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** Adoration
With a plethora of terrifying-looking chi-blockers behind him, the masked-man behind the revelation rose up from under the stage. The audience seemed to take in a collective breath – part admiration, part fear – before bursting into an applause that bounced off the old factory walls.
Amon started to speak, telling them about his tragic childhood; why he hid his face behind a mask. He went on to tell them how they've been abused by benders for too long. A mention of the Avatar and the whole gathering booed.
A young mother frowned, staying silent amongst all the jeering of the spectators. Part of her had wanted to boo along with them, to spit at the name of the Avatar, but it just seemed so wrong for something that had been right for so long.
The revolutionary leader paused while the frenzied crowd calmed down. Then the leader – along with some of his goons – of the Triple Threat Triad were marched onto the stage. Amon went on to explain who he was and what he did to exploit non-benders.
And then he took away his bending.
The mother gasped when the streaks of lightning shooting across the stage waned into a jet of fire before disappearing altogether. She groped around for her son and gripped his hand. She wasn't sure if she respected this man or feared him.
The chi-blockers grabbed the second man in line, tossing him towards Amon and his spirit-given powers. The woman heard a familiar voice shouting, cheering. It was small and young and caused her to gasp in surprise and stare down at her son.
He jumped into the air, small fingers wrapped into a tight fist. "Yeah!" he shouted as the two men battled on stage. "Take it away, Amon! Freakin' bender trash!"
The mother opened her mouth to scold her son for such language when the ruckus on the stage went out. She glanced up to see a figure collapse on the ground before tiny arms wrapped around her waist. She hugged her son back.
"Mommy," he said earnestly, his brown eyes holding all the adoration in the world. "Amon's a hero." The mother started to shake her head before he finished with, "He's going to save us all."
And when she looked back up just as a third man was caught under Amon's hand, she decided she did not fear him.
This show reminds me of the race/gender issues and the many fights for equality. Children usually learn racism and things of that nature from their parents or significant others(whoever is raising them). So this is just a look into the people who support Amon, and how one mother and her son got started.
Also, I just want you wonderful people to know that I got a job yesterday. I'm still going to try to post everyday, but no promises.
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