Authors note: Okayyyy…so I don't know if ANYONE is going to read this. I know Avatar has ended and now all we have to look forward to is the live action movie. I'm certain none of my old reviewers will return to me…but…I want to give this is a shot. This is the revised version of NEXT JOURNEY, THE SEQUEL TO NEXT DOOR. It would be helpful to read the first story. I'm really unsure about this…so help me along. THIS IS GOING TO BE COMPLETELY DIFFERENT THEN MY FIRST VERSION. A few parts, largely this chapter, will be pretty much the same. But not really. Please review…and here we go.

Chapter One

Two Years Later

"Give me…the french fry…"

"Make me…"

"Give it now!"

"Girls!"

"Not now dad…I just want my french fry back. It's mine…I bought it…and…wait, I'm not a girl!"

Ty Lee lowly giggled as she stuffed Sokka's french fry in her mouth, a glazed look going over his eye. He grabbed her around her waist and began tickling her till it hurt. The two, as usual, had wasted yet another Saturday fighting over a McDonald's happy meal. Yes…a happy meal.

Ty Lee had been living with the Soku's ever since two years ago. They had adopted her after the rough period of her parents divorce. But she found living with the Soku's so easy; they felt like her real family. And with her brown long, straight hair, her always pink outfits, and her sparkling eyes, the Soku's found excepting her the easiest of things to do.

Sokka most of all found her friendship irreplaceable. She was both family…and something more.

"You two are such babies…you know finals are coming up…"

The two seemed to ignore what she was saying and turned the TV on, playfully kicking and shoving each other on and off the couch. Katara just rolled her eyes as she carefully picked up her boiling mug of hot chocolate and started upstairs. It was cold, end of the winter kind of day. The kind of day where boiling hot chocolate was necessary.

As she slowly climbed up the stairs, she gently placed her lengthy, curly brown hair behind her ears. Walking into her room, she turned on her stereos as they began to softly play classical music.

"Ah…peace," she began, "And serenity, and-"

Then it came; the little feline with grey stripes. The tiny kitten ran between Katara's legs, making her laugh hard. And then it did the unimaginable. It licked one of her toes and then bit it. Katara screamed at the top of her lungs before quickly letting go of her hot chocolate. The drink splattered on the floor, burning Katara's feet and staining her carpet.

"Nooooo!!!" Sokka and Ty Lee could here before loud footsteps came down the stairs.

"Hey Poof!" Ty Lee squealed as the kitten jumped into her lap.

She petted its soft fur and Sokka rubbed its belly. That was until Katara walked into the room.

"That menace!" she screamed, "That stupid, vile, creature!"

"Katara?!" Ty Lee refuted, "Don't say such things. It can hear you…"

"I don't care if it hears me. I hope it does! I am taking this little monster back where he belongs. Next door!"

Katara snatched the kitten up. It cried and scratched but she would have nothing of it. She walked outside in her flannel pajamas and her slippers. She stomped her way through the sleet and hail before she walked up her neighbor's porch, rapping hard and cold on the door.

"Mrs. Bei Fong! Mrs. Bei Fong!"

The door was opened relatively quickly by tall, skinny women with black hair and green eyes. She smiled at first but frowned when she saw Katara's brown spotted outfit and her house pet in her arms.

"Oh no…Poof got out again," she said.

Katara nodded sarcastically and then pointed to her clothes.

"This…kitten has gotten into my room three times…this week. And this time…I was holding boiling cocoa…boiling."

"Toph!" Mrs. Bei Fong screamed, trying to look as apologetic as she could.

Out of the shadows of the house came a short, chunky girl with a devious grin. Her grey yet clear eyes screamed trouble. Her yellow t-shirt with green words spelling "Bite Me" didn't make her any less disturbing.

"Yes mother," Toph said sarcastically.

"Don't "yes mother" me," Mrs. Bei Fong countered, "You're cat got into the Soku's house…again! And if you could only see what it did to Katara's pajamas."

Toph smirked, "If only…"

The child unfortunately had been blind since birth. Katara grimaced, finding the girls lack of eyesight saddening but also annoying.

"Well apologize Toph," Mrs. Bei Fong demanded, "I have to go check on your brother."

Mrs. Bei Fong then disappeared into the background, leaving her grinning daughter. Katara only frowned.

She knew the day the Bei Fong's moved in a year ago they would be nothing like Mr. Iroh. They had a loud child…no, not their baby. Toph. She looked like a pro-troublemaker from the start and Katara had already tried and failed to make a friendship with her. Katara was just waiting with baited breath for the day Toph's father would be relocated again so that finally she could regain her peace in life.

"Well…" Katara muttered after awhile, "Are you going to apologize?"

"I don't see why." Toph said nonchalantly, picking at her nails, "Do you…sugar queen?"

Katara clenched her jaw, "I am not a sugar queen and you need to apologize."

