A/N: Wow, thanks so much for the follows/support so far! This is actually the first time I tried and published a dark fic and I'm still trying to figure out the direction I'm going. I don't have any friends into the series which sucks because my memory is really bad. Seriously if anyone has any suggestions, I really need ideas! ^^ I had this written up earlier and am really busy with school, so my updates are going to be really slow. But please let me know what you think of this chapter! Also I decided to make Korra and Asami more minor, and I think I might take liberty with the story arcs and villains so it won't be necessarily the same. A lot of the characters will be there but probably playing different roles.

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Guest: Thanks for leaving a review! Ah, I'm so glad you thought it was dark! Since this is my first time writing something like this! I think a child would've worked better too haha, wish you were there when I wrote this first draft XD but either way I think I was pushing it by changing the ages...

Hirakohs: I'm so glad you found it interesting! I hope you stick with it because I need any advice I can get and that's a really good point, I need to think more about the spiritual side of things. Mako actually interacts with her this chapter a little bit (not much) but I'm still not sure if I should pair them up...but I really like Mako/OC in general...if you know any fics to recommend please let me know! thanks so much for the review!

[Book One: Force]

Chapter Two:

It was the middle of the night, and as usual, the office was deserted. Mako groaned as he finished signing another document and slapped it on top of an already large stack of paper. He cursed under his breath since he used too much force and the stack fell over. Cheif Bei Fong always left him the grunt work. He'd be damned if she ever stayed behind to do paperwork of all things!

The phone rang, and Mako instantly leapt towards it and picked up the receiver. Finally, some action! A concerned man was on the other line, complaining about screams coming from the apartment nextdoor. Mako assured him he was on his way, quickly noted the address and then jumped into a police vehicle.

At this time of night, there were barely any cars out and it didn't take long at all to reach the apartment complex. It was a rundown part of the city, an area that Mako certainly didn't miss living in.

Mimi's mother and father had been slammed against the opposing wall, as their daughter floated before them, eyes completely white. An incredible amount of energy surrounded her, lifting the furniture and appliances in the room and hurling it in all directions. And just as suddenly as her power came, it faded, and she slumped back onto the adoptive parents were covered in bruises from the impact, but they weren't fatal.

Her father stood up first, protectively helping his wife up, and then his face contorted in rage. "YOU MONSTER!" He grabbed the knife and was about to lunge at Mimi when they suddenly heard a police siren. Red and blue flashing lights came through the window, reflecting throughout the room.

"We have to get out of here," Chen said quickly His wife nodded. They knew that no matter what they said they would be thrown in jail. The government was run by benders. The police force enforced the laws by bending. Even though they believed they were in the right and that they were getting rid of a threat, they would be punished for it.

They grabbed whatever valuables were closest to them and fled the building through the fire escape, abandoning the body on the floor. She wasn't their problem now. They tried to fix her, but in the end she couldn't be fixed.

Seeing that monster with the terrifying blank white eyes and unlimited power solidified it for them.

The only thing they did wrong...was keeping her alive this long. That was a mistake. That creature only deserved death. All they were doing was being good parents and teaching her what was right and wrong so that she could become a functioning member of society. But now they knew. That thing that lived in their apartment was not their daughter and never would be.

Mako knocked on the apartment door. "Police, open up!" He waited a few seconds. There was no response. "Police! If you don't open up, I'll have no choice but to use force!" When no one answered, he kicked the door open and spawned a flame onto the palm of his hand just in case whoever inside was dangerous.

It was dark inside, but because of his firebending, he was able to make out his surroundings. There was definitely a scuffle. The kitchen was in disarray, and the dining room and chairs were knocked around. There was a huge crack in the wall opposite the kitchen, as if something was hurled against it at maximum force. But how could anything make such a huge dent in the wall?

"Is anyone there?" called out Mako. "It's the police!"

"H..e...lp..."

Mako immediately tried to find the source of the voice. It was a small, quiet, feminine voice. So soft, he wasn't sure if he even heard it. "Who is it? Are you hurt? Where are you?" He pushed some of the rubble and furniture that was scattered away, until he found a severely wounded teenage girl behind a fridge that had fallen sideways. His eyes widened at the girl's condition, and he swore inwardly. "You'll be alright, miss. You're safe now. I'll get you help."

Mako pulled out a walkie talkie off his belt. "Chief. I need paramedics asap, over."

His device crackled to life, as Chief Bei Fong asked for the address.

"I don't think it's a good idea to move you, but help is on the way," Mako informed her. He searched the apartment quickly to make sure no one else was there before returning to the girl's side. He held onto her hand until he could hear the familiar noise of the ambulance, and paramedics rushed into the apartment...

The girl awoke slowly. Her eyes blinked, and she didn't seem to be aware of her surroundings. She screamed and thrashed around. Mako was warned about this by the doctor and the nurses. She passed out shortly after the paramedics arrived, and was under constant supervision at the hospital for two days. Her injuries weren't healed all the way, especially her legs, and most of her body was covered in bandages. She had torn out the IV drip that she was connected to the first time she woke up, causing all the machines to go haywire. The doctor had run in because the machine for her heart rate had flatlined, but when he entered the room, he was baffled to find that it had been flung across the room. He ended up concluding that the girl's trauma and confusion had given her a sudden burst of strength. Her energy had been spent after that incident, but her recovery began speeding up and she was able to stay conscious for longer periods of time by the third day.

The hospital staff kept the police department updated on her progress, and that night Mako was able to come visit. He wanted her to recover, but the Chief was on his back about filling out the report, which meant he had to ask questions while her memory was still fresh.

