Hello! SheDevil here writing a new story. I hope ya'll like it. It's a weird idea, but i think it'll be cool. Tell me if you like it! Oh and btw, this chapter presents alot of questions, but all of them... or most of them will be answered in the next chapter. So read it! YAY! Oh and by the way, if you don't like Zutara, then don't read this story. OK. Start Reading!

As Sokka snored next to her and Aang sniffled in his sleep from his newly acquired cold across the campfire, Katara lie wide awake in thought. Tomorrow was her fifteenth birthday.

Katara breathed a heavy sigh. She only wished she could see her mother. She missed her terribly. When ever she was depressed or had boy troubles or just wanted to talk, she was never there. Oazi was to blame for this, she knew, or maybe the Fire Lord before him, fire lord Azulon.

Katara didn't blink as she felt a lone tear roll down her cheek.

Suddenly Katara felt very tried, and dizzy. She closed her eyes and was instantly pulled into a deep sleep.

Zuko was very tired, for he had not slept in days. He had been following the Avatar and had not yet allowed himself to sleep. He dragged his feet to his bedroll.

He stepped beside it and dropped down onto it without even removing his clothes.

He was pulled into a deep sleep as soon as his head hit the rolll. Through his body went a falling sensation that slightly frightened Zuko. He opened his eyes and looked around. All around him was black. He was no longer tired and his mind began to process. He had only experienced this sensation once before, on his fifteenth birthday.

Finally Zuko could see the ground. He braced himself for the impact, but it never came. He came to a stop about a foot above the ground then dropped the rest, landing on his feet.

He glanced around quickly and realized were he was. He was in the spirit world. He had been there once before.

Zuko glanced around him. He was unsure about what was going to happen. There was nobody anywhere. He turned in a complete circle, there was still no one. As Zuko turned around to look were he was originally facing he yelped and jumped backward, falling into a puddle of oddly warm water. There was a woman facing him. She was beautiful.

She looked like royalty; her hair was braded elegantly and rapped around her head in and intricate design. She was jewels that shinned brighter than they should and she was wearing a long blue dress that just covered her feet. She was floating a few inches over the ground. Her skin was dark, her hair only a few shades darker, still lighter than Zuko's. Her feet hung lifelessly and her eyes were slowed. She seemed to be sleeping… or dead.

Zuko stood quickly and attempted to dry himself, his eyes never the maiden. He kept trying to heat himself before remembering that there was no bending in the spirit world. He cautiously approached the woman.

He stood there for what seemed like for ever, waiting for the woman to do something. He raised his hand to her cheek. He quickly pulled away. Her cheek was ice cold.

His touch seemed to have broken some kind of spell. For she instantly fell into the water, hard like a dead weight. Zuko rushed to her and lifted her out of the water. She moaned softly and opened her eyes. They were a deep cerulean blue.

"Are you O.K.?" Zuko hesitated. The girl nodded. She stood as if nothing had happened and shook her self, shivering.

"Hello, Zuko. You probably don't remember me. I have never met you, you have never met me… but you were told about me, about half a year ago.

Zuko instantly recognized her. She was just as he had described her. But Zuko also felt like he had seen her before… somewhere else. She looked so familiar…

"Naomi?" Zuko questioned, remembering her name. She smiled. Zuko was glad he had gotten it right. He had mentioned that she had a bit of a temper at times.

"Good, you remember. So I'm trusting that you also remember the talk Hideki had with you last time you saw him." She watched as Zuko stood.

"How could I forget?" Zuko wasn't kidding, the talk had proven his involvement in something bigger, and it had made him happy to know. Ever since his visit with Hideki he had been paying more attention to the people round him, just in case one was her…

"Good. Well I have good news. Tomorrow… or today, rather, is her fifteenth birthday. So obviously she is having a talk with Hideki as we speak." Zuko could catch the love in her voice when she said him name. It was a sweet sound.

She seemed so calm, but Zuko wanted to know more. "Well, who is she? Have I already met her? When will I meet her again? Will you tell her my name? Does she already know wh—" Naomi cut him off.

"I'm afraid I can not tell you or her anything. You will have to find her yourself." Zuko looked a little disappointed.

"But remember, she is hearing the same exact story as you did moons ago. She'll know about the scar. And she'll know that you are a fire bender." Naomi said sadly.

"Well why don't you just doom it for me!" Zuko cried out angrily. Naomi didn't flinch. She just looked at him with her face full of question.

"Do you not have any idea what's happening in the world? We are at war. And worse, I'm the son of… I'm related to the royal family." He looked away, ashamed to say so.

"Don't be so sure of what might happen. It is your destiny. And even more, I lived during the war. Remember that. She is me." Zuko still looked unsure. He turned away from her.

"You both have lost a lot. But always remember, there is always more to gain."

"But how will I—" He turned back, but Naomi was gone, "know."

Then there was a breeze behind him. "Trust me, you'll know." Naomi whispered.

Zuko whipped around, but she was gone.

Zuko stood and looked around. He realized that as he stood there she, who ever "she" was, was discovering her destiny, their destiny.

Everything suddenly went white. Zuko started to float. Then everything flashed back and Zuko fell into the water. The pond seemed to be deeper than before. Zuko fell right through it. He kept going down farther and farther, his oxygen level decreasing quickly. Then he saw it, the end. It was solid rock and yet he kept speeding up.

Zuko tried desperately to slow himself, but nothing worked. Zuko braced himself.

"Aaahhhhh!" Zuko sat up quickly breathing hard. He glanced at Iroh still fast asleep.

Zuko calmed himself. He lied down and looked at the stars. In a couple of hours, it would be sunrise. Zuko stood and rolled up his bed roll.

As Zuko nonchalantly looked off into the distance, he noticed a faint glowing light. It was bright blue and couldn't be more than a mile away. He watched as it disappeared and then returned. As his eyes focused on the light he realized it turned into two lights two lights that he had seen once before.

Those lights belonged to the Avatar's eyes when he entered the spirit world. And Zuko remembered, when he was in the spirit world, he was completely immobile. Zuko looked back at hi uncle, then back at the light.

Zuko broke into a run, cutting through the forest towards the lights. The Avatar would not escape this time.

Like it? Let me know especially you crazy Landakers. OK. The next chapter will be up soon. So keep an eye out.

SheDevil