Legends Are Lessons (Her Life, It Is A Burning Sun)

by AzardBrazul

Get to know Princess Azula's story. As she runs, flies, laughs, cries, falls, rises, and touches the sky, even as her walls come crumbling down. Everyone has a story to tell, and this is Azula's. AU Nonlinear drabbles and oneshots. Previously Known as Azulon: Outtakes

3. Of Reflections

Disclaimer:
All AVATAR/ATLA/LOK references, characters, events and places that you recognize are The property of Nick (Or whoever who owns them). The rest belongs to me. I make no profit of this, So please don't sue me.

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Take 3 - Of Reflections

She stands staring down at her reflection. The rippling surface of the pond distorts it slightly and for a moment, she looks like Zuko.

Zuko... How she has come to despise that name.

She throws in a rock and the surface ripples, throwing dots and rays of sunlight on her face and robes.

For a moment she looks like father.

Father... How she hates him for not loving her. Father and mother.

She's just a tool

She's expendable to all of them.

The turtleducks come quacking, thinking of breadcrumbs and dinner. The little ones trailing behind the mother like a little train of yellow-orange feathered puffy carriages.

Azula grins as she raises a second rock above her head.

She'll show them. She'll show them all. Someday she'll become firelord and then they'll all be in the gutter. Someday soon.

The rock splashes into the pond drawing terrified and indignant quacks.

Yes. Someday soon.

Azula is 14 years old

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I know, two chapters in one day? Its a miracle!

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