Hi everyone! This is my first story that I came up with during a very,very, very, very long car ride. reviewsand constrictive criticism are greatly appreciated.
I do not own Avatar the Last Aibender, because if I did, Zutara would have happened a long time ago.
Chapter 1: Dreams
The fire was everywhere. She could the heat surrounding her. She was alone standing in the middle of a ring of flames "Mom! Dad! Sokka!" She yelled. There was nothing besides the flames. She yelled again. This time three figures appeared. Her mother appeared first, her figure was so blurry though, almost black. Her dad appeared next. He looked exactly as she
remembered him. Tall, and handsome, with a serious face. And then sokka came, her older brother. He looked so much like her father, just much younger. She yelled for them again. They didn't move. She took a step and all of a sudden a blinding flash of white light filled her vision. She closed her eyes and when she opened them again, the flames were gone but so was her family. Her mother and Father were both dead, lying on the ground not too far from where she stood. Sokka was not there anymore. Just….gone. "Mom, Dad….." She whispered."Sokka......."
Katara's eyes snapped open, her breathing was heavy and she was covered in sweat. The sky was a pale blue color. The sun would be up soon. She wiggled her way out of her sleeping bag and sat on the damp grass instead. A breeze ruffled her hair as she pulled her knees to her chest and thought about her dream.
She had had that dream almost every night since the last of her family had been taken from her. It still managed to haunt her, still woke her up in the middle of the night, inable to sleep, reminding her she was alone.