Hello and welcome to my new story! It's Zutara, with implied Taang hints, but most Zutara. You probably all think "Ah man, not ANOTHER stupid Zutara story where Zuko kidnaps Katara, uses her to get Aang but falls in love with her after a few weeks!", or "Ah man, not ANOTHER stupid Zutara story where Zuko and Katara are forced to get married and where Zuko constantly tries to get her in bed!" No, this is different. It is DARK Zutara, really DARK Zutara.
PLEASE LET ME WARN YOU FOR THE REFERENCES TO SEX, SWEARING AND OTHER FORMS OF ADULT CONTENT! If you don't like any of these then please leave a note and read something else.
Here you have a longer summary, just to make sure you won't go through any useless reading and the story turns out to be something you actually hate/dislike:
My name's Zuko, prince of the firenation. I ended up with their stupid gaang, because of my stupid wound and stupid sister. And that STUPID Katara girl helped me. She helped me many times. And still I hate her, more than I hate anything else in the world. But that doesn't matter to me: she's still mine. She'll always be mine, mine and nobody can stop me from having her, even I can't stop myself. I like it when she's angry, I love it when she's scared and I adore it when she cries. Perhaps my words and deeds hurt her, but I don't care. I'm selfish and I know I am. She wants to help me all day, I want her to stay with me all week. She gives me everything she has, I aim for more. I want to see her anger, her pain, sometimes even her smile, and her blood. Yes, I love the taste of her blood. I'd do anything just to hold her close, just to have her by my side, just to have her laying underneath me in her under robes, or even completely naked. I want so much but I can only get so little. Ah yes, I can GET so little, but I can TAKE everything. And believe me: I will. Because she's mine, mine for all eternity.
…Pretty dark, isn't it? Anyway, I LOVED writing this with all of my heart, and I'm sure you'll love reading it with all of your heart as well. ENJOY!
Chapter 1
The girl
The darkness of the night, the brightness of the moon, the branches in the light and my future path to doom. It's been ages ever since.
My name's Zuko, banished prince from the Firenation. Though I don't like the word "banished" a lot, it belongs to my title now. It's my own fault of course. But let's not mention that, it belongs to the past.
It all happened several years ago. Well, to be honest, I don't know whether it were years or centuries. I was about seventeen years old back then. My sister, Azula, told me I could join the family again. Of course I fell for her lie, there was nothing I wanted more than my place in the family. At least I thought so.
So I betrayed my uncle just for her, not realizing what I was doing. We traveled back to the firenation after that. But before we headed for our home, Azula made a quick stop somewhere in the earthkingdom. She said she needed my help there. So I left the ship with her and headed for one of the many villages belonging to the huge and mighty earthkingdom.
There was a woman there. She had three children, still expecting one of them. She held her two daughters close and locked her arms around her abdomen, as if she wanted to protect the vulnerable child in there. I didn't understand her fear, but Azula did. She pointed at the woman and commanded me to take her baby. My gaze ran over the children as I lifted an eyebrow, since the children could no longer be called babies. They were both at least five years old.
Once Azula tossed me my swords, I couldn't help to gasp. She wanted me to cut the woman open, to take away the baby in her womb and to give it to her. I refused to do this of course, I might be cruel, but I'm not cruel enough for something like this. I was no murderer.
The baby seemed important to my father. Azula told me that he had to kill this child, because it belonged to one of his enemies. A twenty-five year old enemy, married with a woman he adored, and the happiest man on earth since he heard about her being pregnant again. Ozai wanted to spoil this joy and had asked Azula to kill the baby, but Azula wanted me to do it instead. She saw it as a "test".
But I didn't do it. After that, she became furious. She said I could never rule over the firenation with an attitude like this one, that a firelord had to be able to forget about his conscience and principles. Unfortunately, my conscience and principles were too strong for me, I couldn't betray what I stand for. Azula was in a rage. Without a single moment of doubt, she had stricken me with lightning. It bored through my right lung and everything turned black.
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Days passed by, days without seeing the sun or feeling the wind. I was in a different world. My memories were alive, but my body seemed dead, since I couldn't move a single muscle.
And then, finally, I woke up. Opening my eyes had never been that hard, I felt exhausted, though I hadn't moved in days. Once my eyes were finally open, I stared straight in someone else's. The bright blue nearly scared me, it sent strange shivers through my bones. The shivers relaxed me in a strange way, when I saw her blinking with her eyes a bit and her hand came closer to my face. She cupped my cheek with it, making me shiver once again.
