Post by Teяa253 on May 6, 2008 12:30:37 GMT 1
ahh... the 9th installment of my lengthy series...
this is another flashback, and it's Katara-related, whcih means there's some slight Zutara. not as much as the last two chapters, but there is some nonetheless. So, since you've been warned,feel free to keep reading.
Oh, and Katara's relationship with Tera runs really deep--back to the days of Avatar: Mysteries 19 years ago.
Zuko's is.was pretty deep too, but Katara's was much deeper. this relationship might be something to remember...
RUN WHILE YOU STILL CAN
I lay there thinking about what had just happened. Clazdian had just shown me a taste of his true power—just how foul he was capable of being. However, it seemed that he was not aware of the presence of people like Tera was, otherwise, he would have known about our two children—or mentioned them. They were unfortunate souls, for they had lost their father Zuko at an early age. I still remember the days where they both were born… it was before my husband Zuko had been killed...
My (had Zuko been alive, I would have said “our”) first child was a healthy baby boy. I could tell that this child was going to have talent.
“What do you think we should name him?” Zuko asked me, and I thought for a moment.
“Well,” I said, “if you don’t mind, I think we should name him Sokka. His middle name should be Hakoda, after out father and his grandfather. Is that okay with you?”
“He looks like a waterbender,” Zuko replied, “but yeah, it’s okay with me. You know how I do things, Katara. I want you to be happy.
“Okay then,” I said, “Sokka Hakoda it is. Hmm, I think he might actually be a bender.”
“Oh?” Zuko exclaimed, “What makes you say that?”
“It’s just a feeling I have,” I replied, “but I guess we’ll just wait and see...”
“It comes from being a waterbender, doesn’t it?” Zuko told me, “a waterbender can feel another waterbender’s presence, just like earth, or fire... and probably air as well...”
“I think so,” I replied, “it’s just a feeling I get...”
“Well,” Zuko declared, picking up the child and then embracing me, “either way, we’ll love him and raise him with good standards. He’ll become an excellent waterbender too...”
4 years passed, and we gave birth to another child. This one was a beautiful baby girl. However, she was ill for a long time, and we thought we were going to lose her. Her name though, was interesting. Zuko didn’t even ask me what he was going to name her. I just happened to overhear him one night as he was comforting our child. We had not yet figured out a name—or, I hadn’t; Zuko seemed to already have one.
I opened the door a crack to see him holding the baby girl and comforting her from her sickness.
“There, there, Katara,” he said, “you’ll be alright... daddy’s got you.” The baby cried again.
“Katara,” Zuko exclaimed, as the baby went limp, “Katara Altina—come back! Don’t leave now!”
“What is this,” I exclaimed, chuckling as I saw the baby’s head come back up again, “who’s this Katara Altina I’m hearing about?”
“That’s what I’m naming the baby,” Zuko replied, “whether you like it or not. She seems a lot like you. She gives me this vibrant feeling of you.”
I took my child in my arms and looked at her. She seemed so weak and she looked like she had a breathing problem. Oh well, it was probably just something that she would outgrow.
“That’s strange,” Zuko commented, “I feel a strange closeness to this child when I hold her.”
“And,” I added, “I feel a strange closeness to Sokka when I held him,” I commented, “you don’t think... you don’t think that she’s a firebender, do you—our little Katara—a firebender?”
“It’s possible,” Zuko replied, “but with you, Katara, anything is.”
We embraced each other again, and I asked him another question,
“So,” I said, “of all the middle names to choose, why Altina? That’s the last name of the woman who some years before was one of the most foul traitors on the face of this world,”
“Yeah,” Zuko replied, “but I think she’s changed. Seething about her name... it’s... it’s so beautiful...
I agreed with him, and the name Katara Altina stuck for our second child. She ended up growing up okay for the first year of her life, where, similar to how Sokka showed signs of being a waterbender, Katara showed signs of being a firebender. She still had a slight breathing problem, but she was just a small child, so it was nothing life-altering.
However, one day, everything changed. It was about a year after Katara Altina’s birth.
There was a knock at our door. I opened it to fine myself looking upon a familiar woman. She was dressed like an earthbender, and had huge, long, pointed ears and glowing yellow eyes. I recognized this as Tera, and for a second, I took the defensive. However, I lowered by guard when I saw her face. She looked as if she was going to cry.
“Tera,” I said, “What are you doing here?”
“I’ve reflected on how terrible a person I’ve been,” Tera replied, “and, I’ve come to say I’m sorry. I’ve changed, I promise. And I bring you a warning: Clazdian is coming for you both. Run while you still can.
“Who’s Clazdian?” I asked,
“Clazdian,” said Tera “was my master. He was the one controlling me, similar to how I controlled you two. He is my higher authority. He had been poisoning my mind for the last while. Katara, may I ask you a favor please. This is not really just a simple request, this is a beseeching from a former enemy who admits that she has done wrong and never wants to do such foul deeds again. Katara... can... can you cleanse my mind... just help me relax please? If you do then I can ensure the safety of your children, and, if you two which to follow, then you two as well. I will make sure that your children are not killed. Please... I just want to help now... being evil is really not my style...”
