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Borealis: A Zutara Story	By : jaded_priceless Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality Views: 33555 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 198
Ty Lee sat in Chu-Hua’s room with the others who had been selected to guard Sokka and the Avatar. She was staring at her arms and hands. They were perfect and unmarred. She had felt the heat and saw the flames licking her skin. There were blisters forming then the water miraculously came. It was cool and refreshing; for a moment she thought it had glowed blue and tingled as it passed along her skin.
Mai had taken her to the triage unit then brought her back the hotel as soon as the battle was over. She had been standing at a different angle than Azula and had seen her being burned. The doctor took one glance at her and sent away to see to those who were critically injured. Ty Lee smiled, Mai rarely raised her voice but when she did it was loud and spectacular. If Chu-hua hadn’t walked in she was certain that Mai and Dr. Amayu would have come to blows over their differing opinions in how she should be treated.
“That fishwife wouldn’t know a burn if she jumped into a fire,” Mai muttered as she carried salve and bandages through the door.
“I’m okay, Mai, really. See,” Ty Lee said extending her arms, “Not a single injury.”
“Did you hit your head too? I saw how close the fire got before the water witch actually made herself useful,” Mai said sitting next to her.
“Katara isn’t a witch!” Aang shouted in defense of her.
Mai rolled her eyes and took a deep breath then took a better look at Ty Lee’s arms. “But you were burned,” she exclaimed grabbing her friend’s hands and turning them about in hers. “I saw the flames touching you.”
Ty Lee’s head did not move but she cut her eyes towards Sokka. He had been staring straight ahead ignoring the Avatar’s questions of what happened but his eyes caught hers. He blinked slowly letting his eyelids fully close and pausing before opening them again. Even without that slight communication the change in his aura spoke volumes. Ty Lee closed her eyes and inhaled slowly. Katara had saved her.
She had pushed Katara out of the way fully intending on being caught in the flames. She had received a letter from her parents. Her fiancée was growing impatient. He no longer wanted to wait until she turned seventeen. He had given them two additional chests of gold coins and another parcel of land to marry her on her fifteenth birthday. Fire Lord Ozai had given his blessing so she could not use Azula as an excuse to delay it. She had not expected the other girl to save her after all she had done or that she had the power to heal. If she survived her fiancée would not have wanted her if she were marred.
In a rare burst of temper she swatted away Mai’s hands and yelled at her friend, “I’m fine, Mai, I’m fine just as perfect as the day I was born!”
“You don’t have to yell at me, I was only trying to help,” Mai huffed pulling away from her while reaching inside her pocket to out a knife and twirling it.
The movement caught Sokka’s eye he timed her movements as it landed on her palm, slide down her fingers and was tossed back into the air by their tips. He yelped loudly disguising it as a sneeze as the knife came down disrupting her motion. He smiled inwardly. He had made her cut herself.
Aang’s eyes narrowed and he frowned at him in suspicion. The Avatar looked at his motley group of guards, “Will one of you go get Katara? She’s really good at first aid and can bandage Mai’s finger.”
He didn’t understand why everyone burst into laughter or why Mai threw the knife in the wall beside him practically growling, “I’d rather lose my arm than be touched by that bitch.”
Tired of hearing her badmouth is sister Sokka finally spoke, “Too bad your fiancée doesn’t share that same sentiment, minkpoodle.”
Ty Lee grabbed her hand before she could throw a knife at him. She spoke to her friend in Fire Nation, “Not now, the Avatar’s looking,” to disguise the fact she protected him.

Zuko placed his hand over Katara’s eyes and guided her back to the hotel. Her hands were over her ears but she could still hear muffled sobs and a few screams. She stopped walking when she felt water.
“Zuko, uncover my eyes.”
“No.”
“Uncover them. I want to take water to the jail and to the hotel. To anywhere that needs it,” she said firmly. She couldn’t do much else but she could make sure the women had water to bathe in.
“Katara…”
“Zuko please. This is my fault. They would have remained safe in Ba Sing Se and the war would be over if I had not revealed our plans to Azula. I have to help them,” she insisted.
“It’s bad Katara. You don’t want to see this,” Zuko said quietly attempting to dissuade her.
