Just something quick.


It's a split second decision.

Azula watches her brother, he prepares himself, and she hates him just that little bit more, fueling her rage and her frustration. She's teetering on the edge of sanity and she's going to fall off, into an abyss of never-ending taunts and ridicules and doubts.

Her eyes stray to somewhere behind Zuko, watching the light-haired and dark-skinned Water Tribe girl clutch her water pouch, eyes narrowed. She's beautiful, and Azula can see why her brother is so in love with her. Something snaps in her, and Azula suddenly wants to destroy the girl. Destroy the pretty, lovely, fierce teenager and watch Zuko scream and cry. Azula can't have competition. And Zuko…well he was never much of a challenge.

So when her fingers spark, when the lightning fills her, pumping through her veins and her stomach and her mind, she moves just a little, and sends the lightning towards Katara.


Somewhere, in the broken thing that is her mind, she wonders how she fell so hard.


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