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After a month, both Lin and Sokka returned to Republic City. Katara had wished them well, and fussed over the both of them for at least ten minutes before she would let them get on the bison. But finally, they landed back in Republic City, on Air Temple Island of all places. She never saw Tenzin or Pema, although she did catch a glimpse of their daughter toddling around. The child stopped in front of her for a moment, staring, before calmly moving on. Lin left the Island quickly. She wanted to go back home.

It was difficult, at first. Seeing the office she shared with Mother suddenly empty. Lin kept expecting her to walk around the corner. Having people calling her "Chief," when that was supposed to be Mother's title. Seeing the gold badge on her chest instead of adorning Mother's headband. Lin did as she was asked about the statue. She made a small joke about it the first meeting she had with her officers after Mother died.

"Well, the first order of business is a matter of great import. The late Chief Bei Fong told me on her very deathbed to give you all this message."

Everyone had leaned forward.

"She has ordered-"

Her officers' eyebrows rose when she paused.

"That she must have a statue outside the building because, quote, "Twinkletoes, which was her nickname for Avatar Aang, got one. I want one. Make it the focal point of the building."

The room had erupted in laughter. Lin smiled wryly too. She had a responsibility to these men. They had lost Mother, too. They had loved her, too. They looked about as lost as she was. Mother had been the Chief since Republic City was founded. And they were looking to her now, not only as their new Chief, but as the person who had loved and known Mother best. Lin had to help them feel better and move forward as best she could.

"She wasn't kidding in the slightest, of course. So I'll be sending a team of you who are more artistically inclined to start working on it. Find some good, clear, steel, put it above the entrance."

Lin had chuckled when she saw the statue. It was a very good likeness. But more importantly, it was grand and almost on the ostentatious side, which was exactly what Mother would've wanted. And it was, indeed, unmistakably the focal point of the building.

"Well, Mother, no one will be able to miss it. The first thing they'll see on the building is Toph Bei Fong."

Lin could imagine her response. "Good. That's how it should be."

As Mother had said, Lin slipped easily into the role of Chief. She had already been doing all the paperwork and most other business that came with it. It was just the final decisions that now came down to her where they used to be up to Mother. That and choosing new recruits. Now Lin was the metalbending and earthbending master and it was her job to teach them. And she knew, as time went on, that she had done exactly as she had wanted to do. She had wanted to help mother live on after she was gone. And when she ordered each bunch of new recruits to put their blindfolds on, and watched their eyes bug out, she knew she was doing just that as she held in a laugh.

Lin also tried to put her own mark on the force and on headquarters and on the way things were done. The first thing she did was equip the force with a fleet of police airships. The cables that they had strung about the city were fast, yes. But the airships were newer and faster and they needed to be able to respond to things as quickly as possible. Lin also learned that she was a bit of a stricter, unamused Chief than Mother had been. Not that Mother had ever been irresponsible or lax, but Mother had liked to tease some of the criminals that Lin didn't have the patience for. Mother would have made sarcastic jabs at them. Lin just told them to cut the crap.

Lin kept watching the city change. It was her city now. She had waited for the day that it would be her responsibility. Now, she would give a lot to go back. But she knew she couldn't. So she looked forward. She watched the city continue to industrialize. Those strange Satomobiles that had been introduced so many years back were now all over the city. The ostrich-horse drawn carts were replaced with noisy, quick, metal contraptions that tended to clog up the streets, but that also were much more efficient as far as Lin was concerned. Lin had just shaken her head, a melancholy weight on her face when dear, ancient Sokka finally passed. He had barely lasted a year after Mother. Lin suspected he wouldn't. She wasn't sure what kind of bond exactly Sokka and Mother had had, but she knew it had been close, and she had always known that when one passed, the other wouldn't be far behind. They had scattered his ashes in Yue Bay, at night under a full moon. Lin had looked at the moon and known that Sokka was finally with her. The beautiful spirit of the moon that he had told stories about all his life. And she tried to listen to what Mother had said and keep a lid on the abrasiveness around Tenzin. Pema had stood beside him, solemn, holding little Jinorra's hand, with their newborn daughter Ikki in her arms. Tenzin and Pema had cried, with hanging heads. Katara was, for the first time that Lin had ever seen, inconsolable. But Lin had no tears left. Not after Mother. She jutted her chin out, with an arm around Aunt Katara like Katara had done for her, and looked out across the bay, head level, with iron resolve.

