Zuko
My fingers claw at the ground, nails digging deeper and deeper into the dirt. Pushing it under my fingernails causing my knuckles to grow white. I can taste the blood on my lips as the tears run down my face. The smell of rain unnerves me. The tears fall faster, my grip on the earth crumbles the dirt in my fingers. My teeth dig tear into my lips but it does nothing to quiet the sob that shakes my body. I feel the earth shattering scream rather than hear it.
Even after all these years the pain still feels as fresh as the moment it did when realization first awakened my senses to horrible truth. I can feel the air leaving me. My heart is pounding, threatening to break through my chest.
I can hear the thunder in the background, with glossy eyes I see the lighting. "Please," I beg weakly through my sobs. "Please!" I scream louder. Louder and louder I scream begging the spirits to finally have mercy on my soul.
As always lightening strikes but never at me. Never.
Cold arms wrap around me, but not hers. Not theirs. His arms hold me tighter, but it does nothing to comfort me. It only makes me wish that they were her arms. Her arms, their arms. I'd give up everything to feel them in my arms again and feel theirs in mine. If I knew the price I would pay it ten times over. No life is worth living without her without them, but the spirits curse me everyday with every waking breath.
I look to the grey stone in front of me and more sobs break through me. His arms hold me tighter as I shake and scream.
"I miss them. I miss them uncle." I can feel more of my soul chipping away, feel my throat tightening as I choke on my words. "I can't do this."
I can't. Time should make this better, every year it makes it worse.
I can never look into my wife's eyes again, eyes that my son had. Eyes that were so big and bright. Never see my daughter's smile. Never see my youngest take her first breath. Never, and every day is a reminder. A reminder of a life that was never promised. The only memory, a stone. As cold, dull and grey as the feeling of the day they were forced from my fingers.
I was never meant to bury my children. Never meant to live a life without my wife, but here lay the ashes of the life I once had. The family I lost the family I loved.
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A/N: Hi there, this is my first fanfiction, please let my know what you think. I'd really appreciate it. This story will be under different perspectives, I will be letting you know whose perspective it is under so there is no confusion. Anyway, thank you so much for reading, I really hope this got your interest and that you all liked it.