Something about this girl just screamed crazy. The kind of crazy his mom and Videl turn out to be when they’re in a bad mood. And that kind of crazy was hazardous to his health. Better play it safe and not upset this one.
“Hi there!.. Uh.. Pretty lady!”
Okay now that was completely half assed.
Azula noticed the guy giving her a weird look. She had half a mind to march over there and shoot lightning at him. But this was a school. And Zuko would be watching, whether in person or via people he knew, it didn’t matter. She had no desire to be friendly, so just flat out ignored him.
“Hi there!.. Uh.. Pretty lady!”
Azula had held it together so far, but what did this guy want? She didn’t have time for a weird kid to be following her around. And that was not the way to address a princess!
“Oh, no! I know plenty of people!” Kobato rang in, cheerily. “I may not quite know my way around yet, but I’ve made a lot of friends here already!” Sure, it was true, but most of the people Kobato had considered friends would probably be just as useless to Azula as she was. Of course, there were the few who were strong, people who were fighters, people who were mages. But those were the ones who probably wouldn’t be fooled by Azula’s facade.
She followed Azula along, genuinely happy to be dragged by her.
“Where are you from, miss Azula??”
Lots of friends? This might actually pay off…Azula gave of some well polished fakery to hide the fact she was deep in thought. Whether any of her friends were worth even looking at however was a different matter.
“Me?” She started sweetly “I’m from the Fire Nation, sister of the Fire Lord these days actually - though we don’t get on too well, he’s not very nice to me…” Azula tried her best to sound slightly upset as she trailed off.
It wasn’t going to take much bending of the truth to retell Zuko’s story to get people on her side.
“How about you?” She really didn’t care but she sounded like she did. “Is it far?”
“Mm?” She turned on her heel, with a recent schedule she had received, to see when she had her breaks and when her classes were set to. “Yes, what is it?” The albino had asked, lips curving into an ‘o’ shape.
Tancho was like a relaxing vacation off from demon hunting! Gave her an excuse too, but, all in all, she had enjoyed the pleasent atmosphere given off from it. There were one or two that were a bit in despair, or were delinquents, but frankly she thought they were all had goodness in their heart. She wasn’t the one to judge that.
The other, on the otherhand - must of been new, or just arrived. She was only one to arrive too, but she etched the Academy’s map into every corner of her memory.
“Ah, of course, miss. Whatever do you need help with?”
“Hiii…I’m Azula” Azula spoke through clenched teeth, she had really had enough of pretending to be nice. She couldn’t help notice how polite this person was, almost acting like a servant.
“I was wondering if you could give me a hand, I have no idea where my first class is” she smiled an awkward smile trying to seal the deal, not that anyone was actually suspiscious of her, how could they be? If she had lied to Zuzu and he bought it, who else was there?
Still she needed some help settling in, and it wouldn’t hurt to show whoever was watching that she was getting a long with someone.
He had been walking for so long he no longer knew what day it was. The snow had turned to barren ground long ago and the northern chill had left the air causing the unfamiliar heat to cling uncomfortably to his skin. The journey was long and there were times he felt he could no longer continue but there was no way he was going to turn back. There was nothing left for him back home anymore.
His father had been wrong. Yakone had thought training them like that made them strong but there was nothing he could teach them that could do that. His father had failed and Noatak would be damned if he would follow the same path. He knew where truth strength lay and he would find it.
The sun was rising over the hills, golden light spilling across the open fields lighting a building in the distance. Ice blue eyes took it in but he felt nothing. He had no home and every new landmark he passed was just a reminder of that.
As he drew closer he could see it was a school, the sound of laughter drifting to his ears giving away it’s popularity. Back home his father has always been so obsessed with furthering their bending Noatak had almost no time for a traditional education. If he was going to achieve his goals he needed to be wiser, have a plan, not let his naivety get the better of him.
“Hey you,” He called out, grabbing the passerby’s arm to get their attention. “What is this place?”
“Watch it!” Azula turned around angrily, not just anyone grabbed phoenix Queen Azula. She snapped her head around, glimpsing a figure of a boy, probably about the smae age as her. After a few seconds, she realised that he was from the water tribe.
Azula’s insides clenched in rage. “Just like that filthy water bender I followed for so long” She thought to herself spitefully.
Realising that she probably should have been more polite - how was she going to manipulate people that hate her? - She loosened her facial expression.
“I’m sorry about that” She really wasn’t, she wanted to show this boy the wrath of the fire nation “I’m Azula by the way, and you shouldn’t just grab people like that”
She cocked her head at his question, he was new here as well, except she had been here a few days now, and she was starting to know her way around.
“This is Tancho Acedemy, a school for growing young minds, nice isn’t it” she finished through gritted teeth, it wasn’t nice, it was her prison cell.
He guessed it was only a matter of time until he ran into her, though he had hoped it would be a long time, but - as always - Azula managed to show up exactly when he didn’t want her to. Zuko briefly toyed with the idea of turning and heading in the opposite direction, away from his psycho of a sister - but no, he wasn’t going to run from her any more.
Bracing himself he headed down the hall towards her, trying to calm the rage that burned inside him. Yeah, he had every right to be angry at her. She had tried to hurt both him and his friends and would stop at nothing to get what he wanted but deep down he couldn’t help but hope she could change. They were siblings after all and there had to be some of their mother in her, didn’t there?
