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Boil	By : modeac Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Azula/Katara Views: 22342 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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BOIL PART 2- IMAGE

5th August 2010

Authors's Notes

A second chapter of Boil! Apologies for the long length between updates.

AU (Alternate Universe), Azula and Katara meet, what the princess desires she must possess and dominate. Femmeslash (implied at least)!

WARNING; this is substantially darker than the previous chapter, with angst, torture, humiliation and sadistic and deranged behaviour from Azula.

'This' means someone is thinking- their thoughts.

* * * * are page breaks or small time skips.

-X- means a scene change, i.e. from Azula's dungeon to the corridor outside.

DISCLAIMER; I don't own Avatar: Last Airbender/ Legend of Aang, or any of the characters or ideas involved. This is non profit.

Image:

Noun,

1/ A physical likeness or representation of a person, animal, or thing, photographed, painted, sculptured, or otherwise made visible.

2/ An optical counterpart or appearance of an object, as is produced by reflection from a mirror, refraction by a lens, or the passage of luminous rays through a small aperture and their reception on a surface.

3/ A mental representation; idea; conception.

4/In Psychology. A mental representation of something previously perceived, in the absence of the original stimulus.

5/ Form; appearance; semblance: We are all created in God's image.

6/ Counterpart; copy: That child is the image of his mother.

7/ A symbol; emblem.

8/ The general or public perception of a company, public figure, etc., esp. as achieved by careful calculation aimed at creating widespread goodwill.

9/ A type; embodiment: Red-faced and angry, he was the image of frustration.

10/ A description of something in speech or writing: Keats created some of the most beautiful images in the language.

11/ Rhetoric . a figure of speech, esp. a metaphor or a simile.

12/ An idol or representation of a deity: They knelt down before graven images.

13/ Mathematics . the point or set of points in the range corresponding to a designated point in the domain of a given function.

14/ Archaic . an illusion or apparition.

–verb (used with object)

15/ To picture or represent in the mind; imagine; conceive.

16/ To make an image of; portray in sculpture, painting, etc.

17/ To project (photographs, film, etc.) on a surface: Familiar scenes were imaged on the screen.

18/ To reflect the likeness of; mirror.

19/ To set forth in speech or writing; describe.

20/ To symbolize; typify.

21/ To resemble.

22/ Informal . to create an image for (a company, public figure, etc.): The candidate had to be imaged before being put on the campaign trail.

23/ To transform (data) into an exact replica in a different form, as changing digital data to pixels for display on a CRT or representing a Medical scan of a body part in digital form.

* * * *

"Noooo!"

Katara woke from the nightmare screaming. A nightmare where she ran and ran, chased by something evil and inhuman. She ran and ran but couldn't get away. Some... thing chasing her, trapping her, then closing in on her while carrying strange, frightening things that promised pain. And that odd, terrible, strangely beautiful blue fire flowed around the creature like a shroud. Then, just as Katara was about to see her face... she woke screaming. And found herself... where?

She stopped to suck in lungfuls of air, her bare chest heaving with the fear driven exertion. She looked around in a frightened half daze not knowing where she was; her heart dropped as she identified her shining, terrifying surroundings and realised this was not a dream.

She was a prisoner of the Fire Nation.

Her sore, frightened eyes stopped on a blurred figure sitting in front of her. At first glance through her sleep addled eyes she thought it was a male. Blinking her eyes into focus she realised it was that same teenage girl that attacked her village- the armour she wore concealed her femininity so much she could be confused for a really pretty, really short man if you didn't look at her head.

The armoured woman looked up from a piece of paper she held in her hands along with an instrument Katara didn't recognise.

"Good morning, i am Princess Azula, crown heir to the Fire Nation, you will refer to me as either princess Azula, princess, or mistress. Did you have a nice sleep?"

She did not; it took her hours to reach the point where she could push her humiliation and physical pain down enough to sleep and now that was awake every part of her hurt; her wrists were bruised, she couldn't feel her fingers, her shoulders felt like they were going to tear off, her back hurt terribly, even her legs didn't feel right, her skin felt cold but her head felt hot and dry reminding her of a fever she once had, she hadn't eaten since second meal... yesterday? And she felt that as well with her growling stomach and no energy to call on.

