Okay yeah this was in my last prologue but there may not be as many mistakes. I hope not! I went over it more than twice; it might just be my style of writing also. But yeah I'm so sorry that it's this short, my others will defiantly be longer! And I don't know, I don't really like how it turned out. I mean its fine but it seems like there isn't enough detail and backing to it. It seems jumpy. Oh well, it's too late to fix now.

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Chapter 1: Ice Rose

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"Gran-Gran!" the happy little Katara squealed and lunged into her Grandmothers arms. Gran-Gran laughed happily and rubbed her old wrinkled hands on the small back of her grandchild. "Well mother I see you riled Katara up." Kataras mother laughed. "Why don't you two go for a walk?" Katara squealed in delight of the idea and bounced up and down staring hopefully at her Gran-Gran. The old woman smiled and nodded her head in approval of the idea.

Katara bounded out the mouth of their igloo and pounded her feet into the snow jump by jump. "Look what I can do Gran-Gran!" the five year old girl squealed and made a giant jump. Her heels hit first causing her to fall backwards on her rear. "Ow." The little girl stated blankly. Gran-Gran laughed and helped the young child up and in an instant Katara was over it.

After a long while of trying to put up with Kataras hyper-active attitude Gran-Gran grew woozy. It wasn't healthy for an old woman to try and keep up with a five year old girl. She steadied herself on a rock and took in big puffs of air to settle her tired body. Katara looked over her shoulder to see her Gran-Gran had stopped and immediately ran over and hopped up next to her on the rock. "Why did we stop Gran-Gran? Are you tired?" the innocent little girl asked. Gran-Gran panted a little before saying a yes. "Now why don't we take a rest, eh?"

Katara scooted over to her Grandmother a little more and settled her head against the old woman's shoulder as they looked out over the village.

"Gran-Gran, can I ask you something?" Katara asked quietly.

"Yes child, what is it?"

"Why are you leaving for the Northern Water Tribe? Are they better than us?"

Gran-Gran laughed lightly. "No darling they're not better than any of you. I am going up there to visit my old friend whom is a healer, I shan't be gone long, I promise."

"Oh." Katara said. "Gran-Gran?"

"Hm?"

"Why did mother give me her necklace?"

Gran-Gran looked down into the child's tan palm to see a glittering blue circle with a velvet strap; she recognized it all to well. She closed her eyes and smiled lightly. "I gave that to your mother as a sign of courage and wisdom and as a sign…" she paused, "of a loving mother."

Katara looked at it for a long time. Soon it was being taken from her hands and being wrapped around her neck and gently tied. Katara put two fingers up to the gem and felt its cool metal tickle her fingers. "Forget your gloves dear?" her grandmother laughed handing them to her. Katara graciously took them and clumsily put them on.

"Wait I have something for the necklace dear." Her grandmother said and searched through her animal skin bag. "Now where is it?" she thought out loud scavenging around the contents of the oversized bag. Katara peeped over her shoulder to see inside the bag but was shooed away by her grandmothers flailing hand.

"Ah yes!" her grandmother exclaimed with something clutched into her hand. Katara tried to see through the lines of her enclosed palm but could not and became frustrated. Gran-Gran smiled and extended her hand under Kataras nose and opened it. Katara titled her head to the side wondering what on earth the thing was.

It was a golden gear shaped object that was only a little smaller than the necklace she had on. In the center it was purple with a spiral of water and fire intertwined. "What is-" Katara began but her Gran-Gran began reading a small golden word underneath the sign. "Destiny." She stated simply and snapped the gear shaped bauble into the back grooves of the blue necklace.

"What does that mean Gran-Gran?" Katara asked fingering the weird bauble that was latched on the back of her necklace.

"Darling there is something I have been keeping from you." Gran-Gran admitted sadly avoiding her granddaughters questioning eyes. "W-what have you been keeping from me?" Katara asked nervously putting her face closer to her grandmothers. Gran-Gran sighed sadly and turned to face her hope-filled grandchild and smiled and patted the child's hand.

