(Katya P.O.V.)

I don't understand. It seems I never do, there is always something that I do wrong to provoke his anger.

The crack of the whip sounded just before a sharp bite ripped through my body.

I stood there, just as I always did, unsure of how to get away.

This must be a dream, my senses couldn't focus, and the edge of the property seemed to drop away from me as I looked desperately for an escape.

Then I heard an angry scream and two blurs came into my vision.

I couldn't discern either; they were foreign, almost like ghosts as they swept around me.

Then my senses picked up a sound and a touch from a cool hand. The hand belonged to a man, a man with dark hair that fell before his eyes. A click came from around my neck and then my mind came alive.

I screamed, and the two figures ran out of my vision. My skin felt like it was burning up around me, my very veins pulsed painfully as if a surge of electricity had gone through them.

My heart pounded in my ears, my head swam as a thousand voices filling every corner of my conscience. Some were ancient, the tongue of the plants, others were gruff and strange.

I heard metal drop below my feet and suddenly I understood.

I had been trapped in a dream, a slave taken away from everything I was close to.

Looking down at my hands the color was rushing to them, green glowing in my veins beneath the skin.

Looking in the window, in front of me, I saw the rest of my body come alive, the faded colors burst into bright sheens as I laughed.

There was so much pain in my body, ten years of beatings was bearing down on my body, but the joy of being reconnected with my life was joyous I couldn't help but laugh and dance around my feet leaving trails of vines, soft new grass and delicate flowers in their wake.

I lifted my arms to the sky screaming out everything I was feeling, the trees above me shook with my emotion letting loose their leaves to fall in understanding around me.

The very earth around me seemed to tremble with my excitement; new shoots of branches and shrub were taking shape around me. Vines rose up my arms and around my figure seeking to sooth my wounds and heal my spirit. I smiled, tears leaked as I spun around reaching out the great pools of power inside me and sending it forth all around me. I wanted to feel alive I wanted to take this place and make it into something beautiful.

I worked my hands around shaping what was in my mind in front of me as trees took shape and vines a mile long tore and thrashed through the ugly building before me.

I spoke in their tongue, shouting and whispering my wishes to them as they moved with my vigor and excitement my very life force moving within their green depths.

After only a couple minutes I stood back to look at my work smiling from ear to ear. Instead of a large building, now there stood a whole new forest, a great tree twined from the middle of the building.

Suddenly I doubled over in pain. That whip, that horrible black whip had struck my back yet again.

Again it struck this time twisting around my arm.

"No you don't, you will remain my slave you ugly creature." I heard his voice pulse through my being, and my head came alive.

I screamed in rage, hearing my anger echoed all around me from every creature that could make a sound. Pure liquid anger ran through my veins my mind losing reason as it fell into the very wild nature that pulsed around me.

I wrapped myself into every living thing, pulling on the very power that lay within each plant and animals core as I grasped tightly and loosed at the man that had hurt me for so many years.

"How dare you, you insignificant and horrid person. You will pay for what you have done by the spirits all around me, they shall all know what you have done to one of their own." I said vehemently as I turned to face him.

I could feel my eyes glow; a green shade seemed to emanate from every part of me as I let the very power of the wild take hold of me. I willed each particle that surrounded me to show him their anger, to show him what he deserved.

Reaching in and pulling forth I pulled the very earth beneath my feet in large slabs pulling the plants around them to lift them and slung them at his wretched figure.

The plants around me moved without me even asking them to throwing themselves at him and twining their way around his figure. They squeezed and tightened their hold unsure of how to end him.

My mind sparked as I came up with an idea, I willed them to sacrifice him, to give him back to the earth. In arrogance I moved with their energy, moving him toward the great tree that I had created in the middle of his house. The trees trunk opened itself to him and grasped hold of him entwining itself around him as it finally closed him inside itself to feed off of as the years went by.

I seemed a fitting end for a creature that messed with someone so close to the living plants that surrounded him, to simply give him back to what he had taken away from them.

I heard movement behind me and turned swiftly grabbing hold of the vines around me and shot them forward.

There was no protest as I had expected, each vine twined around five figures without any struggle. I didn't know who they were but I hoped they were the ones who set me free.

My mind wouldn't let go of the angry state it was in. The plants around me were in defense not willing to let me be taken again.

I more primal side still had hold of my mind as I walked toward the edge of the forest where my captives stood trapped and surprisingly calm.

I was still angry; the strong emotion caused my veins to feel like they were on fire as I tried to hold back a grimace against the pain in my back as I walked.

