Hey, so I reached a writing block on my other so I decided to do this, hope you enjoy.
The road to redemption is rocky and long, a path Azula doesn't want to trod. There is no second chance for the former princess. The things she did, the people she killed. But, Agni is a merciful god. He sees the child he blessed with blue flames suffering. So, he finds a way for her to start over. Her banoshes her to another world, not the spirit of mortal.
Promp: avatar starwars
Her day began like any other. As soon as she had finally found sleep, the sun woke her. Agni shined his bright light on her, forcing her to open her eyes. As soon as she did so they stung, and she struggled to block out the light.
Her shoulders and back aches from sleeping on the cot they had presided her. Every time she moved she could hear it creak underneath her weight. But, she liked that. It helped her stay awake, as she did most nights. For, when she fell asleep she saw her.
Wake up Azula, it's such a beautiful day.
Azula held her hands over her ears, trying to stop the sound from reaching her. However, the voice was not spoken out loud. It was spoken in her mind. No mater how much she clawed at her ears, the sound remained. It was excruciating and sent waves of anger through her body.
Filled with anger Azula managed to sit up in her bed, snapping the holds that held her down. "Get out," she screamed at the voice. She wasn't telling her mother to get out of her room, but rather, her mind. She had poisoned her mind against her, and was lurking in the darkest corners.
There was commotion outside of her room, but Azula couldn't hear it. All she could hear were the voices that filled her mind
I love you Azula, I do. Her mothers voice would lie. The way the women would say it was so kind Azula almost believed it at times.
Silence yourself daughter. The voice of her father was always angry, and it made something break each time Azula heard it.
Monster, she would here the kids at the academy call her. And this time, Tylees voice was in there as well.
You failed me and your nation, you're worse than your brother. Her fathers voice was laced with a poison so deadly it felt as if it was squeezing her heart.
"Shut up!" Azula screamed. Infuriated she turned to where her mother was standing, staring at Azula. She looked down at her concerned. Azulas blood felt as if it were boiling. She screamed, but as she did Fire left her lips. The fire enveloped her mother.
Instead of disappearing like her mother normally did, the women lit fire. Only it wasn't her mothers corpse she saw burning, but a middle aged woman. Azula recognized her as one of the caretakers.
Azula stared down at the now dead women. "She put you up to this didn't she." She screamed at the corpse. "She made me kill you and is making me feel bad." Azula began to sob uncontrollably. She fell to the floor, and was unaware as people began swarming around her. The only thing she was aware of was the familiar prick on the needle, that was followed by blackness.
Zuko's day began like any other. He rose with the sun, and started getting ready for his day. He took a warm bath, heating the water with his firebending. He then dried off, and changed into clothes. He pulled his hair into a topknot much like the one his father had worn, and exited his room.
The firelods first order of business was his war meeting. He hated going to these. He was terrified because of what had happened at the first war meeting he attended. But, this was different. Not only was he the firelord, but the war was over. Instead he used the meeting to help reconstruct his nation.
He took a deep breath and walked into the room. His guests had already arrived. There were four of them in total. Two of them had dark skin and safire eyes. They were arguing who got which chair. Finally the girl became annoyed and doused her brother in water. The earthkigdom girl was talking to the air nomad. She was holding her eyes open and seemed to be rolling them. The airbender laughed at her, shaking his head. She grumbled something about him being a prick and went sulking.
None of them seemed to notice that the firelord had arrived, so he cleared his throat. Everyone turned around, and as soon as they saw him, dropped what they were doing. They ran to the firelord and embraced him in a group hug.
Aang stayed back and smiled at him. He then brought his fist to his palm, and bowed his head. "Firelord, it's been too long."
Zuko rolled his eyes. "It's been a week Aang." The boy laughed and joined his friends in a group hug. It was comforting for Zuko to be around these people. Being firelord was not easy. It was far from it. But, with the help of his friends Zuko knew he could do it.
