AtLA: GoldeneyeTitle: Goldeneye
Characters: Liu/Ichiro, Yui, Kouji (OCs)
Word Count: 2600+
Summary: Ichiro's boyfriend isn't who he implies he is. That's all right, Ichiro isn't either.
Author's Notes: Ichiro, Kouji, and Yui belong to dark_puck and are used with her permission and encouragement.
"Interesting eyes you've got," the noodle-seller drawled. There was something in the set of the man's shoulders that told Ichiro the man had seen firebenders too close.
This was the Lower Ring of Ba Sing Se. Most people here had seen firebenders too close, even if too close was a week's march away. Refugees came to the Impenetrable City, and Ba Sing Se stood in defiance of the fire and war sweeping across the rest of the continent. Ba Sing Se would never fall, everyone knew that.
Ichiro was almost certain they were wrong, but he had just enough familiarity with both Fire and Earth to wonder.
He grinned and paid for the noodles, gold eyes bright. "I get that a lot. War-child."
The noodle-seller rela
AtLA: Siren SongTitle: Siren Song
Characters: Jee, Nima (OC), Captain Sadao (OC), Zhia (OC), assorted nameless Fire Nation extras
Word Count: 3600+ words
Summary: Some fifteen years before the series, Nima follows Jee to sea on a voyage and finds she is the only one not enthralled by the singing coming from the sea.
Four years ago, Jee heard a woman singing in the middle of the wild woods. A sea chantey, of all the strange things. His partner had figured it for a spirit, and Jee still wasn't entirely convinced the man had been wrong.
That was back when he'd been Army; right before he'd stopped being Army, in fact. He and his partner curved off their patrol route to investigate the singing. They found a woman dressed in yellows and oranges half-ripped to rags from walking through the woods. Her skin was as dark as someone from the eastern islands, and her hair was a rough seal brown. Her skin had been cool to the touch, but both Jee and his partner were firebenders. Everyone was cooler to
AtLA: A Little Help From My...Title: A Little Help From My Friends
Characters: Mai, Naruzi (the warden of Boiling Rock), Zuko, Azula, Captain Mizao (OC)
Word Count: 900+ words
Summary: After the Comet passes, Mai returns to the Capital and Zuko. But he's not the only loose end she needs to tie up.
Three days after the Comet departed, Uncle Naruzi gave Mai the key to the guest bedroom. She did not say a word to him, and he did not apologize to her. He had been following orders, after all, even if Azula had likely not intended such a comfortable house-arrest for her "traitorous" friend.
But Uncle Naruzi wouldn't leave his favorite (and only) niece in the Boiling Rock. As warden, he knew the prison was no place for improper young ladies who liked to use knives. Nor, after a bit of wheedling from Mai, was it a place for improper young acrobatic ladies. Thanks to his influence, Ty Lee wound up at the Capital Prison while Mai cooled her heels in his home for the last few weeks of the war.
Zuko did not
AtLA: AssimilationTitle: Assimilation
Characters: Mai, Sokka, Mai's parents, Uncle Naruzi, Azula, Ty Lee, Master Piandao, Fat, Zuko, Katara
Warning: Dark themes in regards to cultural erasure.
Word Count: 2700+
Summary: Mai's father argues to the Firelord that the Water Tribesmen can be educated and made into proper sorts of people. So Azulon sees he gets a boy to prove this on.
When Mai was five, a new brother came to the house. He was dark-skinned like someone from the eastern islands. He had blue eyes, too, when all the rest of her family had pale gold eyes. Strangest of all, he was older than her.
She didn't think having a baby worked that way.
"Where did he come from?" She dared to ask Mother.
"The Water Tribes," Mother said with distaste, arms folded as she watched the servants wrestle Mai's new brother into clothes. "Your father managed to convince Firelord Azulon the barbarians could be tamed. So now we have to prove it."
Mai's new brother yelled something in a guttural language th
AtLA: StrategyTitle: Strategy
Characters: Iroh, Ozai, Li, Lo
Word Count: 500+
Summary: Iroh plays pai sho with his little brother to teach him patience and strategy.
Author's Notes: Ozai is about sixteen-seventeen here. Iroh is about thirty-seven.
Steam curls from the tea cup, and Iroh lifts it to his mouth to inhale the scent. Jasmine tea, brewed just how he likes it. There is not even the faintest trace of smoke and ashes in its smell, not even a drop of blood.
