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Last AirBender, Book 4: Ch1:3

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Chapter 1: 4 years later...



Part 3 – A sane madness.


A Man's mind is a very special thing. Manipulative and easy to be manipulated, complex in essence and simple in practice. With its ability to comprehend, and inability to understand…indeed, a number of cultures consider the mad, geniuses, thinking that their abnormal points of view and attitudes are a sign of a higher understanding of things. Many think Man's insanity is actually manifested by the majority, and that the minority of pre-established insane, are the truly sane ones.

Lee was a Fire Nation prison guard. He had heard these thoughts from general Iroh, and at the time he thought it was one more foolish blabber from a disgusting long-lost crazy man. But Iroh wasn't crazy, and since he had escaped, Lee had thought much on the subject.

He had the task of guarding a very dangerous and demented criminal, at a mental facility. And after he botched his job as Iroh's prison guard, he couldn't possibly fail again.

Inside was the prisoner, a mere shadow of herself with her hair grown and as messy as it was when she was put there. As a sign of respect, Zuko had kept a crown on her, recognizing her sister as the fire princess. He also kept her appropriately dressed. But in her mind, that was just further humiliation. He was dressing her up like a doll, a harmless little doll…
She had two strong pillars at the sides. To it were attached two cylindrical cuffs which completely enveloped her hands, like gloves. Also, four chains, two from each, latched to the giant neckpiece that locked her neck. A giant leash. Finally, her legs, from foot to knees, were inside cuffs that were similar to those previous ones, only these were embedded in the ground. She was kneeling, looking down with an amused grin on her face.
Then suddenly, Azula, with mad eyes, jerked at the door.

"Hey, hey skimpy." The voice sounded out, high-pitched and mocking.

"Ugh."

"Hey, listen. You should listen, skimpy."

"…"

"Fine, fine if you don't want to listen. But you might die if you don't…"

"You've been saying that for years, Azula. I'm not entertaining you anymore."

"Ah, so you are there. I swear I get the feeling you boys leave me unattended sometimes," she laughed, "very unprofessional if you do. I mean, I might just report you to the Fire Lord for slacking off."

"Oh sure, like he cares about what you have to say."

"Touché touché… but that doesn't mean you don't, skimpy."

"I'm called Lee."

"So are a million of other people, skimpy. Look, listen - no really, listen. I don't want you to die." She said, honestly preoccupied for Lee's safety.

"Oh really?"

"Cross my heart and swear to die. So I'm going to do a favor for you – you can thank me later. Pretty soon, I'll be escaping. When I do, will you open the door? That's all I want from you, really, just one simple turn of a key…you know, so I don't have to kill all the hard-working guards…" She, again, was sad at this necessity, and really wanted to avoid it.

"You really are crazy, Azula. I'm not doing crap for your treacherous ass."

"ME?! A traitor?!" He heard a small muffled explosion inside, and knew she was again barfing fire, so mad that she was. Seems her act was about to be dropped.

"ZUKO'S THE TRAITOR, YOU INCOMPETENT DIM-WITTED SACK OF IDIOCY! I'LL KILL YOU FOR YOUR SLANDER!!!"

Lee could have wished she breathed fire as she yell, making the whole cell room tremble. But this wasn't the first time, and so he reacted unconcerned.

"Whatever, Azula."

"…"

"…"

"Look, listen-I didn't mean that." Lee rolled his eyes, patience wearing thin. He'd go inside and muffle her mouth, but he had strict orders never to open the door, fault of the prince and his good heart. At least towards Azula, Zuko could show some lack of restraint.

"The offer's still standing. Will you open the door? I won't be held responsible for what happens to you, if you don't open the door. I'm just looking out for your interests here, skimpy."

"Just shut up, Azula. Jeez!"

"Ok, ok. Tell you what, I'll shut up if you look inside."

"What?" Lee asked, surprised.

"Just - yeah-just… lo-look inside here, there's something I want you to see. You don't have too if you don't want too, but I don't really feel like being quiet. Nor am I that tired, actually. To be frank, I might just keep going, ranting on and on…"

"Fine! Hold on, I'll look."

Impatient, Lee opened a little sliding wall-piece that was leveled to his head, and that hid a small viewing-window with bars. It opened a view to Azula. And when he opened his eyes, bored, he was shocked. His eyes opened wide as he looked at Azula which was looking at him, perfectly sane.

More importantly, her right arm was loose. She was looking at him with a content glint in her eyes, and a superior smirk on her mouth. She jerked her arm forward in a motion too fast for him to see. Before he could tell what was happening, a lightning roared out.

Shocked, Lee stepped back, trying to scream, but incapable. He looked down to see a hole on the door, and then he noticed his chest had been pierced, and burnt. He gave one final look of disbelief towards Azula, which allowed her to watched, content, as his eyes rolled back at his death, just before he fell.

"People should really learn to listen to Azula!" Azula said, aggressively sighing out a blue fire of frustration at saying her name. While she did so, a fist full of lightning broke one of the chains that bound her special necklace, with a jerk of her hand.

"Despite what sweet mother may tell them, Azula never lies…"

She used her right arm to release her left, and then broke all the other chains. Dropping to the floor, she landed on both her hands, holding her torso up.

She sighed more blue fire against the floor, this time out of sheer excitement. Small and deep giggling escaped from her throat too. Hearing footsteps, she raised her head, and her eyes were crazy; they were crazy in love with what would follow….

She grinned, incredibly ecstatic at all that she was going to do…

Now that she was free, sane, but still mad as all hell.

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Check out my muse![link]
Fave him, love him, watch him, rape-no wait! Don't do that!

But yeah, I'm doing a fanfiction based on that gallery of his, using each picture as an plot-anchor/point. I hope you like it, and that he's proud of it *scratches back of head*, such I hope.

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This part's heavily based, if not completely, on this picture: [link]

Done with chapter 1. Next up, what plans does Azula have? Are they going to be a match for her prior strategic intelligence? Stick around and continue to read, to find out!
Promisse it'll be a real blast. :D

ps. See? Not a slash-fiction xD

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Thanks for reading, do comment, and now for the political jargon so I don't get my ass sued, ever:

Despite the title, this is a fanfiction! Created not for commercial purposes but only out of and for fandom! It is my tribute, the only kind I can produce. All characters, names, worlds, cities, and everything else, belong to Nickelodeon and/or to one of the following geniuses:
- Michael Dante DiMartino
- Bryan Konietzko
- Aaron Ehasz

Thank you, don't sue o/
© 2010 - 2024 Kuzcopia
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