2 Nostalgia for fire

After almost 10 days of travel, my royal vessel arrives at the port of a small island that is initially unimpressive.

To be honest, I have never met such an island, even I, who am the lord of fire, have the responsibility of knowing the entire territory that belongs to me. I feel a slight frustration in my heart that I never noticed something so small and there is no excuse, even though this island is small, it could still have housed a small fleet of soldiers without us noticing.

When I observed the island, I could see that its surroundings were covered in ash, as if a war had taken place.

- Mr. Ozai, be careful, it is clear that a battle occurred in this place. - Said a guard who belonged to my royal guard.

- There is nothing to fear, your majesty. - An old man appeared. He had burn marks and was covered in bandages. - This destruction wasn't a big deal.

I carefully observe the old man, he was clearly hiding something, and from his subtle posture, he was a firebender. I consider myself a natural-born prodigy and I can say that this elder is stronger than at least two of my royal guards.

- You seem calm with all this destruction, it seems to me that it was something recurring or already expected. - I speak facing the native of the mysterious island head on.

- Good view, hahahaha. - The old man laughed, showing a huge smile. - This destruction was done by the person you are looking for

For a moment, my eyes furrowed and I subtly loosened my fingers in case counter-offensive fire manipulation was necessary. And as always my senses were not wrong, my soldiers were also prepared in defensive formation around me.

- I recommend lowering that old fighting spirit. I don't know who you are, but I trust you're not stupid enough to think about testing me in combat.

- Sorry. - It curved almost 90° degrees. - This old man tends to raise his guard almost involuntarily.

- Why did he think I would attack him? - I asked instinctively, as if I were forced to ask already knowing the answer.

- My majesty, your son has the same frightening presence as his. –He replied with a serious tone.

When these words came out of the old man's mouth, some soldiers around me involuntarily turned their heads towards me, as if I was going to show weakness at this moment. But a feeling of anxiety arose inside me, the same one I had when I planned my father's death, a feeling of adrenaline.

Maybe my warrior side is roaring like a dragon to find my firstborn, and I couldn't help but remember that night that came back to my dreams every now and then.

***

- IS THAT ALL PRINCE? You want me to slow down. - mocked Katsu, who quickly ducked and jumped back with absurd agility, at the same time as he fired two more bursts of fire.

- I've never had the chance to fight for so long. - I returned, without noticing the subtle smile that was on my face, at the same time giving a sloppy fire kick against the blasts, nullifying them in a single movement.

I was tired, for the first time I was held by someone other than Azulon or Iroh, and for some reason I was excited.

I quickly moved forward, using my feet to launch a wave of fire across the makeshift arena, but Katsu slowly walked towards the raging flame, to simply raise his arm and snap his fingers, making the wave of fire disappear as if it had never existed before. .

At that moment my eyes widened in surprise. She simply nullified my blow as if she had been ordered to disappear, like a queen.

- Hahahaha. Y-your face!- Katsu laughed, placing his hands on his stomach. - I didn't expect someone like you to have such a reaction.

- Do not laugh at me! - I shouted, throwing a jet of fire at her, but she simply extended her arm and caught the flames like an everyday object, holding my flames in her small hands like a glass cup.

- Her flames are beautiful… they demonstrate anger, courage, anxiety and a strong fighting spirit. –She smiled seductively, she looks delicious to me. At the same moment, Katsu sucked Ozai's flames into her as if it were something normal for her.

Ozai was amazed, she had just seen something impossible in his eyes, possibly the idea of "eating" someone else's fire was something no one in their right mind would think or say, but Katsu didn't do either of those options, she just did it. .

- H-how did you do that?- I asked, disconcerted.

- Hmmmmm… how delicious, what good food this gave me, I'm going to show you something that I've been working on for years. - Bringing his hands together, little by little a small yellow glow came out, but little by little it became stronger as if he were in the presence of the sun.

- That feeling! - Ozai whispered. - My body... feels like I'm bathed in the sun. - Looking at my hands in confusion, I clearly feel my power growing little by little.

- SUB-FOLD: FUSION OF THE SUN - Said Katsu, with a deeper voice, but which imposes a grandeur worthy of a queen.

Ozai felt every molecule of her body scream for her to run away. He knew very well that if he was hit, he would be killed. However, her pride was too great for such an act and, out of pure rebellion, he firmly planted his feet on the ground, awaiting his death.

Katsu smiled, but this time it was genuine, her scarlet eyes sparkled, as if she was enchanted, and slowly, the blinding glow faded, still maintaining the scorching heat in the air.

Without realizing it, they both had almost no clothes on because of Katsu's latest display of power.

- Why didn't you launch that strike? - I asked, not noticing how my clothes and the environment were singeing.

I haven't mastered this technique yet, if I had launched it it would be very likely that both of them would die. So my intention was to intimidate you with the heat generated by this technique.

- You called it the Underfold. - now realizing how impactful what I just saw was.

- This technique is not ready, but when it is, as a citizen of this great nation, I will assume the obligation to share it appropriately. - He expressed seriously, but with a seductive tone. - It might take another 10 years to master this, but it will be great. - His scarlet eyes shone brightly.

At that moment, without realizing it, Ozai abandoned his calculating logic and approached the half-naked woman, surrendering to his primitive intimates. The red-eyed lady remained motionless, waiting for the prince to approach her.

When they were both inches away, they ended up giving in, mesmerized by each other's fiery spirit. It wasn't logic, it was literally the concept of two repressed animals letting loose and being honest with themselves for the first time in their lives.

***

- All right, enough nonsense... take me to my son. –He ordered in an authoritative voice, but curious about what was about to happen.