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I momentarily feel hurt before realising I have no right to be so wounded emotionally as I chased the Gaang all over the world for the sake of restoring my honour. I was so obsessed with accomplishing said goal and sparking a new found love within my father that I zoned out everything that had no direct association with capturing the Avatar by any means necessary.

And if it were not for the fact that Uncle was training me in the ancient art of fire-bending that I yet had the opportunity to master, I would probably have deserted him a long time ago. I was selfish and narrow-minded, and I didn't realise how much my Uncle truly loved me; the kind of love that I always wished my father would have for me, his own son and heir to the Fire Nation throne. But alas, it wasn't meant to be for I fear that if it were not for the fact that I am the first born, he would have chosen Azula over me whom would rule the Fire Nation and the entire world with an iron fist with a tyrannical rule.

So I really have no right to appear wounded. They are right, if they were willing to allow me to join peacefully, I would seriously reconsider their judgement. They would be quite stupid to allow me to join without any qualms.

It appears that the blind noble earth-bender girl is on my side and I can only hope that she is as influential as she seems. Perhaps, she can alter their perceptions of me as she wasn't part of the Gaang when rage utterly consumed me. She joined when Azula was sent to capture the Avatar; when I was demoted in my father's eyes. She is one whom can see me with clear eyes metaphorically speaking. She is incredibly intuitive and I trust her judgement whole heartedly. She isn't easily tricked and she can tell from a person's persona if they are genuine or not.

Katara seems quite fond of her. That is, when they aren't arguing which seems to occur quite often but regardless, I can see the love they all share for one another. It seems incredible to me that people who are not family can love each other like siblings when for the most part, my family are pretty much devoid of affection and amity.

The whole Gaang have been shocked into noisy silence for the better part of five minutes. Let me explain this. They were so quiet and yet the wary glances they shot one another seem to speak volumes that appears disproportional.

Katara is the first to break the silence and as usual, she doesn't disappoint.

"How dare you! Toph may say you are speaking the truth but I know you and whilst that may be the case, somewhere down the line, you are going to disappoint me- I mean, us and then we will be back to square one again. And I- I mean, we don't have the time to deal with such pain. I-I mean, we have only so much time and frankly, I would prefer to bath with hippo-bears than to spend time with you," she vehemently declares.

I notice her repeated mention of my betrayal to her and I can't fault her as such. I did betray as I did my Uncle. Nobody with the notable exception of Toph seem to notice her lapse with the use of the personal pronoun I. So they don't know. Well, whilst they seem to be aware of a certain amount of what occurred on that fateful day, they don't seem to know that we confided in one another in relation to our mothers?

Her declaration that she would rather spend time with hippo-bears while harsh also seems quite fitting for a betrayal of such a nature.

It seems like she is only gathering her reserves of energy to chew me out some more.

"And let's not forget that because of you, Aang nearly died! I was going to heal your scar!"

Again cue gasps of theatrical shock.

"Is that true? Katara, is that really true?" Sokka, the boomerang guy whom always seems to be the butt of every elemental joke, asks.

"Yes, yes, it is true. And I know that what I did is incredibly wrong and I deserve to be punished. If you won't take me as a friend, will you take me as a prisoner?"

And with that, I throw myself on the ground in front of Katara's feet. Usually, I am not so submissive needless to say. And I don't mean that in a perverted sense. But in this situation, I see no other solution.

Katara's azure eyes seem to flash with the lightning I try so hard to bend but ultimately fail.

She storms off in the opposite direction leaving me confused as to what the current situation is. Am I in? Am I definitely out?

We are left gazing in confusion and a mutual understanding at the place where Katara once stood. That is, Katara definitely sees me as the scum of the earth. I am hit with an unrelenting wave of remorse once more. The tension is palpable and it seems to overcome every fibre of my being. Apparently, I am not the only who is finding it tremendously awkward.

"Um, I guess you can join us. I'll show you to your room, I suppose," Sokka says whilst scratching his head ineptly.

Yeah, this is the start of a whole new loving relationship whereupon every individual in this 'residence' despises my guts. And yes, I am being sarcastic.

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