Authors Note: This is my first Fan Fic so if its really bad im sorry! plz dont flame me. plz review and give mesuggestions if u can. Thanks so much!

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar...yet...laughs evily

And the days went by like paper in the wind. Everything changed,
then changed again. It's hard to find a friend.

Chapter One: A Slave

Five year old Prince Zuko Of the Fire Nation was at the beach. He was building a sandcastle with his new-found friend. She was the same age as he. She was fairly good-looking. She was about half a head shorter than the prince, with long, blonde hair. She had strange eyes, even for the fire nation. While most fire-benders had yellow eyes but the rest was a normal eye, hers had no white. instead they were completely yellow except for her pupil and a thin line of black that separated the yellow that should have been there from the yellow that was supposed to be white. She wore a short white skirt and a red short-sleeved shirt with an orange tank-top over it. They had been building a sand castle, but they had gotten into an argument.
"No, we should put a wall around the outside of the moat so too much water won't get into it!" the girl was saying.
"No, we just need to make the moat deeper!" the young prince said.
The two had gotten into many pointless arguments such as this one while building their castle but they were quickly resolved. Just then however, Fire Lord Ozai came to take his son home. The young girl immediately sank into a low bow and became completely silent. This was done not only because this was the Fire Lord, but also because in the Fire Nation, women and girls with light hair were thought of as worthless. They had to bow to any man whether he was rich or poor, and they had to do whatever men said, no matter what. Most blonde women were considered a man's 'brainless slaves'. They were under no circumstances allowed to fire-bend although many had the ability, so there were no blonde women in the army. There were only a few women in the whole Nation the were thought of to have any worth at all if they were light haired: the wives and daughters of the Fire Lord and Commanding officers.

"Is this…girl bothering you, Prince Zuko?" The Fire Lord said to his son, saying the word 'girl' as if it was some terrible insult.

"No, not really Dad. Terra was helping me build a sandcastle." The young prince did not really understand yet that his blonde friend in the Fire Nation was worthless.

"Listen Zuko, we're going back to the palace and tomorrow we'll find you some better friends. Boys or pretty girls. You see Zuko, blonde girls really can't think for themselves, and this one," the Fire Lord grabbed the girls left hand and showed the prince her palm. In the center of her hand was a brand mark. A Slave-Brand. It was a large O with a Z zigzagging through it and a flame in the center. "Is nothing more than a salve." With that, he dragged the young prince away leaving Terra standing alone on the beach. Watching the waves. The far-away look of memories filled her yellow eyes.

Once again plz R&R and I would like to make it clear that i have NOTHING against blondes, it just fits my fic.