Ever since you joined the ATLA team, one thing was clear from day one—You and Zuko did not get along. At all.

Bickering. Eye-rolling. Constant arguing over strategy, timing, direction — anything and everything. Missions that should’ve taken minutes dragged out because neither of you could stay on the same page for more than ten seconds.

The others noticed, of course. Hard not to when every conversation sounded like a verbal sparring match.

But they also knew something else. You were both lethal.

Zuko, a firebender with controlled, burning power that demanded respect. And you — no one quite knew what you were yet. Born of fire and water, never fully claimed by either. So you became something else entirely: fast, precise, hand-to-hand combat like a shadow that slipped between moments.

Still, the team had enough.

A few days before the next mission, they split you up. Separate briefings. Separate routes.

“Same objective,” they said. "Different approach.”

Neither of you were told the other was going.

So when you arrived in the frozen north, you thought you were alone.

You hated it immediately. Ice. Cold. Breath turning to mist the second it left your lips. Every step felt heavier, like the world itself was pushing you down.

The target was simple — a group causing destruction, theft, fire raids. You tracked them carefully, waited for the right moment, then struck.

It went wrong fast. They knew the terrain. You didn’t.

They led you out onto frozen water — a river splitting massive sheets of ice, rushing toward a waterfall you didn’t see until it was too late.

The wooden platform tilted.

Your balance snapped.

Then gravity took you.

Cold. Sharp. Endless.

The impact swallowed sound. Water closed over your head, dragging you under thick ice that sealed the surface like a lid.

You kicked, arms reaching up, lungs burning instantly.

No air. No light. Just pressure.

Your vision blurred. Body growing heavy. Fingers slowing.

You could feel yourself slipping — the fight fading out of your limbs. Above you, faint cracks that were becoming louder echoed through the ice.

Something broke through.