Everything hurt so bad she just wanted to go back to sleep.

Despite this Katara choked out, her tongue large, her throat dry; "Where's Sokka?"

Azula looked away from her and began scribbling on her paper with her pencil. "He's fine. I was going to wake you earlier but..." She looked up at Katara with a strange look in her eyes. "I was struck by inspiration."

She indeed was, looking at someone in pain always gave Azula a pleasing sensation, but the feeling was so much stronger when it was someone aesthetically pleasing in pain. The water wench wasn't just pleasing, she was beautiful; a remarkable figure, breasts, wide hips, tight stomach and powerful long legs, and of course the perfectly shaped ass Azula enjoyed looking at most of all- her body benefited from intense physical training and yet still looked soft and yielding.

"One of my hobbies; drawing. What do you think?" She held up a picture of a naked woman hanging from the ceiling- clearly what she was sketching. In her addled, sleep deprived mind it took Katara a moment to realise... that was her!

"Well? What do you think?" Azula pressed.

Katara stared at the image, the shock more successful than the pain at waking her up. She wanted to say that it was awful or stupid but- she had never seen anything like it before; the image was strikingly life-like; she could see her pain, her despair, her helplessness, all perfectly captured on paper.

'I-I don't look like that do i?' The only time Katara had ever seen what she looked like was via her reflection in ice. She couldn't imagine herself looking so weak, so disgraced.

Azula walked over to a cupboard and picked up several papers. "I drew you from several angles... trying to capture... all of you..."

Katara felt like retching. 'How long has she been doing this?'

Smirking at the waterbenders expression (both shocked and nauseous) Azula considered her drawing; a skill she was taught by her mother, one of the royal family matriarch's attempts to point her daughter in a more constructive direction after her attempt to teach Azula proper tea ceremonies had gone... badly. The princess remembered how proud Ursa looked as her children began drawing the world around them- predictably Zuko didn't have the patience to get anywhere with art but the younger sibling did, perfectly capturing the beauty of nature.

Like Katara's subtle facial bone structure, her well defined curves, her large breasts, her firm toned ass...

"Take a look." She showed Katara her sketches, flipping through them showing each for a few seconds so she saw herself from all angles; she trembled and shuddered and nearly burst into tears on the pictures that focused on her face and felt like vomiting on the images that focused on her breasts and other private areas exclusively. The final picture was a sketch of Katara's unmarred bottom from her lower back to her upper thighs- Azula had spent most of her effort on her butt. While holding the sheets up Azula bent over and studied the bound waterbenders ass. Katara broke off from staring at the degrading pictures and saw her interest.

"What are you...?" Azula cut her off. "What do you think- does this look like your bottom- or are you a little... fuller?" She made a show of looking back and forth from her artwork to Katara's backside.

"You... you're sick!" Even after all she had been through she put up a look of defiance on her face, in her eyes.

"No criticism for the art itself then?" A pause. "Allow me to make you a bit more comfortable."

Azula released the waterbender from the chains holding her to the ceiling. Feeling no strength in her stressed body Katara fell to the floor with a thump.

Azula smirked as she noted that the first thing the freed waterbender did with her arms free was cover her private areas (which was ridiculous and pointless given that she had studied her naked body and sketched it in great detail), the second thing Katara did was gather the shredded remains of her clothing (what was known as a parka Azula believed) and attempt to reassemble them into some manner of covering.

'What a prude...'

-X-

From the outside corridor a group of royal servants entered with breakfast, Azula turned to them and directed where she wanted the food placed, she couldn't keep watching Katara for fear of busting a gut laughing. Although she was impressed Katara could will her limbs into movement after being held in a stress position for so long.

She turned around to her newest playmate and smiled genuinely amused and slightly impressed when she saw that Katara had managed to cobble together patchwork coverings for her breasts and lower regions by tying various pieces of shredded dead animal together.

Azula looked up and down the struggling waterbender. "And i thought it wasn't possible to make a worse fashion statement than bulky animal fur in summer..."

Katara put her hands on her hips in what would have been a gesture of authority and dominance- if she wasn't struggling to stand, in pain from being held suspended for hours and half naked.

"In the proper, enlightened, moral Water Tribe it's not proper to be seen naked by anyone except a family member or your chosen. Not that i'd expect the famously decadent Fire Nation non-culture to understand."

