Avatar Dark-fic Meme!!!!

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Hey all! beckyh2112  is having a anti whump-Zuko meme. It's gonna be good, but I thought it would be fun to explore the... darker side of our favorite fandom, in contrast.

This is not just Zuko-whump meme, per say. All Avatar characters are welcome in order to explore their darkest sides. After all, the road to hell is paved with good intentions isn't it? *Grin*

So go on and reply with up to 4 requests. I promise to do at least 1 from everyone, so do your darnest to be dark. (Although I'm drawing the line at rape and incest.)

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Katara Bloodbending Zuko Part 3

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He tensed at her words and looked up, naked shock on his face. Maybe he hadn't known he had had lost a ship – soldiers who had just seen him order the murder of an entire island might have been too fearful to disappoint their Fire Lord.

“You told Aang and I that they were decommissioned and taken apart,” Katara continued, when he said nothing. “How many more fleets do you have?”

“None! Look, you don’t understand.” Zuko finally rounded the crib, walking towards her with an odd half smile on his face. It looked… wrong, somehow. Then again, he was always a bad liar. “Those were… There were threats against my nation. I have the right to defend myself.”

“Was there really a plague?” Katara asked, quietly. “Or was that a test run?”

Zuko’s stride halted, just for a moment. And the look on his face was all the answer Katara needed. Maybe Zuko saw it too for all the torches in the room brightened…

… And Katara lifted her hands, shaped into claws.

The sparks on Zuko’s palms died before they even had chance to kindle fire. One gesture and his arms locked straight down firm against his sides.

He fought. He fought like nothing she had ever felt before. Katara had chosen her time right – a blue moon held full in the sky. But she had to force him down inch by inch, shutting blood away from his lungs when he opened his mouth to scream, diverting more into the soft tissue of his eyes – forcing him, by pure pain to submit.

“Y-you can’t,” he gasped, even as his knees buckled and capillaries burst across his good cheek. “I’m… Fire Lord…”

“I’m sorry, Zuko,” she whispered, and was surprised that despite it all… she actually meant it. “But the world can’t have another war. The madness in your family stops here.”

And she held him there, breathless, until he was too weak to struggle anymore.

Katara didn’t kill him, although a part of her wanted too. The Fire Nation would fall into chaos without a ruler, and right now Zuko was all they had. Relaxing out of her stance, she moped a sleeve across her face – it came back equal parts sweat and tears.

Then she crossed the room to the crib and reached down for the baby.