Authors note: okay, so I usually upload my stuff to the Azula club, so if u guys like it, go check it out! :) This one is a bit sad, but strangely happy in the end.
The room was quiet. Not a sound could be heard. Only the darkness was there to wish a 12-year-old Azula a happy birthday. Father was out on another business trip, and it had been made very clear that Mother did not want to see her tonight. That was why she was in this lonely room in the first place, and that was also why Azula had barricaded the door shut.
She was not sure exactly what she had done to receive such punishment, but that wasn't the point. This always happened, even when her father was home. Azula was used to this. Tonight would be different, however.
As she opened the window, a warm breeze came over her face. It was the kind one could only feel in the fogo Nation. "That's nice.", she thought. "I hope the guests are enjoying their dinner." Tonight was her birthday after all, and Azula still wanted to do something other than stay locked in her room.
Without a moment's notice, a profound sadness made its way into the young princess. As she looked out of the window over the royal courtyard, a disturbing thought crawled into her mind. "Why don't I just jump? Nobody will even know I left. Forever." She began to weep softly.
There came a knock on the door. Azula waited for it to stop, but it never did. "Who is it? Go away!" The voice was very familiar and held the decadent affection of a sympathetic friend. "It's me, Ty Lee. Would you like anything? I know it must be hard to be alone on you--" Azula interrupted before she could finish her sentence. "Go away! I don't want to see you!" Ty Lee said nothing. Azula heard the girl's sobs as she ran down the hallway.
Azula began to feel even worse than before. Why had she acted that way to her friend? It was the way she had always acted when she felt this way. It was the only way she knew, and it was the only way she had been treated. Tonight was still her birthday, but Azula didn't care. She didn't want to see anyone, especially Mother or Ty Lee. With a few suppressed cries, Azula walked back over to the still open window. The warm breeze had become an angry and forceful wind. Azula felt her face. It was soaked with the vestige of fresh tears. "Not tonight.", she said, "It's my birthday."
The room was quiet. Not a sound could be heard. Only the darkness was there to wish a 12-year-old Azula a happy birthday. Father was out on another business trip, and it had been made very clear that Mother did not want to see her tonight. That was why she was in this lonely room in the first place, and that was also why Azula had barricaded the door shut.
She was not sure exactly what she had done to receive such punishment, but that wasn't the point. This always happened, even when her father was home. Azula was used to this. Tonight would be different, however.
As she opened the window, a warm breeze came over her face. It was the kind one could only feel in the fogo Nation. "That's nice.", she thought. "I hope the guests are enjoying their dinner." Tonight was her birthday after all, and Azula still wanted to do something other than stay locked in her room.
Without a moment's notice, a profound sadness made its way into the young princess. As she looked out of the window over the royal courtyard, a disturbing thought crawled into her mind. "Why don't I just jump? Nobody will even know I left. Forever." She began to weep softly.
There came a knock on the door. Azula waited for it to stop, but it never did. "Who is it? Go away!" The voice was very familiar and held the decadent affection of a sympathetic friend. "It's me, Ty Lee. Would you like anything? I know it must be hard to be alone on you--" Azula interrupted before she could finish her sentence. "Go away! I don't want to see you!" Ty Lee said nothing. Azula heard the girl's sobs as she ran down the hallway.
Azula began to feel even worse than before. Why had she acted that way to her friend? It was the way she had always acted when she felt this way. It was the only way she knew, and it was the only way she had been treated. Tonight was still her birthday, but Azula didn't care. She didn't want to see anyone, especially Mother or Ty Lee. With a few suppressed cries, Azula walked back over to the still open window. The warm breeze had become an angry and forceful wind. Azula felt her face. It was soaked with the vestige of fresh tears. "Not tonight.", she said, "It's my birthday."
There on the floor lye a little boy,just laying there. Yue ran progressivo, para a frente and made the little boy lay in her arms. Though as she began to inspect him she found a burn right on his neck. She gasped but before she do anything healers came to take her away. She turned to Zuko to see his expression. It was nothing but pure horror and shock. The seguinte dia it rained and was probably the most boring in the world. She could not visit Zuko because the healers told her they needed to test him and work on him. So there she sat, in front of my window watching the rain fall and just before it hit the ground turn to ice. I t was a magnifecent sight if you could see it turn to ice. Then she began to think. Was being with zuko right? Who burned the child yesterday? Could it had been zuko. What were the healers doing in zuko's room? . . . Did she belong here?