I used to really hate Amon…but I feel really bad for him and now I think he never meant to be evil, but like Tarlock said, he just wanted equality. Here is what I think should happen after the season finale of The Legend of Korra.
Chapter 1: Alone
"The two of us, together again," Noatak exclaimed, eyes set on the perfect view of the ocean. The ocean was where he needed to be, surrounded by his element.
"There's nothing we can't do." Noatak was confident. He'd made so many mistakes, but he could fix them as long as he was with his brother.
"Yes, Noatak," Tarlock murmured softly to his older brother. The eldest sibling laughed quietly to himself.
"Noatak…I'd almost forgotten the sound of my own name."
Tarlock loved his brother. The same man who'd taken away his waterbending, who locked him up in a cell and disappeared for over twenty years. This same man was his brother. Tarlock glanced at Noatock, then at the gloves equalists had used against benders to electrocute them. He wanted to believe his brother badly, but the former Amon had caused an all-out war in Republic City; he couldn't just let him go. Knowing his brother, Noatak would probably start this whole thing again in another peaceful place. He couldn't take that chance. He could never really trust his brother again.
Tarlock silently placed the glove on his hand, and then opened the compartment leading to the gas tank. The gasoline was fueling the entire boat. His gloved hand hovered over the opening.
"It will be just like the good old days."
Noatak recognized the sadness and sympathy in his younger brother's voice. Tarlock didn't trust him at all. He should have known his brother wouldn't want to live a second chance with him. All Noatak wanted was equality for everyone, but he'd ruined everything. He felt the wind blow his dark hair back, blow the silent tear running down his cheek. He would always love Tarlock.
He heard the cackle of electricity first; his feet were quick to leap. The minute he heard the explosion, Noatak was already in the water. It was loud, deafening and painful to watch. Fire was everywhere; all that was left of the boat was ash and floating pieces of wood. His brother was gone. The only person in his life was gone. Noatak forced himself to swim away. There was nothing left anyway; of the boat or of his life. Tears streamed freely down his face. Tears of anger, of sadness, of betrayal. His father used him, his mother gave up on him, and his brother didn't trust him. This scarred man was alone. He couldn't start over anywhere. Maybe he should have stayed on the boat and died along with his brother.
Very quick, but there will def. be more chapters coming up. Tell me what you think, review!