This'll be the last chapter for this story. No there won't be a sequel sadly, but I hope you enjoyed this story (:

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Chapter 3: Giving Back What Was Yours

"Are we there yet?" Bolin whined, leaning over the side of the saddle, staring at the puffy white topsides of the storm clouds below. He reached out a hand, trying to scoop up the white fluff, but only came up with water each time.

Korra suppressed a groan. Mako, having dealt with Bolin his entire life, responded with a measured, "No, we're not, and you asking every five minutes won't make us get there any faster, Bo."

"But we've been flying for hours," he moaned, turning over and sliding further into the saddle. Asami was curled up against Naga, sleeping soundly. She'd found it was the easiest way to cope with the sickness of flying. Bolin sat beside her, providing a heat source besides Naga.

Korra sighed. "It takes longer than a few hours to get to the swamps from the Northern Water Tribe." She leaned into Mako's chest, staring out over the clouds. She couldn't blame Bolin for getting bored though. They'd been flying for nearly the entire day and still hadn't reached the swamps.

"If you had to give an estimate, how much longer do with think we'll be flying?" Mako asked, tightening his arms around her middle.

Korra deliberated. "It's hard to say. We've been travelling for a couple days now. We should be close, but I really don't know how much longer it'll be. The swamps are weird that way. You wouldn't believe the stories Master Katara has told me about the swamps," she explained, sighing deeply, "Worst case scenario we'll be flying straight through to tomorrow."

Appa Jr. heard her and gave a grumbling sound.

She smiled. "Sorry buddy, when we get there I'll be sure to treat you and have someone wash between your toes. Won't that be nice?" she asked cheerfully, leaning forward with Mako's arms securely wrapped around her waist and scratched the bison between the horns. The bison gave a contented grumble.

"Well, if we don't land soon, Asami's going to go into a coma. She's been sleeping the entire time," Mako said, looking over his shoulder where Bolin had drifted off beside the curled up Asami. Naga yawned loudly and settled her muzzle on top of her paws. "Looks like we'll be the only ones awake for the rest of the trip."

"That just means more alone time for us," Korra said with a grin, looking up at him.

"Sure does," he said, grinning back and kissing her lightly.

…..

"There it is!" Korra shouted several hours later startling everyone out of their sleep. Mako jumped and rubbed his eyes. He'd drifted off without realizing it. Asami mumbled something inaudible, sitting up slowly. Bolin jumped to attention, awake in a moment. He scrambled over to the front of the saddle and stared where Korra was staring.

"Where? I don't see it," he asked, squinting his eyes as if that would make something clearer. It was pitch black with only the light of the stars to show them the way. The moon had long since waned to black.

"There," Korra said, pointing off into the distance, "Can't you feel it? The pull of it is so strong." A visible shiver of anticipation ran up her spine.

Bolin gave her an odd look. He raised an eyebrow, staring at her. "No, I don't feel anything. I don't know what you're talking about," he answered, pursing his lips, "It must be an Avatar thing."

"I don't know how. I'm a spiritual failure in the Avatar department if you haven't already realized," she said with a shrug, "That's beside the point though. The point is, is that we've almost reached out destination."

"Are you sure you want to do this? Give Tahno back his bending, I mean. He hasn't exactly used it for the most innocent purposes," Asami asked, watching her.

Korra took a deep breath. "He may have been a bad person, but I believe he's learned from this experience, and no bender deserves to live without their bending. It's like being only half alive," she tried to explain. Nobody so far had completely understood what she meant, not even Mako. Maybe it would take a non-bender to understand.

Asami thought for a moment before nodding. She smiled sadly and said, "I understand." Maybe she really did.

…..

They landed just outside the swamp, not wanting to get sucked down by a surprise tornado or something of that sort. They stared up at the intimidating vegetation and darkness. Unknown creatures moved and called to each other in the depths of the jungle. Something let out the scream of a little girl.

"Oh, how lovely," Asami murmured, her face draining of color as she jumped at the sudden scream once more.

