Zuko banged his fist on the metal door. "Open this door!" He ordered, anger making his veins pop. He waited for a moment, and heard some whispering in the cell. He backed up as Jack Frost opened the door.
"Temper temper." Jack said with a slightly aggravated tone. Closing the door, he passed Zuko with a sly smile and said,"if you really wanted some alone time with the prisoner, you could asked, prince."
Zuko spun to face him, fuming, and said,"I was looking to speak to you!" Jack mocked shock and held a hand to his heart. "Prince Zuko! Looking for little ol' me! I'm flattered!" Zuko's hands began shaking. He spoke slowly, as though it took every ounce of his concentration to prevent himself from strangling the spirit right there.
"Why aren't you on duty? All you ever do is talk to that wrench!" Jack shrugged and started to walk down the hall. "She intrigues me. You should speak with her, you might learn a few things."
Zuko clenched and unclenched his fists, trying to calm himself as the white haired boy walked away. Almost without thinking he opened the door with a slam and walked into the prison cell.
Inside, chained to the wall was a young woman, about Zuko and Jack's age. She had green eyes and was wearing a tattered gray gown. But the strangest thing about her was her hair. Her blonde locks extended the width of the small cell, and covered the floor. The hair was up to Zukos ankles as he walked towards her.
"Who are you?" He demanded, as straight forward as usual. The woman raised her head to look at him, liquid hate in her eyes. She pursed her lips looked away.
Zuko grew more infuriated by this, and he held a now flaming hand towards her. "Where is the Avatar." It wasn't a question. She spoke firmly, with confidence. "I will never give the likes of you information."
He shook with rage. "And what do you mean by that?" This time, she did look into his eyes, and he was held in her intense gaze.
"People who will do anything for themselves. People who stomp on the lives of others, and tune out the desperate cries of the needy. Those who will destroy families, and let greed blacken their souls. People like you are scum, and the worst kind, the kind that has money and uses it to feed their egos."
Zuko was too shocked to do anything, and when the shock faded, the rage returned. The woman's eyes widened as she saw steam roll off the livid Prince's shoulders and flames lick his sides. She stiffened and closed her eyes, preparing to be hit, but the pain never came.
When she opened them, the prince was gone, leaving a shut door with a melted handle.
Jack had told her about him. That he was cruel to his crew and merciless to just about everyone else. Then why, she wondered, why didn't he strike her? When she looked into his eyes all she was intense anger, and a deep pain. A royal brat that was spoiled to the core shouldn't look that way. When brats are irate, they whine. They aren't ever filled with an uncontrollable anger that rages like a typhoon set on destruction.
"Rapunzel," She whispered. "My name is Rapunzel..." She hung her head and a tear rolled down her cheek. It had been a long while since she had heard her name spoken out loud.
Even Jack, the one person on this ship who had shown her kindness, did not know her name. Her own pride and suspicious nature stopped her from telling him.
The winter spirit would have long talks with her about anything she wanted to know, and he never asked for anything in return.
She found everything about Jack attractive but didn't allow herself to dwell deeper. She had heard stories where women imprisoned by the fire nation fell in love with their captors. They would give up information to their beloved and then be discarded like scrap paper, used up and worthless.
And yet, Jack wasn't fire nation. He had power of frost and snow, maybe he was water tribe? She laughed at her own weakness. He was too pale to be water tribe, and he also controlled the wind. Rapunzel knew that she was just trying to convince herself that Jack wouldn't betray her.
But being chained in here, starved of food, sleep, and company, made Jack seem like a diamond in the rough. She craved the times where he would open the door and scare her demons away. The light from his smile warmed her heart and gave her hope. A foolish hope that maybe he would set her free, and together they would find and join the Avatar.
But she knew that she had to wait if she wanted to be saved. Jack was loyal to the fire nation, in his own twisted way. "Aang will come for me" she said aloud, her expression determined. "And when he does, our friends will be with him." She heard footsteps outside the room. 'Frost and Zuko don't stand a chance.' She thought assuredly, but doubt still lingered in her mind.
I love Rapunzel so I decided to put her in the story. traveling with the GAang is Merida and Hiccup. i want to try to keep the story focused on zuko and what happens on his side of the story. thank you for reading! I'm surprised at how many people liked this story. please tell me what type of bender you think Rapunzel should be.