Dance No More: Prolog

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar Nick does. I also don't own Hero. Enrique Inglesias does.

A/N: OK I don't know what you want to call it but it's got two chapters and a prolog and they're both one shots and and if you've ever read the book flipped i guess you could say its like that. If you haven't well enjoy. And I wrote this before season one ended so if it doesn't match what's currently happening that's why.

"Prince Zuko it'll be good for you."

"I've already told you I'm not going."

Iroh sighed. Sometimes his nephew could be very stubborn.

Like now.

The ship was stopped at a tow and the retired general had heard about a masquerade party being held. Iroh had thought it would be good for Zuko to get out and relax, even if it was only for an evening. But Zuko had told him no. Iroh, however, wasn't going to give up. He hadn't gotten the title of Dragon of the West for nothing.

"Well that's too bad because you're going anyway. Now get into the costume I bought you and meet me on deck in 5 minutes." He said before walking out of the room.

Zuko stared at the now closed door. Had his uncle just ordered him into going? Dismissing the thought he picked the costume up off the bed.

"We'll be wearing masks. No one is going to recognize us."

"I still don't like it."

Katara sighed at her older brother. They where camped in a clearing not far from a town where a masquerade party was being held. While Katara and Aang had jumped at the idea of going Sokka was wary.

"Oh come on Sokka. There'll be free food." Aang bribed.

"Well than what are we waiting for? Let's go get costumes."

Katara and Aang smiled.

Read on to find out what happens next.