Black Eyes

Chapter 1: An Unknown Darkness

Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar the Last Airbender

Author's notes: Hey this is my first fan fiction on this site and I love Avatar the Last Airbender I am a one hundred and fifty percent Kataang fan and it will appear in this story, no debates for I will not change that!

This will not be your normal Avatar fanfiction. In this story the kids are in there late teens and Aang has mastered all the elements. Also, he has learned to kill with them and I will not spare people in this story.So, you have been warned. The bending in this story will be a lot more violent. Now let's move on to the story. Enjoy!

Aang sat cross-legged on a tall rock. He was now sixteen years old and his body had developed quickly. Due to a process that happened to all avatars, his body had become that of a life-long athlete, somewhere over six-foot and complete with dense muscles. His hair was grown but kept short for vision purposes, its jet black color so different from his pale skin. The blue arrow on his head was still covered by a bandana that was now black and had the symbols of each nation woven into its fabric. His clothes consisted of a tight fitting black suit that allowed full bodily movement.

The air on the mountain swirled around him making the pull strings on his bandana sway slightly. He had found what he needed, Calm. He was in deep meditation, his mind and body completely one. He was in the place of his balance, one step away from being in the spirit world. He began concentrating on his spirit, willing it to remove itself from his body and enter into the other world.

He exhaled slightly and felt his hands began to shake from the effort. Something was wrong, it had never been this hard to enter the spirit world and it was as if he was being blocked from it. Then with a bright flash he felt his mind jerk, a vision coming to his closed eyes. He saw a teenager who was standing away from him, looking at him from a distance. The person had blond hair and from the distance looked amazingly like him. He then felt himself being drawn closer to the person and as he came closer his astonishment rose. It was him… but it wasn't. The teenagers features were like his own but he had the eyes of a firebender. Aang could sense an evil in him that he had never felt before, not even in Ozai or Azula. He stared at the person in wonderment until he felt a hand lightly touch his shoulder and that was all it took to pull him away from the vision. His mind was thrown back into his body and his eyes shot open.

He slowly looked over at the tan hand on his shoulder; its light touch told him exactly who it was. Katara.

"Katara, this is a bad time. I was right in the middle of something." He replied in his already deep voice. He heard the eighteen year old sigh heavily, so he turned to look at her, undoing his crossed legs as he did. Her beautiful deep blue eyes had an angry look on them but from what Aang saw it wasn't directed at him, which was good since he was not in the mood to be scolded by the beautiful waterbender.

He loved Katara, a fact that he had never told her, which was the one thing he was afraid of. He just never got around to telling her how he felt. He had always told himself that it was because he was too busy for a proper relationship, but the real reason was because he was afraid of her reaction to the way he felt.

"Aang I need your help, its Sokka and Zuko. They are fighting again and I told them to stop but they wouldn't listen. I told you when Zuko wanted to come with us that it would never work."

"I know what you told me Katara, I will handle it. Just tell me what happened." The waterbender seemed to heat up for a moment but then she thought better of it and took a calming breath instead.

"It was over something really stupid, like who was the better swordsman or something like that. I swear at twenty years old they both act like there still two!" By the time she finished she had become flustered again and her voice was raised to its previous angry yell.

"Katara please calm down. Just tell me where they are and I'll handle it." He said in a calm voice. He saw Katara steadily calm down, she had seemed so distraught lately; every time someone got into an argument she took it as a personal offense and felt she had to stop them no matter what.

"Their down in the camp still, probably still fighting so you should hurry." Her clothes were suddenly blown by the wind and when she looked over Aang was gone, already speeding down the road toward camp.

She allowed a smile to cross her beautiful features; she let her mind drift back to when Aang had been just a goofy little boy of twelve. He had grown so much since then that Katara was amazed every time she saw him. He had become more serious. This change had happened after he had mastered firebending. It had changed him; why this had happened Katara didn't know but maybe it was for the better, she liked this Aang…

Katara couldn't bring herself to avert her eyes away from the retreating form. At the sight of his back turned away from her she was possessed by sorrow. Why, she didn't know, but she felt her heart flutter and blood burn her cheeks. She was appalled by the direction this line of thought was taking her, and she looked away from his adult form.

Authors Notes: Okay that chapter didn't turn out as well as I would have liked but my point did get across. This person that Aang saw in his vision will be revealed next chapter along with some action scenes between Zuko and Sokka.