She stared at Azula imperiously, turning angry when Azula actually started laughing at her.

'How is it possible for a starving, half naked prisoner to sound so snide and snooty?'

"My, don't you have fire in you?" She knew that would drive the girl crazy- and it did.

Katara began ranting about how evil the Fire Nation was. Azula listened to her righteous diatribe as she watched her food tasters (to avoid poison) do their jobs.

Finally Katara stopped and just stared furiously at the smirking Firebender. The smell of the food made Katara's desert dry mouth water. Her stomach growled and churned at the fact she hadn't eaten since... yesterday? Was that how long it had been?

* * * *

Azula made a theatre of breakfast, taking loud bites of her meal and making exaggerated, near orgasm-sounding moans of pleasure and remarks about the taste, texture...

She stopped the show and looked down at Katara who was performing a meditation to take her mind of the hunger- her people used the technique to endure the freezing cold without shelter for days at a time so it should work for this situation. Unfortunately Katara wasn't very good at the technique.

Watching her, Azula stopped short of putting a grape in her mouth, directing all of her snideness and condescension into her voice; "My, aren't you a sorry sight."

Katara flinched trying to block that voice out.

Groaning and shaking her head Azula picked up a golden chalice of blue grapes.

"Eat. Your stomach's noise is annoying. How about a Ko Min flood grape?"

Katara considered throwing the gaudy looking container in Azula's face, then thought better of it knowing she had to keep her strength up if she was to escape.

She took a single berry from the decadent cup Azula held out to her. She had never eaten a grape before or any other kind of fruit or vegetable. Her tribe had, since the Crusade of Chin the Conqueror, lived in a place where no plant could grow, the traditional Southern Water tribe diet consisted entirely of meat. Tribesmen fished and hunted to get their food, with Dwarf-Whales, Arctic hen, Arctic hippo and countless types of fish as staples of their diet.

She put the alien thing in her mouth and bit down hard expecting it to be like the meat she was accustomed to, she was surprised at the liquid that exploded from the grape but swallowed, frowning as she analysed the strange taste of her first fruit. Deciding she quite liked the taste she reached for the chalice and grabbed a handful of grapes and began eating furiously as Azula watched in interest.

As Katara munched on the strong tasting berries Azula passed one under her nose and glared down at it in deep scrutiny.

"These look quite nice... i got them from the family doctor... what were they for again?" She waved the berry around pondering the question like it was an ancient riddle.

"Ahh!" A wave of... something rocked Katara's body. She began to shake. Katara's head twisted up, mouth open, teeth gritted, the bound waterbender started sweating.

Looking at the pained waterbender with a childish, open mouthed, open eyed look, Azula answered her earlier question; "Oh right..." Her childish look turned demonic.

"They're laxatives. Guess you shouldn't have eaten so many of them... i should open a window in here..."

"UAHHHH!" Katara screamed not knowing what was happening to her as her bowels released into her makeshift water tribe clothing, soiling the hastily repaired garment.

Azula watched, clearly amused and interested at her prisoners' plight. She smoothly rolled one of the laxative grapes between her thumb and forefinger as her prisoner lost control of her body.

"Oh! Ah! Ah! Gaaah! Ah! Oh! Ohhh!"

As Katara finally stopped seizing and her trembling slowed to those caused by sobbing, sweat now pouring down her face, Azula stood up from her throne like chair and began circling the disgraced waterbender leaning over to inspect the bulge in Katara's animal fur garments. The fire princess pinched her nose and commenced with her next attack on her prisoner;

"Hmm, do Watertribe maidens always make a mess like this?"

With her nose pinched shut Azula's voice sounded strange- yet still carried that tone of arrogance and dismissal Katara already associated with the vile young woman. She shut her eyes trying to ignore the voice, and the taunts they delivered.

"I never imagined a girl could make such a mess..." "Sh-shut up..." Katara whispered. "...and it smells so bad..."

She continued circling not letting up; "...what filth have you filthy savages been eating to cause such an awful stench?" "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Katara screamed completely hysterical, tears flowing from her clenched shut eyes.

* * * *

Azula opened a door Katara strangely hadn't noticed before.

