AN: Ok so here is where things begin to divert from the actual show...we all know Azula went crazy and Ozai was just pure evil, but, this is my story so this is how it goes. Now things will begin to get complex and complicated as things begin to unravel and the truth comes out. So with that, enjoy the rest of the chapter and I will see you all next chapter! Oh and please, tell me what you think!

Footsteps echoed through the massive corridors, gasping sounds resonated and in the darkness of the night, sounded as if a chase was afoot.

Azula had been running for a good ten minutes. Earlier she had been out on the training grounds, performing the more complex combinations that Zuko had taught her before she was suddenly ambushed.

Several of the palace royal guards had surrounded her, all were weaponry specialists and there were none that bended. As she found herself trapped, a few members of the council approached, declaring that Princess Azula was a traitor, as was her brother Prince Zuko and as was their father, Fire Lord Ozai.

The declared that they be stripped of their titles and executed as all traitors should be.

Azula's eyes widened at the blasphemy that she heard, spewing out of the old bag's mouth and she couldn't do anything at the moment but hiss and clench her fists, narrowing her eyes dangerously. Waiting for the right moment to attack.

Once the old fool had finished his declaration, he commanded the soldiers to finish her off and move on to find Fire Lord Ozai. But Azula could not have this, she wouldn't. She would not allow her own countrymen to kill her.

As the soldiers closed in on her, she saw something in their eyes, it was sorrow and sadness.

Each of them mumbled, "Forgive us Princess," or "I am sorry Princess," but Azula did not reply. Instead she leapt up, round kicking and igniting fire from her feet, knocking the soldiers down for a few moments as she darted over their bodies and towards the council members.

Taking in deep breaths as she entered the hallway, Azula calmed herself, positioning herself in the steps for bending cold fire. Her targets were already on the far end of the hall but she knew if she concentrated enough she would hit her target.

'Remember what ZuZu always said,' she thought to herself, closing her eyes, feeling the pull of energy.

Sparks surrounded her fingertips as she circled them around, her eyes darting open and narrowing as a vicious grin overcame her features and in one daring thrust of her right arm, Azula sent the lighting down the hall, striking her targets dead.

Suddenly the sounds of groaning and footsteps reached her ears and she knew the soldiers had gotten back to their feet, thusly she continued to run down the hall, frantically searching for her father.

Zuko found that on this night, sleep had eluded him. He had tossed and turned, trying to find a way to fall into slumber, but alas he could not. Instead he stood, stretching out his limbs and exited his room, heading towards the courtyard.

It was a beautiful night, much like many other nights, but for some reason on this night, his heart ached, he felt as if something terrible had happened and for the life of him he didn't understand why.

Then it suddenly dawned on him, he had never sent the messenger hawk to Azula and his father as promised.

Slapping his palm to his face Zuko darted back through the halls to his and Katara's shared room and found the messenger bird cooped up by the window, sleeping soundly.

Reaching in his bag he grabbed parchment and ink and began to write down a simple message to his father and sister.

The letter read:

Father & Azula,

I have successfully made it to the Western Air Temple in the Ti Fei Ravine. The Avatar and his companions are here and I have been successful in communications. Avatar Aang has agreed to help us, but he requires a firebending master. This I am not, but I assured him that I would help him as much as I can and teach him all I know.

How are things going there? Have the council given in or do they still persist?

Zuko

Smiling at the letter he rolled the parchment up, slipping it into the cylinder tube on the back of the bird.

Picking the bird up by its feet, allowing it to jump onto his arm, he whispered the location in its ear and watched as it took flight, disappearing in the brightness of the moon.

Turning around slowly he saw Katara laying there, her dark curls placed gracefully over her backside and some cascading off the side of the bed. Her hand dangled out over the bed's edge slightly as she faced the window. Sighing, Zuko approached, sliding her body more onto the bed to prevent her from falling off and taking his place next to her.

"Father?!" Azula yelled as she darted down the hall, the guards were just now turning the bend and charged after her.

Azula skidded to a halt as she entered the war chamber, slamming the doors behind her.

Empty.

Looking around she tried to find another way of escape but there was none, there was only this one entrance and exit. But wait. She smashed herself up against the stone wall, scooting into the corner of the room where immense darkness lurked, hoping that this would be cover enough.

Crouching down she waited for the guards, hoping that they have either past her by or were perhaps about ready to enter, giving her a chance to escape while they searched the room for her.

Suddenly the door creaked open, shadowed figures stretched across the war chamber's floor as the figures walked inside. Their palms were ignited and Azula found herself cursing in silence.

