Zuko stared at the map in front of him and smiled. Finally, the perfect opportunity to catch the Avatar and finish the mission his father and grandfather had failed at. Zuko reached for the brush to write a letter to the nearby garrison. As prince of the Fire Nation and heir to the throne he had all the authority he needed and even if his father had not taken Zuko seriously back in the day when he had asked to be send out...things had changed since Zuko had finally found the sneaky Avatar.
Since then his father had send the young prince reinforcements and now he´d take the opportunity. Once he finished the letter he hurried to grab his royal seal to get the message running, time was of the essence and he´d need to catch them now or never and now weird accident or shadowy guardian angel would save the Avatar now.
Then a shadowy figure grabbed Zuko from behind, just as he rose from his desk at his room on board of his flagship. A hand clamped hard on his mouth, muffled the prince´s cry as he was attacked, pulled backwards and thrown on his bed. A figure clad in all black straddled him a moment later and the only part not covered by the mysterious figure were the surprisingly familiar golden eyes. Zuko bucked up, tried to fight but was easily held down by the ninja...who bent over and placed a soft kiss on Zuko´s forehead.
“Sleep tight, little brother.” a woman´s voice whispered...then she pinched Zuko´s neck and the world went dark.
Buried memories danced in his unnatural slumber. Memories from his early childhood. The face of his mother...and a girl...he knew her. A girl a few years older than him...a girl with the golden eyes of his father...so long ago...the night his mother left...after she murdered grandfather...and nobody mentioned her again...and someone else?
Zuko´s eyes opened. He lay in his bed, covered by the blanket as if his mother had tucked him in for the night. With a groan the prince rose, shook his head. Things started to fall back into place as he stumbled out of the room. It was deep in the night and he knew he had missed the Avatar by now...again. But for the moment he just stormed to his uncle´s room and found the old man standing in the middle of the room...for no visible reason, but Zuko didn´t care.
“Uncle...do I have a sister?”
The Irohnator scanned the intruder in his chambers.
The subject was Zuko, prince, age 15 and in the process of being updated. Then the young human asked a question, that made The Irohnator check his missions. The primary objective:Update the Firenation. Secondary mission:
But the question was a threat to his primary mission.His programm came up with 4 possible answers.
Iroh smiled at his nephew. “My dear boy...siblings are like clouds on a moonless night.” He kept smiling, while Zuko frowned. “That...doesn´t answer my question.” Zuko said, probably for the first time ever, when uncle came up with something like that.
The Irohnator froze. Answer failed, alternative.exe not found...failure...reboot...switch to secondary mission.
“I´ll get us some tea!” Iroh said, still smiling and left Zuko standing where he was.
