The war was over. No more pain, suffering, or fear. Or at least, that was what everyone thought the Avatar should've brought for us.
"Aang! Aang! Did you do it? Did you kill the Fire Lord?"
"No Sokka, I didn't…I…I couldn't. I took away his bending abilities, this way; he will never hurt anyone ever again."
Sokka looked at Aang in shock. The twelve year old, little goofball kid, him and Katara found in the iceberg a year ago, had just defeated the Fire Lord.
"Sokka?"
"Yea Aang?"
"Where's Katara?"
Sokka just realized that he didn't know where she was.
"Um, I think she's still with Zuko."
"Oh, well, let's go find them. And bring them…" Aang looks over at the Fire Lord, "Zuko's father."
Toph used her earth bending abilities to lift the Fire Lord off the ground and make him fly onto one of the ships Sokka, Suki, and Toph were able to keep in good condition. They all flew to the Fire Nation capitol where the battle between Zuko, Azula, and Katara took place.
"Zuko! Zuko!" Zuko turned around to see a boy with a arrow on his head running towards him.
"Zuko! You're ok!" Aang started looking around for Katara and Azula. Azula was chained to a sewer. She looked as if she was going insane.
"Zuko…um where's Katara?" Zuko put his head down, took a deep breath, and pointed over into the shadows to his right. Aang turned his head, and saw brown hair sticking out from the shadows. Aang thought Katara was about to walk out from the shadows, then realized that the brown hairs were on the floor.
"K…KATARA!"