The fall from Grace has a rebound
By
So So Talented
The cell. With its four walls around her like a family bond that would cage her forever. A close family that kept her in the main focus in the center and middle of everything, even if she in chains of love. The 2 brothers had twins and the 4 of them surround her with nothing but emptiness and no promise of a real life.
The cell, where no light had entered or escaped. The only time she saw light was when they checked her chains and gave her 3 regular meals a day. The sun, her only true friend, bathing her in rich warmth and giving her the root of her fire power.
All she had was she. All she was born with was herself and all Agni blessed her with was herself. Her hands betrayed her like Mai and Ty Lee did. They no longer produce the flames she had so long had thought was hers. But Agni took it away. Her hair was long and beautiful, like the soft feathers of an elegant and vivaciously spirited raven. It now grew out and because no caring for the rich substance succumbed to spilt ends and the element of dirt and dusk caking in her scalp. They even tried to take the sun from her but every time it came out she was restless and full of energy.
The lonely dark cell, which was now her home, was not meant for her. Between her times in and out of consciousness she finally reregister this is her life, now. She was a princess and now she was lower than a pauper, a murderer, or a criminal and bastard to society, she was considered mentally insane.
The cold and dark cell. It reminded her of Mai and whatever reminder her of Mai reminded her about the outside world. She couldn't pretend anymore that her life would turn into the one aspired for. Although the chance were slim, damn near improbable, she still would try.
Her mind couldn't talk to her, or help her work out ideas, anymore. She would think one thing and then her mind would take her to the next. Her life was wreck and she couldn't configure a plan to change it.
I seemed like no one cared for her outside her four walls. Outside the four twin brothers and Mama Up and Papa down no one was there. Agni, Zuko, Mother, (who she was sure was with Zuko by now,) and her country to whom she was once the brave, fear instilling yet fearless, warrior princess. Everything she worked hard for was taken away from her as if grains of sand on a wind surface. Or rather her face was being blown from the Earth itself. If only she had been a failure like Zuzu maybe she would be on the winning side now. Zuzu betrayed them, the winners, yet he still was on top. Men had everything, did everything while women remain at their humble ranks. Yet something told her things will change, maybe Agni now took pity on her and would now give her a blessing or two or three. If some way she could be sure then maybe she could find sprit and determination she once had and make the change happen, herself.
Surly it will change? Even if she have to make it!
"Oh baby, right there…yes, now you in the right place" she said out of breathe
The war has been over for 3 year and right after it ended Zuko and Katara started hooking up. All his officials had dismissed the raunchy behavior until he decided to taint the wholesome Fire Nation blood by marrying the Queen whore of the village tribe.
They have been married for 3 years and at 15 she wasn't sure she and Zuko were meant to be. Until Azula and he fought, he matched her blow for blow almost beating her until she made the decision to try to kill Katara. Ever since that day Zuko has been a great bender as she. The fruit of their marriage did not even bring forth tainted male heirs for the succession but 2 females. The first a three year old name Mee which meant beautiful and the second a 2 year old whose name was Kai-Ying which means exceptionally bright. The girl were bright and lovely but not what the country need to secure their reign and not seem weak to the Earth Kingdom whose most dominant king has 3 sons and 1 daughter. So every time they had a chance they worked on their problem.
"Yesss…" Katara partially hissed
Zuko was thrusting with everything he had and Katara was taking that and forcing him to give her more. They change positions throughout the night so Zuko dragon could penetrate Katara more deeply and hopefully get his seed into her deep and Katara loved every minute of it.
When Zuko started to breathe at a off pace and thrusted harder, deeper, and faster Katara knew the night would be soon over and her reign would end but as the sun came Zuko got his energy back and they were back at it again, for the sake of a heir of course that was the reason Katara has been taking hers for 2 months.
"Ka…Ka..." then he reached his peak and everything he had been spilled in to Katara. Her womb could not hold it all so Zuko essence was leaking out of Katara dripping on the torn sheet, dripping down the bed post and found a way to make a puddle on the floor for the nearest maid to clean up.
Zuko laid their as if he just pass out or dead, his form a limp and totally wasted and if that was a sight Katara chocolate tresses flowing everywhere and even reaching the floor and cascading to half of Zuko's thigh was an even worse story. Zuko's member went limp so Katara lifted herself of the sheets and hovered over Zuko. Then she took the _ into her mouth trying to get him hard again.
You might have thought they were finished but the dawn was fast approuching young and their bodies young and after 3.7 hours of sleep ,after Katara got off Zuko's part, the guards and attendants heard Katara scream of joy and pure pleasure and felt the vibration of each thrust into the ground as Zuko took her doggy-style. The difference between their time at dusk and their moments at dawn was at dawn Zuko remembered to keep Katara's hips upward so everything could get into her womb.
There would be a male baby in no time at this pace and Azula coming back tomorrow was no threat to the Royal family now, right?
"Men this is unacceptable how can you tell me Azula was not making progress." They didn't even check on their prisoners in the boiling rock, that is how he escaped! If Azula was ever going to become less of a threat to his family he had to dismantle Azula's weakest parts and at the boiling rock the works of her brain didn't end. He was sure that after 3 years of Boiling Rock she must have been planning on a way to rule the world. Although what was on this paper was different she was now reduce to a low form of human. Her hands and feet were bound to the wall so she couldn't hurt herself. She hadn't bathed in 3 years and she was now just a shell of what she once was. All she does is close her eyes and murmur at night and Open her eyes and think by day. His officials were pressuring him to bring her out of there.
