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Shell Shock	By : Sumhope Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality > Het- Male/Female Views: 4413 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Shell Shock
- 2-Leaving
- 3-Ship
- 4-Igloo
- 5-Gran Gran
- 6-Fog
- 7-Sokka?
- 8-Watching
- 9-Dreams
- 10-Hands
- 11-Aang
- 12-Attraction
- 13-Trapped
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- 12
Summary: I am drowning in a pool of hazy mist that coats a darkness over my eyes. A constant fog surrounds me. I feel as if I am hearing, seeing, speaking, all underwater. Somewhere submerged deep inside me something is screaming, hysterically crying, breaking, but it is so far down that I hardly notice. It is ever present, a nuisance to my hazy reality that annoys like a persistent gnat. Disturbing images plague my mind and memory, taunting in their familiarity... So I sleep.

----Aang----

We are flying, the boy and I. Soaring.

There is only sky, above, below, all around us. I should be terrified, instead all I feel is a great swell of exhilaration. I cling tighter to him and match his smile with my own. The orange wings of the glider above us billow with wind. It smells like freedom and pure, unhindered joy.

In the next instant the glider is gone, like smoke blown from our fingers. Our hands are left to clutch uselessly at air and then at each other. And we are falling down, down, down. The wind steals my voice as I open my mouth in a soundless scream.

The earth rises to meet us all too soon. I brace for an impact than never happens. We fall down, into the earth itself, sinking into its dark depths. Somehow this is even more terrifying than our fall from the heavens.

We land on a floor that is hard and scorching, heated with molten magma from the core of the earths centre. His hand is jostled from mine and I grope for it in the black void that surrounds.

Then dark is flooded with light and I see him, standing there in front of me, the source of the light, eyes and arrows glowing. He looks at me with those eyes, so old in a face so young, and says in a thousand different voices speaking all at once, “I'm sorry Katara...I can't do it... I can't end a life like that... I'm sorry... I can't kill him”.

The nature of my element flows through me demanding that I go to him, comfort him and sooth him. I want to promise him that it will all be alright, that we can fix this.

Before my mouth can catch up to my brain or my hands draw him to me the light fades and darkness lies thick all around. The boy is gone and all I can think is that I am alone. Alone in the dark heat. Suffocating. Panic floods me, constricting my lungs. My eyes strain but there is nothing but black. I stumble along franticly in this place of hellish volcanic heat, panic rising with each passing moment, calling his name over and over and over.

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I am jolted back by persistent hands. He has hold of me and is shaking me back and forth.

I had been screaming a name over and over again.

I feel moisture down my face, wetting my cheeks. I didn't know why my eyes were leaking. I couldn't remember. I try to push the moisture back into my eyes but they keep dripping. He pushes my hands away and replaces them with his own, brushing my wet cheeks with his thumbs.

His eyes were wet too. A steady stream and a trickle. I reach up and touch the skin below his eyes. Underneath my right hand I feel jagged, puckered flesh, instead of smooth skin. For a moment my curious fingers explore the dips and crags before he jerks away from me, as though my touch stings him.

He says the name I had been screaming when I woke.

“Aang”.

His voice sounds so torn and hurting I react instinctively, wrapping my arms around him. At first he tenses, uncertain of the embrace, then clutches me to him fiercely. His hot breath warms my neck. One of my hands finds its way to tangle in his hair, the other circles his back. His tears seep through my tunic.

We cling to each other through the night and each night after. It feels right. I no longer feel so alone.

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So first part is katara's dream. There's another clue to the identity of 'him' also if you hadn't figured it out yet. I really liked how this one came out even though it ended up being a bit long compared to the others. Let me know what you take is on the dream... please remember my story is AU Post Sozins Comet. It follows the story up to the end (Aang did not defeat the fire lord).

I was thinking also of doing a chapter in Zuko POV to show more of whats really going on. Would you guys be into that?

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