Chapter 2- Ready

"Prince Zuko, all the battleships are ready for attack." Zuko turned to meet his general.

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This is my first fanfic so I need all the opinions and reviews to make it better. I apologize for any grammatical mistakes. Zutara all the way in this story.

Avatar the Last Airbender is not mine.

Chapter 1- Plans

Her brilliant blue eyes fluttered open.

"Come on Katara. You didn't forget the council meeting, did you?" her brother questioned from outside her room. She rubbed her head and quickly got dressed. Nice Katara you forgot. You just discovered the avatar a few days ago. You should be on your "A-Game." The world has a new hope and your sleeping in...

She reached the grand doors of the Water Nation conference chamberalong with Sokka. He was dressed in his formal water tribe prince outfit. She was in hers too. A long blue dress that flowed to the ground. She had a light but warming white coat on top that which ran all the way down to her ankles, ending were her dress ended. Her hair was in her usual braid and loops. But the thing that was always present on Katara was her mother's necklace. Sokka looked down at his little sister and smiled. She nodded back and they enter the conference chamber.

There were all the water tribe officials. At the center was her Dad and Master pakku was near him with a serious look. There were two vacant seats next to her dad that Katara and Sokka quickly occupied. She searched for the little airbender with grey eyes and found him looking at her. She smiled and he returned the gesture. He seemed like a nice boy Katara thought to herself. Ever since she handed him to her father's control, she really hasn't been able to talk with him ( besides from explaining what was going on- the fire nation attacks). Being the princess of the water tribe she should have been able to converse with him, but her father decided it was best if he, the leader of the water tribe, filled in the young avatar with what has happened over the years. And since then, the avatar has been rigorously training with Master Pakku. Her father rose, and everyone became silent.

Again she saw the mesmerized look on Sokka's face. He had always admired Hokoda and was still afraid of taking his occupation soon. But everyone knew very well that there will be no Water tribe to rule if they don't stop the fire nation now.

There were only two things that Katara remembers from her childhood, the day to day practice preparing her brother and her to defeat the fire nation, and the death of her mother. It was a new moon night and her mother tucked her in. She sung her favorite lullaby and kissed her forehead. Katara can still feel the warmth of that kiss. All of a sudden, 10 year old Sokka ran in and took her into his arms. She heard her mother yell, and guards running. She wanted to pull free of Sokka's grasp, but her brother secured her in his arms. Next thing she knew, she was wiggling out of the grasp of the brother with immense agility. She ran to her mothers room, and then, she felt the weight of the world on her. Before her was a man, not a water tribe citizens she would typically see, this man was in red. Katara didn't like red.

"Sweetheart everything is okay. Go find Dad." Her voice loving yet a subtle commanding undertone. She ran out of the room to be greeted byh er brother's arm. Tears rolling like a waterfall. All of a sudden, Bato, a commander and good friend, came and kneeled by the crying siblings.

"Lets go children." Bato had a calm expression on his face but his eyes were different. Her Dad was by their side and giving more orders. He turned to see his childrens teary faces. His eyes shot wide open and he began to run screaming their mother's name. The next time Katara's eyes opened, she was in the Northern Water Tribe. Sokka was explaining something to her. Something about them being safe here, and that the King of the Northern Water Tribe is giving the south side of the Northern Water Tribe island to the Southern Water tribe. Now apparently Katara and Sokka were the princess and prince of the new tribe called the Rising Waves, or known as the southern water tribe.

Katara snapped back to reality as she found twenty pairs of eyes on her, anticipating her answer. "Sorry?"

Her dad answered, "aang has been improving a lot with Master Pakku, but now that the fire nation is on there way here, Master Pakku has to attend to unifying the white lotus, so that means that you will be training the Avatar. From previous information from our sea force, the banished fire prince is leading the attack. Apparently, if he conquers the water nation, he will get his honor back. The avatar will be a bonus to him. He somehow figured that the Avatar is alive. We need all the help we can get. Sokka, I want you to call the Kyoshi Warriors and Katara, call the freedom fighters."

"Yes." Katara and Sokka replied in unison.

"There is approximately one week before the fire nation reaches our shores. Sokka, you will be in charge of the south west forces. Katara, you will be in charge of the Avatar's safety."

Hakoda continued to talk about the battle plans. A few minutes the meeting was dispersed and Master Pakku came towards her. "Katara, you are now the Avatar's water bending teacher. He is a smart boy and needs friends. I know you will take good care of him. Just remember this Katara, Sokka's and your future is tied to the Avatar's. I know this all new, but the world has its hope back." with that he walked away and Katara turned towards Aang

"Lets start training now." The boy nodded and followed her out. Katara had not only the responsibility of teaching the avatar, but she had to also protect him.