Sorry I really sucked at updating. I just got overwhelmed by school and the holidays. So, now here is the Zuko chapter. Kind of sad...but yeah. Tophs will be next and it will be longer and I swear it's already written so it will be up soon.
The cheering of people died out from the palace of the fire nation after Firelord Zuko's coronation. His surroundings seemed to blur away into darkness.
Prince Zuko woke with a jolt. He was panting from a dream that seemed so realistic. Had it all just been a dream?
Looking about the room, he knew it was all a dream. He was still in his ship, wandering through the arctic waters in search of the avatar.
He closed his eyes. It all seemed so real. The avatar had been alive in his dream. He had been a young boy, who Zuko had continuously chased to the North Pole. When Zuko failed to capture him at the North Pole he was wanted by the fire nation. Suddenly, the hunter had become the hunted as Zuko and his uncle desperately tried to avoid his diabolical sister, Azula.
He remembered in his dream, his uncle's tea shop in Ba Sing Se. He recalled his conversation with the young water bending girl when he was a prisoner in the Earth King's palace. Then he had betrayed her to help his sister and regain his honor. Once he and Azula had defeated the Avatar he returned to the palace, his honor restored and wanted by his father. However, the Avatar was still alive. Eventually, Zuko had decided to leave his life of royalty, feeling unlike himself after learning everything from his travels. He moved on to help the Avatar learn fire bending and defeat his father. Zuko had defeated his sister with the water bending girls help. He was just being crowned Firelord when he woke up.
Zuko tried to shake off the dream that felt so real. He was still a banished prince searching for a lost Avatar. Zuko had to stay determined. It was the only way he would restore his honor and get back to his normal life.
He went up to the top deck for fresh air. The cold, bitter air reminded him he was not home in the fire nation. It reminded him he was not in Ba Sing Se or travelling through a small town in the Earth Kingdom as a wanted criminal of the Fire Nation.
"Prince Zuko," a familiar voice said behind him.
"Uncle," Zuko greeted Iroh. Zuko looked at his uncle suspiciously. He remembered Iroh taking back Ba Sing Se in honor of the Earth Kingdom after Azula had successfully captured it for the Fire Nation. Could this still be his uncle's plan?
Of course not, Zuko shook his thoughts away. They had been through so much more in the dream that had changed Iroh, and had changed Zuko.
"Do we have any leads on where the Avatar is?" Zuko asked with the usual vehement in his voice.
"As of now….no," Iroh replied.
Zuko sighed angrily. Then recalling his dream and the struggle he had had he turned to Iroh telling him, "We can let the crew take a break for today."
"Prince Zuko?"
"Sail for the closest Fire Nation dock. I believe there is one not too far. We can all relax there before we continue our search for the Avatar."
Zuko walked bitterly back into the boat's interior. This search was useless. He had seen the version where he had captured the Avatar and it hadn't ended well for him when he was against Aang. He knew he would most likely end up like his Great Grandfather wandering the seas for his life searching for the Avatar in vain. Azula would of course become the Firelord over him, since he was banished. She would probably not undo his banishment. It would be too risky for her. He could threaten her thrown. He was a forgotten member of his family.
His memory flashed to his mother. In his dream his father, Ozai, had revealed that his mother was still alive. Could this still be truthful in real life? Even if he did find her would she still want to see him?
The dream had twisted his life around. He disliked the new perspective he was given.
He had no way to improve his life now though besides finding an Avatar that was nowhere to be found. No one had seen him or an air bender in one hundred years since they had been whipped out by the Fire Nation. This time he couldn't just look for the Avatar and decide to help him learn fire bending.
Taking a deep breath, Zuko decided it would be best to ignore the dream that seemed so real. "Uncle!" he called out to the deck, "I've changed my mind. There will be no day off for everyone. We must keep searching for the Avatar so I can restore my honor!"
Zuko continued to desperately search for the Avatar for his entire life. He never found Aang or relived the moments he had had in his dream. He never saw Mai again. He was invited to Azula's coronation, but he refused to go. He was basically forgotten by the Fire Nation as he continued to wander the arctic cold waters of the South Pole.
When his Uncle Iroh passed away Zuko nearly lost all hope. He promised his Uncle to try to live a better life once he captured the Avatar. Zuko went mad in search of an Avatar that would never reveal himself from layers of ice at the bottom of the arctic cold ocean. By this time the Fire Nation had won the war. The appearance of the avatar would not have changed anything. There was no stopping the ruthless force of the Fire Nation.
When Zuko passed away at a young age his crew was slightly relieved they could finally go home, done with the banished prince's forgotten dreams.