Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender no matter how much I would love to. I did however create a few characters that do not reside in the Avatar world, so please ask before you borrow :)
Alone
This is what I have become. I acted as if achieving this would bring happiness. Uncle knew better.
He saw past the façade of self-confidence into the pitiful existence, which I am. He was the only person to support me even though I did not care to show it. After all, I hated myself, so nothing else mattered.
My loyalties have changed since my self-deprecation began. At first, I hated myself but adored my father, my heritage, and my past. Since then, my eyes have been opened. I have renounced my former hopes of winning my father's affections slowly. It all began with the cutting of my hair. Still I could not relinquish the dream that I would present the Avatar to my father and everything would be back to normal.
The truth is it never was normal to begin with. I was never my father's favorite, and I unlike him had to fight to be noticed. As my life as an exile proceeded, I developed opinions contrary to what my father advocated. I grew cheekier when I teamed up with the Avatar and his friends.
Now, we are forming an alliance, a truce that will allow me to take revenge against those who caused past offenses.
No matter how friendly they appear to be, I do not want any emotional ties. I am afraid to get close to anyone.
My childhood fear keeps me an outsider. The fear of being along is what is keeping me alone.
Author's Note.
Okay this is my first Avatar fan fiction. Now the intro is done, I can introduce the plot. Please review and comment. I hope Zuko is not acting too OOC, but then again I did mature him, so it's okay if he changed a bit. In addition, if you are wondering if the story will continue in this prose fashion, it will not. The story will be about Zuko and someone from his past that I will not mention now (yes she is an avatar character from the show) (no she is not Katara). Nuclear Kitty