STILL IN A RAGE ABOUT THE AVATAR MOVIE GONE CRAZYCAKES? LET ME BE YOUR SOOTHING BALM BY PROVIDING YOU ANOTHER HORRENDOUS MS3K.  IT'S AN OLDER ONE OF MINE, BUT I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO POST IT BECAUSE IT WAS TOO BIG AND TOO FULL OF WRONG AND FAIL FOR LJ TO FIT INTO ONE POST. LITERALLY. SO, I'LL POST IT IN SEGMENTS HERE AND THERE.

HAVE FUN, KIDS!
Okay.

This is an NC-17 fanfiction.

 

This is a RAPE NC-17 fanfiction.

 

This is a rape NC-17 fanfiction with Zuko in it.

 

This is a rape NC-17 fanfiction with Zuko BEING raped in it.

 

By Zhao.

 

Just so you know.

That way you don’t send me e-mails, howling “BOOTER OMFG WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST EXPOSE ME TO??!11 I’LL NEVER SEE AGAIN THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT YOU CRUEL CRUEL WENCH!!!11”

 

Well, you KNOW now, okay? Just like with cigarettes…here’s the warning. Read at your own peril…literally.

 

 

 

 

The Prince’s Punishments “Repost”

BF: Yes, you KNOW it’s bad when it’s been taken down once already, only to resurface like a bad 80’s band.

Kitsune Shetani

 

OK listen up

BF: Alright, stop. Collaborate and listen!

I don’t give a fuck it you think this story is disturbing get the fuck over it.

BF: Hm. Reading between the swears, I’m detecting just a HINT of defensiveness.

I am not making you read this, you are doing that on your fucking own,

BF: Yes. I’m MiSTing the living shit out of this on my own too.

now you see that I rated it M this time,

BF: And no, the “M” doesn’t stand for “merry”.

and NO FLAMES, if I get one I will not be a happy camper,

BF: Yes, how dare people criticize your work. Can’t they see that you just want to be left alone? After all, isn’t that why you posted this on PUBLIC DOMAIN….oh wait…

and the ones who don’t log in and reply your just fucking pussy ’cause you know I will have something to say to you.

BF: Whether you can find it in all the swearing is another thing.

And for the ones who maybe like this story I thank you so much your all very lovely people

BF: Well, twisted idiots tend to like each other.

and for the other ones GET LOST.

BF: I’ve been watching Lost for three seasons and I STILL don’t get it.

Chapter one: Beginnings

It was a wonderful and beautiful morning in the fire nation. The birds were singing high up in the tress as the wind made the leaves dance.

BF: Enjoy this scene, readers. After this, the Crap Coaster takes a dive.

An twelve-year-old prince was found walking though the corridors of the Imperial Palace.

BF: Scribbling crayon on the walls as he went.

He had raven black hair

BF: Hmm…with hair like that, the boy must be a real bird brain.

that was tied up into a high ponytail, His golden eyes sparkled when the sun hit them

BF: Really? My eyes squint when the sun hits them.

from the windows that he passed, and the young boy wore a frown on his pale face.

BF: He wished he could go outside more.

For ever scene the his father became Fire Lord he seemed to be making the princes life a living hell, or so it seemed.

BF: Don’t complain, Zuko. You should see the son of the Burger King.

And with his mother gone

BF: When Payless Shoes had a sale, you would not see her for DAYS.

and his uncle still in the earth kingdom

BF: Iroh was still in an argument with the Dai Lee over whether or not there was a war in Ba Sing Se.

there was not a soul that could understand what he is going though.

BF: Well, of course there was Azula…oh…right…yeah, the kid’s on his own.

His father had called him to the thrown room for some reason, the prince had no clue why.

BF: His father wanted to shown him the difference between “throne” and “thrown”.

 'I had not done anything wrong, except breath' he thought to himself

BF: Yeah, buddy, but when was the last time you brushed your teeth?

 'why did he have to want to talk to me on such a wonderful day its just not fair'!

BF: The golf course was closed and Ozai had nothing better to do, obviously.

 he was walking very slowly for if he was in trouble he didn't want to rush to a punishment.

BF: I’m sure trying your father’s patience won’t anger him one teeny bit.

As he reached the thrown room the two guards bowed to him and opened the tapsters to let him in.

BF: (laughs) Tapsters? Yeah, I could use a drink!

'Of course whenever i want to go in there i am dismissed but if i dread going in then i am welcomed with open arms' the child thought bitterly.

BF: Always on the wrong side of the door, eh Zuko?

As he stepped into the dark and very large room he shuddered.

BF: Only too late did he realize he was in a theater showing “Death to Smoochy”.

And bowed deeply to show respect.

BF: Good, now, make sure you don’t blink as you approach the Hippogriff. Remember, they are proud creatures!

"Come froth, Prince Zuko." said a stern voice of the

BF: Crazy Foaming Guy?

fire lord, a man that zuko dared called father.

BF: Needless to say, Father’s Day for Ozai was about as tense as Jesse Jackson’s.

Zuko walked slowly and cautiously to were he knew he was suppose to kneel before his lord,

BF: Right on the big bullseye painted onto the floor.

 every step seemed to be one step closed to the jaws of death.

BF: (darkly) And, you know, the thing about Ozai... he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be living... until he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'.

For a room that had walls of fire in it Zuko was shivering.

BF: Maybe he should wear clothes next time?

"You called for me,...my lord." Zuko hissed as he kneeled before his father, the prince was very moody today, and he was taking it out on everyone, even if they had not done anything to him.

BF: Uh-oh. PMS—Pissy Minor Syndrome.

Ozai saw this but didn't give it any mind.

BF: Because the Fire Lord rarely has any peace of mind to give.

"Yes I did." he said "It seems to me, Prince Zuko that you know little knowledge of war"

BF: (Zuko) All I know is what it’s good for: absolutely nuthin’.

Zuko rolled his eyes in a 'no duh' expression at this. But fortunately for him he still had his head bowed and the Fire Lord did not see this from the high platform from which he sat.

BF: He DID see, however, Zuko had a bad case of dandruff.

Ozai continued "But the day after tomorrow there is a ship setting sail to check to see if the ships that protect our nation are supplied and the men are well.

BF: We call them “Mother Hen” ships.

And guess what."

BF: Chicken butt?

Ozai now had a wicked grin on his face "Your scrawny little ass is going to be on that ship.

BF: The S.S. Sucks To Be You.

I am tired of you around here moping and taking up the air you need to do something and to be put to work for a little while."

BF: Most parents make their kids join clubs or sports. Ozai makes his join the war effort.

Zuko just stared at his father mouth slightly open.

BF: Letting flies in, Zuko?

He couldn't believe what he was hearing,

BF: That’s because SEEING is believing.

he didn't want to go, he didn't care about the war just yet,

BF:  Only AFTER puberty do they develop an interest in girls and war mongering.

it wasn't fair he was only twelve.

BF: Tell that to Aang.

'How could he do this to me, his only son' Zuko thought he was speechless outside but his mind was screaming bloody murder.

BF: My mind screams bloody murder having to read this garbage.

"And I have also found a gaurdien for you will you are on the ship." said Ozai pulling zuko from his thoughts. Zuko looked up and saw a figure slowly walking out of the shadows.

BF: Ooooh, I hope its Guardian Bob from ReBoot.

(Bob, looking at Zuko) Oh God, it’s another Enzo Matrix.

He had know idea that someone was even here.

BF: This person has know idea how to BETA-read.

Soon the figure came into the light,

BF: As it realized the value of Christ’s message!

and of course it was non other then Lieutenat Zhao.

BF: Hey, alright! Zhao’s here! That’s means this fic won’t suck, right? (worried)…Why don’t I feel alright?

 The young lieutenant had a sick smirk on his face as he bowed towards his lord and prince.

BF: His smirk just needs some medicine and it will be all better.

"Lieutenant Zhao, will be your guardian" Said the Fire Lord "You will listen to him on this trip, Prince Zuko if not then I have given him permission to punish you as he sees it,

BF: Swabbin’ the poop deck!

(Zhao) And I want it so clean, I can eat off it! Because I INTEND to!

and then he shall report whatever you have done to me, and you can also expect a punishment when you return." Ozai finished.

BF: Nothing kills a fun time away from home like a chaperone.

Zuko just sat there his eyes wide and mouth open in amazement

BF: (Zuko) HOW did his sideburns get so big? WHAT did he feed those things?

he couldn't believe his hears

BF: I can’t believe my hears either.

 'What the fuck this can't be happening I did’t do anything how can he make this asshole in charge of me for one, Zhao hates me for only god knows why' Zuko thought.

BF: Maybe he hates you for your potty mouth, Zuko.

He eyed his father then Zhao pure hated leaking from them,

BF: Call the plumber, these guys have sprung a leak!

(Ursa) And they’re getting pure hatred all over my new floor!

he just wanted to scream his protest he tried to stare them both down or hoping that looks would really kill this time.

BF: Only people who really enjoy life get to die young, Zuko.

"I assure you my lord that the prince is in good hands."

BF: Good for groping boy ass, anyway.

Zhao said breaking silence that surrounded the fire lit room.

BF: Yes, but who’s going to pick up those pieces of silence laying around now?

"Good, any questions, Zuko" Ozai said coolly.

BF: (Zuko) YOU CRAZY, FOOL?

Zuko opened his mouth but then closed it, re-opening it and said in a low voice

BF: (Zuko) I have no control of my jaw.

"Should I start packing?"

BF: Only what you need.

(Zuko) A tazer.

"Come along, my prince." said the young lieutenant with his arms folded behind his back. Zuko groaned "I’m coming keep your damn armor on, you bastard" Zuko muttered

BF: Oh, the armor stays on for a few chapters more, Zuko.

"What did you say!" Zhao hissed whipping around to face the boy.

BF: You know, Zuko, freedom of speech also carries with it the freedom to bitchslap someone in response.

"I didn't say anything." Zuko said smile of innocents

BF: (singing) But he’s not that innocent!

"When are we to bored."

BF: When we start reading this fic, I guess.

he asked dully

BF: His question is about as sharp as the author’s wit.

Zhao eyed the boy for a long time

BF: Unfortunately, Fire Nation armor hid the boy’s meats.

trying to find some weakness but soon gave in, ’I’ll fine it eventually’

BF: Like he found the Avatar?

 "Now" he said shortly "Come, I will escort you to your room." Zhao said as he bored

BF: The audience.

the large navy ship

BF: Part of the Old Navy.

(Zhao) With trendy tees for only $9.99!

Zuko had never been on a ship

BF: Holy ship, really?

it would have maybe been a nicer trip if he actually wanted to go and if this lame ass wasn't controlling everything he does.

BF: (Zhao) Hey! I’m not lame!

 ' how was am I going to last a month on here and what the hell was am I going to do twiddle my thumbs all day!! '

BF: Well, you can go suck on your thumbs, Zuko, since you’re being such a baby about it.

When they stopped Zhao took out a key that opened the door

BF: Since, you know, that’s what keys DO and all…

that they had stopped at he stepped in and let zuko pass him.

BF: (Zhao, snidely) Ladies first.

(Zuko, snidely) Age before beauty, Zhao.

The room wasn't that big but it was good enough for a young prince;

BF: The broom closet.

there was a pretty big bed on the opposite side of the room

BF: Zuko got suspicious when he noticed it was round…and had a mirror on the ceiling.

and tapestries on the wall. Also a dress to his left

BF: (Zuko, outraged) What is that dress doing here? The cut is all wrong for me!

and a study table to his right.

BF: As to WHAT would be studied…we leave to your imagination.

Zuko sighed he knew he was going to get home sick,

BF: Not to mention sea sick.

all he really wanted to do was to crawl into bed and not leave it till the trip was over.

BF: A month long pout-fest? No kid can be in a funk THAT long, right? Well…this IS Zuko…

He felt Zhao's eyes boring into the back of his head.

BF: (Zuko) You mind not eye-raping me till later?

