The Ghost Of Lue Ten Haunts The Halls Of The Fire Nation Capital,

The ghost of Lue Ten haunts the halls of the fire nation capital,

Ozai was not one who miscalculated often.

He had ordered the death of his nephew in the hopes of destroying his brother’s claim to the throne. It had worked, somewhat but what his wife then did, cemented the success. His nephew was dead, his father was dead, his brother was too emotionally destroyed to take the throne, which left Ozai to take it.

He shouldn’t have underestimated how annoying his nephew could be.

He had assumed he was imagining things the first time he looked out into the garden and saw a soldier with blood rolling down the side of his head, sitting with his son by the turtle duck pond. He blinked and the image was gone. It had meant nothing.

Until the image returned two weeks later practicing cartwheels with Azula and her acrobatic friend. That time the soldier had looked dead at him and smiled. It wasn’t a kind smile and Ozai shivered as the image disappeared.

The third time he saw the spirit, as Ozai had no other explanation for the apparition of his dead nephew, he was following behind Iroh, as he always did.

Iroh unknowingly walked the halls of the palace, with his son at his heals. That’s where Lu Ten decided to stay, until the night of the Agni Kai.

As Ozai burned his hand print into his son’s face, he made the mistake of looking up. Lu Ten stood over him, his eyes burning with fury even as blood slid down his forehead into them.

Ozai stumbled back, having never seen his nephew’s spirit up so close before. The men he had paid to kill him had apparently tried to crush his head, if the slightly deformed skull was anything to go by.

Ozai shook himself and left the arena.

Lu Ten was in his office. Ozai left.

Lu Ten was in his throne room. Ozai left.

Lu Ten was in his bedroom and Ozai realized he was now the one his nephew was following. Iroh and Zuko were gone and now Lu Ten was following him.

Ozai caved after a week of his new spirit stalker.

“What do you want?” Ozai finally asked, looking up at the corner Lu Ten stood in staring at him.

Lu Ten moved closer to him and Ozai backed up. Lu Ten was only interested in the paper and writing utensils on his desk.

The truth to be known.

“I can’t do that,” Ozai said.

Then get use to me.

Lu Ten faded from view again and Ozai sighed in relief before feeling something cold on his back. He reached behind him and his hand came back with blood. He turned around only to fall from his chair as Lu Ten, more corporeal then ever before, laughed at his fear.

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He’s there for revenge, but also to watch over his cousins and take care of his dad.