A/N I don't own avatar.
Miles away from the Northern water tribe was an armada of ships. Warriors both bender and non-bender were stationed on the ships. The fleet was organized in a large circle. On the left and right sides were the heavily armed frigates. At the front were the agile sloops. At the back were the mortars armed with heavy mortar canons. In the center was the transport ships used to carry the soldiers. At the head of the fleet was the flagship. A man tall in height but very old stood on the deck. He wore a tattered and ripped cape, from the many years of war. His stony features gave him a commanding look. His short gray beard just enhanced his aging face. The first mate came behind him with his arms behind his back, "Orders, sir?" he asked.
"Begin the attack on the North Pole, I want it captured by nightfall." He commanded in a strong tone. The man left at once to give the commands. The fleet began to move. Do-San looked to the horizon. He knew that the enemy army wouldn't be the only problem he would face. He knew that he would face his apprentice, and it would be for the last time.
In the palace at Ba Sing Se, Kuzon spent a restless night in the royal chambers with his wife, Toph. He got only an hour or two of sleep, and that was only because being near Toph gave him a calming feeling. He lay in bed with his arm around Toph's side as she lay on her side in front of him with her back facing him. She was sleeping peacefully as usual.
He gently got up and walked to the balcony outside. He stood out there in the morning cold. Thoughts raced through his head at an uncomfortable pace. He was interrupted when he heard the sound of bare feet on the floor. Toph yawned as she came behind him and put his robe around him. "Its cold, I don't want you to get sick." She said as he put it on. "What are you even doing out here?" she asked
"I was just thinking." He answered as he leaned on the banister.
"What were you thinking about?"
"A lot of things." He answered again bluntly.
"You're not telling me everything." She replied putting her hand on his, "Come on you can a least tell me." He smiled at her.
"I received a letter from Aang." He said.
"How is he doing?" she asked, hoping that he wasn't too depressed about losing Katara.
"He is going to the Spirit world to find Katara." He answered.
"Isn't that dangerous?"
"Yeah it is." He said. The spirit world was supposedly a dangerous place sometimes. Not all spirits were nice, they could hurt Aang or he could be in even worse trouble.
"I wish things would be so much simpler." She said with a sigh. "You know what?" she then asked after a pause.
"Just hold me like you used to do, and then it'll be just us; we don't have to worry about anything." They smiled at each other and he put his arms around her and held her tight. She was right; when they were in each other's arms they always found peace. He just wished he could hold her like this forever.