"Prince Zuko, dinner is at seven p.m. be read then and if you don’t wish to go I will drag you down there personality. Is that understood."? Zhao said threateningly.

BF: I see Zhao is as good with dinner invitations towards Zuko as the Beast is with Belle.

Zuko however looked shocked by the way he had just spoken to him.

BF: (Zuko) What the hell kind of sentence was that?

“WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU AR-" he couldn't finish his outbrust because he was cut off by Zhao, who had just smacked in across the face with great strength

BF: Oh, yay, our first bitchslap. I was wondering when it would show up.

"I THINK, I AM YOUR GAURDIEN, AND I THINK, YOUR FATHER TOLD YOU THAT YOU ARE TO LISTEN TO ME." He roared, Zuko was wincing with every word

BF: (Zuko, fearfully) The capslock, the capslock!

in fear of being smacked yet again. "NOW YOU WILL BE AT DINNER OR I WILL DRAG YOU THERE IS THAT CLEAR ZUKO." he finished as Zuko nodded.

BF: WORST. BABYSITTER. EVER.

"Good." said zhao "Make sure of it." and with that he left the room, slamming the door behind him locking it as well.

BF: Never fear! When Zhao locks a door, God opens a window!

Zuko just stared at the door, feeling mixed feelings of anger, confusion, and hurt.

BF: Don’t worry, these feelings are normal. They’re part of growing up!

He reached up to his face, gingerly touching the slap mark on his cheek.

BF: Which cheek? Face or bottom?

He felt a tear of pain roll down his face, he realized that there was no way out of this

BF: (Aang) Relax! When Zhao had me imprisoned, I was saved by the Blue Spi…oh…wait…sorry.

and that he just had to deal with it. And with that he striped down into his undershorts

BF: For easier child molestation!

and crawled into hoping that tonight would be better then right now.

BF: (darkly) I wish we ALL shared your optimism, Zuko.

But soon he found sleep

BF: It had fallen behind the sofa.

and slipped off into it dreaming of the day he just might be able to see his mother once more.

BF: Not so long as the “Buy One, Get One ½ Off” sale was going on at Payless!

Authors note: also if you flame and do not leave a reply address I will reply to you and bitch out were everyone can see

BF: Idiots DO love to make their fights public.

Rini koi

 

I BET YOU HARDENED (NO PUN INTENDED) MST3K READERS THINK THIS FIC ISN'T REALLY THAT BAD. OH, BUT IT GETS SO MUCH WORSE. THE REMAINING THREE PARTS WILL BE UP SOON!
HERE'S THE SECOND PART TO OUR EPIC TALE OF FAIL, AND YOU SLOWLY START TO REALIZE JUST HOW BAD THIS FIC IS. ENJOY~!

TO READ THE OTHER CHAPTERS OF THIS MST3K, AS WELL AS OTHER HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE FICS, CLICK THE TAG!
 

a/n: warnings: rape, child abuse, language

BF: Warnings? More like reasons not to read!

Chapter 2 trouble

Dark clouds filled the sky as a young boy ran up the rolling hills.

BF: Good luck finding the silver lining here, though!

''Mom?" he said quitely. Looking at the slender figuer standing upon the cliff, her hair flowing in the sea brezze.

BF: And picking the extra “z”s out of her hair.

Zuko walked cautiously up to her, never blinking or taking his eyes off the woman.

BF: “If you see something that looks human and isn’t, you keep your eyes on it and feel for your hatchet…”

"Mom...is that you?" his voice raising a small bit trying to speak over the wind.

BF: Oh, what we wouldn’t give for an airbender now.

Fianlly the woman turn to look at the boy. She wore a thin frown on her pale face,

BF: Her frown had been in the washing machine one too many times.

her eyes filled with sorry and pity. They both stood there, no one said a word. Ursa made first move,

BF: Striking with her Spinning Blades Attack!

and walked gracefully over to her son and knelled down to his height. She sighed "Zuko, I'm so sorry for what you are going through." she paused

BF: Puberty is never easy.

"I want nothing more than to be with you, but you must be strong, and must never lose hope or faith in what you believe in, my son."

BF: That’s right Zuko! You can overcome this shitheap of a fic!

she leaned closer and kiss his forehead softly. Zukos' head now was lying on her shoulder, slient tears falling from his golden eyes.

BF: Jeez, even a mama’s boy in fics!

Suddenly Ursa sezied her son's shoulders, and began to shake him violently.

BF: No, Ursa, you should only do that to very small children.

"Wake up, whelp!" she screamed into his face

BF: “You’re going to be late for school, whelp!”

Zuko was shocked; his mother would never speak to him this way.

BF: Zuko seems shocked by the tones of everyone around him.

(Zuko) Where is the reverence?

Nor did he understand what she was asking of him, all he did was stare into her eyes'. Looking at the rage apon his mothers face scared him,

BF: (Ursa) You will NOT sleep past noon, young man!

as he tightly closed his eyes

BF: (Zuko) False face! False face!

letting whatever was left of his tears to spill out.

BF: Another two gallons?

''I SAID WAKE UP!" a new voice came into his mind, new but, not unfimiliar.

BF: The one that told him to burn things.

Zuko suddenly felt a massive suge of pain running across his right cheek,

BF: Quick! Turn the other cheek!

and eyes flung wide with horror, to be looking stiaght into the face of, not his mother but, the fumed leutenait Zhao.

BF: Wow. There’s a crappy way to wake up.

(Zuko) This is worse than when Azula put gum in my hair!

Zuko's eyes sored

BF: (Zhao) I’m not that much of an eyesore!

aross his surroundings; the cold hard metal walls, small window, an iron door.

BF: No place like home!

No he was no were near the place where he wanted.

BF: (Zuko) I’m not in Kansas anymore!

Now leting his tired eyes rest apon the man who sat on the edge of his bed, his hands on the boy's bare shoulders, nails digging into soft pale skin.

BF: Careful, Zhao, you dig in too much, and those press-ons will pop off.

Taking a deep breath Zhao spoke once again "Get up, Prince Zuko.'' each word was stessed

BF: Working sixty hour weeks was enough to stress ANY word.

as the man rose, now towering over the boy.

BF: The sideburns eclipsing the sun.

''Why" zuko asked irritably, as he glared at the man, upset that he had waken him in such a way.

BF: Now, Zuko, you’re not going to learn anything by getting slapped a SECOND time!

Angered by the boys manner Zhao, slaped him hard on the face again, smiling wickedly as he was able to make the child wimpered.

BF: Oh, come on, Zuko! Suck it up! Wait…not like that!

''Beacuse, I can not have my prince skipping meals and losing weight that would be dreadful, now wouldn't it?" Zhao asked sweetly.

BF: Yep. More for squeezin’ is plenty pleasin’.

Zuko nodded slowly, gingerly touching his sore face. Sliding off the bed, he stood, only now realizing that he was only dressed in his undershorts.

BF: AND he had to give an essay to the class.

Zhao smirked sickly, which made Zuko move to his other foot uneasly. They both stood there making no move.

BF: Awkwaaaaaaard.

"I...I need to get dressed" Zuko studdered.

BF: I’m sure Zhao has something leather you can strap on.

Zhao nodded solomnly "I'll be waiting out side"

BF: Really? I’d think he’d wanna wait INSIDE.

with that he went to the door and opened it "oh and don't take too long, or else you will regret it."

BF: Zhao is rather liberal with his slappings.

with that he slammed the door shut behind him. Zuko shuddered, he quickly made his way to his dresser; which had already been packed with his clothes.

BF: One sailor schoolgirl outfit, one Arabian princess outfit, one bikini…

sighing he took out a pair of black pants and a dark red turnic. He hurried as he dressed not wanting know what he ment by "or else".

BF: In this case, I think ignorance would be bliss.

After he was dressed, Zuko looked at himself in the moirror;

BF: Only to notice he put his pants on backwards and his shirt inside out.

not the best look for the crown prince but right now it didn't matter.

BF: It’s a ship, Zuko, not the runways of Milan.

He opened the door hopeing zhao was lying about being outside, unfourently he was not.

BF: He was dancing a jig.

He was seized but his upper arm rougly by Zhao. "Come along now, Prince Zuko" he said swiftly. He dragged the prince with him, as he started down the long halls. "Now, do not speak with anyone, make no eye contact, just stick with me for the sooner you eat the sooner you go back in your room."

BF: Sheesh! By the way he’s treated, you’d thik he was a woman from the Northern Water Tribe!

“Why can’t I talk with anyone?” Zuko blurted out.

BF: (Zhao) Because you say stupid things like “We can’t send a division in to get slaughtered! That’s cruel!”

“Because, you have not right to, and you are to do as I tell you, I do not need a reason for my actions.” he hissed.

BF: Because he HAS NONE.

He heard Zuko mumble something under his breath, making his head snap around. “What was that.” he sneered.

BF: (Zuko) I said you smell like ass.

“uh…nothing.” Zuko spoke quickly hanging his head. But Zhao just snorted but let the unheard comment pass. He continued to read out the prince's rules.

BF: But, of course we know rules were made to be broken. Or worked around.

But, Zuko wasn’t even interested in what he had to say.

BF: Listening is not one of Zuko’s strong points.

(Iroh) Dammit, the breath! You must use BREATH for firebending!

The prince was silent the whole way down the corridors.

BF: Perhaps, if he made no noise, Zhao wouldn’t notice him there!

He didn’t really look around, he didn’t have time to either, for Zhao was still dragging him along.

BF: It would have been more comfortable if Zhao didn’t insist doing it by the hair.

off Not even noticing Zhao still speaking but that didn't matter when the young prince got a whiff of what smelled like;

BF: Rotting butt and dead fish.

cooked samon. Putting a hand over his stomach,

BF: Would fish agree with the baby?

Zuko was just remebering how hungery he was.

BF: Hungery for some good ol’ fashioned spelling!

When they fianlly came to a halt, Zhao turned and faced the boy. "Now" he said in a frim voice "do you remeber what I just said" Zuko not caring about it just nodded his head ready to eat his fill.

BF: (Zuko) I think he said something about “wak wak wakwak waaaak, wak wak wak!”

"Good, come"

BF: Why do I have an awful feeling I’ll see this phrase in the later chapters?

with that he let go of the prince's small hand, put on a poliet smile,

BF: Poliet…like toilet, which is where this author’s spelling is dragged up from.

and opened the door for him. The change in additude shocked Zuko,

BF: (Zuko) Tell me where that attitude adjustment button is!

he stepped into the galley, with Zhao right behind him.

BF: Zhao was always at his behind. Haha…ugh.

SCENE CHANGE

BF: (whiplash)

Zuko ran as fast as he could hearing the inraged Lieutenat boots behind him. Bearthing

BF: I’m about to bearth a cow. WHAT the hell happened to spell check?

 heavily he violently opened the door infornt of him which lead to the deck. ' why did I do that, how could I be so stupid, Azula’s right I am such a cults '

BF: Looks like the author is “cultsy” at hitting the right keys! Sheesh!

Zuko thought trying to find a place to hide, with not much luck.

BF: (Zuko) Behind my hands? That’ll work!

Flashback

Zuko sat down where zhao had directed him.

BF: On the toilet.

(Zhao) You don’t leave this room till you’re potty trained.

Then the man whom zuko thought to be the cook,

BF: From the “Kiss the Chef” apron he wore.

bowed deeply and set a large fish in front of him.

BF: Fish heads, fish heads, rolly polly fish heads! Eat ‘em up, yum!

The room was dead silent,

BF: You could say the silence was rather grave.

and zuko felt that everyone was staring at him. He was right.

BF: Yay. More pedophiles?

Calmly zuko began to eat his food, making sure he didn’t act like a slob.

BF: (Zuko) Must. Use. Fork.

 He felt zhao’s cold, dim-golden eyes on him the whole time, making him even more nervous.

BF: (Zuko) Do I have something in my teeth?

 But, Soon the men began to speak and eat once again about women,

BF: (Men) Please, take my wife.

 the war,

BF: (Man) Look, I didn’t vote for him.

and what not.

BF: …to do.

