Avatar: Mage of All Elements

We had to get out of that village because I was running all over the Fire Colony and was seen by many. As we flew away, we saw several units heading toward the village.

Of course, Hama was taken with us. Zuko suggested we go to Coal Island, since it was his home, where he and his family vacationed, and it was quite remote from everyone. A perfect place to hide.

When we arrived, a huge mansion was waiting for us. True, it was covered in dust, so the first thing we did was clean it. The mansion was big, so we only cleaned the first floor. And after we cleaned each room, we went to the beach. This is where we'll live until the comet arrives.

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POV Azula

We've been on this island for a week now. My wounds are almost healed and it won't be long until I have my magic back. The only thing is, what's next? Go back home? Who's waiting for me there? Certainly not my father.

On the contrary, it's good for him that I'm gone. No one threatens his power and he can rule alone. Mei and Tai Li? It's a possibility, but they'll be safer without me. That's it. No one else.

But here and now, it's a different picture. For the first time, I'm being treated normally. Without subservience and fear, without phrases that make you twist your brain to see where you want to be deceived. Sincerely. And that's what I liked about it. But that's not the point. Yoko.

The man I dreamed of defeating and destroying. A man who caused a lot of trouble. A man who made me wonder if he was even human. And now I've come to know him in a completely different way. Caring, kind and loyal. Of course he's a bastard for getting into my head and doing what he did, but it's my own fault, I should have run away faster.

But the question I was most interested in was, why did I help him? Gratitude for the power? That's not funny. Then why? I don't know the answer. But the consequences are terrible. I lost my hands and my magic. Yes, he helped me and healed me. And quickly enough. But it was the care he showed me that confused me.

Why is he doing this to me? And I can see that he acts cool with everyone else, clearly separating himself from the others. But not with me. I'm good at noticing details, so I can see it clearly. He's different with me. Kind, caring, careful. He makes you want to trust him. Tell him everything.

But what if he doesn't understand? Push me away? I don't know. But it feels like he's tearing me apart inside. And his magic? My own mother thought I was a monster because she imagined my powers in the future. What would he be to her, then? I've seen his training, and I can imagine what it would be like. It's just fire magic!

When he's fully mastered this style, even an Avatar won't be able to stop him. His friends are already afraid of him, and what's next? I don't know. I don't know anything anymore. I'm a mess. And there's no one to talk to. They just wouldn't understand. Well, he'll understand. But I'm afraid to talk to him. What if he pushes me away? What then? I don't know.

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After a week here, Azula got sick. And I couldn't help her. The magic wasn't working. She was feverish, delirious, coughing. Not good symptoms, and yet I couldn't help her. It was upsetting because I didn't understand what was wrong. I told the team about the situation and the answer to my wondering what was wrong with her was. She's being reborn. I still didn't know what to do.

Zuko's interrogation on the subject did not provide any details and confused me even more. Calmly, I decided to do what I could. Can't fix the problem? I'll deal with the consequences. Am I useless against them as well?

I sat by her side for three days. I practically stayed with her. But she kept getting worse. I didn't know how long she would last at this rate. But the best she had was four days. Give or take. I couldn't stand it anymore, and I passed out at her bedside, holding her hand. And I dreamed, a strange dream, that Azula and I were talking about something. A long talk about everything. She was better in the morning. That's good.

By the fourth twenty-four hours she had almost recovered, and by the evening she was conscious and adequate. That's when my dream came true. We talked all night and didn't sleep until morning. Much was said and told. She and I had found someone we could tell what was eating us and know that it would stay with us. To talk to. By the morning of the fifth day, she was fully recovered.

But there was another problem. Like Zuko, her magic was gone. Once again, healing magic couldn't help because it was more of an emotional problem. Just like Zuko's. But if he found a solution from the dragons, Azula couldn't use that method because they already had it. Afterwards, she was very depressed. To cheer her up, I suggested that she practice with me. She had nothing to do, so she agreed.

I showed her the foundation I had made up and explained the details. I asked her to repeat it and maybe Korrect something. After practicing, I realized. It didn't work. The magic wasn't coming back. After racking my brain for a while, I decided to take a chance and open her chakras. Maybe that would help.

That's what I did. I took Aang and asked him to take us to the Eastern Air Temple where I would have my chakras cleansed. It would take a long time to fly there, so we agreed that if we couldn't make it in a day, he would fly back and I would go later on my own. We agreed and in 24 hours we were there. We went downstairs and went in. Although everything was cracked, I felt that it was only on the top, and inside everything was as solid as it was.

Our journey was not long. I took Azula in my arms and threw us onto the pedestal. Good thing it's big enough. After laying out our things and making sure we were comfortable, we got down to business. As I've noticed before, explaining something to someone can help you understand a lot of things. And so it was this time. I recounted what Aang had told me, adding my own experiences and conclusions. It was a bit long. When we decided that was enough, we moved on to practice.

Except she has a lot of fear. So when I went to Aang, I told him to fly away. I just asked him to keep an eye on Hama. I went out to get some food. I wandered around for a while, but I was lucky enough to catch a moose. I butchered it on the spot, left the scraps for the scavengers, and went back. We had vegetables. We stopped at the market on the way here. When I came back, I made a fire. I decided to make pilaf.

I cut off some meat, froze the rest and put it in the ground. I threw it into a cauldron, fried it well in fat, along with carrots and onions. Then I poured water over everything and threw in rice, salting it for flavor. I covered it with a lid and waited. Forty minutes and it's ready. I took it, plates and spoons, and went to Azula. War is war, but lunch is on a schedule.