Well here it is, my first EVER fanfic. I will try my best to make it interesting. =)

What can say about this fanfic?

1) It features Azula, my favorite character from Avatar.

2) It is going to be pretty violent, so I am putting an M rating just in case.

3) It is probably going to be pretty long.

So I hope you enjoy. And cheers to Lookie for checking my grammar!

Prologue.

It was a quiet evening. 3 years has passed since Zuko became the new firelord. Ozai has committed a suicide out of pride, not being able to deal with his failure and weakness.

His daughter Azula was laying on the floor in her prison cell. She had been originally assigned to a mental facility, but they couldn't handle her, as she killed a dozen people there, before being overrun by the military, so she was reassigned to a strict prison. The last 3 years hadn't been kind to her: she was chained, her mind broken, her drive lost, her physique worsened, her body dirty, it was almost as if she wasn't there anymore, just endlessly staring into the wall with an emptiness in her eyes. Guards even had to force-feed her since she wouldn't feed herself.

One of the guards passed her cell. Was he having a bad day or simply couldn't handle the frustration anymore? Either way, it was at this moment he felt like mocking the prisoner:

"Look where your arrogance has lead you, little monster. After what you have done I wish you would just die, but Zuko won't even let us execute you, we are forced to waste our time on you," immediately after finishing his speech the guard felt someone's hand on his shoulder.

"Now is that any way to speak to a princess?" It was a soft, playfully offended voice of a young man standing right beside him.

"Huh?" The guard was about to turn around to see who it was and put his hand on the grip of his sword, when he got a very strong knee kick right in the solar plexus. He fell on his knees coughing, and almost couldn't breath.

Azula glanced apathetically at the cell door and met a warm gaze of the young mans yellow eyes. His slightly messy straight hair was middle-lenght and blond, average in height and built slim but athletic. He was dressed in fire nation armor, and the armor looks suggested that he was a noble.

"I'm sorry, but I believe that the princess doesn't like your company," said the young man, smiling playfully as he took the cell key from the guards belt while the man gasped for air.

"You will... aaarrrgh!" The guard wanted to say something, but was engulfed in flames and burned alive in a matter of seconds, leaving behind a burnt corpse.

"There! No more wasting time guarding our firelord's prisoners," said the young man as he kicked the corpse away and opened the cell, proceeding to unchain the prisoner.

Azula said nothing, still laying on the floor and looking young men in the eyes, without showing any kind of emotion. As the last chains fell off, the sound of footsteps came from the corridor.

Someone was running towards the cell. A few seconds later a young woman appeared at the cell door.

She was wearing an armor and a full mask, armed with two katars. Both her armor and her weapons were covered with fresh blood.

"Leo! Hurry up! We cleared out the garrison on the north side but the guards will overrun this place soon," said the young women, as she looked at Leo and Azula.

"Is that.. Azula? She looks awful," the woman asked, sounding surprised.

"Yeah I know.. Come on princess, time to go!"

Leo picked Azula on his back and started running for the exit with his companion. The sound of alarm went through the prison, guards were already following in their footsteps. As they were approaching the exit. Two more figures appeared, fighting some of the newly arrived guards.

One of the figures was a bold, tall, muscular man wielding a spiked staff. His strikes fierce enough to send guards flying away with cracked skulls and broken limbs.

The other figure was an archer that was sitting at a distance, taking out guards with well placed shots. He was wearing the uniform of a Yu Yan archer.

Everything was happening really fast, and Azula didn't even understand what was going on. After 3 years of being a prisoner this was a pretty busy evening.

The four companions got together, after clearing the first guard wave, and getting outside of the prison.

"Here hold her while I delay them! He should be here any moment now!" said Leo, Getting Azula on the back of the muscular man. After which he turned around and closed his eyes concentrating. When the guard group was just approaching the prison exit he unleashed a wall of flame on them, burning a couple alive, and having the others back away from the heat. Unable to pass.

One of the guards was a firebender and managed to crawl through the wall of flame, preparing to throw a fireball at Leo, but got an arrow to his throat from Leo's companion, coughing blood and falling on the ground.

Some of the guards appeared on the prison walls preparing to rain down arrows, but as they were about to fire, they froze in place with their eyes wide open.

"Is that.. is that a dragon?" said one of the guards. And indeed a dragon it was, landing near the brake out group and unleashing a fire barrage at the prison walls form his mouth.

"Ah he is here! Everybody aboard!" Leo shouted and the group got on the dragons back.

Azula couldn't believe what just happened. Here she was, flying on a back of a dragon above a burning prison, with people she didn't even know. Her eyes were wide open as she met the warm gaze of Leo once more, who let out a silent laugh...