I enjoyed writing this despite how short it is. It is just an idea that I will probably continue, but not if no one likes it, so tell me what you think. I've never read anything from Azula's POV so I thought I'd try this. Although it probably won't be that popluar because not too many people like Azula. But anyways, enjoy, and review and subscribe please!?
People wonder why I am how I am. This is my story. My untold, maybe you'll understand.
I wasn't even five years old looking into the eyes of a killer. My brother was two years older then me. Always has been, always will be, my only purpose was to be there to take the throne if my brother was incapable to. But since I am a girl this seemed invalid to Azulon, my grandfather. So he wanted to kill me.
As he stared into my eyes through the front I could see the evil, pain, and betrayal that lurked inside him. Even at 4 years of age I could read people. He spoke to me softly trying to make me think he was on my side.
"Azula, darling, do you know why I've called you here?" He cooed.
"No grandfather- I mean Firelord Azulon." I said in my sweetest little girl voice.
"I have a surprise for you." He said happily making me think twice that he was evil.
He pulled out a sword and lit it. Plunging it toward my chest. That's when it happened. I pointed at him and screamed, not knowingly releasing an inhuman bolt of energy through my fingers into the black hole where his heart should've been.