Hey. If you have stayed with the story for all this time, then thank you very much. I hope that you liked it. As I said in the last chapter of the last part, this is the part with the action climax. I hope that is will be a climax and not an anti-climax.

I'm a Lover not a Hater. Thank you very much for answering the questions. It really helps to know the things that work in the story. I always find things that are wrong with it, but find it hard to find the good. I guess I am just a negative person. Thanks again.

The moon was hidden by the clouds, like dark cloak. As a real dark cloak hid a figure that made its way across the court yard of the fire nation palace. Once they reached their destination, the cells at the far end of the court yard. They pulled the hood down from the head. With a deep sigh they enter, and walked along the long corridor. Only one cell was occupied, that was the ultimate distinction of the figure.

The occupant of the small cell slowly lifted their head to look at the person that was now facing them. Looking at them through the bars of the cell. "I knew you would come."

Katara didn't dare look at her father in law as she spoke. "I only came to tell you that you are being transported tomorrow. You will leave without ever seeing your son or grandchildren." Her words were strong, and clear, but underneath them was a level of fear. She had never been face to face with Ozai before.

That morning one of the guards that watched the former fire lord had taken a note from him to Katara. It had asked that she please let him see his grandchildren. That he wanted to be a part of their family. Her mothering instincts had stopped her from telling Zuko, and stopped her from letting him anywhere near her children, but it had also lead her to see him now in secret in the middle of the night.

An evil laugh filled the small room divvied in two by bars. "You think I honestly care anything for my son and his half bas..."

"Then what do you want, what is this all this about." She was normally very controlled, calm but he had crossed the line. Her voice echoed in the small area. No one said anything disparaging about her children, not will she was within hearing distance. Not if they wanted to live a long life, with all limbs intact. In this area she could be as quick tempered as either her husband the firebender or Toph.

Ozai now pulled himself up to his full height. "I want my bending returned to me. I want what is rightfully mine."

Katara took a step back towards the door, but she couldn't make herself leave. Her family would have told her not to have come here. Which was why she very told them. Now she was here the least should could do for them was to find out all she could from him about what he was planning. "How do you plan on doing that." Her voice was shaky, she couldn't hide it. "There is no way on this earth, in a million lifetimes that Aang…."

"I know you precious avatar will not help me." A cold grin spread across his face. "The power of the avatar is split into two parts as it is so powerful. The other half in known as the fated spite. This person is bound to the avatar. There is something special about this fated spirit. They have the power to bend all four elements if they unlock that power. They can, they will give me back my bending."

This was the first time that she had ever heard anything about any of this. In a way it did make sense, but they look in his eyes scared her. This was a man that had been so consumed by power that he turn on his own flesh and blood. She felt deeply sorry for the person that he was talking about.

"I, like me brother have a connection to the spirit world, Koh. We believe that you my dear, are that spirit. The avatars love you more than any other."

Her legs now finally allowed her to more, but her exit was blocked. A guard passed the entrance of the cell block on his patrol. She saw him stop by the door, knowing he would wait at that point for ten minutes before moving on to the next point in his patrol. She was trapped, she couldn't let him see her. "You are wrong." The words just slipped out. There were her only weapon against him. Feeling vulnerable she used her weapon to much. "Aang loves To..." She was just able to catch herself from saying more.

"Please keep going. I'm very interested" Ozai was now leaning on the bars that separated them. "You re stuck here for ten minutes. That is if he is a well-trained guard. Might as well pass the time getting to know each other. We are family after all. "

Katara slumped against the wall behind her. She didn't see any choice. There was no water source nearby. All she could do was use her worlds to fight him. After all he was stuck in here what harm could be do. He would never see the light of day as a free man till the day he died. Zuko, herself and the extended family would make sure of that. "Aang loves Toph. More than anyone, or anything on this or any other world. She is the strong..."

"Yes I know who she is. The grand master earthbender. She even almost became the fire lady before you did she not." Katara had started to grow in confidence as she spoke. Almost taunting him. He with only a few words drained all that confidence from her. "A very interesting person miss Bei Fong."

"That's not her name, she is..." Again Katara blurted something put without thinking, but was able to catch herself at the last minute.

Ozai now moved back away from the bars, and leaned against the wall parallel to Katara. "Don't worry. I already know about the wedding. I just needed to know if he loved her that much." Once he finished speaking he gestured the door, the guard was gone.

The second she saw the unguarded door, Katara let out a deep breath. Though it had been her own will to not be found here that trapped her, she still felt like she could breathe again. Pushing off the wall she slight ran down the corridor, through the door and back into the palace. She was sure that, she had heard Ozai say something as she left, but she couldn't hear him. Whatever it was she didn't want to know, she just wanted to put as much space between him and her as she could.

As the cold night air felt her a deep feeling of sympathy washed over her. She had face many dangers in her life and she had faced them all head on, very backing down. There was something about that man, like he could read you. The whole world just seemed to shrink around him. The air got thinner. How could her husband have turned out as he did with a father like that. She also felt herself feeling sympathy for Azula. It know made perfect sense who she had turned out so damaged. It only proved how strong Zuko was that he had not be as damaged by his father's toxic influence.

A few minute later, as she lay down in her bed next to Zuko, a horrible feeling of guilty washed over her. It felt like she had sold her friends out, to save herself. Deep down she knew it's wasn't like that, but the guilt just didn't go away. In the back of her mind was the thought, that she had helped to set something in motion that couldn't be stopped.