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I OWN NOTHING; I DO NOT OWN THE LEGEND OF KORRA OR/AND AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER.
Chapter 52-
*Somewhere in Republic City: Afternoon.*
Amon is sitting in his chair in his medium sized office, staring at papers. With only two days until the finally battle between Benders and Nonbenders, there is still a lot of work to do.
The masked man is reading over some of his notes and plans for the main event in just two days, but there is one thought that keeps tugging at his mind.
'Where the spirits is that firebender? She was supposed to be at the meeting this morning! What could she possibly have to do that is more important than this? I swear that girl is trying to tempt me into just killing her and getting her out of the way once and for all. When I see that stubborn, annoying, crazy firebender, I am going to-' All Amon's thoughts are cut off when a new voice fills the once silent room.
"Thinking about me?" Azula asks with a smirk on her lips as she is leaning on the frame of the door with her arms folded across her chest.
"Where were you this morning? You missed the meeting." Amon coldly asks as he looks up from the papers that are lying on his desk.
Azula raises an eyebrow at the masked man and mockingly says, "Meeting? Oh why do you care if I was there or not; miss me?"
"Where were you, Azula? I will not ask again; don't forget, firebender, I am in charge of you." Amon says, now with his own smirk tugging at his lips, but is hidden under his mask.
"Oh stop acting so tough. We both know that I am not scared of you." Azula says as she walks into the office and sits down on one of the chairs that are in front of Amon's desk.
The firebender looks at Amon and mockingly frowns, "Aw, why in such a bad mood?"
"You and Tarrlok were both missing from the meeting this morning and I want to know where you two were. Neither of you came back to your rooms last night as well. Is there something I should know about, Azula?" Amon callously asks; Azula could hear the anger in his voice and she could practically sense the fire that is burning in his eyes.
"Aw, jealous that your brother maybe was with me last night and no one included you on all the fun we did?" Azula sarcastically asks, but with one glare from Amon, she rolls her golden eyes and sighs, "Oh calm down, Amon. I don't know where Tarrlok is and I frankly don't care either."
"Oh, if that is so then where were you? Stop avoiding the question, Azula. Or do I have to force it out of you?" Amon says the last line with a wide smirk on his lips and that did it. Azula jumps up to her feet and snaps, "I am sick of you thinking you're stronger than me! You're not! You couldn't force anything out of me whether you wanted to or not; I am not weak and if you keep pushing me, you will regret it."
Amon now stands up and glares at the daring firebender, "Azula, if you even want to think about ever bending your precious fire again, you will respect me and listen to my orders. It's about time you realize that I am the one in charge; not you."
"We're partners; we're equal, Amon. You're not in charge of me and I am not in charge of you, but trust me I could easily change that." Azula hisses, her bright golden eyes turning into fire and rage is burning in them.
Amon's hands turn into tight fists and he cruelly spits out, "At first I thought by having you join my plans I thought it was a brilliant idea, but now I am not so sure it is."
"Is that so?" Azula challenges. The masked man chuckles darkly, "Since when did you become so grown up? You use to be just a crazy, uncontrollable, tenacious, immature, bratty, firebending princess. Now you are having the guts to stand up to a man who can easily take away your bending and turn you into nothing."
Azula eyes him, small flames coming off her knuckles, "I was never immature, Amon. If you researched so much about me than you would know that. I get what I want, I do what I want and whoever gets in my way, I get rid of. I may be young, but I am definitely dangerous and you should be the one scared of me and turning you into nothing!"
Amon holds his hands behind his back and looks straight into Azula's eyes, "Before I came and broke you out of prison and got you, I did much research. I wanted a partner whom I can count on, who is strong, and dangerous . . . just like I am. I wanted someone who is not afraid to hurt someone to get what he or she want and need. When I came across your name, I thought you would be the perfect match for me and for my plans. However, I made one mistake out of this entire thing."
"Oh? And what would that be? What was the one mistake you made?" Azula asks, pretending to uninterested in whatever else the masked man has to say to her.
"The one mistake I made was that-" Amon begins, but is then cut off by a familiar voice.
"To make sure she was loyal." The voice speaks with hatred and venom in his rough and husky voice.
Amon and Azula turn their heads towards the door and they see Tarrlok who has ripped clothes, messed up hair, bruises covering his tan body, blood covering his body and his clothes and cuts and scars on his skin. His cold, ice blue eyes look restless, full of pain, but also filled with rage.
"Tarrlok?" Amon asks in disbelief at his brother, "What in the spirits has happened to you and where the spirits have you been?!"
Azula keeps her eyes glued to the waterbender and she clenches her teeth. She knows what's going to happen next.
"Why don't you ask your partner here?" Tarrlok snaps while pointing a finger at Azula. Azula raises an eyebrow and pretends to look shocked, "Me? What in the spirits did I do?"
Tarrlok limps over to his brother and cruelly hisses through his teeth, "That firebending brat attacked me! Avatar Korra and I were fighting and I decided to take her back to my cabin up in the mountains, but then she helps Korra escapes!"
Azula lets out a loud, dark laugh, "I helped the Avatar escape? I have better things to do with my time then worry about what you and the Avatar do."
"I was about to put Avatar Korra into the back of my truck, but then Azula attacks me, lets Korra escape and then she shoots lightening at me! She tried to kill- ow . . . ah- me!" Tarrlok holds his chest with his right hand in pain. Pain is written all over his face and Amon slowly turns his head to face Azula.
Azula bites her lip in an attempt to hide her smile, but to no avail, "Tarrlok, if I wanted you six feet under, you would be there a long time ago. I would not leave you alive only so you could 'rat me out' to your brother. How old are you anyways? Run to your brother when something 'bad' happens to you or something?"
