Watch it Burn

Chapter 6

I woke up and immediately felt the pain hit me. My head throbbed and my limbs ached from the hard floor I was laying on. I opened my eyes, realizing that the room I was in was shrouded in darkness. The only light was coming from a sliver under the door, directly across from where I lay.

I stood up, trying to walk to it before realizing I was chained to the wall behind me. I groaned as I fell back to the floor, accepting I was now at the mercy of my captor.

Thinking back to the previous night I recalled being ambushed by Zuko, though everything after that was a blur. I wondered if Aang, Katara and Sokka had noticed I was missing. Were they looking for me? Would they think that I had abandoned them?

I waited for my eyesight to steady and for my head to somewhat stop hurting so much. I took deep breaths. Once my eyesight steadied I tried to call upon the spirits, to no avail. Wherever I was, there wasn't enough spiritual quantity for me to contact Kyoshi.

"Trying to contact your ghosts?" A voice asked from the shadows.

My head shot up, toward the area the voice was coming from. I regretted it immediately, as my head hit me with anguish. I tried to steady myself more before looking to where the voice was.

My heart pounded so loud I was sure everyone could hear it.

"Zuko" I said, with acid dripping from my words.

"You'll find that trying to escape will not help you." He said, "You're stuck here."

"You son of a bitch." I responded.

"Is that all you have to say?" He asked, smugly, "No questions about what's going to happen to you?"

"Well I suppose just one." I said.

He arched a brow at me.

"Are you into BDSM or something? I just don't get the chains." I said, shaking my arms to make noise from the shackles.

His smug look had a flash of anger and I felt the room heat up.

"You are gonna regret making those comments." He said before leaving the room, slamming the door behind him.

Well.....that was interesting.

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Zuko's POV:

I stalked out of the room fuming. She just didn't learn.

I spotted two soldiers in one of the halls I walked down sharing a cigarette. They tried to quickly hide it, but I didn't pay it any mind.

"You two," I barked at them as they stood at attention, "to the deck, you're going to train with me."

I continued making my way to the deck as they awkwardly followed behind me. I was angry and needed to blow off some steam. Absolutely kicking these two's asses in battle was one way to do it.

When we arrived on deck the two soldiers grabbed wooden sticks, but before they could get into position I ran at them in full force.

The spar was over in five minutes. I had to restrain myself from throwing them overboard, or charring them to a crisp.

"Prince Zuko!" My uncle called, "Have you checked on our guest yet?"

"She isn't our guest!" I snapped, "She's our prisoner!"

"Regardless, did you check on her?" My uncle asked once more.

"Yeah she's fine." I huffed.

"I believe she should see the medic. She probably hasn't eaten and she's hit her head hard many times." My uncle said.