Prologue

For one to be imprisoned in a place, that time, can neither be kept nor established is total hell for one to even begin to imagine.

This was the life of the former princess Azula.

Hours, days, weeks… it was impossible for Azula to even begin to imagine how much time had gone by since she had woken up inside her own personal white-celled hell.

Two groups, one horizontal and the other vertical, made from rusty iron bars, divided the room into two distinguished areas. The deepest section of the prison now inhabited, contained the former princess, who was now the newest patient to the mental hospital. At the head of the room was a door, was the door. This door was the only way out for Azula to escape out of. Since her first day in she had plotted to escape, she had tried desperately to escape her first day thrashing around spitting blue flames around the room at guards and doctors. She didn't care who she hit but as long as she hit someone and was able to escape. Needless to say the attempt was futile.

Behind Azula was a small window, this window allowed the tiniest shred of light to peer through. This light was Azula's only hope, reminding her that she could indeed escape, that she could indeed get free one day.

Her arms and legs shackled to the ground. This was not made to imprison her such as an animal but for the safety of the staff that had to enter her domain. Since day one she had attacked in a furry of flames at anyone who dared enter her domain. The chains lead to two small holes to her left barely a meter wide from one another. This mechanism was put in place so that the guards could safely subdue the patient without causing too much harm.

The former princess had not ate or slept in several days. She would not fall easily into the doctor's intention to assassinate her. Her head turned to the food tray easily in her grip. Do they think I am a fool that I would fall for their trick to poison me, no I will not go so easily.

She also feared that once she fell asleep the guards would enter and strike down on her with a furry of flames from the heavens. No she would not go so easily, she would make sure she had put the workers of this asylum in her own personal hell.

The former princess anger inflamed as she looked up as the door opened, a guard stepping in with food.

"I have come with your fresh food your highness." The guard spat out slightly chuckling to himself.

Azula mad with fury, at how such a low unworthy subject was laughing at her pain and suffering, sent blasts of madness through her as she shot out multiple blue fire blasts at the guard. Each blast hitting its mark hit the guard square in his chest. The blast was powerful enough to shoot the unprepared guard straight out of the room.

"You'll pay for that!" the guard yelled as he lift himself off the floor throwing the food tray down on the ground, a small flame began to form in the grip of his hand extending down to the ground creating a whip. Just as the man raised his arm into a striking position, a hand shot out grabbing his forearm.

"Have you forgot who the patient is Chang." A young man (possibly Azula's doctor) stepped into view of Azula's doorway, letting go of his grasp of the guards forearm. Before letting the man explain himself he turned around staring straight into Azula's eyes.

Those eyes the man thought. Filled with such hatred and fury no one should bear that all in at once. The hairs began to rise on the back of the young man's neck as chills shot down his spine. How could she let herself go like this the man thought. Once a powerful, prideful princess now turned into a hapless mess.

"I want her door welled shut and a slot made so that you can slide the food into her chamber and make sure she is chained properly now." The young doctor said as he turned around and left disappearing from Azula's sight.

The guard shut the door and began to go to work as were the doctor's orders.

Azula awoke unaware how long she had been out a few minutes or days she did not know. Her arms and legs now chained even more securely to the ground and wall. Azula looked up her door now welded shut, her only hope of escaping now left her.

Azula eventually tried fire bending; she tried to make several small fire daggers in which were to appear on the tip of her fingers. A small flame erupted from her forefinger and then her pinky and soon after all of her fingers had a small fire going. I wonder if I can melt the cuffs off Azula thought as she began to let her fingers touch the cuffs.

The former princess screamed in agonizing pain as the metal on the cuffs heated up burning her wrist intensely. The pain shot all up her body and she soon fell down hitting her head on the ground loosing conscience.

Azula rose in alert of having been passed out, her whole body ached from not being able to move and the lack of nutrients was starting to affect the girl.

"You know you shouldn't be doing things like that." A faint whisper came from the corner of the room. "If you keep that up you will only be hurting yourself now."

"Who is there? Who dares show themselves in my presences?" Azula spat out sending a fire ball in the direction of the voice.

The figure stepped forward from the opposite side in which she had just been standing from; the moon light shining down on the figure revealing a set of curves and the figures face.

"You! How dare you present yourself in my presence! You betrayed me! You traitor!" Azula screamed in a frenzy shooting blue flames up in the air. "You and Mai both traitors! How could you do such a thing to me? How did you even get in here?" Azula began to rise but the lack of nutrients had left her legs weak and she fell back down to her knees. Her gaze on the cold stone floor she tried not to acknowledge the visitor but that was hard.

"You passed out the pain and the lack of nutrients in your body alarmed the doctor, so he had the guards open the door to feed you and ease the pain." The figure explained.

Guilt began to fill the stranger, had the betrayal of her friend really hurt her so much. So much that she would hurt herself mentally and physically. She couldn't believe it, she wouldn't believe that. She never wanted Azula to place her fear over her controlling her like a puppet again.

Azula slowly began to look up her medium long hair falling down to the side of her face. Her eyes met the stranger who had now stepped completely out of the shadows. "You who I trusted the most in this world betrayed me and eventually became the death of me! GET OUT NOW!" Azula screamed letting out a blast of blue flames that engulfed the whole room in a frenzy setting various objects ablaze.

Screams filled the mental institute as Azula began laughing hysterically. Guards rushed in, the laugh sending chills down their spines as they began putting out the flames and dragging the partly burnt figure out of the room.

Azula stopped laughing. Her eyes meeting the visitors just as she was being pulled out of the room, " Ty Lee mark my words, one day I will escape from this hell and one day I shall set out and have my vengeance on all those who betrayed me!"

Azula once more began to fill the institution with laughter as the guards began to weld the door shut once again. The ex-princess began to plan once again.