So my dear readers! This is that Squeal to to 'On Our Own'

that I promised you about twelve hours ago!

If you haven't read 'On Our Own' yet look it up on my profile

because your going to be confused if you haven't!

I hope you guys enjoy this continuation!


-The next morning-

-Winter-

Mako, had been holding his brother holding him in the jacket while the snow hit down on him and his brother, his head was out. There wasn't any room for it to fit into the already crammed jacket. It used to be able to hold him and his brother, but that was when they had been smaller and his father's jacket still seemed huge to them. Mako lied there using his fire breath to melt the snow that was building on the fabric and began to think over what had happened to him and his brother the night before.

They boys had slept pretty close to where their shack had been, the small house was no longer there. The area had changed a little in the past three years… Lots of stuff had changed. When they had come the night before running from the triad, they had left the box of clothes that Mica had packed for them , behind being in too much of a rush to flee from the area. Across the water a building was being built, it looked huge and the brothers had no idea what it was supposed to be. Only knowing that it hadn't been there when they had ley had left the area, fleeing to the triads.

They had lost the one person that had helped them when they needed it most, Mica. When she had been coming back to republic city from the Northern water tribe after her grandmother had died three months ago, her boat was captured taking the crew and passengers and they hadn't heard about any ones that had escaped. When she died the triad started to treat Mako differently seeing as she could not come to save him. They wanted him to steal and do their dirty work.

Mako had began to feel like he was on his own again, after her death and also with that his birthday was coming again. There wouldn't be a celebration or happiness; it would be like they had done for the last two years, going out to where his parents had taken him Three years ago… The night they were murdered. Mako had still not told his brother how they died, he didn't intend on doing so. The memory was hard for him to carry; he didn't want to place that weight on his brothers shoulder. He hadn't told him that Mica wasn't coming back, his brother asked him every day saying that he missed her and hoped she came back soon.

He put his face into Bolin's hair, it was warm and Mako fell asleep.

For the first night in what felt like forever his dream wasn't about his parent's death, or even about them for that matter. He had a dream of a man that looked like father except for the golden eyes that looked almost like his, with a strange helmet on that had a patch of red on the fore head. Next to him stood on who looked slightly younger with green eyes and a patch of green on his forehead. On the other side of him there stood a girl, she had piercing blue eyes and a blue patch on the forehead of her helmet. They had all been wearing similar colors or uniforms, they had been red with what looked like the future industries logo.

The dream ended and Mako opened his eyes and laid there analyzing his dream while his brother finished his sleeping, the snow had stopped and the sun was shining down into the alley way that they were laying in.

He guessed that the one with the red patch was him, and the one with the green was his brother. But the girl the only thing he had been able to see was her eyes and the tan skin around them and he had no idea who she was. But he had a feeling that she would be important in the future, how far in the future he didn't know. The weight on his shoulder seemed to lift for a few seconds; the spirits did have something planned for him. He hadn't lost his parents for no reason, he was going to somehow meet this girl threw everything that would happen to him and his brother.

He felt Bolin move under the jacket, "Mako, are you awake yet?"

He moved his arm and looked at his little brother smiling.

"What happened? I haven't seen you smile in awhile." Bolin asked questioningly.

Mako laughed, he hadn't smiled for a while and it felt good. "I just know that everything is going to be alright."

His brother looked at him confused.

Mako smiled again, "everythings ok just sleep Bo."

-2 years into the future Mako is now 13 and Bolin is 12. It is sebtember.-

The boys had just woken up and both were very Hungary. they stood up and started towards the end of the alley.

The brothers walked out of the alley, holding the others hand, it was warm and bright and the light burned their eyes. they walked towards the soup kitchen that was in the area. The only money they had was twenty ueans they wanted to keep the money incase they needed it for medicine or new clothes since the two had both been growing. They finally came to the building and went in, the line had been short only five people were in it. The brothers got their food fast and headed out of the shop holding the tray of soup, a dumbling, apple and glass of milk.

When they exited the building someone purposely pushed Mako's try up causing the hot soup and milk to spill on to him.

"Well if it ain't you." Mako feared that someone had possibly been still looking for the two of them, when he looked up at the person they looked familiar.

"Remember me you little fire-bending brat." He said lifting up his sleeve to reveal the scar of the burn that Mako had given to him three years ago.

It was that bully Broody he knew that he might come back some day to haunt him.

"And guess what I found out that I'm a bender to," He held out his hand, there were flames on the boy's knuckles, "The same one as you."

Broody shot a fire ball at Mako nearly hitting him, Mako pushed his brother back and began to fight back. The fight was an easy one, though Broody was bigger than him all of his attacks were predictable. Mako easily dodged the fire throwing one at the bully hitting his other arm, he had fought much harder benders and mugs in the past three years. This boy couldn't compare.

As the boy realized that his arm was burned again, he turned around and ran. "Don't pick a fight you can't take!" Mako called after the bully.

He picked up the apple and the now frozen dumpling, a few people were standing around where the fight had gone on and where looking at Mako in surprise that the little boy had taken on someone that was much older than him.

"Boy! Hey little boy!" He heard a man call in the crowd.

Mako grabbed his brother and they started to walk back to where they had slept the night before. The man continued to call after him, Mako continued to ignore him. The man ran to catch up with him and put his hand on Mako's shoulder.

"That was some really good bending back there for how young you are." The man said panting.

"And you are?" Mako asked, he wanted to get back to the alley he didn't have time for this.

The man toke a second to think and then replied, "My name is Toza, I'm starting up a new sport called pro-bending and I think you have the stuff. How would you like to come and train with me in the arena so maybe you can do pro-bending one day?"

Mako liked the idea but he couldn't "We don't have any money, or parents."

The man scratched his chin in deep thought, "Well than how about you come live in the arena I'll train you and in return all you have to do is do a few easy chores around the arena for me, Deal?"


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