Fair warning to all my readers, this one does contain lemon... Not as good as the other one I wrote, but eh, can't complain now can I? Anyway this is Bolin centric and contains a bit of one sided Borra and Bopal.

I don't own anything in this, accept the character Balan. This is a two part story, I have the other piece written, and I'll post it tomorrow as soon as I get the time.

Devil Inside

Mako looked on in disbelieve, one moment his brother was following him, and the next he was missing. He still remembered that half-sad half-sorry smile he had given him before he disappeared. Mako shouted, and screamed, but there was no answer from Bolin. He sacrificed himself to divert the lava flow, dying in the process to keep them safe.

His brain went numb as soon as he realized that he wouldn't be coming back this time like he did all those other times. He felt broken down to his core, knowing that the last piece he had left of his original family had just died and he had done nothing to stop it. He was the older brother, the one who was supposed to keep Bolin save, but he had failed his duty as the older sibling.

Mako let out a gut wrenching sob as he fell to his knees, his tears flowing down his face, not caring that the others would see him in a moment of weakness. What did he have left to be strong for? Bolin was the last thing he had cared about, the only person he had to take care of and he had let him down. He didn't notice the others trying to comfort him, but one word brought him out of his trance. Zaheer he thought the name with venom.

He would pay… Him and every one of his little followers. His eyes gained a glint, glowing gold softly behind his ember irises. Mako felt as his sorrow boiled over into anger and hatred, fuelling his fire to new heights. Electricity crackled around his form as his bending reacted to his thought, building up to a point where it had to be released or else he would destroy himself. He knew he would get his revenge, it was the only thing that mattered at the moment.

Lin watched Mako closely as he ran inside, the sudden burst of blue fire followed by electricity as he attacked the members of the Red Lotus were worrying. The last person to have had blue fire had gone insane, and at the moment she realized that the intensity and colour of the fire was influenced by the person's emotions. She was shocked to see him killing the two powerful benders that worked with Zaheer personally without much difficulty.

Zaheer had escaped, but Mako had managed to set his clothing alit with a blast of lightning. Lin noticed that the lightning was much more powerful and deadly, but she had realised he used a different technique to create and fire it. This method magnified the current by creating a magnetic field around the user's body, increasing the amount of energy collected and the speed at which it is collected.

Bolin POV

The lava was flowing rapidly towards me as I dug out a new path for it to follow and I hoped with all my heart that this was enough to divert it all the lava that was going to Mako and the rest. The heat was making me sweat more by the second, by the time I was about to punch out the mountain again, the lava was near my feet, and by some instinct I pushed it back and solidified the molten rock, much to my surprise. I knew this was a rare skill, and it made me feel special.

The whole situation had tired me out, I never really realized it until now. My arms and my legs burned from the strain I had put myself under digging out the new path. Like a tidal wave the full effects of the exhaustion hit me, causing me to collapse in the dark cave, the light from a bit of lava caught in a pool glowing softly giving just enough light in the small space to see myself. I struggled to keep my eyes open, but slowly they closed against my will. The last thing I saw before I fell asleep was another me looking down on me, bloody sword in hand and my eyes a deep gold.

'Sleep…' he whispered to me.

Five months later…

I woke up with a jolt, the bedding clinging to my sweat covered body and my breathing was laboured. Another nightmare… Why do I keep on dreaming about dead bodies scattered across the land, and me standing in the middle of it all grinning sadistically. I know I wouldn't do something like that… right? There was no point in trying to sleep again, knowing I wouldn't be able to after that nightmare. I rolled up my sleeping bag and packed it away in the bag that lay near my feet. I quickly destroyed the earth tent I built last night, picking up my wind-board I found back at the Air temple.

Sand-bending had been a little skill that I taught myself over the last few months along with furthering my lava-bending abilities. It was fascinating how I could copy and replicate some wind-bending abilities with sand-bending, which came in handy with the wind-board. Hopping on the board, I started to mentally manipulate the sand to create a strong gust to propel myself forward, like I was surfing on dry land.

