Title: In Our Weakest Moment
Pairing: Makorra
Author: jessicaxlynn13
a/n: So this was suppose to be like three pages but it turned out being three, possibly four parts. oops.
*takes places at the beginning of Book 3*
Part 1:
"Calling all available units, there's been an automobile collision on East Hem Street. The paramedics have been contacted -"
Mako scooped up his radio before the message could repeat. "This is Unit 17, I'm on Cobblestone I'll be over as soon as possible." He said into the small device.
A static voice crackled through, "Unit 17, we copy."
Mako turned the key to his motorcycle making it roar to life and flipped on the siren, the blue and red lights cutting through the night. Mako didn't think he needed to have them on since this was most likely a fender bender, but he sure loved driving with them. He gave the bike one last rev before taking off. Mako weaved his way seamlessly through traffic as if he'd been doing it for years. At first he was wary of the bike when Bei Fong assigned him to it but after a few trial and errors, Mako couldn't imagine doing his job without it.
Mako wasn't too far from East Hem and made it there quickly. As Mako rounded the corner a crowd of people stopped him in his tracks. Flashing lights caught his eye on the other side of the group and a Metalbender emerged from the cluster. The officer spotted Mako and jogged over to him, as he got closer Mako recognized him from the station. Officer . . . Shin? He thought, but couldn't quite remember if that was his first or last name.
"Officer Mako," He huffed, out of breath. Shin was a few years older than Mako and about a head taller. Mako had only had a few brief conversations with the man but nothing more than the basics; weather, work, or family.
"Officer Shin," Mako nodded. "What happened?" he asked looking past him.
Shin straightened, his hands on his hips "We need you, I'll explain on the way." He said before rushing back toward the crowd.
Mako quickly shut off his motorcycle and leaned it on its kick stand before racing after Shin. As he neared the crowd his stomach turned over, Mako began to think there wouldn't be this many people if it were just a minor accident, but that something more serious lay on the other side.
Mako caught up to Shin just as he began to ascend into the mass. As the two pushed their way through, Shin filled Mako in.
"Apparently, a truck lost control and went through the intersection" Shin started. "And hit a smaller vehicle as it was going through – Out of the way! Police! Move!" Shin shouted suddenly. A few people shuffled to the side making room for the two officers.
Shin pushed through, his broad shoulders forcing a pathway. " - It flipped the smaller car on it's side and ejected the driver." He continued.
Mako blinked. "Are they all right?"
Shin shrugged. "Don't know, but we'll find out." He pushed a few people aside and the crowd fell out.
Mako's nearly gasped at the scene. Glass littered the pavement, making it seem as if diamonds were imbedded in the asphalt. It crunched under Mako's boot as he moved forward, surveying the area. It was just as Shin described, a large warehouse truck sat at an awkward angle in the middle of the intersection but Mako didn't see the other car. Two ambulances were on the other side of the truck and he wondered if it was over there along with the driver.
A voice broke his thoughts, "There you are!"
Mako turned to see another officer stomp toward Shin. Mako instantly recognized her, Officer Ren. She was a Metalbender in training but has been on the force for a few years now. She was small – and looked even shorter next to Shin but she was not a force to be reckoned with. She reminded Mako of Korra at times with a stubborn attitude and a big mouth. But when Ren wasn't bossing everyone around she was . . . nice and Mako thought of her as a friend in some weird way.
"I can't believe you left me here to hold off this -!" Ren gestured to the mass. "While you go running off to who knows where!"
Shin raised his hands in defense, "I was getting Mako!" he exclaimed, pointing to where Mako stood.
Ren's sharp gray eyes locked onto Mako and he swore he saw fire in them. Ren let out an acute breath before turning back to Shin. "Kwan and Luu are on their way, keep – this - under control." She waved to the crowd and then marched off.
Shin let out a breath and turned to Mako, "Great. Crowd control, just what I want to be doing."
Mako let out a chuckle, turning his attention to the crowd. "All right people stay behind the yellow gates!" Mako shouted and herded the group back.
A shout echoed from behind him, it took him a second to realized someone was calling his name. Mako turned to see Ren racing his way.
Rolling his eyes, Mako walked to meet her halfway expecting her to bark another order at him. But as she neared there was a look on her face. Mako's stomach dropped.
Something was wrong.
"What is it?" Mako urged as they finally met.
Ren took a breath. "It's Korra."
Mako blinked. "Korra?" He licked his lips, slightly confused. "What about Korra?"
Ren bit her bottom lip and Mako looked past her, his eyes locking on a car. No, not just a car but a Satomobile. It was Asami's. Mako's legs seemed to move on their own as he ran around the truck to fully see the damage.
Asami's black convertible laid crumbled on the driver's side and the passenger door was nearly caved in. The smell of gas burned Mako's nose and stuck to his lungs. He coughed, stepping away from the overturned car and his eyes set on a dark stain smeared across the pavement. Mako covered his mouth in attempts to keep the contents of his stomach down. The only thought that crossed his mind was Korra.
The slam of a door pulled him back. His gaze followed the sound of the paramedics closing the ambulance doors. The siren screeched in Mako's ears before speeding off.
There was a hand on Mako's arm. "They're taking her to Central." It was Ren.
Mako swallowed the tightness in his throat before facing Ren. "I - I have to go." He struggled to get the words out.
Ren nodded. "I know, we've got it from here. Now go."
Mako didn't waste any time and sprinted back to his motorcycle. The crowd had thinned out some so he made it through with ease. He didn't slow until he made it to his bike, Mako rammed the key in the ignition and it sprung to life. He released the clutch and flew off down the street.