Author's note: This is my first fanfiction. I just thought I would try it out. Let me know how it is, if I get a lot of bad reviews I won't continue. Thanks guys!

Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar, if I did I wouldn't be on here now would I.

Chapter I: Missing

It was a cool summer morning when Katara woke up. She rolled over to notice the Aang wasn't there.

"Aang?" she murmured.

There was a crash down the hall. Katara slowly stood up from where she was lying, and grabbed her robe off the bedpost. She wrapped it around her body and pulled it tight to her waste, and started down the hall. She walked towards their closet where she heard the noise.

"Aang?" she said again this time louder.

She entered the closet to see a young woman standing there; the woman was wearing a simple blue dress that looked a long the line of her own. She had dark brown hair that hung loose around her face. The thing Katara noticed the most was the woman's striking eyes, they were a beautiful blue, but much darker than her own.

"Who are you?" Katara asked suddenly wishing she had grabbed her water-skin.

The young woman let out a laugh. "My name is Katara."

When Katara woke again she was in a small metal box, and her head was pounding.

"It's nice to see your awake." Said the young woman cutting into Katara's thoughts.

"Who are you? What do you want? Where am…" Katara kept asking question until the woman held up her hand.

"I'm Katara, I'm here to keep you away from my husband, and your where no one will ever find you." She said with a smile. Katara didn't' understand what was going on.

The woman could the see confusion crawl across Katara's face. "You don't understand do you?" she stated with a sigh. Katara shook her head. The woman thought for a moment then spoke. "I'll explain so you can understand. My name is Katara; my husband's name is Aang. I love him dearly and you seem to get in the way." Katara finally understood that this woman wanted her life, she wanted Aang. The part that scared Katara most was that this woman would as far as she had to get what she wanted. She could she it in her eyes. Katara sat there silent, consumed with pity and fear. Until the woman spoke once again, "Now if you will excuse me I have to get ready, my husband will want dinner when he gets home." With that she turned on her heel and left Katara sitting alone in the dark.

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Aang came home early that afternoon to find his wife in the kitchen. He smiled to himself wondering how he got so lucky.

"Hey, I missed you this morning, that meeting was unbearable." He said as he walked in to the kitchen taking her into his arms. It wasn't until she turned around that he realized she wasn't his wife. Aang immediately released her from his grip. "Who are you?" he asked.

The young woman drew her dark brows together, "What do you mean?" she asked.

Aang said it louder this time. "Who are you?"

The woman's mouth turned up in the corners, "I'm your wife." Aang took three steps backwards and shook his head.

"No, you're not Katara! Where is she?" he yelled. Aang he was getting angry.

"Aang, I don't know why you are yelling. I'm right here, it's me Katara." She soothed. Aang wasn't falling for it.

"Just tell me where my wife is, and I'll let you live!" he said through clenched teeth.

The woman started to laugh, "If you killed me, how would you know where she is?"

Author's end-note: I know, I hate cliffhangers too! I just thought if it were poorly reviewed it wouldn't matter. Sorry about how short it is too, if I keep writing they will be longer.

~ Avatar Jenna