Chapter 2: Alone In the Woods
Zuko
I bet Sokka hates me now. I can't believe I failed. Now that I think about it though, it's not too unbelievable. I have failed all my life. I am a bad luck charm. An unlucky bad luck charm. I keep on running into the dark creaky forest, feet kicking up dirt as I continue to pound the ground. I just need some time to process what happened. Maybe a night out here. A chilly wind blew the hair on my face into one of my eyes, I tuck it behind my ear. The wind blows again, this time it blows off my robe, landing it softly on the dirt ground. I hear my uncle's voice calling for me. I close my eyes, crunching them up into little balls. Sorry Uncle, I need some space. As I continue to run farther in the forest the trees get denser and denser slowly closing out the light that peeked in. Seeing a very tiny clearing ahead I start to slow down. Even though it's a clearing, only a few rays of sun were making it through. I slide down onto my knees and start gently parting the fallen leaves to make a spot for the campfire. Once done I grab a few sticks from a nearby tree and place them in the dirt spot I cleared. Slowly I use my hand to ignite the flames, then lay back looking at the beautiful night sky. The stars make me realize just how small I am and how much my problems did not concern other people. I closed my eyes. Maybe I should take a vacation. See what other people's lives are like. Suddenly somebody grabbed me from behind! I try to open my eyes to see who it is. But all I see is pitch black. Then I realize there is a bag tightly bound around my head. I slid out of their grip, swinging my hands and shooting fire at the spot they were at. Someone pushes me backwards, I fall into the fire, pain stinging up my back. I black out.