Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender.

A/N: Well, here you go folks, an Avatar fic... Finally, right? Yeah.. Right. Anyways, this fanfic isn't like others where it has major OOCness or they fall passionately in love within a few chapters. I suddenly had the urge to write a fanfic that has completely different views, the idea came to me when I was walking home from school. Do be warned I will have some OOCness with the characters. So, don't hate me.

WARNING: Azula and Sokka are currently alive, Katara and Zuko are not. Just so you are not confused.

Pairings: Katara and Zuko in later chapters

Rating: M for viloence, nudity, rape, lemon, language, and anything else that falls under this rating.

A Large and Destructive Fire

Prologue

"Fire lord, we have just recieved confrimation from the Southern Water Tribe. They have accepted our offer. When shall we leave for the South Pole, sire?" A tall gruff man was kneeling down before the fire lord, his armor was fire nation, his hair was black and tied up into a knot on top of his head, he had a beard beginning to grow. His head was lowered to show respect to the Firelord before him. He kept quiet waiting for the reply that would have him move his forces out.

The fire lord kept quiet during the announcment, he had a content expression plastered across his face, he stroked his beard as he listened. When the man stopped speaking, he stopped stroking his beard; he nodded. Though, the man who had his head lowered did not see the notion. "Lieutenant Zhao, take one of the fire nation women with you in exchange for one of their water tribe women, by any means do not harm either women, the water tribe peasant will become my wife, do be cautious as to which one you choose."

Zhao stood up and bowed respectively toward the man sitting up on the throne. "I understand." With that he took his leave, motioning for a few men to follow after him. Once outside of the throne chambers he stopped, the men behind him did the same. "Bring the concubines to my home, there I will choose." The men behind him didn't speak they just walked off, understanding their orders.

Hours later, Zhao sat in his home, drinking a hot cup of Jasmine tea, when a knock came from a different part of his home. He rose dilligently and headed in the direction of the knocking sound. When he came to the door, he opened it and in came several woman, the men behind them ushering them in. Zhao stepped back and looked at the women before him. They all stood dressed in gorgeous gowns with their hair and make up done in elegant ways, there were about 30 different women standing before him. His men stepped back behind him when Zhao began to speak. "How many of you are truly fire nation?" About 15 of them raised their hands. "Those who are not of fire nation descent, you may leave and return to your whore house." One of the men escorted the other women out.

Zhao continued "Those of you who are pregnant, undergoing a sickness, are over the age of 45 and under the age of 17, please leave now." The current 15 were now reduced to seven women now. Zhao's smirk turn into a frown, he did not like how this turned out. This meant he had to actually take time to get to know these women, to see which one would be suitable enough to be sent to the South Pole.

Several hours later, many of the women were sent home, a few more had just been sent out of the house after upsetting Zhao with something they have said or done. Now only one woman remained. Her hair was tied up in an elegant bun and was as black as the starry sky, her eyes were auburn and warm. Her skin was a pale white, regardless of living in the fire nation where she was also near the sun. She was 23 years old and was very mature. Though, she had not told Zhao she could bend, if she could bend it would mean she'd have to be sent away. She didn't want this, she wanted to be away from the fire nation. Zhao looked at the woman sternly, she simply smiled a warm and gracious smile, a smile that could melt hearts in a second, though this did not effect Zhao one bit. He simply nodded and began speaking up again. "Considering you are the last to remain, I suppose you are the most suitable to be sent to the South Pole." The young woman nodded in understanding. "When do we leave?" She asked. "Noon." He replied.

After 10 minutes of awkward silence, the young woman excused herself and walked away from Zhao. "I will be about before noon, prepared." Zhao nodded without looking back at her. After her leaving, Zhao headed to see the fire lord, his men on his tail. Zhao entered the large building-the castle-and walking towards the throne room. Upon entering his gaze met with the fire lord. "The woman to be sent to the South Pole is 23 years old, still has her virginity, became a concubine for the sake of her grandmothers health, she does not bend, nor is she born of royality, and her name is Yue Irenic." Zhao reported as he knelt down before the fire lord. "We leave at noon."

"You may use her under one circumstance, do not harm her in way." The fire lord announced coarsely. Zhao got up and bowed, then departed.

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End of prologue.

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wolf-girl87 (Nikita Grieson)