AN: Oh God….please don't kill me! **hides behind laptop** I'm so sorry! I completely lost confidence in this story and I couldn't remember where the hell I wanted to go with it, so I kept putting it off and putting it off. I have no excuses, for I have teased you all with that one chapter, especially since I left it like that for what… **looks at account** shit six months. I am a horrible human being anyways, I hope to make it up to you! So the next installment of Truth Be Told is here! YAYAYAYAY! I love the reviews, and again, any criticism is welcome, and for all you people who asked (it may have just been one person) in this story, Korra is only a waterbender. It will all be explained…ENJOY!

I shook in Mako's arms until I could comprehend what he told me.

"I'm sorry, what?!" I screeched at him. Mako winced in pain from the loudness of my voice, but quickly composed himself.

"You are Princess Korra. You have to be, since you are a bloodbender. It is a specialized form of the water element. Only the rulers of each of the four domains and their heirs are able to bend the specialized form of their main element", Mako gently explained to me.

"But…how…" I couldn't form a coherent sentence. It was all too much.

Mako's eyes were filled with his concern as he gently pulled me to my feet, wrapping my good arm around his shoulders. I had a sense of déjà vu as I I steadied myself against Mako for the second time that day.

"I think that's enough for today. I'll get you to your room, and we can continue this lesson in the morning", Mako sighed, "Bolin, do you think you could help me with the doors and such as I get Korra back to her room?"

Bolin just nodded, his gaze flickering to me, then back to Mako, and then just briefly over to Asami. Asami nodded slightly, almost like she was telling Bolin it was okay, or maybe just nodding to herself, but I was too concentrated on getting the room to stop spinning around me and the sudden exhaustion that was about to consume me. Asami bowed to Mako, and then made her way out of a door on the opposite side of the room, presumably to her quarters inside of the palace.

I don't remember much of them dragging me back to my room, but as I know that almost as soon as I dropped onto my bed, I was out like a light. I remember someone pulling my shoes off and pulling the covers over me, up to my chin. And right before I was completely out, I felt like a slight pressure on my head, like someone was lightly running their fingers through my hair…..

I opened my eyes, the pain in my abdomen finally bad enough to wake me from my peaceful sleep. I could see from the window that it was dark outside, the moon almost full and the stars shining bright. I took a deep breath, feeling the power of the moon flow into me, giving me strength…

Woah, I thought to myself, where did that thought come from? I don't remember anything about the moon…and what power? How can the moon give someone power?

I was jarred out of my thoughts when my sensitive hearing heard the sound of footsteps passing by outside of my room. I threw my covers off and slowly sat up, putting my boots back on from where they had been dropped. I groaned quietly as my head spun and my arm jerked with pain. I had tried to put my weight on my arms as I sat up to try to take pressure off my stomach, but I didn't succeed in lessening my overall pain in the end.

I stood up and made my way quietly to the door, reaching down to pat my thigh to make sure the dagger was there. It seemed like habit to me, muscle memory almost, for me to do that, but I didn't remember ever doing that before. I carefully unlatched the door and pulled it open without a sound, and crept in the direction that I heard the footsteps go. I followed down the corridor and down a flight of stairs, and ended up in what appeared to be a kitchen. And sitting down at a high table and drinking a glass of water was none other than Mako.

Not wanting to disturb him and determined to find the medicine man from earlier to give me pain meds, I turned to walk back up the stairs. Before I could take one more step, I heard Mako call out.

"I know that you're there Korra. I can feel your power. You might as well come sit with me and I can answer some of the questions that you have."

I spun back, walked around the table, and sat across from him.

"Ok, first question. What do you mean when you say you can 'feel my power'?" I asked bluntly.

"It's two days from a full moon, when all waterbenders are at the peak of their power, and you are the most powerful waterbender in the world in the first place. Your power right now is permeating the air, especially when you don't remember how to keep your power in check."

I looked down, remembering the incident from earlier and feeling ashamed and fearful all over again. Mako must have realized what I was thinking about, because he layed his hand on top of mine in a way of comforting me. I would have removed my hand, but it felt good, so I let it stay there.

Mako tilted his head slightly down, trying to look into my eyes, but I kept my gaze firmly planted on our hands on the table. "You don't have to feel ashamed for what happened earlier. When my power first came out three years ago, I nearly blew the whole palace to bits. You're rediscovering your power, which makes it even worse, because your power is fully realized, but not controlled."

What he said made me snap my eyes back to his suddenly. "Your power? You mentioned earlier that every member of the royal family held the specialized power of the element that they were born with. Please explain what that is."

Mako took a deep breath, almost like he was trying to gather strength for this talk, "It's a long story, but I'll do my best…well there are the four main elements- water, earth, fire, and air- and there are four domains on this continent. You have the Earth Kingdom in the east, the Air Nomads in the south, the Fire Nation in the west, that's where we are right now, and then the Water Tribe in the north," Mako seemed to stop but then he whispered so softly that I almost didn't hear him, "mostly."

There are more non-benders in each domain than benders, but those who are benders tend to hold a higher status. You find a high amount of powerful benders among the nobles in each of the royal courts, but there are still a large amount of benders that contain little to no noble blood. Only a select few who can bend the specialized version of their elements however, and they are always the most powerful people in the countries. The power is passed down to the royal members of each domain, and the strongest child who has the most power is deemed the heir to the previous most powerful bender, who is usually their parent. The specialized version of the elements are unique because the there is usually a finite amount of the pure element in the specialized version. It takes a great amount of power to control that very little amount." Mako finally took a breath.

