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Disclaimer: Avatar The Last Airbender is the property of Nickelodeon. I don't own or profit from the characters or settings of this story. Warning: Deals with adult situations, and characters dying |
Chapter 8
A Marriage That Almost Wasn't As Zuko and Aang stood in the reception area greeting all of the well-wishers who came to offer their congratulations, an uninvited guest was coldly observing the festivities from one of the towers that overlooked the garden. He watched the Avatar and the Firelord thanking their friends, family and other guests. 'Enjoy the party while you can, your majesty' the intruder thought, 'it's going to be all over before you know it.' The man readied a bow which he'd smuggled into the palace concealed inside a hollow walking stick. To be extra sure that he accomplished his task, he dipped the points of two arrows into a vial of shirshu venom that he had also brought with him; under normal circumstances, it would only temporarily paralyze a victim as large as an adult human, however this had been concentrated enough to be lethal. Zuko was talking to Sokka and his father, and Aang was having a conversation with Iroh and Ty-lee. Katara and Mai sat in a corner humorously comparing notes over 'the ones that got away.' There was a strange, but familiar, whistle and everyone looked around to find the source. They didn't have far to look; Sokka and Hakoda were supporting an ashen Zuko, whose golden ceremonial robe had a dark crimson stain spreading out from the shaft of an arrow which protruded from his chest. Mai and Tai-lee, along with Haru and Toph and a squad of the imperial fire-benders swarmed around the slumped form of the Firelord guarding against further attacks, but from the looks of him, Katara and Mai feared it might already be too late, Katara set about trying to heal the wound, while Ursa cradled her son's head. From a tower the assassin shouted "Traitors to the Fire nation must pay the price!" Several of the Imperial fire-benders and the palace guards went to lock down the palace, while others rushed towards the tower, but Katara knew they probably couldn't get there before the killer was gone. Just then, the ground trembled violently and a great wind began to howl. No one knew what to make of this, except Katara, Sokka, and Toph; they looked over at Aang, who was trembling with rage, and whose eyes were glowing furiously. The rumbling earth ripped open beneath the tower and it began to crumble, as it came down, the killer fell out of the collapsing structure. Aang rose into the air on a vortex of wind and fire and caught the assassin by the ankle. The two of them rose higher and higher, until they were nearly a hundred feet in the air. Aang thought to himself, 'If Zuko was dead, then this man soon would be too!' Not even when the sand-benders stole Appa, or when he had fought Ozai, did Aang contemplate taking a life, this time he was planning to do exactly that! The assassin cringed and begged for mercy, but the enraged avatar wasn't about to give him any. "Aang," a weak but familiar voice called up to him. Aang, still in the Avatar state, looked down and saw Zuko, standing in the courtyard, supported by Sokka, Hakoda and his mother. The arrow still protruded from his chest, but Katara had controlled most of the bleeding. "He's not worth it, you once told me you were afraid of becoming a killer; don't start now on my account!" Aang gradually calmed himself down, and lowered himself and the would-be killer back down to the garden. The guards quickly took him into custody. Sokka and Hakoda lowered the stricken Firelord back to the ground and Aang rushed over to them; he knelt down and cradled Zuko who was very weak, and on the verge of passing out again. "We've got to get him to the infirmary," Iroh instructed two of the guards to pick him up and carry him inside. "No, we've got him," said Aang, his tone brooked no argument, but the guards moved forward to attend their Firelord, anyway. Iroh stopped them with a gesture, and Sokka and Aang carried Zuko indoors with Ursa holding his hand the whole way, while Katara used her abilities to halt the rest of bleeding and subdue the pain. The guards investigated the assassin's "nest" and discovered the vial of poison. Once they were aware that there was more than an arrow wound to deal with, Katara and the royal physicians had a better idea of how to proceed. Neither Aang nor Ursa left his side for two days. On the third day, Iroh convinced Ursa that she should take a break, and get some rest; and he tried to talk Aang into doing the same. He hadn't slept, or even eaten since Zuko was brought in here. As Iroh and Lady Ursa walked away, Mai came into the room she said she would stay with Aang and Zuko for a while. Aang found her dark and somber demeanor a little off-putting, and he had to admit being a little intimidated by her. Mai looked at the Avatar's bloodshot eyes, and asked "Do you want to get some rest; nothing's going to happen to Zuko while I'm here." To prove her point, she produced three wicked looking stilettos from out of nowhere. "Thanks, Mai, but I'm going to stay here until we know what's going to happen;" Aang swallowed and fought back tears, then continued, "one way or another." Mai put her hand on his shoulder, it was probably the closest she would ever get to being publicly affectionate, and said "I'm glad Zuko was able to find someone like you." "He and I used to date, you know;" Aang's curiosity was peaked, Zuko never really talked about his previous relationships. "We went our separate ways, when he left the Fire nation to join your group; at first I considered him a traitor, but then I realized he was right. I also left and joined one of the underground resistance cells that was working against Ozai's rule." Aang was touched that Mai, Zuko's ex, for lack of a better word, would open up like this to him. "I guess you could say Zuko inspired me." "Yeah," Aang told her with a smile, "He'd totally deny it; but he seems to have that effect on a lot of people." A weak voice asked, "Don't you two know it's rude to talk about somebody behind their back, or when they're unconscious from an arrow wound?" Aang and Mai had prepared themselves to never hear that voice again, and so had stunned looks on their faces when they heard it. Aang and Mai went to Zuko's bedside, he had finally come back to them, and even Mai felt tears of relief stinging her eyes. Zuko gave them both a weak smile and said, "Thanks for staying with me, both of you." "Aang are you still ready for that honeymoon?" Aang dramatically replied, "As soon as you're back on your feet, my Firelord." "But you'd better try and eat something; I can promise that you'll need all your strength!" 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