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Korra's POV

I sighed irritably before crumbling up the useless map and tossing it aside, earning a noise from my companion. Naga was already exhausted from our trip from Ba Sing Se and I couldn't blame her. Even if the Earth Kingdom was close by it was still quite the trip. For years I had waited for this day, the day I'd come to Republic City, where I was born, and get my revenge. I just didn't expect to get lost.

The map my former boss had given me was supposed to take me to the Palace of Justice but so far it had only gotten me past a couple of shops. After the very good recommendation and outstanding military record I'd acquired, Chief Unalaq had requested my transfer and I was positively giddy. Republic City was known for the horrendous torture chambers for Benders and criminals.

However, I knew I'd be able to teach them a thing or two in that department.

Since I was six my father had trained me to become a weapon, and I was. Despite having mastered the elements I hardly used my Bending seeing as Unalaq had eliminated anyone who possessed the ability... Well, anyone he'd caught, that is. As a result my hand to hand combat skills were top notch and I was able to handle any weapon available to me though I preferred a sword or bow.

I stopped and scratched behind the ears of my polar bear dog before she wondered off, spotting a Fire Ferret. I sighed and shook my head when someone bumped into me. She wore a dark blue cloak which concealed her face, except that her bumping into me had raised it a little and I was met with a pair or emerald eyes. Those same eyes studied me, looking at my tattooed arm before settling on the insignia on the left corner of my black hooded leather vest.

"You're a soldier," she noted. "I haven't seen you around these parts before."

My head tilted ever so slightly. This girl showed no signs of fearing me, knowing I was part of Unalaq's guard. I didn't know whether to admire her bravery or pitying her stupidity. "Just got in. And I'm afraid I'm a bit lost." I smirked, figuring maybe some charm may get me where I needed. "It seems you leave town for a couple decades and they change everything."

The raven haired woman's red lips pulled to a thin line, her gaze settling once more on the insignia. She didn't fear it, but she obviously despised it if the fire in those emerald orbs was anything to go by. "You would think Unalaq would hire more capable bodyguards."

"You would think."

She smiled at me, false and saccharine, and I asked if she could redirect me to the Palace of Justice. With a nod the woman leaned closer, telling me to go straight ahead and take two rights then a left. It would be a big building, hard to miss. I thanked her for her help and watched as she started to leave before calling out after her.

"Oh, and Miss?" The green eyed beauty turned back. "If you're going to pickpocket someone, make sure you steal the one that actually has money in it," I said holding up my wallet while she looked down in her hand to see an empty pouch.

Her mouth opened to speak but then she turned away, trying to hide her face and I looked back to see a pair of guards yelling as they ran towards us. I called Naga and she trotted over to me as I watched.

"Come back here Miss Sato!" one of the men yelled.

I smirked and pulled Naga forward to block their path, causing them to stop abruptly. Though I definitely wanted to see the pretty ravanette again, a jail cell wasn't exactly what I had in mind. I'd hate to be the one to scar that pretty face, after all.

One of the guards made a move to go after her but I had other plans. "Naga, sit," I said, pointing at the ground.

The big ball of white did as she was told, crushing the one that had tried to go after the thief while she wagged her tail, tongue sticking out, content as she was. I chuckled in response and fed her a piece of jerky, not missing the groans from the man under her.

"Oh dear. I'm so sorry," I said, pretending to scold my companion. "Naughty girl. Naughty. She's just impossible. Can't take her anywhere."

"Get this thing off me!"

By then a crowd had formed and the people laughed and pointed. Not exactly something you'd see around these parts, given that if we were in the South Pole and I hadn't trained the fluffy ball of white, he'd have a lot more to worry about. Which, admittedly, he still might.

"I'll teach you a lesson, peasant," the guard's companion growled, pulling out his sword. The slight sound of metal grinding against the scabbard sent a thrill down my spine, but I tempered it. Now wasn't the time to bloody the streets.

I did pull out my sword, easily disarming him before pressing the blade under his chin. These idiots clearly didn't know who they were dealing with. Probably didn't get the memo of my arrival. I gestured to the symbol on my uniform, causing his eyes to widen before he straightened himself and saluted me.

"Oh C-Captain," the poor excuse of a soldier finally greeted, showing me the respect I deserved. "At your service, sir, I mean ma'am."

Pathetic. This poor excuse for soldiers would have to change.

"The Palace of Justice," I stated slowly, clearly, so as not to overwhelm the writhing worm I still held at by the blade of my sword. The insect even had the nerve to whimper. Oh yes, things would be changing around here. With one gesture from me, Naga stood and allowed the other man freedom.

He nodded his head, helping his comrade before leading the way, making a path through the crowd of people. It was time I met my uncle.


Unalaq's POV

I looked up from my paperwork to see Lu and Gang standing in the doorway, looking ever so slightly nervous. And when I looked passed them I found the reason why. There was a short haired brunette in a leather, sleeveless outfit. Her left arm was completely tattooed. My gaze settled on the symbol on the left side of her chest and I grinned. So my new Captain had finally arrived. I waved away the two mustached idiots away, asking them to close the door behind them as I studied the soldier in front of me.

