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Summary: With the world under the control of the fire nation, Suki has front-row seats to the destruction of the Fire Princess.

Warnings: yuri, swearing, altered path (in a future where the Fire Nation wins)

Master of Lies

"Princess Azula. You're still alive and well I see." Suki's word's felt like venom with a sprinkle of humor. The princess has come as she does almost on weekly base to this part of the palace, far away from the courts to be entertained by Suki's humor.

Almost like it was a secret that Suki, the once Kyoshi warrior, was now hidden away from all those eyes and whispers. Those whispers that started out all those years ago when she was captured and de-cloth of her honor and dignity. From being kept inside a prison of walls and bars, then transported to a new kind of prison. No metal bars here in this room made of stone and wood. Still had lock doors and a guard. The only window led to a small balcony too many feet above the ground to jump. To jump she would surely die. The princess has pointed this out many times. Sometime pushing her with words to jump. Suki refuses always.

"I hear that you are not eating." Azula states with no emotion. She never has any emotion. It was doubtful the princess could feel. "Are you ill or do you wish to die a peaceful death?"

Suki scuffs turning away from the fire bender, her beautiful silk-gowned moves swift as she sits at the end of the magnmany color mattress. Azula golden irises follow her trying to calculate how her captive would act.

"If you must know I can barley keep anything in. The maids had to change the linens three times already. If I am dying then it seems I will die hungry in a silk robe."

Azula laughed lightly, making her way to the other woman. She lifts up her hand and places it against the other's forehead. Her head tilts just a little, she keeps her eyes fixed on the other set. Slightly warmer then normal she notices.

"I will send a healer if you wish." Azula still hasn't removed her hand. The statement was giving her a choice. To live or die. This again was one of many choices the woman was given throughout her time being a captive of the princess.

"Yes." She states softly, part of her wishes the princess remove her hand. The other wishes the princess to move her hand to her throat and squeeze. Suki refuses to kill herself, but will lye down willingly accepting death from the hands of the princess.

She remembers when she was first defeated, just a teenager. Back in those woods on a mildly warm day, her fellow warriors lye on the ground. Her fans separated from their right full place in her hands. Body aching and dripping of copper smelling blood she told the princess to kill her. Azula just smiled pulling Suki's face closer to her. "Not until I get what I want"

At the time Suki doubted the young girl even knew what she wanted. Seasons pass and still the younger woman didn't know what she truly wanted. Suki wanted death and she wanted Azula to give it to her. Azula always gives her choices but will never accept the one she truly wishes for.

Azula's hand, Suki just noticed now is filtering in her hair. It's longer now. Haven't been cut in years. There was no point any more. This is her new life. Not a warrior. There were no hero's any more. Just half-less drones to the new world order, and Suki was doing her part.

"Well I should go and fetch one. Maybe a Water Healer would be best." She states deep in thinking. What ever the best was, for Suki, Azula always made sure to get it. She places a soft kiss on the woman's brow then turns and leaves threw the decorative metal door nodding to the guard as she brushes by.

The echo of the door closing as it has done thousands of times signals again that she will live for another day.

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so...this the start of about 6 chaps...i think...