A/N I own an apology to everyone...I personally...know the pain of an unfinished story. It just leaves you there on that edge, deciding whether or not to push you down. So, I've decided at least finish up the story.

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Gray clouds signaled plentiful rain to fall onto the dry Fire Nation. A procession of people dressed in white robes and dresses slowly filed out of the dark red palace, led by the Fire Lord, along with Aang, Sokka, and Toph.

They arrived at the small platform, holding the body of Katara.

The procession stood in front, everyone not uttering a single word.

Zuko turned around and said in an unmoving voice, "We're...gathered here today to honor a noble..." He held back tears, "beautiful...waterbender...Katara, whose life ended much too quickly." He bit his lip as he looked at the rather small group of people. His eyes rested on each one of them. Aang, whose eyes seemed like they'd spurt out tears any second. Toph, who hid her sadness through serious look on her face. Sokka, who had just wiped away single tears from his dark blue eyes. Iroh, who didn't hide his tears from anyone as he wept openly.

Painfully, Zuko closed his eyes before continuing. "I know...I know...that it's the Sage's jobs to do these funerals...however, they refused to...so...Lady Katara's body will be given to the Water Tribe, who can give a proper burial to her." He grabbed a white rose from a nearby basket and walked to her body. Tears suddenly stung his eyes as he placed the rose on her chest. Holding them back, he turned around again and walked off the platform.

He walked away from the small mass of people grieving. He stopped at the banks of the small pond, where usually the turtleducks were swimming freely and quacking happily. But today, they swam quietly through the water, not a quack out of their orange bills. As if they knew...someone was gone.

"Why do you love her so much?"

Zuko turned around and saw Qing Re, her head down and her fan tightly held folded up in her hand. He turned back around and sighed. "The value of love can't equal a life."

"What?"

"Don't think that since you've killed Katara, means that I'll transfer my love to you."

Qing Re widened her eyes in awe as he turned around, his amber eyes burning through her being. "How did you..."

"It doesn't matter anymore...what's done is done." He quickly said, passing her swiftly. Qing Re said nothing as he passed her. Her red eyes strained and stared at the pond in front of her in rage. She suddenly took her fan and threw it into the pond, scaring off the turtleducks from the spot.

The white fan sank beneath the water, landing with a soft thud at the bottom of the pond. The fan opened and revealed a patterned white rose.

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(15 years later)

"Leave me alone!" A scream emitted throughout the ballroom, directing everyone's attention to the tan, black haired girl, her blue eyes burning through a nobleman's son. "How dare you touch me like that!" She ran out of the ballroom, people hurrying to get out of her way.

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After the event, a knock sounded through the Fire Lord's chambers.

"Come in."

The door groaned open, revealing a tall, pale, red eyed woman, a furious expression on her face. "This wench ruined the event and also turned down the son of a very powerful landlord." The woman almost threw in the black haired girl, who stumbled into the room.

The Fire Lord sighed, "Qing Re, it doesn't matter, if Hitsaya wants to turn him down, then she can."

Qing Re clenched her fists and hurried out the door.

"Father..." The girl quietly said, lightly playing with her black hair. "Who was my real mother?"

Zuko, shocked, put down the brush he was holding and stood out of his chair. He walked towards her and said, "What are you talking about Hitsaya...Qing Re is your real mother."

Tears burned at the girl's eyes, "Stop lying father! I know she isn't! She hates me so much! We don't even look the same! I look more like Uncle Sokka than her!" Hitsaya cried as she sat down on the edge of her father's bed.

Zuko, biting his lip, sighed and walked towards her, sitting down beside the crying girl. "Hitsaya..." He ran his hand through his daughter's hair. "Look at me..."

The girl looked up at him through her crystal blue eyes. It almost hurt to look into them without being reminded of her. Zuko swallowed and spoke, "You're...right...Qing Re...isn't your real mother."

Hitsaya widened her eyes and wiped away the access tears. "Who was she father? I want to know so much..."

"She...was very beautiful...and was a master waterbender." Zuko smiled at the memories of him being drenched in water whenever she got mad. "You have her eyes you know."

"Really?"

Zuko nodded, smiling at his daughter. "She was your Uncle Sokka's sister. That's why you two look alike."

Hitsaya sniffed and wiped away her watery eyes. "But father...I wanted to ask too..."

"What is it Hitsaya?"

"What happened to her?" She whispered.

Zuko was taken back in surprise and sorrow. He paused and finally spoke, "She was killed."

"By who!?" Hitsaya asked, wondering who would kill her mother.

"We...we don't know...they killed her and ran."

"That's terrible! We should put them in the dungeons if we find them!" She said, throwing her arms around in rage.

Zuko smiled, "You do have your mother's temper too."

Hitsaya blushed and asked again, "I do?"

"You and your mother are so much alike...you remind me of her so much sometimes..." He replied, hugging Hitsaya tightly.

"Father?"

"Hm?"

"I um..." She pulled away. "When I can't go to sleep...I sometimes hear this...lullaby...in my room. I thought it was you or a servant...but there's no one there. But...it's such a good lullaby...I go to sleep right away."

"Lullaby?"

"Yes father, it goes like..." Hitsaya started humming the tune, Zuko eyes widening at the memory of it. He remember Katara used to sing it whenever she was tending to his injuries. To think...

Hitsaya stopped as she saw her father's expression. "Father? What's wrong?"

"Y...Your mother...she used to sing that when we were young. Whenever she was healing me, she'd sing that."

Hitsaya stopped and finally whispered, "Father...do you think that mother's here? Watching over us?"

Zuko smiled. "Maybe Hitsaya...just maybe."

A/N Bleh, sorta sad ending I guess...which ever way you want to look at it.

This is the last chapter so...yeah...hope I didn't disappoint too many people!