The docks of Ba Sing Se were sparse in the crisp and cool September winds. Darkness cloaked the area as a young boy only aged 11 ran his nightly rounds. His soft chestnut boots tapping along the cobblestones as another man twice his age beckoned him over as he held a package. "Shirashi over here" He hoarsely whispered as the young agent ran over discreetly as possible. "Yes? Is this the package?" He asked gently and quietly as he was cut off by the elder's swift nod and his earth covered hand over his mouth. "Yes, Shirashi but you need to go quickly and quietly." He responded as Shirashi innocently asked, "Why so Li?" Li sighed and stated "the other Dai Li agents are out and they recently caught Hoi and Jinhai trafficking the opium"

Shirashi nodded and walked off ready to traffick the package he was handed. It was small and wrapped in brown paper so he hid it in his robes and took off carefully at first, constantly glancing around to see who was on patrol and lighthouse watch. The walk was quiet as he got past the first three checkpoints nodding to his fellow agents. Only one stopped him for a few questions on his patrol route, this was Daido, a higher up Dai Li agent. He recited the path and he was allowed to go on his way. After a close call, Shirashi ran to his spot waiting for the addict to give and be given the money.

After 20 minutes his client showed up, a bounty hunter arrived and paid for his opium before they ran off quickly to not be caught. Shirashi stuffed the pouch of gold coins into his robes and he walked off only to have an off duty archer shout

"HEY, STOP RIGHT THERE!"

Shirashi looked and then ran off trying to escape before the archer ran over, the bow was drawn, ready to hit the child trafficker before Shirashi caught the wooden bow and wrestled it out of the archer's hands hitting him hard enough to knock him out for a while.

"AGENTS SOUND THE ALARM! ROUGE AGENT!" An archer on a rooftop screamed before loosing an arrow.

Shirashi turned and the arrow lodged itself into his right eye and the 11-year-old cried in pain before ripping the arrow out goring his right eye before returning the arrow to the original sender hitting him in the throat before his hands were caught in rock handcuffs. His body earthbent to the ground as a man he knew as a legend stepped out. He was then gazing into the stone cold eyes of Long Feng.

Shirashi was speechless. His eyes were large, filled with fear and surprise as Long Feng spoke

"Young man, why would you attack your brothers of the Dai Li?" He asked gently seemingly soft as the ambassadors dragged Shirashi underground.

The boy stuttered gently and simply said "I was influenced"

Long Feng tutted as the boy was found to be in the catacombs, where the heretics were taken. He was dragged further into a room with a raging fire and a chair "Please do not lie to me child" He rasped as the cultural leader set Shirashi down in a chair shackling him, prohibiting his movements as the ambassador took a brand from coals withing the room. The metal was heated and his gored eye was worsened as he branded his face, his youthful face started to burn, skin peeling as he screamed begging for mercy and forgiveness for his crimes. They ripped the brand away and left the child crying in pain as Long Feng softly said: "By decree of the order of the Dai Li I hereby cast you out of the religious and cultural order and into the Lower Ring of the city."

/AN- A small drabble involving my Avatar OC Shirashi and the Dai Li. First time posting to the site involving OCs and stuff. Hopefully, I get to write more about my ATLA OCs