Avatar: The Fire Twins

Welcome to Republic City

The sun shone brightly over the bustling Country-State of Tu Zin. Outside its towering skyscrapers and diverse inhabitants, at the mansion located at the skirts of the country was Ozai, dressed in well-fitted clothes, a white shirt under a black vest, and red pants. The vest was also his training clothes made of the heaviest material, with metal inside, and at the left of the vest was the symbol of the old Fire Nation family. He also carried a small bag slung across his shoulder, containing all his essentials.

Ozai, the son of Goku and Azula, was no ordinary individual. Even without bending abilities, he had spent years honing his fighting skills with hard training from his parents, who would never stop until perfection was achieved. When he explained that he wanted to become an investigator rather than a fighter, his parents supported him with the condition that he would never stop training. What came after that was more brutal training and more demanding study sessions so he could become the best investigator. Now, with #years old, he is an investigator, determined to make a name for himself in a world where benders often held the spotlight.

His efforts were heard by the Water Tribe Chief, who had followed his progress since his first visit to his lands. This led him to be hired as a private investigator. His current job is to investigate the performance of the Water Tribe delegate, who had recently come under scrutiny due to allegations of corruption. In addition, there were reports of increasing attacks perpetrated by the Equalitarians, a group advocating for equal rights between benders and non-benders.

The Water Tribe Chief explained that he would need to work on the investigation about the 'Equalitarians' and, while doing so, he should also keep a close eye on Tarrlok, the North Water Tribe delegate. These developments were not given to him by his delegate, which infuriated the Water Tribe Chief, who now is looking for more information to remove the delegate from his current station.

Ozai sighed a little before departing. He was outside his house, in front of the door, and his family was in front of him. His mother, Azula, had squinted eyes and a stern expression. "Are you sure you've packed everything?" she asked, her arms crossed above her chest.

Wanting to ensure her son's safety and preparedness, Azula continued questioning. "And have you double-checked your documents? What about local currency? Do you know how to use it?" Her voice revealed a mix of irritation and genuine fear.

Ozai smiled reassuringly at his mother, understanding her need to fuss over him. "Mom, I'm not a child anymore. I've got everything under control," he replied, attempting to calm her nerves. "But thank you for worrying about me; it means a lot." Goku giggled behind her, knowing that his wife was only worried.

Azula sighed, softening slightly. "just promise me you'll stay safe, alright? There are many dangers lurking around every corner, especially in a city like Republic City." She paused, looking into her son's determined eyes. "Remember, if things get too difficult, you can kill them; it doesn't matter what the Republic City or the Avatar in turn or whoever may say."

Ozai laughed uncomfortably, hoping his mother was kidding, but he knew best. He also wanted to think things would not go badly, so he nodded firmly to his mother.

His father, Goku, on the other hand, simply offered a supportive smile. "Good luck out there, Ozai," he said, confident in his son's ability to handle whatever challenges lay ahead.

As for Ozai's younger brother, Sozin, tears welled up in his eyes as he hugged his older sibling. "I'll miss you so much, big bro," he whispered, sniffling softly. Ozai, ever the caring big brother, patted Sozin reassuringly on the back and promised, "Don't worry. You can go and visit me once I am well established there, and I'll come to visit here, too, as soon as I can."

Ozai took a deep breath and stepped outside, ready to begin his adventure. He said goodbye to his family once more, and then he started to fly away with a firm grip in his small bag.