TWO

Stepping outside her home, Suyin looks up at the night sky littered with specks of shining stars. The absence of the domes were constant reminder of Kuvira. Her last words had been haunting her for weeks. Had she really not loved her like a daughter?

A shuffling of foot steps had pulled her attention from the star littered purple sky. Suyin was surprised to find her eldest son walking up the steps with a satchel slung across his chest. That was curious, he was supposed to be in Republic City. "Bataar?" she said, "I didn't expect you back so soon. How's Opal and your Aunt Lin?"

"I-I didn't go to Republic City," he retorted, hardly looking his mother in the eyes, before stepping into the Beifong home.

At her son's heels, Suyin questioned him. "I thought you were helping Asami and Varrick with the new construction? Your father left yesterday to meet you."

Bataar came to a halt, then pivoted on his heel to face his mother. He gazed down at her, shamelessly informing, "I went to the Southern Water Tribe."

"What for?" Suyin demanded.

Despite knowing this may result in an argument, he says, "Chief Tonraq owes Kuvira. I just thought..." Bataar faltered and took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "I don't want her to live out her life, alone, in a prison cell."

"Bataar, it's done. She's been sentenced."

"I know that,"he acknowledged with sad, almost dead, eyes. "Tonraq said the same thing."

Visibly disheartened by this news, Bataar sauntered towards his room, and as any good mother did when her child was in distress, she went to console him. She stood at his door seal watching as he gathered some blueprints he had been working on. One in particular had been rolled out across his desk, and he took a seat to look it over.

Although, Bataar couldn't focus. He pushed his glasses to rub the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath.

These past few months Suyin had noticed her son's dolent behavior. She had also seen the resolve he had to get Kuvira out of prison. Regardless of what Kuvira had done, it was apparent Bataar still cared about her. He probably always would, and he wanted to do what he could to make her life a bit easier. Though, this hardly made sense. What was he trying to do? Trying to find Kuvira asylum in the Southern Water Tribe was as pointless as trying to control the weather. She had been sentenced. She was in prison. For life.

Mother and son made eye contact. His eyes now glazed over. In his despair, he murmured, "I-I really miss her."

"After all she's done? How could you still miss her? She tore our family apart. She took you from me-"

"No," Bataar interrupted, shaking his head, "She didn't."

"Yes she did."

In a matter-of-fact tone, he stated, "I should be in that prison with her."

"Maybe," Su admitted, " but I've pulled some strings."

"Why? I knew what I was doing mother. I turned my back on the family, I threw you all into a prison. I built that spirit vine weapon. It was clear to me that people might die. I'm not innocent. Kuvira didn't brain wash me, or manipulate me. We did this together. So why am I considered innocent and she's guilty? How did I not get a sentencing? Why pull strings for me?"

Stepping deeper into the bedroom, Suyin fiercely said, "I did it because you're my son."

Then Bataar asked, "What about Kuvira?"

"What about her?"

Bataar furrowed his brows. "How can you say you thought of her as a daughter, but never treat her as one?"

Suyin's mouth hung open, shocked by her son's accusing tone. Suddenly, she wondered what Bataar and Kuvira had been discussing all these years. There were many things she did not understand about her son's relationship with Kuvira, but maybe she should try to accept that they had loved one another. Kuvira hadn't influenced her Bataar's choices, he had followed her willingly.

And if she considered Kuvira a daughter, why did she made exceptions for Bataar, but not her?

Suyin shrugged. "I don't know."

A/N: You know your obsession is bad when you start dreaming about it...UGH... I'm just falling more and more in love with Kuvira and despising the fact that we know so little about her. Anyways, sorry for the shoddy writing but there's a reason I'm being lazy. Just to let ya'll know once this "mini" story is over, I'll be working on a Kuvira centered fanfic called; Spirit of Peace:Kuvira's Redemption with Kalamantige (a.k.a. nocturnal-eyes) She's already done some AMAZING concept art for the fic. You can find the link on my profile. Oh side note, I read somewhere that Bryke confirmed Kuvira was 21 years old... does anyone know if this is true?