AN: Ok so here is another flashback scene. These are short and sweet, but as I said before, there will be two flashbacks that will reveal everything from two different view points. I will tell you who they are. They will be Neara's and Sokka's. So yea, let me know what you think. This is the second chapter I've added so if your reading this one, but havent read the other, then go back a page! Ok, I hope you enjoy...this is Aang's flashback. Ok, enjoy guys!

The cool night air slapped against his rigid body, the natural pull of the elements tugging away at his very being as he sat there, perched atop his bison, overlooking the temple, keeping watch.

He sighed heavily as his eyes scanned over the twelve bodies that laid huddled together, his heart mourning for the three that were not there.

'Katara,' he thought as he turned back towards the ravine, his grip tightening on his staff.

He remembered the events of the early morning hours as if it had happened not only moments ago.

Flashback:

The sound of metal hitting metal, groans and grunts, screams of terror and shrills of attack filled his ears, but only one caught his attention.

He had flown across the ravine to join the others, seeing that Suki was preoccupied with the female warrior…who he assumed was this Neara person, Jet was busy holding of several soldiers and then there was Katara.

With all the strength she had in her, she summoned water from the moist air around her, gathering a massive amount and lunged it at the stilled figure sitting on the rock, observing the fight with little interest and fiddling with his blade.

Apparently he did not expect someone to attack him, but none the less he was fully prepared.

Leaping from his rock, he landed stealth fully on the ground, inching upwards slowly, his golden eyes never leaving Katara's face. They were narrowed in a deadly glare.

But this did not seem to faze Katara in the slightest, her eyes were narrowed just as dangerously as his and without a moment of hesitation, the two found themselves thrown into an epic battle.

Aang had inched towards her but a hand grasped hold of him and he turned to see a soldier, palm ignited, preparing to blast him into the next century. Hopefully this wouldn't take long. In only a matter of seconds Aang had managed to elude the soldier, knocking the wind out of him, sending him halfway through the jungle with a massive air kick.

A loud thud resonated from the soldier's position deep within the jungle and he grinned with a satisfying appeal.

Then suddenly another appeared out of nowhere, then another and another…until the gang found themselves surrounded by the Fire Nation soldiers, benders and non-benders, all prepared to run them through.

Gripping his glider even tighter, Aang yelled a tremendous yell and charged them, with Zuko and Toph right behind him. They could do this, they had to.

End of flashback

Shaking his head he tried to forget the rest of the day, for it brought too much sorrow to his heart.

How could he have not been able to save her? How could he allow himself to turn and run away when there were those that needed him? What kind of Avatar was he to run away?

Burying his head into his hands, Aang groaned loudly for the first time in hours, allowing his welded up tears to stream down his hidden face.

So what did you think? Like I said, I know its short, but hey it will work out in the end...promise!