What If Azula Became the Avatar? | Comics Explained

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This story is about Azula when she's on the path to insanity. This is what I think her actions, and thoughts were in between scenes from the series. Let's begin. Keep in mind that none of this is fact, it's just fanfiction.


Following the events of The Boiling Rock Part 2:

Azula had just escaped the island.
I can't believe that Mai and Ty Lee betrayed me! she thought, maybe it was that I controlled them through fea- NO. Fear is the most reliable...

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"I guess Du just don't know people as well as Du think Du do. Du miscalculated - I Liebe Zuko Mehr than I fear you."
— Mai explaining to Azula why she saved Zuko in The Boiling Rock, Part 2

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Mai is the daughter of the Governor of "New Ozai" and his oldest child. During the course of the series, she becomes one of Princess Azula's main sidekicks (thereby one of Team Avatar's greatest foes), as well as Prince Zuko's Liebe interest. As one of the most privileged girls in...

The sun is down, the gang is talking about who should go and talk to Azula to find out how she feels about Jet.

"I say Katara" sagte Sokka

"Why Me" asked Katara

"Because Du always putting your nose where it's not wanted, and you'll get an answer out of her" sagte Toph

"Why don't Zuko, Iroh, Mai, oder Ty Lee do it, they've known her all her life" sagte Katara

"Because we can never get anything out of her, Du on the other hand always do" sagte Zuko

"Give it a try Katara" sagte Aang

"Fine" sagte Katara as she walked off.

Katara went to Azula's room which was Yue's room before she turned into the moon spirt,...

It's been a week since, Katara hasn't talked about Azula's mother because she know's it might upset her. They've been traveling until sunset, they found a place to stay with some nice rich people who offered them rooms to sleep in for the night and some dinner. The sun went down and Azula changed back into a monster. They gang was down at abendessen and wondered where Azula is.

"Where's Azula" asked Aang

"I think she's still in her room" sagte Katara

"I wonder why she's not down here for abendessen she hasn't ate since this morning" sagte Ty Lee

"Well she needs to come down for food, she can't exist on air"...

It's now morning the sun is up so Azula is a beautiful princess. She now thinks she'll need to act nice, so she picked some apples.

"Good morning everyone" sagte Azula

"Azula are Du alright" asked Zuko

"Yes I feel fine" sagte Azula

"Did Sokka give Du some cactis juice" asked Katara

"No. Who wants breakfast" asked Azula

"Azula did Du put any poison oder rub them on some poison mushrooms" asked Toph

"No of course not" sagte Azula

"These a tasty apples" sagte Iroh as he ate an apple.

"I even made Du some tee uncle, I hope I made it the way Du like it" sagte Azula

"My dear Du make good tea, after all this...

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 gras, grass and her mother’s floral perfume lingered on the fringes of her...

With a rose in her hair she stood with her forehead against the wall.

They couldn’t make her move.
She wouldn’t do it.

They would pass Von and whisper of how uncomfortable that looked. And how she’d maintained the position for well over an hour.

What else had she to do.

With a rose in her hair she stood with her forehead pressed against the wall.

She couldn’t exactly name what bound her to that spot on the wall. But it was something deep. Something complex. And oh so very coaxing.

She stood there and just listened to the voices. They’d actually become rather soothing.

After sometime she’d...

This chapter and probably the Weiter will be all flashback.

It was a stormy night. Each drop colder than the next.

The former princess huddled herself against the Wand of her cave…her home. Azula had tried to make herself a fire; she’d lit it up at least thrice only to have the wind smother it once more. So she’d gegeben up and simply sat there listening to the rain thrash against the side of the cave.

Aside from the cold Azula enjoyed the storms. They were noise in the overpowering silence. On some days—if the rain was too chilling—she’d exit her cave and talk to the drops as they...