang was worried that they may break, and the look he gave to the fire nation soldier was filled with such hatred that was foreign to the boy Aang played with. It was honestly scary.
"Now this may sound strange to one nourished by the virtue of freedom and dis-attachment, but his highness has a duty and responsibility to keep his people safe. For he knows, from first experience, how genuine I am in my intentions. Which is why he knows that when he stays here, his people are safe if occupied. But the moment he steps out of line, this entire fleet around you will go straight to Omashu to let my indiscriminate displeasure be known."
"You monster!" Katara yelled. "How can you?! There are innocents there! Babies!"
"I'm afraid we're all monsters within." Thrawn replied evenly, unbothered by either the outburst or the accusation. "But think about this. If I wasn't such a monster, many more lives would have been lost. And besides, if I were to make you choose between the lives of your village and family, or the lives of all the people in Omashu, why do I think that all those babies would lose?"
Katara was now equally enraged as Bummi. She didn't answer, not in coherent words at least, but her non-answer was an answer all the same.
"Now that we established the chain of command here, I'll kindly ask you to leave." The fire man nodded to the door. "I would suggest to hurry. The silence of the guards had been noted, it would be a matter of minutes before the place is filled with soldiers."
"You're… Letting us go?" Aang didn't believe his ears.
"Of opportunistic purposes, I assure you." The man replied. "After all, now we have a similar arrangement to what I have with King Bummi over there."
"What are you talking about" Katara yelled while Sokka bleached in realization.
"Why, my little water bender." Thrawn had his gaze focused on Katara. "To keep your identities a secret after you so revealed them with such disregard, of course. It would be horrible if prince Zuko was to find out you're now travel with the avatar. Your relationship with his highness is beyond professional, at least according to rumors."
"What?!" Aang exclaimed.
"Oh, how enrage he would be." Thrawn continued, ignoring Aang completely. "Enough to raze your village?"
"Zuko would never do it." Katara said with certainty.
"Perhaps." Thrawn agreed. "But he has enough enemies at court to use this to axe him, and your village will again be caught in the crossfire."
"What do you want?" Sokka asked, cutting the chase.
"There are a doors that are open for the avatar and co, while close to a fire nation officer. When time comes, I'll contact you. Now I suggest leaving"
"Aang." Bummi whispered. "Before you go, about your earth bending teacher. They need to listen to the earth. It's cryptic, I know, but that's all I can give now with no time and present company."
"Thanks. And I'll figure things out, I promise."
"I know you will Aang, I know you will."
With that, they sprinted out of there.
"Prince Zuko, it's an honor to have you." Mayor Morishita greeted him. Accompanying the man, beside the honor guard, were his wife and his daughter. Both of which bowed their head.
"Honor is all mine." Zuko replied. To his sides were his uncle and Mi-Dved, with the crew behind him.
"You all must be tired from your travels. Please, let it never be said that Yu Dao lacks hospitality."
"Thank you, the last weeks have been… eventful."
And wasn't this an understatement.
The Morishita family guided them to their rooms at the mayor's estate. During the walk, Zuko saw the peaceful life of the people of the colony regardless, a clear contrast of the war and conflict he saw and was part of. He didn't dislike it. Curiously enough, Korri, the mayor's daughter, sneaked glances at Zuko's party. At Mi-Dved to be precise.
"An earth bender. Conflicted ideals and identity confusion. Sees Mi-Dved as fellow mood kindred who managed to achieve integration into the fire nation society. Most likely has a celebrity crush." Sai summarized.
Yes, Zuko knew most of it from the profiles Sai drew of various people of interest to lay the foundations of the new empire. Coming to think about it, he did send Korri a latter concerning her thoughts about it. Although the tad bit about Mi-Dved was new to him. It also gave him an idea to get back at Mi-Dved for all his ticking about Suki.
It would either be a great success or, most likely, a total disaster.
"The later."
Zuko chose to ignore Sai for the moment.
"Korri, did you have time to address the latter I sent you all this time ago?"