"Welcome to Republic City, Captain Korra," I greeted as I stood and shook her hand. "I've heard a great deal about you."

"As have I, sir."

I grinned in response and asked her to follow me to the balcony. The dark skinned woman had an excellent military record, having enlisted at the age of sixteen and remained in the Anti-Bending Force until now. Her superiors spoke highly of her, noting her skill with weapons and her willingness to follow orders. No matter the order. She had been an efficient executioner and I could hardly wait to see what she was capable of.

"I started this Anti Bending revolution when a Spirit asked it of me," I began. "The Benders live outside the normal order. Their heathen ways inflame the people, shatter the peace. And they must be stopped." Was it hypocritical? Perhaps. But it was all to purify this disgusting world. One small lie was worth it.

"Isn't that what we've been doing, sir?"

"For more than twenty years I have been 'taking care' of the Benders..." I continued as I squashed the ants on the concrete sill. "...one by one. And yet, for all my success, they have thrived." I lifted the block up, revealing the swarm of ants and other bugs. "I believe they have a safe haven within the walls of this very city. A nest, if you will. They call it the Court of Miracles." A ridiculous name. Miracles were for the righteous. What did those demons know of miracles?

"What are we going to do about it, sir?" the soldier asked. I grinned and smashed the block over the bugs in response. She nodded her head, unflinching. "I see."

"But aside from this 'invisible war,' as some call it, I had you summoned for a different reason," I added turning to face her. "I have a ward that I look after, Asami Sato." I saw a slight glimmer in her eyes, and I wondered if she had heard the name before. You'd be hardpressed to find someone who hadn't heard of the Satos. "I want you to keep an eye on her at all times, make sure that she is...kept safe. Do you understand, Captain?"

The military woman gave me a sharp nod and I knew she understood. I didn't want anyone touching what was mine. I wasn't stupid, I knew the little whore had already spread her legs for some man, maybe a few, but I would make her mine in due time.

"Yes, sir."

I smirked and lead her back inside. It would appear the reports were correct. No questions asked. "I have a feeling you and I will come to understand each other very well, Captain."

She looked over at me, nodding once more. "As do I, sir."


Asami's POV

I took a deep breath, trying to ignore the two idiots following me as I headed back to the mansion. Today was proving not to be my day so I wasn't in a very good mood. My Dad had asked me to visit him and I had reluctantly gone, packing up all the letters he'd sent me before leaving and promptly losing the guards that were supposed to watch my every move.

When I arrived at the old prison I couldn't help by get this sick feeling in my stomach as I looked at my Dad. I hadn't visited in months and he knew why but kept insisting anyways. He had changed so much from the man I had once looked up to and loved. Now he looked small and frail, his hair completely white, with this look of persistent fear on his face. It made me sick and angry just to look at him. Even now remembering what had happened was enough to make my blood boil...

"You are such a pathetic waste of a man."

My dad stood, clasping his hands together and slightly cowering at the disgust in my voice. "Asami-"

"What? Did you want me to sugarcoat it?" I snapped as I stepped further into the cell, throwing the bag of letters on the floor, scattering them. "I've told you time and time again, quit writing me. You've made your choice. You decided to stay here when you could've come and..." I shook my head. "At least I wouldn't have been alone."

"I didn't-"

"You did. And Mom would be ashamed of the worm you are. " I paused, pushing the thoughts of my mother's lifeless corpse into the back of my mind. "At least she had the decency to take herself out of the equation entirely."

"Asami!"

I raise a brow, surprised at the loudness of his voice. He usually just sat there and took it. But of course, unsurprisingly, he lowered his gaze after a moment and cowered again. That's as much as I could take. I got up and left the cell knowing he wouldn't follow me.

To make matters worse, when I arrived home I found Unalaq was waiting for me. I was prepared to ask him to leave when I spotted a familiar figure standing next to him. Well this really just wasn't my day.

"What are you doing here, Unalaq?" I asked, crossing my arms, glaring.

"It is good to see you too, Miss Sato," the pervert answered with that smirk I despised. "I came to introduce you to your new body guard."

"Excuse me, my what?" He had to be kidding. As if Gang and Lu weren't annoying enough. Plus, I didn't think this one would be as easy to brush off.

"Bodyguard. Can't have anything happen to you, can we." He grinned. "You're such a valuable asset to me."

My eyes narrowed at this. How many times did I have to tell him I wasn't his property? "I don't need to be followed around," I manage through my clenched teeth.

"Think of it as a precaution. Benders are always looking for a way to attack me and might turn their attention to you." As if he cared. He already had control over my father's company, my childhood home and my money.

I scoffed and focused my attention to my new pain in the ass. "You don't look like a bodyguard," I finally commented. But I'd have to be blind if I didn't see possibly why Unalaq had chosen her. She hadn't moved since I'd entered, and her eyes were still watching me with that sharp interest. And if the muscles structure was anything to go by, the woman was more than strong enough.

