So, I'm just here to let you all know that I am still alive! Lol, and I should have a new chapter, or chapters, up next week. I have four tests this week before spring break so I don't have much time. . . -_-
Sorry about being gone for so long. Things have really gotten busy again since school has started back up, I'm not sure when I'll be able to post another chapter. Hopefully soon, though. Just please bear with me, because I fully intend on finishing this story! : )
"Spare me your judgements and spare me your dreams,
'Cause recently mine have been tearing my seams,
I sit alone in this winter, clarity which clouds my mind.
Alone in the wind and the rain you left me,
It's getting dark darling, too dark to see,
And I'm on my knees, and your faith in shreds, it seems."
-Mumford & Sons; Thistle and Weeds
Azula sat in the throne, calculating. While at the moment she felt more like herself than she had in years, she didn't know how long she would have in her current state-of-mind. Whatever it was the Water Tribe peasant did to her was causing her to drift between two different mindsets: her true self, as well as her immature, childhood self. From what Azula had gathered, she usually had an hour or so before her mindset would switch, an hour of which she used half of to escape her prison and enter the palace. She knew she had to defeat Zuko before her state-of-mind changed and she went all "goody goody" again, as she did when she revealed a portion of her plan to Ty Lee. Thankfully, though, Ty Lee wasn't able to stop her plan, and things were still going smoothly.
"Hello, brother. I was wondering when you would show up," she said when Zuko finally entered the throne room. She reveled in his blank state of shock upon finding she'd taken over the room.
"Azula, what are you doing?" he demanded.
"Isn't it obvious?" she replied, gesturing around the throne room. "I'm finally taking back what is truly mine."
Where Azula was sure she'd see anger, an expression of what seemed to be pity flashed in Zuko's eyes.
"Azula, let's get you home. You're not well," he suggested and started towards her.
"That wretched place is not my home! And I am not well because of what your little peasant girlfriend did to me!" Azula lied, knowing that she wasn't well before the little incident with the peasant. She hadn't been well since her awful friends, Mai and Ty Lee betrayed her, this was their fault!! And to top everything off, her father had abandoned her. It was fine when he banished Zuko, but to forsake Azula, his golden prodigy child?
"Azula?" Zuko gingerly prodded his sister. She seemed to be in some sort of daze, and tears had began to stream silently down her cheeks. It pained him to see his sister in such a state, but what was he to do? For all he knew this was just another one of her tricks; a ploy to draw him close so she could attack when he was caught off guard.
"Azula?" he repeated, because she didn't seem to hear him the first time.
"It's not fair Zuko!" she shouted, suddenly coming back to life.
"What's not fair?" asked Zuko, not knowing what was going on or what she was talking about.
"I was always the best at everything and I always did what he said! He had no right to treat me in such a way! I always understood when he treated you poorly, you deserved it, but me? It's not fair. . ."
Was she talking about Ozai?
"You mean Father?" he asked her.
"Of course I mean Father! Who else?"
Zuko nodded, an idea suddenly popping into his head. He would need Katara to fix her first, of course, but he finally knew how he could truly help Azula.
Katara listened as Ty Lee quickly explained what Azula had told her (not to go after the Acolytes) and that Azula had escaped, probably to go after Zuko.
"We have to go find him, he might be in trouble!" exclaimed Aang, readying his glider for a fight.
"It'll be easier if we split up," said Sokka. "Let's go!"
They paired off, Katara going with Ty Lee, and bolted towards different places in the palace. Katara and Ty Lee decided to head to the throne room. Even though Zuko was probably in his chamber, they still felt they should check the throne room. As they approached their destination, they stopped dead in their tracks. Katara could hear voices, Zuko's and Azula's, coming from the throne room. It sounded like Azula was pretty upset, but Katara couldn't be sure, so she inched closer to the threshold in order to hear better. She poked her head around the door just in time to hear Zuko say, "Azula, would you like to visit Father, and tell him these things?"