Over the next years, Lin started investigating that rogue group that had cornered her and Mother that day. It was difficult to gather information on them. They all wore masks, so they couldn't be identified easily. Adapting to the technology they used was almost impossible because it changed and advanced all the time. Juggling that with trying to break up the bending triads had Lin working impossibly long shifts trying to coordinate it all. It was Lin who first identified the rogue group. It took two years. Two years of all but stalking the area of town she had run into them in, trailing the few she saw silently, interrogating the few she caught. But finally, one dropped a small stack of papers. Lin had been stalking the woman from above for hours after seeing her coming out of a known hideout. She bent to pick them up and Lin was on her so quickly the poor woman couldn't do anything but gasp, frightened. Lin had her bound up in seconds. She hauled her down to headquarters, with the entire stack of papers in hand as evidence. The younger woman had gone straight into an interrogation room. Lin let her stew there for a good half an hour before she came in.

"Why am I here? What are the charges?" the woman demanded immediately.

"Accessory to a crime. You were seen leaving a known hideout for a radical vigilante group. If vigilante justice is even what you're doing. Although, from what's in this file, it doesn't seem like it. Looks like you call yourselves the Equalists. Care to explain what this is all about?"

"I'm not saying a thing."

"That's fine, of course. But as it is, if you don't say anything, you'll be going to jail for a decently long time. If you do talk, I can guarantee that that sentence is not as long."

"How long?"

"Well, if you don't talk, you might be in here up to 12 years. Depends how much evidence is actually in this file. Considering how much information appears to be in here, it doesn't look good for you. If you talk, I can cut that down to four. Make your choice and make it quickly. I don't have all day."

"What do you want to know?"

"I want to know who you people are, what you want, and who your leader is."

"How would you be able to put me in here for 12 years?! Someone would've had to commit murder for me to be in here that long as an accessory," the woman had smiled smugly. "And we haven't killed anyone."

"Oh, but you have. And the only ones who know who it was are sitting below us in a cell where they've been for almost three years. It would not pain me at all for you to join them."

The woman's eyes widened.

"I...o-okay. We call ourselves the Equalists. We're a non-bender protest group. What we want is equality between benders and non-benders. We're tired of being terrorized by triads in the outskirts of the city. Where was the police force when the triple threats destroyed my home?! We're tired of not having the jobs that benders have. When the whole city runs on bending, we have nowhere to go! All the influential council members are benders! And everyone on the police force is a bender! We're tired of you benders preaching equality when it's clear you don't care about us!"

"And your leader?"

"He calls himself Amon. I've never seen him."

Lin nodded.

"Well, thank you for the information. It was...enlightening.

Lin had sighed that night, looking towards headquarters from the small apartment she had just a few blocks away. She could just make out Mother's statue from her window. She had an uneasy feeling about these Equalists. She wondered what Mother would've done. Benders in the area kept going missing, the group resisted arrest, striking back with gas and knives. They were just as much of a threat as the Triad. Things were so out of balance and Lin wasn't sure how to help things.

For years, Lin kept watching for signs of Equalist activity. She couldn't track down much other than the occasional busting of a training facility or the stray bit of information here and there. But Lin knew they were up to something. They were planning something on a large scale. She just had yet to understand what it was.

When Lin heard that a rogue water tribe girl had managed to round up the Triple Threat Triad on her own, she had been impressed, if not a little miffed. She had no time for vigilantes. But when she also heard about the damage that the girl had done to that block of downtown Republic City, she had been more than annoyed. And when the officer who had brought her in said, "She says her name's Korra-" Lin had growled. She remembered the girl vaguely. She had only seen her once or twice in passing while staying in the Southern Water Tribe for that month, but Katara had told her who she was. She knew Korra wouldn't remember her. The girl had been pretty young then, and Lin hadn't interacted with her at all. And now she was in Lin's city smashing up shops, particularly non-benders' shops, which was not at all what Lin needed right now. She and the council were at their wit's end with how tense and unstable things were right now between benders and non-benders. What she needed was peace and diplomacy. What she had gotten was a 17 year old, reckless, inexperienced Avatar galavanting around the city painting a pretty poor picture of benders. She was supposed to be a mediator, for Spirits' sake!

