To all of you out there, I am so sorry for not upating sooner. I had so many things to do this past week I had no time for writing. I also had a very large writer's block and couldn't write anything at all. Here's the next chapter and yes, I know it's a sad ending.

Aang stood in the middle of the battlefield. His hands had been unchained, but he was locked into the room. On each side there were stands, that were empty. But there were still guards everywhere, standing near the doors so he couldn't go anywhere. He was empty handed, but he didn't need anything.

All the training he had done was what he needed at that moment. In front of him, on the one side of the room stood a large fire, roaring to the ceiling with flames. He closed his eyes, readying himself mentally as he waited for the fire lord to emerge. This was it, this was what he had been waiting for, wasn't it?

When the fire started to move around, he looked ahead, just waiting for the fire lord to appear. His fists clenched and his brow started to sweat, but he swallowed the lump in his throat. He wished that his friends were there, but they weren't. They had to get Katara out of there. That was the entire reason that they were there.

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By the time the group made it down to the arena, a fight was already taking place. Zuko came over to the side, where his uncle stood watching the battle and set Katara on the floor. The others, who were quick on their feet behind him, came and watched the two opponents. Aang moved graciously on the platform and while an older man battled with him.

"What's going on?" the prince questioned his uncle.

Iroh looked at Katara wearily, since he'd been carrying her, but didn't say anything about it. Instead, he answered his nephew, "Your father is fighting the Avatar," he stated. "My brother gave him a request before he was put to death and this was it. Ozai feels he has nothing to loose."

The others there stayed silent, watching as punches, kicks and elements were exchanged between the two. As Katara stood there, she stared in shock at her friend. Aang was lashing out with so much anger, it was written all over his face. He was so angry – she'd never seen her like it before and it scared her.

Back and forth, back and forth the fight went on. They both were knocked down several times, but they instantly they were up again and came back stronger. But what scared her was when Aang was knocked down a final time.

When she saw him fall, it happened so slowly. He was hit in the stomach and the expression on his face changed from anger to shock, then pain. Slowly he fell to the ground, flying back. As he stopped, he landed on his side and rolled, landing on his stomach, with his face towards the ground.

Katara went to go to him, but her husband placed his arms around her waist. She looked at him as he held her affectionately, giving her a look. She only nodded, slowing wrapping her hand around the wrist that held her waist.

The Air bender rose to his feet, pushing himself off the ground with an 'oof'. This time, he didn't go to strike Ozai.

Instead, he started to speak, staring at the floor with clenched fists. "You destroy my home, kill my friends," he started, calmly, but acid in his words. "You hunt me down, you hurt innocent people!" he yelled. "You kidnaped Katara and stole her lands!"

He finally looked up and almost everyone in the room felt a chill run down their spine. The look in his eyes was enough to make anyone shiver in fear. His eyes were burning and not in the good way.

"You, Fire Lord Ozai have gotten on my last nerves! I can't stand it anymore!"

With that, his eyes and tattoos started to glow. The air around him started to spin in a perfect sphere around him. In the sphere, water and fire started to form and beneath that, the arena was shaking, tiles moving. The ones watching had to cover their eyes, for the dirt that was being carried in the heavy winds that filled the room hit them.

"What's going on!" Sokka shouted to his sister, the winds so loud that they had to shout.

"He's losing control," Rinoka answered. "All of his energy and power is being pulled together at once. When that happens, the people in his path don't have a chance."

They all glanced at each other with worry. Just as a large rock was about to hit Nira, Haru pulled her out of the way, holding her closer to the ground and to him. The servant girl stared at him, but didn't say anything.

When Suki looked up, her eyes widened. "Uh...now what's happening?"

The sphere around their friend filled with light, growing in size by the second. They looked to Rinoka for an answer and she just shook her head. "I haven't a clue."

Katara watched with horror, for she couldn't see Aang anymore. Even with Zuko embracing her, she felt fear for herself and him. Suddenly a furious scream pierced through the room as the light engulfed them all.

Everyone covered their heads and bent down on the floor. There was a sudden bang and the wind stopped. The noise silenced and the ground stood still. For a moment, there was no movement. Slowly, there was some kind of motion and eyes looked up o the fighters on the arena. Only, neither one was standing.

On the one side, Ozai laid on the floor and didn't move. On the other, laid Aang. He lied in a crater and didn't move, surrounded by ice and burnt out flames.

When Katara saw him, her eyes widened and she bolted out of her husband's grip. "Aang!" she screamed in agony, climbing up to the floor.

She ran over to him, helping him to sit up as she put his head on her shoulder. "Aang," she whispered, shaking him slightly. "Aang, wake up."

Slowly, his mouth moved with a moan and his eyes opened slowly. "Katara," he whispered.

The princess smiled as others came over to her. Iroh went over to his brother, then stood and looked at them. "He's dead."

Zula and Zuko looked at each other with blank stares, not exchanging any words. The fire prince bent down to his wife and knelt behind her.

Her entire attention was on her friend. She smiled at him with tears starting to form in her eyes. "Hey," she said to him. "I'm right here."

He managed a weak smile and reached his hand up to her forehead, touching his palm there. "I was here to stop Ozai and I did," he said. "I'm glad that you're alright. As long as you're happy, I'll be fine." He paused for a moment. "I will always be with you. Even..."

Aang didn't finish. He simply just stared into space and stopped talking, his hand falling limply to the ground. But she saw that sparkle in his eyes go out and she knew he was gone.

She burst into tears, it coming out more like a sob and she buried her head into his clothes. "No," she said. "No, no, no."

Zuko put a hand to her shoulder. She let go of him and turned around crying into his shoulder. "No, no, no," she said. He held onto her comfortingly. "No, no!"

"No!"