Well, I am on a writing streak! Here's anutha chapter!
(Katara POV)
A large bed lay in the middle of a large room. Red walls cotrasted well with the red and gold satin sheets. I looked closer at the bed and saw a medium sized form moving slowly and gently, up and down. Like breathing. I walked towards the bed and I came face to face with a beautiful little raven haired boy. I smiled, he was so mcuh older, yet still young. He was still scar free and he had a small smile on his lips. I smiled when a dark figure walked into the room. The hooded figure crossed the room and stopped at Zuko's bedside. I wanted to yell, warn him, but Roku laid his hand on my shoulder and shook his head. The dark firgure pulled off her hood and revealed herself. Ursa. I gasped as she gently awoke Zuko.
"Please, my love, you must listen."
Zuko looked up at her groggily. He blinked twice. Urse chuckled lightly.
"Everything I taught you Zuko, was for your own good,"
He nodded sleepily.
"No matter what," she pulled him to her tightly, "don't forget who YOU are Zuko."
She looked at him once before laying him back down on the bed gently. She kissed his forehead before walking away. I looked helplessly as his mother walked away forever.
"I love you Zuko." she whispered.
And then, she was gone. I looked hopelessly as the time began to fast forward to morning. Zuko was starting to stir. He looked around groggily before memories of last night hit him. He threw back the blankets and ran down the long hallway. We followed him. He ran by a column that his sister was hiding behind.
"Where's mom?" he asked franticly.
"No one knows, oh and last night, Grandpa past away." She said twirling his knife in her fingers.
"Not funny Azula, your sick... and give me my knife back." he lunged but she dodged.
"Whos gonna make me... Mommmm?"
He looked at her in shock before anger took over. He yanked his knife away from her fingers and ran outside. Ozai stood at the fountain's edge.
"Where is she?" Zuko asked.
Ozai said nothing, Zuko came to realization. His mother was gone.
The vision started to swirl again, tears rolled down my face. Poor Zuko...