"…Following an abrupt resignation from Councilman Tarrlok's task force and blatant interference with pursuit of escaped Equalists, Avatar Korra has all but vanished. Her team of vigilante coherts, mockingly named 'Team Avatar' has also been taken into custody to await trial. Eyewitness reports say that one member was Asami Sato, daughter of Future Industries founder Hiroshi Sato who…"

Lieutenant turned off the radio and turned to face his leader. His expression was unreadable beneath the mask but of course it always was. "Amon sir now is a perfect time to strike. We can have Sato's Mecha Tanks up and running with a few hours and…" Amon silenced him with a hand.

"We take care of our brothers and sisters first and foremost Lieutenant, you know that. Gather all available and prepare to attack the prison. We'll free them and then, focus all our efforts on finding the Avatar."

"Finding the Avatar!" Lieutenant was shocked to say the least. Amon shot him a look and said "that girl is my enemy and only I will be allowed to defeat her when the time is right. Is that clear?"

For a moment, Lieutenant seemed about to protest, but he knew better than that by now. "Yes sir, I'll get right on it." Amon nodded in approval and said "you are dismissed." Seconds later, he was alone.

The Equalist leader chuckled for a moment as he truly contemplated what he heard. Tarrlok was getting desperate by now, it seemed. He always did whenever he met someone just as set on getting what they wanted. Amon actually did admire Korra for that much. The only person who matched Tarrlok other than her was…him.

Amon could still remember his childhood, not the false childhood of working on a farm and being scarred by a Fire bender that his supporters believed, but his real childhood. A childhood where he was just Noma, a motherless non-bender boy at the mercy of an abusive bender father and a bender twin brother whom daddy favored.

His father Yakone had been a water bender taught by the infamous witch Hama before her capture. He taught his favorite son the art of blood bending and used his non bending son as a target. "You're weak" Amon remembered being told as his body was twisted into every painful way imaginable under a full moon "all non benders are weak worthless trash! They don't belong in this world, not alongside benders, not as equals! They think their new technology makes them strong like us but I'll make sure they remember their place by any means necessary!"

That was the vow Father made when they moved to Republic City. He found others like him and taught them what he knew. He even created new blood bending moves that exceeded the art's limitatations. This gang he formed became the Red Monsoons, the first Triad to menace non-benders. Amon remembered night after night of them going out to rob, kill, and terrorize any who couldn't bend while his brother used him to practice father's new moves. He also remembered cheering when Avatar Aang finally captured Yakone, if only to himself.

On the day of the trial, his brother forced him to come into the city and meet father, whom he was sure, had escaped. Imagine Amen's shock when his brother was not only right but Avatar Sang was fighting their father on the train above them. But none of this compared to when Avatar Sang actually won by removing their father's bending! He had done something that Amon had thought impossible.

Father killed himself in prison a few days later. He couldn't stand the thought of being a non-bender all his life. Amon was placed in a foster home with his brother and as the weeks passed, both made plans. While his brother vowed to one day cleanses the world of inferior non-benders, Amon began his quest for equality. He would wipe out bending before they all became like his family: evil and power hungry. But like his brother, Amon vowed to go to any extreme to achieve his ends. He left the foster home the next day but not before glimpsing Avatar Aang himself, his hero and unknowing savior, arrive on his famed sky bison. He later learned Avatar Aang had come to give his brother a home and the love he needed. Amon wondered if Aang would have saved him too sometimes but it hardly mattered now.

He left Republic City and ventured to Kyoshi Island, home of the Kyoshi Warriors. They now allowed men into their ranks and taught the art of chi-blocking to their warriors as extra defense against bender opponents. Amon asked to be taught as a means of defense in his travels and was accepted. He was even fortunate enough to have Tylee, one of the greatest chi-blockers ever, as his teacher.

He trained for years until he surpassed even Tylee herself in skill and left abruptly to continue his quest. Amon could temporarily disable bending now but it wasn't enough. He wanted to remove it forever like Avatar Aang did. After studying bending secrets for several more years, he decided that only the Spirits could give him what he sought.

It was common knowledge that only Avatars could travel to and from the Spirit World at will but rumors persisted that the legendary General Iroh had journeyed there once by meditating in a certain area. He traveled all over the Earth Kingdom until he found a garden with the White Lotus symbol etched into it and knew he had arrived. He meditated for several days and nights until he finally managed to succeed. It was then that Amon sought out one of the oldest, wisest, amd darkest spirits ever: Koh, the Face Stealer.

Koh agreed to help him in exchange for the death of the coming Avatar, a girl from the Southern Water Tribe named Korra. Koh never liked Water Tribe Avatars. Amon had been hesitant at first. Avatar Aang had been his hero since childhood and the one who inspired his quest. But after Koh showed him scenes of how violent and cruel Korra would be, things changed. "She's nothing like Aang" Koh whispered to him "she'll dominate non-benders like your father did. She will fail humanity and only you can stop her."

His mission clear, Amon accepted. Like the rest of his family, he'd go to any extreme to meet his goals. Koh took his face as his price but gave him another in return: the face of the Hidden. This ancient spirit had been the one who taught humanity chi-blocking and had also been the one to remove energy bending eons ago. Koh had taken his face long ago during an argument and presented it to Amon as a gift. In putting on the face that now served as his mask, Amon truly ceased to be Noma and became the enemy of benders everywhere. Not only were his chi-blocking skills augmented a hundred fold but he could now take away bending forever!

He was sent back to the mortal world and returned to Republic City to begin his mission. New technology had made non-benders even more self-reliant since his childhood and benders felt threatened. Their growing prejudice towards non-benders and the extortions by the Triads his father had inspired made it easy to find supporters. He gathered them from all over and taught them chi-blocking, gave them a way to fight back. When simply striking from the shadows and keeping their existence a secret had run its course, he approached the young Hiroshi Sato who recently lost his wife to the Agni Kais. "Give us weapons so that we may stop these benders from harming innocents" he had said as the man gazed at his sleeping daughter "innocents like our children."

The Kai sticks came first and were given to a martial arts master Amon had made his Lieutenant. Then came the bikes and a dozen other devices Amon's forces had used to turn the tides against all benders. But the Avatar would die by his hand alone and not even his brother would get in his way.

Amon pulled himself from his thoughts and prepared to leave for the prison. He had a mission to complete and he would go to any extreme to do it. Some things just ran in the family.

A/N: Good? Bad? Please R/R and let me know. I enjoyed writing this even though it will probably be jossed in three days. I'm sure what we get will be awesome though. Bryke hasn't let us down yet! Also, I'd like to recommend reading anything by Silver Omega 01 and Masterfirebender84. Those two really know how to write!