How are you guys doing? I know that I've been taking longer time to post new chapters, but midterms have kept me busy. I'm still not done yet. My motivation to write hadn't been the same since last month. As always I appreciate the follows, favorites, and reviews for my stories.

"Aaaaaaaaannngg...", a drowsy voice called out to him.

Aang's mother was calling out to him and from the sound of her voice, he can tell that she was doing it again. She had just injected herself with some substance that was stored in her needle and it would make her strangely happy. The seven-year-old boy walked out of his room and went straight to the living room where he found his mother laying on the couch. On the coffee table he could see the needle she used to inject herself with. He looked to her right arm and noticed a rubbery rope tied around it. Aang hated getting needle shots from the doctor and could never understand why his mother would be so willing to give herself shots almost every day.

"Yes mommy?", he spoke to her as he stood in front of the couch. She reached out to him with both arms.

"Come here sweetie…Mommy wants to hold you", she requested. Aang saw no reason to deny it, he loved his mother after all. He climbed on to the couch and fell into her arms. She wrapped her arms around him and held on to him with a tight grip.

"You know that mommy loves you very much don't you?"

"I do know. I love you too mommy", Aang answered as he nuzzled against her.

"You're such a good boy Aang. Mommy is so happy to have such a good little boy" his mother drowsily kissed his forehead. Aang giggled from the tickling sensation he felt from her kiss. "I just know that you'll make your future wife happy"

"Mommy!" Aang cried out in embarrassment. Leave it to his mother to bring up his future love life.

"Oh, don't be so embarrassed sweetie…Eventually you're going to fall in love." His mother chuckled.

"I'm only seven years old mommy. I don't even know a thing about love. How would I even know if I was in love with someone?"

"You just will and when you do fall in love then you'll find yourself willing to do just about anything for them…unlike your dad…" his mother's voice faltered at the mention of his father. Aang already knew that the subject of his father was a touchy one for her. When talk of his father came up, his mother's face showed a mixed expression of anger and sadness. She was never happy talking about him so Aang chose not to ask about his father. Aang stopped caring for who his father was and felt that his mother and uncle Gyatso were enough for him. He didn't need his father to be happy.

In his mother's arms, he eventually fell asleep. The next morning, he woke up still on the couch in her arms. As Aang rubbed his eyes, he felt a rumble from his stomach. He needed to eat some breakfast. He turned to his mother and noticed a white foamy substance drooling from her mouth. Not thinking much of it, Aang nudged her shoulder to wake her up but she would not move.

"Mommy wake up. I'm hungry" He urged his mother, but nothing was working. He nudged her some more and she still would not wake up. Aang started to get scared.

"Please get up mommy…wake up! MOMMY!", he tried waking her by smacking her shoulders. It did nothing.

"MOMMY!"

"I called my uncle on her cell and everything became a blur from then on. Turns out the substance my mom was shooting into herself was heroin. She was dead before I even woke up. I didn't think I would ever be happy again…until I met you Katara. It wasn't until I moved here and met you in school that I remembered her last words to me. I fell in love with you and realized my mom was right…I would do anything for you Katara." Aang recounted.

Before this night, all he had told Katara was that his mother died from a drug overdose. He never gave her a detailed description of what happened until now. His last conversation with his mother reminded her of her own talk with her mother on the subject of love.

"When you love someone like I love your father, you will do anything for that person."

Aang's mother had practically said the same thing to him. Katara pressed her forehead against his and spoke.

"My mother said the same thing to me before the accident. To think that if we had just told each other how we felt then neither of us would have killed anyone"

"Do you regret what you did?" Aang wondered. Katara took a minute to think back on what she had done before answering him.

"Honestly Aang…I don't. If I had to kill another girl to be with you then I won't even think of hesitating." She admitted. Even knowing now that there really was no point in killing Koko or On Ji since Aang had always loved her, she still did not feel any remorse for her actions.

Aang pulled his head back and nodded, "I feel the same."

"I thought air benders had a rule against taking a life though."

"We do. Normally I would be against any sort of violence but with Jet and Haru, I didn't hesitate. I couldn't let them get close to you" Aang stated as he put one hand on Katara's right cheek. She leaned on to his hand and held his other hand.

"Tell me what you did to them. I want to know." Katara was still surprised with Aang's admission of murdering Jet and Haru. She had always thought that he was never capable of being so violent but now she wasn't sure what to think anymore.

Aang sighed, "The first person I killed was Jet. When you told me how he touched you I wanted to get my hands on him…"

One year ago

Needless to say, Aang was pissed off. In his mind Jet went too far. When Katara found him drinking with Zuko, she had told him of how Jet tried to get a squeeze from her butt.

"Do you want me to deal with him?" he asked.

Katara just shook her head, "Nah, I already slapped his face. The guy is a total tool. I just want to forget about him."

"Well what better way to do that than to drink some Hennessey and coke?" Zuko suggested as he passed her a red cup which Katara graciously took. Aang raised his cup to them.

