Fire Lord

AN: Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! You guys rock! 112 reviews! Thank you SO much! And I have no idea who my first reviewer for this chapter was, so I can't really give out that reward today. But I can give credit to ALL of my first reviewers! That would be: Wordbender03, Monito, and zukoiscute, who were my very first reviewers who reviewed the day it came out! Thank you to all of them! And my reviewers for today were Bubble-Gum-12, sokkasgirl15, Zukoscute2, and CelloSolo2007. Thank you to them, too!

Sokkasgirl15, I'm sorry if it was too harsh, but I TRY to make my story intense—or harsh.

And I'm also sorry about the graphics or whatever from the last chapter. You see, I tried to make little stars for things like "Takes a deep breath" but they did not show up, so now I shall just use parenthesis.

(Singing) I'm blue, da-ba-di-da-ba-di, da-ba-di-da-ba-di, da-ba-di-da-ba-di, da-ba-di-da-ba-di!

And I also apologize for incorrect grammar, like using it's instead of its. Yes, my mom was editing it for me. AFTER I had posted it, so it wasn't much of a help.

(Laughing) this music video, I'm Blue, on ROCKS! VERY funny!

(Crying) and this music video, A Hundred Years Away, is also really sad! (Sob)

Those last two chappies were some of my best, so don't be surprised if they aren't as action-filled again. Those were I guess one of my few climaxes!

And here's the next chapter! And I don't know how many times I'll say it, or have said it, but ZULA IS NOT IN THIS STORY! I was too lazy to find out where and how to put her in the story, so we're just going to pretend she's not there, okay? You in on this with me?

Zuko stepped back in shock, stunned at what he had done. Then he just turned and ran off to the tea room, where his uncle sat, waiting.

Iroh looked at Zuko's guilty form, and shook his head sadly.

Zuko sighed, sitting down and waited for people to realize that their Fire Lord was dead.

He and Iroh sat in silence, not daring to talk about Ozai for the risk of being overheard.

After a few minutes, a guard burst in to the room, saying in a rush, "Prince Zuko! General Iroh! The Fire Lord—he's dead! Come quickly!"

Zuko stood up swiftly, keeping a hard face, and followed the guard along with his uncle.

They turned into the hallway, where Ozai's body lay sprawled many feet away.

Zuko ran over to him, kneeling, and saying as if this was all new, "Father!"

No response came—obviously—and Zuko looked up to the guard, saying, "Have this body removed. I don't want anyone seeing it."

"Yes, sir. But what should we do about the person who killed him? They should be punished." The guard said ignorantly.

"What's done is done." Zuko replied, thinking furiously, "Anyone who is skilled enough to kill the ruler of the Fire Nation would have also been smart enough or logical enough to know how not to be caught. He could be in the Earth Nation right now for all we know. It would be best just to let him go—and be more protective. The funeral will occur tomorrow."

The guard nodded, a little guiltily, then said, "Yes, your highness."

Zuko gaped quizzically at him for a second, but then remembered his position to the throne, and that now that his father was dead, he would rule, being the Fire Lord. Of course he had known this when he killed his father, but it still came differently, and he felt it might take some time getting used to.

Zuko nodded in return to the man, and then walked to his old room, planning to unpack his few items later.

But on the way to his room, he passed by the dungeon door.

"Hmm." He said, and walked in.

The first cell held Katara's brother, the water tribe peasant. He looked up as Zuko walked past, and then ran to the bars, yelling, "Where's Aang? Where's Katara?"

Zuko raised his eyebrow, saying, "The Avatar is a prisoner of the Fire Nation. And your sister—I don't know where she is." He finished sadly.

Sokka's face fell as he saw that Zuko was not lying, and slumped over again.

Zuko continued down the hall, and all the way to where the Avatar's cell was located.

Dang! This kid is STILL unconscious, Zuko thought, and left again.

As he walked back to his room across the entry way, he pondered the question of the comet.

This comet was used by my great grandfather to start the war, and I am expected to use it to stop the war—and win. With its power once again, I'll be able to end it easily, for all firebenders will be stronger. The Fire Nation shall rule the world, But what if the newly powerful and extremely strong firebenders rebel? Zuko thought, stopping his lovely little imaginations of ruling the world as Zhao walked in. Especially him. Zuko thought, coming to a conclusion in his mind.

"I need to speak to the Fire Lord." Zhao stated.

Zuko walked straight up to him, and while in his face, he said, "My father is dead. If you were any person of any exceptional skill, you would know that. So if you need to speak to the Fire Lord, you can talk to me."

Admiral Zhao looked appalled for a second, and then said, "You're lying."

But he knew that Zuko wasn't. He could see it in the way Zuko had walked up to him, looking so superior, or acting as if he was.

He glared and growled at him, and then just stalked on out again, but as he reached the door, he turned around, smirking, and said, "Though if you would be willing to negotiate, I've got something you might want."

Zuko kept his face hard, but inside, his stomach turned over. Katara!

"It would be such a waste if you let her perish. Though she is pretty—maybe I'll just have some fun with her myself." And Zhao exited, followed by two guards.

"If you dare lay such a thing as a finger on her," Zuko muttered, hatred burning through him like a deadly flame, "You'll experience worse pain than you have EVER felt before!"

Zuko turned around, stalking over to a near guard, saying, "I have a big task for you."

The guard grinned stupidly, thinking he would get to bring back the pretty girl, but Zuko denied him.

"I need you and many other guards to take our fastest and best ship, and go across the world, picking up Master Benders of Water and Earth, then return as soon as possible." He ordered.

The guard nodded, and hurried off to go get ready.

Zuko walked back out the door to where Admiral Zhao had gone off to, ready to see what he would ask for in a trade.

AN: Wow! I am so excited for my next chapter! It'll be pretty long, active, and hopefully breath-taking!

Now, please forgive me if I mess up on a million things, and forget to make things relevant from earlier in the story, but I have to write this in sections—like in advisory, after I finish class work. Sadly, I can never just sit down and write the entire thing, for then it would not be so twisted and messed up.

Now, if this story WAS going to go into Avatar, it would be after chapter 17, the Northern Air Temple, and never include the rest of the episodes to the first season finale. Does that clear up anything? And I don't even know if I've said it before!

Can't wait until I type up the chapter, and if you want to know how long it was, well, this chapter was six pages long in my journal, but I added many spur-of-the-moment authors' notes, like right now. And the next chapter was eight and a half pages in my journal, but it is MUCH more active, so it's not really that short, actually!

Anyway, keep being the awesome readers and reviewers that you are, and I'll like see you later!

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