note: story takes place during the last episode of season 1. I haven't seen all of season 2, so no spoilers if you leave comments, please. This is my first attempt at writing and comedy (it'll be comedic later, hopefully xD) so thanks for reading.
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"You're like my sister," Zuko watches the avatar through the corner of his eyes; "Everything always came easy to her. She's a firebending prodigy and everyone adores her." He watches the fierce blizzard without really seeing.
"My father says she was born lucky. He says I was lucky to be born." He'd like to think that he is not bitter.
Aang begins to glow.
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Zuko knows there is something wrong the minute he wakes up.
Am I dying? All he sees is cold and blue and white and ice. They say hell is a pit of fire, but Zuko knows better. It is the cold, bitter wind, the soft snow drifting from the sky, and it is most definitely the frozen stalactite that has just fallen on his hand.
"Mother f-" he curses and attempts to blow heat onto his impaled hand, attempting to melt the ice and warm himself. And then he sees it.
A blue arrow on his hand. A blue glowing arrow. A blue, glowing, goddamn, fucking arrow.
"Shit."