Though it didn't last long. She pulled her hand back and smacked my in the face, making me cry out in pain and surprise. She seemed to hit pretty hard for a girl.
It was then that I realized "she" was a "he".
It was that boy named Sokka, or something like that. He wanted to hit me again, but an other hand stopped him.
'Sokka! Stop that!' The one snarling that was Katara, that watertribe girl. She seemed worried about me and pushed Sokka aside.
'Are you alright?' she asked quietly. Her voice was so soft that it made me tremble. Suddenly, she stroke her hand over my chest kindly, inspecting the scars on it. The wound Azula's lightning had given me was wrapped in some blue cloth. No bandage, but cloth from a dress. I noticed a part of the girl's dress being ripped off, and she gave me a soft smile.
'You were in a pretty bad state.' she said. 'You're lucky for still being alive.'
I wanted to sit up, but that turned out to be a bad idea. My lung was pressed against my chest and it hurt, a lot. I cried out in pain and fell back down, automatically pressing my hand on the wound. I whimpered under the last strains of pain.
Katara bit on her lip and laid a soft finger on my lips. 'Shhh…' she soothed. 'Don't try to get up, the wound isn't quite healed yet. I tried to heal the flesh and skin, but it seems that I couldn't do the same with the lung. The wound's too deep for me to heal properly.'
She sounded kind. So kind, that I forgave her immediately. I could've been dead, so what was a bit of pain? Pain was good for me. Pain is what made me strong, it always did. I opened my mouth to speak, but since breathing was tough, speaking felt like a torment. I could only groan a bit, but Sokka interrupted that.
'Say Katara, why won't you take care of Aang instead? I mean: this betrayer isn't as important as your own friend.'
'There's no need for that, Sokka.' she said. 'Toph said she'd handle Aang. That gave me the chance to keep an eye on Zuko a bit.'
Sokka rolled his eyes, but Katara continued her sentence. 'You wouldn't want him to escape and warn his crew, would you?'
Sokka couldn't say anything to that. He left after that, and Katara turned back to me. There were so many questions I wanted to ask her: where my uncle was, what had happened to Azula, why my pants were gone,…
Wait, my pants were gone!
I gasped and looked down at my legs, releasing a sigh in relief. I had no pants, but I HAD something skirt-alike. She had teared a dress of her apart and used it to cover my knees, cross and the most intimate part of my body.
She leaned over me and tugged my pillow up a bit. Not that I needed it, but I liked it anyway. Especially since I could look straight in her collar. I couldn't help to stare at the soft skin on her breasts, though I didn't see much of them. But this bit of skin I saw made me desire for the rest, it made me curious for what else was hidden under her clothes.
I wiped those thoughts away quickly. No: I had to make it back to the ship. I had to find Iroh and the rest of the crew, so I could start my old life again. Once I'd be healed, I'd beat it here and leave this gang of freaks.
Suddenly, Katara dragged me with her. She laid my head in her lap and smiled down on me, while she pointed at the river next to us.
'Sokka's going to wash your pillow a bit, it won't take long.' she told me. Not that I cared, her lap was comfortable and - in her own way - warm. It was much better than the "pillow" I had. It wasn't even a real pillow, it was the rest of her destroyed dress fold up to a ball, and I had to use it as pillow.
I turned my head a bit and moaned in pain. Damn, that wound seemed to burn! I laid with the scarred side of my face on her lap, so I could smell her scent. It was much different from anything else I've ever smelled before. Only her scent of the ocean was something I could recognize now, but the rest of her aroma wasn't clear to me yet. Maybe I could find out someday.
Her hand caressed my head softly. It stroke through my hair, down over my cheek, to my neck. She kept doing this in a calm pace, making me close my eyes in enjoyment. It gave me a chance to keep my mind off the pain, that probably was what she wanted.
I fell asleep slowly, relaxed by her tracing fingers and sweet scent.
I know this chapter wasn't quite interesting, or long, but a first chapter never is one big bunch of fun. Anyway, I hope you'll leave a review, or simply comment in a PM. The more reviews the sooner you'll have the next chapter!:)
(The ones who were interested in dark Zutara, wait a BIT longer, please. That's only several chapters away from this one)