"In there." Katara made no move to obey simply remained kneeling on the floor where she had sat in shame since two of Azula's servants had removed her soiled outfit.

Annoyed at being disobeyed Azula reached out with her thoughts and summoned a wall of fire behind the trembling girl. The wall of flame snapped Katara back to life, she backed away as the towering inferno closed in on her.

She kept stepping back until she fell over the knee knocker separating the two rooms, she fell to the floor with a thump.

"Ah! Ow!"

"That wasn't so hard was it?" Azula appeared from the vanishing flame barrier like a demon emerging from hell and strode past the fallen girl.

"Oh, and watch that step." Katara rubbed her head, glad that her hair had been released from its traditional braid- it cushioned her impact better.

"Listen you- aah!" Her fall hurt her already strained back stopping the storm of insults for her captor's excessive method of motivation.

Azula stopped before a large bizarre machine- she gestured at it like she was displaying a carpet at a market.

"This is a force pump, one of countless inventions that put the Fire Nation ahead of the rest of the world- especially you snow dweller primitives." She pointed at Katara like it was an afterthought.

"Originally these machines were used on land to bring up water from wells, later they were adapted for use on ships to suck in sea water into a live fish tank to preserve fish until the ship docked and the fish ready to be sold. Later they would be used to dispel water from the ship to prevent..." "I don't care about your twisted technology!" Katara screamed.

Azula looked surprised. "But you should, this technology is for your benefit today. I'm going to let you use this to clean your soiled body."

Katara's mind spun; the prospect of cleaning the filth from her body was appealing, but there had to be a catch...

"Wait! The water from the sea? That would freeze me to death in seconds!"

Azula responded in a voice teachers reserved for the slowest of students.

"I know, which is why i'm going to heat the water with my firebending while it is in the pipes." Her expression went from neutral to evilly amused.

"If you ask nicely..."

* * * *

Azula had two servants chain Katara to the machine (she made a scene of not wanting to touch the filthy waterbender until she had been cleaned), she then explained how the machine worked; grab onto the large metal lever, pull it down, push it up, pull it down and continue until you get all the water you want.

Katara grimaced as she began pushing and pulling on the machine- she was still tired from not being able to sleep properly while chained up, the adrenaline rush she got when the Fire Nation bitch began demeaning her was thinning out and the pain in her arms and back and stomach was excruciating, however as a resident of the harsh South pole she knew how to block out discomfort and forced herself on.

She closed her eyes and tried not to sob again when a strange rumbling noise emanated from somewhere close by snapped her out of it. She stared up at the... spigot? The fire witch called it? A stream of water exploded from the pipe like a deluge.

"AAAAaaaaahhhh!" The water was freezing and struck her like nothing she had felt before.

She took her hands off the pump with the shock, the chains holding her to the machine stopped her from getting very far. All she could do was scream and begin quivering as the freezing water dripped off her.

"Y-you s-said you'd w-warm it up..." She forced through chattering teeth.

"Only if you ask nicely." Azula chirped.

Katara didn't want to do it but she knew exposure to the ocean caused hypothermia within moments- she had seen it happen once.

"P-p-please... w- warm it u-up..."

"Who are you asking?" She wanted to drag this out as long as possible.

"P-please, p-princ-ess Azula, please-s warm- warm me up. Please." It was so cold Katara was struggling to breathe, her body was already shutting down from the exposure to the arctic water.

Azula took a deep breathe and pointed her flattened palms out towards the shivering girl.

Katara gasped as she felt a strange sensation in her belly, it spread out to her heart, her arms and legs; a warmth like nothing she had felt before that pushed the numbing cold from her body.

"Manipulation of the inner yet outer flame; i reach out with my chi and intensify or create heat within another living body. Feeling better?"

Katara nodded, the feeling had come back to her fingers.

She waited for this wonderful sensation to become harmful but it never went beyond soothing and invigorating.

"Feels good right? Power and energy flowing through you... that is how i feel every second of every day. You have work to do." Katara looked to Azula and saw she had her palm pressed against the pipe where the water flowed in.

She went back to pumping in water, this time it was warm, even soothing, her comfort was broken when two servants began attending to her with cloths and soap.

She wanted to protest but thought better of it when she saw Azula tap a brief medley on the pipe- her warning clear.

