There is apparently a story that leads up to this, presumably involving Zuko joining up with Katara and all those people, Zuko getting close to Katara, and an ambush. I don't know what that story is leading up to this point. I don't know if I will write it someday, or if I'll just leave it up to your imaginations. This is all I have for right now though. Tell me what you think. If I get enough responses, maybe I'll try to add on to this. -- Raven Heart

I don't own anyone; ownership is an illusion.

(Zuko's POV)

Warning: This is rated M for violence, language, and disturbing situations. No sex though. Sorry.


The Avatar, Aang, was gone along with Sokka and Toph. They had escaped, thinking that Zuko and Katara were with them. But Zuko, knowing that Azula would shoot them down if no one kept her preoccupied had jumped over the side to try and hold off his sister and her two 'friends', Mai, and Ty Lee. He hadn't noticed that Katara was with him until he gave up and ran for the bushes. He knew where Aang would go, they had decided on the location weeks ago, incase they ever got separated; they were to go there and wait until they caught up with each other. But as he ran he had heard a scream. A scream he knew well. Katara.

He had turned and ran back, fear tearing at his lungs and throat, adrenaline rushing him onward. He reached the bushes and froze. Zuko couldn't move. His instincts were screaming for him to do something, to attack, to run; he could do none of the above, he could merely watch from the bushes as a nightmare he had hardly ever dared to fear played out before him. Mai and Ty Lee were sitting on the ground at the opposite edge of the clearing, Ty Lee watching attentively, Mai looking bored to death. In the center of the clearing stood Azula, one foot planted in the center of Katara's back, keeping the Water Bender from moving. Azula had Katara's right wrist in her hand and had twisted the arm so far that one false move could break it.

"So, peasant." Drawled Azula, in a tone that suggested she was offering her best friend a fresh cup of Jasmine Tea, " I am glad to see I have your full attention now." She twisted the arm slightly and Katara whimpered. "Now tell me, where did the Avatar go?" Katara was silent. "Where is the Avatar going?" Silence. "Peasant," purred Azula, "I'll not hesitate to break a finger."

"Go to hell." Katara hissed, eyes fixed unseeingly at the ground

Snap.

Zuko reeled backwards.

Azula smirked.

Katara cried out.

"Where did the Avatar go?"

"F-fuc-fuck you-u!" Katara spat from between trembling lips.

Snap.

Katara's yells echoed around the forest.

"Oops, clumsy me. I seem to have broken another. Perhaps if you tell me what I want to know accidents like that doesn't have to happen again. Now… Where. Is. The. Avatar?"

"Y-you can t-take your a-accidents and s-shove-"

Snap. Snap. Snap.

Katara yelled and writhed, all the fingers on her right hand broken now. Zuko was still frozen; tears streaming wordlessly down his cheeks. His smooth, scar-free cheeks; Katara had healed his scar not two hours ago in that very clearing. He had never gotten a chance to thank her properly, never told her how he had begun to feel over these past six weeks, never-

Snap.

Scream.

"Tsk. Your wrist too, I am clumsy today, aren't I?" suddenly she leaned down, so she was close to Katara's ear. "Where is he, wench? Where is the Avatar, and your worthless brother, and that invalid Earth Bender and my good-for-nothing, traitorous, surly, exile brother?" she ended on a scream.

Katara was silent for a long moment, until Zuko actually thought she would tell and betray them all. Then she opened her mouth…

And let loose with a string of curses foul enough to make a sailor blush, insulting everything about Azula from her appearance to her mental state. She called Azula every name in the book from bitch to cunt, and kept on going for a solid three and a half minutes without repeating herself once.

There was a stunned silence in the clearing after that. Even the usually stoic Mai was left with wide eyes and a slack jaw. Azula's complexion turned steadily from pale alabaster to beet red. " You-"

Snap.

Katara screamed and fell limp.

All of a sudden Zuko found he could move.

He shot out of the bushes and hit Azula in the face with a flaming fist before anyone of them could react. He dispatched with Mai and Ty Lee with fire-blasts and then proceeded to beat the living shit out of his sister. She couldn't get an attack in anywhere; she couldn't even block more than half of the vicious attack in under ten minutes she was disarmed and at Zuko's mercy. The adrenaline that had abandoned him earlier had come back with a vengeance, and enabled him to do what he had never been able to do before.

Before long he was covered in his sister's blood; impervious to her screams. All he could see as he beat his sister to death with his fists, his fire forgotten, was the moment that he would never be rid of; when his sister had dropped Katara's arm and grabbed her head.

"ZUKO! PLEASE!" Azula screamed.

He couldn't hear her.

All he could hear was the sound Katara's neck had made, which was, incidentally the same sound his sister's was making now.

Snap.


Hmmm. That was a little too dark for my tastes. I think I might post an alternate ending sometime in the next few days… keep a look out for it. Tell me what you thought please! – RH