"Continue the sweep. Everyone else to City Hall," I ordered after drying my eyes and flipping the line to my generals back on. I began to walk once more. My brow furrowed more and more as I walked deeper into the city. Focus on the mission, I thought.

"Airbenders approaching," alerted a soldier.

"I see them," I said. I wrathfully bent the levers and fired at the airbenders. They dispersed and flew around me. I moved the hands. It was like swatting flies. The glass was suddenly hit with a blast of color, covering the glass with a thick layer of paint.

"Here's the attack. Some did survive," I said. I waited until the windows were covered entirely to ensure that the airbenders would move away before performing another attack.

"Clear the glass," I ordered. I could see again, but the airbenders were gone.

"They're still here somewhere," I said. My suspicions were confirmed as the left foot of the giant suddenly gave a ginormous lurch, which almost made me fall over. I stepped backward, but could barely move the legs. I steadied the giant upright but was pushed back by strong blasts of air. Before I tipped backward, I fired once more but slipped the controls. Ear-splitting eruptions of the city distracted me as a final blast of wind nearly tipped me over. Silent and sweaty, I grabbed onto the sides of two buildings. It was a powerful thing to do, to steady yourself using a city. Luckily, I managed to stay upright. I looked down to see the air nation still standing, and fired angrily. I sliced vertically through the building, almost hitting the Avatar. The Avatar! She was still alive. There was intense resistance as I moved to fire again. I growled impatiently.

"Is the weapon still working!" I yelled. The guards scrambled around the head. I wiped my forehead as I awaited the response.

"Still working," one of them yelled. I bent the levers as hard as I could and fired just moments too late. I shakily sighed and grabbed the sides of the control panel. Sweat dripped down onto it.

"Great Uniter, do—"

"Keep going," I said, wiping my forehead and composing myself once more.

Pain greeted Baatar Jr. as he stirred. His mother came to his side, looking down upon him.

"Where am I? Mom?" He felt angry looking at his mother before his memories came flooding back to him.

"Just rest, son. I'm here," He remembered what happened.

"Mom, I'm so sorry. I betrayed you, the whole family. I gave my life to Kuvira, and she just fired that weapon at me. How could she do that?" Tears stung his eyes.

"I don't know, sweetie. She's a complicated person,"

"Wing and Wei will never forgive me. And Opal," he said, sitting up. He braced himself for the pain from the movement, but as he felt nothing he realized his conflicts weren't physical.

"Yeah, they might take some time to come around. But we'll work through it as a family," Su grabbed his hand. Baatar Jr. looked at her before letting go and breaking into tears. Suyin embraced him as he sobbed into his mother's shoulder.

"I loved her, mom. I wanted— we were supposed to get married. That's all I wanted. And I can never have that. I loved her— I— I can't bear it," he said, as his surroundings muddled into sorrow. She stroked his hair.
"You'll get through it," Su said softly.

"And I hated you— she made me into this. I hate her! I hate her! Why did she make me love her? Mom, why?" he began to howl.

"We'll get her, honey. I loved her too," Suyin said, tearing up as well. Daw came to the door.

"Is everything alright? We heard noise…"

"We'll be ok," Su said quietly. Daw nodded and left.

"I love you mom," Baatar Jr. attempted to say through his sobs.
"I love you too. More than anything. And I always have. And will," she said. And there they remained, together.

The mech suits fell to the ground like dominoes, dead in their tracks.

"What was that?" I said, turning around.

"An electromagnetic pulse. It shut down the mecha suits, but our power source is fine,"

"Locate the source of the pulse. That must be where Varrick is. Third and fourth mech platoons, move in and continue the sweep. Capture anyone left in the city," I stood for what seemed like too long of a time to go without another attack and got nervous.

"Mech platoons, report," I ordered.
"Third platoon, no sign of anyone so far,"
"Fourth platoon, en route to train station,"

"I think we found the source of the electromagnetic pulse. Future Industries Tower,"

"That's the place," I said, beginning to walk enthusiastically towards the tower.

"Avatar up ahead," I was alerted minutes later. Without acknowledging, I fired the weapon. Rocks berated the suit from afar, and I put an arm up to shield the glass. Airbenders swarmed once more. They left, and I located my target before aiming. A sudden gust of wind knocked me back into the building. Stumbling from the force, I saw airbenders encircle the head. Hitting the one that had landed on the glass, I quickly retracted, figuring that they were attempting to trick me into obscuring my vision. I fired once more, then continued to walk on. I turned to the left to see a skyscraper falling onto me! My eyes widened, and I gasped. With not even seconds to think, I bent the knees and held my ground, strong.

"Everything online," a mechanic said before I had the chance to ask. Giving a grunt of force, I stood up with no problem. I smiled to see my attackers before me.

"Looks like they're hiding between the buildings!" I said to no one in particular.

"No Problem," I whispered, firing between the streets.

"Unidentified projectiles, flying towards the face," alerted a tense and sweaty soldier.

"I see them!" I said pointing, and happily firing. I felt something adhere to the back before sharply inhaling.
"They're breaking in!" I said, violently slamming the hand to the back, giving the suit a small lurch. I continued to swat, but they wouldn't give up. I growled as I turned to more intense maneuvers. I yelled in surprise as a massive wave pushed back the suit. My mind told me to fire, and that's the only motion I registered before being frozen to my position. My heart raced at a pace that was most likely dangerous, but nothing I could do would calm it.
"I need more power! They're cutting in! More power!" I screamed. I yelled in desperation as every mechanic, every loyal soldier gave their all. My palms drew blood as my nails dug into my skin from my desperate attempts to feel something. The ice began to crack but remained persistent.
"Shit!" I felt a hole in the leg. I saw my opponents fly up to the area, and used every ounce of strength inside of me to slam my hand down. It was no use. I screamed and punched through one of the vats of liquid metal at my right, then screamed again from the pain. My hand was numb and had a searing pain, but I persisted.