I don't know where I'm going with this so enjoy
Prince Zuko watched the ocean, it had been years since he was exiled, he was now headed towards the water tribes of the south, he had to keep a strong front for his men as well as himself.
He knew that if he didn't, he would not be able to resist the urge to hit the man currently located in the cell below deck.
The sea and the world had been actin stranged, even now his fire bending had acted up once in a while and the vision of a woman with blue hair rampaging through the world flashed before his eyes, yet she wasn't alone, behind her were others and none of them were happy.
He walked below deck and he soon found himself in front of the cell, he could hear the man snoring, there was ice covering the walls, several of his men were unconscious on the floor and a few were even tied up, yet the prisoner himself was sleeping peacefully, uncaring about his situation.
He claimed to be named Kazuma and that he ended up here for some reason.
"Wake up, you're getting off my ship as soon as we arrive," he said to Kazuma, the man opened his eyes and assumed a sitting position, he rubbed his eyes and looked at him.
"Yo, Zuko, what I'm supposed to leave. No, I'm good" he laid down after saying that.
"You're seriously going back to sleep. It has been a month, I gave you your freedom, either help around the fleet or get out, I won't keep feeding you and stop bringing fish onboard, those fires you keep making inhere are causing problems for the crew." he said to the man.
"Alright fine I'll help, but let me sleep first." Kazuma said to him.
Zuko couldn't hold back his anger anymore and unleashed a wave of fire on the man, unfortunately, the man made water, and airflow into the cell completely eliminating his flames.
