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I'm so tired of being here.
Supressed by all my childish fears.
And if you have to leave.
I wish that you would just leave.
'Cause your presence still lingers here.
And it won't leave me alone.
These wounds won't seem to heal.
This pain is just to real.
There's just to much that time can't erase.
When you cried I'd whipe away all of your tears.
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I held your hand through all of these years.
But you still have, all of me.
-Evanescence, "My Immortal"
Aang ran with Katara is his arms to her room. Slid the rice paper door open, and laid her down on her bedding.
Her face was covered in half-dried blood, her arms serverly bruised, and deep cuts in her cheeks let crimson
liquid dampen her sheets. The sight of Katara in the state was almost enough to make Aang up-heave. But he
kept himself from letting go.
How had she gotten this badly inguired? Was is because of him? Had his avatar caused her pain? He had no recolation that his spirit had even been trigered. Then at that thought, he had remembered. The moonlight colored crystal that hung from the silver chain. By that sight, he had some how became the avatar. He studied Katara, her hand still cluching the amulet.
He took the pendent from her hand, looked it over throughly, and tossed it into the corner next to her bag. Aang moved to Katara's side, and tended her wounds. When dressing the wounds on her arms, Katara woke. She looked at him, and then felt as if she had gotten her heart wrenched out of her chest, shoved into a blender, and liqufiyed. A look of hatred of her face as she pulled her arm away from him, and attempting to leave the room, she fell to her knees, and was instantly frozen by pain the wracked through her body.
Aang gave a startled gasp as tears fell from her eyes as she hugged her stomach with her arms. Katara fell over in pain, grinding her teeth to stay some of the pain, but it was a useless attempt for she gave out muffled cries of pain through her clenched teeth. Blood soon covered her arms, and stained the pillows and bedding below her wounded being. Aang looked at her in shock as she gingerly removed her clamped arms to reveal a massive wound in the center of her stomach. Soon after he had gazed upon her wound, Katara passed out from the massive amounts of pain the ran through her body.
Aang tended her dressed her giant wound with excessive amounts of anticeptic, and wrapped her stomach in linen to stay the blood from the already stained bed below. Once he finished that task, he carefully carried her to his room, placed her on his bed, and tucked her under the covers, and joined her.
Morning fell silently as Katara snored softly, waking Aang from a terror-ridden sleep. He had many a nightmare that included the death of Katara. And a series of dreams that involved her falling off of cliffs, getting scorched by Prince Zuko, or drowning. Aang propped himself up on his elbo so he could gaze upon his love. She had regained some of her natural skin tone. Amber colored locks spilled over her face and shoulders as she drooled slighly. He gently removed the hair from her face, and kissed her fore head, caressed her cheek with his thumd. Katara shifted in her sleep to face him, and snuggled up into his chest. Aang blushed at her actions, and lay back down to sleep.
About an hour later, Katara woke to find Aang's and her legs in twinded to gether, and let out a scream that could wake the dead. Aang woke with a start. "Whwhawhat!" He mummled as he shoot up from his slumber, only to find Katara looking about ready to attack him. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Katara demaned as she scurried out of his bed, only to fall off the side, and fall on her rump.
Blankets and sheets hung of the side of the bed in a tangled mess, and Katara sat on her bruised behind, looking like she was about ready
to kill anything that came into her path. "I got to go." Katara said bluntly as she gathered herself. Katara limped to the door, tripped, and held onto
the door frame for dear life. "Gods... What happened to me?" She whispered to the ceiling. Aand hurried our of bed and helped her to an airchair.
"Katara, do you remeber what happened yesterday?" He asked sweetly.
"Yeah you pig. Now let me go, I need to get out of this place." She said menacingly, anger flashing in her eyes. Katara attempted to get up, only
to be pushed back down into her seat by Aang. "LET ME GO!" Katara yelled as she struggled in his grip. Aang hugged her tighty. "Katara.
Please listen to me. I want to ask you something." He told her softly. Katara stopped struggling. Aang looked up to her, now kneeling on his knee.
"Katara, yesterday, when my avatar was activated, what stone was that that you where holding?" He asked, concern and sorrow in his eyes.
Katara looked away from his saddened face, and hesitated. "It is the stone of aquariane. Why?" She said hotly. "Who gave it to you?" Aang asked, ready to play 20 questions. "My mother. She said I was some oracle or something. Why are you asking me all of the questions all of a sudden?" She asked, anger flaring once again. "Katara! You are the oracle!" He asked, shock in his tone. "Yeah. What does that have to do with anything?" She demanded. "You are the key to my power! Remeber when you where sitting in the gazeboo? What fellings did you experiance?"
She gave a bewildered look. "It was anger, why?" She asked bluntly.
"Katara! When my avatar was set off, I was full of rage and anger too!" He said, his hold on her hands tightened at his words. "What are you
saying?" She asked, a questioning look on her face. "I'm saying, that by legend, you are my power source. I draw my strenght from you, my love"
He said she he kissed her full on the mouth. Her eyes widened at actions, but she soon gave into him and wrapped her arms around his neck
to deepen the kiss.
As the kiss progressed, one tear trickled down Katara's cheek. Aang felt the wetness on his face and broke off from the kiss. Katara looked away from him. "Why did you do that?" She asked, her vocie a whisper, trembled. "Becuase you are crying." He said as he cupped her cheek in his hand. Only to have more tears spill from her eyes. Aang started to panic. "Please don't do that!" Not wanting to make her cry more, only to have her break out in a hysterical sob. "We need to t- totalk!" Katara muttered every other sob. Aang took this as a sign and helped her to her feet.
TBC...
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