'I'll get you for this i swear you sadist freak!'

* * * *

When Katara had been thoroughly (and quite invasively) scrubbed, Azula stepped in and dried her off with a large red towel, paying more attention than was needed to certain parts of Katara's anatomy.

Katara coughed and sneezed as she was squirted with perfume by one of the servants.

"To cover up your foul smell." Azula supplied.

"It's your fault i... giving me those things when you knew what they did!" She ranted.

"Actually you smelt pretty bad even before that." The princess snarked.

A bang on a nearby hatch caused Azula to cut their dialogue.

"Excuse me, business before pleasure."

Katara glared at her back as she strode out of the room.

"Or then again, why not mix both?"

Before Katara could react Azula had pulled a collar out of seemingly thin air, wrapped it around the waterbenders neck, produced a long red leash also, seemingly out of nowhere and attached it to the collar. The whole procedure was so fast Katara barely saw it- she certainly couldn't do anything about it.

-X-

A Lieutenant stepped through the hatch into Azula's playroom. He bowed before Azula. To his credit the soldier wasn't surprised or noticeably bothered by the fact that his superior officer had a naked woman on a leash only a few feet in front of him.

"A message from the Fire Lord." He reported.

Azula dismissed the soldier then studied the letter.

"That reminds me, i have to personally inspect the ships day to day operations for research purposes."

She turned to Katara. "I could use a second opinion." She pulled on Katara's leash. "You're coming with me."

She strode off to the door with Katara in tow, it wasn't until Azula opened the hatch leading to the outside corridor that the disturbed waterbender realised what the vile woman's next plan to humiliate her was.

'She wants to drag me all over the ship naked on a leash!'

"No, no, no, no! I can't go out there! Not like this!" Katara screamed.

"Oh stop being fussy, you won't freeze to death, the inner corridors of the ship are heated by the ships boilers as well as firebending and even lamps..." She twisted on Katara's leash bringing them nose to nose. "...and i'll warm you up if you get chilly." She whispered to Katara in a suggestive tone that shocked thoughts of biting her captor's nose off out of her head.

Katara began thrashing.

"I won't let you do this! I won't, i won't i- mummph!" She was cut off by Azula cramming a bamboo gag into her mouth and tying it around her head. The waterbender screamed around the mysteriously appeared wood between her jaws and tried to bite through it to no avail.

"Keep quiet, or next i'll chain your arms behind your back. Do you understand?"

-X-

Katara kept her head down, staring at the hard metal floor. She couldn't look up, not at the depraved monster dragging her along, not at the vile, decadent firebenders all around her, all she saw was the decking and shadows interrupted by sinister red lighting cast by lamps she didn't see. She focused on breathing through her nose and not drooling around the gag in her mouth too bad.

Despite being naked katara wasn't as cold as she thought she'd be.

Mercilessly Azula dragged the naked waterbender all over the ship;

-X-

First they went to the bridge for a status report

-X-

Then they went to the kitchens and pantries to look at food supplies and the state of meals in progress. Azula claimed it was to make sure they were well stocked to avoid something called scurvy. Katara believed this was actually to remind her how she hadn't eaten since third meal yesterday.

-X-

Next was the engine room, even sickened as she was, even through the extreme humiliation of being disgraced like this, Katara couldn't help but be amazed at what she saw, by how different this place was from her home of tundra and houses made of snow and ice- it was like she had stepped into another world.

Metal. Fuel. She vaguely remembered the words used by tribesmen who fought during the raids and from oral history of the past when Waterbenders lived on coastal areas and by rivers in warmer lands and had metallurgical knowledge of their own maintaining a vast nation that once rivalled the feudal lands of the Earth provinces...

-X-

Azula dragged them into the armoury to check on weapons, she made a point of waving a couple suggestively at Katara. Including an axe that was larger than Azula herself was. Katara could only stare in disbelief wondering if the other girl was insane.

-X-

Things got even worse when Azula dragged her into crew quarters- with men in various states of dress present.

'Does she have any shame?'

-X-

While this was happening, the soldiers, engineers and scientists all around them tried to go about their daily business, their duties or just simply to look ahead- some succeeded being accustomed to the princesses 'eccentricities'.

