Fire takes no holidays

Ursa heart was pounding and she could hear ever distinct scream in her ears. She ran down the burning hallway desperately trying to get to her children. They could only be around here somewhere? Smoke burned her nose as she turned the bend ahead, running so fast she almost missed the room completely. They were in her master bedroom crying together in the corner as their father stood above them evilly. He made a grab for Zuko who had a huge burn mark on left eye. The boy tried to move but Ozai was far to quick and he through Zuko over to the other side of the room. Knocking the poor boy out. Ursa instinctively ran for her son picking the boy up in her arms shielding him from all damage that monster could do to him.

Ozai could almost feel the protection surrounding his son but he had not so easily forgotten his daughter still lying behind him on the floor. He took one last drink of the liquor bottle in his hand before throwing it onto the wall letting the flames engulf the liquid.

Ursa watched in horror as her house burned she could hear the distant scream of servants and maids as they ran to escape a fiery death. She felt tears sliding down her face and she could hear her son's quick breathing. She watched as Ozai lunged for her daughter, and she heard Azula scream absolutely terrified that her dad would give her a scar to match her brothers. She looked down at her little girl scrambling to get to safety as the flames began to consume the door way and there only escape. Ursa knew if there was any hope of getting any of them out she would have to take it now. Without even a second glance Ursa was running with her little boy in her arms hearing her daughters pleads for help as she ran him to safety. She was almost crushed by her burning chandelier but had finally made it out the front door. She finally got to the center of her lawn when she realized all the firefighters and red trucks surrounding her house she couldn't hear the sirens but she saw an ambulance and immediately handed her son over to one of the medics. She could see the doctors mouth moving but could not hear a word he was saying, not that any of that matter she had to find her daughter before she had a scar too. Ursa raced back towards that house. She could only think about her daughter being beaten malicious by that sadistic man she had once loved, the man that used to be a good father, provider a motley millionaire provider actually. She had finally raced across her long front yard and was at their large cherry wood front door when an unusual arm stretched out in front of her preventing her from entering the burning mansion.

"Move aside!" she screeched not having enough time to waste with this man.

"I'm sorry miss but you can't enter this building you have to go!" he shouted over the sounds of crackling wood and stone.

"NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND MY DAUGHTER IS"

"NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND GO!" He Screamed shoving her shoulder back and pointing to the ambulance. That was when she realized she herself was bleeding, but that didn't matter right now Azula mattered right now.

"NO I NEED TO"

"GO!" he said shoving her in the shoulder she made a move to enter the building but another man grabbed from the behind dragging her away from her home.

"NO PLEASE! LISTEN! NO!" she begged the man to let go of her he was dragging her over towards an ambulance were she saw Zuko on a stretcher with doctors examining him from every angle.

"AZULA!" she screamed struggling to get out of the man's grasp but it was as if no one saw her no one had heard her no one even noticed her presence in the man's arms. She started at her son unable to process any of this. It's like it was a dream, no a never ending nightmare. She only wished she could pretend it was.

BOOM!

Ursa stopped struggling immediately and turned her attention back to the house. She could see a huge smoke cloud in the air as particles and wood and marble where thrown everywhere. The house had just exploded. Ursa couldn't hear anything around her except her heart beat ringing in her ears. Her stomach dropped to her feet as she stood unmoving in the man's arms staring at the house that her daughter was in. The house that was no longer there. The house that had just exploded.

Okay i Understand that this is really short and I'm really hoping to make my chapters longer...Sorry. But this is the kickoff to my first series and its really just about 7 kids (Azula, Zuko, Katara, Sokka, Aang, Toph, and Jet) who have lived through and or going through extremely tough times and find each other in a therapy session and begin to form an awkward friendship. The rest i will not give away and so i hope you enjoy. Also i have to say that i am not the owner and or writer of Avatar the last airbender the credit for that amazing story goes to Brian and Mike.

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