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1440 minutes after impact.
Korra woke up in a dark damp cell. On instinct Korra immediately looked around her searching for the amber eyes she so desired to clash with her cerulean eyes. Then she remembered how he had been taken away from her, how the machines had torn them apart. "Don't bend, don't tell them who you are," the voice in her mind kept repeating itself over and over again. Korra shoved her hands into her coat pocket feeling a folded piece of paper, she pulled out the piece of paper and unfolded it seeing the picture that her and Mako had taken the day they were separated.
Korra felt the tears rush down her cheek, she held the picture up to her lips kissing it. The cell Korra was placed in was freezing and barely 5 feet in length and width. Korra could barely breath because she felt so caged in.
Her cell door opened as a man in a black uniform entered her cage. "Get up bitch." Commanded the man. Korra stood up immediately ignoring the pain in her ribs and ankles. The man went over to her grabbing her arm and dragging her out into the hallway.
"Move!" Korra began walking down the hallway obeying the directions the man gave her. Korra soon realized that she was in city hall, when she stopped before the main council office.
A woman met her at the entrance shoving clothes into her hands. "Go inside he is waiting for you." Korra could not feel her legs anymore, she felt numb as she walked into the room. Korra walked into the office to see that it was completely refurnished with a bed and a single desk. Above the desk was a painted portrait of the commander whom had taken Korra away from Mako.
She felt a hand on the small of her back, "Why don't you change so we can continue?" Korra did not move she knew what was coming, but she kept her ground refusing to comply with the commander's demands. The commander sensed her defiance and grabbed a fistful of her hair and held a blade to her neck.
"I said, why don't you change." Korra felt her pulse quicken as the blade inched closer. "Understand?"
"Yes." The commander released her by shoving her towards the washroom. Korra entered the porcelain bathroom and looked into the mirror. She didn't even recognize the woman staring back at her. Her cerulean eyes once vibrant had faded. Dirt was still clung to her face from the blast. Korra slowly removed her clothes and looked at the various bruises across her body. She quickly bent the water from the sink and began to heal herself, her body was slowly rejuvenated but her mind still remained numb. She grabbed the clothes that were handed to her and took notice that it was skimpy lingerie. Korra pulled the slip over her head noticing that the fabric was very sheer and barely covering her breasts. Korra then put on the underwear that was given to her, and attached the garter that came with it. She felt the tears welling up in her eyes. She was the avatar, she was supposed to be strong, but in that moment Korra loss sense of her identity.
Korra opened the door, hoping that maybe the commander would make her go through worse torture than this. The commander looked at her from across the room with lustful eyes. He began to walk towards her and stopped right in front of her with a smirk plastered on his face. Korra felt her body go rigid as the commander cupped her breasts, she tried to ignore the way his hands explored her body. Nobody, but Mako was allowed to touch her that way. Her slip was falling off her shoulder, the commander grabbed a fistful of the slips fabric and ribbed it off of her as he kissed Korra. Korra fought the urge to push him off of her and run, but she was not prepared for death yet. He pushed Korra on the bed and he made himself busy by pulling off Korra's underwear.
"My dear you are going to scream…" the commander said as he was unbuttoning his trousers. He grabbed Korra's shoulders as he thrust himself inside of her. Korra let the tears fall down her face as he thrust harder and faster. She felt his nails dig into her skin as more tears fell down her face. The commander soon finished and ordered her out of the room. Another guard had entered the commander's room and dragged her back into her cell.
When they reached her cell he threw her on the floor along with a black jumpsuit, "Here is your new uniform."
Korra did not bother picking herself off the floor, she lay there holding her knees into her chest. "I'm so sorry." Korra repeated over and over again. She reached for her bed and picked up the photo of her and Mako she held it closely to her chest and wept.
1510 minutes after impact.
Korra's cell door opened once more, and she quickly hid the photo of her and Mako under her pillow.
"Stand up bitch." Ordered the guard. Korra picked herself up and looked into the man's brown eyes. He unlatched a whip from his belt with a smirk on his face, "Remove clothing, now." Korra removed her tattered slip revealing her bare skin to the guard, she could feel the bruises already forming from her encounter with the commander.
"Turn around." Korra turned her back towards the guard as he cracked the whip.
"AH!" Korra screamed as she felt her skin lash out from the force of the whip.
"Shut the fuck up!" the guard grabbed Korra by her hair and threw her against a wall of her cell. Korra felt her head crack when she made impact with the wall, her vision was blurred but refocused again when the guard began whipping her. She tried to suppress her cries not wanting to show weakness, but every now and then a scream would escape from her lips and with each scream came another punch from the guard. Korra's head was throbbing and she was sure that a few of her ribs were broken. Korra could taste the blood in her mouth, her vision was completely askew and she was sure that she was going to pass out if he hit her again.
Just as the guard lifted the whip again another soldier entered the room, "That's quite enough." The guard stood up straight and saluted the woman at the cell door.
"Go back to your post soldier."
"But ma'am, I was not—''
"That's an order." The guard attached the whip back to his belt and left her cell. As soon as the guard left the woman closed Korra's cell door and peered through the small window to make sure there were no one passing through.
"Get up." Korra tried to regain her balance but struggled, she stumbled forward but the woman caught her before she could hit the floor. Korra looked into the woman's grey eyes remaining silent. "You're the Avatar."
Korra felt her stomach drop, they knew and she was going to die.
1560 minutes after impact.
A/N: I know it has been a long time since I have updated on any of my stories. It is shameful, but college started again and I have been slammed with work. But now that everything is back on track be expecting more updates! And check out my new story! It is for the Game of Thrones/ A Song of Ice and Fire fandom! Don't forget to review, thanks for reading.