They walked over to the table which had a map on it. On it were the locations the new Ozia society was suspected to be in. They began talking about the threat that Zukos father posed, especially since he had been freed from prison by a few of his loyalists. It was why Suko had called this meeting. His father was a dangerous man, even without his bending.
They were deep in conversation when the two grand doors opened, revealing Ming. She was one of the caretakers that had been assigned to Zuko's sister. Seeing the look on her face, Zuko knew something had happened. Something bad. The others seemed to sense this as well, because they stopped talking.
Zuko aproacched the wome, and as he drew near she bowed. He would never get used to that. She then quickly rose to her feet trembling before the firelord. Zuko didn't like how people feared him so, it made him uneasy.
"Your majesty, there's been an incident. The princess disappeared."
Azula was surrounded by darkness. The darkness was so thick she felt as if she was choking on it. She couldn't breath. She felt claustrophobic. But, it wasn't that bad. She was alone in here. Her mother wasn't constantly bugging her. She was at peace.
Am I dead? Azula heard her voice as if she had spoken, which she hadn't. Maybe she truly was going insane. That's what the caretakers always told her anyway. She was alone, no one truly cared about her. Yes she had her caretakers, but they only did that because her brother told her too. Zuko, the firelord. The boy everyone loved. No one loved Azula, not even her mother. She was alone.
You're not alone child. A voice spoke into the darkness. Unlike the other voices that talked to her, she didn't recognize this one. It was different. It spoke like her father, demanding respect. But, it was kind like her mother.
Who are you? Azula asked the darkness around her. Her voice seemed to echo forever, becoming a chorus of whispers.
Who I am doesn't matter. All that matters is who you are. You are blessed, but broken. You are powerful but weak. You deserve a second chance and I can give that to you.
Azula listened to the words. A second chance, did she want that. Yes! But, did she deserve that? No, Azula knew she didn't deserve it. She wasn't stupid, she was a bad person. Azula was about to speak, when the darkness consumed her. It caused her to be unable to move. She was truly trapped now. The darkness filling her lungs. It felt strange, almost grainy.
She woke up, coughing up the sand that had threatened to drown her. The feeling of the grains leaving her throat and lungs left her in intense pain. She leaned over and retched on the metal that seemed to be a floor. She wondered where she was, but didn't have time to answer her question. Because, she was soon retching again. It burned and stung her throat as it came up. The retching didn't stop until she was emptied of all substance in her body, not just sand.
After she had emptied her guts onto the floor, Azula felt exhausted. She gripped her stomach, which felt better than it had before.
Her eyes began to look around her, scanning her environment. She was trapped in what seemed to be an airship. Except it seemed for advanced. But, she never really understood technology so she couldn't be sure. But, she was sure she didn't recognize the symbol.
The insignia was a sixteen-rayed symbol inscribed within a hexagon. It seemed to be old, as the pain was rubbing off the metal she saw it on. She studied the symbol, trying to festering what it meant.
However, she was interrupted by the sound of footsteps behind her. She quickly jumped up into a bending stance. Turning around she faced her aponent.
She was facing a girl, who seemed to be around 20 years of age. The girl had darker skin. However, unlike the skin of those water peasants, her skin seemed golden. She had brown hair that was pulled into a tight piney tall tail behind her head. Her eyes were brown, like those originating from the earth kingdom. She wore similar garments to the sand bender s Azula had encountered, so she assumed she was in the earth kingdom. However she held a staff that Azula didn't seem to recognize. This confused her, for only air nomads used staff as weapons.
The girl noticed how Azula was stairing at her, and raised her eyebrows slightly. "Your awake," she said continuing to do whatever she had started to do.
"Your preceptive," Azula said back, not moving from her stance. The girl blinked and sighed.
"Your welcome for saving your life." She said tiredly.
"Where am I?" Azula asked, ignoring her jab.
The girl face palmed herself. "Where surrounded by desert and the poorest planet in the galaxy. Where else would you be. Welcome to Jakku