Katara listened quietly and patiently her eyes opening wide at some occasions. The necklace was still clutched in her hand at her neck. The story didn't really register at all times like the part where the Water Tribe and Fire Nation need to be joined; and the part where it was almost like another person was inside of her.

"Does my mother know?" Katara asked quietly when her Gran-Gran finished. "Yes." The old woman replied shyly. "Oh."

"I'm sorry Katara." Her grandmother said and put a hand on Kataras tiny shoulder. Katara slowly lifted her head to face the old woman but when looking into the old blue eyes of someone she cared for she found herself smiling. "It's okay." She stated once again happy and bubbly and hugged her arms around her grandmother's stout figure.

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Young Prince Zuko through the brown leather ball in the air and caught it in-between his chest and scooping arms. He had already spent most of his day outside by the small pond but didn't feel quite ready to go inside just yet. He found it peaceful to sit outside and think and just be isolated from all the pesky servants always asking if he needed anything. If he needed anything he would ask, correct?

Plus, it was another way of getting away from his pugnacious little sister. She was always looking for a fight and somehow she always won it when she got it. She knew exactly where Zukos weak spots were even when he wasn't willing to show them, she knew. Her twisted and demented mind always got inside his.

He heard a body shuffle and sit in the grass next to him. He slowly turned his head to see a long red dress spread over the grass and a blue flower clutched in the pale hand of his mother. "Mom, I didn't realize you were here." Zuko stated surprised. His mother laughed lightly as she sniffed the blue flowers. "That's because you were so far off in thought Zuko." She giggled and flipped Zukos ponytail around. "Hey." Zuko laughed.

His mother suddenly sighed. "Mom, what is it?" Zuko asked alert. His mother gave a half-hearted smile. "I was just thinking about some things Zuko."

Zuko arched a brow at her. "Like what mom?" She laughed and pulled him in next to her.

"I was just admiring these blue flowers. Don't they just remind you of snow? They're like ice blue closed roses, see? They're called Ice Roses for a reason." She stated pointing to the flower. Zuko looked at it admiringly. "Its pretty mom, but I've never seen snow."

"Of course, but this flower only grows in the Southern Water Tribe. Sometimes I wish I didn't have to send professional soldiers out to pick these flowers from the Water Tribe." His mother sighed and put the flower in Zukos lap.

"What are you trying to say mom?" Zuko asked innocently.

"Nothing darling." She replied and kissed the top of his head.

Zuko turned the flower around in his hands and examined it. It was such a pretty flower. He wished that flowers like those grew in the Fire Nation.

"I want to go see these flowers in the snow." Zuko said carefully, not sure if what he was saying was spoken right. His mother frowned. "You will be seeing snow soon. But I doubt you will be seeing the flowers." She said slowly. "What are you talking about?" Zuko asked not sure if he should be excited or not. His mother knit her brows together.

"Your father-he wants you to go on a Fire Nation raid to the South Pole." She said distastefully.

"What's that?" Zuko asked oblivious. His mother arched a brow at him.

"I-I mean I have heard of them I just never knew exactly what they were." He blushed at his stupidity.

His mother smiled weakly. "You're going to find out soon enough Zuko." She said sadly standing up. She placed her long hand on Zukos shoulder. "Just do what you think is right."

Zuko watched as she walked back into the palace. He knew Azula knew what a raid was but there was no way he was going to ask her, of all people! He laid on his back still examining the flowers outlines in the sunlight. He never understood why their greenhouse had an icebox, but now he did. He suddenly came to wonder; were the people as great as the flowers?

"Ow!" Zuko wailed in pain as he bolted up straight. He clutched his throbbing shoulder and looked over at Azula whom was filing her nails innocent looking. "Why'd you do that?" he asked now agitated.

"What are you talking about, Zuzu?" she asked a little too sweetly. She was leaning against the tree holding the Ice Rose his mother gave him. He gasped.

