Another Chance
By: 7Katara7
Chapter Three: Decisions
Katara couldn't believe her eyes. The boy that she had dreaded dead came back and saved her and her brother's life. Aang beat everyone up with all the elements which had mastered from their last mission. Then he turned and faced Katara. One look from that kids eyes and all of her memories and hope came flooding back. Katara slumped to her knees unable to take it all in. "Aang!" Sokka exclaimed.
Aang only starred silently at Katara. He held out his hand. Katara looked up at his out starched hand. Her life was a blur right now. "No!" She cried and she stood and stumbled and ran off. So many times had she dreamed of this moment and finally when it came, she couldn't believe it was real, just another tempting day dream. "Don't worry Aang. She'll come around." Sokka told him in a failed attempt to be reassuring. Aang only starred in the direction in which Katara had left.
Aang didn't hear apparently because he took off after her. "Katara! Are you alright?" Aang said as he saw her sitting on a snow covered log. "No, of course I'm not!" Katara cried. "Why?" Aang asked. "Because the boy that was gone so long who we all thought dead is all of the sudden back! You were gone so long and you just expect me to say 'hey Aang, what's up how's life been? You know letting the Fire Nation win the war! We forgive you for ditching us!'" Katara screamed in his face. Aang looked down sadly.
Katara kept going unable to control her rage. "I was just about to get over your death and then all of a sudden you come back asking me what's wrong! You were gone for a year! You ditched us to fight the Fire Lord and then he won and you were dead! We waited for you for ages! At the end up the South Pole wondering if hey you won or not. But one day we found out when a fire ball the size of Appa came down and killed Gran Gran! Then they came in and killed all of our benders! I had to hide my power or become executed! And on top of that the person I fell in- well you just left! Died! No goodbye! Just shove, left, dead!" Katara screamed tears running down her face. Aang stood there. He had no idea what he did would cause this many problems. Aang didn't look at her. Katara looked up at him. "And you expect me just to go back to the way it was? We were tortured and killed! The women and children of your tribe were tortured in front of our troops and then they were killed! And you ask if I am okay." Katara finished. Aang stood there in shock. "Were, were you t-tortured?" Aang asked.
Katara turned and lifted up her shirt allowing him to see her back, there were whip marks and burn scars. She put her shirt back down and turned and looked at him. Aang was shaking. He slumped to his knees. "I wasn't t-t-there for y-y-you, or a-any o-o-one else." Aang said choking back tears but some broke through. Katara softened. She had never seen him cry. "No, you weren't." Katara said looking down at him. She then bent down and put her hand on his back trying to comfort him.
"What can I do?" Aang said looking down at his tears that fell into the snow. "What do you mean?" Katara asked. "What can I do to help? With anything?" Aang asked. "You could tell me why you are back." Katara said coldly. "Aang starred at him. "I was wondering if you could go with me, you and Sokka help me save the world again. We and the secrete underground resistance will give each other town their hope and freedom back one by one before taking on the Fire Lord again." Aang replied.
Katara starred coldly. "You fight the Fire Lord? No not again!" Katara said grabbing his hand as water slowly crept up his arm freezing him. Aang looked into her eyes in question. It was cold ice in there as if the old Katara was all washed out. Aang broke the ice and pulled away. "I won't loose this time." Aang said backing up suddenly nervous around her. She looked at him coldly. "How do you know?" Katara asked. "I do still remember what happened last time. Don't expect me to not remember. I won't be pushed on that boat again! I won't be lost!" Katara screamed slumping to her knees in memory. It surrounded her, overwhelmed her. She couldn't take it all in; she looked around as everything turned black.
