(Male OC x Zuko) After the return of the Fire Prince and the imprisonment of ex-General Iroh, a Fire Nation guard finds himself questioning what he's meant to do with his life, and if the Fire Prince or the Avatar are meant to be a part of it.

"In a dark room in cold sheets, I can't feel a damn thing. I lost myself between your legs. You know I'd rather be alone but then you call me on the phone." - Habits of My Heart by Jaymes Young One night was all it took. A little too much alcohol, a heated bar, and cemented heartbreak led everything to him opening his eyes in a room that is not his own. A hangover that was blurred by the strange new room, the smell of vanilla perturbing his nostrils obnoxiously. Throwing his head back, his head hit something that wasn't a mattress. It certainly wasn't a pillow, that's for sure. "Ow, what the - ?" A deep, husky voice entered his ears, flooding all his senses into shock. He felt frozen in time, his head turned towards the familiar face as he was attacked with the reality of his life. "I-Ijuuin-sensei?"

¡La Secta GusuLan está desesperada! Después de haber estado en reclusión durante un tiempo, El líder Lan finalmente sale pero de alguna manera termina desaparecido, Causando confusión y caos en el receso de las nubes. Mientras tanto, En el Muelle del loto se le da la bienvenida a un extraño visitante que rápidamente conquista al Líder Jiang con su pelaje Blanco y cola Esponjosa.