"A toast to forgetting that asshole Jet" he stated, and the three friends clinked their cups together and drank. Aang, however wasn't going to let it go.

'I'm definitely fucking him up. A worm like him won't get away with touching my goddess.' Aang thought to himself as he worked out a plan.

A week had passed since then and Aang watched Jet's every move. Through his surveillance, he was able to find Jet's hang out spot with his Freedom Fighters gang at an abandoned warehouse outside of town. From what Aang knew about the warehouse, it used to be a factory for face masks crafted by a medical company that eventually outsourced to the production to countries in Asia ten years ago. Since then the warehouse had become a hang out spot for delinquents.

Normally Jet was always with one of his fellow gang members but luckily for Aang, he was by himself in the warehouse this time. All of the freedom fighters left for home, leaving Jet by himself smoking in the warehouse. The time for action was now. Aang jumped down to the front entrance and air bent the doors wide open. Jet stared at him stunned at the entrance that the air bender just made.

"The hell you think you're doing here air boy?" Jet questioned with an irritated tone in his voice. Aang, not affected by Jet's antagonizing, strolled into the building and immediately shut the door behind him.

"Pest control. There is something in here that needs to be squashed" Aang replied.

"The only bug I see here is you. Don't think I don't know about how attached to the hip you are with Katara" Jet smirked as he pulled out his blades, "Maybe after I kick your ass I can finally show Katara what a real man looks and feels like"

"After I'm done with you, you're never going to put your filthy hand on her again." Aang retorted as he cracked his knuckles.

"So that's what this is about? Did I rile her up that much that you had to come here and fight for her honor? Guess I left a good impression on her. I like a girl that plays hard to get after all. I'll be sure to give her a good time"

Aang had heard enough and immediately jumped at Jet. When he got close enough, Aang swung his leg to kick but Jet took a sidestep and dodged the attack. Jet swung his hooked blades at him but missed when Aang jumped back. Jet charged towards Aang, but before he could reach him, he felt his feet sink into the ground. He looked down to his feet to see that they encased into the ground, halting his ability to move.

"What the hell?!" Jet cried out. He looked to Aang who just had a smug smirk on his face. Before Jet could say anything else, Aang sped up to him and threw a punch. His fist connected to Jet's face and knocked him backwards. Aang used his air bending to pull Jet back towards him and grabbed his shirt with his left hand. Jet had already dropped his blades after getting punched by Aang and was now defenseless. As Aang held Jet with his left hand, he repeatedly threw more punches at Jet's face with his right hand.

"DON'T"

Bam

"EVER"

Bam

"TOUCH"

Bam

"MY GODDESS"

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Jet's face swelled from the repetitive attacks from Aang. The air bender then stomped his foot on the ground, freeing Jet's leg from the ground. Aang grabbed one of Jet's dangling arms and pulled. With great force, Jet was thrown down to the ground. His body bounced hard against the ground.

"GAHHH!" the older boy cried out in agony.

"You're pathetic", Aang taunted. Jet's anger rose and he jumped up from his back to his feet. He threw a right hook at him but Aang caught it. Jet attempted to hit him with a left hook but Aang stopped him again.

With both of Jet's hands in his, Aang had come up with a devious idea and had a mischievous wide smile on his face. Jet couldn't tell what his adversary was thinking until he felt his hand instantly burning.

"YAAAARRRRRRRRGHHHHH" he screamed out in pain as his hands smoldered in Aang's grip. He was burning Jet's hands with his fire bending. Aang found himself giggling with glee at Jet's screaming. Finally, Aang let Jet go and kicked him to the ground. Jet sat up and looked to his burned hands and back up to Aang.

"I THOUGHT YOU WERE JUST AN AIR BENDER!"

"Turns out that I can bend more than just air" Aang replied, crossing his arms.

"You're the Avatar…" Jet muttered as the realization hit him.

"DING! DING! DING! That is correct" Aang clapped his hands mockingly, "You are also the first to face the Avatar's wrath!"

"What did I do to deserve the Avatar's wrath? I never did anything to you!"

"You didn't do anything to me personally, but you did put your hands on my Katara" Aang pointed out.

"All this for that slut?! She's ain't that special! Just because I touched her you had to do this to my hands?!" He exclaimed, raising his burnt hands up. Aang's left eye twitched. Jet not only had the nerve to touch Katara like he did at the party and was now insulting her. Aang wasn't going to take that lightly.

"NO ONE INSULTS MY KATARA!" Aang yelled out as he shot his arm out and grabbed Jet's throat. Before Jet could say anything else, Aang smacked his hand on mouth. "Let's see how much you talk after this!"

Within Jet's open mouth he felt a flame burst and shot on to his tongue. His screams were muffled by Aang's palm. He tried shaking his body to get out of Aang's grasp, but the air bender kept him down. The insides of Jet's mouth scorched, and the fire spread further into his body, burning his inner organs, including his heart. Jet's vision had started to darken and the last thing he saw before his eyes burst from the flames was Aang's sadistic smile.

