I am going to change just a few things from the first chapter. I really didn't want to repost the chapter when I only changed minor details.

First off: lycans will have blue eyes, not green. It didn't hit me until I was writing this chapter that I put green eyes instead of blue.

Second: when Ozai says "You, you're the little lycan who escape the raid ten years ago! So…how does it feel to watch your mother's death?" I am changing it to both of her parents, not just her mother. Both of her parents will die on the same day.

Third: Katara was 8 years old when her parents were killed, not 7 years old.

Fourth: at the end of the story, Zuko won't say anything. They just looked at each other.

That is about it for making slight changes in the story

I also moved up the rating because of reasons. When I was writing the second part, I thought that it was rated M not T.

To clear one thing that some people have asked about: There is no bending.

If you haven't notice, this story sounds like the movie Underworld. I didn't mean for it to sound like it but it did. However I am stealing one thing from the second Underworld: Marcus is able to 'see' what ever people see from tasting their blood. Katara will have this ability, but it has a twist in it.

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Pervious:

She turned her attention towards Katara and Zuko. "There is one way to end this senseless war, my son. There must be a marriage between a powerful, respected vampire and a lycan," Ursa said with a smile and added, "However; I want this marriage to be out of love not forced."

Katara and Zuko looked at each other with black faces. They both knew that they were the ones to be married and they would be ending a terrible war. However, they still had rage against each other. He was a vampire and she was a lycan.


Now:

Katara knew what Ursa was going to say, but it still came as a shock to her. She glanced at Zuko and couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. Katara felt something that night on the cliff, but banished it from her head because she knew that they could never be together. He was a vampire and she was a lycan. Could he ever love a lycan with a dark past?

Zuko was still in shock from what Katara said earlier to his father. He barely heard what his mother was saying. Zuko felt something that night on the cliff, but didn't want to think about it because they could never be together. He was afraid that she didn't share the same feelings and hasn't about to make a fool out of himself in front of his mother, father, and sister. She was a lycan and he was a vampire. Could she ever love a vampire with a difficult past?

Ursa was trying to read each of their faces. She knew both teenagers since they were young. She kept her relationship with a lycan hidden from everybody, even her children and husband. Their family had a strong bond and they didn't keep many secrets from each other. This is how Ursa knew of Katara's past. She would let Katara decide if she wanted Zuko to know about their past because it intertwined with her past.

Her eyes swept over Katara to see a blank expression. Ursa frowned to herself as she saw this. After all the years that she had known Katara, Katara never show emotion in her face around her enemies. Did Katara still considered them enemies? Ursa wouldn't blame Katara for holding a grudge against her husband and brother-in-law.

Ozai was a ruthless king with a black heart. That is how most people would describe her husband. However, he only acted that way to cover his true feelings. Ursa loved her husband very much, but disagreed on how he ran his country. Her brother-in-law, Azulon was truly cold, evil, and ruthless. His wasn't an act, it was real. It was her husband and her brother-in-law who put Katara's life through hell.

Her eyes danced over Zuko's face. Ursa smiled to herself as she saw a surprised and shocked face. Her son always showed emotion and wasn't afraid of expressing it. She heard from Azula how Zuko acted towards Katara throughout the trip.

Katara knew that Zuko wasn't like his father or uncle, but he looked so much like them. Her mind wondered back to the day that changed her life forever.


That pervious night had been warm and the air smelled like fresh grass. A young girl of 8 summers was helping her mother with breakfast. The young girl was cutting bread when she heard humming. Her black pants hugged her sides, while her dark green shirt blew in the wind. The young girl looked up to see her sister running towards them with a basket in her arms.

"I got some berries mommy," the girl who was carrying the basket said to her mother.

"Thank you very much Jin," the mother said to her daughter. The young girl of 8 summers glanced up at her mother. The girl wanted so much to look like her mother. Her black silky hair flowed in the air as the warm wind blew against her kind face. Her golden eyes shone brightly with happiness. The young girl hated the way she looked. She was the odd-ball out of the family. Everyone in her family had black hair and golden eyes. The young girl's hands went through her hair and she frowned when she did this. Her hair was a deep rich brown with luscious curls that fell above her shoulders. She hated her hair. Her bright ocean blue eyes changed color with her moods. She hated her eyes.