“You said something about Clazdian approaching,” I replied, “can you elaborate?”
“He wants to kill your family,” Tera replied, and I could tell she was serious. Here, come with me. We must take your children somewhere safer. Come, I know just the place.”
I followed, but I noticed Zuko was not coming.
“Zuko,” Tera called out, “you must come with us.
“Yeah, Zuko,” I added, “what’s going on?”
“I’m staying here,” Zuko answered, “I’m gonna try and find out more about this guy and why he wants to tear us apart...”
“You can’t do that,” said Tera, “he’ll kill you...”
“Your intentions may be good, Tera,” said Zuko, “but I must do this...”
And with that, Zuko disappeared as Tera led the children and me away through a passage that I had no knowledge of. I had just submitted myself to her hands, so if she was lying, I was doomed. However, Tera led us there without any problems. It seemed that she had changed. She took us by the hand and we suddenly found ourselves in the midst of an old friend. She was a Kyoshi warrior who had many years of experience. However, she wasn’t very intelligent, but her overly positive attitude about everything and her inclination to laugh about anything made her hard to dislike.
“Zuki,” said Tera, “can we leave these children here?”
“Of course,” Zuki replied brightly, “so, what are you up to?”
“I wish we could talk, like in old times, Zuki,” said Tera, “but Katara and I have some business to attend to. We’ll be back in a while...”
I was slightly confused, but I followed Tera. She took me back to the place we had just left. She stopped. She seemed to be detecting something.
“Katara,” she said somberly, “I... I don’t think Zuko... made it...”
“What,” I exclaimed, “What are you...”
“I’m...” Tera closed her eyes, “I’m deeply sorry...
“Tera,” I shouted, “you... I... Zuko... not...”
But I was out of words. I knew she was right, for I could feel a malicious presence directly above me. I knew also that Zuko was not the only one taken that day. I also knew why Tera had taken me to Zuki—she did not want the children knowing what happened—they’d be too young to understand.
Over the next 3 years (which would lead us to the present time) not much about me changed, except my hair. That was one thing Zuko had always admired about me—and, without him, I couldn’t bring myself to ever fixing it up again. 3 years of neglect did things to it, and by now, it was an uncontrollable mass of curly brown fluff. I however, had mad a turning point during those three years: I planned to help Tera, no matter how secretive I had to be. It was because of this that I was not part of Kai’s group at the moment. my time though, would soon come...
~Katara~
this is another flashback, and it's Katara-related, whcih means there's some slight Zutara. not as much as the last two chapters, but there is some nonetheless. So, since you've been warned,feel free to keep reading.
Oh, and Katara's relationship with Tera runs really deep--back to the days of Avatar: Mysteries 19 years ago.
Zuko's is.was pretty deep too, but Katara's was much deeper. this relationship might be something to remember...
RUN WHILE YOU STILL CAN
I lay there thinking about what had just happened. Clazdian had just shown me a taste of his true power—just how foul he was capable of being. However, it seemed that he was not aware of the presence of people like Tera was, otherwise, he would have known about our two children—or mentioned them. They were unfortunate souls, for they had lost their father Zuko at an early age. I still remember the days where they both were born… it was before my husband Zuko had been killed...
My (had Zuko been alive, I would have said “our”) first child was a healthy baby boy. I could tell that this child was going to have talent.
“What do you think we should name him?” Zuko asked me, and I thought for a moment.
“Well,” I said, “if you don’t mind, I think we should name him Sokka. His middle name should be Hakoda, after out father and his grandfather. Is that okay with you?”
“He looks like a waterbender,” Zuko replied, “but yeah, it’s okay with me. You know how I do things, Katara. I want you to be happy.
“Okay then,” I said, “Sokka Hakoda it is. Hmm, I think he might actually be a bender.”
“Oh?” Zuko exclaimed, “What makes you say that?”
“It’s just a feeling I have,” I replied, “but I guess we’ll just wait and see...”
“It comes from being a waterbender, doesn’t it?” Zuko told me, “a waterbender can feel another waterbender’s presence, just like earth, or fire... and probably air as well...”
“I think so,” I replied, “it’s just a feeling I get...”
“Well,” Zuko declared, picking up the child and then embracing me, “either way, we’ll love him and raise him with good standards. He’ll become an excellent waterbender too...”
4 years passed, and we gave birth to another child. This one was a beautiful baby girl. However, she was ill for a long time, and we thought we were going to lose her. Her name though, was interesting. Zuko didn’t even ask me what he was going to name her. I just happened to overhear him one night as he was comforting our child. We had not yet figured out a name—or, I hadn’t; Zuko seemed to already have one.
I opened the door a crack to see him holding the baby girl and comforting her from her sickness.
“There, there, Katara,” he said, “you’ll be alright... daddy’s got you.” The baby cried again.
