A/N: Hey everyone. This is my first PUBLISHED fic. I'm a long time reader, reviewer and writer but just recently decided to share my stuff. I'm a big Azulaang shipper. It's got such a wide range of possibility and it's sort of forbidden, which is hot lol
Anyway feel free to read, review and constructively criticize this story.
You can also give suggestions for the direction of the story, if you want.
Disclaimer: I definitely do not own Avatar: the last airbender, Although I wish I did.
Azula has escaped and no-one has seen or heard from her for months, That is until Aang joins in the search. Things take an interesting turn.
Let The Games Begin
Chapter 1
Hurried steps...That's the only sound that was reverberating in the near empty hall way.
He walked so quick that he nearly tripped on his own feet. He had to get there, He couldn't waste anytime, this was a matter of life and death, his own and the firenation. Beads of sweat ran down his face, giving his scar a pinkish shine as he neared the throne room.
He turned the corner and sped up as he entered the corridor leading to the throne room, his heart beating fast out of panic and the strain of running from the far side of the palace in the East wing to the center of the palace. He had refused to travel by palanquin as it was "too slow"...He regretted that decision.
No time to dwell on that though as he reached the giant doors of the throne room.
The two guards manning the door gave him a lazy once over as he silently as for permission using the letter in his hands, hand gestures and wheezing breaths.
" . .him...important...please"
The doors barely opened before he stumbled in, battling with gravity to not fall face first. He managed to shift his balance to hit the deck with his knees and slide a few feet ahead of him
'Good enough' He thought to himself as he gave a bow without rising from his kneeling position.
"Firelord Zuko, I bring an urgent message!"
To say Zuko was started would be an understatement. When the doors cracked open he expected another old noble to enter and either suck up to gain his "favour" or to complain about Agni knows what. When a young man made a stumbling entrance his quick reflexes kicked in and he rose off his seat and into a fighting stance, ready for anything, that was until he saw who the young man was.
"Shun, What is it now?" He asked as he plomped down his seat.
The young man noticed how the Firelord said 'now' in a droll manner but ignored it, he was carrying some really bad news and he did not look forward the the Firelord's reaction.
"My lord, I carry some disturbing news. It's about Princess Azula.
At this Zuko sat up and listened.
"What is it? Is she okay?"
"Uhm...I wouldn't know sir. She sort...of...escaped."