"H-huh?" She was caught by surprise. "Y-yes! I mean, I wrote some notes about the integration of earth benders and the clash of cultures as you ordered. It's most likely not up to standard-"
"Oh, she is being modest." Her father put a hand on her shoulder and smiled proudly. "She has written an entire book about it, as thick as my arm. I'm sure the two of you will have a very good time discussing it in your free time."
"I'll sure give it a look." Zuko nodded, ignoring the growing blush of embarrassment on Korri. "But I was hoping that you could interview Mi-Dved as well, as an example of an earth bender from the worst background, no offence, who is a part of the national society. I think that an extreme case like this may be good to study."
"Amora was a hellhole." The big earth bender agreed with a nod.
"Really?! S-sure!" Korri stuttered.
"Good. Now with this out of the way, I would like to talk with you about a few things." Zuko addressed the mayor. "Privately."
"Of course, your highness. Let me walk you to my office."
"How is the electric station is received by the public?" Zuko asked Morishita once the two were in the later's office.
"Mostly positive." The man answered. "The vast majority is more curious than anything, but welcoming the change based on the good reception of your inventions so far. There are of course those who are always warry of any change, nothing to be done there, but there is also a not insignificant part of people who are against it. Mainly all who work in the candle making industry. They are afraid, rather justly, that the lightbulbs will rob them of work."
"I see…" And it was a real problem. Part of advancement meant that it required less people to achieve the same results, which led to unemployment. "In that case, I would suggest that the candle factories would transform to lightbulb and electric cable ones. It will secure their future as electricity will grow in popularity. In addition, with the main colonies inaccessible, the farther away colonies and villages that were out of reach duo to lack of quantity of products are now available as free markets. Not as profitable as the main colonies, true, but it should keep the candlemakers fed until they can retire with honor."
"And with the tax being reduced because of the lower maintenance cost of electricity compared to the candle lamps, the citizen will grow relatively richer. Which will allow them to buy more luxuries, with artistic candles among them. Besides, I hardly think that candles are going to be replaced in ceremonies any time soon."
"That will put most of them at ease." Morishita nodded. "At least enough to avoid any protests."
"Very well. With that out of the way, how is the situation in the capital?" Zuko asked.
"Ah, so you have heard about the recent developments then."
Recent what?
"I think that you have me in a disadvantage here, I was too preoccupied. Please, enlighten me."
"As you wish." The mayor let out a long deep sigh before continuing. "His highness, your father, have released a new decree. A rather long and complicated one, but it can be summed into a single sentence. He basically replaced Agni with himself."
"… What?" It took Zuko a minute to process the situation. "Have he gone completely mad?!"
The man before him looked conflicted. One the one hand, to say such a thing about the fire lord is considered a treason and can be (definitely, in Ozai's case) punishable by death. Needless to say, that one should be very vigilant for even the walls can have ears. And Ozai's cruelty became legendary. On the other hand, Morishita completely agreed with the statement.
Zuko rubbed his temples in frustration.
"Right. Not what I expected, but directly connected to what I wanted to talk about." Zuko let Sai check once again that there were no spies nearby before continuing. "I wanted to ask you in the completely hypothetical situation where my father is to be… removed from power. Where will the colonies stand? The main ones, I mean."
"Well, In this completely unrealistic and traitorous situation." The mayor began. "The colonies must remain loyal to the fire nation. Such an act of open rebellion will not be supported militarily by the colonies, not that we have much power compared to the fire nation proper."
Which was expected. The fire nation brought the soldiers, the colonies brought the resources.
"Although." Morishita continued. "If a change of leadership did happen, the colonies will be duty-bound to the new regime."
That was all Zuko needed to here.
"I see. And if throne is now in the hands of the son, who may or may not have a part of his father's removal, will the colonies still stay loyal?"
"Absolutely." The older man nodded. "Under normal circumstances there may have been some issues, but those are not normal circumstances."
"There may be chaos during the takeover." Zuko warned. "Do you have enough capital to keep the other colonies from rioting? Not only that, I'll also need an acknowledgement as soon as possible."
"And you will get it." The other man promised. " You seem pretty sure in your chances. Something I should know? Because you do understand that I will claim denial in any case things go south."
