Ba Sing Se Boarding High

Danger

A/N This will be the lost Zuko chapter, but it gonna also be a switching POV. Enjoy the terror! It's 1 am. whooooooo! I am never going to sleep! FNaF HEAVY METAL GO!

*Zuko POV*

Aang is having an extremely noticeable panic attack. Mental breakdown. Uncle Iroh is trying his best to calm him down. I'd rather not have the room blow up. The meditation is working, but just barely. His eyes keep flickering open and closed. His tattoos keep flickering with his eyes. It's a little terrifying. Every few seconds his breathing goes sporadic. Every time this happens, there is a strong wind in the room. He's very obviously trying to stay calm, but something seems to have snapped. The emergency assembly to tell the world was a terrible idea. 
"Uncle! Isn't there anything we can do!?" I beg him.
"I've done everything I can. Aang has to get through this alone," He replies. There's something else I can do. I climb up on the bed and hug Aang close. This calms him a little, but he's still not all the way there.

*Aang POV*

Everything is burning. The room isn't there anymore. I know that visions tend to happen during meditation, but this can hardly count. A flame gets way too close. I jump out of the way. I see clouds. If I can just reach them! I jump, but all that happens is that I see the past Avatars up there. Why aren't they responding? The ground falls away and all of a sudden I'm falling with fire surrounding me. I reach up. There is no bottom. I want to scream but my throat is blocked. The fire gets closer and closer. It's going to burn me! 

*Zuko POV* 

Aang is shaking and spluttering, but I cling to him. Someone has to keep him anchored to the real world. His eyes are fluttering faster now. The only consistency is his position. His legs are crossed and his hands in his lap. The lotus position. Meditation. But this is not meditating, it's Aang visibly losing his mind. 

*Aang POV*

I try to bend away from the fire, but the air just fuels the flames. They get closer every second. Burning agony. I can't even cry. I brace myself for the burning. Instead of burning to a crisp, I hit the bottom. I need to run. As I pump my legs, nothing seems to be happening. It's like I'm on a hamster wheel. Don't burn me. Don't get burned. If you fight fire with fire, the world goes up in smoke. The burning mass rages closer to me every second. I can barely move my limbs. I feel the tongues of fire lick my back.

And all of a sudden I'm freezing. Drowning. Rising to the surface just to get pulled back under. My lungs fill with water. I spit it out. Grabbing a piece of driftwood. My arms and legs are numb. Breathing heavily. Choppy waves. Can't move. Time!

*Zuko POV*

Aang's shaking turns to shivers. What the hell is happening. His body temperature drops drastically. I try to heat him, but he pulls away. The most I can do is hold onto him. 
"What on earth is happening Uncle?" 
"I have no idea. It's as if his visions are affecting his body. You're doing all you can,"
"Visions?" Sokka asks.
"Meditation can often cause visions. They are mostly calming tranquil areas, but if the meditation is unrelaxed and the soul is turbulent, the visions can become cruel and terrifying. Most cruel visions relate to the recipient's worst fears,"
"Fire," Sokka and I both say. That's why he recoiled from the heat I was trying to give him.

*Aang POV*

Driftwood breaks. Drifting underwater. Can't... breathe. Blurry. 

I'm underground. Rocks are falling. Grimacing, I try to run. My legs are still limp. Need to move. It's so small down here. What if there isn't enough air. Claustrophobic. Hyperventilating. I need to get out of here. Walls. Trapped. Cave in. Crushing. 

I gasp. Zuko is clinging to me. I shake him off. Exhaustion grips me. I should've died three times. I'm never trying to meditate while upset again. That was horrible. I curl up and pass out.