Lin was not impressed with the girl, to say the least. Lin had been mildly excited to meet Aang's successor, until she had heard what the girl had done. And meeting her hadn't helped much. The girl was stubborn and reckless with a penchant for thinking she knew better than anyone else. She was the opposite of Aang. And they needed someone like Aang right now. Of course, Tenzin had to stick his nose in it, too. This was all his fault, anyway. He was supposed to be supervising her. He was her airbending teacher, after all. But Lin had learned one thing over the years. That if she wanted something done right, she would have to do it. She couldn't trust anyone else to do it right. She had been able to trust Mother, but very few other than her. So, of course Lin got saddled with dealing with the Avatar. Thankfully, Tenzin took her off Lin's hands and offered to cover the damage for the entire block of downtown that was in shambles.

"Get her out of my city," Lin spat, and she meant it. She needed the Avatar to stay out of it until they could get things under control. She obviously couldn't trust her to show any restraint, so until then, Lin needed her back in the Southern Water Tribe where she belonged.

Of course, Tenzin never had been able to commit to anything. The next day, Tenzin told her that the Avatar was staying in Republic City, and was asking her to be there at a press conference to make sure no harm befell the young Avatar.

"Tenzin, show some resolve and send her back home! She's too young and too inexperienced for this! Republic City is not stable enough for this right now. She needs to go home."

"Lin, I think she should stay. We're trying to keep Father's legacy alive in this city and she is his legacy."

"You'll kill his legacy if you let her stay. That foolish girl is not his legacy, this city that took our parents, and us decades to build is! I have a bad feeling about all of this. If the Avatar stays, things are going to get very tense."

"Lin, I've made my decision."

"Of course you have. And as usual, I'm dealing with the consequences."

"Lin-"

"I'll be there. I obviously can't leave you two alone."

As Lin predicted, the Avatar's very public presence in the city did nothing to help things. The Equalist activity skyrocketed almost overnight. All that had happened was a polarization between benders and non-benders. Before she knew it, that weasel Tarrlok had some sort of gala in the Avatar's honor. And of course she had to be there for that, too, to make sure nothing erupted there. He was busy creating some sort of anti-Equalist task force, separate from the police. And she knew he was trying to get the Avatar on the task force, which was a dangerous move. Even without her, the task force would alienate non-benders. But with her, it could be the spark that jolted the Equalists into action. Lin had tried to help her shake Tarrlok off. She told her that she had done nothing to deserve this ridiculous party. She was trying to give her a hint. She hadn't been in the city long enough to warrant a gala in her honor. Anyone honest wouldn't be throwing a party devoted just to her. Tarrlok was obviously trying to force her into his ridiculous task force. But the Avatar hadn't taken the hint and ended up stumbling into it anyway. And in the mean time, her officers were uncovering crate after crate of Equalist weapons and propaganda in basements and warehouses all across the city.

So when their leader, Amon, had called for the shutting down of the bending arena, Lin was sure that he wanted to scare them into doing just that. She wasn't sure what his plans were after that, but she knew she wasn't about to play right into his hands. She knew the council were coward enough to vote to shut things down, and she knew that the Avatar would protest it, if Lin knew her well enough. So she followed her. She was nearly too late, and had to stop the gavel in midair with a quick and sharply aimed cable. But she knew that Republic City needed to put the Equalists in their place. However valid their complaints might've been, they were terrorizing the people of Republic City. Benders or not, if anyone in Lin's city was threatened, she would do everything in her power to stop the culprits for good.