It's good to be back in civilized lands where the war does not intrude.
A pai sho board sits between him and his little brother. They are halfway through the game, and Iroh knows he will win. He knew he would win from Ozai's third move; he is disappointed in his brother's teachers. His little brother may not be intended to be a soldier, but Ozai should still have a better grasp of strategy and tactics. Disappointing. He is going to have to speak to Father about how lax Ozai's teachers have been.
Iroh studies the board. He could en
AtLA: Party GuestsTitle: Party Guests
Characters: Mai, Ty Lee, Li (OC), Zhukazu (OC), Azula
Word Count: 2900+ words
Summary: The young man who attaches himself to Ty Lee at Azula's thirteenth birthday party is wrong, and Mai means to protect her friend from him.
Mai raised her eyes from idle contemplation of the carpet to see Ty Lee waving her over. Her friend stood with a handsome young man, and they were both smiling at her. She frowned. There was a hunger in the young man's smile she didn't like. It wasn't quite the sort of a man who didn't realize she and Ty Lee did not come as a pair.
She slipped through the crowd of people attending Azula's birthday bash to join her friend. Firelord Ozai's celebration of Princess Azula's thirteenth birthday was lavish but the mood of the party felt forced. Azula had begged her father for such a big party, but she had retreated earlier in the evening to the mock-throne and was ignoring everything but the most superficial of c
AtlA: FlintTitle: Flint
Characters: Jet, Lu Ten, Ozai, Zuko, Ursa, Azula, assorted unnamed Firefolk extras
Word Count: 2200+ words
Summary: Captain Mongke of the Rough Rhinos brings Prince Lu Ten an Earth boy. Lu Ten decides to keep him.
Hail, Crown Prince Iroh, Dragon of the West, Scourge of the Earth Kingdom, Conqueror of Guoyin, Dragon-Slayer, Son of Fire and Flame,
Tell me when you get to be Firelord I can just call you Firelord in these letters, Dad. I know you'll be lying, but tell it to me anyway.
Also, tell me I can't strangle my Chief of Staff for insisting I maintain all formality. The fact that there are very good reasons to maintain the illusion of formality doesn't make it less annoying.
Province has been conquered, locals put to fire and sword when they resisted. Captain Mongke brought me back a kid, and I've decided to keep him. Not formally adopted, since I know you're going to ask. Grandfather wouldn't let me even if you would.
- Heir-Presumptive to the Crown Prince, Lu
AtLA: DevotionTitle: Devotion
Word Count: 400+ words
Summary: Firelord Azulon is dead. Ozai and Ursa make plans for the future.
Ursa slid open the door to the chambers she shared with Ozai. The fire in the fireplace jumped at her presence, and Ozai whirled to face her.
"It's done?" he asked. There was something terrible and bright in his eyes, and for the first time in their marriage, she was afraid of her husband.
"It's done," she assured him, sliding the door shut behind her. Her hands trembled still, from fear and exhilaration. Her children were safe. Her husband was safe.
She had murdered the Firelord, and they would execute her in the morning.
Ozai seized her by the shoulder, and blue flames flared to life around her hands.
"You must go," he said, ignoring her flames. "Li and Lo sent word to the harbor- there are ships leaving tonight. Take any of them. Go. Go far and lie low."
"No, Ozai," she said quietly, reaching up to push back a few strands of hair that had
AtLA: FirefightTitle: Firefight
Characters: Ozai/Ursa, assorted unnamed Fire Nation pirates
Word Count: 700+
Summary: Ozai and Ursa slaughter a pirate camp.
"You should wear armor," Ursa said in a low voice. She loosened the ties of the scabbard across her back, preparing to draw her dao swords and let the leather sheath drop rather than impede her movements.
Ozai's gaze flicked to her briefly then back down to the pirate camp they were observing. He wore simple cotton clothes in imperial red and gold, a long-sleeved tunic over trousers. It looked comfortable and easy to move in, she would give him that, but it wouldn't protect him from a well-placed sword-thrust.
He took a breath. "When the sun touches the horizon, I think."
"Your firebending will be fading then," she felt obliged to point out. Lu Ten said Ozai had never worn armor during his search for the Avatar, either, but he'd had a shipful of sailors and marines to protect him.
"So will theirs." Her husband smiled, then glanced a