FINALLY!!! I have finally updated this story. Oh man I can't believe it took me so long to write the next chapter, but here it is. Like always its short, but I really can't seem to write longer chapters. I think it builds anticipation for the next chap. But oh well, ON WITH THE READING!
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Revenge is sweet when served with a dose of insanity
Chapter 8
Azula had missed her mark by only mere inches, striking the waterbender in the shoulder blade instead of her intended target of the centre of her back. However as the girl in blue was thrown mercilessly to the floor she still deemed it to be a lethal blow given the close proximity and force of the attack.
She looked to her left, and winced. For possibly the first time in her life, she felt a twinge on fear. The look on the Avatars face was one of uncontrollable rage and caused her to take a step backwards.
Though she had lived only a relatively short life, Azula had commited evils far greater than a number of full grown men combined. She had had two very loyal friends, even if they did only do as she commanded because they were afraid she would roast them if they objected. She would never admit it, to herself or to anyone, that when they had fled from the fire nation only a few days earlier, that she had felt not only betrayal, but also hurt and sadness.
In those last few moments, she felt rather empty and a little pissed off. Her life didn't flash before her eyes like she had been told happens in the face of death, but only that her friends were not there, and that she would never get the chance to tell them how sorry she was.
Ozai watched from his crumpled position on the floor as the angered airbender ended his daughter. The razor sharp blade of air that had been lashed at an incomprehensible speed, killed the fire princess in an instant. Rage coursed through his veins, just like the avatar, who was now facing the fallen fire lord.
Their eyes met. Both knew that this was the final showdown. That within the next few minutes, only one or possibly neither of them would be left standing. In his rage and anger, aang had forgotten all about his backup. All he new, all that he cared about was that katara was lying face down, and showing no signs of life whatsoever.
Authors note: It's ok I'm all good, the disclaimer is a bad shot. He only nicked me. Well again I'm sorry for taking so long to update and with any hope it won't take so long to post the next chapter. That is if my stupid pc WOULD STOP FREEZING! Plz review. 8D
