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Avatar: The Rise and Fall of Fire Lord Ozai
The first chapter of The Rise and Fall of Fire Lord Ozai. It takes place in 60 AG
Prince Ozai was dreaming. He was older, much older, somewhere between Iroh and his father's age. In front of him was a fourteen year old boy who looked disturbingly like him, except his hair style was different, it was longer and drawn up into his top knot to make a pony tail. As the boy saw him, he bowed down.
"Stand up and fight Prince Zuko!" He said in a cold voice.
"Please Father." The boy said. Did he say father? "I only had the Fire Nation's best interests at heart! I meant no disrespect!"
"You will learn respect," Ozai responded, his voice growing soft. "And suffering will be your teacher."
Ozai launched a fire blast at the boy, but just as it connects, the boy turns into a sixteen year old version of himself, he also has a scar over his left eye.
"How could you possibly justify a duel with a child?" The boy asked.
"It was to teach you respect." He retorted angrily.
"It was cruel! And it was wrong." The boy shouted back.
"Then you learned nothing." Ozai concluded.
All of a sudden, the boy launched a bolt of lightning at him! Just as it was about to connect, Prince Ozai woke up.
He was scared badly by the dream, and then remembered something Iroh told him. Princes don't have nightmares, they have premonitions. Ozai tried to piece the dream back together, but the more he tried, the more it slipped away, until he couldn't remember it at all.
Ozai walked to the dining room, where his 24 year old brother Iroh was, along with his mother, Fire Lady Illah, and his father, Fire Lord Azulon.
Ozai bowed and said, "Good morning Mother. Good morning Father."
"Hello Ozai." Illah said smiling. "Did you have any interesting dreams?"
"I know I had one," Ozai said frowning slightly. "But I can't remember it."
"If you remember it," said Iroh. "You should tell us. I'm sure it was very interesting."
Ozai stared at Iroh in awe. He had a perfect physic, and he was already beginning to grow a beard. His mother had a kind expression on her face; she wore the trident shaped top knot holder that designated her as the Fire Lady. She was also very slim, and frail. He looked down at his own body. It was slim and scrawny; his hair was fairly short, and he had gold eyes, like his father.
"Sit down Prince Ozai." Azulon demanded in a harsh voice.
Ozai sat down. His father intimidated him greatly. He held a physic that was the same as Iroh's. His black hair was very long, and two pieces of it draped his shoulders. He was also wearing the crown of the Fire Lord behind his top knot.
"Iroh," Ozai asked. "Do we have time to hang out today?"
"A little bit after breakfast," said Iroh. "But Father wants me to attend a war meeting with him, so after that, well . . ."
"Oh no!" Ozai exclaimed. Iroh wouldn't set up a play date with her, not her. "Not Ursa! She's so..."
"Careful." His mother said smiling slightly.
"Boring." Ozai responded. He didn't want to make his mother mad at him.
"I'm sorry," Iroh said. "But unless you want to spend the rest of the day with mother . . ."
"Okay," Ozai said, grinning. "But if you weren't my favorite brother..."
"I'm your only brother." Iroh said, grinning back.
Outside at the court yard, the two three year olds, Ursa and Ozai, were playing. Ursa looked very inquisitive, but reserved, with long black hair that came down to her waist, and gold eyes that seemed to see into the soul.
"Hey Ursa!" Ozai called out. "Wanna play a game?"
"What?" Ursa called out.
Ozai took an apple and put it on a rock twenty paces away.
"Whoever can hit that apple first gets to decide what to do for the rest of the day!" Ozai explained.
"Okay." Ursa said, looking very nervous.
Ursa went first and used very poor Firebending that dissolved before it could even reach the half way point.
"My turn." Ozai said. He was going to show this girl how to Firebend.
Ozai released a powerful wave of fire that perfectly roasted the apple.
"Do you have any sugar on you?" Ozai asked.
"No." Ursa responded.
"Okay." Ozai said. Then he turned and shouted at a servant, "Hey, you!"
"Yes sir?" the servant asked.
"Bring me some sugar!" Ozai demanded of the servant.
"At once sir." The servant replied.
Ozai smiled at how easily he could command the servants.
This chapter simply shows Ozai as a happy young child, but hints at his commanding nature at the end.
This chapter takes place forty years before the Battle of Wulong Forest.
- Prince Ozai dreams of his future Agni Kai with Zuko and his confrontation with him during the Day of Black Sun.
- The apple game is a much more innocent version of the game Azula, Mai, and Zuko played.
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