Katara

With all our things packed up and ready to go, Zuko and I head towards Aang. He won't understand. I know he won't. But I feel fierce and determined. He can't stop me.

"I need to borrow Appa." I say when we get there. Aang's feeding Appa hay and hardly looks in our direction.

"Why? Is it your turn to have a little field trip with Zuko?"
"Yes. It is." I tell him shortly. He looks up, concerned.

"Oh. What's going on?"

"We're going to find the man who took my mother from me." Out of the corner of my eye I see Sokka's head jerk up. He puts down the flower necklace he was playing with and walks over.

"Sokka told me the story of what happened. I know who did it. And I know how to find him." Zuko explains.

"Umm and what exactly do you think this will accomplish?" Aang asks. I just scoff, shake my head, and start to walk off.

"I knew you wouldn't understand." Aang may be the avatar, but he's also such a child, refusing to grow up in a world that needs him to be more than a child. His pacifist ways are noble, sure, but don't fit in the world we're in.

"Stop! I do understand! You're feeling unbelievable pain and rage. How do you think I felt about the Sandbenders when they stole Appa? How do you think I felt about the Fire Nation when I found out what happened to my people?"

"She needs this, Aang, This is about getting closure. And Justice." Zuko speaks up.

"I don't think so. I think it's about getting revenge."

"Fine!" I shout. "Maybe it is! Maybe that's what I need. Maybe that's what he deserves."

"Katara, you sound like Jet." As the words leave his mouth a fresh bolt of anger shoots through me. How dare he compare this to what Jet did?

"It's not the same! Jet attacked the innocent. This man- He's a monster!"

"Katara, she was my mother too." Sokka tells me, stepping next to Aang. "But I think Aang might be right." The fury keeps building, and it's a good thing I'm not too close to water. I just might split another Iceberg right now.

"Then you didn't love her like I did!" I shout at him. I feel slight remorse as the words leave my mouth, but I don't take it back. How can he be her son just as I am her daughter and not feel like this too? Not want to Avenge her? To make it right?

"Katara!" He sounds hurt, and Aang goes into an old monk proverb that I hardly hear.

"That's cute. But this isn't air temple preschool. This is the real world." Zuko tells him. For the first time since he joined us, I'm glad he's here. I'm glad at least one person is on my side with this.

"Now that I know he's out there, Now that I know we can find him, I feel like I have no choice."

"Katara," Aang starts, and I know I'm not going to like what he says next. "You do have a choice. Forgiveness."

"That's the same thing as doing nothing." Zuko snaps at him before I have the chance to.

"No, it's not. It's easy to do nothing, but it's hard to forgive."

"It's not just hard to forgive. It's impossible." I tell him and walk off, planning on how else to go through with this."