I was barely paying attention to my surroundings as I raced thru the country, but a scream nearly caused me to crash into a tree. I turned my board and raced toward the scream and found a gang of men attacking a woman. I quickly bent the sand into a rock and sent it to knock down one of the men and sent two rocks at other two guys. The thing I should have noticed was, that there were more men around the area in the trees and behind them, but then again I only saw the danger and tried to help.

The others started to come out of hiding, surrounding me and the woman, her bad laying on the floor, what little she had in it was scattered around the area. From the way she stood, I could guess she's a water-bender, their style being much more fluent than fire-bending or traditional earth-bending. Lava-bending had a similar style to water-bending because both of the two styles use something fluid, while sand-bending has a stance similar to air-bending. It all depends on the way you are going to use the element, I wonder how metal-bending works… I should be pretty robust considering the way the metal acts, which would probably make it the same as basic earth-bending.

Shaking my head clear of the unneeded thoughts, I focused on the battle ahead. It was a group of 20 guys, and those odds against me weren't good. I didn't know who were benders, and who weren't, but I was about to find out. When the fight started, the woman used her first chance to run away, but the thugs didn't care they wanted to kill me… Just Freakin' Great!

I dodged the first guy, using his momentum to trip him and have him face-plant in the dirt, but I had to quickly duck under another guys punch. I didn't have much time to gather my bending, but luckily my mental control over sand is great, so using it brought a lot to the centre then blasted it out sending a whole lot of the guys flying out. That moment the benders decided to join, forcing me to duck and dive out of the way of the fire blasts and rocks.

It would have gone better had one of the thugs not blood-bent me into submission. Then they started to kick me and hit me, tacking everything I had on me. I was being beaten to death when I heard the voice. It was a cold as ice and held a lot of anger and hatred.

'Let me out, let me take care of this.' The voice pleaded in my head.

'Who are you?'

'I'm you, now let me make sure we don't die.'

The pain was almost unbearable, so I gave in and let him take control of my body. I could feel my body healing itself, rebuild my skin that had been burnt on my arm and feel the bones aligning themselves and mending. The pain of healing at the speed without the water to stop the pain was almost unbearable, but the world started to fade into darkness again, but I could still feel my body growing stronger and starting to move… I never knew what happened after that.

3rdPerson POV

Bolin was engulfed in blue fire that felt cold to the touch, but burned with the intensity of the sun. The fire changed him as it healed him, making him stronger and adapting him to withstand more damage if he was attacked in the future. Bolin was dressed in black leather armour with a sword on his belt, but he didn't use it when he attacked. He simply dismembered three bandits and killed them with their own limbs, impaling them with the arms or legs he had torn off, while moving away from those attacking him. As he moved, he wrapped his hands around two of his attackers necks and crushed it, blood splattering as he did.

He became more violent as he ripped out one bandit's heart and shoved it straight down another's throat, suffocating him. Blood flew in his face, but his eyes had long since changed to a golden red, looking more like glowing orange orbs. The smirk on his face widening with each of his kills, even as the people he was busy killing shouted and creamed in horror.

He lunged over to a man and shoved his hand into his stomach, pulling out his intestines and wrapping them around the person's neck, chocking the life out of him. As the corpse fell to the ground, Bolin ripped its head of and threw it into another's stomach with the force of cannon, killing him with the impacts force. Another bender tried attacking him with earth-bending, but was easily dispatched with a quick flow of lava that acted like water as it encased the person. He loved the sounds of the screams of pain, and revelled in the death he caused.

With a laugh he unleashed a wave of blue fire, burning his enemies to death, not bothered by the smell of burnt flesh at all. The bodies that lay across the battlefield covered it in a shallow layer of blood, but he didn't care about it, he was having too much fun. He wanted to have more fun, but there were no more people to kill or mutilate. So he took the supplies they had with them and walked to the nearest river and washed him clean. He hated feeling dirty, it was beneath what he was to be seen like this, even if this was not what he truly looked like.

