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Aang sat in the prison cell, tears streaming down his face

Aang sat in the prison cell, tears streaming down his face. He had failed. He had failed the world, he had failed his friends, and most of all, he had failed Katara.

Aang looked around him. Sokka and Suki clung to each other, despair on their faces. Toph sat in a corner, her back to Aang and the others. Zuko sat next to him, looking deep in thought. Probably thinking of an escape plan. Whatever. Whatever it was, it wasn't going to work. Nothing would. There was no hope.

No hope. Aang shuddered. Katara always had believed there was hope. But then again, Katara wasn't here. In fact, soon she wouldn't even be alive. There was no hope.

No. I can't believe that. There has to be a way.

Suddenly, Aang was filled with a tremendous power. Could it be the Avatar State? No, this felt different. Better. It felt warmer, more full than the Avatar State. Much more powerful.

It was love.

Aang's spirit seemed to lift from his body, but he was still vaguely aware of bending the metal bars in half and breaking them to pieces, and running through the halls, shooting fire at anyone who got in his path. Soon he was out in the open, running towards the courtyard, where the ceremony had begun.

He hoped he wasn't too late.


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