A/N: Hey, first off, thanks for reading this!

I remember I had been discussing favorite characters with my fellow A:TLA fans on a different site, and they both remarked that they liked Azula, especially when she went insane. At the time I hadn't been too fond of Azula- I mean, she had been a good character and a brilliant addition to the Avatar series, definately- but I just didn't see why she had been a favorite character of them. So a day after that, I was bored, so I decided to study her a little bit. And along the way I I found that she really seemed to have it about as rough as Zuko- think about it, Zuko had both Ursa's and Iroh's love, possibly Lu Ten's also, while all Azula had was Ozai's love- if his praise for her can even be called love. Bleh. Anyways, I actually began to feel sorry for Azula, especially when she was driven into insanity- if only she had a little more love in her life... I wonder what it would have been like then.

So due to my sympathy for her, my studying of her, and my connection, Azula skyrocketed to my top three favorite characters in A:TLA (1. Toph 2. Azula 3. Zuko). And I responded to my observations by deciding to write a small One-Shot of her- it turned out to grow, in short. I really can't help my longness, can I?

So, this is the prolouge, here I go. Sorry this is short- I promise you that the chapters WILL get longer. A LOT longer.

And I think I've rambled on long enough- I have a habit of that. Anyways- Disclaimer, I don't own Avatar: The Last Airbender or Avatar: The Legend of Korra. I wish I did, though... A LOT.

So, bye! Oh, and please tell me what you think of this by leaving me a review- I'm working on another million other FanFictions at the same time, so starting another one wasn't too smart... but writing this has been a lot of fun!

So, I really have gone on enough. So Read and Rate, enjoy the story!

Lies

Azula's Story

Most children my age are taught to raise something that starts with an L, hold it close to their hearts and base their life around it. That word is love.

As for me, that word is lies.

That word could have been love, in all honesty. But I just had gotten so little of it, I had to change this.

From a young age I could tell my mother favored little Zu-Zu over me. I sought valiantly for her attention, but my older brother gained it all without as much as a flick of a finger.

Perhaps it wasn't Zu-Zu. Perhaps it was me. Was Zu-Zu strong and I weak?

As time passed, this theory blossomed into reality. If I was weak, I'd need to make myself stronger- I was royalty! I was the one who should have power! I should be the one dominating them! I They should give me the respect I deserved- mother in particular. Even if it meant them all trembling in fear.

Fear… respect… dominance… power…

Yes, those were the four tools I needed. I needed to get this 'love' everyone else was so familiar with, but I couldn't get that at where I was now- it's obvious I needed to earn it. So I'd force the love out of them with fear- that's the only way I would get it, the only way I could get it.

So it was from that moment on that I taught myself how to lie.