So I know I have another story that I should be focusing on but first my computer crashed [I'm doing this at school and plus I haven't published anything in a while so I thought I'd start a short drabble series. Drabbles are easy so hopefully I can do thins and keep up [ or catch up with my other story, The Guardians.
Healing Water
Disclaimer: I don not own Avatar: the last airbender
Pairing: Zutara
Summary: The road to redemption is a long one, and one that can not be traveled alone.
Just so you all know this is BEFORE season 3. It's when Zuko was still in Ba Sing Se with Azula. This is what I WISHED happened.
Chapter 1- Azula Always Lies
He raised his fist to knock on the door. 'Uncle has escaped,' he needed to talk to Azula. His clenched fist pulsed with adrenaline, anticipation, anxiety. He hesitated, voices floated out from under the door.
"You can't," came a drone, bored voice.
"Why not? Uncle has escaped, I'll blame him. Father will believe me." He heard her smirk.
'No,' he backed away, eyes wide.
"Zuzu shall become my prisoner," he heard her laugh, that evil laugh.
He turned, he ran, he did not look back. 'Azula always lies.'
Chapter 2- Lucky to be Born
His legs burned form running. Trees swooshed past him, branches tearing at his limbs, digging inot and ripping his flesh. He didn't stop. 'Azula was born lucky," he pumped his legs harder, faster. Shrubs tore at his legs, blood spotted his robes. 'I was lucky to be born,' He tripped, he fell, he hit the ground hard. He lay still with unshed tears, unheard cries. His blood mixed with dirt, he was covered in sweat. Finally he howled out, not in pain or agony, but in shame. 'I was lucky to be born,'
Chapter 3- I Thought You Had Changed
Twigs snapped, voices could be heard. Zuko didn't care. If he was found, captured, tortured then so be it. It was his punishment, his price to pay for betraying his uncle. He heard leaves russle, someone was coming. Zuko lay m,otionless, his vision was blurry, his mind racing, his limbs sore. He couldn't move, and even if he could he wouldn't. so there he lay, in a pool of his ownblood, looking up at a blurry face he barely recognized, barely registered. He hardly took notice of the sad blue eyes, or the sun kissed skin. And before he passed out, he heard the sad words spoken to him, "I thought you had changed."
So theres the first three chapters to my drabble series, and yes I know theres a lot of stories out there called healing water so if you have any ideas please tell me. I think I'm going to update with three chapters in one since my drabbles are extremely short… sorry. I kno I do do my drabbles differently but oh well so please read and review! Thanks!