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Sokka tried to suppress his fear as the Prince of the Fire Nation walked over to him. He felt that the boy was taking too long to get to him. Like he was enjoying making Sokka wait.
Prince Zuko didn't stop until he was inches away from Sokka. If his hands weren't tied, Sokka probably would've tried to kill him. Especially when he felt a hand on his face.
"How old are you?" the question was laced with power, hinting that Sokka had better answer. Still, Sokka debated before saying, "Fifteen." He jerked his face away from Zuko's hand, which had started to emit a startling amount of heat.
Something flickered behind Zuko's eyes before they were once again overpowered by hatred and loathing. "You and I are not much different, you know." Zuko murmured, backing away from his captive.
"I'm nothing like you!" Sokka retorted, angry at the suggestion.
Zuko was silent for a second, before saying, "We're very much alike. We both have sisters with powers far beyond our own." He let the words drop slowly and deliberately, as if speaking to a retarded toddler. Sokka glowered at him.
"We both wish to impress our fathers. For different reasons of course." Sokka wished he could say something without being burned to a crisp.
"Even our ages aren't all that different." The last part was whispered, as if the prince was talking to himself. He shrugged off whatever thoughts he was having, however, and said in a business-like way, "Why are you traveling to Ba Sing Se?"
Sokka wasn't about to give anything away. The safety of the entire world was at stake here.
Zuko extended his arm, a ball of fire hovering inches above the palm. "I don't want to hurt you, but if you don't answer my question..." before he finished his sentence, Sokka rolled his eyes.
"Don't want to hurt me? When have you ever cared about hurting anyone? Everyone knows the fire nation are tyrants and heartless thieves."
Iroh, who had been watching the confrontation without a word, now tensed, knowing that the words were probably true of most of the people in power. "Not all fire benders are ruthless." He said quietly, but Sokka heard him, and ignored it.
Zuko, tired of waiting for an answer, realeased his ball of fire. It was aimed at Sokka's leg and was strong enough to burn through his pants and scorch some of his lower leg. Sokka cried out in pain, automatically doubling over and holding the burn.
"That was nothing." Zuko said. "Soon, you will experience real pain.
Sokka gulped. He really didn't like the sound of that.
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