This story is about what would have happened to Zuko if, when his mother was banished, she took him with her and it has some Katara and Sokka growing up in it too maybe later there will be a little Zutara ;)
This story is about what would have happened to Zuko if, when his mother was banished, she took him with her. Zuko starts off in this story at age 6. Katara is 4. Sokka is 6. Azula is 4. Aang and Toph are not in this story but if anyone reviews saying they would like either of them in it then I will try to include them!
In the dark, bleak majesty of the Fire Lord's throne room, Ursa stood, head bowed to receive her punishment for refusing to let her son be killed by his own father.
"What is my punishment?" humbly inquired Ursa.
"Banishment!" boomed Fire Lord Ozai. "You can bring anything you can fit in this." He tossed her a large suitcase about 5 feet long, 2 feet wide, and 2 feet deep.
"Zuko!" Ursa cried as she ran through the vast halls of the palace. "Where are you Zuko?"
A yawning Zuko drowsily walked around the corner of the corridor. "What is it mom?" he yawned.
"Your father banished me from the kingdom. Do you want to come with me or stay here with your father and Azula?" Ursa asked.
"I want to go with you mommy! Daddy and Azula don't care about me. Daddy said Azula was born lucky but I was lucky to be born." Zuko sobbed.
"Ok Zuko, get your earth kingdom dagger, you know, the one you got from your uncle Iroh," said Ursa. "We need it to punch some air holes in this big suitcase. Also Zuko, get some of your clothes and I will get some of mine along with some basic necessities we need to start this… venture."
"It's so dark in here" Zuko whispered to himself. He remembered what had happened a few hours ago…
"Get in" Said Ursa.
"But Mom" Zuko did not like the idea of getting into the suitcase now with cleverly disguised air holes in it punched by his prize dagger.
"Get in!" Ursa said a bit more sternly.
Zuko reluctantly obliged. He snuggled down into the mounds of clothes and bandages, and sighed. There was a compartment above him that held some medicine, food, canteens, and a bit of money. Soon he fell asleep.
At the time that Zuko was climbing into his mother's suitcase, a small four year old girl named Katara and her older brother Sokka were hiding in a freezing ice cave along with everyone else in her tribe. Everyone in her tribe was there except for the warriors. The warriors were all fighting for their lives back at the village.
Katara was scared. Her brother Sokka was scared too but he would never admit it. Both their mother and father were fighting the fire nation in what the water tribe would later call 'The War of Frozen Flames'.
Suddenly, just over the horizon, Katara saw Jiro, the youngest, agilest, warrior come walking across the pure white snow with a triumphant grin plastered on his face. Katara shrieked in delight and ran to Jiro filled to the brim with questions.
"Did you win? Did anyone get hurt? Did anyone die? Did the fire nation soldiers swim to their ship like startled fish?" Katara burst out.
"Yes, Yes, No, Sort of" Jiro answered. "Come follow me and I will show you the wreck the Fire Nation has commetid on our village. The women will need to take care of the wounded. Come."
Everyone funneled slowly out of the small mouth of the ice cave.
Back at the village the women of the tribe set up tents. The once great houses of the Southern Water Tribe were either melted or smashed and were now just piles of ice and snow.
Many were wounded and some died through the freezing cold night.
Katara's mother called her over to her side the next morning and told her "Close your eyes my precious and hold out your hand, I have a present for you".
Katara closed her pretty sapphire blue eyes and held out her smooth caramel skinned hand. Her mother put something silky in it. Her mother's hand suddenly turned cold as ice, the cold of death. She had lost too much blood and what she had left was freezing in her veins.
Katara sobbed uncontrollably and screamed "MOM! MOM PLEASE COME BACK!"
Grangran appeared at the door and gasped. "My child, my daughter" she cried.
Katara's father appeared and once he saw his wife he broke out in tears. It scared Katara to see a grown man, especially a strong leader like Hakoda sobbing his heart out.
She ran to her father and showed him Mother's last gift. "Mommy gave me her necklace Daddy!" She said softly.
Just then Sokka ran in. "What happened here Katara?" He asked.
Everyone turned tear-streaked toward him. "She d-died" They all sobbed in unison.
"No," Sokka whispered. "MOM" he screamed.
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