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The past few days were spent gathering scrap metal, rope and cloth. Asami slaved away in the newly made hidden basement, working on a design for a prosthetic hand. Her fellow escapees were out, searching for those whom made the escape from the dissenter camp and she felt absolutely useless for the past few months. While not having her shock glove was a disadvantage, missing an entire hand crippled her from fighting again. Even Varrick was going out with Mako and Bolin when they took off for a day.
While she enjoyed Guohei and his wife's company, she was tired of being useless. So she requested that they try to bring back materials they could find. Oh boy, she never figured that trying to make a working hand would be hard. She refused to settle on a wooden hand that would just be there. No, that was too simple and would not help her get back into the fight. She thought about a hook, but then, it too would just be there unless she hit someone just right.
One day, she made Bolin stand in front of her without a shirt and made him flex his arm and move his shoulder around. The earthbender thought it was awkward but Asami ignored his questions. She did her best to sketch out how the arm looked in certain positions. She ignored Varrick's questions because she knew what she wanted and needed.
Sometimes Mako had to drag her out of the secret room just so she could take a break and eat. He'd give her a friendly hug and tell her that she was needed to their team. She would nod and take the break she needed.
Soon the secret basement needed to be expanded. Their team of four soon became ten and then seventeen. The town they were staying in eventually fought the Earth Empire troops in open combat and was taken back for the Earth Kingdom.
Naturally, Asami wanted to go but was refused because at the time she was having a hard time with her phantom limb pain at the time. So she was stuck in the basement again, working hard on her prosthetic. She figured out how to use her upper arm movements to open and close the hand, but the wrist could not move. She would ask Varrick to find something she could make to add a shock effect like her old glove. She had already wired it for that kind of use, using her armpit as a way to trigger it to work. Asami would have to adapt in her ways of fighting, but she refused to sit in safety.
"Asami?" she heard Mako call from the top of the stairs, "You won't believe what Varrick did."
She paused her work to walk towards the stairs, "What did he do?"
"Come up here and see."
Asami walked up, curious as to what the insane inventor had done. Rather, it was more of what he found.
"Great news, Asami." He shouted, "Bolin and I hit the jackpot. Do the thing, Bolin."
Bolin snorted as he removed the cloth covered vehicle. They revealed the scrap platinum they found.
"Now, with all of your blue prints for your arm thingy, I can make you one that the metal benders won't mess up."
Asami stood in shock before rushing over to look at the metal.
"This is," she paused to hug Varrick tightly, "You have no idea how much I appreciate this, Varrick."
"Aw, no need to thank me, kid." He chuckled, "Your knack of creating things is great and you can't make your creative ideas reality if you have one arm."
"We'll need a forge." She spoke up after the sudden feeling of joy subsided.
"Why find a forge when we have a lavabender and a firebender?" the inventor grinned, "Bolin, do the thing."
"What thing?"
"The thing! Make a pit of lava for goodness sake."
"Here? In the street? There's people."
Varrick paused for a moment, "Fine, Mako, do the thing."
Mako crossed his arms, refusing to be used by the man.
"Both of you are making this hard. Let's find a place for this then."
A day later, the men returned. They each wore a joyful grin as they presented not one but two different prosthetics for her. The first was a series of hooks that pointed in about every direction gave her the ability to push or pull objects, or use it as a mace. She quickly found that the hooks were sharpened. The second was her original design minus the shock attachment. Her newly made electric glove was made for her left hand. Both were made from a mixture of platinum and leather giving her what she wanted to use them for and without the worry of a metalbender using them against her.
They spent the next few months, spreading their work in the southern Earth Empire, eventually freeing the main city of Gaoling. While the Earth Empire could still move their army, they could not always move when they wanted to.
Gaoling celebrated when the Earth Empire soldiers surrendered. Dancing and music in the streets were heard throughout the night and into the next day. Citizens of the city were constantly coming up to them, kissing them on their cheeks or offering drinks.
On the second night of the celebration, Mako and Asami found themselves sitting by the old Bei Fong mansion. They were leaning against each other, supporting each other up as they each drank their own bottle of whatever they were given.
"Do you think Korra would enjoy this?" Mako asked, looking up at the stars.
"I think she would, but I believe we would not be here if she were alive."
Mako raised his bottle, "To Korra. We miss you and wished you were here."
"To Korra." Asami repeated.
Mako chuckled for a moment before mumbling, "I still love her, you know. It's painful to know that she's gone."
"I know, Mako." She said looking away.
The firebender brought his bottle in front of her, "This is our chance though, right? To fix this fight and get our home back?"
"It is." Asami said, clinking her bottle against his.
The next day, the rebel leaders met with a small party of Fire Nation solders. They were requesting to bring Varrick and Asami back to the Fire Nation, inquiring about the spirit vine weapon and if they could work on one for the Fire Lord. Varrick was happy to jump at the chance to leave while Asami declined.
"You could have gone, Asami. We wouldn't think any less of you if you did go." Mako told her as the air ship left.
She smirked as she placed her left hand on his cheek, "And leave you and Bolin to lead this? No way. We all started this and I want to be there when we finish it."
His smile disappeared when his eyes lingered on her right arm. Asami cleared her throat as she moved her arm, settling on holding it behind her back.
"We'll be fine, Mako." She said, removing her hand from his face to pat his shoulder, "We have some more planning to do."
Bataar rubbed his temples roughly. The reports of losing cities in the south were beginning to a painfully add up. Raids were hitting all of his factories and he was losing soldiers each day. His main commander stood before him at attention, fearful of what his leader would say.
"You say that these rebel leaders are Bolin's friends?"
"Yes, Asami Sato, Mako and Bolin are each reported to be leading this." The man said nervously.
"Alright, I want a change of tactics." Bataar started, removing his glasses, "One, I want the Red Collar Brigades to stop their recruitment and I want them to become the main force to seek these rebels. I want them here in my office, kneeling and begging for forgiveness before I send them to a camp. Two, now that Republic City is almost deserted I want those spirit wilds torn apart to make more of these weapons. Make sure you send Zhu Li to overlook this project. Three, I want a new plan of our Fire Nation invasion since you failed to even set off when I asked the first time."
The commander saluted, "Yes sir."
The man paused for a moment before gravely turning back, "Sir, there is something you should know."
"And that is?"
"There was a recent raid on the weapons plant. Three of our prototype weapons are missing."
The soldiers standing guard outside the room rushed in after hearing a window shatter. They looked fearful when they realized their Emperor threw the commander out of the window.
"I want those weapons found!"
The two soldiers collided as they rushed out of the office to inform another commander.