I do NOT own Avatar the Last Airbender.
Part One
Prologue
Katara's POV
Can someone truly hate herself for being the person that they are? Can someone truly loathe herself for leaving the love of her life, all because she was afraid of the future? This hatred inside of me, does not go out to the man I love, but rather to the young girl I used to be, who was afraid to love the unknown. I was so afraid to take risks, and now I have to go on with the rest of the world, who continues to move forward, and face new terrors.
Looking out at the gorgeous blue sea, I see a sort of emptiness, like the one inside of me. Every day, I feel regret and solemnity as I remember that I had broken all of my ties to him.
His entire body was frozen, and when I looked into his eyes, they were cold plates of gold, not moving from where they are looking down at my face. His arms were sitting on the ground motionless as if they had died.
All of the emotions I had felt that night rushed back to me, and I felt the stinging sensation of what only could be salty tears. I regret everything that I had said that night to him. I never meant anything that I said; all of it was a complete and utter lie. I lost everything that meant anything to me that night. He was truly my everything too…
"One more thing before I leave you to think, I just want to say that everything I do is for you because I love you. You are my life, my dreams, and my future… Katara you are my everything…"
Every single night that I thought of him, I cried endlessly alone while everyone and everything sped on by as time came and went. As this quiet and lonely night bore on, I counted in my head the number of nights I had spent alone, weeping for what could have been…
It has been five years, two-hundred and sixty weeks, one-thousand eight-hundred and twenty six days, forty-three thousand eight-hundred and twenty-four hours, two-million six-hundred twenty-nine thousand and four-hundred and forty minutes, or one hundred fifty-seven million seven-hundred sixty-six thousand and four hundred seconds since I told Zuko…
"… I know that you love me and all, but I don't think that we should pursue this. It is in our elements, I mean, you are fire; I am water, making us total opposites. And before you say 'opposites attract', sometimes they don't. I don't think that you should go on thinking that you "love" me… Now I think that we should focus on teaching Aang, and defeating the Fire Lord, instead of this "relationship..."
I am an idiot…
The ocean rocks this metal death trap, keeping me calm and peaceful. I hate being trapped on this stupid boat because it, well, reminds me of him. This boat, however, not only reminds everyday at see as I look at all of the red silks and Fire Nation banners, but it is also dragging me back to him as well…
AN: Hello my readers. I would just like to say thank you guys for reading my story. This story follows after His Eyes and is the end of this little series. I hope you guys like this ending, it will probably be as long as the others because I am not really in the spirited mood, but I will be sure to finish out the series. I can't just give a series and not finish it. My other story I Love Strawberries was just something I have been thinking about for a while now, and I needed to write it down. I have been working on both stories about the same, but I am not feeling this one, I need to get in the zone or whatever to write this so I am sorry it took so long for me to write it. I know that this prologue was a little short, but it was necessary. Please read and review.