AN: Alright, allow the flashbacking(which isn't a real word btw) to begin! I'm so happy with the reviews that I've been getting and I hope you all enjoy this next part of the story. This is dealing with Katara...if you didn't figure that out below, but I'm sure you have. So enjoy and let me know what you think yea? I hope that it will be at your standards...also, each person's flashback ends where another's begins...it as if the other person is telling the next segment of the story, but in their own words. Ok, I've rambled long enough, enjoy!

The constant rocking of the ship seemed to relax her, the moaning sounds that crept from the bowls of the ship allowed her to feel as though she were on the Fire Nation Naval ship that she and Zuko had rode when they went out to Ember Island…the place where everyone finds their true selves.

She smiled as she remembered the fun they had had on that island, how on that island she and Azula had become friends, how she had openly admitted her feelings for a certain Prince and how she began to finally feel at peace during her captivity. But her smile soon faded, she would be returning to the Fire Nation as a prisoner of war and instead of dealing with Ozai, she would be dealing with the 'snake of a man' as Zuko had put it to her, Zhao.

Hearing the stories of that man, the things he had done, the things he tried to accomplish made her skin crawl in detest and anger. She didn't wish to be in the same room with him, let alone be anywhere near him. But alas, she knew that as the new proclaimed Fire Lord, he would be the one to sentence her to her fate and for some reason, she yearned for death.

Suddenly the ship swayed a bit frantically, jostling the three women around in the hull, jumbling them around a bit and it was here that Katara's mind frantically searched the depths of her memory, finding the exact one that she had forgotten.

Flashback:

When they had seen the soldiers approach, Katara along with Zuko, Azula and Nikko made their way towards them in a frantic hurry. They could not allow this crazed woman to get her hands on Aang.

At first she did not even think of where the young Airbender could be, but once she and the others had begun to attack, a noise that caught everyone off guard was the sound of fabric ripping, screams erupting from the throats of soldiers and the deadening sound of a crash. Aang had already managed to sink an airship, keeping only a minimal round of soldiers to attack.

Once she and the others had finished off the soldiers, they had seen Toph, managing to hold up a bridge made of earth that stretched across the ravine, parts of it crumbling slowly, but no one doubted Toph's ability to hold the bridge up, let alone get everyone else across safely.

"Hurry up guys! I can't hold it much longer!" she yelled at them, demanding that we go as fast as possible.

Leaping from the temple to the bridge, they had made our way across, climbing up the small space till we were finally up onto the edges face.

It was there that they saw Jet fighting wildly with the remaining soldiers, Suki and the woman fighting in a frantic never ending battle…and some guy, resting on a rock, looking at his weapons? What was that about?

Suddenly a cry pierced the air and they turned to see Suki had fallen, her hand clasped round her arm. When she had pulled her hand away slowly they had seen blood seep into the fabric of her clothing, her hand soaked in it as she rose, flinging out her fans defiantly. She wasn't going to give up in this fight, Katara readied her water, thrusting it forward towards the man sitting on the rock, and neither was she.

End of Flashback

Gasping loudly Katara's hand clasped round her head, suddenly remembering what had happened. Her eyes frantically searched the hull and they rested with ease on the two figures, sleeping soundly now in their respected corners.

As long as they were together, they would be alright.

Short and sweet, but tell me what did you think?