The man smiled, it had turned into a game for him, keeping Bolin and Mako alive and giving the boy a little more power when he needed it. It was quite entertaining, but he had to make sure the boy survives and lives a full live, for this is the only way he could escape the rule of his father. He wasn't as violent as his father, no that man would put him to shame, but he did have his tendencies, especially if it came to the people that he cared about. Like all games, there were those characters you loved and adored, well that was Bolin, Mako and Asami for him.

7 months later

Lin had been sent a message from Suyin telling her of a rumour spreading around the villages. According to the people, there was a man that went by the name Savage, which was stopping bandits by killing their leaders and maiming those who dare try attack the village he is staying in at the time being. He is said to wear a black cloak that covers his entire body and a black material face mask, to hide his identity. From the reports, it says that the man was well trained in earth-bending knowing all of its sub-skill except metal bending, which it appears he is working on.

She hadn't been able to find him yet, which could mean that Kuvira had tracked him down and has him in her army now, which would be bad all round considering his impressive arsenal of earth-bending skills. What worried her even more was the fact that Korra had disappeared 3 months ago and hasn't been found since, she knew that the person couldn't be Korra because all of the reports clearly stated that the person was a male due to his build and voice.

"Chief Beifong, we have a report from Air Temple Island stating that several of the teams had been sent to search for the Avatar. There have been leads suggesting she was near the southern part of the earth kingdom." Mako reported.

"Alright, I just hope she knows what she is doing." Lin said as she dismissed Mako.

She was concerned about the boy, but she wouldn't say it, he had buried himself in work ever since he had returned, even acting as bodyguard to the next person in line to take the thrown of the Earth Kingdom. She knew he had never made peace with the fact that his brother was dead, and if she was honest, she would admit that she missed the goofy boy as well.

White Rock Village

Korra walked in the mountains, relaxing after a hard day of training when she saw something that made her heart stop. She had been devastated when she had learned that Bolin died and blamed herself for not being strong enough. It had been one of the things to drive her to train harder and become stronger, but here right in front of her was the person that was supposed to be dead. He was taller than he had been, about half a head taller than her now and more muscular than he had been.

She couldn't help but stare at his well-defined arms, or chest for that matter… He looked better than he had looked in a long time, but he stood in front of her with a face of shock. Like he hadn't expected to see her or didn't want to see her. As soon as she stopped focusing on his body, her mind shifted to happiness and threw herself into him, hugging him as if he would disappear if she let go. That happiness and relief quickly evaporated only to be replaced by anger towards the man she was crying into.

She hit his chest, unintentionally feeling how his chest was shaped, sending shivers thru her body, until she pushed him away and started yelling at him, making no sense at all. When she finally stopped he gave her one of his disarming smiles and hugged her close to him, turning Korra's face beet red. She invited him back to the hotel she stayed in, telling him he could spend the night. He agreed, but only if he could buy her a hot meal. She had smiled at that and the two quickly reconnected their friendship.

They travelled together for 9 months and during those months the two had grown closer, but also stronger. Bolin had taught her sand-bending while she had taught him the basics of metal-bending. Bolin was absolutely ecstatic when he discovered that the theory he had on metal-bending and basic earth-bending having similar rugged styles was correct. Once he explained this to Korra, she saw the man in a whole new light, finally noticing how observant and intellectual he is. She realised that he had hidden this all underneath his easy personality, only using it when he really needed to.

She found it quite lonely when they split up after the long months, but guessed it was for the best. He still had to visit his brother and the rest of the gang to make them aware that he was in fact alive. She had Informed Asami thru the letters they sent each other, but she knew it would be better if he went to them in person. Memories of what she did made her feel guilty, but she wouldn't change it if she could.

