I Dream Avatar Fanfiction

Warning: Avatar Spoilers

Because she is his sister, Zuko decided not to throw Azula into prison after the events of the third season of Avatar. Instead, he found it a fitting punishment to exile her to an island-fortress kingdom in the far west of the Fire Nation. The island is ruled over by a teenaged king who had spent the war grudgingly watching the western boundaries of the Fire Nation against an enemy that never appeared; most believed there was nothing west of the Fire Nation. He would be both her guardian and her friend while she was in exile.

Azula, of course, was furious when she arrived. She behaved spitefully to the young king, whose laid-back exterior betrayed an intense interior. Finally, he grew tired of hearing that she deserved to rule the Fire Nation because she was the best, and he challenged her to a race around the outer walls of the fortress. Using a form of firebending similar to a flamethrower, he beat her in the race, using fire like jets out of his feet to drive himself to breakneck speed around the perilous course of the parapets. Humiliated by her defeat at the hands of a nobody, she challenged him to Agni Kai, but he refused, saying he knew she would beat him in that. The lesson to her was obvious: play to your strengths. It was a humbling moment, but Azula's new wisdom would be tested when a ship with dark sails appeared in the western ocean.

I dreamed all of this two nights ago. I am a major geek, I know.