The five that stood before me were my age as well and all completely different than the other.

There was light in almost all of them, colored to show that they were benders.

The first one I came to was a girl, her eyes were gray and seemed to focus on nothing as I looked at her coming close to inspect her.

"Yeah, take a good look, I'm not going anywhere." She said, her voice harsh and strong for a young girl. She was an earth bender and a powerful on at that, and she was blind, which took me by surprise.

I scowled at her and tightened my hold on her a little more, how could I trust these people what if they simple wanted to enslave me too.

The next person was a young man, a defiant expression on his face. Nothing in me reached towards him, nothing trusted him right of the bat. He wasn't a bender but he was defiant and strong-minded.

The next person was a young woman, who seemed to be related to the person beside her, but she was a water bender and although her eyes were sympathetic I could not relate to her.

"Won't you trust us, we helped you." She said strongly.

My anger flowed again, exasperated and offended at her lack of understanding.

"Why should I do that? I do not know any of you, I have been trapped here and beaten for ten years, and I will not let that happen again." I said angrily, my eyes trying to hide the pain I felt.

So much pain seemed to seep into my bones, the trees around me wept sap as they stayed in connection with me.

Setting my face into a stony expression I tightened my hold on them all and moved to the next person which was a young man.

I knew who he was right away, the Avatar. Yet I remembered the times before I was trapped. There was no avatar, the spirits were angry. They felt betrayed and left behind as the fire nation began to take control.

"You, where have you been. You may be the Avatar, but I have grown up with the anger of my ancestors as they faced the world alone." I said, my eyes glowing emerald as I felt the anger of every spirit I had ever met seem to rush through my veins.

The Avatar, looked sad. He was embarrassed and sorry, but it didn't mean that he was okay to be trusted.

I turned finally to the last person in the line-up.

He was strong, his muscles were lean across his arms and his body was rigid against my vines. He was a fire bender, a strong one. I knew from the mistakes of my ancestors to never judge someone just because of where they came from or who their people are.

I took this into consideration as I looked finally into his face and my heart stopped.

I recognized his dark hair that swept carelessly over his face as the one who had freed me.

He was handsome but the thing that caught my attention that melted my anger and caused my eyes to return to their normal shade was the long and painful looking scars that ran across the upper part of the left side of his face and over his eye.

It was a burn scar, and a bad one. I took a step forward letting the hurt and sadness wash over me. I was scarred just as he was and no one would forget it. I was hurt and in pain and so had he been. It was part of my identity now just as his was.

I looked into his eyes, a light shade of amber that reflected my eyes as I took another step forward.

I let my hand move free of my mind. His eyes moved to it quickly, confused but then he seemed to understand and waited patiently and I felt myself connect to my pain.

A tear ran down my face, and another.

The now rough padding of my fingertips connected softly to the scared flesh of his face and traced it lightly.

I let the vines around him and the others go away as I slowly retracted my hand. Something deep inside me trusted him. My anger rand out of my body and seeped back into the earth.

His face looked at me, as if he wanted to ask why, why I chose him. Why I understood him.

My back seemed to seer now as my powers lay back into a restful state. I felt a warm liquid run down my leg and puddle on the ground below my feet.

My back seemed wet and I understood as I looked down.

I was bleeding, a lot. There was a trail that ran to every point that I had stood at.

"That bastard." I said quietly as I bent down slowly, to examine it.

The dark red seeped into the grass, causing the blades to change in color. It had been so long since I had seen my own blood, noticed it at all. It is such a strange feeling to look down at something that slowly leaves your body.

My anger is gone now. All I can do is smile at the irony of my whole situation.

"Let me heal you, please." Katara said, her eyes were pleading as she watched me back away from her slowly.

I felt his eyes on me, Katara looked at him, calling him Zuko as she pleaded him to try and get me to let her near me.

I was surprised to hear it, but then noticed that the plants around me had grown to my waist, with barbed thorns and waved dangerously in the breeze.

"Darling, let her heal you." I smiled as I recognized my mother's voice.

I smiled and turned to her, bowing my head in respect.

"As you wish." I said simply, my mind falling as I felt my mind go fuzzy.

I looked back at Katara and turned and spoke to the plants in their tongue, telling them to trust this group. Suddenly I was falling, my mind falling in unconsciousness as I felt my body slowly fall.

Just before I landed on the ground I felt strong arms wrap around me, and just before I fell into a deep sleep I looked up into his concerned eyes and smiled.