However, she wasn't just different by appearances. Her personality and gifts were different than her families. The young girl loved adventures and action. She was a dare-devil and loved to push the limits. Her sight and hearing seemed more focused than her sisters. The young girl hated cooking, cleaning, sewing, wearing dresses, skirts, and jewelry. She preferred running through the forest late at night, feeling the wind ripped through her hair. Another thing was their taste in colors. Katara loved the colors black and green because they reminded her of the open forest. Her family seemed to be drawn to red.

The girl sighed and looked back down with a sad face. Her mother noticed this and her smile disappeared. "Why don't you ran along and have some fun, Katara" the mother said to her daughter.

The young Katara looked up at her mother with a smile plastered on her face. She dropped her knife and hugged her mother. Then she took off towards the forest. It wasn't until she was out of sight before she slowed down. She loved the feeling of the wind flying by her.

The hours flew by her until the sun was starting to set beyond the horizon. She made her way back home slowly. She suddenly stopped when a scent went through her nose. That was another difference between Katara and her family. She always seemed to have a better sense of smell.

The scent she smelled sent shivers down her spine and caused her body to shake with fear. She took off at full speed towards her home. The smell of blood always seemed to cloud her judgment and other senses. Katara stopped and tried to regain her judgment. Her mother had told her and her sister about this a few years earlier. If anything happen to her mother or father, Katara was to take Jin and get far away from this place.

She came across their cabin and the smell of blood rushed through her body once more. Katara crept quickly around the cabin to the back with great stealth. This was another gift Katara had that her sister didn't have. She smirked to herself as her mind across that thought. Katara made her way to the back of the cabin and moved towards a pile of grass. She quickly moved the fake grass to revel cellar doors. She opened them and went down the stairs quietly.

Under their cabin was a large basement that only Katara, Jin, her mother, and father knew about and the way threw it. Her father had made a maze of walls throughout the basement to confuse attackers. Katara made her way through and stood quietly with her eyes closed, listening for any movements.

"Shut the fuck up!"

Katara's eyes went open and headed towards the living room. There were trapdoors in each room, one that anyone could see if you opened it and another that was behind the wall. Her mother and father built fake walls around the room that left about 2 feet of space between them. Katara crawled through the space and made her way towards the living room.

She peered out the vent that covered the hole from the room into the small space; she would later regret doing this. Her mother and farther were kneeling on the floor with their hands and feet bond by a chain with their backs facing her. There were about 6 other men in the room with swords at their side. Katara's eyes wide a little bit when she noticed that they all had black hair and golden eyes. The room fell silent as a man entered the room. By looking at the man, Katara figured he was about 30 summers old.

"Well, well, well…what do we have here, men? Save us the trouble Hakoda and tell us where it is," the man said to Katara's father. She could see her father's fist clench with anger. It had been a long time since Katara had heard her father's name said.

"Go to hell Ozai," Katara's mother yelled as she leaned forward. The man, Ozai looked at her with hatred swelling in his eyes. He walked up to her and backhanded her across her bloody face. She fell to the floor with blood running out of her mouth. The scent of blood filled the air again and Katara couldn't help put sniff the air. She knew that it was wrong, but she couldn't help what the smell of blood did to her body. She never told her parents about this feeling because they might think of her as a killer. The sound of a whimper brought Katara out of her trance. She turned her head to see a pair of sadden golden eyes staring back at her.

Jin was about to speak, when Katara put her hand over her mouth. Katara pulled her younger sister into a hug, trying to block out the scent of fearing coming off her sister. "Go to the basement. I want you to grabbed the bag and go to our hiding place. Wait for me there and make sure not to be caught or followed," Katara whispered quietly to her sister. Jin slowly nodded her head and made her way towards the basement.

"Run Katara!" yelled a voice. Katara spun around to see a pair of rough pale hands reaching for her. She screamed and tried to get away. However, the pair of hands had a stronger grip and yanked her out. Katara was kicking and punching the person until they threw her on the floor. She looked up to see her mother's face. It was dark, but she could still make things out. Katara moved into her mother with great speed, but she didn't cry. She would never let her enemies see her in a weak state. She heard a laugh and turned her head to see the man who hit her mother.

"Kana, you never told me that you had a daughter," Ozai said with a frown. Before her parents could answer, another large man walked in with eight other guards at his side. Ozai bowed to the man and stepped to the side.

