Zuko was exhausted as he made his way back to his and uncle's dumping apartment. He cursed, ever since coming here it was nothing but a nightmare. He hated this place, he was a prince of the Fire Nation. Not some tea server, in the run down area of Ba Sing Sa.
Uncle was hanging with other old people, so Zuko was alone as he enter the apartment. He used some flirt stones to give him some light.
That is went he so it, a big box on the kitchen table. Zuko quickly grabbed his swords from there hidding place. Someone had broken into this apartment and left it here. Zuko knew this was trap, what else could it be.
Zuko did a quickly search of the apartment, he found no one. Zuko slowly made his way to the box, he exammed it. It didn't look like it was boob trap.
There was only one way to be sure, what doesn't he have to lose. His life was hell, if this was the end so be it.
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