She didn't even bat an eye, not in the least bit insulted. "What did you expect?"

"I don't know, maybe someone more intimidating?"

The Captain straightened her stance, a hint of a smirk twitching at her lips. "This is my disguise."

I inwardly sighed. Just not my day.


Mako's POV

I took a deep breath before dodging Bolin's kick, grabbing his shoulder to knock him to the ground. My brother pouted in response before standing up and holding his arms up again, the same glint of determination in his eyes. I shook my head and attacked, sending a kick to his head and quickly turning to knock his feet out from under him, and down he went. This was going to be easier than I thought.

We'd lost our parents when we were kids, and we'd had to fight to survive. But being the older brother I had a lot more experience than he did. Most of the time I'd kept him entertained by acting as a lookout or giving him some decoy mission so he'd stay out of my way. We were Benders by birth but we pretended we weren't for obvious reasons. Unalaq made it clear that our abilities were a danger and anyone caught Bending was killed on sight. So we joined his guard as a means for deeper cover, which wasn't half bad.

"So how long are we supposed to do this?" my brother asked as he avoided a punch.

I grunted as he managed to land a kick to my side. "Orders were until she showed up, wants to see what she's working with." Though I could feel someone's eyes boring into my back, and despite myself, I felt uneasy.

My brother hummed in response, suddenly stopping. I tilted my head before turning around to see what he was looking at. The other soldiers stopped their sparring as well, all attention going to the woman walking through the huge entryway. So that was our new Captain.

Her skin was a mocha color, her hair short, her sleeveless vest showing off toned arms. She carried her sword on the right side, meaning she was left handed. Or maybe that was what she wanted us to think, wouldn't be the first time someone had tried that. Rumors had it that the military woman was a ruthless executioner from Ba Sing Se.

The Captain stopped in front of us and we quickly straightened, eyes forward. "So you two are the brothers, Mako and Bolin."

"Yes, ma'am," I answered.

"I've read your files. You were demoted because of your relationship with the previous Captain."

Her head tilted to the side, studying me before her gaze landed on my arm which was covered by a fingerless glove. Proof of the torture I was put through for my affiliation with our former commander. Last I heard they'd been locked away and killed.

"I suppose that the fact you didn't confess is enough to clear you, though perhaps the torture method wasn't good enough." I didn't say anything in response, noticing the way her mouth curled up into a grin that made my skin crawl. Her eyes...there was something very off about this woman. "Anyways I'm here to inform you that you and your brother are being promoted back to Lieutenant."

"Lieutenant?" Bolin asked, excitement in his voice. I quickly turned, glaring at him and he straightened again, clearing his throat. "Thank you, Captain."

She scoffed in response, but decided to overlook my brother's idiocy. "I wouldn't thank me quite yet," our superior answered. "Those two idiots, Gang and Lu, couldn't find their asses with a map. I'm hopping you two would be different or you'll face the same fate."

I felt a shiver run down my spine and I knew she was not the type to play around. When she was out of earshot I turned and looked at my brother. "I want you to stay away from her," I told him, already knowing what he was ere was no question that our new leader was a beautiful woman, and it was women like her that Bolin fell for. But this one was off limits and he had to understand this.

"Huh? Why?" he asked, confused as always. "She just promoted us."

"Her eyes." There was something about them...they were cold, dead, calculating.

His brow furrowed. "What about her eyes?"

"You don't see it because I've done too good of a job protecting you," I answered. "But her eyes show what she is, a demon. Sadistic one at that. She has the eyes of a killer."

He didn't reply and we watched as she continued her inspection of the troops, stopping just a few steps over and looking down at Naku, who was sharpening his sword, clearly uninterested in her inspection. I shook my head. That stupid fool. He was new and bit of a smartass, but even he should have more sense than this.

"Get up," the Captain ordered. He didn't answer her, didn't even acknowledge her and suddenly I saw red enter into blue irises. I blinked. "I said, get up."

Naku finally lifted his gaze, looking unimpressed by the commander in front of him. "And what if I don't want to."

Without saying a word the military woman grabbed him by the collar and tossed him across the room. The man stood, eyes narrowed before his gaze went to his sword. She saw this and went over, kicking it to him put not pulling out her own. Naku grabbed it and charged at her only to be punched in the gut, the face and kicked right in the chest.

Her movements were so fast and precise that I knew she was no ordinary soldier. She was something more. He saw her approach him and tried to get away, holding his sword in front of him only for her to kick it aside. Once he was unarmed she reached for his neck and before I could even blink she used both hands to twist his head all the way around before allowing his body to drop to the ground. The crack from his neck breaking echoed throughout the room.

"Clean this up," was all she said as she walked away, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened, as if she hadn't just been involved in that.

I ordered two of the men to pick him up, the other soldiers murmuring among themselves. No one in their right mind would dare disobey her now. I stopped the pair who held Naku's body, noticing how his head lolled to the side, a bone sticking out through the skin before letting them pass. This wasn't good.