"Amon, she is an obstacle! We don't need her in our plans! Why don't we just get rid of her?!" Tarrlok yells and Azula doesn't take those words so nicely.
"Why don't you shut it before I burn you into ashes?!" Azula snaps. Tarrlok continues though, "She is crazy, uncontrollable and reckless! She is not loyal and she is a disaster waiting to happen!"
Those words hit her hard though . . .
-Flashback-
Little Azula, who is only about six or seven years old, is running around with her best friend Ty Lee and Mai. The three of them are laughing and fooling around with one another; they are enjoying the nice day out in the backyard of their –Azula and her family's- home.
"I'll be right back, I'm going to go see if I could find Zuko and make him play with us. Oh and I am going to get some drinks." Azula suddenly says as she stops running around and walks inside the house.
However, once Azula enters her home, as she passes by one of the rooms in the large home, she overhears her name being mention and she decides to listen.
"I don't know what on earth I am going to do with that girl." Azula's mother, Ursa, says quietly.
"She's strong though, Ursa, and that is the most important thing." Azula's father, Ozai, says back.
Ursa shakes her head and lets out a stressful sigh, "I love her to death, but Ozai don't you see it? If she is this uncontrollable and powerful at this age, what do you think she will become in just a few years?"
"She will be strong! She is supposed to be strong; she is the princess of the Fire Nation! What do you expect from her? Zuko, on the other hand, needs more practice with his firebending and he needs to focus on becoming stronger if he is someday going to be the Fire-Lord." Ozai says in a harsh tone and Ursa eyes him, "Zuko is perfect just the way he is and when the time comes, he will do what he needs to."
"No, what Zuko needs to be is just like Azula!" Ozai argues.
Azula continues to listen with her ear against the door and her eyes wide as she listens to the conversation between her mother and father.
"Zuko is not as dangerous as Azula is! Azula yelled at two of our servants today because they were moving too slow for her liking! That is not right and I don't want my daughter to be like that." Ursa fights back and her voice raises a bit higher now as the argument gets more heated.
"Well it is not up to you, Ursa! I choose how I want my kids to be raised and if that means being fearful and strong then so be it!" Ozai yells and Azula could picture the flames that are burning in his eyes.
Azula then hears her mother yell, "They are OUR children! I do not want my daughter scaring everyone and hurting people! Both, Zuko and Azula, can be strong and able to rule the Fire Nation without being ruthless and fearful!"
Ozai lets out a dark chuckle, "Who is Azula going to hurt at the age she is now? You're overreacting and this conversation is over."
Azula hears footsteps and then the last thing she hears before running off is her mother whispering, "She is a disaster waiting to happen . . ."
-End of Flashback-
Azula stands there, staring blankly at nothing. That memory runs through her head several times. That memory somehow is the one memory that refuses to leave her mind and one out of the few memories of her mother that she remembers.
Before Amon or Tarrlok could say anything more, Azula sees nothing, but red and hatred. Suddenly hot, blue flames are shooting out of her knuckles and aiming at the already broken Tarrlok.
Amon's eyes widen only for a split second and then before anything else could happen, he bloodbends Azula still.
He forces the firebender onto her knees and Tarrlok falls to the floor, leaning against the wall.
"You're way out of line, Azula and I am sick of you and the problems you keep creating." Amon hisses as he watches Azula struggle to try to get out of his bloodbending grip.
"I correct myself," Amon begins as he walks in front of Azula, "I made two mistakes."
Azula looks up at him and she stares into his eyes . . . his cold, careless eyes . . . eyes that used to mirror her own . . .
"The first mistake was to trust that you would be loyal when I should have known you are the type to do disloyal things. I should have tested your loyalty and mostly because you're a bender yourself." Amon pauses, but then continues and Azula could tell he is smirking now, "My other mistake was that from the beginning I should have taken away your bending."
Azula's eyes shift to Tarrlok, which he is glaring back at her, and then she looks back up at Amon. His bloodbending is strong and to her it feels like he is ripping her insides right out.
Azula then manages to choke out, "A-are you g-going to take away my-my bending now or-or what?"
Amon lets out a small chuckle, but then realizes his bloodbending grip on Azula. She falls to the floor, gasping for air and then Amon whispers coldly, "No, not yet."
Tarrlok's eyes widen and while Azula is smiling to herself as she is lying on the floor, holding her stomach in pain and her face is facing the floor, Tarrlok starts shooting questions at Amon, "Why not? She knows all our secrets, she is disloyal and untrustworthy and she is a bender! She is- she is-" He goes to continue, but Amon puts up his hand and stops him, "Not yet I said. Patience. I have much plans for all of us . . . including you Princess."
Azula glares up at Amon who is now making his way out of his office, leaving her and Tarrlok alone.
The firebender slowly stands to her feet and Tarrlok does the same. Tarrlok then smirks at her, "You better enjoy your bending and life now, because I don't think later you will be able to."
Azula, however, gives Tarrlok her signature smirk and says with a shrug to the shoulders, "I would like to see him try. If I could go against my own mother, father and brother and everyone else, what makes you think I won't fight back against Amon?"
"He's stronger than you." Tarrlok harshly answers, but Azula just laughs, "Ah, maybe so with his bloodbending, but I have something more powerful."
"And what is that, firebender?" The waterbender asks with an annoyed and uninterested look on his face as he sits down on one of the chairs in the office.
Azula lets out a sigh and with one last smirk before exiting the room, she whispers with her usual cold voice, "Leverage."
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