Hey, heres chapter 3 of my story. Hope you guys enjoy my present! 2 chapters in a row, man, I'm wooped... Nope! Jk, never get tired of writing. Okay, enough stalling, on with the story!
(Katara POV)
I stalked back to the camp, earning hopeful glances from the crew. Their glances turned sour when they realized that Zuko was not with me. I scowled, fine, be mad. The stupid firebender could go jump off a cliff for all I care!
(2 hours later)
I was tossing and turning in my blanket. I certainly wasn't losing sleep from the stupid firebender, I was… having a bad dream! Yeah, bad dream.
Ugh, of course I was feeling guilty about Zuko. I shouldn't have yelled at him like that. Well, it was his fault, you know, I bet half the stuff he told me was over-exaggerated. Little liar! Poor little princy, oh no, I didn't get everything I wanted! Wahh! Baby! He doesn't deserve to have a father that loves him, I do! I worked hard and never backed down. I never killed a man in my life and I always put people before me. Did Zuko? Nope!
"Spoiled, selfish, brat!" I spat into the dark of the night.
"Please don't talk about my great grandson that way." An elderly voice called.
"Ahh!" I cried and dove under the covers.
Whoever had spoken before was chuckling now. It was a deep chuckle, and for some reason, I feel as if I know that chuckle. I climbed out of my blanket to find a very old glowing man. I gaped at the bluish glow he gave off. He wore traditional Fire Nation clothing and had a long white beard.
"Avatar Roku." I whispered in awe.
"Yes, hello there Katara, Aang has said much about you."
I smiled, of course Aang would. Then I remembered something Roku had said.
"Your great grandson?"
He smiled in a loving way.
"Ah yes, Prince Zuko, the firecracker of my family." He chuckled.
I stared at him dumbfounded. Zuko was related to the Avatar? Avatar Roku in fact. Wow. He smiled at my shock and held out his hand for me to take. I grabbed it and the world around me and him started to swirl.
"What's going on?" I asked him.
"You were doubting Zuko and his tales, were you not?" He asked.
I nodded.
"Well, I am going to show you what really happened." He said with a small frown.
The swirling stopped and we appeared in a beautiful garden. A small pond with turtleducks swimming happily, the grass was the richest grass I had ever seen, firelillies and other flowers I can't name were planted all around, and beautiful trees hung over the water. The thing that caught my eye though, was a beautiful woman and a little black haired, gold eyed toddler. I walked closer to them.
"You see Zuko, the turtleducks won't hurt you, as long as you don't hurt them." The woman said the toddler.
I gasped. That was Zuko and that must be his mother. I smiled as the toddler walked over to the pond and petted one of the baby turtleducks. He giggled and pointed at it.
"Look mommy, that's you and me." He pointed to the baby and mother turtle duck.
He has such a cute voice. His pale skin looked so soft and smooth. His gold eyes were as big as saucers as they blinked at his mother curiously. His short legs and arms were nothing like they were now, they were small and chubby while his arms and legs were strong and muscled now. He ran full speed towards the pond shouting, "Tag!"
He jumped into the pond head on and reached out for the small creature. He failed and came up spitting out a ribbon of water with a pout on his face. I laughed at his adorable little face and so did his mother. She was so beautiful, and as I looked closer, I saw so much of Zuko. My thoughts were interrupted by a familiar outburst.
"Mommy, the baby turtleduck was being rude!" Zuko shouted.
I giggled even more at how serious he looked. He came sloshing out of the pond, scowling the entire way.
"Come here baby." His mother called softly.
He lit up like the morning sun and ran at her and jumped into her arms. She snuggled him up like a teddy bear.
"I'm not a baby." He mumbled.
I was about laugh when the voice of pure evil called out.
"Ursa, stop snuggling that boy, he's to soft, how do you expect him to fight like a man one day."
Ozai stepped out from the shadows, hate filling his gaze as he took in Zuko's form.
"Daddy, I played tag with the turtleducks but they don't like it so they won't play." Zuko explained in his 3 year old voice.
He ran up to Ozai and went to hug him, until Ozai kicked him in the stomach.
"Get away from me; I don't need you ruining my robes." He stalked away, back into the shadows of which he came.
Zuko cried out and began to whimper. He clutched his stomach in his little hands.
"Mommy!"
Ursa ran to pick him up and cradle him in her arms.
"Its okay my love, its okay." She soothed.
The vision started to swirl again as Roku laid a hand upon my shaking shoulders.
"It's the past Katara, there's nothing we can do." He said sadly.
I nodded and looked closed my eyes. Tears silently rolled down my cheeks as I thought of how Zuko only wanted to hug his daddy, only to be turned away. Then, we came upon a vision in what looked like behind a large, black curtain.
Gasp, can you guess were they are. I skipped a few visions that didn't seem that important to me so here you go! If you can guess it I'll give 2 new chapters next UD!