Finding a Mother
Chapter Eleven
Azula sat in her room sitting in front her mirror brushing her hair. She was to be crowned the latest Fire Lord; instead of her worthless brother. She should be happy, right? But for some reason, she just couldn't. Her friends had betrayed her and her own mother seemed to hate her.
It serves them right! Azula thought. Ty Lee's dead, Mai's body is frying at the bottom of the boiling lake, and my mother and traitor brother will meet their well deserved end after the comet arrives!
She was glad that they would all be dealt with! And she would rule the Fire Nation! Nothing could ruin this!
"Azula…" came a familiar voice. Azula whirled around and faced the reflection of her mother in the mirror.
"Mother?"
"Azula, I raised you better than this." Ursa spoke.
"No, you raised me to be weak and spineless!" Azula shouted.
"I raised you to have a heart." Ursa frowned. "I can see what you have become…"
"I'm a strong and powerful ruler!" Azula raged.
"You are a monster; your heart is as black and cold as your fathers." Ursa lectured. "Zuko is the rightful heir to the throne and it will be his. You will fall…"
"No, you will!" Azula bellowed.
"It's a pity. You could have done something great for the world."
"To hell with you traitors!" Azula exploded, ripping the brush from her hair, causing it to become tangled and uneven. In Azula's rage, she hurled the brush at the mirror, shattering it.
Shaken, Azula crumpled to her knees, shivering and muttering incoherent things. Seconds later, a servant opened the door and stepped inside.
"Princess?"
Azula's head jerked up. Azula twitched before letting out a loud scream, confirming the servant's fears that the princess had gone mad, and tackling the servant, delivering several blows of blue fire to the servant's face. Seconds later, Azula pulled herself away from the lifeless servant.
Now completely insane, Azula stepped out of her room and started walking to the place of the coronation…
The wind blew through Zuko's hair as Appa flew closer to the palace. Seconds later, the palace came into sight.
"Are you ready?" Katara asked Zuko. "To see your dad defeated, I mean…"
"Honestly…" Zuko replied. "After 16 years of pain and misery, it's just what I need…" he smiled as both he and Sokka drew their swords.
Appa flew down, swiping away at the guards before landing where the sage was holding the crown besides Ozai, and just as Azula was stepping outside.
"Charge!" Sokka ordered, as the whole army rushed off Appa's tail. Zuko did a flip in the air and spin-kicked Azula, sending her crashing through the door and into another room. He quickly followed.
Aang slid down Appa's tail to face Ozai.
"Fire Lord Ozai, your rein of tyranny has come to an end!"
Ozai just threw back his head and laughed. "You're just a child! My weak son is the one who taught you how to firebend. This should be over shortly."
"Not if I can help it…" came a voice. Ozai spun around to see his brother.
"Aw, yes." Ozai smiled cruelly. "A second prize; I'll kill you first!"
With no effort at all, Ozai released four bolts of lightning at his brother, Iroh caught them all and redirected them into the sky.
"Oh, so I see you won't even try to end me." Ozai sneered.
"That's because it is not up to me." Iroh frowned. "In all honesty, I can't bring myself to desire your death, no matter how much I hate you."
"Then this will be easy!" Ozai replied.
"Go ahead; strike me down." Iroh said, getting to his knees. "Because, all you will do is reunite me with Lu Ten. Go ahead."
"Very well…" Ozai released another bolt of lightning. This time, Iroh didn't even try to defend himself, and was blown a couple of feet backwards where he lied still.
"No!" Aang roared, sending a thing of earth at him, however, Ozai ducked. Aang then released a title wave at the Fire Lord, but Ozai vaporized the water with firebending. Before Aang knew it, Ozai was close enough that he was able to kick Aang in the gut, forcing him backwards.
As Aang lied dazed on the ground, he could suddenly see the sky darken. Ozai laughed as he stood before the monk.
"Is this all you've got?" Ozai sneered. "Pitiful, just like my son…Avatar, prepare to meet your end!"
Before Aang could react, hesaw a bolt of lightning head straight for him…
END CHAPTER