Kryptonite

One Shot. Zuko's POV

Disclaimer: I no own, you no sue! If I owned Avatar, this would be in the story line, now wouldn't it?

I sit here, in a cell, awaiting my execution. I failed to capture the Avatar, and on top of that, I dishonored my whole nation. Well, according to my father I did. I actually refused to continue my quest to capture the Avatar; it seems as though his words finally got through to me. Those same words echo in my mind, 'If there wasn't a war, do you think you and I could have been friends?' The infinte wisdom of being twelve seems boundless. When I was twelve, I knew that everything would turn out okay. When I was twelve, I would have gladly been that boy's friend. We probably would've been thicker than theives, Aang and I, if not for my father and this stupid war.

I don't understand why the Fire-Nation feels the impulse to destroy everything. I felt that impulse at one time too, yet I still do not comprehend why.

It's funny, when I was twelve, my mother was alive still, but after she died when I was thirteen, Father Dearest took it upon himself to disiplen me. Before that, Mother had been my teacher. I strongly suspect that my father killed her.

After Father banished me, I made a vow never to love another person again. Boy, I broke that one big time. I fell in love with a beautiful young girl, truly a warrior and one of a kind. The firs time I saw her, I despised her, but as I encountered her those many times on my quest, I realized that my hatred was really myself being the cowered I am. (When it comes to love.)

Finally, I announced my intention of stopping my ridiculous quest to the Avatar and his friends. At first they were wary, and rightfully so, I would have been in the same frame of mind. After a time they began to trust me, and then the question came up, as I knew it would, "So, why do you have that scar?" I then proceded to repeat my life story to my new found friends. They were so empathatic, it was scary. She even offered to heal my scar, an offer I leapt upon. Anything to be closer to her, mentally or physically. Yes, as you've probably figured out, I fell in love with Katara. I was head over heels in love, and happy. I finally had what I had always longed for, a family. Aang had finally mastered the other two elements, and I was teaching the very basics of Fire bending along with my uncle. Then my father found us.

His troops took my friends in captivity, and I tried desparetly to fight, along with Aang and Katara. Then they took Aang. Katara and I managed to hide for a while, but we both knew it wouldn't last. When I heard the troops approaching, I took a deep breath and whispered, "Katara, there's something I need to tell you." But I never got to finish my sentence; the Fire benders were upon us. As they dragged us apart, I professed my feelings at the top of my lungs. I knew I was crying, and I could see her crying as well, the last thing I ever heard her say was, "Fine time to tell me, you adorable asshole."

Father informed me later that the two 'water tribe scum' had been elimated, and Aang was undergoing tourture. I cried and screamed until the tears wouldn't come and my voice was gone. My father mocked me for having compassion twords others, and I spit on him. Got a pretty bruise for that. Now I am powerless. The only thing I am allowed to do is write this all down. I have no illusions that anyone will read this but myself, and I am sure my father will burn this. I sit here, in a cell, awaiting my execution and writing.

Well what'cha think? Should I keep going, what? Love all reveiws,

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