A/N: I have caught yet another mistake in my last one-shot. 2, actually. 1) I made the story bold and the author's note regular. 2) From the sentence: I stopped at a curtain that led to the Fire Lord's room. I made it italicized. That, I did not mean to do. Anyway, about the story, on my last chapter I told you that the scream reminded her of something. While I was making up conversations between me and other various individuals, I was telling Sir Harrison about my Fan Fiction, and after I told him about my previous chapter, he suggested that I tell you about what happened that fateful night in Azula's life. And it just so happened, that there was the perfect person in my head! (You probably guessed who it was, though) So, enjoy. R&R!

A Piercing Scream

I sat up in bed. I knew I heard mom's voice. I ran outside and bolted towards her shouts. I heard dad's voice, too. He was saying something I couldn't understand.

I halted next to a red curtain with god trimmings. I had stopped there earlier that day to spy on Grandfather's conversation with Dad. I peered in hesitantly, wondering what might have been happening.

I had to bite my lip to hold in a gasp. Father was sitting on the throne instead of The Not-So-Great Fire Lord Azulon. He held a whip of fire in his hand and looked down at mother.

"Treason is punishable by public death. You know the consequences. But I shall be kind, and grant you a quiet execution."

He walked down the steps, parting the fire in his descent. I saw mother trembling in his presence.

Father cracked the whip and she let out another scream. I wondered how anyone could stay asleep.

I squeezed my eyes closed and ran back down the hallway, bumping into things in the hallway in my blindness.

I refused to let the hot tears I felt in my eyes come out. I wouldn't cry. Not even when mom's agonizing howls came to an abrupt end.

I couldn't sleep by myself. Definitely not after what just happened.

I stepped through the door Zuko had left open. He lay sleeping peacefully, oblivious to what just happened. I wouldn't tell him about it. I knew that he would die if I did.

So, instead of waking him up, like I originally planned, I lay at the foot of his bed. Jealousy fell into my heart as I realized he would never know about this night.

I frowned, but closed my eyes, soon drifting off into a horrible slumber.

Despite sleeping at such a late hour, I managed to awake before Zuko and creep back to my room. Unable to shake the image from my head, I just lay sobbing into my pillow.

At breakfast, I ate quietly, instead of irritating Zuko. I would call him a name, just so he wouldn't suspect anything.

I spent the rest of the day writing a letter to my mother, and in the end, I just burned it.

I wish I could burn the sound of that horrible scream out of my head. Nut no one ever gets what they wish for.

A/N:OK, This chapter is pretty short and when I read it, it just seems really rushed! I dunno, what do you guys think? Come on, people, I need reviews. An insane person like me uses reviews to medicate herself. They give me LIFE. I need to get a life, because staying cooped up in my room all day writing stuff for you guys is getting addicting because I'm also working on a novel. If it hits stores (which I'm almost positive it won't) I'd love for you to read it. Anyways, thanx for reading. Criticism is appreciated, but no flaming! There's a difference!