If anyone has read "Family Matters", though I only posted it yesterday, they will recognize the character I'm using here. This time around, I'm using her in a different way this time around, in a series of oneshots, rather than a full-length story. I hope you readers enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I don't own The Legend of Korra or any of its characters. I only claim the character Yue that I've created.
"Can I ask what happened to your parents," Korra asked apprehensively. Mako sighed heavily, but figured he owed the girl beside him that much of an explanation.
"They were mugged by a Firebender. He cut them down right in front of me. I was eight."
"Mako…" The young Firebender pulled his father's scarf closer to his mouth.
"Bolin's the only family I have left. If anything happened to him…" He trailed off, unable to finish the statement. He couldn't think of what he would do without his younger brother. It scared him too much to even toy with the idea of anything harming Bolin. It was bad enough he'd lost Yue.
Mako couldn't bring himself to talk about his younger sister to Korra. Not yet. He just didn't trust her enough with knowing about Yue, or what had happened to her. He could still remember that night as if it had happened only yesterday. His parents had been killed, and Mako ran as fast as he could. He could have sworn he was holding both of his siblings' hands, dragging them along behind him as he sprinted away from the scene, and the danger.
"Mako, I'm scared!" Yue had cried.
"It's gonna be okay, Yue," he had answered automatically, even as the tears fell from his eyes because he knew it was a lie.
"Yue's not here," Bolin had mumbled, causing Mako to stop in his tracks. The eight-year-old turned wildly, searching for his baby sister. He knew he had grabbed her hand. She had been right there with them. He was sure of it.
When Mako and Bolin returned to the scene of the crime, Mako made sure his younger brother wouldn't see the carnage. It was there that Mako had seen the little five-year-old girl lying dead in their mother's arms. He had forgotten that their mother had been carrying Yue when they were attacked, and he had simply assumed she was with him when he had started running. She'd been dead before he'd even reached for Bolin's hand. Tears poured from the young Firebender's eyes as he picked up the tiny silver ring that had fallen to the ground. The muggers had missed his mother's wedding ring when they were looting the bodies.
As Mako and Korra waited for daylight for their only lead to finding Bolin, the memories of that night flooded his thoughts, and seeped into his dreams after he had fallen asleep leaning against Naga. He'd already lost one sibling, and he would be damned if he let it happen to Bolin.
Please R&R.
