An Older Version of the Gaang

This is an AU fic for quite a few obvious reasons.

Azula’s fingers hovered over the stinging mark spreading up from her wrist to her elbow. She gently ran her finger over the tender red skin outlining it.

Part of her thought it was a bad idea to get the tattoo, but مزید of her کہا it was one of the best idea’s she had in a while. The blue and چیتی, نیلگوں ہرا ink suited her well, at least she thought so anyhow. It only made sense for her to wear the blue flames proudly on her arm…

Much مزید sense than it did to always be reminded of the scars they covered.

The blue flame tattoo wasn’t the first...

That night Azula dreamed.

After a long while of staring at the ceiling, the cold metal shackles biting her hands all the while, and enduring Ling-Ling’s attempts to make conversation, she had found herself in something of a sleep.

Her dream wasn’t unpleasant.

The dream was a bit of a blur; she was a little girl again. Ling-Ling and Heekul were both real people, her mother loving. Zuko had joined them in whatever game they were playing.

Azula, upon waking could most vividly remember the faces and the smells—freshly cut گھاس and her mother’s floral perfume lingered on the fringes of her...

“You see, Princess, I don’t like your kind.” Tang-Shin continued with his circling. “You. People like you, are sick. The lot of آپ deserve to die. The lot of آپ are only good for experimenting on. And of the lunatics in this asylum your breed is the worst—with your silly voices and your ludicrous visions…”

Azula’s upper lip twitched into a snarl. The man was speaking as if he didn’t have an issue یا two of his own.

"If آپ thought we treated آپ with neglect and abuse in the regular ward…the underground ward, well it’s a whole new world of torment."

Azula looked to the...

With each step Azula felt her body grow مزید and مزید weary. Each and every one of her footfalls مزید wobbly than the next.

Tang-Shin was leading her down a hall that was just as bleak as every other. She wondered how the man navigated the place—everything looked the same to her; white یا yellowing-white, lined with tightly sealed doors, and a floor that looked like it hadn’t been cleaned in millenniums. She chose to ignore the alarming red splotch near one of the doors.

Was that what she had been sleeping on?

She shuddered.

They reached the end of the hall where stood a giant knobless door....

First OFF, I AM ENDOWED TO TELL آپ GUYS (HOPEFULLY FANS) THAT THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING پرستار FICTION, THUS I APOLOGIZE FOR THE LENGTH. آپ SEE, THIS IS SOMEWHAT LIKE A TEST DRIVE: I MAY PROLONG THE SERIES, ترمیم THE مضمون TO FIT YOUR NEEDS, یا CREATE A WHOLE NEW SERIES IF REQUESTED. RECOMMENDATIONS AND CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM IS HIGHLY ACCEPTED AND ENCOURAGED. WITHOUT FURTHER ADO:
As per usual, Katara was absolutely furious with Zuko for even suggesting that Azula should live, and the fact that she lost her mother to the wrath of the آگ کے, آگ nation didn’t help to extinguish the flame that...

I've done episodes, I've done characters, now it's time to do seasons. Anyways, keep in mind that this is my opinion, and we may disagrees so respect my opinion and I'll respect yours. Enjoy the article! :)














3. Season 1

I still absolutely adore this season, even though it's on last place. The reason why it's at the bottom is because of a couple of reasons. For one, Azula isn't in this season until the very end. My اگلے reason would be, that the episodes aren't as good. I absolutely love each episode, but there were much better episodes in Season 2 and 3. Some of the most hated episodes in...

What is to become of a fallen princess?

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

Everything Azula had ever stood for seemed to have been taken from her. Her nation lost the war. Her father the crown. Like that mattered to her anymore anyways, the man was quick to leave her behind when he thought he’d get a bigger crown.

He promised they‘d do it together. It was a lie. Now she had no parents…not ones that loved her anyhow. In fact she had no one at all that loved her. Even her uncle, a man that seemed to see the best in everyone, viewed her as a lost cause.

The world seemed to have no room for her anymore....

