Hello readers! Well, this is my first Avatar fic, so...yeah. It's pretty AU, based on the movie "The Prince of Egypt" because it's my favorite movie of all time and I was watching it the other day and I just got this idea. I'm not really sure how I feel about it, so here's the prologue, and...well, tell me what you think! Thanks!

Disclaimer: I don't own AtLA (if I did, Zutara would be canon) or the movie "The Prince of Egypt" which I don't know if I have to mention but I'm going to anyway because this fic is based on it. I only own the idea to mash them together into, well, this.

Prologue

As I stand here, I cannot believe what I am about to do. I cannot trust Fire Nation royalty. My people have suffered enough under their rule. We have been enslaved, tortured, some even killed. We have been forced to do the Fire Lord's bidding for two generations. We were simply at war with Sozin. His son, Auzlon, captured and enslaved the majority of us, although a select few managed to remain free. Many are captured each day.

They have done everything they can to cause us pain and now they do this. Fire Lord Ozai, the barbarian, has ordered that all newborn sons of the Water Tribe people be killed, and all because of a worthless prophecy declaring that a boy of Water Tribe ancestry would end his unborn child's rule sixteen years from now. Most newborn boys will be killed, but I, unlike other women, will not let Ozai take my child's life. This is war, and I will not rest until we have won.

My name is Kohana. I am twenty nine years old. I am a slave from the Southern Water Tribe. A Fire Nation soldier took advantage of me, leaving me the mother of an infant boy. He is only weeks old now. I refuse to let Ozai murder my son all because of his pride and cowardice. So I have come up with a plan. The Fire Lord is merciless, yes. But his wife, Fire Lady Ursa, is gentle and kind. She is royalty, so she would most likely not think to free my people, and she has no power over the Fire Nation and especially not over her husband, so she cannot stop this massacre from happening. But she would at least take an abandoned child into her care.

I stand in front of the palace in the dead of night, my son cradled in my arms. This is it. My last moments with my nameless child. I look down at him with tears in my eyes. He has the dark hair, gold eyes, and pale skin of the Fire Nation people. At first, I found it as an unsettling reminder of who his father is, but now I am grateful for it. He will be more likely to survive if he appears to be from the Fire Nation. I hope against hope that he will be a firebender or not a bender at all. Anything but a waterbender.

I kiss my son's forehead one last time before I place the basket on the ground before me and gently lower him into it. I cannot trust Ozai, and because of that my action feels foolish. But at least this way my son can live, for the Fire Lord, as cruel as he is, will not kill a child he thinks to be a Fire Nation native, and surely he would not kill his own son. Reluctantly, I knock on the door to the palace and sprint away.

As I hide within the shadows, I am surprised to see the Fire Lady herself come to the door. "Odd," I think. "Why would Fire Lady Ursa be awake at this hour?" She looks around, a confused glint in her gold eyes. She glances downward and shock crosses her face when she sees him. The baby. My baby. She looks back and forth once more, but luckily does not see me. I watch silently as she smiles warmly down at him, picks him up, and cradles him in her arms just as I had been moments before. She picks up the basket with her free hand, goes back inside, and shuts the door behind her.

I let out a sigh of relief, tears spilling down my face. My son is safe.

Okay, what do you guys think? As I said, it's very AU, in more ways than one. One way being that Zuko was actually adopted by Ozai and Ursa and is really the son of a woman from the Water Tribe...yeah, very AU. Anyway, I'd love to hear what you think! Thanks!