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Chapter 1- Gloomy Night

It was another dark and stormy night as Fire lord Zuko looked out a wondow in his throne room. The rain was falling down the window slowely, dragging the time with it. It was hard to believe it has already been close to three years since the Avatar defeated his father. Nights like these reminded Zuko that even the war was over, there was something unsettling in the Fire Nation-something still hasn't found peace.

"What could it be?" He thought to himself. He helped Aang fulfill his destiny, restore peace to the world, and was in a happy relationship with Mai...well, as happy as he could make it. After the war, things fell out between the two. I t was like their passion for one another just disappeared. They still enjoyed each other's company but that was about it. Zuko continued to stare out the windows as Uncle Iroh walked in.

"Heavy in thought again eh, Zuko" he said in his usual deep wisdom voice.

"What? No. Just bored" Zuko lied.

Ignoring his stubborn nephew's attitude, Iroh persisted

"I have often seen you stare at that window every time it rains for some time now. Tell me, what is troubling you"

Zuko turned away, planning to just keep quiet until Uncle left.

"You know" Uncle continued "I remember my brother Ozai acting the same way. That is, before he married your mother"

Zuko sat up and glared straight at Uncle, his hands knuckled into fists.

"Don't you dare compare me to him" Zuko shouted. "I am nothing like him."

Uncle took a few steps back. "I am just saying it appears you are unhappy and like my brother, I would wager it has to do with love." Iroh said calmly, well aware of the temper his nephew has.

"You don't know what you're talking about" Zuko rebutted.

"Ah, but are you with Mai, Zuko?" Uncle said, playing Devil's advocate.

Zuko paused a bit before answering. "Yes Uncle, I'm very happy with Mai" Zuko said as he sat back down on his throne. "Can you please just go now? I have a headache" he spat.

Uncle sighed and turned to leave. Just as he was out of the door, Uncle turned around and said "If you're unsure Zuko, seek the advice of Lo and Li" And with that, Uncle left.

"Stupid Uncle" Zuko gripped, "He thinks he knows everything."

Zuko slumped back further into his throne and exhaled deeply. There, he sat in silence thinking about what Uncle had said.

"Why would he tell me to go see Lo and Li?" Zuko pondered. "Are they even still alive?"

Zuko knew the two twin sisters as Azula's advisors. They were ancient, older than dirt, and gross to boot. Zuko definitely did not feel like visiting two old hags who coward beneath Azula.

After some time passed, Zuko did some more thinking. He knew Uncle had usually been right about this kind of stuff in the past so Zuko should probably trust him. It was decided. Zuko decided he would make plans and go see Lo and Li tomorrow.

What did he have to lose?