So I watched the final episodes of Season one of LOK, and let me tell you! Amazed! Nuff Said!

I totally fell for the new Iroh! And I've seen all the other pairing with Iroh such as Iroh/Asami and Iroh/Korra and what not, but I figured I didn't want to wait til the next season to find out if he hooks up with anyone so I made an OC to join him in the final fight! This may become sad in the end, but I'm not sure yet.

Anyway, enjoy and let me know if this is worth continuing!

Lieutenant Nikkota stepped above deck to get some fresh air. These ships were advanced compared to their precursors but their air filtration system still wasn't effective enough for her. The smell of testosterone and sweat got to you when you're in it for a month straight. She walked to the edge of the boat and looked out over the sea. There was no one on deck save a few security personnel and the helmsman up in the bridge, giving her the peace and quiet she needed.

Tossing her shoulder-length black hair back she sighed as she watched the waves crash against the boat. "It had been almost eight years since she's seen Republic city, let alone her own father. She wished the circumstances were different. She decided to leave for the United Forces Academy when she was thirteen, and her father didn't take to that too well at first. But Nikkota didn't want to go to school and get into politics like her father. He was a councilman for the South Pole, and one politician was enough to make her go nuts.

Instead she found her passion in her bending. She wanted to make good use of it. Her family always had a strong line of water benders, and she would argue to her father that it would be a waste to put her in college, but then again he would argue that she was too smart to waste her life in the military. It was tough for her. The training was grueling, especially because they were forced to fight in many different styles, and her bending had to be adapted against other benders and non-benders as well. Fighting for the position of Lieutenant wasn't a walk through the park either; she was tested physically and mentally. It changed her, but for the good.

She hoped her father was alright. After the distress call their fleet received from Republic City, Nikkota feared the worst for him because only Councilman Tenzin reported in. He was always a quiet, but stern man when he wanted to be, perhaps he hadn't made any enemies.

Nikkota was so deep in thought she didn't hear the footsteps on the metal ship behind her.

"Couldn't sleep either Nikko?"

Only one man in the world besides her father would call her that. She turned around, her gray eyes melding with his amber ones. "Oh…General", she bit her inner cheek, "I was just heading off to bed". He was still in his United Forces attire; a red overcoat decorated with buttons, white pants and black boots. Hers was less extravagant, but she was just wearing her white undershirt and dark grey pants for sleeping. Nikkota could tell he's had trouble sleeping by the overgrazed look to his eyes. His usually perfect hair was also in disarray. He's been fussing over the situation just like she has.

She made a move to go by him but he grabbed her arm gently, "You can talk to me you know?"

"I know", she whispered back without looking at him. Her solemn eyes were glued to the doorway that led down to her quarters.

Nikkota could feel his stare burning into her, and he looked as if he was about to say something, but closed his mouth at the last moment. His grip went slack.

"Goodnight General", she said before departing below deck.

Just a starter chapter, so naturally it's short! Let me know what you think!