Chapter One: Remembrance

Katara sighed as she stared at the horizon as nightfall commenced. The Northern Lights were shining strongly and vividly on this particular night, the sight had put her into what seemed like a trance.

"Hey Sokka…What's up with Katara? She's been gloomy all day…" Aang whispered to Sokka as he examined Katara.

"Well, tonight is the anniversary of the day our mother died." Sokka said as he nibbled on a piece of jerky.

"Oh…" Aang looked over at Katara.

"Don't worry, it's her way of dealing with it, it would be best to leave her alone." Sokka added.

"How come your not grieving Sokka?" Aang asked curiously, "After all you both share the same mother…"

"I don't like getting sad about it, besides Mom probably would want me to be strong for Katara." Sokka continued to eat and eat and eat. Aang knew Sokka was lying to him, he could tell Sokka was putting up his usual tough guy act. Plus Sokka never ate this much at one time. Aang figured he was an emotional eater or something of that sort.

The sounds of the rushing waters and the warm breeze kept Katara from sobbing, she felt so peaceful. "It feels like you never left me." She sighed as she clenched her mother's necklace in her palms.

Katara walked across the shore, it was a wonderful night, cool with a brilliant warm breeze; it was just so relaxing. She couldn't help but to wander away from the campground, like something was forcing her to keep walking. It wasn't till about an hour or so of walking before she realized that she strolled so far that she had no idea where she was. But she didn't really care at the moment, surely she'd find her way back before it got too late.

Katara sat on the beach for a brief moment to rest. It's been a long time since she was last able to be by herself and relax. Then suddenly something came up from behind her and covered her nose and mouth with a damp cloth held her tightly. The cloth had something vile on it. Katara screamed and struggled. "Aang! Sokka! Help!"

"Calm down," the attacker softly whispered in her ear. "I'm not going to harm you."

The voice of her attacker gave her a chill; his voice was almost soothing. Katara continued to thrash about until she was finally able to turn and take a small glimpse of her attacker, "Zu…Zuko!" the fumes from the cloth caused her to pass out.

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Sorry for not updating in the last 3 months! Seeing how I started my fan fiction not long before the season one finally I wanted to wait for season two so I had something sturdy to start with. Thanks for your patience! Also I'm sorry for such a short chapter, I'll have the second one up pretty soon. I know how boring it is, it seems that every fan fiction has Zuko kidnap Katara. I'll try to make this particular kidnapping a bit more interesting! ;D