“Azula, Shou tells me you’ve been talking to them again.” Lu-Ming stated.

“She’s lying.” Azula intended to answer as vaguely as possible.

“Lying?” Lu-Ming questioned.

“Yes.”

“And why would she lie?”

“Because she doesn’t like me…” Azula trailed off. She already کہا too much.

“Azula, it’s not healthy to just assume everyone hates you. Like you’re mother, she…”

“I wish to go back to my room now.” Azula cut him off.

“We are going to have to talk about her eventually.” It wasn’t an empty threat, it was a promise. This wasn’t the first time Lu-Ming...

Authors note: okay, so I usually لوڈ اپ my stuff to the Azula club, so if u guys like it, go check it out! :) This one is a bit sad, but strangely happy in the end.



The room was quiet. Not a sound could be heard. Only the darkness was there to wish a 12-year-old Azula a happy birthday. Father was out on another business trip, and it had been made very clear that Mother did not want to see her tonight. That was why she was in this lonely room in the first place, and that was also why Azula had barricaded the door shut.

She was not sure exactly what she had done to receive such punishment, but...

Ayla's POV

We were flying away from the air temple and Aang and I were

sad I hadn't Spoken for two days then " Im going to ride the

giant Kyoshi مچھلی at Kyoshi Island" Aang said.

" What!" I almost straggled him but Katara and Sokka both had

to hold me back. " Are آپ crazy! Aang آپ آپ ahhh!"

" What" he laughed " I want to try something fun" I was so mad I

pouted Aang was going to get it I swear he is and I'm not going

to do anything. We landed on Kyoshi Island and Aang went right

into the water a rode to Kyoshi مچھلی I sat down in the sun then I

went into the water knee deep and just moved the...

Aang's POV

She can't be gone again not again. I air blasted the Firebender

who had did this " Ayla, Ayla, Ayla no آپ can't be gone" I cried,

mumble, yelled and screamed then Katara put her hand on my

shoulder

" Aang she's gone no one alive can survive the coldness of the

water"

I know she was trying to کلیم me down but I just couldn't take it

" She is not gone"

my tattoos and eyes glow and I کبوتر into the water to try

to save to person who I had let down again.

Ayla's POV

As I was sinking I had all the flashback all of them with Aang.

"Aang" I giggle I was 5 years old and I was blind well I had...

After hours of copying each other's answers, and hours of playing video games and eating nothing but junk, Rex went home, and I was left watching ویژن ٹیلی in the living room, while my dad fixed رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا and my little brother was upstairs in his room being loud as ever. My grandfather came downstairs, and smiled when he saw me.
"Couldn't take a nap with little Aniuk making a racket." he chuckled.
I chuckled back. "You can watch T.V. with me, Grandpa."
My grandfather smiled warmly at me, and sat اگلے to me on the couch
"By the way, Anyu, who was that young fellow here earlier?" he asked.
"Oh, that...

Yue stared at the note in complete confusion and horror. What kind of sick joke was this? What kind of awful person would pretend to be her brother? Hon was dead, even if she did hate to admit it. The proof was almost as good as seeing it with her own eyes. Though curiousity pricked through her parka. Without hesitiation, she tore open the envelope and held up the letter to the light burning in through the large window. It read:
Dear Yue,
I heard what happened and I am very concerned. مزید like, مزید concerned. Please feel better.
Love,
Hon

Yue was even مزید doubtful when she finished reading...

آپ know the drill.

It was now 2:30 when we brought the weakened Sydney to the family room for the now blazing آگ کے, آگ to warm her. I set her on the سوفی, لٹانا across from Aang who was sleeping with Toph in a chair who was also sleeping.I sat سے طرف کی the آگ کے, آگ warming my now cold hands. I never got cold. I practiced some of my new power on Aang. I put water around his temples and focused.
He was dreaming about how he and Toph got married. He played sweety pie while Toph got annoyed at her mom for making her were makeup and fancy clothes. I pulled away from his dream feeling disgusted with myself. I had just...