"Ugghhh." I slowly open my eyes.

Oh, I'm not dead. I was still shirtless, and pain was still in every muscle, but it was less pain. I look around. I was lying in soft sand. I looked like a mummy. My chest, my arms, even my feet were bandaged. If I'm alive, I've won. I slowly stagger into a sit up position. It hurt a lot.

"Ahh, you're awake." A Sand wing approaches me. 

She examines my body. 

"You won congrats. Of course, we will have to find a new queen, however, I'm glad you killed that horrible tyrant." She said.

I nod. 

"You seem to be better. Though-" She started. 

"I...still...look...like...a...piece...of...crap." I say.

"Zuko! You're alive!" Aang rushed in and hugged me.

"Ow...do...you...mind?" I ask.

"Oops sorry." He said getting off me.

"Zuko!" Everyone else said.

"Hi...thank...you." I say. 

"My nephew you did it. I am so proud of you. You have used inner strength." Uncle said.

"Thank...you..." I say.

"He still is very very badly banged up. You will have to stay here for a while. We have some lovely roasted sky bison." She said.

"No!" Everyone yelled.

Aang glared at her. She backs away. I stagger up onto my feet. Sokka and Katara caught me.

"You need to rest Zuko." Katara said.

"Fine...but...only...for...a...little...while." I say. 

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕰𝖓𝖉