(Man) Fire Flakes are only meant to be taken in through the mouth, you idiot!

 Taking some of the nervousness away from the young boy.

BF: Leaving Zhao to take away his innocence.

 But then a man came up and sat next to him

BF: (Zuko) SEAT TAKEN.

“How is you stay, my prince ?” he asked kindly, he looked older, Zuko thought he was more then likely to be the captain.

BF: When the man offered him crunchberry cereal, his suspicions were confirmed.

Zuko looked slowly over to zhao seeing that face saying ‘if you spoke he would regret it.’ But he was in public Zhao couldn’t do anything to him.

BF: Which is WHY he should beg for help.

Smirking he looked back at the man.

“Quite nice, thanks” he lied though he teeth, but he spoke in a cheerful voice

BF: No, Zuko. Bad. That is not getting help.

The man nodded and said “glad, please enjoy the rest your stay, Prince Zuko” he got up bowed and left the galley.

BF: Zuko, you dumbass. Must be what Zhao sees in you.

Zuko turned his attention to Zhao who just glared at him darkly. They just looked at one another for a long time.

BF: (Zuko) Do you have a map? Coz I keep getting lost in your eyes!

Suddenly the cooked laid a hand on Zuko‘s shoulder.

BF: (Zuko) No, I don’t want to eat that. Take it back.

He had been trying to get his attention by calling his name, but failed.

BF: Try slapping him. It seems to work a little better.

This startled zuko who jumped out of his seat knocking the tea pot,

BF: This kid is jumpier than Momo at a Hawkers Convention.

that was filled with scolding hot water, out of the mans‘ hands‘. And just his luck to have it knocked into Zhao’s face.

BF: (Zhao, shrieking) Not the face!

Who screamed in pure pain, quickly standing up, knocking over the table while doing so. A man next to him splashed his water on him,

BF: That’s what Zhao gets for sitting in the Splash Zone.

trying to ease the pain.

BF: Too bad that water was also scalding.

Zuko, who had been watching the scene, found himself

BF: Between a rock and a hard-on, if I had to guess where this will lead.

backed up into the cold metal wall, in complete fear of what might happen to him.

BF: All you need do is read ahead to find out, Zuko.

Zhao, looked up at the prince in back of the galley, and oh if looks could kill Zuko would have died right were he stood.

BF: Unfortunately, anything that doesn’t kill you usually makes you wish it did.

In a low growling voice zhao said “get over here…”

BF: Scorpion plays “Zhao” in “The Prince’s Punishment”!

he paused when zuko didn’t move “NOW” he yelled

BF: Try luring him to you with bacon!

That got the boy to move alright. But instead of going to Zhao he ran to the door, opened and flied as fast as his leg would carry him.

BF: (singing) I believe I can fly! I believe I can touch the sky!

He could here zhao and some soldier who wanted a show behind him.

BF: Ya know, I don’t think Zhao’s in the mood to be giving anybody a show.

It was prouing out,

BF: I wonder if the author is dyslexic, and that explains her abandon at letter order.

But, for the young prince that was the least of his worries, as he heard Zhao yelling at him.

BF: “KID! You dropped your wallet!”

But the words did not reach young Zuko who was now right near the opening of the rail on the deck shacking with fear,

BF: Sigh…I’m shacking my head at WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH THIS SPELLING.

as turned he saw a large figure coming towards him.

BF: And it wasn’t The Hulk.

"Come here" said the stern voice of the Lieutenat. When Zuko didn't respond Zhao advanced on him rather quickly and took him by supirse.

BF: Surprise…with balloons and everything!

Zuko acting only in refexles;

BF: Pissing himself?

jumped behind Zhao, pushing him over bored.

BF: …That was all “reflex”, huh?

(Zuko) That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.

As Men that came with him,

BF: There are people getting off on this?

ran to the side of the ship tossing a ’over board’ rope down, hoping Zhao would grab on.

BF: When Zhao screamed “TOSS ME THE BOUY!”, Zuko found himself promptly thrown overboard.

The prince felt someone pull him aside, having a frim grip on his shoulder so he could not flee once more.

BF: Be grateful it’s not around your neck, Zuko.

When they Fianlly got the young Lieutenat back on the ship the rain had already died down,

BF: Wait, rain? When did that happen? I was too busy watching Zuko make a fool out of Zhao.

and Zuko got a perfect look of his garudian; his hair was down and sticking to his face, eyes were blood shot and he look like he was about to spit fire, his fist were balled and his form shaking violently with anger.

BF: (Zuko) Are you trying to SEDUCE me?

The Soldiers threw a towel over him,

BF: (laughs) That’s about as good as giving him one square of toilet paper when he’s stranded on the can.

but his who’s eyes never left the child.

BF: No child left behind.

"Give him here." he said to the soldier who had Zuko. The man walked him over (more liked pushed) to Zhao, who then sezied him by the scruff of the neck.

BF: Zuko’s in the doghouse now.

"Come prince Zuko, we have to take care of a few things"

BF: Business.

He growled. The boy just whimpered "Sorry"

BF: But you KNOW he’s not.

"Oh don't worry, my prince, I'll make sure your sorry." he replyed shoving the prince in his room. "I'll be back in thrity-mintines to deal with you and, your punishment."

BF: (Zhao) I need to find something hard and spiky to beat you with.

a sick smrik came on when he said that. The same sick feeling zuko had earlier came back to him. Tear fell from the boy's eyes

BF: (dramatically) But you could not see, as he was in the raiiiin…

as the door was slammed shut and locked, leaving the future ruler of the fire nation alone in the dark.

BF: Children in the dark make accidents, but accidents in the dark make bad fic porn.


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Chapter 3: The Princes punishment

He didn’t know how long it had been already.

BF: It’s been three chapters, yo.

What seemed like hours were a few moments, he didn’t know how much longer of this he could take.

BF: Maybe we should take up the author’s advice and get the hell out of here?

Zuko went to up to some candles, tripping over a few of his items while he did so.

BF: Bear traps, mostly.

He finally got to the candles and lit them so he didn’t have to be in solitary confinement.

BF: Candles DO make for illuminating company.

’Great look what you have got in yourself into Zuko’ He thought.

BF: Hindsight never saves your hindquarters.

 ’Who knows what that pervert has planned’.

BF: I’m guessing something perverted.

He walked over to his bed and flopped down on it, still tired even after his nap earlier.

BF: Well, after all his wacky antics, I don’t blame him.

He was tired and he was wet.

BF: From soiling himself.

All he wanted to do was go home but, no he was here.

BF: Stuck at summer camp.

In this sorry excuse for a ship, at the mercy of an enraged Lieutenant. He didn’t know what to do or how to get out of this uncountable situation

BF: (The Count) Never say uncountable! Ah Ah Ah!

he knew that any second now Zhao was going to come back.

BF: Hide under your covers! He can’t get you there!

Sighing deeply into his pillow,

BF: Perhaps he can use that pillow to practice being a good love slave?

Zuko realized he would just have to bear with it, for there was nothing he could possible do.

BF: (Picard) Something’s only impossible until it isn’t.

He could try to fight, but, what good with that do, Zhao could over power him easily; there was not point in it.

BF: The force was strong with that one.

After what it seemed an eternity, Zuko, who was almost alseep

BF: Yes, impending doom always lulls me to sleep.

heard foot steps outside his chambers. He prayed that whatever Zhao’s ‘punishment’ was going to be, it would be over with quickly.

BF: Knowing Zhao, I doubt it.

He heard the sound of a key enter the lock and turn, and then the iron door began to open, the creak of the hinges made the boy wince,

BF: (singing) I hear you walking by my front door…I hear the creaking on the kitchen floor…

as the sound echoed throughout the room. Zuko wasn’t truly awake enough to have prefect vision but he could tell by Zhao’s posture that he was much calmer then before.

BF: For starters, he wasn’t gripping anything sharp.

He blinked trying to get his vision clear once more,

BF: For red-eye, itchy-eyes, or sleep-induced blindness, use Clear Eyes!

finally getting all the fogginess out of his eyes so the young prince could see his guardian a little better.

BF: And do you LIKE what you see?

What it looked like no emotion to some, Zuko could see it was more of a thinking expression that Zhao possessed on his face.

BF: A lot of thought had to go into how Zhao was going to skin Zuko alive.

Zhao took a step forward into the room, closing the door and locking it behind him.

BF: Don’t forget the “Do Not Disturb” sign!

There was no sound made just pure silence between the two, and that’s what made Zuko even more scared, not that he was.

BF: The calm before the porn.

The way the candles hit the lieutenants face were haunting just look wrong to Zuko.

BF: The way the sentence just strung a bunch of thoughts together with no consideration of phrasing was obnoxious just sound stupid to Booter.

Who was sitting on the small bed never letting his eyes off the older man.

Zhao did the same;

BF: Stare off!

he studied the prince trying to find weaknesses in his form.

BF: Try looking between the ears.

Which didn’t take much effort he could tell the boy was soft and fragile, abandon and abused.

BF: Zuko had been abused in all the wrong ways…but Zhao would abuse him in all the RIGHT ways.

 A wicked smile came creeping along his face. He tried his best to hide it but with no avail.

BF: It was sticking out of the corner of his mouth.

Zuko, even in the dim lighting could see it, as shivers ran down his spine.

BF: And not the good kind of shivers, either.

Zhao took another step forward coming into full light, His hair was down still, and was a little damp, he also looked much cleaner,

BF: He had also shaved. Everywhere.

 ‘he probably got to take a bath’ Zuko thought, upset that Zhao got that privilege before him.

BF: Zuko knew the next time he used the bathtub, there was going to be a carpet in there.

 His eyes danced like the flames of the candles.

BF: (singing) See the fire in his eyeees!

He was now in arms reach of the boy.

BF: Molestation Range!

Zuko didn’t move from were he sat he sat on the bed. For he was to busy thinking of what was going to happen, that he hadn’t seen Zhao advance from the door, to towering over him.

BF: Uh, just saying, maybe he should focus on the present a little more.

Zuko gulped visibly. Without any warning Zhao reached out and grabed the prince by the

BF: Hell-O!

 collar of his turnic, raising him up to his eye level. “Well, little boy,

BF: (Zhao) What do YOU want for Christmas?

seems like we got ourselves into a tad bit of trouble” Zhao whispered into the prince’s ear.

BF: (singing) It’s fun gettin’ into trouble!

Zuko’s only response was a whimper. He wasn’t to comfortable being held up in the cold air by his turnic,

BF: There are a lot worse things he could hold you up by.

Like he was, not like anyone could be. He tired to get down

BF: With his bad self!

but Zhao held him to tight.  The young prince grunted  “LET ME DOWN” he yelled still trying to get away from him. The man just laughed cruelly

BF: (Zhao) Tee hee hee!

“I don’t think so.” With that he backhanded the prince several times. “OUCH, QUIT IT”

BF: “KNOCK IT OFF, OR I’M TELLING!”

He shouted trying to move his head to escape the blows that were coming.

BF: That isn’t the only head that’ll get blown tonight, Zuko.

But it didn’t help. The blows finally stopped and zuko tasted the saltiness of

BF: Whoa. This porn moves fast!

blood. He could feel it running down his chin as he looked at Zhao warily.

BF: (Zuko) Did YOU do that?

He just smirked and dropped the boy onto the floor.

BF: Just like Ozai used to do when Zuko was a baby!

He fell with a “THUD”. Groaning as he tired to get up, but, Zuko was put back down but Zhao’s boot

BF: Let’s just be grateful it wasn’t his golf shoes.

that was upon his chest, pinning him onto the cold hard metal floor. Realizing that he might be able to get out,

BF: If he could just reach to press the “escape” button.

for zhao was crouched a bit

BF: Crouching Zhao, Hidden Genitals.

and he realized that he was in legs reach.

BF: I’m sure if you asked Zhao nicely, you could be in arms reach too.

With that Zuko tossed all his

BF: Cookies

weight into his leg and threw it up hitting Zhao right in his nither region.

BF: …Nither? Is that next to the nether region?

