A/N: Still posting... At what, 3am? Talk about weird. :) anyway, this chapter is a flashback of when Katara and Sokka's mother died. It might be a little more violent than I expected, hence the T rating. :) enjoy!
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Chapter 2: Painful Memory
I'm running. Running as fast as my little legs can carry me. Through the snow and fighting men. Through the bodies and people screaming battle cries. The Fire Nation had closed in on the south pole. I ran to my igloo, to my mother. "Mom!" I screamed. "Mom! Mom!" But when I bursted into my igloo, to my horror, she wasn't alone.
There was a Fire Nation soldier standing right in front of her.
He towered over my mother, clad in jet black armor with gold and red accents on the edges. His helmet reminded me of a sea raven. It was pointy and the sides looked like bird's wings. He had a murderous stare that almost made me want to curl up into a ball when he turned around to glare at me. I tried to run but he snagged the collar of my coat with his claw-like hands.
"Where do you think you're going little one?" he snarled. His voice was deep and menacing, like someone you know not to mess with. "Is something wrong?" I sneak a quick, worried glance at my mother. She looks at me, the expression on her face looks as though she had just been shot, completely terrified.
The man doesn't miss the exchange. "You mother is a very bad girl," he says, looking down at me with a devilish grin. "It's time that someone punishes her for what she's done."
All I say is, "What?" and everything happens so fast. My mother springs up and punches the soldier, square in the jaw. While the soldier is clutching his face she scoops me up and full-out sprints out the door. The soldier is quick to recover and runs out of the igloo and chases after us. With a swift jump, he grabs onto my mother, and pulls us down. He rips my mother away from me and yells, "You will suffer for that! BOTH of you!"
"STOP!" my mother pleads. "Wait," her look is desperate as she begs the soldier. "Please, leave her alone. Just take me," she said, holding out her wrists. "Take me as your prisoner." The man looked from my mother to me, and back to her again. "I'm afraid I'm not taking prisoners today," he sneers and with a quick, fluid movement, he cut her down right in front of my eyes. She made a noise between a piercing scream and a cry before she falls down on the icy tundra. "NO!" I bawled and collapsed onto the ground. "Mommy! Mommy! You have to wake up! Mommy!" But it was too late. My mother was gone. Forever.
I woke up abruptly in my bed. My pillow was wet with tears. I buried my head in it again, and continued to cry silently into my pillow.
A/N: Well, that was actually not as bad as I thought it would sound but... yeah. Again, another short chapter, I know, I know Im workin' on it. Also, I know these chapters seem uneccesary but trust me, they will be important! It's part of developing the story! Anyway, R&R And see you soon!