Flashback Korra POV

Nightmares of Zaheer plagued my dreams, making me feel weak and powerless. For all the power I had, I could do nothing to save myself from him and when it all ended he left me paralyzed. Never in my entire life had I felt more useless or scared than I did at that moment, now almost a year later I was still plagued by it.

Tears slowly streaked down my face as she thought back on all those nightmares that spawned from a single day in my life. I didn't know why I did it, I just did. I ran to the room next to mine and went in without knocking, knowing full well that this was not appropriate behaviour, but I just needed some comfort right now.

I didn't expect to see what I saw, when I entered Bolin's room. His pale skin was still wet, with beads of water clinging to him, some rolling down his body over his muscular chest and sculpted abs, accentuating each and every muscle there. I suddenly wished I was that droplet of water, just to be able to touch him as intimately as that drop just did. My thoughts of Zaheer long gone, the only thing on my mind was Bolin, the extremely attractive man standing in front of me.

Before I could utter a word, I was pulled into a tight hug, his green eyes boring into my own blue ones. My entire body fit next to his so snugly, it made me feel safe and protected. The muscles on his stomach were hard as rock, not a single blemish or scar on his perfectly flawless skin. His spicy yet earthy fragrance hitting me full force as he embraced me for a little while before pulling away slightly, making me want to pull him back.

"Why were you crying Korra?" he whispered in my ear, his warm breath caressing my skin.

I was lost in his arms, and smell his voice only adding to the lust that built up inside me. I hadn't looked at him like this before, except for the day I discovered he was alive. What exactly he was making feel, I didn't know. I felt alive and warm, excited and scared at the same time… My mind snapped back to him as he lifted my face with his finger to look him straight in the eyes, a blush crept on my face slowly.

"I feel so useless… I can't bend properly anymore and I can't enter the avatar state anymore. I hadn't been able to ever since the battle with Zaheer…" I told his softly.

He pulled my head onto his chest and rubbed my back gently. "Don't worry, we'll figure this out."

I don't know why, but I suddenly kissed him. His lips were soft, tasting like a variety of spices. It was exactly how he smelt, my hand going around his back by on their own pulling him closer deepening the kiss. He looked shocked, but still he kissed me back. Once I ended the kiss I was out of breath, but he looked perfectly fine.

"Korra, you don't know what you're doing. Your emotional, trust me… this isn't what you want." Bolin said softly.

I ignored him as I rubbed his member that was slowly hardening to my touches. He gasped when I let his towel fall off of him and touched the skin, running my hand along his length. I didn't know what the sizes were, but I could tell that he was well above average. It scared me slightly, knowing what I was doing, but I wanted him to do it right now. He would be my first…

"P-ple…ease… k-k..orr…a-a-" he continued, gasping with each touch I gave. "I….Do-..on't…w-want… to… messs… up o-our… frrri-….end….ship."

"Let me be selfish tonight, just this once." I whispered into his ear, before I slid in between his legs and flicked my tongue over the tip of his member.

He groaned throwing his head back, making me smirk. I rubbed the tip with my thumb, spreading my saliva over it, while I run my tongue down the bottom side of his member. I heard a growl escape his throat, like a primal beast being released when I took what I could of his massive member into my mouth. It was thick and long, but I did my best to take it all in, causing me to gag several times.

He pulled me up roughly and threw me on his bed, ripping off the shorts I wore in slipping off my panties. Opening my legs he disappeared between them, my world suddenly became filled with sensations and feelings I couldn't describe. It felt as if I was in heaven as he worked on my core, sucking and flicking his tongue over each nerve sending waves of pleasure thru my body. When he appeared from between my legs again, he gave me a deep and passionate kiss.

I felt his member pressing against my entrance, teasing me with it. I was all but willing to shout at him when he suddenly shoved himself inside of me, filling my insides and completing me. I didn't know that this type of pleasure existed, and I definitely couldn't imagine something this heavenly happen to me. He didn't even wait for me to adjust to his girth, when he started to move again hitting something inside of me that made my toes curl with every thrust of his hips.