“ARGHHH!!” Zhao screamed forgetting about Zuko for the second as his hands flung to his crouch.

BF: “Nither region”. “Crouch”. HOW the hell does this author intend to write porn if she can’t spell the goods RIGHT? Will I be reading paragraphs about Zhao’s “pinis” next?

“YOU, LITTLE SHIT. GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE” he shouted to Zuko

BF: “COME BACK AND TAKE YOUR MEDICINE!!!”

who was running to the door. He tired to get it open but he had forgotten that Zhao had locked them in and he was the only one who had to key.

BF: Shoulda frisked him, Zuko.

Cursing to himself, the prince suddenly felt large, rough hands pick him up,

BF: Hagrid to the rescue!

flinging over Zhao’s shoulder. “NO, NO LET ME GO, PUT ME DOWN NOW MONKEY FACE”.

BF: (Zhao) But you’re the gorilla of my dreams!

Zuko began to beat his fists on Zhao’s back, but it didn’t seem to bother the man to much.

BF: (Zhao) Actually, could you do that a little lower and to the left?

He then felt himself being dropped; fortunately he landed on the soft bed.

BF: But Zuko! The bed is where SEX happens!

He looked up to see Zhao towering over him once more, just to show that he still had some fight in him zuko tried to talk his way out.

BF: I think negotiations ended with the crotch kick.

“You are going to learn what happens when you fail to listen to MY orders, prince Zuko.” Zhao snarled

BF: There will be slapping…but not on the wrist.

“Oh yeah, HA what exactly are you going to do …SPANK me” Zuko said sarcastically.

BF: Don’t give him ideas, Zuko.

He acutlly sort of hoped that was it,

BF: Um. Well.

he would rather have his ass beat then other then what his eyes were telling him what was going to happen.

BF: Listen, either way, your ass is going to be hurtin’.

Zhao laughed at this, “Don’t worry my prince, once I’m though with you you’ll be wish I would‘d whipped you,

BF: Wait, you mean that wasn’t part of the sex plan?

however I’m sure you father can deal with what you have just requested.

BF: Um. EW.

Once we get back to the Fire Nation that is.” Zuko had almost forgotten, Zhao was to report everything that he did wrong to his father.

BF: (Ozai, reading) What, he didn’t swallow? That kid is in for it now!

’Well this day just keeps getting better and better doesn’t it’

BF: Only for the authoress.

 the young prince screamed to the heavens mentally.

BF: (God) Do you guys hear that?  No, seriously, do you hear that high-pitched ringing? …Huh.

“HEY” was all zuko got out as the older man pushed him backwards onto his bed and climbed on top of him, he then began to strip him of his turnic and pants.

BF: (Zhao, slyly) We MUST get you out of these wet clothes!

‘No’ Zuko thought ’No this can not be happen to me.’

BF: Of course not. This is all in the sick mind of the authoress.

 He tried to push the Lieutenat off of him,

BF: But that was pushing his luck.

 but Zhao easily took both his wrist thin wrist and pinned them up over his head.

BF: However, Zhao had not anticipated the amount of blood that would seep out after he skewered Zuko’s wrists to the bed.

After Zhao had gotten off

BF: Wow. That was quick.

all of Zuko’s cloths, which was quicker

BF: Than Pakku’s wit

then the frightened prince could blink, he began to undress himself.

BF: (Zhao) See, unlike you, I am a BIG KID, and I can undress myself.

The prince struggled with all he was worth.

BF: Which was, I dunno, two copper pieces and some lint.

Knowing his mother would want him too,

BF: What! His MOM wants him too? Oh, yuck!

he almost got free

BF: But Zhao wasn’t falling for the jailbait this time!

by kicking him in the groin again but Zhao

BF: Wore a cup this time.

caught his legs within his own so he could not try to hit him, or barley move.

BF:  Then the biting came.

And all it got him was a hard slap in the face.

BF: Zhao sure is slaphappy.

“Try that again, Zuko and you will suffer much more then I have planned” he growled

BF: He’ll make Zuko watch the videos of this.

 throwing his upper armor to the ground.

BF: Really, Zhao, all you need off is the lower armor.

Zuko whimpered, tears already filling his eyes, he knew that there was absolutely no way out of this. He could yell, yes, but what good would that do

BF: Yes. The authoress would have her way and there was nothing that could change her sick, sick mind.

no one would come to his aid. And it would only anger Zhao more.

BF: Or make him harder. Either way.

Zuko watched as Zhao pulled off his turnic showing off his sculpture stomach, and arms.

BF: All three of them.

Zuko now was dead

BF: Yeah, no joke.

sure he was not going to get out of this now; Zhao looked down on his pray smiling sickly.

BF: Seems Zhao can only smile sickly. He really should take that smile to a doctor.

“Aw come now, my boy” he cooed

BF: (Zhao) ZUKO MAH BOI

“You brought this upon yourself”.

BF: (Zhao) Playing hard to get!

Zuko just stared at him trying to hold in his sobs “W-what are you going t-to do with me” the boy stammered.

BF: (Zhao, slyly) I’m going to do the best I can.

He had to speak he couldn’t take the silence growing thick in the air.

BF: I can think of something else that’s growing thick, too.

He heard the man chuckle softly “What am I going to do to you? Well, my prince I am going to fuck you”

BF: (dies inside) What the hell is wrong with people that compels them to write child rape? Especially of poor Zuko? Was his childhood not traumatic enough you need to throw in more crap in there? Obviously, this person has no understanding of what child rape IS, or they would have enough tact and decency to know better than to write it.

He said simply it was obvious, but,

BF: No one could believe this shit was actually being written.

he figured that the prince was far too innocent.

BF: Little did Zhao know Zuko kept tabs on the sex lives of his maids.

So he explained “Its is going to be fun for me miserly for you, pleasure for me and pain for you, a reward for me and a punishment for you.”

BF: (Zhao) Awesome butt-thumping action for me, owie-booboo butt for you!

Zuko’s eyes were as wide as the morning gongs.

BF: And his brain as confused as the morning bongs.

He hadn’t realized that Zhao was already naked and thoroughly aroused.

BF: REALLY NOW.

He knew he felt something hard when Zhao had trapped his legs with his own,

BF: Yeah, his third leg. He uses it as a kickstand.

but he was never really taught anything about sex other than the basics.

BF: (Teacher) And then, we go out into the Cabbage Patch and collect allllll the babies…

And like always he was going to learn the hard way.

BF: ‘Hard’ way. Haha, no pun intended.

Zhao smirked at the look on young zuko’s face it was priceless.

BF: For everything else, use Mastercard.

After Zuko snapped out of his trace he head began to shake “please” he said quitely “please no don’t do this to me I will to anything, anything but this” But he could tell this had no effect on the man on top of him.

BF: Zhao had put in earplugs.

Instead Zhao got off

BF: Finally.

of Zuko legs and began to pull down the prince’s undershorts.

BF: (Zhao)  Batman underpants? How old are you, twelve?

(Zuko) Yeah.

(Zhao) Oh.

“PLEASE NO, DON’T DO THIS IM SORRY, OK? IM SO SORRY

BF: (shakes head) The only person who should be apologizing is the author.

JUST PLEASE.” The now sobbing prince cried as he was stripped of his last piece of clothing. Zuko’s body was shaking violently

BF: Zhao had activated Zuko’s vibrating mode.

(Zhao) Guess where I stuck the quarter!

from the cold air and from how frightened his was at the moment. Zhao stared down at the young boy infornt of him, eyeing every part of him hungrily.

BF: But we all know the piece of meat he eyed hungrily the most.

He saw that Zuko was probably just starting to come

BF: I doubt that, on account of the kid doesn’t seem to be enjoying himself.

into puberty judging by the small black hairs that had had grown on his crotch.

BF: The screaming for mercy also brought out how his voice kept cracking.

Feeling his length jump

BF: Rope? I’d be impressed then.

as Zuko began to whimper in agony. “Such a sweet sound you make” Zhao purred as he leaned forward and kissed the prince on the forehead.

BF: Kiss of DEATH!

“But if only further excites me, I suppose you like things to be harder then they must be”

BF: Aha, more “hard” puns. You’re killing me. No, really. You ARE.

(I KNOW, I KNOW I should put thrusted tongue into zuko’s mouth but this is a calmer moment

BF: wait…wha…IT’S A RAPE SCENE, YOU CRAZY BROAD!!! WHAT HELL ARE YOU THINKING???

It just wouldn’t fit and it’s my story so HA-HA sticks tongue out

BF: I thought you said no tongue.

sry on with the story)

BF: As if the rape wasn’t enough, we get it with commentary. God save us.

This made Zuko just sob and whimper even more, he began to wiggle down into the mattress.

BF: Do the worm, Zuko!

(Zhao) Do MY worm, Zuko!

After minutes of only hearing Zuko cry Zhao took action,

BF: Man, this foreplay sucks. And not in a good way.

He lifted Zuko’s small frame up into a better position.

BF: (Zhao) Bottom’s up!

Lifting the boy’s legs and spreading

BF: Peanut butter on them!

them, with a wicked smile, he pressed his throbbing length up against the shaking boy‘s hole.

BF: Hole in one, party of two.

Zuko’s cry’s became even louder as he felt the lieutenant’s cock against his entrance.

BF: “Sorry: NO ADMISSIONS”.

“YOUR JUST GOING TO FUCK ME WITH NO LUBRICATION.” he wailed pathetically,

BF: Uh-HUH. Knows nothing about sex, but knows enough to realize they need lube. SOMETHING ain’t right.  (realization) Oh yeah…it’s THIS WHOLE DAMN SCENE.

still trying to stall, and then for his legs were a little bit free he tried to knock the Lieutenat in the head.

BF: Which head are we aiming for?

But the prince didn’t have enough strength to do any damage, and Zhao only titter.

BF: Tittering: for the truly menacing rapist.

“Now, princeling, just behave yourself and this will go by quickly” Zhao whispered sweetly

BF: Quickly? I guess Zhao’s not known for his endurance in bed.

into the sobbing child‘s hear.

BF: Now…this could be a misspelling of “ear” OR “rear”, but either way…

He closed his eyes and bit his lip as he felt the monster push inside him.

BF: I’m sorry sir, that’s a one-way street!

Unable to control his voice, Zuko began to scream. “GET OUT, STOP, T-THAT HURTS, GET OUT OF ME NOW!!!”

BF: Remember, kids, Zhao isn’t really raping Zuko. The authoress is, using Zhao as her puppet.

(Zhao) This is one F***ED up puppet show!

Zhao just laughed, only his head had gone in and the prince had gone crazy.

BF: I mean, Zhao had his head up his ass ALL the time, didn’t hear him piss and moan!

“If you think that hurts, boy, then I don’t know how you’ll stand the rest.”

BF: (gravely) Neither do I.

He said darkly as he ruthlessly slammed the rest of his cock into the screaming child.

BF: It’s not a battering ram, Zhao.

Ignoring Zuko’s protest and pleas,

BF: “Save the Whales!”

he then began to thrust in and out widely.

BF: Like a truck, he could only make wide turns.

Zuko still tried to fight back, but it was hard,

BF: Oh, stop with the “hard” already!

for his hands were still held up over his head.

BF: Waving around like he just don’t care!

He tired pulling away, but that did no good, he bucked up his hip,

BF: What the buck?

and screamed in agony. Zhao however only moaned in pleasure.

BF: (Zhao) Oh, delicious shouta!

The sick bastard grunted and moaned as he rode the small prince,

BF: Winning the prize from the judges as they leapt the final gate!

he leaned in close “You see, Zuko, if you didn’t go looking for trouble,

BF: Which appears to reside in Zhao’s pants…

this wouldn’t be happing to you.” Zhao whispered into his ear. He enjoyed so much hearing the prince’s screams and cry’s for mercy. ‘He is such a pathetic little whelp’ Zhao thought has he kept ramming into the child.

BF: Dammit, Zhao, this isn’t Bumper Cars!

The prince was helpless, there was nothing more to do.

BF: …Firebending? Zuko can firebend in this fic, right?

