AN: The beginning snippet has nothing to do with the story, at the moment. Kinari (kihn-AH-ree, not entirely sure if it's a real name, but it had an interesting ring to it)and her mother will probably have no further appearances. I just kind of needed to put the little explanation in, and it always turned out weird when I used existing characters. So yeah. I make no guarantees on the updating schedule of this. I'm headed into my third week of high school. High school is like hell. A fiery, torturous hell, with white-hot tongues of flame licking the feet of those who walk throughout its hallways of teenage misery. And uther fuhn shtuff liek dat. So between my English essays and math homework and fudging conjugating Spanish fudging verbs (WTF makes Freshman do such things in the friggen first three weeks of school?) I don't have lotsa time to write. But yeah. I came up with this when I should've been listening to a lesson on sentence structure in English. Psh, it's not like I'll have a quiz on that lesson tomorrow, right? I'll just stop now.

And also, it takes place in the season 3 finale. JSYK.

"What if the Avatar is killed when they're in the Avatar State?" Kinari asks. Her mother looks at her with a plain face, focused on the soup boiling on the stove.

"Then the cycle ends and the Avatar is no more. Kinari, haven't we been over this? Your curiosity is getting old," her mother said, stirring the soup.

"That's it? What happens to his spirit? And the spirits of all his past lives that are in the Sprit World?"

Her mother sighed.

"No one knows. It's never happened."

Aang ducked away. Not quick enough, though. The fireball smashed into his chest and he flew back onto one of the stone spires. Ozai's face was enveloped in a sadistic grin, and he flew over to the boy's limp body. Aang's eyes were wide open, and beams of blue light shone out into the air, igniting the sky and blocking out the scarlet glow of Sozin's Comet.

The world stood still and the spirits weeped.

A mist of black began to envelop Aang's tattoos; the vibrant light faded from the sky and instead was replaced with a fog of darkness. Ozai reveled in his victory as the last Airbender's body descended spiritlessly to the rocks below.

"NO!"

Zuko could only watch as the electric webs flashed in Katara's wide blue eyes. His mind was frozen, but he didn't protest as his body flung itself into the path. His muscles convulsed as he shuddered on the cobblestones, and a thick black screen crawled in front of his vision.

He woke up to the sound of sorrow and the breeze of destruction.

They were on Appa's back, high in the air. The sky was black and orange, and he couldn't tell if the grey clouds were natural or the product of the smoldering ruins on the ground below. The atmosphere was thick and it burned his eyes and throat.

Zuko looked across the saddle to see his Waterbending companion in pieces. He attempted to move across to her, but when she saw him shift she hurried over and pushed him back down.

"Don't move, you aren't healed yet." He looked down to his chest and was horrified to see a raw, open patch of skin above his heart.

"What happened?" he rasped, coughing. She held his shoulders down until his breaths had settled and evened out.

"Aang was killed." He hadn't died or passed away. He hadn't ascended to the heavens. He was killed. Zuko's right eye widened.

"Was he in the Av-"

"Yes," she whispered, her throat closing and her breaths turning into gasps. He, even in his injured state, held her as she cried.

So yeah. That was kind of depressing to write. If you review I may or may not possibly maybe include your suggestions if I feel like it at the time...and I'll also appreciate the thought. :) Thank you for reading!

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