Terror

Midnight. The clock sounded midnight and made her jump from surprise. She breathed slowly to calm herself. She was ready in an attack position, but Amon hadn´t come yet.

She had chosen the place for this endgame. Aang´s Memorial Island. It was a visible place, easy to control, nowhere to escape. She had plenty of water and earth to use. Tactically, it was perfect. Not to mention, there was Aang´s statue. Somehow its presence reassured her. His statue was imposing, it symbolized his power and mysticism. The power of the Avatar. It inspired her and hoped it would at least intimidate her opponent. But on the other hand it reminded her of the fact that she still had never communicated with him and that absence convinced her of the fact that she was really alone to fight against Amon. Now it was too late to back off, she had to face him.

But as the hours passed by it became clear that Amon wasn´t going to show up. She yawned tiredly and looked at the time. She had done her job, she came here and had waited almost three hours. The coward hadn´t come, no one could blame her if she decided to go home.

She got up and slowly headed to where she had left her boat. She was already imagining the comfort of her bed when a sudden sound, similar to the one of an arrow pierced the air. The next moment something wrapped her legs and made her lose her balance. She didn´t have the time to realize with her falling that she was pulled inside the temple.

But she hadn´t trained those past years for nothing. With a kick she freed herself, got up and started punching fire to illuminate the chamber and see her aggressor.

What she saw filled her with fear.

Like in her worst nightmares chi blockers were in front of her, their red eyes gleaming in the dark. With her eyes wide from terror she punched and kicked as they attacked her but there were simply too many. They tied her. She struggled to break free until they blocked her chi and caused her to lose all energy.

How foolish had she been to think that Amon would really listen to her and face her one on one. She had played right into his hands.

As she regained her consciousness she moved her head slowly to register what was around her. The rest of her body was still blocked and she could only stare terrified as Amon entered her view. The mask that populated her nightmares filled her vision and she would have screamed but her mouth could not emit a sound.

He reached his hand toward her face. NO, NO, she didn´t want her bending to be taken away. No, please no. Never had she felt this way. She had always been protected by every danger in her life. First by her family and then by the White Lotus. She had never really had to face any danger alone. She had grown up thinking there could be no one stronger than her. She was the Avatar, master of the elements. Now her eyes were filled with fear, sweat was running down her back and tears were forming in the corners of her eyes.

He placed his hand under her chin and made her raise her head. She had to look straight into his eyes, eyes of which she could not define the colour, dangerous eyes, hateful eyes. They gave her the sensation of looking into her own doom. She cannot defeat him, can she? Looking at him makes her forget that she is the Avatar. She is completely defenceless.

"… I will destroy you." The moment she realizes he won´t take her bending away and a little light of hope blooms inside her is the same when with a quick move he makes her faint.

She falls. Memories fill her mind, people she has never seen but are familiar to her. She recognizes a man with an arrow on his head. These memories are his. He is an air bender. Aang…?

"KORRA!"

…

She burst into a cry as Tenzin held her and tells her that the nightmare is over, that everything is okay now. And she cries, letting her fear go away. She has never experienced fear like this before and she was glad it had been Tenzin who had found her.

She gratefully whispered a thank you.