He stared into his mother’s warm, open eyes. The small scar on her face blatantly reminded him of his fateful Agni Kai with his father. Though that duel was at least six years ago, it still troubled him. It was his father’s fault that he had been cursed to hunt down the Avatar.
But at least it was all behind him.
The sound of pattering feet interrupted his memory. He turned and faced the Avatar, Katara, Sokka, Toph, Mai, and Suki. He expected their arrival, as he had summoned their presence after Azula’s episode.
“We came as soon as we got word, Zuko.” Aang stated.
He nodded his head at the youthful Avatar. He then faced his mother hesitantly, feeling a pang of guilt as to what he was to tell them.
“It appears that Azula is going to be in prison for a while longer,” Zuko answered, “She deliberately burned my mother with her fire. It seems that she is back to her crazed self again. She was increasingly violent, very unusual on the basis of weekly medical notices that I receive from the psychoanalysts that assist in her care.”
The Avatar nodded in understanding. He was another believer in the blessedness of life. He was not holisti...