But wait. The men that were sent after her were soldiers of non-bending abilities…perhaps…

"Princess?" one called out.

"Princess Azula, it is I Commander Nikko Zehng," he said softly, his eyes scanning the room for any signs of movement, "Princess?" he called again.

At first Azula laid silent, watching as the group of firebenders continued their search, trying to remember who this commander was.

Suddenly it dawned on her; he was Katara's escort and the only guard Katara had entrusted her life with.

Taking a deep breath she emerged from the shadows, hoping that this was not some mistake.

"Commander?" Azula called out to him.

He and his men turned on their heal, bowing out of respect before running up to her and grabbing her by the arm, leading her from the war chamber and down the hall.

"Princess, your father has instructed that we get you to safety," Nikko began as they rounded the corner.

Azula tried to pull herself from his grasp, "Where is my father?" she asked, seeing that they were at a dead end. The seven soldiers behind her turned around, facing the hall just in case they should have any unwelcoming visitors as Nikko approached the wall with the princess in hand.

Reaching up and grabbing hold of one of the lantern mounts on the wall, a small rumble was heard and suddenly a gust of air brushed past Azula, the wall opening before her very eyes.

Cobwebs and dust layered the walls, "Your father is waiting for us at the docks," he said, "men, follow quickly," he ordered the other soldiers.

The wall sealed behind them and each of them ignited their palms as they walked through the damp and darkened tunnel.

"Your father instructed us to find you and bring you to the docks. He has prepared an airship to take you to a safer location until this is all sorted out," Nikko stated, "he also commanded that I and my men escort you, insuring your safety," he continued to look forward, not giving her a side glance.

For the remainder of their journey it was quiet between the soldiers and the princess.

Just outside, near the docks where his daughter's airship was waiting, Ozai paced back and forth, hoping that Commander Nikko and his men were able to get his daughter with very little trouble. Sighing he released the topknot from its hold, allowing his hair to cascade down his shoulders and began massaging his temples, waiting for them to arrive.

Resting there for a moment Ozai heard the faintest of sounds. Looking up his eyes made contact with a messenger hawk as it made its decent landing on a small stone post just before him.

Walking the small steps it took to get to the bird, Ozai pulled the parchment from the canister to reveal a letter from Zuko. He was still at the Western Air Temple, Ozai smiled after reading that the Avatar had heard their plea and was going to do all that he could to help and his son; Ozai's son would teach the Avatar firebending.

He had never felt so much joy in the past few years than what he was feeling now.

But soon his happiness was overborne by worry and he knew that their situation had only gotten worse. He had to get Azula out of here and soon.

"Come your highness," Nikko said as the wall before them opened, allowing the moonlight to pour in on them, "your father should be just up ahead," he stated, watching as the princess darted off in the direction that he pointed to.

"Father! Father!" she yelled as she ran up towards the massive airship. Looking around Azula saw no one, but soon her eyes traveled over to a bird as it took flight only to see that where it took off from was none other than her father's arm.

Joy filled her as she ran to him, engulfing him in her embrace.

Ozai was joyful, tearful and most of all, exasperatingly happy that nothing had happened to his daughter.

His hand pressed into her locks as he held her tightly, whispering in her ear, "Azula, I'm so relieved to see you unharmed," kissing the top of her forehead they remained like this for some time before Nikko and his men interrupted.

"My lord, we should get going," Nikko stated softly, not wishing to break the moment between father and daughter, but Ozai knew the young commander was right.

Azula looked over her shoulder at the young commander with sorrow in her eyes; she didn't want to leave, not without her father and especially not with him by herself.

But there was no point in arguing. It had all been arranged, therefore it must be done.

"Come Azula," she felt a tug at her arm, looking to see her father leading her to the massive airship, "Commander Nikko and his men have sworn allegiance to you and your brother. They will be there with you every step of the way," he said, looking past her at the young men then back at his daughter, "I need you to be brave and give your brother my love," he pulled her into another hug, only this one was much different, it was if he were saying goodbye, "and you listen to him, do you understand me?"

Tears began to gather in her eyes as she looked at him, "Yes father," she nodded in agreement, giving him one last hug.

"And no matter what happens you stick by one another," he kissed her head again before sending her off, "I love you Azula," he said as he watched her walk up the small planked bridge, disappearing behind a sealed door, soon taking off like the bird had for the Western Air Temple.

Ozai stood there, watching as the massive sky ship slowly began to shrink, until it was nothing more than a twinkle in the moonlight. With a heavy heart he turned away, prepared to face the demons he and his forefathers had long ago created.
So what did you think? Was it too soon? If so I can write a few more chapters between! Just let me know everyone!