"Give it back!" he barked lunging up and reaching for the flower. Azula stepped back to avoid her brothers snatching attempt.

"Oh this?" she asked innocently twisting it around in her hand. "What's so special about it?"

"Give it back Azula!" Zuko said now really becoming irritated.

"No." Azula said simply and then the flower went up in flames, the ashes spilling through her fingers soon after. Zuko stupidly lunged on top of the ashes as if that would save it and grit his teeth. "Oh and dad wants to talk to you." Azula said silkily and turned to walk away. Zuko fought back tears as he stood to go face his father.

Zuko was soon walking out of the throne room after receiving news that he would indeed be going on this 'raid'; and soon after that he was onboard a ship in a room that almost matched his own.

He was already bored and it had only been a day! He decided that he needed to so something to occupy himself so he guided himself over to the ceiling touch bookshelf and took a look. It took some time until he saw a purple worn with age book. He reached for it and blew all the dust off the cover and was met with gold letters that read out "Destiny"

Zuko opened it to the first page and immediately took interest. You didn't hear about joined elements at all around the palace or anywhere for that matter. It was something new.

"Only then will her spirit rest when Fire and Water are once and for all joined together in her blood." Zuko finished and was disappointed there was not any more. He sighed. He had been reading it for the past week and they still had a few hours to go. He grabbed the books edge without closing it and was going to put it back when he heard something lightly fall to the floor. He turned and saw a yellow piece of paper on the floor. He raised a brow at it and bent down to pick it up.

"Anyone who can find the re-incarnated Mora of the Water Tribe will have a special position in the Fire Nation and will be highly honored in all sorts."

"Prince Zuko you are wanted on deck." Someone's voice said from the door.

Zuko stood up and hid the paper behind his back with a large adrenaline rush. Zuko gulped and slid the paper in his back pocket. "Do I need my armor?" he asked.

"It is not required." The soldier said blankly and ushered the young Prince to the deck.

The captain was at the front of the ship looking out into the distance with his hands behind his back. Zuko ignored him and focused on the tiny white flakes that were fluttering all around him. "Whoa ha ha" he laughed and held out his hands to touch them. They were cold and he realized—this must be snow. The snow made puddles on the deck which he whole heartedly jumped and splashed in, laughing merrily. Someone coughed behind him, it was the captain. Zuko immediately stopped and smiled sheepishly.

"Prince Zuko, you are to stay with this guard until the raid is over with. It is for your own safety." The captain stated and turned his back and left. Zuko extended out his hand and opened his mouth to protest but nothing came out. He kicked at a puddle and was ushered onto a small rowboat with a tall skinny guard.

Zuko had his arms crossed the whole boat ride and even when they got to a cliff his arms were firmly crossed together. "We stay here to watch the raid." The guard said gruffly and stood at the edge as Zuko sat cross-legged by it.

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Katara sniffed the air and made a gagging sound. She buried her face in her mother's parka to hide from the smell. The snow had turned black and the air smelled of burning flesh. "Mommy when's daddy getting home?" Katara whined with her words muffled by the parka fabric. "I-I don't know sweetie." Her mother replied honestly stroking her daughter's hair.

It was true the men had all gone out in search of new supplies, to hunt and even for an ice dodging trip. It would be days until they would get back. And Sokka was actually allowed to go with them to watch.

Gran-Gran stepped beside them and looked off into the distance and gasped. "Oh Mora help us." She mumbled and looked at her quivering grand-daughter.

Soon all the villagers had gathered into the center of the village to see what was going on. They were nervous that none of warriors were there to save them. Everyone could hear each others heartbeats it was so deadly quiet. That's when utter chaos exploded. A large bang sounded and everyone went wild. Katara began to cry into her mother's parka and clutched herself closer.

