"Korra!" Mako's voice was loud and urgent as he shook her shoulder as hard as he could. His stomach felt sick as he tried over and over again to wake her up. "Korra!" He yelled again helplessly. He fell back and held his head in his hands as he rocked back and forth. Why hadn't he seen the car coming? How could something like this happen? His shoulders shook as tears fell down his cheeks. He couldn't fix this. He couldn't go back five minutes ago to undo what had been done.

A hand gripped his shoulder. When he looked up, Bolin stood stiff with tears traveling down his emotionless face. Mako shook his head and opened his mouth to say something, anything, but his words were stuck in his throat. Mako felt like he was losing it. Something had cracked and an urge to scream filled his lungs. Mako crawled back over to her crumpled body that lay in a puddle of blood and he shifted her so that she was lying in his arms. He heard as Bolin fell to his knees, succumbing to the devastation. He touched her colorless face and smeared a dot of red across her cheek. If he didn't think too hard about it he could pretend it was just paint.

"Mako." Asami's voice shook as she forced words through her crying. "The ambulance is coming." But he didn't hear her. He was too busy looking down at the woman he loved. Was it just two days ago that he had told her that? That he loved her? Why hadn't he told her this morning?

"Korra." He whispered. "You have to get up." He brushed a hand across his eyes wiping away the tears that blurred his vision. He began to laugh. "You're the Avatar! You're the freaking Avatar! How could something as stupid as a car kill you?"

"Mako." Bolin's voice held a silent warning. "Don't say that." Mako shook his head, the tears still falling as he laughed. "Why? She can't hear me!" As he said this his laughter turned into sobbing and he curled his body over hers. Finally the noise of the sirens was right there with them and Mako could hear the footsteps of the other men coming toward them.

"Son, we need to take her to the doctor." A man with a scraggly black beard came up behind him and placed his hand on his shoulder. Mako shook it off. "No!" he yelled terror and desperation thick on his words. "You can't take her away!" He gripped Korras lifeless body in his arms and held her away from the stranger.

"Mako! Will you listen to yourself!" Asami yelled clutching her arms to her side as if to hold herself together. "No!" Mako said again not sure if he was talking to her or the voices in his head. He was scaring himself and he didn't know how to make himself stop. A small rock hit his face hard and he felt a stinging. A tiny trail of blood ran from his cut as he watched Bolin through squinted eyes.

"Will you please" he looked at him sadly the tears still fresh on his cheeks "stop it." It was quiet for what seemed like a life time to Mako. He was fighting the feelings that were eating him up inside, but he was losing and he didn't know what to do anymore. He loosened his grip on Korra. He needed to get away from this spot. He needed to go far away.

Then he felt the slightest movement in his arms. He looked down and gasped when he saw that Korra was looking up at him her face cleared of any emotion. Mako's heart leaped as he touched her cheeks and then her lips. A grin spread across his face. "Look! She's okay!" he laughed "You're okay." He said softly to Korra who still lay silently in his arms. With a weak hand she touched his face and he gripped it there. "Who are you?"

Mako stared in disbelief. He was waiting for her to break out in a laugh, to tell him she was just pulling his chain, but as he waited the truth of the real tragedy had settled on all of them. Korra painfully pulled herself away from his arms. She looked scared and confused, like an injured animal that had been trapped. "Who are you people? Where am I?" Her eyes darted around her at the faces who stared at her. Mako reached for her hand and she flinched away. "No! Don't touch me!" Fear was in her eyes and Mako tried to hold back a whine. "Korra, it's me, Mako." She shook her head frantically and winced. "Korra? What are you talking about, what's happening?" Her voice had risen and the man with the black beard stepped forward. "Ma'am I work for a hospital. You were just in an accident and need to go to the hospital." He knelt down next to her. "It's important to make sure your health isn't in any danger." He held out his hand and she stared at it unsure. "Please, it's my job." She nodded and took his hand.

"Wait!" Mako yelled. "I have to come too!" He scrambled to his feet and was going toward Korra when he noticed that she was hiding behind the man. "No." something like realization passed over her features and she gasped. "Oh my god. You!" she limped over to him and gave him a shove. "You're the one who did this! Caused this accident! I remember! You wanted to hurt me!" her face twisted in both agony and anger. She hit his chest. "Stay away from me!"

"Korra, no that's not-" Bolin tried to say, but she pointed an accusing finger at him and Asami. "Stop calling me that! You people" she went back to glaring at Mako. "Don't ever come around me again."

And with that she let the other man guide her to the ambulance where she was taken away, leaving the three of them alone. "No." Mako said softly. "This isn't happening." Fear creeped into his words. "Things are going to go back to normal. They will." Bolin and Asami looked at the ground not knowing what to say and he knew his words were a lie. He knew things weren't going get better.

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The three of them and Tenzin sat in silence as they waited for the doctor to come out. They were not allowed to come in, but they still waited in anticipation for the news. Mako had his head rested in his hands, Bolin was slumped against the wall, Asami stared blankly out of the window and Tenzin sat perfectly still. The silence was beating down on them and when they heard the soft click of the door their heads snapped toward the noise. Katara came out, her face sullen.

"How is it? Does she remember us again?" Mako leaped to his feet, his face falling as he saw the old women shake her head sadly.

"She doesn't." Makos face twisted into anger and frustration and he turned around to hit the wall as hard as he could. No one spoke for a long time.

"Tell us, how bad is it?" Asami said in a soft voice. Katara looked at all of them and then out the window.

"It's worse then what I thought it would be." She said causing Mako to throw his hands up into the air. "Well then heal her! Fix it!" He was desperate and he crossed his arms stiffly over his chest. She shook her head slowly. "I cannot. It is a mental injury, not a physical injury. I've tried everything I could but nothing has worked."

Tenzin stood up and laid a comforting hand on her back. "What do you mean by worse?" He asked. Katara didn't say anything for a long while, but when she did they wished she was wrong.

"She doesn't remember anything. She doesn't remember who she is." She stared into all three of their faces. "She doesn't remember that she is the Avatar."

Bolin sat up and shook his head. "But she will! All she has to do is bend and then she'll know it!" A feeling of hope settled on them, but the look she gave them killed it.

"You cannot bend, if you have forgotten how."

So this was just a short beginning chapter of an idea that had been in my mind for a while now and I just wanted to see if it's worth working with. If it is worth working on the next chapter will probably be done in Korras perspective. ^-^ Tell me what you think please! :D Thank you for reading!