Disclaimer: Avatar the Last Airbender copyright Dante Dimartino, Brian Konietzko and Nickelodeon Studios.


Curled into the furthest corner of her room, Katara could've been mistaken for the mad princess she'd left hours before. Fingers dug deeper into already bruised flesh with each merciless flash of lightning.

Azula's visit was still too raw; her presence hung ominously in every shadow setting Katara's nerves on edge. Each crack of lightning jolted her, throwing her back to a fiery arena she'd tried her best to forget.

The phantom stench of burnt flesh gagged her, as it once had when a little girl discovered the burning husk of her mother.

Zuko had smelled the same that day.