I tried to absorb the information, but several things kept bothering me, "What are the specialized version of the elements?"

"In fire, it's the ability to generate lightning. For water, it's the ability to control the slight amount of water that is in blood. In earth, it's the ability to manipulate metal, and finally in air, it's the ability to control the sound waves produced around them, either making no sound or generating the sound that they want."

My brain started reeling again. "So you know that I'm royalty because I have the ability to bloodbend?"

Mako looked down, "Also, because we've met before, and I think I know vaguely what happened to you to make you end up here, battered and bleeding."

I gasped, "What?!"

"When we were younger, about eight or nine and you looked much different than you do now. We were both worldly known as the heirs to our respective houses. We spent a whole year together, either here or in the North Pole, getting to know one another as we would rule at the same time and have to work together. I haven't seen you since then…" I felt like Mako was hiding something else, but I wanted to know how I ended up without a memory more than what he didn't want to tell me.

"So then, what do you think happened to me?" I asked slowly, almost scared to hear the answer.

"…after I returned here for a short break in between our visits, we got news of an uprising in the North Pole. Your father, the Chief of the Water Tribe, was killed by his younger brother out of jealousy and greed for power. Your father had won the throne back when the two of them were teenagers, as he was the more powerful water and blood bender. But your uncle wasn't happy about that, so he planned in secret, and ambushed your father. He took the throne for himself and declared his oldest son the heir to the Water Tribe, even though the boy isn't a blood bender. Outrage spread throughout most of the tribe, but your uncle had supporters. The people who were unhappy and were able to move, moved down to the South Pole, land that the Air Nomads happily gave the refuges since none of the nomads could possibly live down there and because they only want peace. You and your mother lead the refuges down there yourselves, but then you and your mother went into hiding, until you were deemed old enough to fight for your throne. That happened somewhere around seven years ago, when I was ten and you were nine, and I hadn't heard anything about you since then."

There were so many questions floating around my head, but I couldn't seem to form a coherent sentence. Every time I did, I got little flashes of memories, several at a time, but they made no sense.

I saw a little igloo standing alone on a wide plain of snow, with a woman with long light brown hair and piercing blue eyes waving at me, telling me to come inside.

I saw a tall man with long black hair pulled back into a wolf tail and grey eyes lifting me up into the air over his head and he grinned and laughing along with me.

I saw a little boy with the same spikey black hair, amber eyes, and bright red scarf as Mako laying on the ground as I pinned him, looking back up at me with a scowl that quickly turned into a smirk as he flipped me and was soon kneeling on my stomach.

I saw my hand pulling out my dagger from its sheath, completely brand new, and gleaming in the moonlight as I stand in front of a large crowd. As I lifted the dagger above my head, the water in the pools on the edge of the crowd started to move, forming little waves as my power swirled throughout the room and the crowd cheered.

Coming back to the present, I realized tears were streaming down my cheeks. That wasn't right. No one could see me cry. I reached up and tried to wipe away the evidence before Mako realized that I was crying, but before I could finish, my face was pressed against a warn, firm chest, and my tears were being soaked up by the shirt.

Mako ran his fingers through my hair, murmuring in my ear, "I'm so sorry, please don't cry. Was it what I said?"

I shook my heads, trying to hold my sobs in my chest and talk at the same time, "No, I just had a flood of memories come back…" I whispered.

Mako pulled back, surprised, "What do you remember?"

I laughed slightly, "I remember pinning you one of the times we sparred when we were younger, and then you suddenly had me pinned. You still wear that scarf," I sobered up, "I also remember my mom, and then a different time with my dad…I had to have been so young. He was lifting me over his head, like he was trying to make me fly, and we were both grinning and laughing so hard."

Mako's expressions changed along with what I told him, from an amused smirk to a mournful frown, "Your dad was a great man…do you remember anything else?"

I nodded my head slightly, "I remember the night of my eighth birthday, on a full moon, when I accepted the title of heir to the throne, and I was standing in front of my people", I pulled my dagger with my name engraved on it so that it glinted, catching Mako's eye, "and I took my new dagger that my dad had engraved for me, and lifted it up in the air, my power sending the pools on the sides into waves, and everyone cheering for me…their princess…"

I remember the feeling of knowing that someday…I would be responsible for everyone in that room. I would someday have to act as mother, sister, daughter, friend, ruler, and general all in one. That my whole life would be devoted to making the world better any way that I could. And I was excited. I was overwhelmed, but more excited than I had ever been. I wanted that more than anything."

I back down at the table, tracing the grains in the wood with a finger as I felt more tears pool in my eyes, but I would not cry again over this. Besides they were tears of anger, not sadness, since all I could think about was how, "Unalaq took that from me."

AN: **headdesk** I'm exhausted. I love y'all, but daaammmnnnn this took me forever to write. I'm sorry if some parts seem overly long, but I wanted to explain EVERYTHING, and if I didn't I was going to regret it later. So THERE YA GO :D As always, review, let me know what you think, throw me some ideas if they pop up in those lovely brains, and criticize! Any questions are absolutely welcome as well. Thank Y'all!

-Dawn