Lin had never had a place covered more thoroughly. So she felt especially guilty and stupid when the Equalists bested her. She had done just what she had been trying to avoid. She never saw it coming until she was waking up on the ground of the bending arena, feeling the familiar strange sting of electricity still pulsing a little in her muscles, to feel and hear the explosion on the main stage of the arena. She had been trying to keep everyone safe, and now a quarter of the population of the city was stuck in an arena that had just been bombed. Lin had had enough. She dragged herself up, watching the leader, Amon, the one in the mask, get dragged up through the broken glass ceiling. She had to get him. The next thing she saw was the Avatar, trying to propel herself after him with a veritable typhoon behind her. She knew that Amon had to be taken down just as much as Lin did. She came up short. She couldn't get high enough. But Lin could. She barely caught her before she fell, but Lin swooped in, cable looping around the Avatar's midsection. And before she really thought about it, she mustered up what strength she had and, with a flick of the cable, slung her right up through the ceiling. The time for diplomacy was over. Lin needed Amon brought to justice and she needed whatever help she could get. And if Korra wanted to help, Lin would let her. Maybe she'd learn a little something and get rid of some of that naiveté on the way. Lin wasn't far behind her. She wasn't letting that man out of her sight. And thank the Spirits Lin had had the presence of mind, or maybe lack thereof, to bring Korra up here with her. She would've been taken if not for her. The Equalists' new electric weapons were all-too effective on her metal armor. Lin watched the Avatar fight. She was a powerful bender. Lin smirked. For one born in the Water Tribe, she sure did love firebending. And she had given Lin a clear shot at Amon. Lin was almost in the Equalist airship when the glass under Korra shattered. Lin had just enough time to see Amon's mask, to be close enough to touch him, to bring him down, before she dropped. She had to. However inexperienced the Avatar was, it wouldn't do to lose her now. An inexperienced Avatar was better than no Avatar. Lin had to dive, in a free-fall to get to her on time. She very nearly didn't. But just in time, Lin managed to swing them both into the stands. They had given it their all, Lin mused, trying to quell the guilt in her chest. Especially the Avatar. That girl was tough as nails. Lin decided then that maybe Korra wasn't too bad. But she didn't have much time to think about that. She had put a large portion of the city in danger that night because of her poor judgement and now things with Amon had exploded. Lin knew it would be a fight to keep the city from going into war.

When they found enough Equalist weapons to supply an arsenal in Cabbage Corp, the only corporation big enough to rival Future Industries, Lin knew things were about to get ugly. Whatever they had been planning steadily over the last decade was about to erupt. It was just a matter of where and when it would be and how devastating it would be. When Korra had insisted that Sato was in on it all and had framed Cabbage Corp, Lin was skeptical. But she also wanted this Equalist business quashed and soon. A week ago, she would've told the Avatar to get out of her sight before she arrested her. But after how she fought at the bending arena, Lin couldn't help but trust her just a little bit. Sato had a motive. So Lin searched his warehouses, putting her faith in Korra. And when that wasn't successful, Lin had cursed under her breath. She couldn't afford another slip-up like this. Which was what was exasperating about the anonymous tip they got about an underground warehouse under the Sato mansion. If she pursued it and was wrong, she would be fired. Fired as the Chief of Police. Lin wasn't sure what to do. What would Mother say? Lin had smiled a little. She could nearly hear her.

"Well, kiddo, what do you think? Do you think this is right? If you think there might be something there, go ahead and search the mansion. It's not the title that counts, kid. It's the end result. If you don't feel like the city is safe without searching the mansion, that should tell you something."

So Lin had done it. She nearly laughed when her officers told her that there was no secret workshop. Hadn't she told them it was underground? Had they learned anything from her? And some of the older ones had trained under Mother, for Spirits sake! Lin cut her eyes at them and immediately retracted the sole of her boot and slammed her bare foot down on the titanium panel below her. There was indeed a warehouse below it. A big one, with what looked like some pretty elaborate weapons. She had wasted no time in bending the metal panel off of the tunnel.

Lin supposed she should've known it was a trap. But these Equalists were crafty. They had managed to get her at every turn. And if they didn't get her, then she was bound by Republic City politics. And suddenly she had found herself stuck, barricaded in Hiroshi Sato's underground workshop with Tenzin and Korra and almost all of her best officers. She tried to metalbend herself out, but nothing budged. She growled. And when Sato had told her that not even Mother could've bended the solid platinum that the walls and mecha-tanks were made out of, Lin couldn't help but scoff a little. It wouldn't have mattered, and Sato would've known that if he had known Mother at all. She still could've buried him without metalbending. And Lin was going to try her damnedest to, too. She managed to take a few of them down before she was thrown off of one. The last thing she remembered was hitting ground, hard. Woke up just in time for the Avatar's two friends, the firebender and the earthbender on her pro-bending team, to rush them all out. Lin had had it. She was tired of being played on two sides. Tarrlok and his politics on one side, and Amon on the other. And she had just lost her officers to it all. For the second time that night, Lin wondered what Mother would tell her to do, although she knew the answer already. She would tell Lin to do whatever she had to do to protect the city. Lin was too limited by all the rules and politics. She had to be able to act the way she knew she needed to. She had failed as Chief. She hadn't been able to protect her city, its citizens, or even her officers as Chief. So she would do what she had to to rectify it. Not as Chief of Police, but as Lin. The next morning, Lin handed in her resignation. Everything she had worked for since she was tiny, gone. But it wasn't worth staying if she couldn't do the one thing she wanted to do more than be Chief of Police. And that was protect Republic City.

