Warning: This chapter does contain rape.
Zuko laid on his side, trembling, but not from the cold. His clothes had been discarded somewhere close, but he didn't move to get them. He didn't move at all.
How did this happen? I am a prince on the Fire Nation! I am his son! Zuko finally tried to stand up, only to fall back down as pain shot through his body. His beautiful, soft sheets were bloody and wrinkled from what had transpired earlier. His own father had come to Zuko's room, and at first Zuko thought that maybe his father had come to speak with him about his responsibilities when the eclipse happened. But he was wrong.
Fire Lord Ozai entered the room where Zuko had been in the process of undressing for bed. The servants left, and Ozai locked the door behind them. Zuko watched his father warily. "What do you want, father?" A cold grin crossed the man's face.
"You certainly grew to be a fine looking young man." The grin disappeared. "I let you come back home, I gave you all the same perks of of being royal that your sister enjoys. It's time to pay up." He ripped the night shirt from his son's body in one strong movement.
"What are you doing?" Zuko back away and took a fighting stance. Ozai laughed at him, and shot lightning at him. Zuko was too stunned to redirect it, and he was knocked out for a moment. By the time he had regained his senses, his hands were tied behind his back and he was on the bed. "What is this?"
"You may be a prince by day, but at night this is all you're good for!" The tear of fabric, the feel of ropes binding his hands even tighter so he couldn't firebend. "This is the price you pay for my love. Every night, prince." Ozai slowly undressed himself until he was naked except for his hair thing. He climbed on the bed and pulled his only son's pants down part-way. Zuko's eyes widened as he realized what his father was about to do and he started struggling until a sharp pain informed him that his father had used a chi-blocking move to paralyze him. Ozai lifted his son's hips and positioned himself for what he was about to do. "Don't you want to make me happy?"
Zuko felt his own father violate him, break him inside, make him bleed in ways he had never bled before. The pain was so consuming, so intense, that Zuko tried to scream for anyone to help him, but there was no answer. When his father finally finished raping his son, and making his son pleasure him in disgusting ways, the fire lord dressed and strode out of the room. "The eclipse is tomorrow. Be ready."
He left his only son crying in a puddle of blood and other fluids, broken and scared of what the next day would bring.
He thought back to the conversation he had with his uncle awhile before. It was true. He had everything he ever wanted, but now he was finding out the cost. This isn't right. None of it. He's insane. I cannot stay here.
But for the moment, Zuko curled into a ball and allowed himself to cry silently at the sins of his father.
Should I continue? Or should this be a oneshot?