All he wanted to do if anything, was to blackout, to just get away from this pain.

BF: …in his ass.

But, every time he seemed close, Zuko came back from one of the thrust. Then he thought of something. If he could get the Lieutenat angry enough with him, then maybe he would get hit

BF: (Zhao) I’m hittin’ that already! YOW!

so hard it would knock him out.

BF: That…that’s kind of a stupid idea, Zuko.

Zuko wanted blow

BF: No Zuko. Don’t give him what he wants.

fire into Zhao face, but instead of fire all he did was spit.

BF: WHY?

Zhao stopped for a moment and wipe the saliva off his face. He glared evilly at the frightened child under him, and pulled out.

BF: Which was hard, considering he did such a crappy park job.

“Why you, little brat” he growled “Your going to be sorry for that.” Zuko closed his eyes as the man began to backhand him once again. They came down so fast Zuko didn’t even know how many he was given.

BF: (Zhao) I’ll hit you so hard and fast your ancestors will feel it!

(Sozin) Ow!

It stopped when he felt the organ enter once more.

BF: Zhao certainly likes to donate his organs…

His plan had failed.

BF: What plan, exactly?

Zuko just gave up hope, and laid limp under the brut.

BF: Well, one of them was limp, anyway.

After a while Zhao let out a loud moan as he released inside the boy.

BF: (Zhao) Fly, my pretties, FLY!

Zuko grunted and closed his eyes tightly trying not to scream as he felt Zhao’s semen enter his wounds.

BF: I think salt would have felt better. ~*

When he re-opened his eyes, Zuko only saw Zhao smirking at him.

BF: (Zuko) Are you STILL HERE?

(Zhao) But I want to cuddle!

“Now, Prince Zuko, have you learned your lesson?”

BF: (Zuko) I learned your sex is lousy.

the prince sobbed and nodded just wanting the monster to leave.

BF: his butt alone

Zhao chuckled as he stood, once he got dressed. He walked to the door and looked back at the broken prince. Zuko was still laying were Zhao had left him.

BF: (Zhao) I’ll…uh…call you…sometime…

“sweet dreams, little prince.” with that he slammed the door shut. Zuko just laid there not knowing what to do.

BF: Psst! Report this fic!

He wanted to be cleaned, but he knew that Zhao had probably locked the door.

BF: Wipe yourself on the carpet. It ‘s what my cats do.

He slowly got up, wincing him pain as he stood. Grabbing

BF: Himself

some dry, lose panted and put them on carefully, not caring if his blood and Zhao‘s stuff

BF: It isn’t cotton.

stained them. The young prince sobbed as he crawled into bed, and hide under the half soiled covers.

BF: The only dry spot being in Zuko’s prone silhouette.

Closing his eyes Zuko tried to slip into his own world. “Mom” he said quitely. “Mom” he began to cry once again, needing and wanting physical comfort.

BF: Hey, let’s call Zhao back, then.

“Why does everything happen to me, what did I do to deserve all this.”

BF: Absolutely nothing, which is what makes this fic so WRONG.

That night Prince Zuko cried himself to sleep, dreaming of a horrid day that he would have to encounter. Even though he was alseep Zuko knew that the next few days would not be pleasant.

BF: All those awkward silences with Zhao.

Nor would the welcome home visit with his father.

BF: I don’t even WANT to know where that will go.

 

 

TUNE IN TO OUR LAST SEGMENT, AS OUR AUTHORESS ATTEMPTS TO JUSTIFY WRITING FICS WHERE ZUKO IS RAPED~~

HERE YOU GO, THE FINAL CHAPTER OF THIS TRAIN WRECK OF A FIC, IN WHICH OUR AUTHORESS TRIES TO DEFEND HERSELF FOR ESSENTIAL WRITING CHILD RAPE.  IF THIS DOESN'T KILL YOUR SOUL, IT'LL DEFINITELY PUT IT ON LIFE SUPPORT.

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Chapter four: Strong or weak

The next day, was nothing but pain and agony for the young boy.

BF: Taking a shit was the shits.

Zuko was woken up by the sound of his door swinging open heavily

BF: (Zhao) Heeereee’s Johnny!

and banging against the wall.

BF: Sex again? Already?

He looked up carefully, making sure he made no quick movement, or he

BF: Might startle Zhao.

 would be in loads of pain. What he saw didn’t surprise him, he could clearly see the silhouette Zhao standing in the doorway.

BF: The sideburns were a dead giveaway.

Zhao quickly made his way to the prince. Zuko yelped as he was picked up and tucked under the lieutenants’ arm. His whole body was sore from this monster, now it was even worse.

BF: Now he smelled like armpit.

He began to struggle, trying to get out of Zhao unbreakable grasp, but it was no use. He tried not to cry, but he could not help it, nor could he stop the tears that began to fill his eyes, he had never felt so weak before. Zhao moved swiftly throw the dim lighted halls, making the prince highly uncomfortable.

BF: (Zuko) Slow down! You’ll hit something!

Zuko grunted and groaned the whole way, wherever they were headed; it was farther away then Zuko had hoped. He tired to lift his head, but the pain made him fall limp once more.

BF: Good effort, Zuko.

Zhao then suddenly stopped at a door, and kicked it open.

BF: They HAVE doorknobs, Zhao.

Zuko winced at the contact; he thought that surly the door would fall off the hinges, surprised when it didn’t.

BF: The door is made of stronger stuff than Zuko, I guess.

Zhao entered the

BF: Young prince?

room and roughly dropped the prince

BF: Like he’s hot.

onto the cold, hard metal floor. He whimpered in fear that Zhao was going to assault him once more.

BF: Good thing he stashed a bottle of mace between his ass-cheeks just in case this should happen.

He was able to look up a bit to see that the room they were in was a bathroom,

BF: Either that, or a very strange kitchen.

and he also saw that the Lieutenat was heating water in the bathtub.

BF: Nothing soothes the ravages of rape like scalding water.

“Undress yourself, boy.” He demanded with out turning around to look at the broken prince.

BF: (Zuko, singing) I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor…You’re a little late, I’m already torn…

The child was terrified now,

BF: Bath time? NOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Zuko felt his whole body tremble,

BF: (Zuko, singing) I feel the earth move under my feet….

he didn’t know what to do,

BF: (dead inside) I’m sure Zhao is willing to teach him the basics.

and so he just stared where he was.

BF: (Zuko, staring) Wow, Zhao has a big butt.

However this wasn’t a very smart move.

BF: But at this point in the story, you and I know not to expect any smart moves from him.

Zhao violently twisted around

BF: (Zhao) AGHH MY SPINE

and grabbed the young boy by

BF: Hands to yourself, Zhao!

the scruff of the neck. Zuko yelped in pain and embarrassment as his pants were stripped from him

BF: Not for the first time, unfortunately.

and he was tossed into the tub.

BF: That’s what we call throwing the baby IN with the bath water.

“Now, listen closely, brat.” The man said deadly.

BF: Zuko HAD to listen closely, because Zhao was silent but deadly.

“You are to stay in there and clean yourself up,

BF: That means behind the ears too.

and when I come back, if your not here, or your not clean.

BF: (Zhao) Or if you’re not having a good time,

It won’t matter if you are the crown prince or not, I will make you wish you were never born.”

BF: I don’t think it’s a stretch to say he’s already does.

 Zuko lowered his head and his only reply was a soft sob.

BF: Come on, Zuko, at least put on a front!

(Zuko) I’d rather put on a towel.

Smirking at the boys’ weakness, Zhao left the room. Zuko didn’t do anything for a few minutes as he closed his eye trying to figure out how

BF: To work the bath nozzle.

(Zuko) To I twist, or push?

this was all happening. Then all of a sudden the night before flashed in front of his eyes,

BF: Uh-oh. Zuko’s having Hawt Flashes.

he felt like he was reliving all the pain and suffering.

BF: It’s never smart to re-read this god-awful fic.

Opening his eyes he picked

BF: A winner.

up a wash cloth that was hanging on the side of the tub. ‘Well at least I get to clean myself’ he thought.

BF: Remember to wipe front to back.

Wincing in pain every other move

BF: Mostly the ones that involved banging his head against the wall.

the prince decided that he was clean enough.

BF: Well, for Zhao, anyway.

He felt like a little child though, having to wait for someone to get them out of the bathtub.

BF: If only he had a little rubber ducky to play with while waiting.

 But, sadly even if the prince tried he would fail for his body wouldn’t allow that much control just yet it seemed.

BF: He can’t even get out of the damn tub?

(Zhao) I am THAT good.

So zuko just laid down in the water trying to take his mind away from everything, trying to be at peace.

BF: But, this was difficult, seeing as most of his effort was revolving around keeping his head above water.

But that didn’t last for long, for soon he heard thundering foot steps advancing on the bathroom.

BF: Sound like Zhao could stand to go on a diet.

The prince visible gulped as his keeper came back into the room. “Are you clean.” he asked simply.

BF: Considering all the “eeps” coming from Zuko…I’d say he’s “squeaky clean”.

Zuko nodded not able to look into his eyes.

BF: For surely he would turn to stone!

“Good.” was his only reply as he stomped over to the boy and grabbing his wet hair,

BF: His short n’ curlies.

he pulled the young child up out of the warm water.

BF: (Zuko) Um, towel please?

“Ouch, Zhao let go.” he cried out of pain as his hands flew up and grabbed Zhao’s

BF: (smirking) Lieutenanthood?

wrist. “Ha-ha, well, boy, seems like you’re not embarrassed with your body anymore.”

BF: Yeah, nothing brings out self-confidence like rape.

he indicated, as he dropped Zuko,

BF: Like a sack of bricks.

who was trying to cover himself. “Aw, come now, child, I have already seen you, it doesn’t really make sense that you are acting out like that.”

BF: (Zhao) I’ve driven the car, so sense in trying to hide what’s under the hood.

Zuko till could not look him in the eye,

BF: As gorillas often saw that as a direct challenge.

his face was burning with embarrassment and shame.

BF: And his ass burning with rape.

“Can I just have a towel?” he muttered to his ’guardian’

BF: You’ll be lucky if he gives you a square of toilet paper.

“Prince Zuko, what happen to manners.” Zhao said smoothly, knowing quite well that the boy would not challenge him at this.

BF: Yes, it’s very important to be polite to the people who physically and psychologically abuse you!

Zuko sighed “May I, please, have a towel?” he spat out quickly getting the self betrayal over with.

BF: (Zuko) Please, sir, may I have some more?

(Zhao) Moooore?

He was thrown a blood red cloth,

BF: We…won’t ask what that as used to wipe up before it was handed to Zuko…

catching it and rapping it around him,

BF: Nothing like busting a beat while drying off.

Zuko tried to stand up. Gritting his teeth he was able too.

BF: Guess the kid is so used to being on his back now, standing up is hard work.

Taking a deep breath he looked up into the eyes of the lieutenants’. The dark amber eyes met his once bright golden ones,

BF: Aw, those golden eyes just need a little spit-shine is all.

zuko quickly down casting his eyes to the floor, still in fear of the man standing before him. Without a word Zhao turned towards the door, hinting for zuko to follow.

BF: That hint being a sharp tug on his leash.

 Which he slowly did, the air around him hitting his skin like frozen lake water.

BF: He’s more in water out of the tub than he is IN!

Keeping up with Zhao’s strides, by the time they reached the prince’s quarters, Zuko was out of breath.

BF: (Zhao, singing) Can you keep up? Baby boy, make me lose my breath~!

Zhao pushed the door open and stepped aside for the prince to go in first.

BF: Why, what a courteous rapist!

Cautiously, Zuko walked in, hearing the door close after Zhao.

BF: Cue the “OH SHIT” department.

“Hurry up and get yourself dressed.

BF: (Zhao) Today, I’m thinking we’ll go with skintight jeans and a little halter top.

Then you are going to apologize for your rudeness and disrespect from last night.” He said coolly.

BF: (Zuko) I’m sorry…you’re an ass.

Zuko’s mouth dropped, and he just lost all his fear of this man.