"These are the peasants who have information about it, Lord Azulon. I also have reasons to believe that they are the protectors of The Stone of Power," Ozai said to the man with a calm voice. Katara wished that Azulon was never there and it was just Ozai. She could handle Ozai, but Azulon was a different story. She could feel the rage and power roll of his body in waves. She gripped her mother harder, but never turned her head or showed emotion in her face.

Azulon nodded his head and looked over the room with eyes of a hawk. He went over to her father's desk and opened the scroll that was lying there. Katara couldn't take it any more; the anger, fear, and curiosity clouded her judgment. "Why do you want my mother and father?" Katara said in a serious voice. The men in the room wore a face of surprise, but quickly masked it. Azulon turned his body and walked towards her with a smile on his face. The smile wasn't a happy or funny one, but a smile full of evil and rage. Katara thought this as he knelt in front of her. Katara figured he was about 25 summers old.

"Please don't hurt her! She doesn't know better! She is only 8 summers old, please don't." Hakoda pleaded as he tried to move in front of his daughter. However the guard behind him grabbed his wrists and yanked him back. Katara could see the fear in his eyes and couldn't help but wonder. She had never seen her father in fear before.

Her head snapped forward as Azulon talked in a loud deep voice, "What makes you think I would hurt such a beautiful girl?" Katara could hear the sarcasm behind his words, but she didn't show any fear. Instead her eyes grew with anger and Azulon noticed this, but kept his mouth shut. His hand gently stroked her cheek and she had to hold back a look of pure disgust. He smiled at this and two fangs became visible.

Katara couldn't take it anymore; his fangs sent her over the edge. Her eyes widen and she jerked her face out of his hands, while her body followed her lead. Surprise, fear, and shock were clearly written over her face. He was a vampire! Her father had told her and Jin stories of vampires, but she never brought them. Katara always thought that the stories were fake because her parents kept telling them that they weren't real and were only a story to scare them.

"I see…your dear parents haven't told you the truth about them," Azulon said while he stood and he several steps back. Katara turned her attention back to her parents to see them both wearing a look of shame. She widened her eyes and quickly spun her head back towards Azulon. His black hair was pulled into a topknot and his golden eyes shone with interest.

Her mind suddenly stopped. Black hair…golden eyes…vampires. Katara jumped off her mother and back away with disbelief in her face. They were vampires! "How…how could you not tell me?" Katara screamed with anger and sadness in her voice.

"We didn't want you to worry honey," Hakoda said with a serious tone. Katara took another step back when she saw her father's fangs as he spoke. Little did she know that with every step she took backwards, the closer she got to Azulon. Katara widen her eyes as a light-bulb went off in her head.

"But I don't have black hair or golden eyes! Am I a vampire too?" Katara asked. They had black hair and golden eyes; she had brown hair and blue eyes. Katara needed to know the truth right now. The guards in the room had their mouths opened with shock and a few gasps were head. She turned around to see everyone in the room like that.

"Your hair isn't black and your eyes aren't golden?!" Ozai asked with a shocked voice. However, Katara didn't answer him. It was dark in the room, but she could see just fine. It was one of those gifts that she had and no one else had.

"This isn't the best…" Kana said before she was cut off by her daughter. Katara yelled in a deep voice, "No! I want to know right now! Why am I so different from you? Why do I have brown and blue eyes, while you have black hair and golden eyes? Why do I have a better sense of smell, sight, and hearing?" Katara was letting her anger cloud her judgment, but she didn't care anymore. She stared right into her father's eyes until his head hung in shame then her eyes swept over to her mother.

Katara didn't even notice that Azulon had moved until she caught movement behind her parents. His golden eyes shined with danger. "This is a surprise! A family of vampires and yet you bare a lycan…" he said as he moved behind Katara. "Tell me what I want to know and I might let your daughter live." At the end of his statement, Katara felt many hands on her body. She fought back with rage until she was completely bond by rope and being held down on her knees. Ozai was holding her between his legs so she couldn't wiggle free. Katara's face held rage and if looks could kill, Azulon would be dead on the spot.

"Don't you dare lay a hand on her!" growled Kana as she bared her fangs at Azulon. Katara and everyone else watch her parents and Azulon. Azulon was laughing and her parents were growing angrier by the second. Azulon came and took Ozai's spot behind Katara. When Ozai got up, Katara saw her chance and took it. She swung her legs and was able to knock Ozai to the ground. Katara was pulled back and her wrists were trapped behind her back and someone's stomach. However, she kept moving and wiggling.