I was gasping for breath, nearly forgetting to breath with the amount of pleasure he was giving me. He had at some point removed my shirt and started to suck on my nipples, flicking his tongue over it now, and then I was suddenly on top of him. His thrusts bouncing me up and down on him, all the while he massaged my breast, trailing kisses up my body. A heat in my stomach that had been growing ever since he had started to work his magic on me was starting to become unbearable.

"Fuck, I'm so close…" he grumbled in my ear.

Then as if a dam broke, everything I felt was heightened. I yelled out his name without thinking, he growled as his movements became jerkier as he came closer to his own climax. Then with a final and powerful thrust he growled, clenching his eyes shut as he ceased his movement. He fell back on the bed, looking into my eyes with guilt and sadness.

"I shouldn't have done this… Korra, this can never happen again…" he said, getting up from his bed and going to the bathroom.

I don't know how I got out of his room and back to my own… I couldn't help but feel guilty for the look in his eyes.

End Flashback

She sat down in the room she was staying in and cried, not because she felt powerless, but because she had potentially ruined the best friendship she had. She needed to make it right with him and Mako. She cursed her raging hormones for driving her to do that, for making her do something that she would feel guilty about for the rest of her life, however, she would never regret losing her virginity to Bolin.

3 Years after Bolin's supposed Death

Bolin along with the team he had been working with stopped at the next village on their list, which was the capital of the state known as Yi. As the train slowed down, Bolin left his room to go for a little stretch, but as soon as he set his foot out of the train he heard several gasps. It was the same reaction he had gotten from Kuvira and Bataar when he had joined the team on their mission to unite the Earth Kingdom. He knew it was one of the people closest to him, but he wasn't ready to look into the two green orbs of the person her had seen 3 years last. The person he had loved with all of his heart.

B-b-bo-bolin?" she asked, staring at him like some kind of apparition, tears starting to form in her eyes.

"Opal." he greeted with a warm smile.

Tears started to farm in her eyes as she flung herself towards him and cried in his chest, beating him with her fists for leaving her and not telling her that he was okay. She was happy and angry, but so frustrated and confused. She didn't understand why he was with Kuvira, or why he hadn't let her know he was alive? Had he even told his brother? How did he survive? She felt his strong arms wrap around her and pull her into his chest, his earthy yet spicy smell calming her down, but the tears didn't stop flowing.

"Why didn't you come back? Why did you disappear? Do you know we had a funeral for you? Have you spoken to your brother yet?" she sobbed into his chest.

He rubbed her back with the one hand while keeping her close to him with the other hand, speaking softly to her. "I was dangerous to everybody Opal, so I had to leave for a while. I'm sorry I didn't let you guys know I was alive, but everything was just so messed up."

Bolin thought back to the first time he had communicated with Balan and how he had to learn how to control the extra strength Balan gave him. It had taken months, but he had managed it. Now he was ready to go back to his old life, which is why he was travelling with Kuvira. She was the fastest way back to Republic City and he also found out what she was planning to do, so he needed to put a stop to her plans.

Opal was about to talk again when Kuvira called them back to leave the town, he wanted to stay, but this is his job. They left the town, Bolin's heart felt like it broke when they left the town. He wanted to run back to her, reassure her that he would be there for her, but he couldn't. not while he was working for Kuvira… A sudden voice popped into his mind when he thought about quitting.

'We are here to figure out how to disassemble her army and your lover will never be safe if you don't stop Kuvira.'

'If you're such an expert, why didn't you just kill her like you did with all the others?' Bolin mentally growled back.

'Because she would be a martyr for her cause... No we need to discredit and break the very foundation of her empire, that way we can ensure that this doesn't continue even with her dead.'

'Fine, we do it your way.' Bolin growled.

'Temper, temper, temper my dear little brother. We don't want to blow our cover now do we?' Balan teased Bolin amusedly.

Hope you guys enjoyed part one, come back next year for part 2! Happy New Year all!