“Lets pour water over him,”

“Sokka no, that isn't nice.”

“Do you have a better idea?”

Aang’s eyes fluttered, he rubbed the back of his head.

“Are you alright?” a concerned Katara asked.

Aang looked up, Katara, Zuko, Sokka, and Suki loomed over him. A dark figure stood at the back of the room, too far for Aang to identify. 

“I am fine, just that the note on the Viper Hawk was,… well, so unbelievable that I lost all sense of reality.”

“Sweetie, what is in the note?”

“You didn’t read it?”

“No.”

Aang sat up on the couch confused and looked around. He was in his room and the note was crumpled in his fist.

He cleared his throat,

“I will read it out loud and you will tell me whether or not we should trust this letter.”

Aang began to read;

Dear Fire Lord Zuko, and Avatar Aang,

100 years ago, the Fire Nation tried to annihilate our people, but we survived. The war is over and we ask for our lands to be returned.

The Air Nomads    

Aang looked up at the stunned faces.

“So, do you believe this note”

“It is sincere,” a voice said.

Aang looked up to find a pair of piercing molten gold eyes looking back at him. The figure walked out of the shadow.

“Azula” growled Aang

“Calm down, if I wanted you dead, you wouldn’t even have woken up.”

Aang scowled, the last person whom he wanted to deal with right now was the Fire Princess. She was the only person on the planet whom he truly feared. And to make things worse, Azula knew.

Aang shook himself.

“Where is the drawing?” Azula asked.

Everyone stared.

“ There is a p.s” Azula said matter-of-factly, pointing at the letter.

Everyone remained clueless.

“Now I understand why the war lasted 100 years – a bunch of idiots were fighting,” Azula glowered.

“Hey!” Sokka shouted.

“Sokka don’t react, she is trying to provoke you.” Suki whispered 

Azula flipped the sheet over.

“Here is the sketch.”  

Aang peered at the sketch, he recognized it immediately.

“It’s the Swamp, remember Sokka, Katara, we had visions there, that is where
I saw Toph!” 

Everyone but Sokka and Katara gaped at him. 

“Aang, have you been drinking something.” Zuko asked, “Like cactus juice?”

“No, I am serious Zuko.” replied Aang.

“I think Aang is right” said Katara, “It does look like the Swamp.”

Azula snatched the paper out of Aang’s hand and inspected the sketch. Her eyes became slits.

“There are people disappearing into a giant tree.”

Everyone crowded around Azula, trying to peak at the people.

Aang exclaimed “These are Air Nomads, you can tell from their arrow tattoos.”

“Wait a minute,” Zuko said, “ They are entering some tunnel under the tree.”

“When we were at the swamp, there was no passage way in the tree!” shouted Sokka. 

There was a moment of silence.

“Of course,” Katara face palmed herself, “they must have hid the tunnel to keep people from following them.”

“But there is a loop hole, wouldn’t the Swamp people have noticed a bunch of Air Nomads walking around?” questioned Sokka.

“This happened around 100 years ago Sokka, the Swamp people might have not even been living there yet.” Katara uttered.

Aang sat down grinning from ear to ear,

“If they are indeed alive, we must find them, come on we should head out tomorrow.”

Katara smiled, “I am going with you” 

“Me too.” Sokka and Suki agreed.

“I am afraid I cannot.” Zuko sadly replied, “ But, Azula can come in my place and she WILL behave. You heard that, Azula?”

Azula nodded. Everyone groaned. Azula took a deep breathe and spoke in a calm yet ominous tone.

 “I know that during the war, I was a pain in the neck, after that I was metal for four years but I am different now, I am on your side after all.”

 Everyone goggled in surprise, that was not Azula-like at all. Everyone turned to Aang. Aang frowned. After a minute, he looked up seemingly have decided on his response.

“You can join us Azula, but I cannot guarantee your privacy because knowing Katara, she will be watching you like a Fire Hawk.” 

Katara’s jaw dropped. She couldn’t believe what she just heard. She gave Aang a disapproving glance and headed out with everyone else. Before she could leave, Aang grabbed her wrist.

“I understand you don't trust Azula, I don't either, but we must give her a chance, she may be useful and maybe she will earn our trust just like Zuko.”

Katara turned to Aang and she nodded her head, “It is your decision Avatar, but I will watch her like a Fire Hawk.” Katara strolled out of the room. Aang watched her leave.  When the sound of her foot steps trailed off, he started to prepare for the following trip.