Yo peeps...
This is my attempt at a story that has a stable plot point... see, I have this mental condition called "writer's block".
So, on to the story!
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Chapter 1
I wish that every child could complete their childhood, fulfilling their right completely. But hate has brought my charges into life as Fire Nation royalty... A fate no child should have to endure...
I am the young Prince Zuko, and Princess Azula's nurse, Botan, and my path in life is to serve those whose path is already chiseled into steel.
This is my story. Our story, as I have a special place in my heart for little Azula...
Maybe a fate chiseled in steel can be melted away with enough fire.
Siblings of any culture don't usually get along that well. But I knew, at the moment her mother presented her with a new baby brother, that Azula despised him. I don't know why that innocent baby, swaddled snugly in crimson silk, held no grudge or threat against the young princess. This is the curse of birthrights.
Baby Zuko was now the heir to the nation's throne... after Ozai, of course. Even though Azula was near being instated as a master Firebender, she was now the forgotten princess.
She watched from her window the fireworks and parades in honor of the new prince.
...then she set his portrait on her wall ablaze.
I was in the next room at the time when I heard her scream. I ran to her aid, and doused the fire with her washing water.
"Azula!" I shouted wildly, perhaps frighteningly...
The little girl sat by the door, her head in a pillow, sobbing.
"Oh Azula..." I sighed.
"Mother and Father will not want me anymore... will they?" she sobbed.
"Lady Ursa and Prince Ozai still love you, and no one will change that..."
I stopped, looked up from the tiny girl, out the window at the fireworks.
I stroked her head and sighed...
I knew I had just lied.
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A/N
My first chapters are always short, the next ones will be longer...
If you haven't guessed, I am imposing a different story of Azula...
I will not put down Zuko in this story, because I love him too much.
If you're wondering, Botan means peony... don't ask.