Aang hated to admit it but Azula was right, he did fear her. But it wasn't just her he feared, it was her fire. All fire. The element he just couldn't control, and wouldn't after he lost control and hurt Katara. His eyes narrowed on Azula when she said his name. That was quite possibly the first time she didn't call him Avatar. It threw him off guard. But he wasn't buying it. He wasn't stupid.
"Forget it." He knew the four nations didn't exist in this world, but did she honestly expect him to believe that she wouldn't attack L.A.? That she wouldn't try the same thing that she had at the Earth Kingdom?
Not only that she had killed him. "Get out of here." If he was a little younger he might have tried to give her a second chance. But now?...all he could see when he looked at her was red. Pure anger...pure rage, "Leave them alone, and get out." He glared.