The ones loyal to Ozai and prospered in Ozai's reign still wanted the best for Azula, Ozai would have wan wanted their warrior princess to return the true blood to the throne of Fire. They also wanted to keep their jobs, money, and land they each achieved during the war. So they posed as the Loyalist for Zuko to keep their possessions. The Loyalist for Zuko wanted Azula to be watched over carefully so she wouldn't conspire with the Fire Nation's enemies. If Azula was unleashed again, her raw power was enough to destroy their lord believe it or not, and if she was polished and restore to her original pristine glory the world would a less peaceful place. Everyone would say things like
'She is your only sister Zuko help her'
'Your old mother weeps for her daughter but you don't tell her the truth this would make her happy'
'Every kindness shall be repaid to you'
'Agni might bless you with heirs'
Day after day he was told the mantra. So today he intended to collect.
Every day she would hope someone would open her cage and bring her light. Bring her sunlight, proper food and her fire. But every day came and for the last three years no one visited her except for Katara who mocked her and laughed at her great fall. Her mother, uncle, brother, and so-called friends forgot about her. Everyday her cell would be dark other than the occasional bright of creaks under the door and her watcher bringing her food she was always in the dark.
Until today someone opened the door and brought me an abundance of light. The door opened and she felt a sudden flow of power and pain of her chakras and chi had been temporarily on a boosted flow. This was probably lunch time, but why was it so early?
A person walked in but instead of a shabby metal uniform her eyes met with a grown man in full regalia. Her eyes had been only used to seeing the darkness 4 twin brother and Mama and Papa Up and Down, her eyes were hit hard by the luminosity she turned away.
The man said" Azula I am here to take you home."
She didn't know where he wanted to take her all she knew where her family of brothers and
Mama and Papa and the brothers were the closest thing she has ever had to a home.
"Where are you taking me" she said her voice cracking due to its lack of use.
"Home"
"I am home" the girl in chains said in a small voice.
This tattered and dirty girl could not be Azula, he could not believe it his sister was a wreck and Zuko allowed it, what type of brother was he?
Her body was lean and overly slim. It seem like they hadn't even bothered to feed her. They should at least treat her like a human. His sire had given him, though humble, a cozy and comfortable place to stay. For a peasant his banishment on that ship was an all expense paid vacation/hunt to find the Avatar. He though the boiling rock would do that for considering her record but they treat her just like if not worse than the worst criminals.
"Azula this is not your home, your home is in the Fire Nation Palace not in some nasty cell. You are a member of the royal family. Remember that Azula, you were a Princess and you still are."
"Really." She said in a dumb stricken voice
Zuko was in utter shock, how could she have lost so much of what he admired about her. Her confidence, her power, and her effortless way of bringing everyone around her in to her like a moth drawn to a deadly flame. A deadly azure flame to be exact.
"Mister, I can't leave the twin brothers and Mama and Papa, they would miss me too much"
"Who are these people?"
Zuko was looking at her as if she had two heads and was truly she really doubted he concern for his only sister.
"That's one, that's two, and the one in front of them are their twin" She said it as if it was obvious and was pointing at each wall as if introducing well known nobles before him.
"That Mama" she pointed up
"And that's Papa" she pointed down
"He likes to support me"
"Azula say good-bye" Zuko was talking to her as if he was talking to Mee or Kai-Ying.
"Okay"
After the scene Zuko had planned to change Azula completely. Take her to the palace treat her nicely and when his son was born, (When not if), he would cast her to the side or throw her back in this cell or whatever seemed convenient at the near end of his reign. If she was going to be a pawn or a good little play thing she had to be in mint condition. She needed Azula to be less a threat to the country than she already is. She needs to be rebuilded.
With the new school thing I can't write as much as I like so to have the best of bost worlds I wrote a Poem. I will try to write a poem every update but you know I have 4 stories now and I am trying to wrap the The Dragon that has a t least 10, 20, or 30, maybe if I I get more time 40 chapters left and I have a cool I idea for Mind, Body and SOul and Valentines Day Diaster will have the final chapter on Valentines day so I reall cracking it down. Plus I am read a lot more books tell me you notice if my writing my gotten better! But has my writing gotten better? I read 3 books in 1 week or 7 days. One in 3 days, andother in 3 days and wrapped up on in 1 days. Also my computer broke and I am broke so now I type in either a library or a friends house. So so y'all like the lemon? I have been waiting for a story I can exprss that side of the Zuko and Katara relationship of thier relations. Also I want to explore Zuko evil side and Zula's (I like Zula better that Azula, ZUko and Zula, doesn't that sound cute,) broken mind. So get ready for a rollercoater.
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Poem of the Update
Her hair long and lovely
Her face one you would to have
Her mind is broken and shabby
One word to her is like a stab
Treat her with digression
Let her grow tall and good
Then next time she will thank you
For treating her how a human should
Keep joy and love in your heart
Then You and your lover shall never part
"That is the Poem Chocolate Thunder write, appald Chcolate Thunder for her talent" Chocolate Thusre says (That was suppose to be funny).