N/A: Hello my darling little reader people! Can you all do me a favor? Please review/comment whatever with the name a random female from your favorite show/book. I need a random character from another fandom thingie to put in the story. Please?
P. S. Azula POV was really hard to write in, so I will probably try to fix it up later to make the story flow better, please bear with me.
Avatar in The Wizarding World
Chapter Five
Birth Rights
Before her grandfather died, he told Azula of many stories about the Fire Nation and the Royal Blood lines right to power. That's how she knew where to go once she was released from her prison.
"Your father is rash, granddaughter," Azulon told her in the empty throne room, "His arrogance will be his downfall, its written in prophecies he will shame our blood."
Even when she was four, barely old enough to create a flame, she was a fierce and cunning child, sharper than most children twice her age, "Prophecies, grandfather?" She expected an answer, but the old man just smiled down at her, like he was pleased with her, like she was a prized pet. He had encouraged Ozai to shape her into what she was today. She'd was the only worthy to not only carry his blood, but his name. So he trusted her with a small well kept secret.
And that's why she headed to Hing Wa Island. To the rest of the world it was just an island on the edge of the her Nation that produced Ash Bananas. But it contained a secret so powerful and dark, that it was only past to the worthiest candidates in in the Fire Nation Royal family, the ones that displayed the true attributes of their blood.
Azula pondered this as her slender fingers touched the polished wood of a cabinet. It was perfectly smooth to the touch, if she were just to heat her hands just slightly, the beautiful wood would crack and blacken from the blaze. It was a lovely little idea. Burning something to nothing but ash just because she could. It more than just a lovely idea, it was an absolutely delicious idea. Her fingers twitched with hunger. It had been so long since she set something on fire. So, so long. But she refrained. The cabinet was important.
It didn't seem like it. The cabinet seemed like most cabinets in the world, perhaps a little bit more elaborate the most. The cabinet doors contained the symbols of the four kingdoms, formed by dark iron. The handles were from a substance she didn't recognize. They were like a horn of some unknown beast, thick at the base and slimmer as it reached the top. A natural looking spiral indentation swirled around each handle. The raven haired princess reached out and touched one of the handles, running her fingers down it. It was cool at first, then warmed slightly from the heat of her hands. It felt like touching many layers of seashells piled into each other forming the beast-horn door handles. She pulled on one of the handles, but the door was locked.
Her fingers graced the small hole underneath one of the handles as she glanced behind her, "Where is the key?"
A man in red a red robe and matching ceremonial head piece of a Fire Sage reached into his wide-mouthed sleeve and pulled out a silver bracelet, "Here you are Princess. I guarded it with my life. Even when the late Admiral Zhao imprisoned my fellow sages and I, I protected the key with my life. All in the hopes of pleasing you, princess."
"Are expecting praise for merely doing your duty?" Azula growled, grasping the bracelet. She glanced at the jewelry piece, "What is this? I asked for a key." Her voice grew dangerous, her finger tips warming up, as flames licked pads of her fingers. She raised a single flaming finger up, warning the old sage of the consequence of displeasing her.
"Patience Princess," The Great Sage said, gesturing down to the bracelet, "Look closer, all is not was appears to be." Azula pursed her lips and glanced at the piece of jewelry. It was carved into the shape of a snake, and there was absolutely nothing interesting about it at all. That was, until it hissed at her.
Azula's free was engulfed with flames, ready to burn the reptile if it so much as flicked it's tongue in the wrong direction, "What sort of trick is this?" The raven haired girl snarled. The silver snake hissed again and she lifted it up to her eyes. Its silver-green tongue wasn't forked like any snake she was familiar with. Instead it was circular, with a flat square attached to the bottom of it, upon which the fire nation flame symbol cut into it. "This… this is the key?"
"Yes princess." Responded the Sage. Azula's mind fluttered, spots of red and black flicked into her line of vision. The bracelet was a living key. That wasn't possible. That didn't make... It had to be...
Lies! Lies! Lies! Her mind whispered to her, each time it said the word it got louder inside her head. Lies! Lies! Lies! Just like seeing her mother before her coronation as Fire Lord. Lies! Her mind shrieked the word as she stared at the hissing snake. Lies! The word had her heart racing and her pulse beat rapidly so loudly it was like a drum beating in her ears along with the word. Lies! Her vision grew darker and hazier and her head rang with the sounds of her insanity growing.
Azula.
It was a whisper, just a little whisper but it calmed the madness inside her mind.
Azula.
Her golden eyes flickered looking for the source of the whispered till she felt the snake wrap around her finger.
Look at me Azula. She glanced down towards the snake as it wrapped itself around her finger, forming a ring with its tail and body while its head looked up at her. She regarded the ring carefully, staring deep into its emerald eyes.
"I've spent enough time inside my own mind during my imprisonment to know when its lying to me."
The snake's key tongue flicked, then you should know when it's telling the truth as well. The snake pointed its head in the direction of the Sage, and Azula glanced in his direction as well.
The man stared at her in pure awe. His lips slightly parted, his eyes wide. Azula's eyebrow twitched and she could hear the chorus of her mind beginning to chant to her again.
"He cannot hear you." Her lips pursed, and she felt herself starting slip back into her crazed state.
