Zuko was 5 when he accidentally sent a small puff of air from his hand instead of fire, Fire was never easy for Zuko but the air scared him and his mother Ursa who witnessed it.
She quickly picks him up and holds him protectively "oh sweetie don't ever use anything but Fire, you under stand me" her voice was soft and warm yet he could feel her trembling as she holds him.
He looks up confused "but why mommy?" His gold eyes look scared if his mom was scared he knew it was big.
"Because your grandfather and father will use you for the war, I don't want that"
He promised her he won't play with air anymore, but she left, grandfather died and Luten never came home, he was alone with his father who he desperately tried to impress but failed every single time.
Beats became a normal thing from his father, his father screamed and beat him if he messed up in fire bending training, his flame was never strong enough for Ozai to be happy, sword fighting felt normal almost like he was meant to use the Ying yang swords.
At 13 he messed up big time, he called out a General during a war meeting, the plan was suicidal and horribly wrong! How could his nation sacrifice new recruits like they where fish!
He was on his knees sobbing begging his father when his world turned into agony, he didn't remember anything for two and a half weeks when he woke up he felt the tides shifting under his bed, the smell of Salt water and excruciating pain.
He saw the note, he couldn't come home unless he found the avatar, then he knows he can never return, because he was the avatar.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Avatar the Legend of Zuko
FanfictionZuko struggles with his weak Fire binding and hiding the fact he was the Avatar from his father, grandfather and country because he knows if they find out they would use him for war.