She felt a warm breath on her neck and suddenly stopped her movements. The hairs on her neck stood up and she wanted the cold air to surround her, not the warmth that was coming from a vampire. "Now, now…you have been a bad girl. I think it's time someone put you in your place. Don't you agree Hakoda?" the voice from behind her said in a seductive voice. Katara knew that is was Azulon who was behind her.

Katara kept her head forward and kept it emotionless. Her mother's eyes held fear; the anger had disappeared from her face. "We will do whatever you want us to do, Azulon! Just leave Katara out of this, please" Hakoda said with a pleading voice. Katara could feel a smirk on his face as his kissed her neck. Katara wanted nothing more to kill Azulon, but she promised her father a long time ago on a warm night. Her father caught her with a dead rabbit and its blood covering the ground. Katara didn't know what came over her, but she felt the need to kill and feel the blood. She promised her father that she would never kill anything again and they kept it secret from Kana and Jin.

Katara's eyes widen in her head as her mind crossed her younger sister. Where was she? Was she ok? Did she escape or did they find her? Katara prayed that her sister followed her orders. Suddenly, a thought cross her mind. Was Jin a vampire or a lycan? Katara didn't fully understand what a lycan was, but she had an idea that it was a wolf it creature.

"Jin…" Katara said with a whisper to her mother. Kana looked in her eyes with a sad smile. That was all Katara needed to know, Jin was a vampire. However, Katara didn't understand why she wasn't like them.

"That is a lovely name you have, Katara. You will be screaming mine later," whispered Azulon from behind her. It was meant for her ears alone.

"Fucking bastard, what the hell do you want?" growled Hakoda. Katara noticed that his eyes turn a brighter shade of gold. Laughs went around the room and the guards backhanded both Kana and Hakoda.

"I want The Stone of Power. If you don't cooperate fully…your daughter here will spend the night with me," Azulon growled back, but he wasn't staring at them. His eyes were locked on the girl in front of him. Katara could feel the deep vibrations in her backbone, like a thudding speaker. He nuzzles his face in her neck while he blows onto her skin. She can feel his arms tightening around the middle of her waist, as if she was going to escape.

"We don't know what you are talking about!" yelled Kana as she fought against the guard holding her back. Katara could see the fear and sadness in her eyes. Her mother begs Katara with her eyes to forgive her.

"Too bad for you, I guess. However, I don't mind because I get company tonight…" the voice behind Katara said in a low voice. One of his arms snaked up her body and his hand grip her chin. He forced Katara to turn her head to the side and he kept it there while he moved his face closer. His lips felt like fire when they pressed into her skin. He started on her cheek and slowly made his way down to her neck. He was half way down her neck when he stopped. Katara could feel a smile before she felt fangs scrapping her skin. However he didn't bite into her, Katara could still feel her blood pulsing. He dragged his teeth over her ear and whispered something that Katara couldn't help but shiver at, "I will make you mine, lycan." It was meant for her to hear alone and it was only her, who heard it.

Ozai was standing off to the side with a face of disgust. Katara let her eyes glanced over at him and he gave a quick look of sympathy before he masked it. Ozai would never do something like this, which is what Katara read from his face. She glanced over at the father to see sadness on his face. However, his eyes beg her for forgiveness. She closed her eyes not wanting to think what was going to happen. Her eyes shot open and grew big as she looked over her father and mother. Both wanted her forgiveness…why…did they feel guiltily?

Katara tried to get free and managed to get an arm free. She swung it at her father, her nails digging into his skin. Azulon grabbed her arm and ordered more rope. Katara had managed to loosen her bonds and get her arms free. "You son of a bitch!" Katara yelled at the top of her lungs. Her hands were bonded and back behind her.

Azulon was about to say something, but Katara beat him to it, "You beg forgiveness with your eyes. Why would you need to beg for my forgiveness if you had nothing to hide?" Katara was fighting against her capture, trying to release her anger on her father. The guards wore a confused face, while her parents wore a face of shame.

"You don't understand Katara…" her father began before he stopped and looked away.

"The Stone of Power can be dangerous if in the wrong…" her mother began before Katara scream at her.