“Katara,” Zuko exclaimed, as the baby went limp, “Katara Altina—come back! Don’t leave now!”
“What is this,” I exclaimed, chuckling as I saw the baby’s head come back up again, “who’s this Katara Altina I’m hearing about?”
“That’s what I’m naming the baby,” Zuko replied, “whether you like it or not. She seems a lot like you. She gives me this vibrant feeling of you.”
I took my child in my arms and looked at her. She seemed so weak and she looked like she had a breathing problem. Oh well, it was probably just something that she would outgrow.
“That’s strange,” Zuko commented, “I feel a strange closeness to this child when I hold her.”
“And,” I added, “I feel a strange closeness to Sokka when I held him,” I commented, “you don’t think... you don’t think that she’s a firebender, do you—our little Katara—a firebender?”
“It’s possible,” Zuko replied, “but with you, Katara, anything is.”
We embraced each other again, and I asked him another question,
“So,” I said, “of all the middle names to choose, why Altina? That’s the last name of the woman who some years before was one of the most foul traitors on the face of this world,”
“Yeah,” Zuko replied, “but I think she’s changed. Seething about her name... it’s... it’s so beautiful...
I agreed with him, and the name Katara Altina stuck for our second child. She ended up growing up okay for the first year of her life, where, similar to how Sokka showed signs of being a waterbender, Katara showed signs of being a firebender. She still had a slight breathing problem, but she was just a small child, so it was nothing life-altering.
However, one day, everything changed. It was about a year after Katara Altina’s birth.
There was a knock at our door. I opened it to fine myself looking upon a familiar woman. She was dressed like an earthbender, and had huge, long, pointed ears and glowing yellow eyes. I recognized this as Tera, and for a second, I took the defensive. However, I lowered by guard when I saw her face. She looked as if she was going to cry.
“Tera,” I said, “What are you doing here?”
“I’ve reflected on how terrible a person I’ve been,” Tera replied, “and, I’ve come to say I’m sorry. I’ve changed, I promise. And I bring you a warning: Clazdian is coming for you both. Run while you still can.
“Who’s Clazdian?” I asked,
“Clazdian,” said Tera “was my master. He was the one controlling me, similar to how I controlled you two. He is my higher authority. He had been poisoning my mind for the last while. Katara, may I ask you a favor please. This is not really just a simple request, this is a beseeching from a former enemy who admits that she has done wrong and never wants to do such foul deeds again. Katara... can... can you cleanse my mind... just help me relax please? If you do then I can ensure the safety of your children, and, if you two which to follow, then you two as well. I will make sure that your children are not killed. Please... I just want to help now... being evil is really not my style...”
“You said something about Clazdian approaching,” I replied, “can you elaborate?”
“He wants to kill your family,” Tera replied, and I could tell she was serious. Here, come with me. We must take your children somewhere safer. Come, I know just the place.”
I followed, but I noticed Zuko was not coming.
“Zuko,” Tera called out, “you must come with us.
“Yeah, Zuko,” I added, “what’s going on?”
“I’m staying here,” Zuko answered, “I’m gonna try and find out more about this guy and why he wants to tear us apart...”
“You can’t do that,” said Tera, “he’ll kill you...”
“Your intentions may be good, Tera,” said Zuko, “but I must do this...”
And with that, Zuko disappeared as Tera led the children and me away through a passage that I had no knowledge of. I had just submitted myself to her hands, so if she was lying, I was doomed. However, Tera led us there without any problems. It seemed that she had changed. She took us by the hand and we suddenly found ourselves in the midst of an old friend. She was a Kyoshi warrior who had many years of experience. However, she wasn’t very intelligent, but her overly positive attitude about everything and her inclination to laugh about anything made her hard to dislike.
“Zuki,” said Tera, “can we leave these children here?”
“Of course,” Zuki replied brightly, “so, what are you up to?”
“I wish we could talk, like in old times, Zuki,” said Tera, “but Katara and I have some business to attend to. We’ll be back in a while...”
I was slightly confused, but I followed Tera. She took me back to the place we had just left. She stopped. She seemed to be detecting something.
“Katara,” she said somberly, “I... I don’t think Zuko... made it...”
“What,” I exclaimed, “What are you...”
“I’m...” Tera closed her eyes, “I’m deeply sorry...
“Tera,” I shouted, “you... I... Zuko... not...”
But I was out of words. I knew she was right, for I could feel a malicious presence directly above me. I knew also that Zuko was not the only one taken that day. I also knew why Tera had taken me to Zuki—she did not want the children knowing what happened—they’d be too young to understand.
Over the next 3 years (which would lead us to the present time) not much about me changed, except my hair. That was one thing Zuko had always admired about me—and, without him, I couldn’t bring myself to ever fixing it up again. 3 years of neglect did things to it, and by now, it was an uncontrollable mass of curly brown fluff. I however, had mad a turning point during those three years: I planned to help Tera, no matter how secretive I had to be. It was because of this that I was not part of Kai’s group at the moment. my time though, would soon come...
~Katara~
