Rebirth of the Phoenix

I'm new to ATLA so some of the stuff I've written might not be very accurate. The first episode I saw, though, was the Chase, and I instantly knew I wanted to write a fan fic featuring Azula. This is my first fanfic, so it might not be very good. Feel free to tear it apart.

Disclaimer: Being a college student, I own absolutely nothing.

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General Iroh dodged an oncoming lightning bolt with a deftness astounding for one of his build. "Not good enough!" Azula remarked, sending him flying into a wall with a sudden jet of azure flame. Maybe all that time in his prison cell had weakened Iroh's reflexes after all.

Rip! Azula felt the cold precise penetration of a dagger striking a weak spot beneath her left shoulder pad. Distracted by her uncle, she'd forgotten that Mai and Ty Lee were also the enemy. Unhesitantly, Azula fired a flaming disk at Mai, who even in the heat of fighting one of her closest friends did not lose her trademark expression of boredom.

"That traitor Zuko turned you against me," Azula narrowed her golden eyes viciously as Mai evaded her attack. In that instant she felt a shadow move behind her. Azula rolled sideways just in time to avoid one of Ty Lee's chi blocking techniques.

"No Azula," the acrobat disagreed in an uncharacteristically serious tone. "We've never been on your side because you've never been on ours." Ty Lee suppressed a sudden memory of her last circus performance before she had become Azula's companion. "You've never cared about us. All this time you've just thought of me and Mai as nothing more than your tools. Just like your father thinks of you as nothing more than a tool."

"Shut Up!" Azula snarled, unleashing a plume of flame clearly missing its mark. What's going on? Azula wondered. How could I miss? Slash! A dagger pierced her right leg as she registered the stream of blood freely flowing from her shoulder. I've lost too much blood. My vision's starting to go, she realized. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Iroh stand, ready to rejoin the fray.

"You can't win, Azula. Just surrender," he spoke in a voice of mixed sorrow and determination as he beheld his niece.

Surrender, really how pathetic do you think I am uncle? I'm going to burn that somber expression right off your face! Azula launched herself forward, raining down a maelstrom of fire on Iroh with both hands. As the Dragon of the West fended off each blast, Azula felt the sharp pain of a third dagger striking her left leg, and knocking her off balance. The ground rushed up to meet Azula, but Ty Lee's right fist got there first delivering a disabling blow.

Vainly, Azula tried to get on her feet, but her body wouldn't comply. Her world seemed to darken oddly, as the trio closed in around her. Wait! She looked up. Steadily, a ghostly moon advanced into the sun's heart. In minutes, the moon's hold on the sun was absolute. All that remained of the sun was a faint halo, burning red as if with divine judgment. Father…Azula whispered, turning her head to face the Fire Lord's palace.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So how was that? Please R& R.