Most however couldn't stop their eyes wandering to the naked, sobbing, exotic, girl at the princesses' booted feet. Many couldn't stop their imagination running wild with what their leader was going to do to the lovely prisoner, others imagined dark things to do the prisoner when the princess got tired of her like the rest of the pets she had terrorised in the past. Some of the crazier crewmembers entertained fantasies of what they could do to the waterbender and the princess.

-X-

"Our next stop, the prisoners we took from your village." Azula took great joy in observing Katara's face as she spoke her words; the play of shock, fear and hatred.

Azula (after code banging on the brig hatch) opened the armoured door and stepped inside,

"Let's see how your brother is doing." The statement had the effect she was looking for; Katara hesitated then panicked, screaming around the wood between her jaws.

"What was that? I don't understand you." Azula undid and removed the bamboo gag from Katara's mouth, the girl closed her now empty mouth, swallowed several times, took a deep breathe, then blurted out;

"Wait! I- i can't see him like this."

"You don't want to see your brother?" Azula prodded.

"I want to see him, but not n-" The prudish Waterbender couldn't say it.

"Naked? Exposed? Flaunting your natural assets for the world to see?"

Katara wanted to kill the cruel princess, instead she swallowed her pride and lowered her head.

"Please don't make me go in there naked."

"Fine." She whispered a command into the ear of an elite who had been following them. He rushed off soon after. "I sent him to get you a robe, he'll be back in a minute."

"Thank you." Katara suspected the fire bitch was up to something, all she could do was wait for it.

The soldier soon returned with a flowing red robe, revolted by its colour Katara slipped it on quite surprised by how comfortable it was.

She steeled herself and stepped into the brig.

"Katara! Are you alright?" The familiar voice of her brother called out.

She really wasn't. "I'm fine Sokka, how are you?"

As they spoke Azula watched in the distance, from what she could make out the brother was concerned for Katara given her physical appearance (why she was dressed in fire nation clothing and her hair was down, and, oh yeah, why was she on the literal leash of the crazy bitch that attacked the village). A part of Azula wondered why the siblings had such a positive relationship, given that the boy was clearly a useless fool.

'Zuko and i never talked like that...'

Another part of her wondered what would happen if she stripped Katara of her borrowed clothes right there; would the boy slam himself against the bars uselessly until he knocked himself out? Would he yell on and on about how what she was doing wasn't honourable?

'Maybe i should find out?'

Katara must have developed mind reading as she chose that moment to turn away from Sokka and speak to Azula; "Thank you for letting me speak to my brother Princess."

'I like the way she said that.' "We have a tour to finish." She stated.

Azula led Katara out of the brig, she didn't remove Katara's borrowed robe, Katara noticed this and wondered why.

-X-

Azula opened a hatch with a screech causing a wave of cold to blast the waterbender at her feet, Azula marched Katara outside holding onto her shoulders.

Pulling her borrowed robe as close and tight as possible Katara saw a vessel close by; an Inferno battlecruiser (or Shark-Whale as the waterbenders called them) she had seen the wreck close to her village but despite that and everything else she was once again astonished at the sheer size of Fire Nation ships; these massive beasts made her peoples Umiaq look tiny, even ridiculous in comparison.

'No! We're not small! Not ridiculous! We're a proud people dammit! This bitch will acknowledge that!'

"Enough!" She forced her voice to be steady even in the brutal cold. "You have invaded Water tribe territory, taken prisoners, committed countless crimes against my people, you will answer to me!"

"And why would i do that?" Azula drawled trying to stop laughing at how out of her depth Katara was.

"Be- because... i am a warrior of the Southern Water tribe!"

"Oh you're a warrior? I'm sorry i thought you were a medic or a homemaker."

"I'm not, i'm a warrior and you will deal with me as one."

"You want to be treated like a warrior? Is that what you really want?" Azula asked deadly serious.

"Yes, that's what i want." Katara said defiantly.

"So be it." She struck out at Katara so fast she didn't see the blow that knocked her out.

* * * *

Katara woke tied down to what she recognised as the strange and complicated bench she had seen in Azula's 'playroom'. Her arms and legs had been spread apart and tightly bound. Still, this wasn't even close to the worst position she had been put in today.