BF: Well, good, because I’m tired of having to read about how Zuko can’t meet Zhao’s eyes in fear for the fiftieth time.

“Apologize? APOLOGIZE?!?!?!?!?” he screamed his face turning red with anger.

BF: Again, the only one who should be apologizing HERE, is the AUTHOR.

 “I have never disrespected anyone!” he hissed “And I have done nothing to you EVER.

BF: (Zuko) Except when I screamed at you…and got hot water spilled on you…and threw you overboard…and kicked you in the nuts…

I don’t know why treating me like dirt, I am YOUR PRINCE, you have no reason for you actions.” he roared

BF: Whoa! When Zhao told me his bed-fellow blew up, I thought he meant it was inflatable.

tears clouding his eyes, but he would not let them fall, he would not give him the pleasure

BF: Yeah, that was LAST night.

once more of seeing him in a week state.

BF: Ah, more of that week spelling.

Zhao glared daggers at the child standing before him,

BF: Which he had stolen from Mai’s arsenal.

even though he found it mildly amusing that the boy was trying to stand up to him,

BF: (Zhao) Stand? I prefer him kneeling.

even after what he had done, he felt his blood rise along with

BF: *ahem*…something else.

the fire coursing his veins. “Do. As. I. Say. Boy.” he spat each word.

BF: William Shatner plays Zhao in “The Prince’s Punishment”!

“Get dressed, Zuko, do it now

BF: Zhao needs to learn life isn’t about instant gratification. 

(Zuko) Especially in bed. I practically blinked and he was done!

and I will forget what you have just said.” “No.” Zuko argued the second wind of courage still in him.

BF: Ah, but Zhao was known for breaking winds!

“Yes, now do as I say, BOY.” Zhao yelled back, he did not think Zuko would be arguing with him, he thought that he had well broken this child.

BF: Zuko’s like plastic…he can be made into a sex toy, but it’s damn hard to break him.

“I WILL NOT, YOU ARE NOT MY BOSS!”

BF: (singing) You’re not the boss of me now! You’re not the boss of me now and you’re not so big!

(Zuko) Especially your wiener!

(Zhao) Life is unfair.

the twelve-year-old now felt a little foolish for basically Zhao is his boss,

BF: (singing) Zhao’s in charge, Zhao’s in charge, of our days and our nights. Zhao’s in charge, Zhao’s in charge, of our wrongs and our rights.

or his gaurdien anyways. But, no it still didn’t matter this man had harmed him emotionally and physically,

BF: His asshole had no traction left, thanks to him!

and now he wanted him to get dressed, when still here was in the room.

BF: You’d think he’d only wanna stick around for the undressing, but no, Zhao loves it both ways.

AND he was going to make him apologize for absolutely nothing. Even though zuko did push him over board,

BF: Uh. Yeah.

that was a complete accident.

BF: Oh, I know. *wink*

Taking a step closer to the boy. “If you do not do as I say right this instant, I will bring that same pain to you know, as I did last night.” he whispered darkly.

BF: No butts about it.

Suddenly the courage and stubbornness in Zuko’s eyes disappeared,

BF: Off for a smoke, I guess.

fear now took the up the space, his breathing became more rapid as he remembered what had happened.

BF: (Zuko) Oh no! Bad rape scene!

“No, please, I-I’ll get dressed, just please don’t…don’t hurt me.” he pleaded with him.

BF: No, stand proud Zuko!

(Zuko) I’ll need Viagra.

(BF) NOT LIKE THAT!

“Well then, little prince, you better hurry, I am only feeling generous for a short while.”

BF: (Zhao) This offer stands for a limited time only!

(Zuko) Oh, like your dong?

he cooed to the prince,

BF: We always knew Zhao was a stool pigeon, but now we have proof.

who nodded his face was now very red with embarrassment.

BF: My face is red with anger.

He went over to the dresser, he still felt the man’s eyes boring

BF: I find them boring too. How many times must I be told about a character’s eyes already?

into him, when he found some undershorts he was about to let the towel go and put them on, only to remember the pervert still in the room. Who was watching his every move.

BF: And judging him on technique.

 “Dress quickly, Zuko.” Zhao said mockingly. Holding in a sob, Zuko dropped the towel that was wrapped around his waist, he tried to put on his shorts as fast as he could. But he tripped while trying to get them pulled up,

BF: Giving Zhao a fantastic view of his ass.

(Zhao, wiping a tear from eye) Only in fanfiction could you get such perfect timing.

“HA-HA-HA-HA, seems like you still don’t have your sea legs yet, eh brat?” Zhao laughed.

BF: He hasn’t gotten his sea legs yet, but he’s sure a hell gotten a lot of semen.

’Oh, Agni, what I have I done to deserve this’ zuko’s thought screamed, as he jump up and pull up his undergarments in a hurry. “Hurry this up, Zuko.” Zhao said, Zuko could tell he was becoming impatient with him.

BF: (Zhao) I can’t wait to get my Hanes on you!

“I am trying to.” he replyed back. Zuko just once more grabbed a random tunic and pants.

BF: Plaids and stripes…bad choices, Zuko.

 Even though the pants were for sleeping he didn’t care really, he just wanted to cover his skin, for he had Goosebumps all over.

BF: It was probably a rash. Who knows what ports Zhao docks in?

“Brush out your hair, boy, you look like a peasant at the moment.” Zhao snapped.

BF: First he busts his ass, now he busts his chops!

Zuko didn’t say anything to that, even though he wanted to, doing as he was told. He grabbed his brush out of a drawer and began to brush his long black hair.

BF: Wow, these morning rituals are just as boring in fanfiction as they are in real life!

After he had brushed his hair and put it into a sloppy

BF: Joe.

ponytail, Zuko walked slowly over to Zhao, who was leaning against a wall.

BF: About to fall asleep from the boringness of this scene.

 “So, you ready, brat?” he asked carelessly. “Yeah.” Zuko said warily. As the walked down to the deck, Zuko was wondering if, just maybe, his father had planned this, if he had wanted Zhao to do this to him.

BF: Not only did Ozai want this, he wanted it made into DVD’s for his viewing pleasure!

He didn’t want to believe it, he kept pushing the thought into the back of his mind, but somehow it keep coming back to the front.

BF: Sort of like how “Capture the Avatar!” would several years later.

’No, father would never do that to me, he would never hurt me, he is only trying to be a good leader and father.’ Zuko argued with his thought

BF: Hahaha, come on kids, let’s laugh at the irony!

’who do you think your kidding, he would do anything to get what he wants, he would kill you, why do you think mother is gone? I’ll tell you because he KILLED HER, don’t you see? He is punishing ‘cause you didn’t die, and mom d-’

BF: No, Zuko, don’t listen to the author, she just wants to make you miserable so she can write half-baked angst!

the denial thought spoke up now ’YOU DON’T KNOW THAT, YOU DON’T KNOW THAT.’

BF: Innocent until proven a bastard!

’YES, YES I DO, SHE IS DEAD, DEAD, DEAD, DEAD.’ the voice taunted.

BF: Blue Dragon sure is working for its money tonight!

“STOP IT, NO SHE IS NOT” the young prince now screamed out loud.

BF: Zuko! Library voice!

He didn’t realize that he was already out side on the deck, and everyone was staring at him as he took short raspy breaths.

BF: (Zhao) I hate it when these kids have flashback attacks!

“Prince Zuko!” Zhao snapped seizing the boys shoulders and shacking him gently,

BF: Again, I must shack my head at this spelling.

and that was only because they were in public. Taking a deep breath and shacking off Zhao’s grasp the boy began to settle to his surroundings. A crowd of men were made around were the young prince stood,

BF: This better not be leading to a gang bang…

all mumbling among themselves, Zuko couldn’t make out

BF: Oh, I’m sure he’ll be making out soon enough.

what they were saying exactly he only saw their lips move.

BF: …suggestively.

“Are you mentally ill or something you stupid child? Zhao whispered harshly

BF: To the author.

for only the prince to hear, he was a little shocked himself at the prince's outburst. He nodded slowly eyes wide, fill with tears that were on the verge of falling.

BF: Damn, this boy cries more than a shoujo heroine.

“yeah…I’m fine.” Zuko looked around at the men, now feeling like a little child who had just thrown a tantrum. Zhao grunted and looked at the rest of the men as well and speaking very loudly “Our little prince has something he would like to say to all of you, of last nights little incident.” he sneered.

BF: (Zuko) Sorry ‘bout the loud rape, ya’ll.

All eyes were now on the young boy, who’s head was hung low.

BF: Three guesses where else he’s hung low.

Zhao gave him a nudge and a hard glare, “I…I…I apologize for my behavior.” Zuko muttered, but it was no one really heard it.

BF: Mostly cause no one really cared.

“So they can hear you, Child!” Zhao said gruffly.

“I SAID, I apologize for my behavior last night, it was unacceptable,

BF: Damn right. Boy should have fought harder.

and I promise it will never happen again!.” Zuko said quickly.

BF: Yeah, God knows I couldn’t take another sex scene.

When he saw the men nod and leave, looking some what satisfied and confused, he let out a sigh of relief. He looked up at Zhao, who had his eyes set out into the vast sea.

BF: Moby Dick was out there…somewhere…but that is another porn for another time…

“Now, for your war lessons.” he said with a bored tone, as he turned without looking at the boy, and went inside. Zuko followed close behind, having a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach once more.

BF: War lessons?

(Zhao) First lesson: No fraternizing with the enemy…unless you’re both drunk and horny.

 

 

 

STORYWILLCONTINUE

BF: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

 

Tootherthatreadthisstory

BF: Assuming you COULD read it…

orfinditatallwrongyouhavetothinkofthis…

BF: Yes, think of this FOR her, because god know SHE can’t

Ireallycouldn’tcarelessofwhatyouthinkdobelievereadseeectEctEct

BF: Which I find odd, considering this little rant and all.

Ifyoudon’tlikeitsimpledon’treadit

BF: What, and let this nasty ass fic go unchallenged? No, I’m going to make a LESSON out of it.

Thousandsofchildrengetrapedeveryminofeverydayit’sahugethinganditcannotbeignoredsoyouallhavetolivewiththatfactdon’ttrytoblockthingsout

BF: Wow. As if writing children’s rape isn’t bad enough, this author actually has the audacity to hide behind the “good cause” of “exposing children’s rape.”

You’ll excuse me for not applauding her so-called “good intentions”.

 When people truly understand and care about child rape, they know how deeply traumatic and troubling it can be on it’s victims, and realize it is not a subject to be trivialized or glamorized, or used as a jumping board for poorly contrived Zuko uke-angst.

Unlike THIS author.

WHAT part of this fic was supposed to enlighten me to the monstrosity of child rape? Was it the bad spelling?  A rape scene so horrible and completely unbelievable as to make readers unsure whether to wretch or laugh? The botched attempt to unravel the inner angst of Zuko’s mind? No, this is a stinky pile of shit, and saying it’s serving to bring awareness to a great injustice of the world only adds insult to injury. The only injustice THIS fic makes me aware of is of people who think it’s *okay* to use rape as a means of writing a “deep” and “dark” fic.

Loveallthereviewsandreaderswhoenjoymylittlestory

BF: Chris Hansen will be contacting all of you later.

BAIBAI

BF: EFF YOU.

 

 

Now, stop right there, there’s no reason to punch your fist through your computer screen in an act of rage and hate. I know that fic has hurt all of us…especially Zuko…but let’s try to save that anger for the rating, yes?

 

Redeeming Feature: At least other characters weren’t involved. But if you can find any other redeeming features than THAT, you have more forgiveness than Jesus Christ.

 

Damning Features:

~ Spelling and grammar. Apparently, spelling mistakes and grammar errors are inversely proportional to IQ. Which leaves our authoress at about…oh…a negative two hundred. Seriously, did she READ the fic at ALL after writing it?

~Characterization.  Last I recall, Zuko CAN in fact cry and grovel when at the mercy of his father’s brutality…but even in the face of child rape, I’m sure Zuko could AT LEAST muster something resembling defiance or an escape attempt. You’d think he’d at least BURN something in the process, right?

