Previously: "Ouch! Watch where you're going!" yelled Katara, as she fell on someone. She glared at the ground; and noticed that the mysterious trail of blood and footprints belonged to the person she had collided with, and was on top of. ON TOP OF!

CHAPTER 2: In Their Eyes

When Katara looked up at whom ever she had collided with. Katara looked at his features, examining them. She saw a scar that covered his left eye and stretched all the way over his left ear. He was muscular, and strong. Their owner was tall, and had red silky cloth covering his body. She found herself looking into a pair of amber gold eyes. His eyes beamed at me, and I was lost in their pool of gold.

Looking into his eyes, she saws pain, anguish, suffering; but none of this could be told by his the rest of his features. For he wore a stone face.

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"Only the eyes can tell you someone's emotions, the truth, and how their past was. Look to the eyes of someone's eyes if you want to learn something about them. But remember, only their lips can tell you what has happened to them in their past. Remember that Katara." Said Gran gran, in a small igloo at the South Pole.

"I always will, Gran gran." Katara said to her grandmother.

When Katara realized that she was staring intently, her cheeks blew up in heats of reds. Quickly she averted her eyes to the ground and stood up and brushed herself off. Katara offered her hand to assist the teen she had collided with. She figured he was a bout seven-teen years old.

Katara immediately said, "I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going. Let me help you. I can tend and heal your wounds for you. What is your name?" She said in a friendly matter, and then, just then, put everything together-

ZUKO!

But she saw the look in his eyes. Katara swiftly sat down at his side, and uncapped her water pouch. Bending the water out of the water skin, the water formed a swirling glove of water on her hand. She gently put her hand, with the water glove, on his forehead to relax him, and take away some of the pain for a little while.

Zuko had a few blows from the earthbending Di Le elite squadron. The rock came at a very fast rate, and firebending didn't have that great of an effect on earth; but he was able to defend himself as he shattered rocks and boulders that came his way. To make it worse, he had to dodge fire, and lightning, that Azula was shooting at him, as well.

Suddenly, rocks were coming form all side, and the lightning and fire shooting at him had increased! Zuko took a deep breath, and created a huge firewall all around him and shot it at his enemies. He knocked out a dozen or so Di Le, but they seemed to be an endless supply of them!

Out of the corner of Zuko's eye, he saw a blot of lightning coming at him. He didn't have enough time to block the lighting, and he knew it. But then Uncle was there! He took a stance and quickly redirected the lighting into him ad shot it back at Azula.

Azula fell to the ground, in both shock and pain. The Di Le saw their leader fall. They intensified, fighting harder and harder. Then, a rock came at Uncle Iroh, and he was knocked out. When Zuko saw this, he knew he was next.

Zuko gathered up the remaining fire he still had within him, and took a deep breath, focusing on his chi. He opened up his eyes and created another firewall, and blew it at the Di Le, even fast than the last time. He knocked out every single Di Le agent that had survived from his first blow.

Knowing Zuko only had a second to spar, he had to get away form this place and fast! Lightning shot out of nowhere, and hit Zuko in the stomach. He gripped his stomach that was in pain, blood gushing out in a rapid stream.

Zuko spun around and shot a fireball at whom ever had struck him. Azula fell to the ground and was out again. Zuko took this chance, and ran as fast as he could away from the fighting zone.

Zuko ran, and ran; blood gushing from his stomach and he cupped his hand over the wound. He ran faster and faster, not caring if he left a trail of where he had gone, he just needed to get away from that place.

Gradually weakening by ever step he took, he still plunged on and on in to the woods. Slowly his run turned into a jog, and then into a slow walk. Pain surged throughout his body, sweat dripped from his forehead, and his breath was at an uncontrollably east rate. He tried as hard as he could to control his breath, but it didn't seem to work.

All of a sudden, he was knocked and pinned to the ground. Zuko tried to get up, but he was unable to move because of the loss of blood. He was also whiter than usual, and in pain. He knew, who ever it was, was going to do something to him. So he tried his best to keep his face like stone, unreadable.

When he looked up, he saw a young girl of fourteen, on top of him. He noticed, that she was looking at his face; but was surprised to discover that she wasn't looking at his scar, but his eyes.

He looked into her eyes, and saw calmness, yet roughness of an ocean was contained in her eyes. Suffering, pain, anguish, shown in her eyes; yet there was calmness to them: they shown of courage, strength, worry and concern. Here sapphire eyes were breathtaking. Never in Zuko's life had he seen such blue eye. And that close, in a matter of fact.

She looked away and stood up, saying, "I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going. Let me help you. I can tend and heal your wounds for you. What is your name?" Trying to avoid his eyes.

After a second, she looked down at me, and sat down next to me. Her hand felt icy-cold as she applied her hand to my forehead. Her hand was to cold, but they where calming and relaxing.

I looked into her eyes again. I saw something new sparkling in her eyes that I didn't see before. Her face shown full of concern as well the willingness to help me. She had that motherly look, all of a sudden. Her eyes were soft and comforting. She reminds me of my, MOTHER! Remembering that his mother had left him when he was a young boy, I was sad. But looking into her, I smiled and asked, "Mother?" Then everything went dark.

Katara looked down at Zuko. His face full of emotions, that she never knew a firebender could have. There was a look in his eyes, like he had lost someone very dear to him. His eyes began to water, and then, he smiled. As if something wonderful had just happened to him. I cheeks blew of heaps of reds again.

"Mother?" Zuko asked lovingly. I softly shook my head, and said, "Zuko, I'm Katara, the water tribe peasant. Why do you ask if I am you mother?" Said Katara softly, not wanting to hurt him. But before she could finish, he closed his eyes.