The Cycle of the Avatar
Disclaimer: Avatar sadly is not mine.
Authored By: Noelle Jane.
He felt lightheaded, his nerves were shot, and he felt like puking. His sweaty hands gripped the water nation betroythal necklace tightly behind his back. He heard her soft footsteps, and his heart raced quickly."Aang!"The water bender cried happily, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug. If he had had an ounce less of self control he might've fainted. She released him, and took a step back. He looked her over, a frown appearing on his lips. Her stomach protruded from under her silk dress, and Zuko's arm was tightly woven around her shoulderblade. He felt his heart stop.
"You're pregnant,"He spoke quietly, his voice hoarse and thick with emotion. Katara beamed happily, nodding."When I got pregnant we tried to tell you, but our messenger hawk never made it to you apparently,"She spoke with so much enthusiasm the Avatar himself barely contained himself enough not to cry. His grey eyes sought Zuko's face, the necklace he hid behind his back feeling suddenly heavy.
How could he have missed it? When had it happened? He racked his racing mind for an answer, but only came up short. How could she have led him on? Was it not her who had suggested they kiss? A painful something crawled throughout the Monk's chest and he could barely breathe it hurt so much."Congratulations,"He retorted, holding back a bitter laugh. He was applauding them on breaking his heart. The young man dearly wished to know where he had managed to built up enough bad karma for this.
Katara's blue eyes still remained positively estactic, she had not sensed to unease the Avatar suffered from. He had gotten much better at containing his emotions."Hey, Aang, what's that behind your back?"She inquired, finally noticing that both of the Avatar's hands were obviously hiding something behind him. Aang shook his head.
"Nothing,"
With that word, the fifteen teen year old turned on his heel and left.
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They say the Avatar died of a broken heart, watching the one thing he wanted more than the world be snatched away was too much for his battered soul. He was given an amazing funeral, which thousands attended to pay their respects to the last airbender. While amidst the misery of the Avatar's death, Fire Lady Katara gave birth to a healthy baby girl exactly a week from the day the Avatar had died. The baby was a waterbender, and was imidiently given the test all infants born a week from the death of the Avatar were given. Her parents were informed that they had borne the new Avatar shortly.
AN: This is just the prologue. I have this idea banging through my head for a plot, and it won't leave me alone. IT'S THE DAMN PLOT BUNNIES FAULT. I hate Zutara, as you probably all know, but my plot only works if Zuko and Katara were together. This is probably the only Zutara peice you'll get from me.