Title: C'est La Vie
Day/Theme: February 25th, "Tinder Ablaze"
Series: Avatar
Character/Pairing: Azula
Rating: PG13
Summary: But what crime could a dishonest person truly commit in such a dishonest world?
Credits: Lyrics are from "Viva La Vida" by Coldplay, image is from Fandomsecrets.
It turned out that only she and father were the bad guys. It was he who was the corrupt prince, the one who murdered his own father, the one who reared an equally corrupt daughter. And Zuko was the one to rectify their mistakes, the rightful Fire Lord.
This propaganda was perpetrated in hopes of restoring faith to the Fire Nation's monarch, that only Ozai and Azula were the bad seeds. This way, Zuko could rule in peace, seated upon his throne and restructuring the aftermath of the war. Regardless of that, he was still a liar.
Azula never knew that he could be good at that. Perhaps the ways of the royal family had got to him. He had caught up late, being banished for a good part of his adolescence. Azula waited in her bed for her brother to visit her, and who knows, he could even ask her for a little advice in necessary manipulation and lieing.
At least she still had more knowledge in this area, and had something to show the misinformed people that the fallen first candidate for the new Fire Lord was more than a spoilt princess.
*
Mai always complained on how bored she was, but didn't she know that she was going to be more bored, assuming the place of the Fire Lord's wife? God knows how many more societal rules she would have to learn, how many more phony smiles she would have to flash. Azula would know, she was a Fire Lord's wife's daughter, after all. At least when they were still an elite team, things would always lead up to an interesting hunt.
Ty Lee always resented on her lack of identity, but didn't she know that for the Kiyoshi warriors, the concept of individuality was not encouraged? To move as one, to serve as one, to think as one. They were soldiers, and Azula would know how their mind worked, controlling them for most of their lives. At least when they were still an elite team, each of them had their chances to display their separate talents.
Azula turned to her side and smirked, assuring herself that she was still a people person at heart.
*
Was it too late to stop being a liar? With that sentiment in mind, she mustered enough strength to sneak out, and danced madly along the roads, until she reached the carnival where the yearly New Year celebration took place.
"I am Princess Azula! I am Princess Azula!" She shrieked, hair whipping around wildly with sparkles of blue fire interlaced.
Two men stopped in their tracks and stared at her, utterly bewildered.
"Is that really…?" One of them spoke once regaining his composure.
"Nah," The other snapped himself out of his reverie and shook his head. "Can't be. As the popular phrase goes, 'Azula always lies', anyway."
They left, unconvinced by Azula's declarations, but she persisted and continued anyway, until she was sure that lies, all lies, we are all liars.