Choc-Marshmellow

Come to me… Come to me, Serpent Tongue…come to me in my world of eternal night and set me against your enemies. Let me rip you… tear you… you who dwell in the warmth. I long for light… for warmth. How I envy you… even as you meet my deadly gaze…even as your limbs refuse to move… even as you heart ceases to force your warm blood around your weak, scaleless flesh… How I envy you… warmed by the golden sun. I smell… grass… trees… creatures of the forest… I smell…I smell blood! Come to me… Forever damp…cold…starving… must sleep…sleep… sle

Fire Princess Azula silently entered the small space in front of her Father's prison cell. Their eyes met but neither of them spoke. They seemed to be studying each other; every imperfection, every weakness and everything that hadn't (and wouldn't) change. Ozai was well aware of how emaciated he looked but, after the initial shock of imprisonment, made an effort to look presentable for the occasional visitor. Ridiculing Zuko was so much more satisfying when he looked his best. He had been expecting a fourteen year old girl, dressed in armour with a wicked smile. Instead, a young woman with long, dark hair flowing down her back sat before hi

The first year was an acceptable target. For one thing, she wore pink ribbons in her hair. Pink was not the colour of the Fire Nation. For another, she had been scolded by all her teachers for her lack of knowledge and for not paying attention. Her happy-go-lucky nature had not endeared her to any of the others and she was forced to sit alone during the lunch break. That was more than enough reason for Kai Xia and her gang of borderline delinquents to make an example of her in front most the Royal Fire Nation Academy. A crowd of students had gathered. The poor thing, surrounded by bored girls who were eager for entertainment, now had nowhe