"You lair! I know how important it is! Why do you think that family who always came here, tried to befriend us?" Katara screamed at her mother. Kana wore a face of confusion. "Why haven't they showed up again? Have you ever wondered why they stop coming all of a sudden?!" Katara yelled in a loud voice. However, her mother wore the same face of confusion.

"Why don't you ask you loving husband?" Katara growled in a low tone. Kana turned her head towards Hakoda with surprise.

"Keep your fucking mouth shut Katara!" Hakoda yelled back at Katara. However Katara just smirked back with evil behind it.

Katara turn her attention back to her mother to see her staring back at her with confusion. "He couldn't kill them himself; he promised you that he would never kill. So he had me do his dirty work for him. He knew about my strange connection with blood and used it against me. He covered the ground around them with fresh blood from animals and made cuts in their bodies. Blood was sweeping through their wounds and he bonded them with rope and left them there. He took me in the middle of the night there, blood filled my senses. I couldn't control myself and he knew it. He told me to let go of my judgment and act on my senses. But I wouldn't and that made him mad. He pulled out his pair of sais (/osCommerce/images/sai.jpg) and murdered them in cold blood," Katara said in a loud voice to her mother. She was aware that powerful enemies stood around the room and could every word she said, but she didn't care.

She felt a warm breath on the side of her ear. It softly whispered to her, "You feel rage towards your father because he killed others. You feel it towards your mother too because she didn't protect you. I can smell your rage and hatred towards them. Don't try to deny it, Katara."

"I don't deny anything, Azulon," growled Katara with fury behind her voice. She could feel his laugh done her spine. Would her parents let this beast rape her? Would they honestly sit there and watch? Would they keep their mouths shut to save millions of lives, but lose their own child? Questions floated through Katara's mind as she sat there. These questions went through Azulon's mind as well.

Azulon gave a short nod towards Ozai. Ozai walked around them and stood behind Hakoda. "This is your last chance, tell me where The Stone of Power is," Azulon said with a deep voice. Silence was the answer Azulon and Katara were given. Katara's eyes widen as Ozai drew his sword out and held it at her father's neck. Even when the sword was going away form his neck and back with great speed, silence was his answer. Katara didn't think that he would kill him because they needed her father, but she was wrong. The sword came down and a swish sound is all that could be heard. Blood splattered across Katara's face, but she never closed her eyes. His body fell to the floor and his head rolled to the side.

"Kana, where is The Stone of Power?" Azulon said in a serious tone. A tear rolled down her face when Ozai moved behind her. Azulon shook his head while he reached behind him and grabbed a dagger. He held it against Katara's neck and appealed a small amount of pressure, just enough to make several drops of blood fall.

"Everyone get out, NOW!" yelled Azulon in a loud voice. All the guards ran out besides Ozai. Once everyone left the room, Azulon lowered his head and spoke in a low voice, "See brother, I told you that we would have to kill the husband." Brother? Katara looked at Ozai with a careful eye and noticed that Ozai and Azulon share similar features and wore the same tattoo. The tattoo was of a dragon surrounded by fire, on the back of their wrists.

Katara could feel his arms tighten around her waist. The hand with the dagger twisted around, drawing a line of blood out. His other hand was sliding lower until it rested upon her black pant line. His mouth connected with her face and his teeth made their way down too. His teeth scraped across her ear before she felt a hot tongue press against her ear. His touch was like fire, Katara wanted so badly to leave his arms and go into her mother's embrace.

"This is your last chance Kana. If you don't tell me what I want to hear, then your daughter will get to have some fun before she dies," said Azulon with a hint of seduction in his voice.

"What guarantee do I have that you won't hurt her if I tell you what you want to hear?" Kana said in a clam voice. Katara was a bit shocked by this question and curious on the answer. Her mother had to know that he would rape her no matter what she said. Katara barely shook her head, pleading for her mother not to give up.

"You have a word of a Crown Prince Vampire," Azulon said with a hint of pride in it. Katara rolled her eyes, he was use to getting his way and now, they were resisting him. Katara smirked a bit to herself as a thought cross her mind.

