Like, finally! I decided I needed a prologue, so here. Don't worry, I'm actually finished with chapter two. I just need it looked over.

A few things:
There are going to be no more a/n things unless needed.
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Have fun!

This plot has not been used before to my knowledge. Anything similar to the show, is not of my concern. I didn't do it on purpose. ;P

A candle flickers in a corner of the small room, letting off a small amount of light. The metal walls are cold, and reflect that light directly into my eyes. My room is not the biggest, but it is large enough to be comfortable.

I should be meditating, but my father's commands control my thoughts.

"Iroh is a traitor, and your brother Zuko is a failure... I have a task for you. You are to take over Zhao's command over the expedition for the Avatar, as well as his search for the Blue Spirit. However, I believe he may already be dead as we speak... if not... you know what to do."

"I thought brother was dead."

"As did I. But, apparently, Zhao didn't get the facts from whoever told him of Zuko's passing."

"Should I dispose of him as well?"

"No need. Your uncle, is a different story..."

"I understand father."

"Good. You leave tomorrow. May Agni be with you."

"And also with you."

I stand, staring at the pair of broadswords I had gotten for my coming of age. Zuko had also gotten a pair, but they were better. No one expected me to want to learn... I trained with him, beating him on occasion. We kept the practices secret, and not even father found out about them.

Maybe I should've told him about it. But, no matter... I doubt he's gotten any better.

A knock aroused me from my memories. A young servant opened the door nervously.

"Princess, we'll be docking soon."

"Thank you," I say, although not kindly. "Get back to work."

"Of course ma'am."

I shoot around, but the servant is gone. I don't like the tone of his voice, the words he chooses. The way he chooses to say them. It reminds me too much of Zuko. Defiance... It would not help me. I open my door and step out into the hall, breathing the still, heated air.

I couldn't wait to get outside.