An investigation was already underway about the owners of the apartment, a middle aged couple by the names of Marisa and Shou, but the chief suspected that those were fake names, and there was no record of the couple having a daughter. Either way, the couple was missing and Bei Fong wanted more details, so he had to get some answers.

"Don't worry," said Mako in a tone he hoped was reassuring. "You're in the hospital. I just wanted to ask you a few questions about what happened."

She turned her attention towards him, eyes wide and full of fear. The first thing she noticed was the red scarf that hung loosely around his neck. He gave a small sigh and stepped forward with his report attached to a clipboard.

Her mind froze and all she could see was the red, the color of the blood, the knife her mother was using on her splattered with it...

She flinched instantly, and she moved her bandaged arms in front of her protectively. "No! Get away from me!"A blast of air suddenly swept him off his feet, completely taking him by surprise and he fell face first onto the floor.

"Whoa," was all he could muster, as he quickly put things together in his head. "You're an airbender?!"

"I'm not-I'm not a bender!" she said, frightened. "Who are you? Where's mother and father? What did you do to mother and father?!" Her voice rose in pitch.

Mako pulled himself up. This interrogation really wasn't going as he thought it would. Even without the airbending part. "I'm a police officer. The name's Mako...I guess I probably should've started with that. You were alone in the apartment where I found you. Did you live with your parents?"

"I...I...ungh!" She clutched her head. She saw a vision of a knife in front of her and the blunt side slamming into her face, and then her mother screaming and laughing and crying at the same time...and that red color, everywhere... "NO! GET AWAY! DON'T HURT ME!"

"What? I won't-GAH!" Mako involuntarily screamed as a gust of wind, more violent than before, threw him backward. It was harder to recover this time, and his eyes widened as the girl bended the air around her again, propelling her backward through the window and shattering the glass into thousands of pieces. Her brown eyes seemed dead, staring forward at something that wasn't there.

"No way...dammit!' He scrambled to get to the window, looking wildly to see if there was a body. He saw red on the ground. A trail of blood led away from the remains of the window. A figure in a red stained hospital gown was slowly crawling away. The girl was using her arms to push herself forward. There was no way she could get that far.

He turned away from the window and ran as fast as he could down the stairs and out the building. The chief was definitely going to chew him out if she found out about this.

Everything was all mixed up. Mimi's body was hurting all over, and her mind was a mess. Those white walls, the white tiles, that wasn't home. That man in the uniform- officer? What was an officer?

She hurt him. She used her bending. She didn't mean to. Shedidn'tmeanto. She wasn't supposed to use bend. She wasn't a bender. She couldn't bend. She was normal.

"YOU MONSTER!" Her father's scream echoed in her mind.

No. No. That wasn't her father. He wouldn't say that. He loved her. She needed to get away from that voice. Without thinking, she instinctively air bended towards the ground, pushing her forward by several yards.

She'd find them. She'd find her parents. They must be around somewhere, looking for her, worrying that she left home. She was a good daughter. She'd go back to them.

"Mother? Father?" she called out weakly. Her airbending kept pushing her forward. She landed painfully every time, but she tried her best to ignore it.

"Louder, darling. I can't hear you," went her mother's voice, that she had heard a million times during their lessons.

"Mother? Father?"

"LOUDER!" An image of the palm of her mother's hand, and the loud sound that always came from it. She had stopped feeling those a long time ago.

"MOTHER! FATHER!" she screamed out, now in a narrow alleyway. Behind the heaping trash piles, a man emerged. He threw a cigarette onto the floor and crushed it with his foot.

"What's with the racket? You lost, little girl?" he rasped, coming closer until he was right in front of her. He lifted her chin with his boot. "I'm in a bad mood, you know? My girlfriend just broke up with me, but here you are screaming your head off." He grinned at the sight of blood all over her. "She had the same design on her dress. You shop at the same place?"

The man was slowly coming into Mimi's focus, images of her parents fading away from her vision. "W-who?"

His smile grew wider. "I'll play with you. We'll have a real fun time." He moved his boot and stomped on the ground. The earth below her started to rise until she was on a small platform, and then he moved his hand forward to push the platform onto the side of a building. The platform disintegrated and he reformed the earth into spikes, which tore into the fabric of the gown and stuck to the wall, pinning her.

...her mother and father weren't anywhere around.

She was all alone.

She didn't resist. Her legs just felt numb, like deadweights, and the pain that she should've felt was gone. Tears fell down her eyes.

A vision of a kid, wearing a short orange cape over yellow clothing. He was bald and had a tattoo of a blue arrow on his head. He was saying something, but she could barely make it out. "...ive...p! Don't give up!

Mako stopped. The blood trail ended, but that couldn't be. Where did she go? "HEY KID!" he called out, hoping he'd get an answer. He scanned the ground for more of the telltale red color, and saw more blood several feet away. As he continued going forward, the blood was becoming more and more spread apart. Just how far could she have gotten?!

"MISS! KID! ANSWER ME IF YOU HEAR ME!" A bum on the street drinking from a beer bottle gave him the finger. Mako paid no attention to him, and pulled out his walkie talkie.

"Chief. We've got a rogue airbender," he muttered into it, while he followed the thinning out trail.

"A rogue what? Save your practical jokes for your own dime, officer," the walkie talkie grumbled back at him. Mako groaned. It wasn't even Lin paying him. He was on the Republic City government's payroll.

"I'm serious. The vic I was questioning is an airbender. She escaped from the hospital. I'm looking for her right now, but I might lose her. We need to search the immediate area," he informed her.

"...how the hell do you lose an injured victim is beyond me. Backup is on its way." Her irritation didn't really faze him, but he could tell that she was just choosing to ignore the airbending part.