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Chapter 4: Honor

Zuko moaned at a sharp pain in his head. But suddenly the pain receded and suddenly he felt a cool, wet sensation. His vision blurred but then cleared and he saw Katara smiling at him.

"She hit you really hard. I thought you might need healing."

"Thank you." there was an akward silence. Zuko took a moment to analyze his surroundings. He was in some sort of cell, and judging by the rocking back and forth they were on a ship. Father, I though you loved me. I thought you cared.

Someone cleared their throat. It was one of Azula's many servants," Princess Azula told me to bring you this." he set down a tray with food and water on it. He cast a nervous glance behind him and lowered his voice to a whisper.

"I shouldn't be telling you this, but Azula lied about what she said to you. Your father isn't going to harm you, she wanted to get you worried so you wouldn't fight as well. He is going to lock you up, though. He said if you haven't captured the avatar by now you never will. He says you've failed"

Zuko looked down to hide the tears welling up in his eyes," Thank you... but why would you help me?"

" I used to be in the 41st division. I would've been sacraficed if not for you. Everyone was so worked about about what happened they forgot the general's plan. I should be the one thanking you... for my life."

"Get back to work!" the servant scrambled off as a guard screamed at him.

Katara stared at him with searching eyes," What was that about? Why would your father want to lock you up?"

Zuko's voice hardened," None of your buisiness. You're just a pathetic water peasant. You wouldn't understand anyway"

"Oh so you think I'm stupid! Just because I come from people who don't want to destroy everyone different from them! People who aren't killing machines! You're father's probably locking you up so no one has to see that hideous scar on your face!"

He slapped her across the face," Don't you ever say that again! Maybe you'd like one to match."

"It's true." her voice was shaking.

"The firenation aren't killers"

" So they weren't killing when they started this war. They weren't killing when they wiped out the air nomads! They weren't doing anything wrong when they KILLED MY MOTHER!" as hard as she tried Katara couldn't stop the tears that flowed freely from her cheeks.

" I'm sorry about your mother. I know what it feels like to lose a mother. I never supported this war. Neither did she. That's probably why she left."

"Then do something about it. You'll be old enough to take the throne soon"

"Didn't you hear him! My father wants to lock me up! As far as he's concerned I'm not even a member of his family anymore!" Katara reached out and squeezed his free hand, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said"

"Neither did I" he turned away, signaling that he didn't want to talk about it anymore. Katara stared out a small porthole in the ship. She loved the way the waves crashed against it. Push and Pull. Katara's breathing grew to match the steady rhythm of the waves and eventually she drifted off to sleep.

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She woke up to find Zuko talking to her. He obviously thought she was asleep. She closed her eyes and tried to make her breathing as even as possible. She wanted to know what he was going to say.

" I guess you deserve to know but I really can't tell you. It was so hard. I went into the war room with my uncle Iroh and he warned me, I should have listened... I should have." he trailed off and tried to continue.

"The general, he wanted to sacrifice the 41st division, the one the servant was from. I told him he couldn't do that. they fought so hard to defend our nation. Tried so hard to get into the army. And then they would die in the first battle."

" I wasn't allowed to speak. I was punished by having an agni kai. I thought I was fighting the general, and if I did I could've kicked his but." Katara couldn't help but smile," but it was my father. I begged and pleaded. I wouldn't fight my own father. He was ashamed of me, I could tell. He thought I was weak. He thought I deserved to be punished."

Katara gasped as one of his tears fell onto her cheek. The great prince of the firenation, crying?

"He--he scarred my face. There was no emotion on his face. It was like he didn't even care." Katara had to stop herself from crying out at that statement. How could anyone be so cruel and heartless? His own son.

"Then he sent me away. The only way I could come back was if I captured the avatar" so that's why. I never new. I thought he just wanted to win the war once and for all.

"And I wish I didn't have this scar. It's a constant mark of my dishonor. It's like a sign on my face 'I have no honor and I never will' Thank god you're asleep right now." his breathing was shallow, the words he was saying choked out.

Katara lay awake thinking about what he said. And after an hour he fell asleep. Katara stared at his scar and realized what she had to do.

She pulled a long snake of water from the pitcher and fromed a glove around her hand. As the familiar blue glow engulfed her, Katara got to work. She moved her hand tenderly around Zuko's scar until not a single mark was left. In the light he looked, almost handsome.

She bent down and kissed his cheek where his scar used to be," you have honor, Prince Zuko, more honor than anyone in your nation ever will. What your father did doesn't change that."