"There is a beast in every man and it stirs when you put a sword in his hand"

Jorah Mormont

~18 YEARS EARLIER~

"Don't follow me."

"But Firelord Azulon"

"That is an order!"

The guards immediately kept silent and followed his command by letting him in. The old man crept into the hallway and finally reached the cell he was looking for.

A bright red flame illuminated his palm and a figure came into view. He saw her sitting cross-legged with her head down, her white hair falling over her face and body.

"After forty long years. To what do I owe this visit"

Azulon frowned

"I have come to fulfill my promise"

The old woman chuckled.

"Will the annihilation of my home, finally give you a peace of mind?"

"It will give me back my honor and restore the dignity of the Fire Nation."

She rose from where she stood and slowly made her way towards him. Her bony wrinkled arms were bound by long chains, which caused her to stop in her tracks. Smiling like a mad woman she looked up at him to finally met his eyes. Her once deadly ocean blue
eyes, now faded to silver slits. Still able to hold a person in place and pierce their soul.

"Surely you didn't come all the way down here, just to tell me those words Firelord"

He observed how old and still wickedly beautiful she was to him. He slowly moved forward to meet her until their faces were close. She placed a gentle touch on his chest and he flinched. But kept his golden eyes on hers. Her cold breath met his warm ones.
Unable to contain himself he leaned down planting a rough kiss on her lips, which she returned with slow eagerness.

She pulled away and looked up at him again. His kiss seemed to fuel a burst of emotions she hadn't felt in a long quickly flooded her veins as she pulled the moisture from the air, forming a whip and attacked him. As old as she was, he
had taken advantage of her again and she wasn't going to let him get away with it.

He quickly evaded the attack, shooting two fire blasts from his fists. Remembering what caused him to hate this woman so much, prompted him to want to burn her right on the spot. She also held a similar desire to kill him, as she manipulated the air around
her. Even if it was dry and difficult to pull, it only strengthened her resolve to kill him. Perhaps today was the day, but the chains prevented her from moving as well as she could and she was held back.

Azulon stopped attacking, giving her a look of disbelief and shook his head.

"You water bending scum" he snarled.

Yes, this woman was the scum who had the guts to bear his cursed child. His son whom she ended up murdering. Those words seemed to stir something inside of her.

Her eyes immediately widened and her fingersfound his blood. His spine froze all over preventing him from moving, forcing him to look at her. He struggled to escape her invisible strings, which he had hoped she would never use on him again.

She tried lunging at him, but the chains continued to prevent her mobility loosening her grip on him.

Azulon took advantage of the opportunity, punched out his flaming fist and knocked her into the wall. Overcome and shaken with a fear that he refused to show, he straightened his robes and reached for the door. He paused to look back at her.

"I should have gotten rid of you and your people, the minute you seduced me."

He took one last look at the pathetic woman and left, leaving the cell door ajar.

Hama smiled, she knew that wasn't a mistake, neither was the fire he had just used to attack her. She allowed the chains that he had just helped her dismantle, slide off her arms and made her way towards the door.