"Nothing you should me involved in, ignorance is a blessing in this case. Which reminds me, you should start preparing for the ocean to get wild in a month or so."
"Wild in what way?" The leader of the biggest colony asked with concern.
"Natural disasters and the kind." Zuko answered. There are rumors that father may order something that will have dire consequences on the entire world. I'll do my best to stop it, but better be prepared."
"I can hardly work with that." Morishita argued. "I need more details to convince the others."
"I can't give you that, it's that secret. And I talk to you about overthrowing the fire lord."
"Than I shall prepare my colony, others will see and follow. I hope."
Zuko nodded, there wasn't much more to be done here.
"Now than, with all those somber dealings behind us, why don't I walk you to my daughter's room?" Morishita suggested. "She should be ready for your meeting."
The two of them walked. All the while, Morishita commented about all the good qualities of his daughter. Even Zuko wasn't blind enough to miss the fact that Morishita did want a match.
'Agni, Sai. You were right!'
"Something new here?"
"And I assure you that you wouldn't find a more poise, dignified, and dutiful girl than Korri." Morishita spoke as they were outside of said girl's room.
"Can-can I really touch it?" They heard a feminine voice.
"Sure, go ahead." Mi-Dved's voice answered. "Just be careful, okay? They usually get overwhelmed first time."
"Oh, it's so big and hard. How can you walk straight with that thing?"
Morishita was stunned from horror, his face gave a very interesting and cartoonish expression. Zuko used Sai's ability to see through walls to see what's happening.
"Well, this should be interesting." He commented.
Korri had a very surreal day so far. As the only daughter of the mayor of the largest colony, she knew that contact with the royal family was inevitable. She just didn't think it would come so suddenly, and she did have reservations about it.
You see, dad had made his intentions clear. He wanted her to get to as much as possible good terms with the prince as possible, and secure a match ideally. He read the room and, like her, saw that the current fire lord can't stay in power for long. And that the prince, banished or not, is the most likely candidate to be next fire lord.
While she did like the idea of being the fire lady, like all girls, the idea to marry someone she didn't know wasn't sitting right with her. Dad promised that he wouldn't force her, even if he strongly suggested it. And she, as a good daughter, had to at least try.
She heard many things about the prince, both good and bad. Some even contradicted each other. One rumor described him as a walking charred corpse after what his father did to him, she didn't want to live her life with someone like that!
Her resistance, upon seeing the prince in person, drastically reduced.
And he was actually interested in her work! The feeling of her woes being noticed and addressed by the ruling class was cathartic.
As a cherry on top, she was talking to her idol! When the prince suggested what he did, she nearly had a heart attack. A private meeting with her idol for hours? In her room?! She was in the clouds. Before they entered her room, she excused Mi-Dved for a few minutes to tidy her room, which meant hiding all the Mi-Dved merchandise she had.
The interview itself, was as professional as it was enlightening. His circumstances honestly depended more on his company than anything else, if anyone but Zuko would have tried to assimilate Mi-Dved to the culture of the fire nation, the results would have been far less stellar.
She also made notes on how important it is to use the right approach to the individual. Mi-Dved himself admitted that power was a huge factor in convincing 'his kin', as he called those who had similar upbringing to his. Huge distinction from using violence, he stressed. They talked in length just what power meant in this case, and the results depended on different factors like culture and social status.
Of course, that was mirrored by the advantages one should get from joining the fire nation. In the end, a nation must serve the people as much as the people serve the nation.
"And that should be enough for now." She closed her notebook. Across her, the big earth bender let a sigh of relief.
Ahe took notice how big he was. At first, she thought that her admiration was playing trick on her head, but no. Mi-Dved is truly a huge person, who looked extremely exhausted. Huh, he probably wasn't used to such long debates.
It was cute in a way.
"Would you like a glass of water?" She offered.
"Thanks" He told her as she poured. "I'm not used to this, more of an action guy myself."
"I can see it." She gestured to the huge two-handed axes that he used in one hand. "You know, I'm a student myself."
She showed him her own weapon of choice, a spiked ball connected to a chain.