She looked around and saw she was indeed back in the dungeon she had woken up in earlier that day and was naked again. She was disturbed that she was slightly relieved to be back here- being dragged around the ship with everyone staring at her naked body was so bad katara was actually happy to return to the dungeon- at least here no one could see her...

'Except her...'

Katara saw Azula walking towards her rubbing her hands as though deviously excited.

"Since you are a warrior i have no choice but to follow procedure in these matters. This is how this is going to work. I will ask you questions, you will answer, proper answers will be rewarded, false answers will be punished, refusing to answer will be punished. Understand?"

"I'm not telling you anything, you freakish bitch!" The bound waterbender yelled.

Azula stepped up to Katara, knelt in front of her, extended the index fingers of both hands and pressed them to Katara's crotch.

Just as Katara was about to object to this latest violation what looked like a stream of blue and white light danced around the princess' pale digits.

'What...'

The light danced only a second before being directed into Katara's body. With horrific results.

Katara had never felt or imagined anything like it; It was like every nerve in her body exploded. Every muscle erupted in agony. Every cell in her skin, her blood, her organs. Her brain ignited with the intensity of a volcano. All her senses- sight, smell, hearing, taste, touch- shut off and focused on one thing only: extreme And unimaginable pain.

And then it stopped as abruptly as it began.

It took a moment for Katara to remember where she was. Even then she didn't know what was happening.

"Oh g-oh... wh... what..." She had been lost in another place... another world- one of pain and heat and noise and piercing light for what seemed like centuries but it had only been a couple of seconds.

"How did you like that? Fun, huh? It's amazing, isn't it? It transports you to another world, one of pure suffering. Perhaps it's Naraka, or do you believe in Diyu, or Yomi? The four nations all disagree slightly on the afterlife for the guilty don't they?"

She leaned closer and whispered in Katara's ear. "Did you see the afterlife? Or are you not sure? How about i give you another sneak peak?"

She placed her fingers on Katara's body again, this time on her pounding chest touching her nipples. Striking directly above the heart would cause cardiac arrest she knew, so she was... careful.

This time the shock seemed even more intense. Azula knew Katara's nerves had been traumatised by the first dose and were now overly sensitive.

The collision of electricity and human flesh produced an agony the waterbender never imagined was possible.

After the second jolt Azula stopped and put her hand on her chin radiating intense thought.

"Now let's see. What was i supposed to ask you? I'm pretty sure i'm supposed to be interrogating you, but i can't remember what it is i want to know. I don't think it matters. Some things would be nice to know but not needed. Oh well. I suppose i'll just keep this up until i hear you beg me to stop."

She put on a bubbly face reminiscent of a certain acrobat she knew and nodded enthusiastically.

"Yes, that's what i want. I want to hear you cry for mercy. I want to hear you say that you surrender and give up and that i can do what i want with the prisoners and especially your brother."

"L... leave th-hem alone..."

The Fire Princess pressed her fingers against her again.

* * * *

Katara lost count of how many times Azula used her hideous demon power on her. It was probably only eight or nine but it felt like one hundred. She thought- she was certain- she had lost consciousness for a while.

"You're a strong girl." Azula remarked.

"Well that's all for now, i think. I don't want to kill you." She really didn't- she had seen and performed shock interrogation on many individuals, no one could withstand or survive this for very long. The princess was impressed; she hadn't unleashed her full arsenal on the girl- that would have been fatal but she knew of many, including hardened soldiers who couldn't withstand what this tiny girl had.

'She might just be a keeper.'

Azula took Katara's face in her hands and gently pressed her face to hers, as though nuzzling her affectionately.

"Torture is a wonderful form of expression, you're telling me so much about who you are through this pain so i'll explain who i am later. We'll resume our little game after you rest and then i'll tell you about myself to return the favour."

She kissed Katara on the bridge of her nose.

"See you in a little while."

* * * *

Azula was in a talkative mood once again during the second round of torture- this time about herself. While Katara battled the demons from hell on the bench, the princess chattered on as if her victim was a school chum.

"...And that was the first time i met Ty Lee who became very important to me... are you even listening tome?" She slapped Katara and held her up by her chin.

"Y-ah-you're dead... i-i s-swear..." Azula smiled, the stronger Katara was, the stronger her master was when she broke her.

