Just a warning, this story is pretty gloomy all the way through so if you choose to read it, don't complain if you feel dead inside after. I love the possibilities that we could go into with Azula and this probably one of my favorites.

Update 9/12/17: I'm actually going to try to make this into a multi-chapter fic and i will try to update every week and a half so make sure you follow this story so you know when I've posted a new one. Here's chapter one and chapter two should be up by Saturday. Thanks!!!

Enjoy!!! :)

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Zuko took each step down the stairs as slowly as he could because each one brought him further and further into the abyss. It wasn't that he was afraid to go down them or even that he hated the person he was coming to meet (although he did hate and fear the person). He didn't have to see this person, he didn't even like going down there because it always smelled of urine and desperation.

Going down these steps reminded him of a poem he had read once though he couldn't remember where or when.

Down in the deepest abyss,

Where the light is afraid to shine,

Where Devils lurk in the corners,

And Angels cross the line,

Where goodness has no meaning,

Down there lives a man.

A man who's lived his life,

As only that man can.

Zuko had been Fire Lord for some time now and he had faced so many other things that were far more daunting than this. So why was he even more afraid to see his only sister?

At the bottom of the stairs, there was a door and a guard standing watch to make sure nothing came out and nothing went in. When the guard saw Zuko walk up to the door, he didn't say a word. He just used the only key he had to open the only door in the building. He pushed the door open wide enough and stood aside so that the Fire Lord could walk in. Zuko said nothing to the guard as he walked into his sister's cell.

The room was bare, there were no windows, only the walls and a cell of bars in the middle. Zuko stood between the cell and entrance/exit while the only person he'd ever been afraid of sat inside the cell. She looked at him with curious eyes. It was like she wasn't sure what exactly she was looking at until he said her name.

"Azula," he tried to say it with force and strength but it came out weakly instead.

"Well if it isn't baby brother," she cackled hoarsely and started crawling over to him but she didn't get very far as her chains restricted her movement. "Or should I say Fire Lord!" she spat as if it was something vile on her tongue.

"Yes," Zuko said, more to reassure himself than agree with her. "I have been the Fire Lord since we beat you in that Agni Kai." He stopped talking to remind her who put her down there.

She snarled and whispered in a low tone. "I will get free from this metal prison brother, and when I do, I will find you and I will burn the rest of your body the way father should've done all those years ago! Then, I will burn your precious Mai! Then I'll burn your precious kingdom! I will burn it all!" She smiled like the vile person she was and laughed, giddy thinking about the ways she would destroy him.

He always feared and hated his sister, but there was the tiniest twinge of pity for her condition and because of that pity, he didn't want to remind her that the Avatar took away her bending before they locked her away down there.

Zuko sighed. "Azula, you are my sister and one of Mai's oldest friends. For those reasons and those reasons only, we decided that you deserved to know that Mai is pregnant with our first child."

After he said those words, the room became quiet. Zuko expected her to lash out or something but she didn't. She did the opposite.

Her dry, hoarse cackles reverberated off of the walls making it sound louder than it actually was. "No matter. You see dear brother, I will have escaped by morning and I shall wreak havoc upon your life!" Again she cackled maniacally.

Zuko grew stiff, his eyes widening in horror. Azula, escape? No! This can't happen!

"Explain!" He demanded, determined stop her from whatever plan she had.

"Father," she said smiling.

"Father?" Zuko said incredulously.

She nodded. "Father told me that tonight he would come for me. Tonight, we shall escape together! Together we will destroy you Zuko!" Yet again came her tiresome, vile laughing. She just couldn't seem to stop herself.

Zuko relaxed. It was true. Azula had lost herself in the cold silence of this room. She would never heal from her sick twisted mind. He hadn't been able to see it until now.

Their father had died years ago. Shortly after Zuko's coronation, Ozai managed to get one of the guards knives away from them and slit his own throat. He couldn't bear to live another day without his bending. Katara hadn't been there that day nor any other healer that would be able to help his father. Ozai died that day with more honor than he ever deserved.

"Goodbye Azula." he said while she laughed on and on and he exited what he be believed was his sister's final resting place. The guard closed and locked the door behind him but Zuko didn't stop to address him, he walked up the stairs as quickly as he could.

As he neared the top of the stairs, he felt he couldn't breathe. He ran the rest of the way, lunging for the open air. It didn't help though. It was still the only thing he could hear, the ringing in his ears, the evil cackle of the formerly blue fire bender.

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Yeah, I gave to agree, that one was pretty dark. I read a fic by Led Feynman D.S. D.D.S. Ph.D called Lucid and that's sorta what inspired me to write this. Check out Led's Lucid, it will be in my Favorite Stories. Also, got the title for this one from the song by Creed My Own Prison.

Update 9/12/17: I forgot to mention that in my story, Azula is the older one. Hehe, my mistake. :)

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