"Mother get Katara out of here!" Kataras mother said handing the sobbing girl to Gran-Gran. "No Mommy not without you!" Katara squealed reaching out to the woman. "I'll be there soon." Her mother said and bent down to her height and pulled her in for an embrace and kissed her forehead. Katara sobbed into her chest and soon pulled away to look at her mother through teary eyes.

Her mother smiled and tapped her necklaces gem. "I love you." She whispered and stood as Katara was pulled away by her grandmother. "No! No Mommy No!" she screamed at the top of her lungs still trying to reach out to her still. "Katara come along!" Gran-Gran said and tugged a final tug and Katara finally cooperated.

They ran to the foot of a cliff and when they thought it was safe they heard an evil cackle.

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Zuko yawned with his head in his hands. So far he hadn't seen anything but a bunch of blue people standing around doing nothing. It wasn't much of anything really. He had heard the band and then he saw the blue figures run and scream. He had even heard crying of a young girl somewhere down there.

He turned to the guard with a pleading look to go down and see everything. But before the guard could say anything in response he was swooped off the cliff and disappeared in the snow below. "What the-" though soon enough he heard a shriek of a girl. He peaked over the edge and saw an older woman and a young girl about his age in front of a tall skinny man with a long square beard and bald head. He was wearing a large monk outfit and had a long staff with a green orb on top of it.

"Resbuto—alive!" the older woman screamed cuddling the young girl in his arms. Zuko decided to take a closer look and began to climb down rock by rock to see what was going on. He settled on a platform rock and just barely peeped over the edge to see and not be noticed.

"Ah yes, Resbuto alive and in the flesh." He cackled sickeningly and took a step closer to the little girl.

"Not another step Resbuto. Leave Mora and Katara alone!" the older woman stated bravely stepping in front of the girl Katara.

Zukos ears perked up at the name. Mora, he had just read about her! Could she be?

"Aha, why would I want to do that?" he asked venomously taking yet another step. "I am going to kill her so Mora can finally face me." He said pointing to his green orb.

"No!" Katara cried. Resbuto took this as fuel and put out his staff, blasting the woman aside to find a trembling little girl.

"Aw look at this; a small girl." He said in a baby-mock-voice. "Who would grow up to be a rather attractive woman." He said venomously putting a long dagger-like fingernail under her tan chin.

Do what you think is right Zuko a voice inside Zukos head said.

"Now you die!" the man laughed and the girl screamed in horror.

Do what you think is right! The voice said more urgently now

"No!" Zuko wailed and leapt upon the man with both feet pressed into the back of the scary man. Soon Zuko felt a large bony hand grab his ankle and then he felt himself being thrusted downward. "Oof!"

"You boy!" the man hissed now on top of him. "You dare interfere with the workings of Resbuto?"

Zukos struggled underneath the man and found that he could not use his bending for some reason.

"Now you shall die as well!" Resbuto cackled holding the green orb to Zukos cheek, the green illuminated. Zukos pupils dilated into pin-points feeling helpless. "No!" a little voice screamed. Then cracking was heard from underneath the two struggling males. Resbutos eyes widened in fear as Zukos widened in awe as he stretched his neck back to see the little girl with two outstretched hands with her eyes focused hard. The ice was gradually cracking and soon broke sending both Resbuto and Zuko down into the freezing water.

Resbuto clutched onto Zukos ankle for help but was soon kicked off and was sent far down into nowhere. Zuko could hardly swim and was slowly sinking and soon his eyes were closing. This was it, his last good deed he would ever do. When he was about to give up he felt a tiny hand wrap around his arm and yank him up. He –with the help of the waterbender- pulled himself up and coughed to get the air in his lungs again. The girls cheeks were tear stained and her eyes were red from tears, but she was pretty.

"Come on!" he said suddenly and pulled the girl by the arm to run. "No wait!" she protested and stuck her heels into the snow to stop. "My necklace is gone!" she exclaimed and began running for the village. "No wait!" Zuko called after her. He groaned and found himself running after her.

