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Chapter 2

Around five o'clock in the morning, I wake up to the sound of Hima crying at the top of her little lungs. Half sleep and disorient, I stumble toward the bedroom to see what the ruckus is all about and to wake Korra up, just in case she didn't hear Hima crying. "Korra!" I yell while banging on the door and quickly open it when I don't get a response. When the door swings back, I see Korra sitting at the foot of the bed with Hima in her arms and her shirt slightly raised. Hima's tears had subsided and all I can hear is a faint suckling sound. I blink, rub my eyes and it suddenly dawns on me that she is breastfeeding her baby. I turn around quickly, my back facing her and I feel my cheeks blushing a bit.

"Sorry, Korra."

Korra giggles softly. "Its okay. I should have told you more about Hima and the things I do for her."

"You don't use a b-bottle?"

"No. We breastfeed in the water tribe. It's a lot healthier than Cow Hippo's milk," she says. "You can turn around, you know. I'm not naked."

"I know." I swallow hard.

"It's just a bodily function."

"I know."

"You're such a kid."

"I am not a kid! I'm eighteen years old for crying out loud!" I quickly turn to face her and she looks back at me with a sly smirk across her face.

"You're acting like one now."

"Well, I'm sorry that you decided to pop out a kid at nineteen years old and that makes you an 'adult'!"

She starts to say something smart, but instantly she grimaces, follow by a low groan. She inhales deeply and releases it slowly as she looks down at the light brown skin child. I take a few steps forward, but she shakes her hand. "It's nothing. She just bit me that's all." Korra sighs and pulls Hima away her breast. The tiny infant coos softly when I kneel beside them.

"She is really pretty,"I say. Hima has thick, dark black hair, just like Mako and vibrant golden eyes. She even had Mako's sharp chin. She is definitely Fire Nation that's for sure. "Hey kiddo. I'm your Uncle Bo." I rest my index finger against her palm and her warm fingers wraps around tightly. I look up at Korra with a shock expression on my face. She only smiles while looking down at her daughter. Korra had changed a lot. She is practically glowing.

"What are you looking at?"

"You." I whisper, "You're beautiful."

A shade of a red appears at her cheeks and I lean forward, my eyes lock on her blue ones. I can hear her breath hitch in her chest. I'm only inches away from those full lips of hers. Just one touch. Just one kiss...

"Are you hungry?" She asks out of the blue and quickly stands to her feet. "I can make you something." She reaches Hima to me and quickly rushes out of the room without a word.

I awkwardly hold Hima in my arms. "Ugh...Wait...Is this right? Is that comfortable enough, Hima?" Hima only looks at me with big eyes, but she seems content. Outside the bedroom, I hear Korra rummaging through the cabinets searching for pots and pans in the kitchen/living room. I smile to myself as I walk pass the bathroom and into the living room. She isn't going to find much in the kitchen. I usually eat out on most days.

Korra groans, turns around and places her hand on her hip. "Bolin, you have absolutely nothing in here to eat."

I rub the back of my neck and flash my famous grin. "Well, I eat out a lot and you know how much I love seaweed noodles from Narook's. I can eat those every day...Well, I do actually, but you know what I mean. Besides, it's five thirty in the morning. Go back to sleep and I will go shopping once I get off work."

She folds her arms across her chest. "Bolin."

"Go to sleep."

"Fine," she mumbles as she approaches me and takes Hima out of my arms. "Good night."

"Good morning," I say and curl into a ball as I try to get at least an hour worth of sleep.

I won't say life in Republic City is entirely horrible since Amon took over the city two years ago. It's easy for people to get into the city, but getting out...Well that's an entire different story. I lock the door behind me before walking down the long road to Hiroshi Sato's factory. I live in an area of town where all the earthbenders Amon spared lives. We all work at Sato's factory, creating Equalists weapons each and every day, except on the weekends. I hate my job so much. I miss making a living off of probending, but that has been abolished since there are only a few benders from each nation.

Amon knew he couldn't wipe out the entire world of their bending. He needs bending in order to keep Republic City afloat. We need firebenders to work in the energy plant to provide electricity, earthbenders/metalbenders to build strong structures and waterbenders to purify the water needed. Then of course there is the gigantic wall he built out of pure platinum surrounding the city. Not even Lin Beifong, the daughter of Toph Beifong could bend it.

I sometime wonder what is Amon's plan. I know he wants to rid the world of bending, but what will that accomplish. Does he want us to return to the days of Avatar Aang? I just can't imagine living a life without bending. I need to be able to feel the dirt between my toes and know that with one powerful stomp I can create an earthquake. That's my element. That's my life.

I hope Korra and the baby will be okay while I'm working. How did she get into the city anyway? I know she cut her hair, but I'm pretty sure other people would recognize her. She's THE Avatar for crying out loud.