"Don't worry. Something tells be that as long as we don't try to harm the plants or wildlife, we won't have any trouble," Korra tried to reassure her. The effect was marred as she herself jumped at the screaming of the animal. "But I might make an exception if we ever find that animal."

"I'm sure going to make an exception," Mako muttered, peering between the trees into the gloom beyond.

"We'll stay along the river. Since they're waterbenders, they should live close or along the river," she said, taking a deep breath and taking the first steps into the vegetation. Immediately, all of the light was sucked away. "Try not to get lost," she added as she led them in further.

They traveled along the rivers for hours finding nothing except for plants and assorted animals. "Korra, how exactly are we supposed to find the Swamp Tribe in such a massive place?" Mako asked, venturing into the territory that the other two wouldn't set foot in.

Korra didn't look back at the group. She kept her eyes focused on the ground in front of her. "Well, this was my only plan. Katara did tell me about how Aang found his bison and lemur when they got separated here, but…"

"But what?"

"But I can't do it because I'm not good at spiritual stuff. It just doesn't work for me," she said, snapping a little by the end of her sentence. She let out a deep breath, regretting snapping at him and staring at the murky water.

Mako was opening his mouth to say something when there was a whooshing sound. Korra spun around, bringing up a slash of water to protect herself. She found all of her friends and Naga pinned to the ground by nets of vines.

Korra swept a glare around the area before crouching down beside them to try and free them. Another net was shot at her. She let out a frustrated growl and stomped on the earth beneath her feet. A wall of rock erupted within the river, shielding them from the attack.

Immediately, the attacks stopped. There was splashing as if people were coming towards her. She quickly freed the others and stood there, waiting for the enemy to appear.

Suddenly, a man propelled himself to stand on the top of her wall. "Well if it isn't the renowned Avatar herself. What business do you have in our swamp?" he asked. He had thick black hair and nearly white blue eyes. He stared down at her with a very familiar arrogant look.

Korra glared up at him. Without answered, she dropped the rock wall. The man caught himself in the water. "We are looking for someone associated with your tribe," she said, standing her ground. He only seemed to be a few inches taller than her.

"And who might that be? There are several encampments around the swamp. You may never find him," the man said arrogantly. Several other men circled around behind him like he was high school bully who was only tough around his lakies. Some of them wore shorts like him and others just wore leaves.

Korra narrowed her eyes at the man. "Don't be so sure. You represent him very well, so I'm sure you know him well."

"A name," the man said, rolling his eyes.

"Tahno," Korra said confidently, "I'm pretty sure you know who that is. He's your son isn't he?" The question was more a statement.

The man's arrogance evaporated to be replaced by annoyance. "Don't even call that disgrace my son. He's not a bender anymore so I claim no relation to him," he growled at her.

"Wow, you're a lovely dick aren't you? Now I know where Tahno got it from. Master Kanna was right," Korra growled right back. Weren't we passed all this prejudice against non-benders already or was this man just trying to keep it alive? "Well, I'm here to fix that little problem. Take me to Tahno."

"Why do you even care?" he asked.

Korra shrugged, not really knowing the answer herself. It seemed to anger the man. "We're friends I guess."

The man glared at her for a moment longer before saying, "Fine. Follow us." Under his breath he muttered, "You're more than friends I'd say." Korra glared at him, but he wasn't looking at her anymore.

"Malcom is that such a good idea?" one of the other men who stood a little away from the group of men asked. He seemed to be on equal turf with Tahno's father.

"She's the Avatar. How much harm could she really do?" Malcom sneered, undermining her. He turned away from Korra and the group and began moving down the river, ignoring them completely.

Korra ground her teeth in agitation. She caught the eye of the man who'd spoken up. He gave her and apologetic shrug and started after the others.

"I thought swamp folk were supposed to be nice," Bolin muttered under his breath as they started after the group of men.

"Well, apparently not this camp," Asami said, sighing out her anger.

…..

