Ang Madness

It's been a week since, Katara hasn't talked about Azula's mother because she know's it might upset her. They've been traveling until sunset, they found a place to stay with some nice rich people who offered them rooms to sleep in for the night and some dinner. The sun went down and Azula changed back into a monster. They gang was down at jantar and wondered where Azula is.

"Where's Azula" asked Aang

"I think she's still in her room" said Katara

"I wonder why she's not down here for jantar she hasn't ate since this morning" said Ty Lee

"Well she needs to come down for food, she can't exist on air"...

It's now morning the sun is up so Azula is a beautiful princess. She now thinks she'll need to act nice, so she picked some apples.

"Good morning everyone" said Azula

"Azula are you alright" asked Zuko

"Yes I feel fine" said Azula

"Did Sokka give you some cactis juice" asked Katara

"No. Who wants breakfast" asked Azula

"Azula did you put any poison or rub them on some poison mushrooms" asked Toph

"No of course not" said Azula

"These a tasty apples" said Iroh as he ate an apple.

"I even made you some chá uncle, I hope I made it the way you like it" said Azula

"My dear you make good tea, after all this...

That night Azula dreamed.

After a long while of staring at the ceiling, the cold metal shackles biting her hands all the while, and enduring Ling-Ling’s attempts to make conversation, she had found herself in something of a sleep.

Her dream wasn’t unpleasant.

The dream was a bit of a blur; she was a little girl again. Ling-Ling and Heekul were both real people, her mother loving. Zuko had joined them in whatever game they were playing.

Azula, upon waking could most vividly remember the faces and the smells—freshly cut grama and her mother’s floral perfume lingered on the fringes of her...

With a rose in her hair she stood with her forehead against the wall.

They couldn’t make her move.
She wouldn’t do it.

They would pass por and whisper of how uncomfortable that looked. And how she’d maintained the position for well over an hour.

What else had she to do.

With a rose in her hair she stood with her forehead pressed against the wall.

She couldn’t exactly name what bound her to that spot on the wall. But it was something deep. Something complex. And oh so very coaxing.

She stood there and just listened to the voices. They’d actually become rather soothing.

After sometime she’d...

So I came across a post from a user on tumblr about wanting a fic about Zuko comforting/taking care of Azula after her breakdown. And when asked why he was doing so, he’d say “She is my crazy, beautiful, sister.” I saw that quite a few people wanted to see this as well, based on the amount of notes. So I thought I’d give it a shot.


Her wrists hurt.



Her throat burned.



Her lungs screamed.



Her body tingled with pain.



Her head spun.



Her head…her head.



Azula longed to bury it in her hands. Grip it until the madness faded. But in her state—chained to a grate—she had no means to do...

What is to become of a fallen princess?

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

Everything Azula had ever stood for seemed to have been taken from her. Her nation lost the war. Her father the crown. Like that mattered to her anymore anyways, the man was quick to leave her behind when he thought he’d get a bigger crown.

He promised they‘d do it together. It was a lie. Now she had no parents…not ones that loved her anyhow. In fact she had no one at all that loved her. Even her uncle, a man that seemed to see the best in everyone, viewed her as a lost cause.

The world seemed to have no room for her anymore....

“Azula, Shou tells me you’ve been talking to them again.” Lu-Ming stated.

“She’s lying.” Azula intended to answer as vaguely as possible.

“Lying?” Lu-Ming questioned.

“Yes.”

“And why would she lie?”

“Because she doesn’t like me…” Azula trailed off. She already said too much.

“Azula, it’s not healthy to just assume everyone hates you. Like you’re mother, she…”

“I wish to go back to my room now.” Azula cut him off.

“We are going to have to talk about her eventually.” It wasn’t an empty threat, it was a promise. This wasn’t the first time Lu-Ming...

Authors Note: Hello, atla fans! This is another installment about Azula after her Agni Kai. As you probably know, I am in amor with this characters complexity and amor to write about her. This one may hit u in the feels. Enjoy!


"Mother?! Mother?! Please hold me! Please be with me! Mother?! I'm sorry, Mother! Please don't be angry!" These tortured words reverberated through the courtyard as another gentle summer breeze landed upon the damp, salty face of the broken princess Azula. An hora had passed since her greatest defeat, and the troubled adolescent had been crying ever since. "He won again,...

" What!" Aang said.

" Aang you idiot the village is in trouble!" I screamed.

" Let's go then " Aang said quickly I know he was thinking about

Katara. We glided on our gliders and we got to the village we

were there before the fogo Nation and we told them our plan well

my plan Aang was to scared to think of one. A 16 ano old boy

got out of the ship " Were is the Avatar!" he yelled then he

started to threaten the villagers that's it! I'm sick and tired of the

fogo Nation hurting people! I jumped out of the hiding place and

place my glider on the boys throat.

"So your the Avatar" he said.

" We'll...

Hello and welcome to another one of my articles, this time I'm talking about Avatar: the last air bender, so without farther interruption here we go

Intro:

Good T.V. shows come and go and everyone likes something different. However you would have a hard time finding someone who wouldn't want the watch the last air bender. Just to clarify I now have to call it "the last air bender" because the name "Avatar"... well you know. Anyway, it's growing popularity and soon could be the seguinte big talk of the world. Well ok mabye not but it will soon be bigger with the movie and everything.

Story:

Well who...