Disclaimer: I do not own A:TLA or anything related to it this is purely fan made. If I did it wouldn't be on Nick.
Katara sniffed the air and grimaced. She tried to plug her nose but the stench was too strong. She looked around and saw only ashes. Tears were brimming on her eyes. All of Kyoshi was in ashes. Suki was kneeled over crying as she looked at the remains of her home, of her village, of her life. Toph was somewhat confused until she heard Suki crying. Toph may not like the girl much but no one deserved this. They left only after the sun set, and camped on the edge of the island. Everyone tried to sleep, only a few succeeding. Katara looked out at the burned town watching the ashes fly free into the air. It seemed so peaceful after such tragic destruction. She stayed up till the dead of night just lying there. Finally the full moon looming over her combined with the gentle splash of the ocean lured Katara from her mat to the water. She played with it and began to cry silent tears that mixed with the water. She heard crunching sand and turned around to see Zuko walking to the other end of the beach. Everyone had been upset this mourning but no one thought Zuko would feel remorse. Sure he had changed but why would he feel remorse about a village he himself almost burned to the ground?
Katara stopped her bending and looked at the group. Suki was curled into Sokka's tear stained shirt, Sokka was holding her tight. Toph was hidden by her rock hut but Katara could tell there were tears on the sand. Aang was curled on Appa's head because Hakoda had his mat. Hokada was staring at the stars his hair splattered on the matt. The ex-prisoner was sleeping like a baby. Katara couldn't help but wonder what got him to the boiling rock in the first place.
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Zuko had to get out of the small camp. He couldn't take it!! They were all upset, excluding the ex-prisoner, but for good reason. So why was he feeling horrible. He didn't know Suki or the village well. He thought back and realized he himself had been so close to destroying this town. He realized how much of a monster he had looked like when all he cared about was his honor. He thought about his uncle, the guilt growing every day. He'd only wanted the best for Zuko and Zuko betrayed him. For the first time he hated that he was a fire bender. He had always been proud of his nation and his bending. But how could he be proud when everywhere he looked were ashes, because of his nation, because of fire. Zuko plopped down his mat and lied down. He stared at the stars thinking. He was thinking of what Azula's face looked like when she realized she was stranded at the boiling rock. He knew she was probably off the island by now but it was still funny.
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She woke with the sun shining in her eyes. Katara got up and started making a light breakfast. They needed more supplies and Katara groaned at the thought of going back to the crazy Town of Chin. But they needed supplies and needed them soon. Suki was still upset and no one talked as the loaded up Appa and the war balloon. Katara sat hating the silence gazing at the water under Appa. They would be at the town soon, she just hoped they wouldn't be forced to eat any more unfried dough.
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AN: Okay so this is my first fanfic. It prolly sux but please give me some feed back and I'll hug you, and kiss you, and call you George. :D I'll try to update regularly but I might lose inspiration and that's when I need those comments. HINT HINT :D Have a good almost summer.