I groan to myself when I reach the gates to the Hiroshi Sato's factory. I hate this place with a passion. Every day is like a routine for me. I flash my badge to the security guard sitting in a tiny booth and he quickly opens the gates with a press of a button. As I enter I can hear the thumping of earthbenders bending on the inside. Trucks are parked at the loading docks ready to be filled with weapons. I don't know where they are taking the weapons, but the word on the street is that Amon has a secret hideout in the mountains and that is where he is hiding the goods.

"Bolin, I need to speak with you." The voice of Hiroshi stops me in my tracks. He stopped speaking to me after the battle two years ago. Asami decided to move out of her father's home and for a while she crashed at my apartment until she was able to get her own.

I turn to face the short and chubby nonbender with a friendly smile on face, but deep down inside I just want to pound him into the ground. "Mr. Sato, how are you today?"

Hiroshi looks up at me, I tower over him about a foot. He doesn't smile at me or show any kind of friendly gesture. Not even an 'I'm fine.' "Follow me to my office."

Now, the only time when someone is called to Hiroshi's office is when they are about to get fired. Why would he fire me? I have been doing my job perfectly ever since I was hired. Maybe he is going to give me a raise. I follow Hiroshi closely as we cross through the main work area and into one of warehouses. His assistant sitting at her desk smiles as we pass her, not saying a word. When I enter his large office, he offers me a seat across from his desk. I move forward, but I feel a little iffy about the place. The room is quite dark, but the only light source is peeking through the thin, red curtains.

"Have a seat," he offers me while gesturing toward the chair.

"I'm fine, sir. I will stand."

"Very well then." Hiroshi leans forward, clasps his hands together and rests his chin on top. "I'm pretty sure you are wondering why I asked you here today."

I nod. Something just doesn't feel right.

"How is my daughter?"

"She's fine, sir."

"Do you enjoy your job, Bolin?"

I lie. "I do, sir." I am not the greatest earthbender in the world, but I feel subtle movements vibrating under my feet. My eyes wander to the window and I listen closely to the vibration of the glass rumbling from outside. What I am feeling is inside the room, surrounding me. I bring my attention back to Hiroshi, checking to make sure he isn't the one causing this random burst of vibration.

"Bolin?"

An ominous feeling takes over me, I feel his presence creeping up my spine. I move quickly to the right, motioning my arms to bend the floor, but it barely moves. "Fuck!" I scream as I move into a different pose, but nothing happens. When I turn around, Amon is standing behind me, his tall figure towering over me.

Hiroshi says, "It's all platinum. You can't bend it."

Amon's deep voice sends a chill up my spine. "We meet again." He steps forward and a couple of chi blockers appear at his side. It doesn't take them long to attempt to ambush me. I groan as I draw my arm back to punch one of the chi blocker, but the other one catches me off guard and pokes me in the side, arm and leg, causing me to fall to the ground. Amon stands over me, leans down and pulls me up by hair. I groan when he bends my back back and forces me to look at him. I imagine he has an sadistic grin behind his mask. He places his thumb on my forehand and another hand just below my neck.

"It's time to rid you of your impurity," he says and suddenly I feel as if someone had stabbed me.

An hour later I find myself wandering through the streets of Republic City broken down and weak. My hands trembling as if I've seen a ghost. No one says a word as I stumble pass them. Their eyes told me exactly what they were thinking. They know what happened to me. I have to get Korra out of the city. We're not safe here. We never were, but Amon is continuing his extinction of benders. All that talk about needing benders to help run the city is a bunch of bullshit. He doesn't need us and never did. One by one he is going to get rid of all benders, starting with this dark city.

Once I reach my apartment, I attempt to open the door, but my nerves are so bad I can barely get the key in the keyhole. The door suddenly opens and I stumble into Korra's arms, causing her to fall to the floor with me on top of her.

"B-Bolin, what's wrong? What happened to you?" She asks. Her fingers rub through my sweaty hair and over my moist face. As I stare into her blue eyes, my eyes starts to water and quickly look away. "Look at me, Bo. What's wrong?" She presses her hands on both sides of my face, forcing me to look at her. She looks so concern. "Tell me what happened."

I shake my head because I don't want to tell her. She looks at me again and I can tell she is pleading with me. "Amon took my bending."

She gasps and quickly covers her mouth with her hand. "No," she mumbles, "no."

"I'm sorry, but I can't teach you to earthbend."

Korra doesn't say anything. She only wraps her arms around me and pulls me closer to her. "I'm so sorry, Bo!"

I rest my chin on her shoulder and whisper, "We can't stay here."

"We have to. I'm not leaving this city. I have told you before, I will take Amon out."

I pull away to look her dead in the eyes. "It's not safe, Korra. If Amon knew you were still around...He'll..."

"He will what? I have nothing for him to take."

Hima starts to cry from the bedroom and I look towards the bedroom door. "You have Hima and I am quite sure she is a bender too."