"He's over there," Malcom said in annoyance, pointing through a crowd gathered around a campfire. "Good luck, if you can even do anything," he sneered in her ear as she passed by him.

Korra glared at him before sweeping the camp with her eyes. She couldn't really make out anything around the glow of the fire. She squinted into the gloom on the other side of the fire, seeing something behind the group.

A Cheshire grin spread across her face as she spied the smooth black hair of the man she'd been searching for. He wore the same type of clothing that he had in Republic City except that his shirt was sleeveless while the other members of the community tended to prefer shorts and no shirts or just leaves. He sat at a makeshift table picking at something that had been speared on a stick. She tore away from her group, dodging around the crowd and skidding to a stop behind him at his table. She tapped him on the shoulder and cleared her throat loudly.

Malcom looked surprised. He stared after her in surprise, not having expected her to sprint for his son.

The two teens sitting at the table with Tahno stared at her in surprise. Their mouths were agape, drool beginning to run down their chins.

Tahno made a face at them before turning with an irritated glare. "What?" he started to say before the words fell off of his lips in surprise. He stared at her uncomprehendingly.

Korra smile only grew wider. She pointed to the ground and said, "I have a present for you. Get down on your knees." She stared down at him, her chest puffed out with pride and her hand resting on her hip sassily.

"Dude, you're banging the Avatar?" one of them whispered excitedly to him.

"That would be me," Mako said menacingly behind them, glaring down at the two teens.

Korra and Tahno were ignoring them. His face went blank with confusion. "What?" His eyebrows shot up.

"Get down on your knees," she repeated her confidence infectious.

"Why?" he asked cautiously, not moving from his seat or turning his head to look at his friends. She'd filled out more in all the right places since he'd last seen her, and he knew that they would still be gawking at the Avatar even though Mako was keeping a close watch other them. That wasn't something he needed nor wanted to see.

Korra rolled her eyes. "I already told you. I have a present for you. Just get down on your knees or I'll put you there," she ordered, glaring at him now.

Tahno raised his hands in the air in surrender and sighed. "Fine. Fine. I get it. I'm going," he said, sinking to his knees in the dirt in front of her. He looked up at her through his limp hair, wondering what she was going to do next.

He certainly wasn't expecting her to take her hands and place them against his forehead and the middle of his chest. He watched her curiously as she breathed in and out deeply, keeping her eyes shut. He was opening his mouth to ask her what the hell she was doing when her eyes snapped open, glowing blue.

Tahno's eyes slammed shut in surprise. Something seemed to fill an empty part inside of him. It was familiar and quickly welcomed. Power filled him, spreading to his fingertips and the tips of his toes. He let out a breath that sounded more like a sigh of relief and contentment than anything else.

Korra removed her hands from him and grinned down at him. She waited until he was looking back up at her to say, "You were the very last one. Now everything is back to the way it should be."

His eyes widened. He flexed his hands staring down at him. He didn't look any different, but he felt like a completely new person. It was like he'd never had his bending taken away. He felt whole again.

Korra started to worry. Tahno hadn't moved or said anything so far. "Hey, are you alright?" she started to ask, but was cut off when Tahno suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a kissed.

Shocked silence filled the area including Korra herself. She was sputtering in confusions and surprise when he finally pulled away.

"Hey! That's my girlfriend! Keep your hands off of her!" Mako shouted from behind Tahno's tow friends, glaring at him.

Tahno smirked, his natural attitude back in place. "Why don't you make me?" he taunted, fishing for a fight. He hadn't had on in so long, and he wanted to make sure his bending was actually back.

"Maybe I will," Mako retorted, gearing up for a fight.

"Come and fight me!" Tahno shouted, crouched low to the ground, "I need the practice. Just remember, you're on my turf now!"

Well, there you go. I hope you enjoyed Korra's adventure for finding Tahno. I don't know when or what I'll post next, but I'm almost done reviewing my story so I'll be starting on rewriting it soon. So the hiatus may last until the end of the summer. Review please :D