A/N: Okay. So, I just got back from PA, and while I was up there I was muddling through a few ideas that I had for this next chapter. There are some things that I would have liked to have done better, but I figured that I needed to get this story moving along, so here we are. Hopefully it won't be too terrible and you guys will like it. This chapter is basically about what is happening to Azula—to build some background knowledge, she's in a mental hospital and Aang took her bending away. And just to let you know, the second section is in the point of view of someone guarding her. SO… Lights… Camera… ACTION!
After the disclaimer: I do not own the ideas for Avatar the Last Airbender in any way shape or form—I am simply using the characters to create an ending to the wonderful series that I would have personally preferred. And I do not care what Bryke says, Kataang and Maiko failed epically.
Azula looked down at the tiny spider fly resting on her finger. She carefully picked it up between her thumb and index finger and examined it carefully. Then she swiftly crushed her slender fingers onto each other, killing the spider fly in the process.
She felt a moment of remorse because the spider fly reminded her of how her own brother betrayed her. But that quickly lead her to think about her utter hatred for her brother.
'I wish he was a normal child. But no, he had to go and ruin everything by caring for people. And then hanging with uncle fatso didn't do him much good either…' her thoughts trailed off into nothingness.
She stared at the four white walls around her and then stared into the mirror straight across from where she was sitting.
A tall, lovely figure was coming into focus. She had dark, long, black hair, and was wearing the red robes of a fire lady.
"Mother?" Azula asked quietly.
"Hello Azula. How are you?" Ursa asked gently.
Azula rolled her eyes. "How do you think I am Mother? After Mai and Ty Lee left, I've been a nervous wreck. It's made me weak like Zuko. Speaking of which, he's ruined my life. He's the reason I'm in here! He needs to pay…" Azula said almost longingly.
Ursa sighed. "Azula, I love you, but you really should stop talking like that. Revenge isn't always the answer, you know. And the only reason your friends abandoned you was becaes you were hurting the people that they cared about. Maybe if you were a little gentler…"
"Mother please. Why are you even here?" Azula asked.
Ursa chuckled. "Why do you think I'm here? I want to help you out," she said.
Azula's eyes brightened just a bit. "You're going to help me get out of here?" she asked hopefully.
Ursa's face fell slightly. "Unfortunately I can't. But I'm warning you Azula, don't do something that you might regret…" Ursa's voice began to fade.
Azula turned around. 'Crazy old woman,' she thought to herself. 'She can't stop me from doing what I want. I'll do this my way…'
"I WON'T BE RESTRAINED! THE AVATAR IS WEAK, HE COULDN'T EVEN KILL FATHER! THEN THERE'S ZUKO WHO CAN'T FINISH ME OFF BY MYSELF—HE HAD TO HAVE THAT WATER PEASANT STEP IN AND DEFEAT ME… BUT NOW I KNOW HIS WEAK SPOT! HE WOULDN'T JUST STEP IN AND SAVE ANYBODY… THAT WATERBENDER WILL SUFFER UNMERCIFULLY AND SO SHALL MY IDIOT OF A BROTHER!"
The guard let out a sigh. "Here we go again," he said while standing up to go to the fire princess's cell.
"You know that shouting won't do you any good. You're in here for life, and I think that you know that," he said to Azula.
"I'll show you what shouting does…" Azula muttered so quietly the guard could barely hear her.
All of a sudden there was a deafening crash against Azula's cell. The guard quickly shifted into a fighting stance, and went to stand in front of the princess's door.
There was a dent on the door that was slowly growing larger and larger as Azula was pounding on the door.
"How?" the guard muttered to himself. The doors were made of steel that had never been penetrated in the history of the asylum. So how was she doing it?
There was a deafening crack as the door flew off its hinges and flew on top of the one prison guard.
Azula took a step forward and came next to the nearly crushed guard. She smiled crookedly. "And to think that Zuzu would actually believe that a mere peasant would restrain me… My dear brother has a lot to learn," she said.
She then brandished her long fingernails and carefully placed them on either side of the guard's head.
"My bending may be gone, but I am still a warrior." And with that she pulled up the guard's head, and smashed it back into the floor.
"Don't play with fire. You'll only get burned," she whispered as she stood up and pulled a cloak over her head. Then, she left to do what she felt needed to be done.
A/N: I'm just going to leave it there for now. I know it's short, but I'm going to (hopefully) post another chapter later today or tomorrow. I felt that this chapter was necessary for what I'm going to do with the rest of the story, so that's why I put it in. Anyway, I hope you guys liked it! Tell me if there's anything that you want to see in the next chapters, and I will do my best to make it happen! Later!