"Katara!"
Spinning around she forced a crest of harsh water into the onslaught of soldiers that were forcing Aang out of the air.
"Let's go!" she called.
"Where's Toph?"
"Zuko's getting her on Appa! Run!"
Heat. Flames. Fire.
In the air.
"Aang! Stop! We need Sokka!"
"Go! I'll get him! We'll catch up later!"
Screaming. Terror. Azula.
How had she found them?
Authors Notes - This is just the prologue folks. This is Zutara btw. After a good 2 years lurking on FF and disliking almost every zutarian story possible, I decided I would write my own. Hopefully it's something fresh and not as cliched as most are nowadays. Don't be gentle with me btw. I love flamers!