Kindle the Wind (The Avatar! Zuko 'verse) commentfic meme

[attackfish]

That's it, folks, I can't take it.  In the hopes that maybe writing some of what I want to write will get me unblocked on the fic I'm trying to write, I'm giving in and running a commentfic meme for my Avatar!Zuko verse.  Comment with up to five requests, and I’ll guarantee you at least one commentfic.  I’ll probably answer with more, knowing me.  weirdlet , fanficforensics, beboots, and floranna  get seven requests and a guarantee of two fics, because beboots  and floranna  are the best betas ever, and weirdlet and fanficforensics just because.


Also, the 'verse has a title now, Kindle the Wind!


Air, Water, Earth, Fire.

Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. Then, everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked. Only the Avatar, master of all four elements, could stop them, but when the world needed him most, he vanished.

A hundred years passed and the new Avatar crashed into the ice sheet that borders our village. Although he is the Fire Nation prince, and it's his family and his nation that have brought this war to the world, I have hope that inside Zuko lies the spark of greatness. In the end, he has to save the world.

Front Cover Illustration

Timeline:

The Turtle-Crab and the Hawk
The first time Zuko struck a Fire Nation soldier in anger
Banner
Meeting Sokka and Katara
The joys of new bending
Zuko surprising himself by being spiritual and philosophical
Gran-Gran criticizing Uncle's parenting skills
Uncle Iroh finds out
Iroh has a talk with his nephew
Agni Kai against Zhao
Laying Aang to rest at the Southern Air Temple
Momo joins the Party
Sokka finds out the women on the ship aren't there to cook (and learns something, maybe)
Act of Providence
The Spinning Gates

Comments

Re: Meeting Sokka and Katara, Part 3/3

[attackfish.livejournal.com]

Zuko staggered back, and brought his arms up to fight, eyes flicking between the two of them. "Which one of you made that windstorm?"

"We didn't make any-" the girl started angrily, but the boy stepped on her foot.

"We're telling you nothing, Fire Nation scum," he declared.

The girl glared at her companion for a moment before speaking. "Yeah, that's right."

"We'll see about that," Zuko snarled, glove covered hands wreathed in flame. "Tell me which one of you it is!"

"Neither of us!" The girl brought her arm forward, melting the ice and shoving it up into a clumsy little wave.

Zuko glanced at it surprised. "That's all you got?"

The boomerang whizzed past his head in answer.

The Fire Nation and home were so close he could almost taste the ginger-cinnamon in the freezing air. The old Avatar who had eluded his people for so long was dead, and the new one was a child, master of nothing. For the first time in years, it felt like, he smiled.

The Water Tribe boy's answering smile was the only warning Zuko got. Later, he would swear that he was trying to set it on fire, but when he spun around to strike the boomerang that had been speeding straight for the back of his unprotected head, it was wind that caught hold of it and threw it harmlessly into the snow, wind that followed Zuko's movements.

The girl's eyes were enormous. "It's you!"

"Liar!" Zuko bellowed, flame filling his hands. "Which one of you did that?"

"That was airbending," the girl said in awe. "And... you were firebending! You must be the Avatar!"

"Don't be stupid, Katara," the boy groaned. "He's Fire Nation. I'm sure there are plenty of people out there who can do two kinds of freaky magic. Besides, the Avatar probably doesn't even exist anymore."

"Gran Gran says he does," the girl, Katara, retorted. "And she says the Avatar's the only one who can bend more than one element. Are you going to argue with Gran Gran?"

That was it, Zuko realized. Obviously, he was still dreaming. He was going to wake up, and his ship would not have crashed into an ice sheet, and he would still be hunting desperately for any sign. He wasn't listening to two Water Tribe teenagers arguing about the existence of the Avatar.

"I'm not the Avatar." It was like the air had been leached from his lungs, and the words came out thin and nearly soundless. He took a deep breath and yelled, "I'm hunting the Avatar! You will tell me which one of you it is-" The crunch of Komodo rhino footsteps on he snow hill above them cut through Zuko's demand, and the three of them turned to look up. "Never mind. I'll find out later. Soldiers, take both of them prisoner."

Re: Meeting Sokka and Katara, Part 3/3

[weirdlet.livejournal.com]

Oh Zuko. You poor, grumpy, denial-filled baby.

Why do I get the feeling he's in for a lot more trouble than he anticipated with those two on his ship?

Re: Meeting Sokka and Katara, Part 3/3

[attackfish.livejournal.com]

Why poor Zuko? Don't you mean "poor crew"? Just think. They went from being stuck with one bossy, bad tempered teenage know it all to being stuck with three.

Yeah, Zuko? No idea what he's in for.

Re: Meeting Sokka and Katara, Part 3/3

[weirdlet.livejournal.com]

True! And Uncle's going to be stuck giving advice... ohh, schadenfreude is tasty.

Thank you so much! This is lovely!

Re: Meeting Sokka and Katara, Part 3/3

[attackfish.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

Re: Meeting Sokka and Katara, Part 3/3

[wolfs-lament.livejournal.com]

Wow, Zuko's in denial. I don't actually know who I feel the most sorry for, though at least Sokka and Katara are tough enough to stand up to him. The crew's lives are about to get a lot more interesting.

Re: Meeting Sokka and Katara, Part 3/3

[attackfish.livejournal.com]

Zuko has a lot of practice with denial. And oh yeah. Poor Iroh especially.

Re: Meeting Sokka and Katara, Part 3/3

[luunyscarlet.livejournal.com]

Ah, Zuzu. Denial is not just a river in Egypt ;).
Knowing Katara, she'd probably do her best to get Zuko to admit that he's the Avatar. And Iroh'd keep letting the Water Tribe sibs out of jail to give them tea and teach them how to play Pai Sho, much to Zuko's dismay.

Re: Meeting Sokka and Katara, Part 3/3

[attackfish.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, Katara has a trick up her sleeve.