A Series of Unfortunate Evenings
Katara
A deadly duel of Fire and Water occurred in one of the most sacred places of the Waterbenders. Beyond that, it was almost their most sacred time; the full moon would rise the next day. But to Katara's horror, the minute Aang, who hoped to seek help from the Ocean and Moon spirits, had left his body, Zuko came to capture him. Without the most powerful bender in the world, only Katara had been left to hold off the banished prince.
As she began to Waterbend, however, she found Zuko had learnt a new trick. By merely staring at her, she was unable to Waterbend. Defenceless, Katara made to run, to seek help, but could only watch as Zuko came to Aang and…
Threw him into the Koi Pond. He continued towards Katara, his gaze never abating for an instant. "You are the cause of my suffering!" he shouted. In an instant, he was more than Zuko; he was everyone and everything Katara had hated and feared for fourteen years. He was more than the banished prince; he was the entire Fire Nation. No longer merely the heir; he was the Fire Lord. And no longer was he only the brother; now, he was also his sister, as her evil eyes stared at Katara hungrily.
And so the Fire Nation tore her from her innocence once again, as he forced her down, lay atop her, and withdraw a knife (an actual, not metaphorical, knife) from his sleeve. She watched, helplessly, as he forced it towards her throat.
Her nightmare was broken as Sokka shook her. "Katara, you were having a nightmare! You were screaming so loud, I thought the Fire Nation would find us before I could wake you up!"
Katara sighed in relief as her brother comforted her after the nightmare. 'It was just a dream…' she thought.
AN: I made this Parody/Horror. Last chapter was Parody; this was Horror. I hope to alternate between the two, but I am a spontaneous writer; I had no idea this was going to happen until it did.