She was a decent runner and got pretty far ahead of him. But she suddenly scooped down and retrieved something then stopped. She just sort of froze, and it wasn't just stopping, it was a paralyzed fear. Zuko looked at what she was staring at and widened his eyes. The captain of the ship he was on had a woman that greatly resembled the girl by the throat up in the air. The woman's feet dangled above the snow dangerously as he thin body squirmed around in his grasp.

"Mommy…?" The girl whimpered as she continued to watch her mother squirm and choke. Zuko wanted to scream for the man to stop, he wanted to so bad but he couldn't something was stopping him. The captain raised an inflamed hand; both children closed their eyes but soon heard the sickening sound of a body falling to the snow and then no motion at all. Zuko lunged for the young girls arm and pulled her along but the girl was sobbing terribly and was trying to go back to her mother's fallen body.

"I have to go to my mommy!" she wailed and tugged against Zukos hold. Zuko stopped and spun the girl around and made them both kneel with force. He looked into her gorgeous blue eyes and felt as if he two was about to cry.

"Look I will take care of you, but you can't go back. Trust me." He said softly holding out his hand for her to take. The girl looked at it for a second and then grasped it and ran along side the boy who saved her twice already.

They were panting by the time they got to a field of white grasses and they both collapsed side by side breathing heavily. Their breath was visible in the air. Katara looked at the boy and the boy looked at her.

"What's your name?" the boy asked.

"Katara." The girl choked her voice hoarse from her tears and screaming.

"I'm—" he knew he shouldn't tell her his real name he was Prince of the people who just killed her mother right before her eyes. He grit his teeth and uttered the two syllable word he hated. "I'm Zuzu." Surprisingly the girl didn't laugh, she just nodded her head.

Katara rolled over on her side and he heard the pluck and snap of something. Katara sat up and positioned her body to face him. Zuko sat up too in Indian style. Katara held out an Ice Rose shyly and Zuko took it in surprise. He examined it in his hand, this one was prettier than the last, and this one was frostier.

"They don't ever die." Katara stated admiring it as well. Zuko looked at her. "They turn gray when they are away from snow but when they are back by snow they turn blue again."

Zuko suppressed a wow as he still looked at the flower that shined in his hands.

"But these flowers are the ones you give to those you really care about or people you want to purpose to." Katara blushed and looked away. Zuko opened his mouth to say something but a voice rang over his. "Katara? Darling, come back!" it was Kataras Gran-Gran.

Zuko stood. "I should go." He said trying to hand the flower back to her. She pushed it back towards him looking hurt. "It's yours, keep it." She said shyly. He nodded and walked away.

"Wait!" Katara called. Zuko turned his head back a little.

"Will I ever see you again?" she asked hopeful.

"Maybe…I hope so." Zuko said shyly this time.

Katara smiled widely as Zuko blushed and turned again.

"Wait Zuzu!" Katara called.

Zuko turned his whole body around to be met with a flying body that belonged to the young Water Tribe girl. She hugged him tightly. He was dumbfounded for a moment and awkwardly did the same but soon he got used to it. Katara looked up at him with shining eyes that matched her pretty young face.

"Thank you." Katara said quietly her hug on him tightening.

Before Zuko could reply Kataras Gran-Gran called again; this time sounding closer. Zuko looked down at her helpless and she kindly nodded and pulled away her hand slowly parting with his that held the Ice Rose that was latched in his thumb.

"Good-bye." She whispered, the wind blowing her hair around violently.

"Good-bye." Zuko whispered back.

He caught eye of something on the ground. It was blue and shiny, probably the necklace she went back for. He grabbed it and extended it out to her. She took it and smiled; he smiled back and turned to run off. This time Katara didn't stop him just watched her hero run off through escaped stands of hair that were blowing in the wind. She couldn't help but smile and hold onto the necklace tighter.

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Yes all familiar I know. I am working on the second chapter now. It is okay but it isn't exactly like Anastasia. God I love OC's. Oh crap…I didn't say that okay? And again I'm sorry for errors and its shortness!

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