Avatar; The Downfall of Aang
Katara pulled herself back from tying the chains together, knowing Azula was still and possibly even more dangerous, she was furious, crazy. Katara scampered back trying to hold her stance and catch her breath. She could feel the energy of her water bending coursing through her veins as she tried to calm her breathing and not vent her frustration and anger out on a now thrashing Azula. But then her attention was completely averted as she remembered something, Zuko.
She looked over to him, immediately leaving Azula where she was and running to see what the damage was. He had saved her life. She thought it was incredibly arrogant of him to tempt her into using Lightening when they all knew how dangerous it could be if something went wrong, and it did, look where it had got them. She couldn't believe he had done it, Zuko, the son of Firelord Ozai, the most evil and dangerous man in the whole of the four nations had saved her life! She dropped beside him and looked at his body. Her heart dropped, the first thought 'he's dead' flashing in her mind as she looked at the wound from where the lightening had struck on his stomach. Katara had only ever seen a wound like this before, when Aang had been hit by the very same person whilst in the Avatar state. Her heart hurt as she thought of Aang, wondering whether he was okay. She forced herself to push this thought out of her mind, feeling the worry wind its way around her mind. No, she needed to do something. She looked at his body frantically, the wound was open and deep red with oncoming blood and she tried not to feel nauseated by this. She looked at his face, his long hair parting to reveal his face, now seeming not so hostile as it usually did but more innocent. When Aang was hurt she had healed him with the water from the Spirit Oasis, but that was weeks ago, she had used it all. Did she have enough power in her after the exhausting battle with Azula, to heal him? She had to try, if it wasn't for him, she would be dead, if it wasn't for him, Aang wouldn't have known fire bending. She shook Aang out of her head again and fiddled around for her satchel, her mind going crazy. Zuko had jumped in front of the lightening, there had to be a chance he had re-directed it, mustn't there? He knew what he was doing, Katara didn't know a better fire bender than Zuko, other than perhaps Iroh and maybe Aang. She bent down and hovered her ear over his slightly parted lips, praying he was alive. He had to be…
There was slight breathing escaping from his mouth, he was alive, but barely. He had to have re-directed the light or else he would have died, maybe she could save him. She had to try. She found her satchel finally and opened it. She moved her hands to bend the small amount of water out, feeling the power surge to her fingertips as she moved it through the air and over Zuko's wound. 'Please heal' She pleaded in her mind, closing her mind and concentrating on allowing her Chi energy to flow through her body to her fingertips to heal his wound. She felt the energy in her hands, a familiar sensation she was used to when healing and allowed herself to open her eyes and heal the wound. She felt the power being sucked out of it, the heat from Zuko's body returning. The water catalyst she was using entered his body and the skin on his stomach began to heal, closing up and leaving a nasty looking scar. She let out a sigh of relief and let the energy flow through her body again, she felt exhausted and only now realised the racket Azula was making. She looked over at her to see her trashing about wildly, bound to the chains and screaming at the top of her voice. She didn't even seem to be noticing her brother resuming consciousness in front of her. Katara looked down at Zuko and saw he most definitely was awakening. His eyes snapped open suddenly and he let out a gasp. Katara put her hands on his shoulders and prevented him from getting up. His eyes found hers and when she let go of his shoulders he sat up and looked at his stomach, then back at Katara.
"You saved me," it wasn't a question, his voice was one of awe and Katara smiled, fighting the temptation to roll her eyes. He lifted his hand and ran it across his wound and winced, he looked back at her, "Thank you,"
"You're the one who saved my life, Zuko, I should be thanking you," she replied, helping him sit up. There was an infuriated scream from the right of him and they both turned their attention to his sister who was now staring at them with nothing but absolute rage in her eyes. She fought against the chains and then something amazing happened, she shot blue-hot fire out of her mouth as she screamed, trying to reach the two on the ground, but her attempts were feeble as she was weak. Zuko even attempted a low laugh.
"You did that?" he asked Katara as he stood up, but his body was weak and he flinched, falling sideways, Katara caught him and forced him to put his arm around her shoulders.
"I think you underestimate my abilities," she muttered to him and he laughed which was cut short as he looked into the air. Katara followed his gaze and felt her jaw drop in awe. The air above them was filled with an amazing blue light clashing with an orange one, which filled the air and travelled onto the sky above. Neither of them spoke as they wondered what it could be, but they knew what it was of course, it was Aang. Something was happening. Katara felt panic rise and she knew something was wrong, Aang needed help, she needed to find him, but she knew there would be no time. The air seemed to shift and Katara watched as the red light seemed to swallow the blue. An aweful sense of dread washed over her…this was it…this was the end…whatever happened next would make the future of the earth. She felt her heart pang for Aang, she wanted to be with him, knowing that he might need her. She could feel the connection between them both growing weaker, she could feel Aang growing weaker…no, this couldn't be happening…
Suddenly, there was a blinding flash of red light and the air was silent around them. Katara felt something leave her body, something washed over her as the realisation of what just happened crashed over her. She dropped to her knees and let out a cry of grief, burying her head in her hands, feeling Zuko next to her, his hand on her back asking "What is it?"
But she couldn't bring herself to say it, her whole body aching, tears escaping uncontrollably. She couldn't admit it to herself, she may be wrong…But she knew, deep down, she could feel it in her heart…
"Aang, he's gone."
