A/N: Written for Azula's Angels challenge. The prompt was "you are mine". Please tell me what you think of the format and if I ought to change it.
"You are mine."
He whispered softly to the bundle in his arms. Firelord Ozai had a mad glint in his eyes as he stroked his newborn daughter's cheek.
His wife stared at him from across the room, eyes blurry from the exhaustion of childbirth. As the world around her turned black, she hoped what she saw was a dream.
It wasn't.
"You are mine."
He said, almost lovingly, as he stared at his beautiful daughter in the mirror. His stare contained no love, perhaps not even any lust; just an uncontrollable possessiveness. As his eyes traced her face, her neck, her body, Azula inwardly shuddered.
"You are mine."
He gasps, barely audible, as he smothers her with his tongue. Almost choking her. She wishes he would choke her. She wishes she would die.
"You are mine."
He said as he made the final push to enter his daughter's body. He continues his assault on her body (and her soul). She looks straight ahead. Willing herself to see something else.. Anything, other than the truth.. Unfortunately, even she was not that good of a liar.
"You are mine."
He says in triumph as he leaves her room. His daughter lies, bloody and broken, on the floor. She lies in a pool of crimson blood. Stains of dark red clinging to her once pure body.. Stains that will never be erased.. No matter how much she washes them away.
She is his. Mind, body and soul.
"You are mine."
He says it once more, but this time he falters. He says it almost pleadingly (yet still with a sharp edge), as if willing it to be true. And it was true.
Once.
Not anymore.
"You are mine."
She whispers softly, taunting, but the thinly veiled icy fury underneath its soft edges, chills him more than any taunt. Then she smiles, a small, almost innocent, smile. And everything goes black. A cold blast of fiery blue is the last thing the great Firelord Ozai sees before his demise.
"You are mine."
She whispers once more. Her eyes staring impassively at the crimson pool of blood forming by her feet.
He is hers. Mind, body and soul.
A/N: If you are interested in more fics conserning their relationship, please read my upcoming fic which will be a mutichap story about their relationship. Yes, there will also be abuse there. It isn't named yet but I will be working on it.