Azula stood at her coronation, with a smug look of content plastered on her face. To her right was Mai, and to her left was Ty Lee. How faithful. She thought. But what did she need them for? Ty Lee wasn't smiling her usual smile. It must have been that peasant boy they killed. Mai wasn't smiling either. But that was normal. Azula glanced at Mai. Of all the boys she could pick she picked my brother. The enemy. The traitor. Azula looked at Ty Lee, who was wiping the tear from her eye. What nerve. The death of my brother was a great victory. We killed the mutinous fire prince, and she is crying. How soft. What is she good for? She's like a monkey. She jumps from tree to tree, and she dances for her master. Dance little monkey.
"Um, Azula?" Ty Lee pointed to the sky, where the avatar's fluffy white bison was flying. But why is the avatar here? It's all the better anyways. I could kill him myself. The bison landed, and out came that filthy water tribe girl. She had anger all over her face, and her eyes were puffy and swollen from crying. Perfect. The comet went over her head. Over the fire nation palace. Over the world which was now her daddy's playground. Don't you know that I'm at my most powerful? Al it would take was one shot of lightning. She was weak, but driven by the loss of her brother.
"You killed my brother." I think we've established this. "And you killed you're own brother." I know, you daft plebian girl. Azula positioned her hands behind her back, getting ready to strike. "And you don't feel remorse? No pain at all that you killed your own blood?"
"My father killed his wife; the one Zuko was looking all over for? Yes, he killed her in cold blood, and Zuko never found out nor will he ever. So do I look like a remorseful girl? You lost your brother; I have one less person to strike with lightning while they are foolishly trying to kill me." Katara seethed with rage and charged at Azula. Precisely what she wanted. She quickly separated he energy of yin and yang, and released. She released all her anger into one bolt. Her anger with her brother. With her father. With her mother, who left her with her father, and, most of all, anger with herself.
And Katara could only stare death in the face. Death by Azula.
Finally, It only took one shot. The lightning was gigantic, and Ty Lee and Mai only stared at Katara's lifeless body. She was no more. "Guards?" Two Dai Li scooped the body up to throw into the volcano. No burial for stupid water tribe girls. Azula looked pleased. She did feel guilt. For the first time she had felt like what she did was wrong. But it was so right.
She walked back to her room, the coronation over. She was fire lordess now. Nobody could stop her. Her father was most likely crushing the avatar's skull. All the better. She walked around the corner and a knife stabbed her coronation robe, pinning her to the wall. She was about to pull it out, but another stabbed her left arm. "Guards!" Azula smiled as the Dai Li marched in. Mai looked worried. Azula expected this. She expected everything. She was the one that knew everything beforehand. She knew everything. It would only be a matter of time for Mai's betrayal to begin.
Ty Lee ran in. With quick jabs to the pressure points the Dai Li were down. She had defeated the Dai Li. Could she defeat the Princess? "Do you want to kill me?
Why not do it now?" Azula knew she could convince them.
"Yes. We do. And we are." Mai pulled out a knife. "Azula, we are no longer you're friends."
"You were never my friends. I used you. Don't you get it? I never cared about you. At all. Can you really be so naïve?"
Mai looked shocked. She was silent. Which was the perfect time to strike. But Azula's mouth just wanted to confess…
"And working with you was just like business. I never liked you. I liked how I could manipulate you, how you wouldn't think I was, and how you had so many things to use against you. By the way, how's you're father Mai?"
Mai looked disturbed. She couldn't help but yell, "You have no right to talk about my father! Just because he's…" Mai gulped. "deceased…"
"I never did care about Ty Lee. Pink is a horrible color anyway. Always so cheerful. She never expected I never liked her. At all." There was a little squeal from Ty Lee's side of the room. "I don't care that my mom's dead. I don't care that my dad doesn't love me for who I am. I'm just his play toy. And I don't care that I killed Zuko."
The room was enveloped in silence. Azula grinned. She lifted her leg to shoot fire at Mai. But nothing came out. Azula was empty. She had already stated she wasn't angry. No anger. No fire. No remorse at all. No more fire. She was just a spiraling pit of despair. A black hole.
Chingk. A knife hit her left leg.
Chingk. A knife hit her right leg.
Chingk. A knife hit her head.
No more fire.
No more anger.
No more Azula.