Authors Note:

Me: Hello I'm Author 'n Dreamer, but you can just call me Dreamer. I know I should of done this in the first chapter, but this is my firstfanfic so I'm just experimenting.P.S.: If you have any suggestions on changes in any of my titles go ahead! I'm not that good in that department yet. Now on with the story!

Disclaimer: Still don't own Avatar, but my birthday's coming up.


Chapter 2:

The Past's Pain

Katara looked out her window and sighed. The proceedings of earlier that day enveloped her mind like a thick blanket, smothering it with its weight and tautness. She still couldn't believe what had happened to her in the last day.


It had all started when she woke up that morning. Katara had bathed, gotten dressed, and was about to start making breakfast when she noticed a small, dusty scroll stained by the ages of time. On its broken seal was the symbol of the Air Nomads, as she unfurled it a picture of a pretty lady with blond hair and Aang's gray eyes.

"This must be his mother!" Katara thought, "They look so much alike how could she not be?" Then she let her eyes roam down to the scroll. "What! This is horrible! Not letting female airbenders practice their airbending skills just because their girls!… Killing them if their caught in the act of airbending! No wonder the Fire Nation wiped them out first! They're nothing but cruel savage beasts, and Aang's one of them!" And then she wept, she wept for all the women that she couldn't save. She took her mothers necklace and held it close, her sobbing grew louder and shriller until Aang woke up.

He advanced, trying to get closer to her. Katara's mind whirled. Her only defense was to send a powerful water whip at him.

"Get away from me!" she shrieked, "Get away from me you – you immoral, sexist hog-monkey!"

"Katara what in the world are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about you bastard! I can't even believe you tricked me into being your friend!"

Then a burst of light overcame her and when she awoke she was tied tightly to an old, withered tree watching Aang, Sokka, Appa, and Momo flying of into the distance.

Thirty minutes later three figures approaches in the darkness, "Who's there!" Katara demanded.

"Now, now calm down I saw the whole thing. I'm here to get you out of here before they get back. Mai will you do the honors?" Two shadows stepped forth, one wearing Fire Nation armor and another taller one wearing black. Suddenly the latter shot an arrow, which pierced the cords that bounded Katara, from a strange contraption on her wrist.

Katara took three shaky steps before she started to stumble, then the third figure cart wheeled out of the shadows and helped steady her. The girl was wearing a pink gymnastics suit, her hair was in a circus style braid, and looked as if she could twist any bone in her bogy to do whatever she wanted it to.

"Hi! I'm Ty Lee," the girl giggled. Then she gestured towards the taller one. "that's Mia, and last but not least is Princess Azula of the Fire Nation." She said the last part with enough jubilee that it sounded like the most wonderful thing in the world.

"Hello it's an honor to meet you all. My name is Katara." She bowed to the princess.

"Please, you don't have to do that lets save it for the peasants." Azula friendlily spoke.


After she weakly protested the young waterbender was persuaded to stay with the girls at least until she felt better. Katara was now wearing one of Azula's dresses and her hair was clipped together in a bun using a fire pin. And that was how she came about riding in a Fire Nation tank.


Me: Sorry it took so long, but I knew that you would want me to write a nice long chapter than a short, forced, trashy one. Please review!