First Avatar fic. Not really sure how the idea for this story came to me, I just kinda hope everyone likes it.

Chapter One

Kidnapped

Zuko hardly looked around as he walked briskly through the woods. His ship had landed on a small beach nearby and he was now following a small stream he had noticed. And for some reason his uncle had made him take some rope. He was trying to come up with a strategy. ‘This chase after the avatar is getting me nowhere. I need something that will make him come to me. But what? And why did uncle make me bring rope. ‘Just when you need it most, you might not have any.’ Yeah right.’ “Yes, Katara, I know! You don’t have to tell me to wash behind my ears!”

Zuko hid quickly at the sound of the loud obnoxious voice. ‘That voice, it belongs to one of the avatars friends. Wait, a friend of the avatar… If I were to kidnap him, the avatar would surely come after him.’ Zuko waited until a boy, slightly older than the avatar, came walking through the woods, and then he followed him. ‘It’s best if I wait until he’s off his guard and out of earshot from the others.’ He followed Sokka (A/N: I went ahead and used his name because we all know who it is.) to a point at the river where the boy stopped.

Zuko crept quietly up behind Sokka as the boy was struggling out of his shirt. He clasped a hand tightly against Sokka’s mouth and wrapped his other arm around him to keep him from struggling. Sokka bit down on Zuko’s hand, hard. Zuko resisted the temptation to recoil from the pain. “Keep struggling and you die.” He hissed menacingly in Sokka’s ear. Sokka quit biting down on Zuko’s hand and went limp. He knew there was no point struggling, and he was too far away for Katara and Aang to hear him if he got a chance to scream.

Zuko pulled his hand away from Sokka’s mouth and used both his hands to pulled Sokka’s arms behind his back. He grabbed the rope from his belt and tied Sokka’s wrists together. “Smart boy. You know you’re too far away for your friends to hear.” Sokka didn’t answer. He was too busy thinking of a way to escape. Zuko suddenly turned him around and gripped his shoulder painfully. “Don’t even think of trying to escape. If you try, you’ll pay dearly.” Zuko created a flame in the palm of his other hand and held it close to Sokka’s cheek.

“Okay, I get it. Now put that thing away before you hurt somebody.” Zuko smothered the flame and pushed Sokka in front of him. “Walk, now.” Sokka had no other choice, so he started walking. Zuko kept his hand in the small of Sokka’s back the entire way back to the ship. Iroh came up to his nephew as he and Sokka boarded the ship. “Zuko, who is your young friend here?” Sokka snorted. “He’s no friend of mine.” Zuko shoved him forward slightly, grabbing his arm lightly to keep him from tripping.

“He’s a friend of the avatars. I found him while I was out walking. And you were right uncle, I did need rope.” Iroh sighed. “Why did you kidnap one of the avatars friends? What is your plan?” Zuko smirked. “Easy. I have one of the avatars friends. He’ll come after him, and then we can capture the avatar.” Sokka snorted again. “Aang will never fall for that. He’s not stupid.” Zuko growled at Sokka. “We’ll see. Now continue walking. I’m taking you up to my quarters.” This time Sokka walked behind Zuko, having no choice since Zuko had a tight grip on his shirt.

When Zuko reached his quarters, he wrenched the door open and threw Sokka onto his bed. “Stay there and don’t move.” He growled. Sokka laughed bitterly. “That’s rich. Where am I going to go with my arms tied behind my back on a ship full of fire benders?” Zuko slammed the door and Sokka was left alone. ‘Great, just great. I’m really screwed this time. And I lied to Zuko. Aang really will come after me.’ Sokka felt like crying for messing up so bad, but he held it in and soon fell alseep, having nothing else to do.

TBC…

Sorry to leave you hanging like that. And yes, I do know that most of my chapters end with somebody falling alseep. So what? I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter!