Author's Note: Here is the next chapter, sorry the last chapter was so heavy, but it will tie into the story later on. This is most likely not going to be a simple short story as we thought, so be prepared! Please review and let us know what you think!

A Terrified Little Boy

"Come on boys!" Korra yelled to her kids as she stood at the front door of the house. Tenzin graciously let Korra and her family continue to live on Air Temple Island.

"We are coming, mommy!" Noren yelled as he sprinted down the hallway as fast as he could. A huge smile filled Noren's face as his eyes sparkled with excitement. San was following behind him with a small smile on his face, his eyes also filled with joy and Korra couldn't help but smile at the happiness that showed on her boys' faces.

When Noren reached his mom he quickly jumped up and latched himself to her upper torso; Korra laughed and wrapped her arm around him. Noren quickly jumped down and sprinted to the car. San slowed down when he reached his mom and tightly grabbed her hand with his smaller hand. Korra walked out the door and she couldn't help but embrace how nice the sun felt on her skin. She new this was going to be a good day; it just had to be.

"San, you have to let go of my hand and go inside." A frown graced Korra's face as her son refused to go inside of the school, "You guys are in forth grade now, and you have to learn to let me go."

"But, mommy, they are mean." San looked up at his mom, who was kneeling in front of him, with big tear filled eyes.

"Honey, you'll be fine." Korra smiled and kissed her son's forehead, "You brother will protect you."

With that said, Noren wrapped his arm around his younger brother with a giant gapped tooth smile. Noren was ten minutes older than his brother and he took this "older brother" role very serious.

San seemed to relax and nodded his head; he still was not smiling, but Korra knew that would be asking too much of the boy. The two boys gave their mother a huge hug and then with their backpacks on their backs they headed into the school.

When the two boys walked into the classroom it seemed as if everyone instantly got quiet. Even the teacher seemed to give the children side-glances out of her glasses. Noren walked in front of his brother, confidence radiating off of him. San walked behind him with his head down clutching his lunch box in his hands so tight that his knuckles were turning white.

The desks were arranged in groups of four desks, all of which the children would have to face one another. There were twenty-four students in the entire class, so there were 6 clusters of desks in the room, but there were two lone seats in the far left corner of the room, distinctly away from everyone else in the room. Even the teacher's desk was moved so she would not have to be near those children; her desk in the back right of the room. There was a large chalkboard covering the front wall with the flag sticking out of the corner.

The two boys quickly made it to their assigned seats, in the far left of the room and put their stuff down near their desks. Noren, in a delightfully cheery voice, began talking to San about how when they got home they should see if Milo would play with them. San let his brother ramble on, like he always did, San was too busy watching four boys walk over to them. But to San it seemed like walking wasn't the right word; these other boys were stalking the two brothers.

"So, freaks," The one boy with jet-black hair began to speak with a crooked smile on his face, "how is it like knowing that your dad is a freak as well?"

The other boys in the posy began to laugh; as San lowered his head and took it Noren glared at the boy and stood up from his desk.

"How is it like knowing that you'll never be able to bend?" Noren's words were filled with venom, "I'd rather be a freak, than like everyone else."

The boys stopped laughing and looked towards their leader who was so mad that San swears he saw steam coming off of his forehead. The leader leaned closer till he was right in Noren's face.

"I'd watch your mouth if I was you." The leader growled out, but Noren leaned back and laughed in his face.

"And what could you possibly do to me?" Noren said when his laughing fit stopped, "You even take a step towards me or my brother, you'll pay." If looks could kill, both of the boys would have turned to ash instantly.

The teacher hollered for everyone to take his or her seats; not even addressing the fact that the group of boys was trying to harass them.

"This isn't over" The leader sneered at Noren, before he and his posy went to their seats.

"I don't like that Hono kid." San said looking down at his desk. Noren glanced at his brother and then glared at the back of Hono's head.

"It's okay." Noren said with a genuine smile on his face, "I'll keep you safe." With that said San smiled and both boys turned their heads to the direction in which the teacher was teaching.

When the bell dismissed the school for recess everyone sprinted out of their seats, but Noren waited by the door for his brother who always took his time making sure his belongings were in order before he left the room. The two boys walked out of the school building side by side; they slowly made their way to the black top where the rest of the kids were playing.

"Hey, I am going to go over and grab us a ball to play with!" Noren's voice was filled with excitement as he rushed over to the bag of balls in the corner of the black top.

San simply walked over to one of the empty areas of the black top and waited for his brother to return. In a couple minutes, San was lost in thought and he realized that it shouldn't have taken this long for his brother to grab a ball. San turned around and looked around the blacktop for his brother and he saw him on the ground in the corner with Hono and his group of boys all around him kicking him. It looked as if Noren had lost consciousness; San began to sprint towards his brother as fast as he could.

When Noren had went to grab the ball, Hono came up behind him with a rock and hit him in the back of the head which caused Noren to go unconscious and fall to the ground.

"Noren!" San yelled, but his brother was unresponsive. San glanced at the teachers, and was shocked to see that all of them had saw his brother getting abused, but none of them moved to do anything.

"Please stop!" San screamed as he got closer to his brother and the group of boys that were trying to kill him. When Hono heard the other brother yelling he turned around and stepped towards San. The other boys stopped beating up Noren and stood behind Hono.

"Oh, yeah?" Hono said in a mocking tone, "And what are you going to do? Tell on us?" The other boys began to laugh at their leader's joke.

"Please, I don't want to hurt you." San said with tears in his eyes; he truly looked like a lost puppy. San's comment made the boys laugh again, but this time they started laughing even harder.

"You?" One of the boys behind Hono spoke, "You're guard dog is down. What are you going to do to protect yourself?" To prove his point he turned around and kicked Noren in the stomach.

San's right eye twitched and he let out a blood-wrenching scream as he ripped his hands from in front of him. The ground beneath the boys ripped apart, throwing Hono and his gang to other parts of the black top. This time the teachers began screaming and running over to help Hono and his friends. Once Hono and his friends were able to get to their feet they began to run in the other direction out of pure fear.

Tears were streaming down San's face as he lifted his hands from his sides and connected the above his head. This caused the ground to create an enclosed dome over the two brothers. Everyone could hear the cries coming from inside the earth, and all of the teachers knew in their hearts that they were the cause of this, but because of their fear none of them could move a muscle to help the boys. All anyone did was stand there and listen to the cries of a terrified little boy.

"Oh, so you are saying that this was my son's fault." Korra smashed her fist into the dark wooden desk of the principle. Korra glared and she was trying to not rip the principle's fat head off of his body.

"Your son is the one who used bending to try to hurt the other boys in his class." The principle said pushing his glasses up.

"My one son is in the hospital!" Korra bellowed flinging her arms up in the air, "Noren was unconscious and the boys were beating him up! For no reason! My son was just trying to protect his brother! Why isn't Hono and the other boys being reprimanded?"

"Ma'am that is none of your concern." The principle lifted up some papers hiding his face from the Avatar. Korra crossed her arms over her chest and just stared at the man. She clicked her tongue and shook her head.

"This is because of their father, isn't it?" Korra whispered glaring daggers at the man in front of her. This caused the principle to sigh and look right into the Avatar's eyes.

"It is not their fault that you married a monster." Korra's eyes went wide at the man's words. She could not believe that anyone could be so dense.

"If my love is a monster, and my son's are monsters, then tell me one thing." Korra placed both hands on the front of his desk and got right up in his face, "What does that make me?" Korra sneered in his face and with those words spoken she stormed out of his office, slamming the door so hard that it fell off the hinges.