He can, just not in the way you can. He can see me move, and hear me hiss, but he isn't like you. His blood isn't good enough. Azula's brow arched, the language of blood and the rights that came with it was a concept she understood well. Yet she had never encounter a situation where her royal blood had allowed her to communicate with a snake shaped key.
She heated up her hand, and the snake's sliver scales glistened, "Explain yourself at once, or I will melt you in to a pretty little puddle."
The snake let out whining scream and its key tongue flickered in and out of its mouth, Open the cabinet! The cabinet! Azula smiled satisfied and forced the snake into the lock, and tossed it aside when the doors swung open. The princess examined the insides of the cabinet. It smelled of musty wood, and everything was covered in a small layer of grime. She grimaced.
The princess turned and sat a nearby table and glanced at the Fire Sage, "Clean it out. I want it dust free before I touch anything in there." The old man nodded and untied his waist sash, using it as a dust rag. He removed a few old books, their covers torn and tattered. But the gold leaf lettering in a foreign language intrigued her. She picked up one of the books and flipped through it. There were drawings of different benders and animals; a few she recognized a few she did not. The secrets of her grandfather were becoming more mysterious to her. She glanced back at the cabinet, spotting a hook on the back of one of the doors with another piece of jewelry hanging on it. Tucking the book under her arm, she walked over to examine it. It was a snake pendant with a curvy blade jutting out of its mouth hanging on a chain. Another snake. Azula's perfectly arched brows raised, she was beginning to see a pattern.
She plucked it from the hook and gasped.
It was as if someone plunged a fishing lure into her navel and reeling her into a strange place. She was in a tunnel of what seemed like gray waves of ocean, lightning spiraled around it. Her vision blurred as she propelled forward, her watery eyes staining her vision. Frost crept over her clothing, and it spread to her fingers and onto her cheeks. Her bun had fallen out and dark hair was wildly flying behind her. Her ears popped and her stomach grew queasy.
Then it stopped. She stumbled trying to regain her balance.
Sound hit her, making her gasp. Her golden eyes flew wildly around her surroundings. Giant machines whirred in front of her. Smoke erupting from stacks on top of them and people piled into them. The princess tilted her head, her dark hair cascading down her shoulders, the younger people, all adoring dark robes, were the ones boarding the metal machines. All of them carrying luggage. The machine was a transportation device. They were unimpressive compare to the vehicles in her nation. She turned her gaze towards the rest of this new land. There was laughter and smiles and tears. People were hugging each other, saying what seemed to be good bye.
Azula's fists tightened, and she realized she was holding both the book, and the necklace. Could the necklace send her back home? Should she even go home? After all this is one of her grandfather's many secrets. She scanned the foreign land, for some sort of clue of what to do.
From the corner of her eyes she spotted a man heading towards her. Her eyes widened, her first instinct was to burn him to a crisp, but he gestured to the necklace in her hand and flashed her one of his own. Her golden eyes narrowed, studying this man. His long hair was a strange color, almost white, but with a hint of gold in it. His clothing, like everyone else in this strange land, were radically different from what she knew. But he, by some twist of fate, knew her bloodline. And at the very least she could receive some information from him.
Lucious Malfoy had not been please when his wife insisted they drop off Draco at Platform 9 ¾ together. He blatantly refused. But she pushed the issue. So he ended up the filthy train platform watching the unwashed masses hobble onto the Hogwarts express.
However it all had been worth it when he spotted a young girl apparate in. At first it struck him as odd, for the girl couldn't have been more then fifteen years of age, way to young to legally use apparation. However he instantly spotted then pendant swinging from her hand. It was a Slazar Slytherin Supporters charm. The man grinned. This girl, whoever she was, wasn't part of the wizarding community nor was she a muggle. She would be his ticket to success in the eyes of not only his father but the entire SSS and their plan. She could very well land him a powerful position in the world he and his fellow pure bloods hoped to create.
He approached the girl slowly, she glanced at him, with an almost feral expression in her eyes. She had a familiar power-hungry gleam in her eyes that Lucious himself was very familiar with. She was driven, and powerful, just what he needed. But first, he'd have to win her over. Quickly he presented his own SSS charm, proving they had something in common.
Her full lips pursed together, "我在哪里?"
"Pardon?" Lucious asked.
"什么？我在哪里？你 是谁？" The girl spat out quickly.
"Ah," Lucious replied, pulling out his wand, he pointed it at her throat, "Babblanous!"A golden stream of light flowed out of the tip of his wand, and melted into the girl's skin.
She gasped, dropping the pendant and ancient looking book as her hands shot up to her to her throat. Realizing she unharmed she glared at him. "What was that?" He noticed that her fist seemed to be on fire, a warning to him... She would indeed make a powerful ally on his side. He smiled.
"There we go, now that the pesky little language barrier is out of our way, we have a lot to talk about. It seems we have a lot in common
Translated list of What Azula is saying:
Pretty much what you expect
1) Where am I?
2) What? Where am I? Who are you?
Notes on the story:
- The necklace was a portkey in case my crappy writing didn't make that clear
-Hing Wa Island is a real Island in the Avatar world and it is known for its Ash Bananas which are suppose to be comparable to yams.
-I've never had a yam (Not a story note, just thought I'd share.)
When's the legend of Korra coming out? The Avatar comics are suppose to be out soon too! :P
Till next time my pretty little readers
再见！
Oh yeah! Please please please please with sugar and other sweets on top review with a female character and the name of the show/book she is in, for she will be part of this story!