If you read my newer stories, you'll find out that I made Jin a fan of a Robin Hood-type character named Ryu Washi.
Zuko: -dully- Dragon Eagle. Dumb combination.
I like creating myths, and I like writing Zin, so I put my two loves together.
Rick: She actually owns Ryu Washi, actually. Nothing else, though...
You appreciate the simple things in life after the flu. Like breathing.
This is the fable.
This is the fanfiction.
Entire story is third person, but done in Jin's POV (Zuko will be Lee, Iroh is Mushi.)
(Begin Transmission)
There was once a great bandit named Ryu Washi: The Dragon Eagle. His great speeds, daring getaways, and amazing cleverness made him a wonderful, if not slightly dark, page in the Eath Kingdom's history books.
Born a Air Nomad named Yasuo, he showed great skill and could of become one of the grand masters of the art. Sadly, he had a rebellious spirit and left the Northern Temple to seek his fortune in the Earth Kingdom.
"That is a ridiculous story."
Jinlowered her scroll and glared at Lee. She had gone to great lengths to "borrow" it from the schoolhouse, and she was getting rather annoyed at his negative attitude.
"Lee, it's a fable. They're supposed to be ridiculous. If they were realistic, I wouldn't want to read them."
"Whatever." He poured them some more tea. "... Well? Keep reading!"
She smirked. "Ok, Lee..."
He soon found a wonderful city called Ba Sing Sei. It was mostly rural farmers and artisans that lived in its great walls, but they were cut off from the rich merchants and nobles.
The poor lived in small houses, and parents were afraid to let their sons go outside for fear that they would be mugged, or that they would go out mugging themselves.
The rich lived in large manors, sent their children to school and wore fine clothing. The only time the poor were allowed into the Upper Ring was when they were servants to the rich.
The monks had taught Ryu that all men were equal, so he really didn't agree with the way things worked. He started to make speeches in an underground movement, and quickly gained mass support.
Mushi quickly ran out of the backroom. "Do you kids need anything?" he asked, grinning like a maniac.
Lee groaned. "No, Uncle. Please go away..." he sighed, waving his hand dismissively.
Jin laughed behind her hand. "Your Uncle's really funny. And nice." she said.
He shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. What part were we up to?"
She ran finger down the scroll. "Hm... I think we're near the part about the princess!" she announced happily.
"Cause what kind of story would it be without royalty." he said playfully.
Jin grinned. "You really are a royal in peasant clothing, Lee."
The cruel Earth Kingdom king, Yukio Amarante, had three beautiful daughters: Yuki, Ichigo, and Emiko. While each girl was very beautiful, Emiko was definitely the most beautiful of them all.
One day, when the three girls were walking in a courtyard, a young man caught Emiko's attention. He wore a ragged green cloak and had wild brown hair. Their eyes met and they instantly fell in love.
Emiko and the mystery man met many times after that. She learned that his name was Yasuo, but the people that followed him called him Ryu Washi.
Zuko raised an eyebrow. "Isn't he an Airbender?" he asked. Jin nodded. "Well, then why does he have hair? I thought the monks were bald."
She laughed. "They shaved their heads, silly. After he left the temple, he just didn't feel like shaving."
She had never agreed with how her father ran the nation, so she ran away with Ryu. King Yukio was very angry that his daughter dishonored him, and sent dozens of government agents to dispose of Ryu.
Ryu, fearing for the lives of his beloved and his followers, soon established a small settlement near the lush forests that bordered the great city.
"Forests? It's a desert out there."
"It wasn't always like that. My great-grandmother said that it used to be beautiful before they destroyed it all for farmland."
They named their group the Dai Li.
"Stop."
"What is it now, Sir Whiny?"
"This story is political propaganda."
Jin glared and threw the scroll at him. "Well, if you think it's so horrible why don't you go get a story! Nothing's better than this!"
He stormed out. "A small rodent could write a better story!"
She shrieked a few incoherent curses and slumped onto the floor. She picked up the scroll, skipped to the ending, and sighed.
Emiko grabbed her lover's hand. "Dear Ryu, will I ever see you again?" she asked, trying to hold back the tears.
The man simply smiled and gave her a light kiss. "My sweet Emiko, I must return to my temple. I have been gone far too long."
A dirty faced boy burst out of the crowd. "Will we ever see you again, Sir Washi?" he asked.
Ryu opened his gilder and shot a playful grin at them. "Keep my city safe, my friends! If I do return, I want to come home to the Dai Li!"
Jin noticed a small fire as she was walking home. She threw the scroll into it.
"Eh. Propaganda."
(End Transmission)
In the next chapter, Zuko's going to tell a story.
Ziggy: Sadly, he wrote it himself.
Sadly. Maybe after that we'll have more stories, maybe some told by Iroh or other random people.
Both: Yay political propaganda!