"Suspected you were a fighter." He told her. "You have the same build as the Kyoshi warriors, I bet you will get along well."
"I-thanks…" Saying that she was an equivalent to a Kyoshi warrior was a high honor, especially from her idol. And he also said it like a fact, there was no hidden meaning there besides sincerity.
"Let me guess, earth core?" He nodded to the ball.
"Yes, how did you know?" Just from a glance? Wow.
"Have the same trick myself." He admitted as he opened his palm. An axe flew right towards it. "People can be really oblivious sometimes, most think that a metal weapon is automatically unbendable."
"You can have a go if you want." Mi-Dved noticed her staring.
"Can-can I really touch it?"
"Sure, go ahead." Mi-Dved's voice answered ad he placed it gently on the table. "Just be careful, okay? They usually get overwhelmed first time."
"Oh, it's so big and hard." She traced her fingers across the metal, not a trace of combat was seen. "Mind if I… Well, you know, give it a go?"
"Everything for a fan. But I need to warn you, the Kyoshi warriors needed to work togather to handle this bad boy. Do you have experience with this?"
"I handled a few before." She admitted. Axes didn't really call for her, not her style, but she did try some. "But nothing that big. In fact, I think yours is the biggest there is."
"I'm a big boy." He shrugged his shoulders in a 'what can I do' way.
"Wow, it's so thick. I need both hands to cover it." She commented as she got a good grip on it.
She tried to lift it, but almost immediately fell on her bum. She may have let out a small yelp.
"Oh my spirits, how do you walk with this thing?" Just this one axe must be way heavier than her.
"I'm a big boy " He said again. "Want to give it another go?"
"No, I think I'm good. I may actually dislocate something if I try again." She admitted.
Just than the door opened to reveal his highness.
"Told you she was just trying to lift Mi-Dved's axe." He glanced to her father as he spoke. Dad, she noticed, looked extremely pale and aged.
"Y-yes. As always, you're absolutely right, your highness."
Was she missing something?
"And that concludes the chain of events." Thrawn ended his report on the incident with the avatar.
"I see." The head of the assembly of generals before him spoke. "Your report have been received and the results of your appeal will be given in a week's time."
With the dismissal, Thrawn was back in his office.
"How did it went?" His second in command asked.
"Exactly as planned. With things as they are, I should have the rank of an admiral by next week."
"But one thing I don't understand, sir. You had the avatar in your hands, you could have forced him to surrender using king Bummi, but you let him go. Why?"
"Why, for many reasons, lieutenant." The young commander explained. "If he would have escaped while being transported, as is inevitable as far as avatars are concerned, the blame would have fallen on me. And with him and company gone, the only witnesses are me and the old king, which gives me a much greater freedom to spin the tale as I see fit."
"And besides, with the fit of capturing the avatar, the crown would have expected me to produce ever more growing miracles. That is a sure way die either in a suicide mission or a knife in the dark. No, this result is the best for me. I needed a shield from Zhao's illogical plan, and with a rank equal to what his will be, I now have it."
"And hiding the involvement of the water siblings? Will you try to blackmail the prince as well?"
"Oh, spirits no." Thrawn shook his head. "You don't kill a dragon with a stick. And why should I even do that? Anything useful the prince can give me will be much easier gained by excelling my duties, I have no need for such risky endeavors. And with the excuse of the northern tribe already making contact and teaching the avatar water bending, Zhao will be even more pressed in his hunt for the avatar and will have less time being a nuisance."
The latter with the results came exactly a week after. Thrawn was having a tea in his office as he studied a piece of art from Kyoshi's area. His second came running.
"Sir! The results have arrived!" He waved the latter, it was sealed with the crown's insignia.
"Well. Than by all means, don't keep us waiting." Thrawn took a sip from his tea.
"His divinity, fire lord Ozai, has Major Thrawn you to the rank of admiral for his outstanding achievements and duty."
The new admiral nodded, expecting that.
"In addition, you are hereby engaged to the air bender known as Jasmine?!"
Thrawn, for his first time ever, spat the tea out of his nose.

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