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'District 39 is still in lockdown following the attack on the supply depot, with government officials yet to issue a statement. This has been the third incident of this kind in the last two weeks...'

'I guess we found him,' Bolin said, turning off the viewer.

'He said there had been other attacks,' Mako added. 'If we dig into them, it might give us the lead we need to find him...'

'Alright,' Korra said. 'You and Asami focus on that. Meanwhile, Bolin and I will take a look at the supply depot...'

'The area's in lockdown,' Mako said. 'How are you going to get there...?'

'I've got an idea...'

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'Whohoo,' Korra yelled, as she sailed across the gap between the two buildings, her airbending carrying her to the other side. Behind her, Bolin summoned a slab of stone to bridge the gap, landing in a crouch behind her.

'This is crazy,' he said and Korra grinned.

'All the things we've done and this is what freaks you out?' She said, moving to the edge of the roof and looking down. 'There it is...'

Bolin joined her, looking down at the supply depot, where three bulky metal containers sat, surrounded by a wire fence, the whole area bathed in the pale glow of spotlights. Two police officers stood on guard by the gate and three more could be seen patrolling outside the perimeter.

'Why would he attack a government facility...?' Bolin asked and Korra shrugged.

'I don't know. But, from what Cornelius said, I'm not sure we can trust them. Either way, we won't learn anything from up here. Come on...'

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'All the raids seem to have the same MO,' Mako said, sitting back from the terminal with a groan, massaging his neck. 'They've all hit government storehouses, but the only things taken were preserved food and rations, medical supplies, clothing and basic equipment. There was a lot of high-value material left behind...'

'So?' Asami said, without looking up from her terminal.

'So, those items clearly had more value to our firebender. All we need to do is work out why...'

'And, how will that help...?'

'Because it doesn't add up. These raids were well planned and, according to the reports, there were fatalities...'

'Who...?'

'Three security guards and a beat cop who responded to the scene. That's not the point. The point is, he's willing to kill to achieve his goal, but all he takes are basic supplies. It doesn't make sense. What are you doing over there, anyway...?'

'Hacking into the police database...'

'Is that...a good idea...?'

'I know what I'm doing, Mako. I've copied all the visual and photographic evidence that they have, as well as any files and reports that relate to the raids...'

'...send them to my terminal,' Mako said, with a sigh.

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Korra and Bolin landed lightly in the shadows, Korra using her airbending to slow their descent.

'Come on,' Korra hissed, motioning for Bolin to keep low as they crept towards the containers at the centre of the two police officers on the gate had their backs to them and she could see the flashlights of the patrolling guards in the distance. Reaching the container, they squeezed past the melted remains of the door, ducking through quickly. Inside, they found rows of dark green metal boxes, some with their lids open, plastic packets scattered across the floor.

'What is this stuff?' Bolin asked, in a whisper, as he picked up one of the packets.

"Reconsituted chicken sandwich. CONSUME IMMEDIATELY ONCE OPENED."

'I think they're ration packs,' Korra said, kneeling down and turning over a square metal box. 'Bumi says they use something similar in the United Forces. This is a medical kit...'

'Why would this firebender want stuff like this?' Bolin asked and Korra shrugged.

'I don't know,' she admitted, stopping when she heard footsteps outside.

'Quick,' she hissed, ducking behind the crates with Bolin as a police officer appeared in the doorway of the container. Korra froze, holding her breath as he shone his flashlight inside, before turning and continuing on his way.

'That was too close,' Korra said, turning to Bolin. 'Come on. We need to get back...'

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'We're back,' Bolin said, vaulting onto the couch with a grin. 'Oh, it was awesome. We ran across the rooftops and snuck in under the cops' noses...'

He trailed off as he saw the others expressions, his grin fading.

'Uh...so, did you find out anything...?'

'Not much,' Asami said. 'But, we're still going through the police files, so we might find something that will help...'

'We do know something,' Mako said, looking up from his terminal. 'He's been using the portals to infiltrate the depots...'

'How do you know that?' Korra asked.

'These depots have some pretty sophisticated security systems. Motion sensors, chain fences and surveillance cameras on the entrances. And he was able to bypass them all...'

'It would explain the disturbances in the Spirit World,' Asami added and Korra nodded.

'True, but it doesn't help us to find him...'

'No,' Mako said. 'But, this might. I was checking our firebender's known associates from his police file and one of them runs a workshop a few blocks from here...'

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'Kuang-Min?' Korra said, as she lead the others into the workshop, a rotund, balding man looking up from where he was kneeling next to a battered air car, a wrench in one hand.

'Yes? Can I help you...?'

'Do you know this man?' Mako asked, holding up a picture of the firebender.

'Yes,' Kuang-Min said, standing up and putting the wrench back into his toolkit, wiping his hands on a greasy rag.

'Do you know where we can find him?' Korra asked and Kuang-Min's eyes narrowed.

'Why do you want to know...?'

'We're not the Police,' Asami said. 'We just need to speak to him...'

'I don't know where he is,' he said, folding his arms across his chest. 'And even if I did, I wouldn't tell people that I don't know...'

'...alright,' Korra said. 'If you see him, tell him that the Avatar needs to speak to him...'

Kiang-Min watched them go, before picking up the phone and dialling quickly.

'...it's me. There was someone here asking for you. Said she was the Avatar...'

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Korra sat cross-legged on the roof, with her eyes closed, trying to meditate. She could hear the sounds of the city around her, the hum of air cars and the blare of horns, as well of the dull smack of Asami's fists striking the punching bag.

'Avatar Korra.'

Hearing the voice, she opened her eyes to see the firebender standing on the rooftop. He was dressed in a grey trousers and a red tunic that couldn't hide the broadness of his shoulders, his black hair pulled back into a tight braid.

'How did you get here?' He asked, as Korra came to her feet.

'We found the portal that you opened,' she said. 'You need to come back with us...'

'Why?'

'Your portals are causing a disturbance in the Spirit World,' Korra said. 'You need to stop using them...'

'I can't,' he said and Korra frowned, folding her arms.

'Why?' she asked, mimicking his tone and his eyes narrowed.

'If you want to know,' he said, 'you need to come with me...'

'She's not going anywhere,' Asami said, strapping on her gauntlet and aiming it him. Clenching his fists, the firebender dropped into a crouch, flames bursting from his hands, just as Mako and Bolin came charging up the stairs from the apartment.

'Wait,' Korra said, quickly getting between them. 'We need to trust each other. If there's something you need me to see, then you can show all of us...'

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'What's your name?' Korra asked, as the firebender lead them along the dark, damp tunnels.

'Ch'ae Sung-Jin,' He said, as he pulled open a corroded hatch and ducked through. Korra exchanged a glance with the others before following him, emerging into a chaotic jumble of crude huts built from rotting wood and corroded metal, rough tents strung between them. As her eyes adjusted to the gloom, she could make out people sitting hunched around fires that had been lit in metal drums or watching them from inside their dwellings.

'What is this place?' Korra asked.

'There are many places like this in the city,' Ch'ae said. 'People come here when they have nowhere else to go. The government does not care and they have no food or medicine...'

'That's why you've been stealing from the storehouses?' Mako asked and he nodded.

'I have no choice,' he said. 'I cannot stand by and do nothing...'

'What about the men you killed?' Korra asked.

'Their deaths were regrettable,' he said. 'However, these people are relying on me. That is why I cannot leave, not now that I have seen their suffering. My sources have located another storehouse and we will be launching the raid tonight. If you are truly the Avatar, you will help us...'

Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed it. Any reviews, comments or constructive criticisms are very welcome.