Katara curled her arms around herself, “You don’t understand, Zuko. You’re not a woman. You don’t know. You’ll never understand what it feels like to have someone…to be held down while someone…to know that no matter how strong or how much you fight it wasn’t enough to keep that from being done to you.”
Katara bit her lips steeling her resolve and forcing herself to continue as she felt Zuko stiffen beside her, “The worst part is when it’s over and you can feel what was left inside of you. You will never know what it’s like to be hurt so bad, to have something so precious taken from you and be left with physical proof inside of you that the monster took pleasure in doing so. You want it out so bad. You can’t ignore it because it moves when you do; at first it’s a large gush then it turns into a steady drip. You want it out so bad but each movement reminds you that even though he’s gone it’s not over because his taint remains inside you.
“If you stop it doesn’t move as much but the proof he enjoyed taking everything from you is still there polluting you. If you move fast it moves fast. Washing…,” Katara inhaled deeply trying to catch her breath. She licked her lips, tears and snot streaming down her face as she plaintively looked at Zuko, “You can’t wash it out without pushing it deeper inside you. Every time you try to wash it away it goes in deeper before coming back out.”
“Get the water and give it to them,” Zuko mumbled under his breath. He knew he had been hurting Katara but he didn’t know it was to that extent. He didn’t know that she thought he enjoyed it. Zuko lowered his head, he did enjoy it, he didn’t want to enjoy it but it felt good. He didn’t enjoy hurting her or that he had to hurt her to protect her but his penis enjoyed being inside her. The rest of him hated it and hated his penis.
“What?” Katara asked unable to understand him.
“Get the water and give it to them,” he repeated more inaudibly than the first time as he castigated himself.
“Zuko what are you saying?” Katara asked again.
“Get the damn water and give it to them!” Zuko shouted unleashing the frustration and anger he felt towards himself and the situation at her, “Give them all the damn water you want to! It doesn’t matter because it’s just going to keep happening over and over and over! No matter how much water you give them it won’t stop anyone from raping them or keep them from feeling like that!”
Zuko saw the exact moment Katara’s face crumpled before she turned and ran away sobbing.
“Shit, you fucking idiot,” He groaned punching himself in the forehead before chasing after her.
“Katara stop, wait. I didn’t mean it like that. Stop,” he yelled quickly catching up to her. He reached for her but remembered what happened the last time he grabbed for her from behind so he ran in front of her and stopped giving her no choice but to run into him. “Katara I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that.”
Katara twisted in his arms shouting, “Stop lying, let go of me! Let go of me! I hate you! Let go of me!”
“Katara, stop fighting please, just listen. That’s not how I meant it. I meant that no matter what we do we can’t stop it. My mother tried for years. She was Acting Fire Lady but even she couldn’t do anything to end it. I’m just an unwanted son and you’re a prisoner, what can we do that she couldn’t?” Zuko screamed letting go and pushing her away.
Katara watched as Zuko dropped his head back and roared emitting a large burst of flames from his mouth as fire jetted from his fists. Once he had let go all of his immediate frustration, his shoulders drooped. There was a look of defeat on his face when he quietly said, “I can’t help them Katara. I can barely help you. I can’t help you without hurting you and making you feel that way. I don’t like hurting you or making you feel that way. I wish my father would have just killed me and I would have never met you. Give them the water and let them get cleaned off. Maybe that will give them a moment’s peace before they realize all they did was wash the plate to make the entrée more appetizing for the next attacker.”
Katara balled her hands into fists and hit him squarely in the mouth, “That moment’s peace is worth more than you will ever know.”
Zuko licked his lip and wasn’t surprised to taste blood. He spit it out and laughed; he had forgotten about Ursa’s House. Katara took a step back when Zuko smiled brightly at he and a look of calm washed across his face, “You just reminded me of my mother and something she taught me.”
The prince extended his hand to her, “Come with me, Katara, I know how they can get the water and a safe place to use it.”
Katara reluctantly placed her hand in his. She didn’t want to touch him or be anywhere near him but it would be too dangerous otherwise. The flames he had released into the air allowed her to see what formed such grotesque shapes as they moved in the shadows.
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