Seeing Jet's eyes explode the way they did take Aang by surprise. He pulled his hands back from Jet's body, dropping it to the ground. The flames within Jet's body were still going and burning through the rest of his internal organs. From the outside, Aang could see Jet's body darken. He took a step back as he realized what just happened.

"What have I done?" Aang asked. He put his hands on his head and retraced everything that just occurred.

'I didn't want him touching Katara again, but I didn't mean to kill him! I'm an air nomad, I'm supposed to respect and preserve all life…not take it. Oh spirits…what would Katara think if she saw what happened here? I only attacked Jet as pay back for what he tried to do with her. I did it for her. Maybe she would understand that…right?

NO! I can't risk letting her or anyone else find out! The less Katara knows, the better.'

Aang looked back down at Jet's burning corpse. 'I have to get rid of the body'

Aang blew out the fires that came out of Jet with his air bending. He pulled the body up and dragged it to the building entrance. Aang opened the door and looked out for anyone. Luckily, it was still just him and Jet in the area. No one was around to see what happened. He wasted no time grabbing his glider that he kept to the side of the warehouse. Aang opened the glider and adjusted the body on the glider. Once he settled Jet on him and the glider, Aang took off into the sky. He made sure to fly high enough so that no one on the ground could see him in the sky.

Thirty minutes later, Aang had arrived at his intended destination. The Shu forest was an area most people avoided due to the wild animals in the area. It was the perfect spot to hide a body. As soon as he landed, Aang ripped Jet's body off him and the glider. He couldn't stand the smell that came from the burnt corpse. "Geez Jet, you really stink", Aang said to him knowing that Jet couldn't respond to him.

Aang closed his glider and stomped the ground, opening a hole. He grabbed Jet and tossed him in there without a care in the world. Aang stomped the ground again, this time closing the hole with Jet's body in it. No one would find it. Aang started to feel like a weight was finally lifted off his shoulders and had an epiphany. He didn't feel bad about what he did to Jet. In fact, it felt like the right thing to do for him. Aang was more worried about Katara or anyone else finding out about what he did.

'I did it for Katara…my Katara. No one but me is allowed to get close with such a beautiful goddess. I'll be damned if some other guy tries to take her from me.'

With all that done, Aang took off to the sky. He eventually made it back to his house. He turned his phone back on which showed a missed call and texts from Katara. Before confronting Jet, Aang made sure to turn his phone off so that he wouldn't be interrupted.

I tried calling you earlier, but the call went straight to voice mail.

Is everything okay?

Call me as soon as you can!

Aang tapped on the call icon. Katara picked up after the first ring.

"Aang!" He loved hearing her voice in his ear.

"Hey Katara. Sorry I didn't pick up when you called. I forgot to charge my phone and it went dead while I was helping my uncle with some grocery shopping." Aang hoped that she would believe him.

"Oh okay. I'm just glad nothing is wrong. I was worried when you didn't call me back for a while." 'YES!', she believed him.

"You worry too much. So what's up?"

"Nothing really. I was bored. I was having fun earlier annoying Sokka but eventually I got bored of that too so I figured I could annoy you instead." Katara giggled. It was music to his ears and hearing it so close made him hard. Holding his phone in his left, Aang put his right hand inside his pants and boxer briefs and stroked himself. The night ended with him and Katara talking on the phone for a while before sleeping.

Present day

"Wow…" Katara murmured as she processed what she had just heard. He made sure not to hold back any details and told her almost everything. Aang didn't have it in him to tell her that he was touching himself while on the phone with her that night. 'She doesn't really need to know about that', he thought to himself.

"I just never really thought you had it in you to kill anyone. You never even hurt an insect once, I still remembered how you took a spider in your hand and let it outside when we were kids" Katara sighed.

"Well Spiders aren't really insects anyway plus it wasn't going to intentionally hurt you. If it did then I would have no problem stomping it" Aang replied grinning.

"You didn't have to hurt Jet for me Aang."

"I know that, but I just felt like I had to, and I don't regret what I did to him. I couldn't let him get away with sexually harassing you Katara" Aang explained, "Are you disappointed in me?"

"You could never disappoint me. You're my sweet angel after all", Katara cupped his face with her hands, "I don't really care that Jet is dead, I just don't want you to get caught by the police. I don't think I would be able to handle anything with you in prison."

"I'll do anything for my beautiful goddess. Plus, I wouldn't worry too much about the police. No knows where Jet's body is buried, and everyone assumed he left the town. So I'm in the clear" Aang assured her. Katara was satisfied with that and eagerly pressed her lips against his. He wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled her closer to him. They were both in a state of euphoria as their kiss became more passionate. Even after dating two months of dating, the two just couldn't get enough of each other. They finally broke apart for some air and stared into each other's eyes for a moment.

Katara then remembered that Aang still hadn't told her about Haru.

"What about Haru? I never really paid attention to him that much, but I don't think he was a jerk like Jet was"

Aang nodded his head, "He wasn't, but he was good-looking, and interested in you…I couldn't let him come near you."

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