Though even deeper down he knew his hope was useless. Even as a child she had been like this, any goodness in her had been stamped out by their father and her choice to follow the path he had lain out for her. All he could truly hope for now was that she wouldn’t harm anyone in her efforts to get what she wanted here.
“Azula.” His tone was blunt, any warmth that would usually be in his voice fading away. ”I hope you know I’ll be keeping an eye on you here. One step out of line and I’ll send you back to the firenation and have you locked up with our father.”
Azula spotted him straight away, though she always thought he stuck out like a sore thumb with a face like that, always so twisted with anger. Unsure of what he was doing there, Azula didn’t let on that she saw Zuko, it was possible that he was about to tail her, but no. The angry monarch proceeded to simply head towards her, down the hall. “Fine” she thought happily, she wasn’t ever going to turn down the chance to wind him up.
“Oh look it’s Zuzu, my good for nothing brother…” Azula gave off her favourite evil smile.
Watching and enjoying the look of Zuko’s face, she thought she should quickly intervene. “I was joking of course”
She had spent a long time tricking Zuko into her supposed allegiance, and she wasn’t going to let it slip for a few seconds of contentment. “You didn’t think I’d just go back to my old ways after a few days from your watchful eye did you?”
Azula was surprised to see her brother here of ll places, he was always going to try his best when it came to keeping an eye on her, but she hadn’t expected his to abandon his throne for the sake of his lying little sister. She smiled, “I guess I’m just that important I suppose” she thought to herself quietly.
“I’m Kobato! It’s lovely to meet you as w—” Kobato, oblivious, confused Kobato stumbled a bit as Azula pulled her along. “—ell. Lovely to meet you as well…??” Azula really should have known better than to pick a girl who wore mary janes and carried a stuffed dog around with her everywhere. Not only was Kobato going to be useless in her dark endeavor to crush the peace that her brother had brought to his nation and entire world—a world that Kobato didn’t even know existed—but she would probably attempt to befriend Azula knowing about her dark past, and her intentions.
“Oh! I’m new too…! Ah… but I probably won’t be much help with giving you a tour! I’m lost!” She smiled sheepishly at the other girl and rubbed the back of her head with her free hand.
Azula sighed. Kobato was more useless that she first thought, she didn’t know her way around which probably meant she didn’t know anyone useful either. But the thought of the fact somebody might be watching prevented Azula from telling this girl what she thought, besides it probably wouldn’t be wise making enemies just yet.
“So I guess you don’t know anyone either then?” She continued with the pleasant voice.
The school was getting closer as Azula dragged Kobato along, she couldn’t wait to find an excuse to ditch her, she hoped they’d have different classes, or maybe she could just slip away in the corridor and say she got lost.
Her thoughts turned again to Kobato and for a second, she almost felt a bit sorry for her. Almost.
Kobato had noticed Azula making her way over to her, and smiled back brightly at the former Fire Nation princess. Little did she know just who Azula was, and that the fact that she was asking for Kobato’s help was something to be worried about, not celebrated. She was hopeless, and judging people was not her forte.
She took Azula’s warm yet superficial smile as a genuine greeting.
“Ah!? You need help!? Yes! What do you need??” She blurted out with a little bit too much enthusiasm.
“Hi there, I’m Azula! Lovely to meet you”
Azula saw the oncoming victim and wasted no time to strike. Even as she heard the words pass her lips it turned her stomach, she was so sick of playing nice. She took a good look at the girl who responded, and realised she hadn’t been so lucky, the girl was hardly going to be a star player in her plan. Still, she was the first person Azula had met, she needed to be more patient. Good to start out small anyway.
She grabbed the girls arm with hers and began walking briskly towards the school, the hollow smile still stretched across her face. “I’m new.” Azula gave a fake sickening chuckle “I don’t know anyone. Could you give me a quick tour around? If you’re not busy.”
She looked up at the school, imagining the countless students ready to join her cause for the price of power. Maybe this will be easy. She gave a more homely smile, one that many knew could conceal the most evil-est of things, but this girl was clueless. Azula took a quick glimpse at the rest of the grounds, wondering how far her brothers spies were behind her, or if indeed they were even watching.
Azula smiled as she entered onto the school ground. It had taken several years, but she had managed to convince her feeble fire lord of a brother that she had repented, that she was worth another chance, just as he was.
Zuko was pathetic. Azula, change her ways? Never in a million years. She had been allowed to attend this school under Zuko’s agents careful watch. She was going to restore the Fire Nations honour, Zuko had defiled it. She was going to restore her fathers honour, Restore her honour.
Look who she sounded like.
Phoenix Queen Azula. She would make Zuko, and the rest, pay for what they did. She would destroy the Avatar. But not yet, Azula knew she had work to do.
Not the first place she would choose to start recruiting an army, but it was all she had, this school was filled with the next generation, maybe if she could harness it, it would go a long way. And it was still better than being in chains.
Noticing the increase of people on the school grounds as she moved closer, she flicked a charming smile across her face, and moving up to one in her warmest possible voice:
“Excuse me, I don’t suppose you could give me a hand?”