A/N: I am so super bad at doing fanfics. Please excuse the OOC-ness in here, and please, PLEASE review! Katara's POV
Chapter One: Lost
I hold onto my waist near the tiny cell, because really, I don't know what else I should do. Trapped in Ozai's clutches, is what it feels like, although I am not. My mind recaps what has happened only minutes ago; Aang dying, Zuko being imprisoned. Toph and Sokka escaping seems to be the only fruitful end of Sozin's Comet. At least for the Gaang. Before being carried away, Zuko gave me a clever idea, though I'd been infuriated at the time.
He pulled out his dual broadswords, and in a scissor-like motion, cut of my hair so that it hung only to my ears. "Now go and be a man!" he'd yelled, but I could only see the irony in the situation, him having tried to do the same for so long. Only when I stumbled upon a horde of Ozai's soldiers did the idea hit me; be a man. I cornered and fought a scrawny looking one who'd come to seize me, and was soon unrecognizable in the slightly large uniform. It had come with a mask, so my fury at Zuko's earlier action still remained undaunted.
I moved with the crowd in tight formation until we'd reached Ozai, where we were ordered to disperse. Not knowing where to go, I decided to go down to the cells and look for Zuko. Only he isn't here.
I shiver a little "Why do they keep it so cold in here?" I gripe to no one in particular. I didn't expect to get an answer. "Because cold stimulates the mind" I fear turning around lest I should be discovered, so I answer to the wall in front of me "That doesn't make sense." there are prisoners here; surely Ozai wouldn't want them brainstorming in here "Neither does you being here alone. What are you doing?" I finally turn, but wish I hadn't.
Dun-dun-dun!!!!! Who does she see?! Read and review, and you'll find out in the next chappyter!