Percy thought he would be a tough opponent. He was wrong. Jasper had taken out his scythe, had set it on fire, then started to twirl it like a baton, creating a ring of fire in front of him.

Percy sighed, and calmly walked up tp Jasper, then grabbed the shaft of the scythe and threw it behind him. Not giving him any time to rest, Percy kicked Jasper in between the legs, then punched him off the platform. Nobody moved as Percy picked up the scythe, gave it a few twirls, then it vanished.

"I think I win?" Percy asked, breaking the silence. The crowd roared Percy's name as Ozai clapped.

"Indeed you do Perceus." Ozai said, as Percy grimaced at his proper name. "I think that fight was a little easy, don't you?"

"Yes my Lord, you are correct." Percy said, bowing.

"Bring out the next fighters!" Ozai called out. The doors across from Percy opened, revealing four men and two women. "Special 1v6 round BEGIN!"

Percy rushed at his new opponents, sheathing Bloodlust, and pulling the scythe out from a concealed form as a necklace. The 6 opponents each threw fire at him, but as he spin the scythe, the weapon of death was set on fire, ceating the ring of fire that Jasper had used. The scythe was dull, so Percy could swing it without fear of killing his opponent with a blade. Broken skull, sure, but not by being cut in half. Which is what punching bag number one had after trying to duck under Percy's swing. "Ouch, that's gonna leave a mark." Percy winced. He quickly jumped back, dodging fire blasts from the last five 'opponents'. Percy rushed forward, swinging the scythe against the ground, and propelled himself into one of the male punching bags, feet vs chest. Feet won, obviously.

In the next second, Percy was consumed by flames, puushing him back a few feet, and leaving minor burns on his face that would heal rather quickly.

"Perceus!" A voice called out. Everyone looked to the source, which was Ozai. "I believe it is time to stop holding back, don't you?" Percy nodded and transformed the scythe back to a necklace. The final four tensed as Percy drew Bloodlust, expecting high tier fire bending. What they didn't expect was the tidal wave behind them. The four screamed as the water pushed them off the platform.

The crowd was silent. You could hear a pin drop, or water drop in this case. "Do I win?" Percy asked.

The crowd descended into chaos as people shouted.

"Kill the water bender!"

"It's the Avatar!"

"MAGIC WATER UP MY NOSE!"

"SILENCE!" A guard shouted, and the crowd silenced.

Fire Lord Ozai chuckled and replied, "Ladies and gentlemen, this water bender was born and raised here, in the Fire Nation. I personally vouch for his loyalty to the Fire Nation. And yes Perceus, you win."

Percy fist pumped, before walking off the platform and into the waiting room. There, he was greeted by Razok, who was now shouting in his face.

"Your a Water Bender!"

"Yeah? So?"

"Why would you reveal your bending, infront of hundreds of people? Water Benders aren't welcome here!"

"Your point?"

Razok just stared at the uncaring teen. "You seemed like a cool kid, but your a water tribe savage. If we ever meet in combat, I will obliterate you!"

"Uh-huh. Sure." Percy said, applying water to his burns, making them heal.

"Are you mocking me?" He asked, trying to anger Percy. Key word, Trying.

"Nope." Percy said.

"I am going to kill you savage!" Razok yelled, only to be held back by watery arms.

"No, you're not." Percy said before yawning. "Now, I'm gonna take a nap. wake me for my next round."

Later

"Wake up savage." A rude voice said as a bucket of water was dumped on Percy. "Your up again."

Sadly, Percy had not gotten his nap like he had hoped. He was quickly put through several more matches, each one more difficult than the last, such as, no bending against several people, or hand to hand combat against people Percy swore were part bear or rhino, and most of the water had been spent throughout the duals.

"Who am I facing?" Percy asked as he sat up.

"Me." Razok said as he walked away.

"Lovely. Another one sided match." Percy said as he continued to stretch. "At least put up a fight will you?"

"You will be shaking in your boots when I'm done with you Savage." Razok said as he glared at Percy.

"What ever strokes your ego." Percy said as they entered the arena.