Well, here's chapter two, from Iroh's point of view.

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Chapter Two: Iroh

People do not understand my nephew. If they knew what he has been through, they would understand why he does what he does. I will never forget that day, two years ago . . .

I had allowed Prince Zuko to attend a war meeting, making him promise to be completely silent. When the war meeting began, an old general proposed to send the Forty-first Division to be used as a distraction, knowing they would die. Prince Zuko stood up and said that they had a right to live. Personally, I agreed with the prince, but the fire lord did not share that sentiment, he was furious. H told the prince that he would have to participate in an Agni-Kai. Prince Zuko faced the old general and said that he was not afraid, not knowing it was not the general he would have to duel.

When he turned to face his opponent, he saw not the old general, but his own father. His eyes went wide with terror, and he begged for forgiveness, but got none. The fire lord told him to fight three times, and every time was refused. Finally, the fire lord told him that he needed to learn respect, and that suffering would be his teacher. I turned away, but could still hear the soul piercing scream, I knew my nephew would never be the same again. He was banished, with the task of capturing the Avatar. He thinks that once he is able to return, things will go back to normal, but things will never be normal. But still, the Avatar gives Zuko hope.

Jess: Um, yeah, that last part was almost a direct quote, and the end of that episode made me choke for that line.

Iroh: Why?

Jess: Katara said, at almost the exact same time, that Aang gives the world hope.

Iroh: cough Well that was unexpected.

Jess: Yeah, kinda.