Well this is the first part of what I hope will be a long and enjoyable story.

Disclaimer: I do not own avatar the last airbender. T_T

hey guys this is my first attempt of a fic, I hope you all like it...even though it's kinda fuzzy, but hey practice makes the master right?

This story is dedicated to KatAangFan4Life. for in your stories I found the courage of making one of my own.

Prologue

I had been three years since the end of the war, three years of peace and prosperity for the world.

The scars left by the horrors of the war were deep, but they had started to heal slowly. It was now a time in which everybody could follow their path to a peaceful life, except for those for which life was war itself.

Life was full of prosperity for everybody in the three nations specially for the ones that had brought that long-waited peace. The well-known team avatar had dissipated and each one of it's members was now trying to build their lives, while keeping in touch of course. Aang and Katara now lived together in the southern air temple trying to recover some of the ancient glory of the airbenders, Sokka and Suki now lived together in Kyoshi island, Toph moved to Ba Sing Se where she owns an earthbending school, Zuko is now firelord and about a year and a half he married Mai who is now only two months away of giving birth to their first child.

Life was good overall, but among all that happiness there was a single being lost in a sea of torment, a sea of her own making. And she knew all to well that she had brought all that upon herself. All the pride and ego-centrism she had were now turned into shame and sorrow.

The once powerful and ruthless princes of the fire nation was now reduced to a common wanderer. Before she was locked into that mental institute in which she was concealed for two years, the avatar had taken away her ability to firebend, and that, besides of taking away one of the greater aspects of her life, also awakened new found emotions within her. Shame, sorrow, loneliness. All those emotions that were buried deep beneath her obsession for power have busted inside of her soul causing her to overcome the madness that had taken over her.

A single figure stand in the middle of a road during a rainy day that brought to her images of the past. It made her remember things that she wanted to forget, things that will never leave her. Has it really been that long since that day? She wondered, while looking at the rain falling.

For two long years she was locked in the mental institute alone with her toughs and the periodic visits of the various nurses and doctors.

Hearing the relentless echoes of the world outside her small room, she stood up all nights until very late hours in the morning, this was however no act of madness, she stood up so many hours reviving the memories of her past mistakes, memories that tormented her relentlessly every night, robing from her the blessing of sleep.

The doctors and nurses watch this behavior and reported to the firelord who constantly asked about her progress that she wasn't showing any chances of recovery. Sadden by this news the firelord just walked away with the hope of seeing his sister getting "better". Although a part of him still thought that she deserved such fate.

During the two years that she was held in the mental institution she was constantly mocked and brutally beat by many members of the institution, who find amusing to torment one who had caused so much pain to others. One night she decided to scape utilizing the branch of opportunity that was left between the shifts of the guards and nurses.

It was a rainy night, the sky was roaring with thunder. She waited in her room until it was ten o'clock at that time she forced the door open by jamming it with a fork that she has saved for that night.

As she quietly left her room, she was happy that the avatar had only taken away her ability to bend and not her agility. She quietly moved trough the hallways almost running into a guard from time to time. She continued the same way trough the enormous building until she found a great door which she automatically figured was her way out. she opened the great door while being very cautious no to make any sound, she was almost done pushing the door when an alarm started to sound alerting the guards who rushed to the entrance and spotted Azula while she was running away, and immediately started chasing after her.

For hours she was relentlessly chased across the rain into a forest in which her superior agility favored her. But even though she was putting some distance in between the guards and her she could not use her bending which put her in a though spot because most of the guards were firebenders.

Many minutes passed and exhaustion overrun her body, her speed began to decrease, her strength was leaving her, but there was a small light inside of her that keep her going, a whisper inside of her mind and heart, a little voice that whispered the words "freedom" and "redemption" the though gave her enough strength to keep going onward, as she kept running one of the guards grew tired of chasing her an started to trow fire balls at her. Even though the other guard objected to the method he couldn't do much against it since he was of a low rank. As the guard kept shooting at her he realized that they were heading to a cliff, when Azula realized this, she was faced with a choice, let the guards capture her and take her back to that horrible place or jump off an try survive the fall, there wasn't much time to decide, in that moment the sharp pain run trough her, one of the fire balls had hit her in the back of her right shoulder. In that moment she decided and without even looking she jumped off, the guards stopped on their tracks and only watch her fall to the thick forest below.

As she fell she knew that the chances of survival were slim, the only thing she could do was protect her head as as every second drove her the trees whose branches knocked her unconscious. The following day, a ray of light reached the beaten face of a lone figure in the middle of a forest, and as one drop of water made it's way down form a leaf and splashed on her face, she opened her eyes gazing to the light that came filtered from among the broken branches of the trees that she hit on her way down, these branches had hurt her body but they had also saved her life. For a long time she just laid there trying to process all that had happened, and as she did a single whisper escaped from her lips, "I'm alive?".

End of prologue.

Well that's is some long introduction, but I wanted to put every character somewhere and since this is a story about Azula everything was about her.

Now guys I'm a sensitive person, but I think I can take some suggestions.

If you don't comment I'm not going to upload sob, sob sob. Keep in touch if you want to know why the story is called "the wicked avatar" so long and thank you for reading. YOU ALL ROCK!