The Promise

Authors Note: Hello, everyone. It has been a tough few days. A great friend of mine has gone away, but I am trying to find comfort in writing. Just a piece here;very emotionally charged, so this will get intense, it explores a complete loss of control over one's body and mind; i just need some self expression right now.


Cold, dark, wet, quiet. Azula felt the iron walls with the tips of her weary fingers. Fingers that had not wielded fire, nor light for months. "Curses!" Azula began to beat her fist relentlessly against the cold cell floor. "Break! Crack!" The floor remained in tact. Azula was...

A week has past and Azula feels as if she has changed. She felt slightly আরো concern and kindness for people who she normally wouldn't care about. One দিন some আগুন nation guards were attacking a family. It was a single mother with two children. She couldn't pay her bills to the আগুন nation so they decided to take away her children. She tried to get them back but they held her back.

Jet saw this and ran right to them to help but they grabbed him and were going to kill him. Azula saw this and wasn't sure what to do. Her mission was about to be complete but she just couldn't let it happen. So...

Two weeks has past since Azula took her plan into action. She hadn't killed him yet but she did earn his trust. They had many fights but Jet considered them to be friends. Azula wasn't sure what to think, she still was planning to kill him but at the same time felt something strange. She just saw something inside him, even though he irritated her, she also found something about him interesting.

One দিন they were at the peak of the hide out, where Jet looks over the city to see if there's trouble. Azula was watching over it being unsure when she'll kill him. Jet spotted her and thought he'd talk...