"Back in your cell," one of her nurses said, pushing her forward. The fallen princess stumbled forward fell to her knees. The nurse shoved Azula forward once more with a foot, slamming her face to the ground. The girl rolled over and screamed incoherently, breathing blue flames at the woman. She slammed the door and smirked self satisfiedly through the barred window before closing the cover and leaving her patient in darkness. Azula growled and tried to use her bound elbows to drag herself to her cot, but she gave up easily. It wasn't worth it anymore.
It was evident no one cared about her, that she was a small, forgotten speck in the world. She was never going to be let out, and never going to get better. Everything she had been, everything she could have been had slipped through her grasp. She deserved better than this treatment, she was the Princess of the Fire Nation! The title of Fire Lord should belong to her; the entire world should be hers!
Instead Zuko sat on her throne, with everything she had won, while she sat in a dark, dirty cell, being given the treatment the Fire Lord deserved.
Azula had thought she would at least be treated well, given respect. Zuko should understand her plight, he was her brother, the supposed good one, but he left her in a prison to rot.
"You're no better than me now, dear brother," Azula muttered. He had left her to waste away, just as she had done to Mai and that stupid circus freak Ty Lee. People who were supposed to love her, not Zuko. Everything came back to poor Zuzu, unable to fight his little sister by himself. He didn't deserve what he had; none of them did!
Azula screamed again, her wails echoing off the cold stone walls of her cell. She twisted and withered on the ground, trying to break free of her bonds. If the princess could have anything it would be to break out and kill Zuko with her bear hands. No flames, just the wonderful satisfaction of feeling the life drain slowly out of him and watching the fear and struggle in his eyes. Hearing the sizzle of his skin as her hands burned his neck... Maybe she'd have Mai killed during that, so he would have to watch her die and do nothing to help. A sick smile formed on the bender's face and stopped thrashing. Earlier she would've been ashamed to fantasize about anything, but now all she had was the part of her mind she could control. She could almost disappear from the horror of her life.
The acrobat she'd save for last. Azula could go without murdering Zuko if it meant she got to torture that bitch as much as she wanted. Ty Lee was so expressive; it would be a treat to see her face as she fought for her life. And the eyes… Big, shining grey eyes. They shone with innocence and happiness. The first thing she would do is gouge them out.
"Stupid whore," Azula spat, glaring.
"Azula, don't be angry at Ty Lee. She was only stopping you from killing Mai. You would've regretted it."
"Ahhh!" The princess contorted her body to face the door, where an illusion of her mother was standing with an apologetic look on her face. It was as though she pitied Azula, something the girl didn't want or need. Azula's face twisted into an angry grimace.
"Don't be angry? She betrayed me, she choose Zuko and Mai over me! Ty Lee was supposed to love me! She promised, and she lied! That warrants death."
Ursa kneeled next to her daughter and stroked her hair. "She does love you, Azula. We all do. Ty Lee just wanted to make sure both of you would get out alive." The bender filched away from her mother's touch, hissing at her. "No one loves me; they chose to get rid of me. Send me off into an asylum to die, instead of being strong and just killing me. It would've been better for everyone," she scoffed. Her mother was so stupid, it was a wonder they were related.
"Azula, don't say things like that! Ty Lee loves you, as do Zuko and Mai. We just want you to get better." Ursa took Azula's hand but she snatched it away.
"Stop trying to act like you care about me. You think I'm a monster and so does everyone else," The princess sneered, turning away from the illusion. Every time she came she pilled on more lies, trying to convince Azula that she was loved. Whatever her goal was, she wouldn't reach it. Nothing anyone said would make Azula trust her mother, or anyone else, again.
"I do love you, Azula. I'll always love you." Ursa tried to hug her daughter, but she ripped herself away, struggling to stand and run away from her mother. She stagers to the corner and glares at Ursa, her eyes looking wild and full of rage.
"Stop lying to me! If you loved me, you would've paid attention to me!" Azula collapsed to her knees, tears running down her face. "No one loves me, it's not worth it!" She fell forward, her face in the dirt. Rolling to her side, the princess spat, "I hate all of you."
"Get up, bitch," a rough voice said, kick the princesses ribs. She growled and scowled at him, daring the guard to touch her. He gave a nasty smirk and grabbed her by the hair, pulling Azula up to eye level. She kicked at the man, screaming obscenities and threats.
"How dare you touch the Princess of the Fire Nation! I'll kill you!"
The guard laughed and spat in her face. "You can't do shit. You're not a princess anymore." Nearly inhuman screams rang through the room. Blue fire blasted into the man's face and he dropped Azula to the ground. The princess ran to the door, trying to keep her balance so she could trap the bastard in the room until he died.
More shrieks filled the air as the princess burned the man relentlessly; laughing as his skin bubbled and turned black. When the screams subsided she stopped and walked over to his charred head, smirking madly. Strained, weak breathing could be heard. A rasping voice rose from the figure, trying vainly to form words. Azula kicked him in the ribs and cackled. "You're so stupid. I tried to kill my brother; did you think I'd have any quips about killing you?"
