Hey this is Tahno's POV after his bending was taken away.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Legend of Korra

I walk solemnly into the bathroom and turn on the light

The face I stare in to be not recognisable, gaunt and puffy eyes the amazing Tahno has been reduced to nothing.

I stare at the bottles of ointments that I used to pamper myself with now they mean nothing, now I just want one thing back which I would trade for millions of these useless bottles.

My hair, the centre of my image now lies lank against my face. I'm of no use now Tahno of the Wolf bats has been reduced to Tahno the ex-water-bender.

Glory and fame is such a petty thing compared to what I've lost. I've lost my identity and honour. Not to mention what was a part of me.

I've been to the best Healers in the city but nobody can help, nobody can help me or anyone else who has had this done to them.

I am ashamed of myself and of how I let them take me down and let Amon take away my bending, I was such a fool before and now I'm a wretch. I deserve this.

Hunching over the sink, I reluctantly turn on the taps. This has become routine, the only part of my life now that has stayed stable. I only do it due to one thing Hope.

I put my hand under the flowing water begging for something

"Maybe this time..." I think to myself, but every time I do this, I start to give up, but then I say "Maybe next time" so I am still grasping desperately at this life line.

I hold my breath but nothing happens just the cool flow of water over my hand, the door has stayed shut. There is no connection with my previous life.

Suddenly I can't take it. I let out a guttural scream a sweep my hand across the counter top sending bottles flying everywhere. Crashing in to the walls and floor they cover the room with broken glass.

I don't notice it at first but blood is flowing from my hand mixing into the water on the counter. I move my gaze from my hand and into the mirror which holds the face of a wretch who is a traitor to his culture and to his city. Traitors are worse than enemies since they hurt you the most and make you bleed and I hate him

Grabbing the hairdryer from its place, with all my might I chuck it at the mirror and see it shatter but now I see numerous faces of him.

I sink down in the middle of the mess with a sob and put my head in my hands.

Because everything that was Tahno is no more and everything hurts.

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