Pairing/Characters: Zuko (the Blue Spirit)
Theme Set and #: Fire, 19: Mask
Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Disclaimer: Wish it were mine...but it's not.
Notes: Title stolen from the Duncan Sheik song of the same name, which always reminds me of Zuko for some reason.
The strap of the mask chafes, every time, scraping away hair and skin on his scalp. Zuko has taken it as a necessary evil, albeit an annoying one. If a bit of discomfort is the price of being the Blue Spirit, it's one he'll gladly pay.
Though the Blue Spirit began as a means to an end, Zuko sometimes thinks it grew itself out of that quickly, became its own person that just used the same body as Zuko. The Blue Spirit does things Zuko can't, won't – the Blue Spirit is completely anonymous, and while Zuko has been many things, anonymous has never been one of them.
It's freeing, in a way. Terrifying, in another.
His target is a merchant, delivering his wares – porcelain teapots. Uncle deserves something nice, after all. The cart rattles down the streets of Ba Sing Se, and if Zuko has studied his maps of the city correctly (he has), his target will cut across the nearest alley.
The cart turns, and beneath the mask, Zuko's lips curve into a smile. There is a thrill to this not unlike fire bending; the narrowing of the world to the target, the focus.
He tightens his grip on his swords, and attacks.