~And then Zhao. Just because the man spends most of his time in the series chasing a twelve year old boy does NOT mean he wants to butt-rape every twelve year old in his possession. NO, dammit!

~Look, even as evil as Ozai is…I’m damn sure he wouldn’t condone the rape of Zuko…if for no other reason than it’s an insult and shame on the royal family. Even if Ozai thinks Zuko sucks, he’s not about to have some mere Lieutenant have his way with him!

~Potty mouth. Look, I like swearing just as much as the next goddamn shit-faced asshole, but really! This was just outta line.

~The authoress’ rant. I can’t imagine what must have happened with the original fic, but enough good citizens must have pointed out how AWFUL this fic was that the second time it got posted, the authoress has surrounded her story with prickly author’s notes intended to intimidate those who would call her out on her crappy fic.

Oh…and that tongue comment. What the hell???

~And, of course, the rape scene. I think EVERYONE who read that got reamed in the ass.  Oh, it stings! NOTHING can justify the rape of Zuko, rape of writing, rape of innocent fanfiction readers who really just wanted to read about Zuko with his shirt off…And then the horrible justification for writing this fic…HOW WRONG can one fic BE?

Now we know. And the world is a darker place.

 

RATING: Level 5

Crappy Quote: 

Zuko just stared at him trying to hold in his sobs “W-what are you going t-to do with me” the boy stammered. He had to speak he couldn’t take the silence growing thick in the air.

He heard the man chuckle softly “What am I going to do to you? Well, my prince I am going to fuck you”

 

 

 

 

WHAT A LEGENDARY CRAPPY QUOTE. THAT ONE'LL GO TO THE HALL OF SHAME FOR SURE.HERE YOU GO, THE FINAL CHAPTER OF THIS TRAIN WRECK OF A FIC, IN WHICH OUR AUTHORESS TRIES TO DEFEND HERSELF FOR ESSENTIAL WRITING CHILD RAPE.  IF THIS DOESN'T KILL YOUR SOUL, IT'LL DEFINITELY PUT IT ON LIFE SUPPORT.

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Chapter four: Strong or weak

The next day, was nothing but pain and agony for the young boy.

BF: Taking a shit was the shits.

Zuko was woken up by the sound of his door swinging open heavily

BF: (Zhao) Heeereee’s Johnny!

and banging against the wall.

BF: Sex again? Already?

He looked up carefully, making sure he made no quick movement, or he

BF: Might startle Zhao.

 would be in loads of pain. What he saw didn’t surprise him, he could clearly see the silhouette Zhao standing in the doorway.

BF: The sideburns were a dead giveaway.

Zhao quickly made his way to the prince. Zuko yelped as he was picked up and tucked under the lieutenants’ arm. His whole body was sore from this monster, now it was even worse.

BF: Now he smelled like armpit.

He began to struggle, trying to get out of Zhao unbreakable grasp, but it was no use. He tried not to cry, but he could not help it, nor could he stop the tears that began to fill his eyes, he had never felt so weak before. Zhao moved swiftly throw the dim lighted halls, making the prince highly uncomfortable.

BF: (Zuko) Slow down! You’ll hit something!

Zuko grunted and groaned the whole way, wherever they were headed; it was farther away then Zuko had hoped. He tired to lift his head, but the pain made him fall limp once more.

BF: Good effort, Zuko.

Zhao then suddenly stopped at a door, and kicked it open.

BF: They HAVE doorknobs, Zhao.

Zuko winced at the contact; he thought that surly the door would fall off the hinges, surprised when it didn’t.

BF: The door is made of stronger stuff than Zuko, I guess.

Zhao entered the

BF: Young prince?

room and roughly dropped the prince

BF: Like he’s hot.

onto the cold, hard metal floor. He whimpered in fear that Zhao was going to assault him once more.

BF: Good thing he stashed a bottle of mace between his ass-cheeks just in case this should happen.

He was able to look up a bit to see that the room they were in was a bathroom,

BF: Either that, or a very strange kitchen.

and he also saw that the Lieutenat was heating water in the bathtub.

BF: Nothing soothes the ravages of rape like scalding water.

“Undress yourself, boy.” He demanded with out turning around to look at the broken prince.

BF: (Zuko, singing) I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor…You’re a little late, I’m already torn…

The child was terrified now,

BF: Bath time? NOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Zuko felt his whole body tremble,

BF: (Zuko, singing) I feel the earth move under my feet….

he didn’t know what to do,

BF: (dead inside) I’m sure Zhao is willing to teach him the basics.

and so he just stared where he was.

BF: (Zuko, staring) Wow, Zhao has a big butt.

However this wasn’t a very smart move.

BF: But at this point in the story, you and I know not to expect any smart moves from him.

Zhao violently twisted around

BF: (Zhao) AGHH MY SPINE

and grabbed the young boy by

BF: Hands to yourself, Zhao!

the scruff of the neck. Zuko yelped in pain and embarrassment as his pants were stripped from him

BF: Not for the first time, unfortunately.

and he was tossed into the tub.

BF: That’s what we call throwing the baby IN with the bath water.

“Now, listen closely, brat.” The man said deadly.

BF: Zuko HAD to listen closely, because Zhao was silent but deadly.

“You are to stay in there and clean yourself up,

BF: That means behind the ears too.

and when I come back, if your not here, or your not clean.

BF: (Zhao) Or if you’re not having a good time,

It won’t matter if you are the crown prince or not, I will make you wish you were never born.”

BF: I don’t think it’s a stretch to say he’s already does.

 Zuko lowered his head and his only reply was a soft sob.

BF: Come on, Zuko, at least put on a front!

(Zuko) I’d rather put on a towel.

Smirking at the boys’ weakness, Zhao left the room. Zuko didn’t do anything for a few minutes as he closed his eye trying to figure out how

BF: To work the bath nozzle.

(Zuko) To I twist, or push?

this was all happening. Then all of a sudden the night before flashed in front of his eyes,

BF: Uh-oh. Zuko’s having Hawt Flashes.

he felt like he was reliving all the pain and suffering.

BF: It’s never smart to re-read this god-awful fic.

Opening his eyes he picked

BF: A winner.

up a wash cloth that was hanging on the side of the tub. ‘Well at least I get to clean myself’ he thought.

BF: Remember to wipe front to back.

Wincing in pain every other move

BF: Mostly the ones that involved banging his head against the wall.

the prince decided that he was clean enough.

BF: Well, for Zhao, anyway.

He felt like a little child though, having to wait for someone to get them out of the bathtub.

BF: If only he had a little rubber ducky to play with while waiting.

 But, sadly even if the prince tried he would fail for his body wouldn’t allow that much control just yet it seemed.

BF: He can’t even get out of the damn tub?

(Zhao) I am THAT good.

So zuko just laid down in the water trying to take his mind away from everything, trying to be at peace.

BF: But, this was difficult, seeing as most of his effort was revolving around keeping his head above water.

But that didn’t last for long, for soon he heard thundering foot steps advancing on the bathroom.

BF: Sound like Zhao could stand to go on a diet.

The prince visible gulped as his keeper came back into the room. “Are you clean.” he asked simply.

BF: Considering all the “eeps” coming from Zuko…I’d say he’s “squeaky clean”.

Zuko nodded not able to look into his eyes.

BF: For surely he would turn to stone!

“Good.” was his only reply as he stomped over to the boy and grabbing his wet hair,

BF: His short n’ curlies.

he pulled the young child up out of the warm water.

BF: (Zuko) Um, towel please?

“Ouch, Zhao let go.” he cried out of pain as his hands flew up and grabbed Zhao’s

BF: (smirking) Lieutenanthood?

wrist. “Ha-ha, well, boy, seems like you’re not embarrassed with your body anymore.”

BF: Yeah, nothing brings out self-confidence like rape.

he indicated, as he dropped Zuko,

BF: Like a sack of bricks.

who was trying to cover himself. “Aw, come now, child, I have already seen you, it doesn’t really make sense that you are acting out like that.”

BF: (Zhao) I’ve driven the car, so sense in trying to hide what’s under the hood.

Zuko till could not look him in the eye,

BF: As gorillas often saw that as a direct challenge.

his face was burning with embarrassment and shame.

BF: And his ass burning with rape.

“Can I just have a towel?” he muttered to his ’guardian’

BF: You’ll be lucky if he gives you a square of toilet paper.

“Prince Zuko, what happen to manners.” Zhao said smoothly, knowing quite well that the boy would not challenge him at this.

BF: Yes, it’s very important to be polite to the people who physically and psychologically abuse you!

Zuko sighed “May I, please, have a towel?” he spat out quickly getting the self betrayal over with.

BF: (Zuko) Please, sir, may I have some more?

(Zhao) Moooore?

He was thrown a blood red cloth,

BF: We…won’t ask what that as used to wipe up before it was handed to Zuko…

catching it and rapping it around him,

BF: Nothing like busting a beat while drying off.

Zuko tried to stand up. Gritting his teeth he was able too.

BF: Guess the kid is so used to being on his back now, standing up is hard work.

Taking a deep breath he looked up into the eyes of the lieutenants’. The dark amber eyes met his once bright golden ones,

BF: Aw, those golden eyes just need a little spit-shine is all.

zuko quickly down casting his eyes to the floor, still in fear of the man standing before him. Without a word Zhao turned towards the door, hinting for zuko to follow.

BF: That hint being a sharp tug on his leash.

 Which he slowly did, the air around him hitting his skin like frozen lake water.

BF: He’s more in water out of the tub than he is IN!

Keeping up with Zhao’s strides, by the time they reached the prince’s quarters, Zuko was out of breath.

BF: (Zhao, singing) Can you keep up? Baby boy, make me lose my breath~!

Zhao pushed the door open and stepped aside for the prince to go in first.

BF: Why, what a courteous rapist!

Cautiously, Zuko walked in, hearing the door close after Zhao.

BF: Cue the “OH SHIT” department.

“Hurry up and get yourself dressed.

BF: (Zhao) Today, I’m thinking we’ll go with skintight jeans and a little halter top.

Then you are going to apologize for your rudeness and disrespect from last night.” He said coolly.

BF: (Zuko) I’m sorry…you’re an ass.

Zuko’s mouth dropped, and he just lost all his fear of this man.

BF: Well, good, because I’m tired of having to read about how Zuko can’t meet Zhao’s eyes in fear for the fiftieth time.

“Apologize? APOLOGIZE?!?!?!?!?” he screamed his face turning red with anger.

BF: Again, the only one who should be apologizing HERE, is the AUTHOR.

 “I have never disrespected anyone!” he hissed “And I have done nothing to you EVER.

BF: (Zuko) Except when I screamed at you…and got hot water spilled on you…and threw you overboard…and kicked you in the nuts…

I don’t know why treating me like dirt, I am YOUR PRINCE, you have no reason for you actions.” he roared

BF: Whoa! When Zhao told me his bed-fellow blew up, I thought he meant it was inflatable.

tears clouding his eyes, but he would not let them fall, he would not give him the pleasure

BF: Yeah, that was LAST night.

once more of seeing him in a week state.

BF: Ah, more of that week spelling.

Zhao glared daggers at the child standing before him,

BF: Which he had stolen from Mai’s arsenal.

even though he found it mildly amusing that the boy was trying to stand up to him,

BF: (Zhao) Stand? I prefer him kneeling.

even after what he had done, he felt his blood rise along with

BF: *ahem*…something else.

the fire coursing his veins. “Do. As. I. Say. Boy.” he spat each word.

BF: William Shatner plays Zhao in “The Prince’s Punishment”!

“Get dressed, Zuko, do it now

BF: Zhao needs to learn life isn’t about instant gratification. 

(Zuko) Especially in bed. I practically blinked and he was done!

and I will forget what you have just said.” “No.” Zuko argued the second wind of courage still in him.

BF: Ah, but Zhao was known for breaking winds!

“Yes, now do as I say, BOY.” Zhao yelled back, he did not think Zuko would be arguing with him, he thought that he had well broken this child.

