Chapter 3
Zuko POV
"Let me through!" I commanded to the guards at the Avatar's cell. They stepped aside, and I walked through the door, closing it behind me. Aang looked up at me, not angry or lost, but sad. "Why did you save me back there?" I asked with a bit of pity in my voice. "I mean, after what I did to you, or was planning to do." Aang looked at the ceiling. "I don't know. I guess it just seemed like the right thing to do. I don't regret it."
"Why is it that no matter what happens, you can always be happy, or do something good?"
"Well, I'm just a kid, aren't I. I don't know better." He gave me a foolish grin. I even thought I let a smile slip through. I shook it off.
"I wish I could have been like you. My whole life, my father hated me, and…" my hand went up to my scar.
"What happened?" the Avatar asked.
"When I was about your age, I had insulted a lord in court. It was my father's court, so when I insulted the lord, I truly insulted my father. My father, the Fire Lord," there was anger in my voice, "was to duel me as punishment. I was young then, and didn't know better." I looked at my feet. "And that's what happened," I finished pointing at the scar. "Then I was banished because I refused to fight back," There was silence for a while, as Aang took everything in.
"I'm really sorry. It wasn't your fault." He said with sympathy.
Aang POV
"Well," I began telling my story, "about 100 hundred years ago, I was trapped in an ice berg-Katara and Sakka told me- just sitting there, cross-legged, eyes glowing, and it looked like I was just waiting. The two of them released me, and helped me." I paused, thinking of something else to say. "Please don't hurt them," I begged. The banished prince just nodded. "Anyway, they took me back to their village, and then… you came." Zuko looked up, remembering that day. "And ever since then, well, you know, because you were always there, chasing me," I teased. For the next few minutes, we just sat there, thinking about each other's story. "Very well," he finally spoke. "I must be going." Prince Zuko turned and walked to the door. Before he left, he turned around. "Thank you," and without another word, he left.