Prolog
I've always loved the snow. It's so strong and demanding, yet, soft and gentle. I've lived with it my whole life and I can never tire of it. It's so filled with water, so easy to command. It sets animals and flowers to sleep, but when spring hits they awaken, but much more beautiful then what it was when it slept. What I really hate the most is the black snow, that's when images of blood fills my mind…
My name is Katara, I'm 14 years old and I am the last water-bender of the southern water tribe. The fire-nation killed all the others a long time ago. I was lucky enough to be able to bend. My gran-gran thought it best to hide my bending abilities, to keep the fire-nation in the dark. Word got out and the raiders came…
I was only 3 years old when I first witnessed the black snow… only 3 years old when my mother was killed... the monster who came and killed my mother had the decency to take away her body.
After her death, father took off to take part in the war. My brother was too young to follow, so he stayed behind and took care of me. Well, it was more like I was the one who took care of him. Since my mother died I took the roll of motherhood… that was until I met the avatar.
I left my village with my brother, to help the avatar bring peace to the world. We travelled far and long on a flying bison. We were pulled into many dangers. We were chased and captured, or at least I was captured. But there was never any bigger disappointment was when Zuko betrayed me in the catacombs beneath Ba sing say.
But after all this time I never once thought I would fall in love along the way...
Fire is passion. It's what fuels me. It's what warms us trough a cold night. Fire is evil, yet, it's good. Fire destroys, yet it can repair. Fire is darkness, yet, it's light. Some even says fire is love. I never believed them. I always thought fire was rage, that it was a tool to world domination. And it is, if you don't use it right. I, now see what those people mean…
My name is Zuko, prince of the fire-nation, well, banished prince that is. Only 17 years old and I've experienced more then what a full grown man has. I've been banished, beaten and utterly destroyed. Or at least that's what I always thought.
My sister is crazy and my father is evil. They both hate me, but I've always been too blind to see.
I suppose it all started when I was 11 years old: my mother left me, she came into my room in the middle of the night and said goodbye. The next day she was gone. She was the only one who truly loved me.
2 years later, at the age of 13, I attended my first war meeting. Uncle warned me not to speak but I was never one to listen to reason. I spoke against a general. I knew his plan was wrong, why risk the lives of our soldiers? Anyway, my father saw it as disrespect and challenged me to an Agni Kai, a fire-bending battle between two benders, I thought I was going to fight the old general I spoke against. Oh, how wrong I was. I had to fight my father. I knew I couldn't defeat him so I went down on my knees an begged for his forgiveness. Father saw that as weak and burned my face, leaving a permanent scar on my left eye.
He then banished me from my country and stripped me from my honor. He told me that the only way to regain my honor and my home was to capture the avatar. They called me a fool for trying, but I didn't care. All I wanted was to go home, honorable.
I spent 3 years out in sea with no sight of the avatar, but I never gave up. I swore I was going to find that avatar. Finally I found him and I was surprised at what I found. I expected more but he was just a kid. I saw he was hiding in the south pole. Not a good location but it was easy enough to capture him, and I finally thought I was going home. But no! he escaped with two peasant, all thought the girl was beautiful, I didn't care at the time.
After my first encounter with the avatar I cased him. He was quick and moved with skill, but I followed him everywhere he went. I even captured the water-bender. But they got away, they always got away! But there was something with that water-bender that made my heart swirl.
Once uncle and I moved to Ba Sing Say, I changed. I started to like the life of a peasant, that is until Azula came. She imprisoned me with the water-bender in the catacombs under Ba Sing Say.
The water-bender, Katara, was so outraged with me and yelled at me. I remained quiet and listened to her shouts and reasons. She had every right to be mad at me. I've done so many terrible choices. When she broke down crying over her mother, I felt a connection and I think I really truly loved for the first time. I allowed her to consult her feeling and I opened p to her. We were in that cave for Agni knows how long. But I didn't complain. I had her presence, I had her trust and I, hopefully, carried her heart.
I trusted her and told her how I got my scar. She told me there was hope of healing it. She also told me it wasn't as bad as it seems. She said she liked it, that it was a part of me. But if it would make me happy she would heal it. She then did something I never allowed anyone to do, not even uncle was allowed! She reached over and caressed my scar. She drew out a small, blue, vial from within her robe and just when she was about to uncap it the avatar and uncle came bursting in.
What happened next broke my heart into two small pieces. She went with him! She just walked away. Azula came trough the walls shortly after she left. Outraged I joined her…
AN//InsaneChickGoneMad: Yo, this is my first Zutara Fanfic, so if there's anything wrong tell me please ;) thank you.
I'm not writing this alone. My BFF JackiieTwilight is writing it with me! i wrote the Prolog alone, cause it was originaly my idea and i wanted to show her the plot before i upload :P we are both loving out own little twisted plot and i giving her full credit for all Katara P., but Zuko is all mine! Muahahahahahahaha
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