Amon awoke, with a dull pain reverberating through his body. Slowly, he sat up, quickly noticing that he was unmasked, eyes darted from one side of the room to another, it was dark, and empty, with nothing but the small bed he sat upon, a chair beside it, and a bucket of water beside the chair.
W-Where am I? Panic coursed through his veins, did Tarrlok imprison him? Why wasn't he dead? Quiet footsteps echoed from an unknown direction, and suddenly the crunch of earth being bent. Tarrlok! How surprised he was when before him stood Avatar Korra. His eyes widened but he quickly ducked back to hide his face, determined to maintain his composure.
"Where are we Avatar? And what have you done to me?" It was difficult to mask the utter panic and fear in his voice, and it didn't go unnoticed by Korra. "Calm down!" She snapped angrily, "You're in a cell under the air temple, nobody knows you're here, and I haven't done anything! You're lucky I decided to heal you, and not send you strait to Lin!" He froze, Healed him, the Avatar, used waterbending, to heal his injuries. Did Tarrlok hand me over to the Avatar? Or perhaps she was working along with him.
Korra seemed to read his mind "Whatever you're thinking I had nothing to do with what happened to you, I found you all bloody in the middle of an alleyway, I was about to take you to Lin but it's better if you're in good health so you can get what's coming to you in full. So I took you here and healed you. Now shut up! I've got to go train with Tenzin, so just lie down and relax for once." A million thoughts ran through Amon's head and lying down and "relaxing" was surely not one of them. "Look do I have to hit you over the head with a rock or are you going to listen to somebody else for once?" The irritation was painfully obvious, Amon grimaced.
"Where is my mask Avatar?" "I couldn't find it, if it's so damn important I could give a bag or something to cover you face. So long as you fucking cooperate with me, the faster you're healed the faster you're behind bars." Prison? No no that won't do, but she is right, I need to heal first. When I've gotten my strength back I'll simply escape. His thoughts were interrupted by Korra "You know your scars aren't as bad as you make them out to be. Anyway, Lay down, I have stuff to do, I'll be right back to grab a sack, if your not lying down by then I'm knocking you out." She huffed quickly before turning and bending a hole in the wall and stepping out before quickly erecting it again.
My face. The Avatar has seen my face. Tarrlok, has seen my face... Amon's blood ran cold, nearly trembling with fear. Without a thought, Amon shot up off of the bed, out of sheer anger and confusion, he threw the chair across the room, shattering into small splinters. Lost in his rage Amon did not register his bodies' protests, or that Korra had returned.
"Amon! Calm down!" He turned, trembling, in an instant, locking eyes for but a second Amon launched at Korra pinning her against the wall. "Avatar, Why did you heal me, you could have left me to die!" Memories flashed through his mind. Pain, blood, the feeling of bones cracking. Amon collapsed, in both physical and emotional pain. "W-why?" Amon sputtered in a last effort for answers, Korra knelt down, shocked from the display and sudden change. Unsure of what to do with the unconscious man, Korra gently picked him up, lightly hugging him at his stomach in an effort to hold him without disturbing his many injuries. Heaving him over to the small cot, she plopped him on the bed and knelt beside the bed seeing as the chair was in pieces. Korra looked at Amon, the scars that creeped from one side of his face to another. Lightly tracing the scars, Korra bent the water from the floor, and began the process of healing him anew. Slowly working the cold water over his face, then down to his arms and chest where injuries were most severe. Minutes passed as Korra silently healed him.
Korra stole one last look at Amon's face, for what she thought would be the last time she would see it so...human. She lightly slipped the sack over his face, and quietly left the cell. As silent as the room was, neither would sleep, only to have sleep plagued with nightmares.
Anyone curious as to exactly what happened to Amon? You'll find out soon. ;D All will be explained eventually. R+R if you please, My first upload here so I'd love some feedback!