Lin hadn't been in the hospital for two days when she heard on the radio that Korra was missing. She wasted no time. She was up and out of bed, although it was no small task with broken ribs, with her armor on before the announcer finished his sentence. She looked down sadly at Mother's badge pinned on her chest. She hadn't turned it over to Saikhan. It had been Mother's. He could wear a new one. She'd never give it up. She couldn't wear it anymore, though. She placed it safely among her things, tucked away. She had said goodbye to that part of Mother's legacy. But she could uphold the other part. She smirked a little. Mother had so loved breaking rules and causing some havoc. Lin thought it was high time she did the same.

And true to what she had heard of Mother's younger self, the first thing she did was break the Avatar's friends out of jail before bringing them all straight to Tenzin's. They were finding Korra and her officers before the day was out if Lin had anything to do with it. Lin had almost everything to do with it. They never would've found the hideout without her seismic sense. She almost told them all to go home and let her do it all because clearly they weren't needed. But she held it in. The Equalists were smart and slippery. This was no time to be cocky. They didn't find Korra in the Equalist hideout they had broken into, although Lin had found her officers. All of their bending, gone. All these men who she had trained, or who Mother had trained. All of these men who she'd watched get better and better. And it was gone. Lin was failing. She was trying to keep her promise to Mother, to protect the city. And every day, it seemed, she let something slip.

They did finally find Korra. Tarrlok had been a bloodbender. Mother had told her not to trust him. She had been right, just like she always was. He had bloodbent the poor girl and locked her up. But that polarbear dog of hers had found her, and carried her all the way back into the city, which was no small task. Lin had hoped with Tarrlok gone, that maybe Republic City would get a few days' rest. But when Korra told them that Amon had taken Tarrlok's bending, she knew that they wouldn't. He was bold enough to take a council member's bending. Amon would make a move on the city. Tenzin knew it too. There was no other way that he would ask her, with much stammering and long-winded explanation, to stay at Air Temple Island and watch over Pema and his three children. Lin would've said yes regardless. She was about to snap at him when she remembered what Mother had said. Not to hold a grudge against Tenzin. It had been so many years. And with everything that was at stake, Lin knew neither one of them needed any more animosity between them. It seemed like a good day to start listening to her Mother. So she had sighed, and smiled softly, and nodded. "Of course I'll help, old friend."

It wasn't an hour after Tenzin had left that Lin saw the Equalist airship coast towards the Island, its dark shadow running in an oblique line across the shoreline by Yue Bay. Lin ushered everyone inside as quickly as possible. And Pema had gone into labor, of all days. She really did know how to throw a monkey wrench into all of Lin's plans. Lin shook her head and waited, alone, for the ship to arrive, for the Equalist troops to invade. She knew there would be a lot of them, maybe more than she could handle. But she had to try. They couldn't get to the children. She had promised Tenzin. And moreover, she owed it to Aang. She wouldn't let his grandchildren, and the last three of four airbenders left, get captured by Amon. She stood, completely still, looking towards Aang's statue as the troops repelled down to the Island.

She almost had them, until Amon's Lieutenant got to her. She was sure they'd take her then. They'd take her bending. She had resigned herself to it when she saw a small glider in the air, felt a familiar sharp gust of air. Tenzin's children, one by one, came to fight by her, small and vulnerable, and surprisingly skilled. They weren't going to leave her alone, she realized, as they all stood, Jinora in particular, protective, in front of her. They were so like Aang, and Katara. And she supposed, like Tenzin.

They had had to run. Lin had known they would bring reinforcements, although she didn't have the heart to tell Tenzin immediately. She tried to give the family a moment to meet the new baby. But the Equalists ships were coming, and fast. Lin had never thought twice. If Tenzin and his children were trying to escape, she was going with them. Tenzin had tried to protest. But Lin silenced him quickly. "If you're leaving, then I'm coming with you. No arguments. You and your family are the last airbenders. There's no way I'm letting Amon take your bending away."

She had thought by taking Oogie when they did, that they had escaped. But Lin watched the Equalist airships loom, dark, behind them. The Equalists had found them and tracked them down, shooting nets at them. Their intent was clear. They didn't want to kill the airbenders. They wanted to make an example of them. They wanted to take their bending. Lin sliced one of the nets out of the air, steel cable wrapping around the rope attached to the net. It led straight to the airship. And for Lin, time stops for a moment.

