Okay, sorry, I had to put this somewhere. I guess the Lieutenant reformed the Equalist movement.
"Bring back any memories, Avatar?" He spoke, circling around her. She lay there, bound and gagged, her body too weak to even hold itself up.
"Or, perhaps, nightmares?" He said, and two of his masked allies lifted her up, each holding up one of her arms. She tried to glare back but she knew how she probably looked, defeated and helpless. He laughed, enjoying her misery.
"You won't get away from this-" she said, stumbling over her words. "I- I got away once-" she started, before coughing violently. Although it pained her she managed to choke out the rest, "I can do it again."
"Not in that state. And this time, I'll make sure you're guarded at all times. I'll make sure you never escape that box until I find a way to take your bending, permanently. I won't fail like Amon did" the Lieutenant said, turning away from her. She could've sworn she saw some sadness, some disappointment, hidden in his eyes as he mentioned his former ally. "Put her in the box. You don't even have to electrocute her, she won't escape in the state she's in." he said, obviously mocking her.
She was dragged back to the familiar, cold metal box Tarrlok had once trapped her in. She tried to struggle, seeing black dots in her vision every time she moved. She doubted she was putting up much resistance, because the equalists merely laughed.
They threw her in, slamming the door in her face before she could even blink. She noticed how the metal bars above her were buzzing with electricity. He must have figured out her last trick when she had escaped him a month ago.
She was tired, too tired to even think about fighting. Her energy was drained, her body was weak, so she was glad when sleep finally came, welcoming her into temporary bliss.
Should I continue or...?