BF: Zuko’s like plastic…he can be made into a sex toy, but it’s damn hard to break him.

“I WILL NOT, YOU ARE NOT MY BOSS!”

BF: (singing) You’re not the boss of me now! You’re not the boss of me now and you’re not so big!

(Zuko) Especially your wiener!

(Zhao) Life is unfair.

the twelve-year-old now felt a little foolish for basically Zhao is his boss,

BF: (singing) Zhao’s in charge, Zhao’s in charge, of our days and our nights. Zhao’s in charge, Zhao’s in charge, of our wrongs and our rights.

or his gaurdien anyways. But, no it still didn’t matter this man had harmed him emotionally and physically,

BF: His asshole had no traction left, thanks to him!

and now he wanted him to get dressed, when still here was in the room.

BF: You’d think he’d only wanna stick around for the undressing, but no, Zhao loves it both ways.

AND he was going to make him apologize for absolutely nothing. Even though zuko did push him over board,

BF: Uh. Yeah.

that was a complete accident.

BF: Oh, I know. *wink*

Taking a step closer to the boy. “If you do not do as I say right this instant, I will bring that same pain to you know, as I did last night.” he whispered darkly.

BF: No butts about it.

Suddenly the courage and stubbornness in Zuko’s eyes disappeared,

BF: Off for a smoke, I guess.

fear now took the up the space, his breathing became more rapid as he remembered what had happened.

BF: (Zuko) Oh no! Bad rape scene!

“No, please, I-I’ll get dressed, just please don’t…don’t hurt me.” he pleaded with him.

BF: No, stand proud Zuko!

(Zuko) I’ll need Viagra.

(BF) NOT LIKE THAT!

“Well then, little prince, you better hurry, I am only feeling generous for a short while.”

BF: (Zhao) This offer stands for a limited time only!

(Zuko) Oh, like your dong?

he cooed to the prince,

BF: We always knew Zhao was a stool pigeon, but now we have proof.

who nodded his face was now very red with embarrassment.

BF: My face is red with anger.

He went over to the dresser, he still felt the man’s eyes boring

BF: I find them boring too. How many times must I be told about a character’s eyes already?

into him, when he found some undershorts he was about to let the towel go and put them on, only to remember the pervert still in the room. Who was watching his every move.

BF: And judging him on technique.

 “Dress quickly, Zuko.” Zhao said mockingly. Holding in a sob, Zuko dropped the towel that was wrapped around his waist, he tried to put on his shorts as fast as he could. But he tripped while trying to get them pulled up,

BF: Giving Zhao a fantastic view of his ass.

(Zhao, wiping a tear from eye) Only in fanfiction could you get such perfect timing.

“HA-HA-HA-HA, seems like you still don’t have your sea legs yet, eh brat?” Zhao laughed.

BF: He hasn’t gotten his sea legs yet, but he’s sure a hell gotten a lot of semen.

’Oh, Agni, what I have I done to deserve this’ zuko’s thought screamed, as he jump up and pull up his undergarments in a hurry. “Hurry this up, Zuko.” Zhao said, Zuko could tell he was becoming impatient with him.

BF: (Zhao) I can’t wait to get my Hanes on you!

“I am trying to.” he replyed back. Zuko just once more grabbed a random tunic and pants.

BF: Plaids and stripes…bad choices, Zuko.

 Even though the pants were for sleeping he didn’t care really, he just wanted to cover his skin, for he had Goosebumps all over.

BF: It was probably a rash. Who knows what ports Zhao docks in?

“Brush out your hair, boy, you look like a peasant at the moment.” Zhao snapped.

BF: First he busts his ass, now he busts his chops!

Zuko didn’t say anything to that, even though he wanted to, doing as he was told. He grabbed his brush out of a drawer and began to brush his long black hair.

BF: Wow, these morning rituals are just as boring in fanfiction as they are in real life!

After he had brushed his hair and put it into a sloppy

BF: Joe.

ponytail, Zuko walked slowly over to Zhao, who was leaning against a wall.

BF: About to fall asleep from the boringness of this scene.

 “So, you ready, brat?” he asked carelessly. “Yeah.” Zuko said warily. As the walked down to the deck, Zuko was wondering if, just maybe, his father had planned this, if he had wanted Zhao to do this to him.

BF: Not only did Ozai want this, he wanted it made into DVD’s for his viewing pleasure!

He didn’t want to believe it, he kept pushing the thought into the back of his mind, but somehow it keep coming back to the front.

BF: Sort of like how “Capture the Avatar!” would several years later.

’No, father would never do that to me, he would never hurt me, he is only trying to be a good leader and father.’ Zuko argued with his thought

BF: Hahaha, come on kids, let’s laugh at the irony!

’who do you think your kidding, he would do anything to get what he wants, he would kill you, why do you think mother is gone? I’ll tell you because he KILLED HER, don’t you see? He is punishing ‘cause you didn’t die, and mom d-’

BF: No, Zuko, don’t listen to the author, she just wants to make you miserable so she can write half-baked angst!

the denial thought spoke up now ’YOU DON’T KNOW THAT, YOU DON’T KNOW THAT.’

BF: Innocent until proven a bastard!

’YES, YES I DO, SHE IS DEAD, DEAD, DEAD, DEAD.’ the voice taunted.

BF: Blue Dragon sure is working for its money tonight!

“STOP IT, NO SHE IS NOT” the young prince now screamed out loud.

BF: Zuko! Library voice!

He didn’t realize that he was already out side on the deck, and everyone was staring at him as he took short raspy breaths.

BF: (Zhao) I hate it when these kids have flashback attacks!

“Prince Zuko!” Zhao snapped seizing the boys shoulders and shacking him gently,

BF: Again, I must shack my head at this spelling.

and that was only because they were in public. Taking a deep breath and shacking off Zhao’s grasp the boy began to settle to his surroundings. A crowd of men were made around were the young prince stood,

BF: This better not be leading to a gang bang…

all mumbling among themselves, Zuko couldn’t make out

BF: Oh, I’m sure he’ll be making out soon enough.

what they were saying exactly he only saw their lips move.

BF: …suggestively.

“Are you mentally ill or something you stupid child? Zhao whispered harshly

BF: To the author.

for only the prince to hear, he was a little shocked himself at the prince's outburst. He nodded slowly eyes wide, fill with tears that were on the verge of falling.

BF: Damn, this boy cries more than a shoujo heroine.

“yeah…I’m fine.” Zuko looked around at the men, now feeling like a little child who had just thrown a tantrum. Zhao grunted and looked at the rest of the men as well and speaking very loudly “Our little prince has something he would like to say to all of you, of last nights little incident.” he sneered.

BF: (Zuko) Sorry ‘bout the loud rape, ya’ll.

All eyes were now on the young boy, who’s head was hung low.

BF: Three guesses where else he’s hung low.

Zhao gave him a nudge and a hard glare, “I…I…I apologize for my behavior.” Zuko muttered, but it was no one really heard it.

BF: Mostly cause no one really cared.

“So they can hear you, Child!” Zhao said gruffly.

“I SAID, I apologize for my behavior last night, it was unacceptable,

BF: Damn right. Boy should have fought harder.

and I promise it will never happen again!.” Zuko said quickly.

BF: Yeah, God knows I couldn’t take another sex scene.

When he saw the men nod and leave, looking some what satisfied and confused, he let out a sigh of relief. He looked up at Zhao, who had his eyes set out into the vast sea.

BF: Moby Dick was out there…somewhere…but that is another porn for another time…

“Now, for your war lessons.” he said with a bored tone, as he turned without looking at the boy, and went inside. Zuko followed close behind, having a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach once more.

BF: War lessons?

(Zhao) First lesson: No fraternizing with the enemy…unless you’re both drunk and horny.

 

 

 

STORYWILLCONTINUE

BF: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

 

Tootherthatreadthisstory

BF: Assuming you COULD read it…

orfinditatallwrongyouhavetothinkofthis…

BF: Yes, think of this FOR her, because god know SHE can’t

Ireallycouldn’tcarelessofwhatyouthinkdobelievereadseeectEctEct

BF: Which I find odd, considering this little rant and all.

Ifyoudon’tlikeitsimpledon’treadit

BF: What, and let this nasty ass fic go unchallenged? No, I’m going to make a LESSON out of it.

Thousandsofchildrengetrapedeveryminofeverydayit’sahugethinganditcannotbeignoredsoyouallhavetolivewiththatfactdon’ttrytoblockthingsout

BF: Wow. As if writing children’s rape isn’t bad enough, this author actually has the audacity to hide behind the “good cause” of “exposing children’s rape.”

You’ll excuse me for not applauding her so-called “good intentions”.

 When people truly understand and care about child rape, they know how deeply traumatic and troubling it can be on it’s victims, and realize it is not a subject to be trivialized or glamorized, or used as a jumping board for poorly contrived Zuko uke-angst.

Unlike THIS author.

WHAT part of this fic was supposed to enlighten me to the monstrosity of child rape? Was it the bad spelling?  A rape scene so horrible and completely unbelievable as to make readers unsure whether to wretch or laugh? The botched attempt to unravel the inner angst of Zuko’s mind? No, this is a stinky pile of shit, and saying it’s serving to bring awareness to a great injustice of the world only adds insult to injury. The only injustice THIS fic makes me aware of is of people who think it’s *okay* to use rape as a means of writing a “deep” and “dark” fic.

Loveallthereviewsandreaderswhoenjoymylittlestory

BF: Chris Hansen will be contacting all of you later.

BAIBAI

BF: EFF YOU.

 

 

Now, stop right there, there’s no reason to punch your fist through your computer screen in an act of rage and hate. I know that fic has hurt all of us…especially Zuko…but let’s try to save that anger for the rating, yes?

 

Redeeming Feature: At least other characters weren’t involved. But if you can find any other redeeming features than THAT, you have more forgiveness than Jesus Christ.

 

Damning Features:

~ Spelling and grammar. Apparently, spelling mistakes and grammar errors are inversely proportional to IQ. Which leaves our authoress at about…oh…a negative two hundred. Seriously, did she READ the fic at ALL after writing it?

~Characterization.  Last I recall, Zuko CAN in fact cry and grovel when at the mercy of his father’s brutality…but even in the face of child rape, I’m sure Zuko could AT LEAST muster something resembling defiance or an escape attempt. You’d think he’d at least BURN something in the process, right?

~And then Zhao. Just because the man spends most of his time in the series chasing a twelve year old boy does NOT mean he wants to butt-rape every twelve year old in his possession. NO, dammit!

~Look, even as evil as Ozai is…I’m damn sure he wouldn’t condone the rape of Zuko…if for no other reason than it’s an insult and shame on the royal family. Even if Ozai thinks Zuko sucks, he’s not about to have some mere Lieutenant have his way with him!

~Potty mouth. Look, I like swearing just as much as the next goddamn shit-faced asshole, but really! This was just outta line.

~The authoress’ rant. I can’t imagine what must have happened with the original fic, but enough good citizens must have pointed out how AWFUL this fic was that the second time it got posted, the authoress has surrounded her story with prickly author’s notes intended to intimidate those who would call her out on her crappy fic.

Oh…and that tongue comment. What the hell???

~And, of course, the rape scene. I think EVERYONE who read that got reamed in the ass.  Oh, it stings! NOTHING can justify the rape of Zuko, rape of writing, rape of innocent fanfiction readers who really just wanted to read about Zuko with his shirt off…And then the horrible justification for writing this fic…HOW WRONG can one fic BE?

Now we know. And the world is a darker place.

 

RATING: Level 5

Crappy Quote: 

Zuko just stared at him trying to hold in his sobs “W-what are you going t-to do with me” the boy stammered. He had to speak he couldn’t take the silence growing thick in the air.

He heard the man chuckle softly “What am I going to do to you? Well, my prince I am going to fuck you”

 

 

 

 

WHAT A LEGENDARY CRAPPY QUOTE. THAT ONE'LL GO TO THE HALL OF SHAME FOR SURE.