"Don't want to hear about me? Hmm... other topics... did you know it was my grandfather Azulon, who came up with the idea of using low level lightning bending as a means of torture?" Katara was in too much pain to respond so Azula continued.

"It was during his time working with the Fire Nation's Covert Biological Research Unit. A harsh necessity of war i'm afraid."

"Y- your whole damned family is sick!" Katara hissed.

Off Katara's dazed, frightened look; "You're a... warrior..." She emphasised the word to hammer home the point that this was her fault. "Don't tell me you object to causing pain to an enemy combatant to accomplish a mission, hmmm? We live in such a violent, uncivilised world... of course this has the advantage of getting rid of the weak."

She noticed Katara's exotic blue eyes rolling into the back of her head. She clapped her hands in front of Katara's face loudly startling her back to reality before zapping her a fourth time.

"The Airbenders; peaceful, pacifistic, stagnant, weak- the first to go when the war started; wiped from existence, the only trace of their existence left is a few charred ruins. The Earth kingdom; a smattering of provinces run by corrupt feudal lords, decadent monarchies and delusional tyrants, they don't have much time left to live either soon they will be overrun and reborn as a new, stronger, smarter, better nation. Our nation. Which brings us to you; your nation has survived this long with no assistance from the lands of earth..."

"I think you want the same thing i do."

Katara answered by screaming.

"My father. He's an incredible man, a true successor to the divine will. He's the man who can really make all this happen. The world itself engulfed and reborn in fire, with him and i leading a brave new world order." Azula spoke in breathless tones as though describing something beyond the ability to describe with words- like a holy man trying to describe his god.

* * * *

She held a glass of water out to Katara, assisting her in drinking the cool water down. Azula had gone back to talking about herself again.

"I was trained at this by the best in my nation. The first time i did this was after an assassination attempt on me during my fourteenth birthday party. It wasn't the first or last attempt on my life- not at home or when touring the front lines. Some of my own people fear me considering me inhuman. To me this isn't torture... its sport."

One more precisely controlled shock and Katara passed out.

"Oh dear, looks like that's all you had in you." She stroked Katara's face affectionately. "You did so well though. I'll see you at our next session."

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NOTES

Many might wonder what the point of this chapter is- there are many fics were Azula is misunderstood or twisted by her father- i've read many of these and many are good- i personally recommend The Fire Princess by Toby7400 and In the madhouse by Ciceronis. But this isn't one of those fics- here Azula is pretty much a psycho and sadist.

(1) In Inuit culture (which the waterbenders are based on) small boats called "Kayaks" were used for hunting while larger boats called "Umiaq" transported people, dogs, and supplies.

(2) Waterbenders living on land- it never made sense to me that the waterbenders would live in a brutal, inhospitable place where there was no way of growing plants and vegetables for food or medicine and no resources around other than meat and fur, so my take on Avatar history has them living on the continent of the Earth Kingdom in a number of tribes up until Chin the Conqueror showed up and slaughtered several of the tribes and drove the others into hiding in a place he had no interest in; the poles. The Foggy swamp tribe he simply didn't know about.

(3) Naraka, Diyu and Yomi are mythological underworlds in Buddhism (Naraka), Chinese mythology (Diyu) and Shinto (Yomi).

(4) Covert Biological Research Unit- conceived by prince Azulon in 14 ASC. Made up of soldiers, scientists and doctors this organisation conducted countless atrocities against POW's, traitors and political dissidents to advance science for the war effort including vivisection, amputation, environmental, biological and chemical experiments on thousands of live victims. When the existence of this program was revealed by several Earth Kingdom soldiers that escaped, Azulon became known under new names including "The butcher" and "The demon". It may have also contributed to disillusionment in science for the Fire Nations enemies.

(5) Shark-Whale- a life form in the South pole i made up- Waterbenders don't know what Fire Nation designations for their ships are so they make up there own, like how NATO used the reporting name NOVEMBER for the KIT class Soviet Hunter/Killer submarine.

(6) Lightning shocks- i know in canon you can't control lightning to this extent, but little is said about Azulon in canon and here Azula is older than in canon (14 in canon, 18 here) and so has more advanced abilities which amongst other things, includes the ability to precisely control lightning.

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