Avatar: The last airbender

Zuko x Katara

Unwillingly his

Summary: With the Fire Nation winning the war, our tribe also fell into their clutches. My family had a debt with fire prince Zuko. When he offered me a deal I thought it was fair and I accepted. But when I first crossed the door to his base, from now on my prison, I knew it was the beginning of a nightmare.

A/N: I already have some Zutara fanfics in progress in my account, but this time I wanted to make this once different. This fic is narrated from Katara's POV. It's not what I'm used to but I like how it fits the course of the story.

This story will be dark. There will be borderline and mature content including abuse, violence, bad words and stalking. The scene you are about to read is the climax of the story to make you wonder what happened to Katara and Zuko to arrive at such extreme point.

Enjoy!

Prologue

His ambiguous hands grabbed me by the neck and forced me to get up as I struggled to breath. I was sure that in a few minutes, purple bruises would be covering each inch of skin he was touching. Once I was on my feet, without compassion, he threw me to the floor. I met the coldness of the metal and I knew that soon that would be replaced by an unbearing warmth that would kill us both if I didn't cooperate.

"Say it!" He yelled as he slammed his fists into the table, leaving a burnt charcoal mark on its surface. Would I end like that wood if I didn't speak?

The fire on the candles was now turning into a ferocious fire tornado, clearly mymiquing Zuko's emoticons. And all I could do was stare up at him, laying on the floor while trembling. He was out of his mind. I couldn't recognize him. I could feel pure terror and adrenaline mixed running through my own veins. Bad combination for a worse scenario.

"I would be lying." I replied, knowing that I could never correspond to what he felt.

Trying to crawl backwards on my elbows and feet was useless. The fire prince followed my steps, our glances locked together. His boots made a noise that made my heart thump rapidly. He was disposed to tangle our destinies forever. Forcefully. No matter what.

"You have lied to me before. It won't be the first nor the last time." He huffed. He didn't know me as well as my family but I was an open book for him. And that scared me. He knew each thought that crossed through my mind. It was terrifying.

His hand reached my hair. I tried to crawl away but he had me trapped in the dining room. There was no escape. Every door and window was locked, there were no guards and even if they were outside the door, nobody would help me. There was no other option than begging and playng the defenseless and innocent role to try and earn some pity from the cruel Fire Prince.

"Zuko, please, if you really think that you love me… don't do this." I tried to beg, asking for compassion. "This won't make me love you back."

"I will make you repeat it until you believe it." He sentenced, pullling my hair, making my neck be exposed to his will.

Firmly, he placed his palm on the skin of my back. With the other arm he was restraining me from the waist and the table forward didn't allow me to run elsewhere. He leaned his head on my shoulder as his palm started to burn. The heat caused me an unbearable pain, but I wouldn't scream or say what he wanted to hear. The only sound that escaped my mouth were some whimpers. By Zuko's breath I could tell he was satisfied. His warm tongue licked my exposed neck, playing with my tender skin.

"Why are you doing this?!" I cried, his hand burning my back and his grip tightened painfully.

"Because I'm desperate!" He confessed in a muffled whisper and immediately returned to the labour of kissing my collarbone. "Say you love me!" He growled between kisses and bites.

I didn't say it. I refused to tell pleasant words to that monster that was hurting me. Despite having his way with my body, his anger and arousal grew as the fire on his hands. He knew he had gone too far when I could no longer hold a scream to express the pain he was inflicting me. only then, he let go of me and observed the consequences for not making what he wanted.

"Look what you made me do." He sighed, observing a piece of my back's skin burnt by him. It resembled his scar, the only difference beig that his scar was healed and my back was throbing and aching. He noticed that I had started crying as my hands wipped his saliva off my neck and chest, area he had been abusing before.

"Oh, don't cry, I'll make it up to you." He purred sweetly, carefully placing his now cold hand on my tearstained cheek. Was the storm over? Would he enter now the phase of honeymoon when he would try to pamper me and leave me alone for my own sake? I couldn't let him alone decide that, so I begged:

"Stop the pain. Please." I muttered, staring at his merciless eyes and searching for some shelter on his chest even though he was the source of all my suffering. He liked that: when I was weaponless agaist him and so vulnerable that I sheltered myself from him in his own arms. The sick smirk on his lips confirmed my theory. Though his plans wouldn't mind that action.

"Not yet, my lovely Katara. It's time for the deserts." He sentenced, his arms wrapping tighter around me as if a snake was trying to strangulate me.

Despite the pressure on my body, I dared to look into his golden eyes. He wasn't referring to the actual deserts after the thunderous dinner we shared. He meant another thing. The only thing I could do when I realized what he wanted to claim was tremble.

That was the beginning of a nightmare.

For him it wasn't enough just being unwillingly his. He wanted to actually believe that I loved him. And that was impossible. It would never happen.

I have returned to the AVATAR FANDOM since I rewatched the entire series this Winter Holidays. I started finishing projects I left undone and I asked my followers of my other Zutara stories if they wanted me to publish some Zutara things I had in the oven. And the answer was yes, so this is it.

This scene is the climax of the story, just a tease as prologue. Chapter 1 will start since the beggining of the story. We'll catch up then. Happy New Year 2020!

Leave a review if you want more. I don't exactly know how active is the Zutara fanbase these days.

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