It has all led to this, Lin thinks as she stands on the edge of Oogie's saddle. She realizes that now, in a rush of understanding. She wondered before, what it was all for. Mother sacrificing herself for her, especially when she had failed as Chief so miserably. Her working her entire life to get there, and being forced to let it all go. Lin looks back at them. Tenzin at the reins, terrified and protective eyes on his family. Pema, putting on the bravest face she can, with a tiny, wrinkled newborn in her arms. Rambunctious Meelo, happy and imaginative Ikki, kind and brave Jinorra. Aang working tirelessly to build that island for them, working to teach Tenzin about it all, Tenzin working to carry it on. She realizes. They are his life's work. And hers is to protect them. It has all led here. Even Mother's dying instead of her. Because Mother could see the knives coming where Lin couldn't. And in turn, she couldn't have done this. They are too high in the air and Mother wouldn't have been able to see to do this. She would have to have seeing eyes. And Lin does. Lin understands. She doesn't want to be there, where Pema is now. She thought at one time that she did. But now she realizes that there is nowhere else she'd rather be than where she is now. Being in Pema's place would require sitting back. Lin wants to give everything. She wants to act. This is what she is supposed to do, what she has worked towards since she could walk. She wants to make her mother proud. She doesn't want to sit there, passive, with a baby on her hip. She wants to fight until her body breaks from it, until there is no energy, no blood, no nothing left.

Lin knows she will not be coming back. She knows that these are her last moments. And she is not scared. She is too certain in this moment for fear. She closes her eyes with iron resolve.

"Whatever happens to me, don't turn back!"

"Lin, what are you doing?!"

It is Tenzin and his family that she is protecting, but it is not Tenzin she thinks of as she runs off the tail of the bison and leaps into space. Lin has always loved the air, has always been fascinated by it. She spent her childhood on the back on a flying bison, learning earthbending techniques from an airbender. The only man she has ever loved was like the air. Free and fresh and subtly beautiful. But Lin's place is not in the air. She loves it but it is not her. Lin's place is rooted to earth and supported by steel. It is Mother she thinks of as she flounders for a moment in the air before hitting the metal ship hard enough that the air is knocked out of her. Lin belongs with the earth, and really, Mother was the earth. No one has ever understood it like she did, and Lin suspects that no one else ever will. So Lin thinks of her mother, because the earth is strength and endurance and bravery and substance and Lin needs a lot of all of those things in what she knows are her last breaths. She wonders briefly if Mother was as sure as she is now when she jumped in front of her the day she died, but she puts the thought aside. Of course she was. Because Bei Fongs are tough. Bei Fongs use restraint. Bei Fongs wait and listen, before they strike and strike hard. Bei Fongs don't back down, give all of themselves, never give up, are there to protect. Bei Fongs protect the ones they love. Bei Fongs survive. Bei Fongs sacrifice. And Bei Fongs know when it's time to leave. And Lin knows it is her time.

It doesn't take her anything to rip a hole in that ship larger than the statue of Aang she can see below. Lin wastes no time in leaping to the next ship as the one behind her falls out of the air, spiraling to the earth below as Lin rips a gash in this one, too. She waits to plummet out of the air to the earth, to her death, before the equalists hit her with a shock of electricity and she falls unconscious.

She had thought the hole in the second ship was big enough. But Lin realizes as she comes to that it did not sink like the first one did. There is no other way she would be alive. And she realizes what will happen to her now. She does not know how long she has. But they will take the earth away from her. They know that, for her, it is a fate worse than death. She is not awake for five minutes before they come to get her. They drag her out in the rain, and shove her to her knees. She is grateful for it. The closer she is to the earth in these last minutes, the better. Amon says he will let her keep her bending if she tells him where her airbenders are. She refuses, violently. Amon and his organization took her mother from her. And they are about to do it again. But she will let them do that before she lets them take the airbenders. And as he walks around to do it, she inhales, searching for it. She closes her eyes as she finds the hum in the earth. One tear escapes, blending with rain water, before the hum stops and the earth falls still and silent.

Hope you all enjoyed Chapter 6! As always, drop by and leave a review and tell me what you thought! There will be one chapter after this one, so keep on the lookout for Chapter 7! Until next time!

~Belmione