SunSetSoItSeems: Hello! This is my first fic, so don't be too harsh. Also, keep in mind that this is an Alternate Universe fic, so there's the same characters and personalities, just not the same universe. This is set in modern day/um… Hell/Heaven. It is a mystery and romance fic, so those who do not approve, well, leave. (all is in jest!)

Rating: T for future language and, well, it is Hell after all!

And now, for the story!

Wait! DISCLAIMER: I do not own Avatar. If I did, … I'm not in the witty mood today, I guess. Next chapter… you can expect some wit.

Katara grabbed Aang's hand as they walked down the sidewalk. It was a seemingly perfect day: no clouds, the sun was shining, and even the sky was a perfect blue. Birds were chirping loudly, creating a sort of serene feeling in the air. The day was a perfect one, and also Aang's birthday. He and Katara had been best friends since last year. Little did Katara know, she was also the object of Aang'saffection. She also did not know what he was planning for today.

Today, Aang was going to ask her out.

It was perfect, really. She would give him a birthday hug, and then he would spit out his feelings in a very manly way. Yes, It was all going to plan. Aang had just taken Katara out to lunch, and he was sure that she was in the mood for some hugging.

"What a lovely day!" Katara exclaimed, though with one glance at her watch, her good feelings were lost. "Oh, no! Dad is expecting me home at 3:00! I have to get going!"

Aang inwardly smacked himself. This was not supposed to happen! He hadn't even been hugged yet!

"Um, I'll walk you home. You know. If you want. I can understand it I you don't like- like walking home with me. Yeah."Aang muttered, feeling all of his manly pride drip out of his mouth.

Katara smiled. "I can go home by myself. Happy birthday!"

Katara walked across the street, putting one foot in front of the other, keeping a steady pace.

"Wait! Will you go out with me tomorrow!" Aang couldn't help but let this slip out.

Katara froze. Her feet stopped pacing one in front of the other. Aang gulped. Would she say yes?

A loud screech filled the air as both of the friends whipped their heads around. A red car was steadily advancing towards them, and Katara felt herself freeze again. Aang leaped forward, but it all happened so fast. Katara felt a large object smash against her body, and then nothing. She fell asleep to the sounds of screams to call the paramedics. Then, she felt no more.

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Katara felt no pain as she woke up. In fact, she heard nothing either. All she could do was close her eyes wishing to be back with Aang in safety. Though somehow, she felt oddly at peace. Alost like nothing could harm her. So she opened her eyes.

"Hey. My name is Haru!"

Katara turned around to look for the sound of the voice, and found herself gaping at the scenery. She was in a pure white room, with no sign of impurity. Everything was crafted with beauty, and she even found herself dressed in all white. There were a few benches in the room, and one was occupied by herself, while the other was hosting the stranger.

"Where am I?"

The boy smiled. He was a medium height, and looked to be around her age, if not a little older. He had long locks of cascading brown hair, and slightly feminine features. He seemed to have been an angel, dressed up in all white. She herself, however, was also wearing white, and she knew that she was no angel. Who could this boy be?

"You're in the judgement waiting room, of course!"

This statement, however, made Katara even more confused, and it showed clearly. The boy, Haru, laughed.

"The boy before me, Theo, told me. He said that it was the room where we wait to see if we go to Heaven or-" the boy paused. " think you know where I mean."

Katara smiled. Even if this boy completely lacked any manly features, at least he was kind.

"So that means… I'm dead?" She felt her body twitch at the notion, and she suddenly felt a strange feeling take over. Wasn't she supposed to feel upset?

"It happened to me, too. You can't feel sad here. It's a… good feeling. You'll get used to it."

There was a long silence.

"So…" Haru started. "How did you die?"

Katara couldn't help it. An enormous fit of giggles took over Katara's body.

"How can you say that as if it's the most common thing ever?"

Haru shrugged. "Just curious. So… how did it happen?"

Katara giggled again. "I got hit by a car. I didn't see who the driver was, but they were going over the speed limit. Definitely!"

Haru laughed. "Silly thing to think about now, I guess. When we're both dead. I died in a landslide. I guess I'm not so great with the rocks."

Katara felt a sudden urge to add that he looked like he was good with a makeup kit, but decided against it.

Haru suddenly got up. "It's our turn to go to Him. Hopefully we'll both see each other in heaven!"

Katara waved goodbye to him, watching him skip off. She turned the corner, and walked straight into the judgement room.

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Katara stood in shock. The room was huge! Large pillars held up the beautifully painted ceiling. There was a large book in the center of the room, and a few people surrounding it.

"Hello, Katara. I'm sorry to have to say this…"

Katara froze up. Had she done something wrong in her lifetime? Was she going to go to Hell?

"You have no place in Heaven. You have done nothing wrong in your life, but somehow… we just can't get you in. He says that there was no reason, and He is always right. You'll be able to get into Heaven in about a month. For now, though.."

Katara felt her heart drop. She was going to Hell for a month. All alone in the underworld, with so many murderers and fiends!

"Don't worry! You won't be alone. We have a guide from Hell that will never leave your side for the entire month."

At this, Katara felt a little better. But there was one loose end…

"He will be from Hell. He has only been there for about a year, so he still remembers the Earth. He is also only a year older than you. I'm sure that you will get along fine."

Katara knew it. She was probably going to be dragged around Hell by a serial killer!

"Here he is! Let me introduce you to your guide in Hell."

A boy, around he age of sixteen, walked in with his head down. He had a dark red outfit on, and messy black hair. The first thing she noticed about him was a large scar across the side of his face. The second was his piercing amber eyes. He looked up to her and smiled a sad, solemn grin.

The woman that was speaking earlier smiled also. "This is Zuko, your guide in Hell. Zuko, this is Katara. Do you have anything that you would like to say to her?"

Zuko looked up with a blank expression plastered on his face.

"Welcome to Hell."

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