Please keep in mind while reading this that the following story has absolutely nothing to do with the standard Avatar: the Last Airbender television series save for the characters. Some personalities will be altered and some lines from the show will be used, but bear in mind they are meant to be kept in the context of THIS story, not the show. I do not own Avatar: the Last Airbender… if I did, Zutara would happen and the last few minutes of the finale would change drastically (thanks Bryke for the cliché Kataang kiss). On that sour note, enjoy.
"The enemy is never the victor."
Katara was brought up on that phrase. She was smart, quick, cunning, and driven, but compassionate and willing to learn. Her temper would flare like a forest fire—quickly and vastly— but she would sooth it like the waves that lapped on the banks. She never had to be told to be fair nor did she need to be reminded to stand strong. Even as a girl, she was independent in her thinking, but motherly in her deportment.
Since the day she was born, she was told of the thrilling escapades she was to venture on and the goals she was expected to achieve. She knew her destiny prior to entering the womb. Never before had the South Pole been surer of its future.
"No mercy means no weakness."
Zuko formed his worldview upon his nation's war cry. His heart was just and fair since birth, never wanting to harm a fly. However, as soon as a fight broke out amongst his peers, he would silence it with punches and flames, aggressively making his point with a shrill cry and a sharp blade. His anger was his flaw and it sentenced him many nights in fits of tears.
Despite his normally just heart and his ability to manage his anger until an actual fight arose, he was considered an outcast and a soft waste of mass. The Fire Nation looked down on the learning soul, constantly belittling him with cold, unforgiving eyes. Hate was all his childhood knew.
The destinies of the young souls were long since determined by the people of their culture—one the life of a savior, the other that of an outcast. But the red ties of destiny bound the two together before they were even conceived. After all…
Destiny waits for no one.
Okay, I am seriously so excited about this story. I saw this YouTube video for a trailer on "Zutara the Movie" (coming in theatres never) and I'm like "That would make an awesome movie!" So, here I am. Please excuse that it's so long. Hopefully, it'll go faster than it looks. With that, I give you… War Cry, a Zutara Fanfic (Go ZuZu! :3)