Hello everybody. I had some time left this weekend and so I have decided to write a bit more for this story. Still hoping, that this one is done well so far. Like I said, im playing a bit with some ideas within this story.

In this little chapter Azula is tired of Aangs lessons, finally. Until now, he has rejected to give her direct answers and this fact makes her angry. I wish all of you a lot of fun with this new chapter.

What Fire Could Cause

Aang had observed her training for a while, when he finally started to speak to her again.

"The fire is the element, which can be created by the bender himself. But the danger is, that it can also consume the bender and everything with him. But what most firebender forget is, that this fire could not only be found in firebender, no it can be found in every living creature. But only the bender has the luck to fuel a external flame with this fire. But this means he has also a great responsibility. The emotions are linking his inner fire with his ability to bend and are able to fuel the fire. Raw emotions are the greatest danger for a firebender. They are capable to break the control of the fire and let it run wild. A fire running wild would burn as long as it has consumed absolutely everything, leaving nothing left to fuel it ever again."

Azula heard Aangs lesson, while she was practicing. She was annoyed from him. He still hasn't answered her question and he still avoided to go back to her question. It seems to her that he was playing with her. She remembered her own fire dying within the cell until he had come for her. She also remembered her battle with Zuko. A fire running wild.

"Or you can put out the fire violently. Throwing tons of dirt on it, drowning it in water or freezing it with ice."

Her voice had bitterness in it but it was also an sarcastic reference to her situation.

"As a final option, when all hope is fading and this fire is about to consume everything. It was the last desperate try to save as much as possible to give a new fire a chance to burn again one day."

Aangs voice had suddenly a little warning touch. Azula noticed, that she seemed to have hit a touching point. She still continued with her kata but suddenly she made a quick turn, blasting a big fireball at Aang. This time she had targeted his head, but with a quick move of his left hand he deflected her attack. He was on his feet, faster than she had expected, but she kept on blasting fire at him. He dodged two other strikes and also answered her actions with two hard blows of blue fire. She managed to block his strikes easily, but she did a surprised gasp, as she recognized, that the power of his blows had pushed her back several meters. She saw the lines her feet has left in the sand of the trainings place. Aang was in close range and she tried a firekick to his head, but he simply blocked it and kicked her other leg away under her body. She lost balance and right the next moment she was laying on the ground and Aang on her back, pinning her down and twisting her hand and arm painfully up to her neck with one hand, while he was holding a dagger out of a hot blue flame near her face. Her eyes were widened in panic and fear. She had expected that this power must be hidden within this boy, but to feel this energy, this heat and to see his fire suddenly burning with so much rage had caught her of guard. He leaned down to whisper in her ear.

"Or you can suck away all the air to suffocate the fire until it dies."

It was an almost uncontrolled rage and a flicker of hate in this quote and this shocked Azula. She started to worry, what might happened, if his fire would run wild.

"Do you think, you're the only one, who has to live with his mistakes? Do you think, I have no hate to struggle with every day? No pain, no bitterness, no desire to take some sort of revenge?"

His threatening hissing in her ear let her panic grew. The blue flame at her face got bigger and hotter. She squeezed her eyes shut, breathing hasty in panic. But suddenly she felt a wet dipping at her cheek and the heat was gone. Aang let go his grip and stood up. The tear, that he has dropped on her cheek has rolled down to her lips, leaving a salty taste in her mouth. Aang was walking back to the place, he has sat before. He took a look at he candle, but the candle was gone. Only a dark spot was left.

"Training is over."

His voice was full of bitterness. He turned back to the door, where they had entered this trainings place and left her behind. Azula didn't know why, but his resignation and sadness leaves an awkward hole in her chest. Her look was empty and she felt like she had put out a warming fire for no reasons. She didn't even recognized the fear and nervousness of the guards, who took her back to her cell. As the door was locked, she finally started to cry. She knew, that Aang wanted to give her a chance to find her right place. But she still didn't know why. And she didn't know why he had chosen this strange way. And to make it worse she was sure, that she wouldn't find her role without him. But she had pushed him too far. She had lost control. She had allowed her raw emotions to fuel her fire. She hadn't listen. She had warned him, that this would be a bad idea. But he was able to control her fire, he could match her. But it seems that he didn't want to control her. He had tried to give her back the control her fire again. She cried even heavier. She realized, that she was about to stamp out her fire for herself.