"Okay," Toph said shrugging, "I will…as soon as you get a boyfriend. Whoops…looks like I'm never going to apologize. Well…enjoy your pitiful life."

"Toph…you…mud slug!"

Toph eyes filled with rage, "You better say that to my face, missy!"

"I'm already in it!" Katara screamed edging closer, "If you didn't see. Oh wait…you can't!"

"That's it!" Toph said in a high pitched screech.

"Katara?"

Katara bolted around to see her father, Hokada staring at her in a peculiar manner. But she could tell in his eyes it wasn't because she was fighting with Toph. Something deep was on his mind.

"Toph, I have to go…" Katara whispered, before running off the girls front porch.

Toph just shrugged again before slipping back into her house, the blackness overcoming her figure. Meanwhile, Katara was following her now silent father into their house. She had now completely forgotten about her spilled cocoa.

"Dad, what's up?" she said as the two walked into the house.

"Katara, Souza's on the phone," Sokka stated.

"Really?" Katara answered quickly, her emotions being switched yet again, "Hand me it…"

Katara literally snatched the phone out of Sokka's hand, leaving him in a confused a expression. She paused a few seconds before hiding herself in one of the nicely sized house bathrooms. Waiting a little bit longer, Katara picked up the phone.

"Hello?" she heard someone say before she could even speak.

"Hello," Katara relied.

"Katara?" the other voice said.

"Yes Souza, it's me," she answered.

Souza paused, "Yeah Katara, you can't keep calling me. My family's getting sick of all these calls and so am I. We're just…over, okay? I don't know how to say that any clearer."

"I know…I was just thinking-"

"Katara, I have a girlfriend. Come on…let's move on. I'll see you around?"

Katara just wavered off a tear, anger in her voice, "Maybe."

Then she clicked the phone off, not wanting to hear one of his short goodbyes.

Katara folded her arms, trying to forget about him. But it had only been three weeks ago that he had thrown her to the corner, telling her she wasn't good enough anymore. Katara didn't know what to make of it. She knew she should just forget him for being so cruel. But she still found herself, crawling back to Souza's arms. It made her both miserable and disgusted.

"Well dad," Katara mumbled, trying to get his image out of her mind as she walked out of the bathroom, "You called my name out there. Is there anything you want to talk about?"

Hokada just motioned for Katara with a wave of the hand before quickly disappearing to the second floor. Ty Lee and Sokka stared at Katara from the couch. With a confused expression, she followed her father's shadow until he led her into his office.

Katara grazed her hand across a few papers before sitting down in an empty chair. When her eyes turned to her dad, she could tell he was more nervous then ever.

"Dad…what's wrong?" she inquired quickly.

Hokada seemed hesitant to speak. His hands were shaking as he tried to organize some papers. The attempt failed and he ended up frustrated, sitting next to his daughter. Katara, quivering herself as she did so, placed her hand gently on top of her fathers.

"Dad…" she whispered.

Hokada started wrenching his hands as he began to slowly speak.

"I got a note at work today."

"What kind of note?"

Hokada paused a moment. "It was about you, your brother, and Ty Lee."

Katara's eyes enlarged as she edged closer to her dad. Now he seemed entirely lost, almost ready to cry. Katara didn't know what could be so wrong.

"What did it say?"

Hokada looked up, "It said that if you don't leave…you'll be in danger."

"What kind of danger?"

"It just said…danger. And that…you need to go to H. Taed to be safe…wherever that is…"

Katara suddenly broke the grasp she had with her father and moved her back. Her mind was racing at a speed she couldn't even see. It went two years back; back to days when she felt alive and well. Back to days where her love was tested and proved to be real. Back when he was around.

Katara brushed her hands quickly through her locks as her heart began to panic.

"Katara…have you heard of that place?" Hokada asked

Katara's breathing became heavy and her whole body went numb. The room looked like it was jumping and spinning at the same time making her feel faint. She grabbed her head in effort to put things straight.

"Katara…" her dad started again, "Do you know someone there? You need to tell me. I have to know how to protect my family. Is someone trying to protect you there? Tell me now Katara!"

Tears started to fall from Katara's eyes, as she looked up.

"Do you remember the shooting at school…two years ago…"

"Yes…that kid Jet was killed, right?"

Katara nodded, "I was there…dad."

Hokada looked perplexed, "Of course you were. It was prom; he was your date."

"No dad…I was there…he was going to kill me."

Hokada quickly moved back from his daughter. Thoughts were racing through his mind; regrets he had never faced.

"Dad…their coming for me…" she whispered, "And he's trying-"

"Who's he?!" Hokada said quickly, trying to make sense of something.

Katara turned her gaze to the floor and she softly said something into the air. Hokada's eyes widened as she did so.

"It's Zuko…he's back."

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Authors note: I hope you all liked it. I know it's short but I didn't really need to make it long. I tried really hard to make it something people could enjoy. Alright, review! And tell me whether or not you want this continued!