A/N –

I find it easier to write from POV's.

Well anyway, here's a (very short) one-shot about what was going on in Long Feng's thoughts as Azula corners him. Because as the finale ended, people forgot about the poor guy they were all just "OMG ZUKO IS EVIL11!!!111!!" Well I was like that also, but oh well, just read the crappy one-shot. And a creepy font in present also.

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She looked through me. No, really I mean through me; as if I was made of clear glass. She saw my thoughts, she saw my fears.

I always believed that I had an upper hand in this game we call 'power'. I was Long Feng, advisor to the Earth King, head of the Dai Li! All of Ba Sing Se feared me. And I was being brought down by a teenaged fire bender.

But of course this was no normal fire bender.

She was the daughter of Fire Lord Ozai, princess Azula. I did not fear her wrath before this moment; before she was just a tool to help my regain power, like many that came before her. I had it all planned out perfectly, even if the brat tried to fight back the Dai Li would back me up. That is were the problem came up.

They didn't.

My warriors stood behind me unmoving as I commanded them to attack. They just waited. The princess was in total control now, and I'm sure she liked it.

Princess Azula was no novice when in came to power. She knew exactly what to say to make the strongest man tremble with fear, she looked through you.

They are waiting to see which of us will sit on that throne.

Her words echoed through me head, as if it was an empty cave,

They are waiting to see which of us will sit on that throne. And you already know the answer.

I see it in your eyes, you were born with nothing; you had to struggle to get to power. But real power…is something you must be born with. You don't even know the meaning of the word.

How in the world did she find out? I left that poor boy that lived off scarps behind me; far behind me. I did not even remember him, as far as I know it was some other boy who looked in awe as rich nobles went by; wondering how it was like to wear nice cloths, to be treated like some precious toy.

Everything was passing in a daze, I felt like I was only half alive; my body was taken over be a stranger who I tried to forget my entire life. I was that little boy again, the little boy who begged completely random people on the streets for food.

I was no longer Long Feng, head of the Dai Li. I was a wrecked street urchin, shaking in fear before my queen.

I looked up at the girl, I felt sweat emerge on my once proud face. I took two lifeless steps toward her, and bowed humbly.

"You've beaten me at my own game." I say, as I bow before the throne, which she already confidently occupied.

I will never forget her next words for as long as I breathe.

Don't flatter yourself; you were never even a player.

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So…yah, what do you think?