zuko krone, district four | cbd3

In a world where there is no honor, anger and fury is the only thing he has to hold onto. Not family, not love, not compassion — but sheer rage and determination. If not for Iroh, Zuko would be all alone, and — and that is something he cannot contemplate without losing his mind. Maybe it's already lost, but at least he still has most of his sanity.

He doesn't believe that Ozai ever loved him. If he did, Zuko wouldn't have been cast out so easily. He was only sixteen when his inheritance was revoked and as if that was not punishment enough, his father took a torch and seared it into the side of his face. Every time he sees that damn scar, he is reminded of the foolish boy he was. He had not thought of what he had done before it was too late; he had only spoken out against his father, defied him in his belief that a particularly cruel plan to harm a rival syndicate was just. But his defiance was more severe than Zuko had ever imagined, and that was it for him.

For the past two years, he has lived mostly on the streets. He and Iroh get by somehow; they've learned their way around by now, but in the beginning, there were many nights when they would go hungry and cold. He has dedicated his purpose, his anger and motivations, towards hunting down the one person who ever escaped his father's wrath: Aang. Years ago, the Angi Kai, his father's crime ring, was facing off with a rival gang during the rise of their power. Although it was destroyed, the son of the leaders survived and has seemingly vanished.

But Zuko knows that people don't just vanish into thin air; he will find Aang, and when he does, his father will restore his honor and title as heir of the Krone legacy.