"What makes you think that I want to go with you? Maybe I want to stay with the prince. He seems to know me a lot more than you do," Katara said with a wicked voice. "I am the most powerful lycan alive because my blood is that of vampire and lycan. What makes you think that he is going to give me up without of fight? Even with The Stone of Power, I still will have more power. I am already gifted with board swords, archery, sais, and daggers. Imagine me in 10 years, the most powerful creature alive. Anyone with common sense would want me for their side," Katara said with the same tone of voice. She was hoping that her mother read between the lines of what she was saying.

"Kept your mouth shout Katara! Do you want to be killed?! These guys are vampires and they kill lycans," Kana yelled at her daughter. Yup, Katara could tell that she got the message.

"Why would I kill our greatest weapon? She is right about many things. Once she has mastered her full powers, she will be deadly. A weapon that no one would expect; a weapon that other lycans won't know about," Azulon said with pride in his voice. Katara could feel his smirk on her cheek and then it turned into a frown.

"However, I see what you are trying to do, Katara. It isn't going to work and you just sealed your mother's fate," Azulon growled at Katara. He nodded his head towards Ozai and Katara knew what was about to come next. The blade went up and came down with the same noise. However, this time screaming was heard from a young girl of 8 summers. Blood cake her clothes and the tears came with no stop. Ozai clean his sword and put it back in the sheath. His eyes show sadness and forgiveness in them. Katara could barely feel what Azulon was doing until he knelt in front of her.

His hands cupped her tear covered face and pulled her face toward. His lips met hers. She could taste the sweet blood coming from his lip as he forced his way into her mouth. It was weird tasting because she had never tasted blood before. Her eyes jolted open as flashes appeared in her vision. Memories or dreams flashed in her mind.

She saw houses burning down and a village on fire. Mothers and children were running about, trying to escape. She saw people running towards a cabin with weapons and fangs bearing. They went to the house and got the family out. They ran towards the forest. Katara realized that the family had a mother, father, and two little girls. The family was her family about 4 years ago. Her mother was carrying Jin, while her grip on Katara's hand was firm as she drag them away from the fire.

His lips moved lightly across her jaw and down her throat. Katara was still seeing flashes until he was about to sink her fangs in her sweaty skin. Katara didn't know what came over her, but she turned her head and sank her teeth into his hot skin. A scream came out of his mouth as he tried to get Katara off him. However Katara never let go and kept pulling back the skin, so blood would flow out. His nails dug into her skin and this caused her to bit hard. She starting to move her head back and forth, making the skin disappear under the blood.

Katara felt a pair of hands around her middle, but she didn't move an inch. Yells came from the outside and sounds of heavy footsteps could be heard. Katara was yanked off by several soldiers and thrown to the ground. Katara's head was in a daze, the taste of blood filled her senses. Her eyes could barely focus, let alone stay open. Angry voices went around the room, something about a lycan and killing. Katara didn't care what happen to her because her family was dead.

"She is not to be harmed," a voice said from the center of the guards. Azulon tried to sit up, but fell back. Comments rose up again, but he silenced them with one statement, "She has the blood of a lycan and a vampire. She must be kept alive, Ozai." Katara felt arms incasing her and she let them move her outside. It wasn't until she smelled the blood of her sister that she began to struggle. Her sister was alive? Katara had to do something to escape and help her sister.

Katara turned her head and sank her teeth into the flesh of the man who was holding her. He dropped her and went to his knees, clutching his arm in pain. Katara ran as fast as she could into the woods. Yelling was heard and footsteps followed her every move. Katara darted in and out of the tree line and quickly lost them in a maze of trees. Katara hid behind a tree and watch the men head back to her house.

She sank to her knees and hugged herself. The blood was still fresh in her mouth and mind. Katara turned her head again to see Ozai set her house ablaze. They left quickly towards the beach. She leaned back and closed her eyes, trying to think what to do next. A single try rolled down her face.


A quiet cough brought Katara out of her memories. She had forgotten that she was in the same room as Ozai and Ursa. No time had past while Katara was thinking about her past. Katara turned her head to see a young girl carrying a scroll in her hands. The girl walked up to Ursa and got on to her knees to bow. Ursa knelt down and grabbed the scroll. She turned to Katara and Zuko with a serious face.

Katara turn her attention back to Zuko and was wondering about many things. What was he thinking? What did he think of her? Could she ever love him? Was he like his father or uncle?

I hope that everyone enjoyed this chapter. This chapter was about Katara's past. The next chapter is going to be about Zuko's past. Please review, I would love to hear what you have to say.