PROBLEMS OF LOVE
CHAPTER 3: Death does not keep us Apart
"We have to confront Zuko," Katara said.
"Too little too late Katara," a voice came. And Zuko appeared holding 2 knives. "Zuko!" Katara screamed. "What are you plotting against us?" Aang asked. Zuko laughed. "The little avatar cuts to the chase with no hello. Anyway, what I am plotting against you is revenge. You took my fame away idiot, and now my people like you better! So now, I am going to kill you! But my plan was to let Maya make you stay here for a while so I can wait for the perfect time to corner you. But then, Katara came and I have to kill her too, or she'll tell about me," he said.
"NEVER!" Katara screamed. She created a shield of ice from the water of a fountain next to them. "Oh Katara, I am even more powerful under the sun!" he screamed and created a wave of fire towards the shield and it melted quickly.
But before she could recreate another shield or Aang could stop him, Zuko had run towards them and plunged the knives into their hearts. Blood poured out and their strength slowly weakened. Zuko laughed triumphantly and walked away.
-A WEEK LATER-
Mai came into her husband's room to see him dead, with blood pouring out of his chest. She ran towards him and caressed his lifeless body, crying.
She then noticed a rolled paper on his king-sized bed.
She unrolled it, and gasped at what she was reading before her eyes.
My dearest Mai,
I have done something I regret. Remember the time when we found Aang's and Katara's bodies in the Southern Air Temple? I put my friends in deep grief, especially Sokka.
I DID IT!
I did it because of envy. Envy at his fame. So I plotted against a man who accepted me to be his friend after I hurt him and every one of his friends.
Now, to end my suffering, I shall kill myself. But I love you so much Mai, my love.
Your dearest,
Zuko
-SOUTHERN AIR TEMPLE-
In a room where two beds lay, rested the bodies of the two lovers.
The body of Katara stirred. And her eyes opened.
She turned to see her love resting in peace.
"Aang?"
This is the end!
Again, I am sorry for any grammatical error.
Merry X-mas!
BTEmerald 99