Mako was in his jail cell, but Bolin was nowhere in sight. He got up and called his brothers name.
Mako-"Bolin? Bolin? You there?"
A shadowed figure came to him from down the hall. Mako couldn't make out his face. It was a tall man. He came closer and then Mako could make out who it was. He couldn't believe it.
Mako-"Dad? Dad!"
Dad-"Mako, don't say anything."
Mako-"Dad, what are you doing here?"
His Father hugged his young son through the cell bars. He was back, he was really back to come and get him and Bolin. Nothing could ruin this moment. BANG! Mako looked up. His Dad's eyes where wide open and then rolled to the back of his head. His father went limp in his arms and fell to the ground, dead. The young firebenders knees gave out. Mako yelled and started to cry over his father's body. He heard a click, and shot his head up. A large man stood behind him holding a gun to Mako's head.
Mako-"AHHHHH!"
Mako shot up and banged his head on the bunk above him. He and Bolin where luck enough to share a cell. Bolin had called the top bunk and was still sleeping above him. Mako had been haunted by terrible nightmares. They where all different versions of his father coming back somehow, and then the same man killing him again. Mako would never forget that dreadful sound of the gun firing. He sat up with his legs hanging over the end of the bunk. His whole body ached. The bunks where made of metal and where very hard. They had a thin, itchy wool blanket and a pillow that was basically cloth with some old torn up inmate uniforms stuffed inside. He got up and stretched hoping to relieve some of the pain. He was very hungry. They had only been there 3 days and they only get fed one meal a day, if you call some watered down soup and old brown bread a meal. The weird thing was that Bolin never complained. He just ate the soup and then went back to his bunk and slept. He never really talked. Mako was getting worried, that wasn't the Bolin that he knew. Mako went back to his bank and just lay on his back, staring at the bunk above him. Then he heard something unusual, a cop's footsteps coming from down the hall walking toward their cell. It wasn't anywhere near time for their "meal". They had never had a cop come down before for them. Mako sat back up on his bunk. The cop came to the cell and took out his keys to unlock the bars.
Mako-"What are you doing?"
Cop-"Unlocking your cell."
Mako-"Yes, I know that, but why?"
Cop-"You should be happy. You're leaving today."
Mako got up and shook Bolin to wake him. Bolin rubbed his eyes and sat up.
Bolin-"What's wrong? What happened?"
Mako-"Nothings wrong, Bo. We can go home!"
The cop laughed.
Cop-"You're not going home."
Mako-"Then where are we going? Isn't our time up?"
Cop-"We called your parents to pick you up, but no one answered. So we went by your house and left a letter. After a certain time, we can't keep you anymore."
Bolin-"It's ok, Daddy's on vacation. That's all."
Mako-"Shhhh, Bo. Not now. Just keep quiet."
Cop-"Well, if that's what you call it. Come on, we're going now."
Mako and Bolin fallowed the cop. They where undressed from their inmate uniforms and given back their normal clothes. After that, they where taken to the satomobile that they came there in. They drove for about ten minuets and then came to a stop. The cop got out the car and opened the doors to get the brothers out.
Cop-"Alright, just listen and cooperate so there won't be any trouble."
Bolin-"This can't be right. This isn't out house."
Mako-"No, Bo. It's not."
Cop-"I told you that you where not going home. Now fallow me."
Mako and Bolin got out of the car. Bolin held on to Mako's hand as they walked up to the 4-story brick building. It was older and creped out Mako. He looked up to the address sign and found out where they where. It was the last place he ever wanted to be. They where at an orphanage.
Author's note: Finally! Time is now very rare for me, haha. I've just got so much stuff going on, but I will always make time to write. It just relaxes me, and when I get an idea, I must write it down or I will go insane thinking about it. I'm sure that other writers can relate. So, what did you guys think? Please REVIEW!