My first published story. This idea just popped into my head, so I figured, might as well give it a try. Reviews welcome, constructive criticism is always lovely :] So, enjoy ;D (Sorry it's a bit short, longer chapters to come, no worries.)
'Avatar the Last Airbender' does not belong to me. It belongs to Nickelodeon. If I did, there would've been a Book Five by now ;)
"Y-your H-highness?"
The young Firelord looked up from his Council to the stuttering servant.
It had been three weeks since the end of the war. In that period of time, a Peace Council was established to keep order, and to begin the rebuild of the mass destruction left behind from the One Hundred Year war. Many Dignitaries from The Earth and Water nations had reluctantly agreed to meet in the Fire Nation's Royal Palace, convinced by the Avatar in the name of peace. On one condition.
It was requested, no, demanded, by the other nations that, rather then Firebenders, skilled Warriors and benders from the other Nations would be guarding the palace. Trust towards the Fire Nation was yet to be completely established. The Firelord agreed with the demands, as long as they agreed to keep a reasonable distance from his citizens. He was in no mood to deal with riots.
"Ji?" Zuko responded calmly.
"Y-yes your highness?"
"Did I not say that this meeting was not to be disturbed, unless it was a matter of complete importance?"
"Y-yes, but-" The servant was cut off."
"Is it truly important?" Zuko was struggling to keep his temper from getting the upper hand. Mai, who sat at his right, noticed Zuko's patience growing thin, and squeezed his hand. Zuko looked towards her, and she gave him a warm look. The servant interrupted the moment.
"I-I would say so!"
Zuko's patience had worn out."THEN SAY IT ALREADY!"
His outburst startled the entire council.
"S-sir, your cousin Lu T-ten is alive!"