Senna's POV

We drove to the hospital and I asked my daughter's friends and my husband to wait in the waiting room while I did a routine checkup. I could see how terrified and nervous she was, not wanting to take off her shirt, and holding the pillow close to her chest. I soothed her as much as I could and gently removed her clothing till she was only wearing boxers and a sports bra. My jaw clenched at all the bruises, scratches and scars I found on her body.

When I finished I wrapped her up in blanket and gave her a change of clothes I had asked Asami to bring. I placed my hand against her cheek and told her how proud I was for making such a big step. She relaxed a little and I gave her a hug, soothingly rubbing her back. She clung onto me for a while before letting go and I called the police. However, things didn't go as I had expected.

Noatak's POV

I received a phone call from one of my informants in the police station. I clenched my jaw at the information he gave me. That little bitch had gone to Senna and now she had filed a child abuse report against me. I grabbed my coat and headed over to the hospital, already having in mind what I was going to say. When I arrived, the girl's friends and parents were there.

Tonraq stood protectively in front of the brat who was cowering behind him. A teenager had his arms wrapped around her and it didn't take long for me to figure out that he was her boyfriend. Chief Saikhan arrived and I put my plan into motion.

"You are being accused of a very serious crime," he informed me. "Do you have anything to say?"

"I don't know what my daughter told you, but I can assure you it is all a lie," I replied calmly.

I saw the expression of all the little tramp's protectors harden.

"He's lying!" the teenage boy growled.

"I have a physical examination that proves, Korra has been abused," Senna interjected.

"An examination that I did not authorize," I stated simply. "Did you also see the cuts in her wrists?"

She stiffened at the mention of that.

"Did she tell you how she got those?"

"What are you waiting for Saikhan?" Tonraq asked. "Arrest him!"

"Wait, I want to hear what he has to say," the chief replied.

I smirked at that. I had already won this battle.

"I walked in on her yesterday and she cut herself," I stated simply. "She had a picture of her mother, whom on a number of times has stated that she hates. My daughter threw the picture in the fire and then placed her hand over it to make it seemed like I burned her. She was upset because I didn't let her go out."

"Is that true?" the officer asked the girl.

She shook her head.

"He-He-"

"I what?" I said. "What did I do? I've given you everything you've ever wanted. I let you live your life. What is that you want from me?"

I could see the officer making his own deliberation.

"I think she should return to her father while we conduct an investigation," he finally said.

"What?!" everyone shouted.

The girl shook her head and clung onto Senna, who in return held her tightly against her. I smirked in satisfaction. This was one mistake that cop was going to regret, and I was going to enjoy.

"Ma'm, you have to let her go," another officer told her.

"No, I won't let you take her back to that monster's house!" she shouted backing away.

Tonraq and the male teenager stood in front of them. They weren't going to back down without a fight. I had to get us out of this as quickly as I could.

"Come," I commanded. "Or your friends here might get arrested."

She froze at that and shook her head. I gave her a look that told her what I was capable of. Slowly she unwrapped herself from her mother's grasp and handed her something she had been holding before making her way to me.

"That's better," I said only so she could hear me. "Well officer Saikhan, it was a pleasure as always."

He nodded and held the group back, who threatened to come after me. I turned around to face Senna, wrapping an arm around her daughter.

"You forgot, my dear Senna," I began. "That she is my daughter, not yours."

She clenched her jaw at the insinuation before looking over at the girl.

"I'll get you back, sweetie," she said. "I'll get you back."

I snorted at that and led the girl to the car. She sat in the back and I sent an occasional glare through the rearview mirror. She was going to regret she was born after I was done with her.