11Ok this is my first fic so go easy on me please.
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: Mike & Bryan do. If I did,world would be a happier place
What is a dream?
But a wish?
A desire? A wanting?
A longing for something not yet possessed?
A glimpse of the future?
A regret of the past? A sign of what might come?
Or what will not?
What could?
What should?
What is that we wish for?
But a dream?
Darkness surrounded her. She felt as if she was floating, though her feet were touching something solid. "Where am I?" she asked aloud. Silence. Darkness and silence. It was too dark to even let her see her hands.
Where the heck as she? What was this place? She was confused. Where were her friends? The last thing she remembered was lying in her bed, back at the temple, trying to sleep… "I'm asleep!" thought feeling stupid for being afraid. "I'm just dreaming." Suddenly it became brighter, she could see.
A figure appeared in front of her, but was to far away for Katara to make out any features. She started to walk toward the figure, wondering who it was. As she walked closer. The feelings of hate began to surface again, after she had work so hard repressing them, making them go away, for her friend's sake.
It was Zuko. He was sitting much like he had in the crystal caverns, only this time he was facing her. He was in his old earth kingdom clothes instead of the new fire nation ones. He still had his broadswords though. His face devoid of all emotion. Her anger at him for what he had done surfaced instantly. By now he wasn't but a few feet from her.
Suddenly she couldn't stand it anymore. "I thought you had changed! How could you do that to us, to your Uncle! He didn't respond. Angrily she shouted again. "Your crazy sister nearly killed Aang. We could have helped you!" Nothing, not even a peep.
She paused, and shouted "I hate you!" And quickly drew a water whip from her pouch. He stood, and parried her blow. The look on his face now, like when she had told him about her mother, one of pity and understanding. Now angrier she attacked again.
'This is just a dream; it's not really him you know.' Said the annoying voice in a small part of her mind, but she ignored it.
She continued attacking, while calling him names that she was sure her brother didn't know.
'He's not even attacking, he just defending himself.' As she thought this her anger began to wane and she ceased her attack. The water whip fell to the ground. Katara felt a bit a ashamed now.
He hadn't attacked her. He hadn't even said anything to her. She had just attacked on impulse, out of anger.
Quickly Zuko walked to her. Too fast for Katara to realize it before he had grabbed her hand and put an object in it: Her mother's necklace.
She looked at him, her brow furrowed in confusion. Zuko just smiled at her, a small, shy smile, one you would give, maybe, to a new friend.
He was still holding her hands they felt warm and callused from fire bending and they sent small shivers down her spine.
Zuko still hadn't said anything, but his eyes told her every thing he was felling. How sorry he was for hurting her. How angry he was at his sister and father. How he wanted to help. How much he hoped she would forgive him, even if he didn't deserve it.
Lighting flashed, thundered rolled in the distance. He knew this was a dream, a simple, rare, crazy, dream. Usually he didn't dream or he had nightmares, but if Katara wouldn't forgive him in the real world maybe she would in his dreams at lest.
Lighting flashed again. He tore his eyes away from Katara, looking around them, alarm bells sounding in his heard... he had heard laughing, Azula laughing. Quietly he slipped into a fire bending stance. Katara looked up at him her sapphire eyes questioning his actions. Zuko looked back to Katara his eyes held the worry for them both. Thunder
rolled.
Laughter came from all around them. Lighting flashed a look of terror flicker a cross his face, Katara, seeing it reached for his hand and grabbed…nothing. Katara whipped around trying to find Zuko.
And was greeted by Azula, smirking as she stood over four motionless forms: Aang. Sokka, Toph and…Zuko. Lighting shot out of Azula's fingers and leapt at Katara.
Then she screamed.
"Katara wake up! It's just a dream! Calm down please" said Sokka as he tried to calm his screaming sister, before woke every one in the temple. "Oh Yue! Katara please calm down! What was it?" Sokka begged his sister. "Sok…Sokka it was horrible!" Sobbed Katara in to his shirt. "Its alright it was just a dream." He said patting her back.
Zuko awoke with a start; quickly scanning his room for Azula. He was covered in sweat. His clothes clung to him like a second skin. His breath coming in great heaves. It had started as a good dream then turned into a nightmare.
'It was just a dream… just a dream.' He quietly repeated that mantra in his head, trying to catch his breath.
He hadn't had a dream in along time; this one had progressed into a nightmare.
He looked around his mostly bare room. Calmed somewhat by the thought that everything was the same. 'It was just a dream.' The silence was broken by a knock at his door.
"Zuko are you awake?" It was Aang. "Yes, come in. What's wrong?" Seeing the look on the air bender's face.
"Katara woke up screaming and woke everyone. Sokka is going to kill himself worrying over her. He asked me to get some food for everybody, since we are all awake and I was wondering if you were o.k." he said.
"I'm fine. Is Katara alright?" asked Zuko. "She's o.k. for now…hungry?" The air bender had been trying hard, since he came, to make friends and forgive. Zuko knew this. While it was annoying, the boy was stubborn.
"Alright" he said giving in. Following the air bender, trying to push away a memory of uncle telling him something: That dreams had all kings of meanings.
Author' note
Hey it me! well for a first fic I think it was alright. Please review. I throw imaginary cookies.
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