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"Korra killed Chee!" The flashlight's holder shouted

"No I didn't." She could already hear Archer's bow being drawn.

"Better kill her now," Archer said, "Get the traitor out of the way."

"Agreed." Korra recognized Yong's voice that time. He was dangerously close behind her. Fire illuminated the entire room as he threw it at her. Korra barely had the time to bring the water to shield her from the blow. It became steam as the two elements connected.

"Are you crazy?" She said jumping to her feet, "You'll burn all the supplies."

"Guys stop it." Wei shut off his flashlight. Darkness flooded the interior of the cornucopia until Yong lit a flame in his hands. "We don't know Korra did this for sure."

"You just said she did," Archer noted.

"And she's covered in Chee's blood." Yong growled in agreement.

"How about we get some real light in here and we'll start making decisions." Wei suggested "We don't want to take out our nine on the first night."

Archer slowly relaxed her bow arm. "The second I think it's you . . ." She didn't need to finish her threat.

"Look, I just woke up." Korra threw her defense, poor as it was,"I'm just as shocked as the rest of you." She raised her hands as if to say she was innocent. A drop of Chee's blood fell from the heel of her hand. She tried frantically to rub it off on her pants. "Maybe someone snuck in? Who was on watch?"

Wei raised a hand. "But no one did. It's one of you guys."

"Or it's you trying to blame Korra." Archer accused.

"We're supposed to be an alliance."

"You were supposed to be watching us."

"I'm just saying it was one of you. The rest I can't help with. I'm not calling anyone out."

"That's because you did it, four." Yong's voice was like the rumble of a polar bear dog's growl.

Korra decided it was best not to wait. There was an opening between Wei and the wall. The argument slowed things down but they still suspected her. Better to let them live with the real killer in their midst then let them kill her in his place.

Wei made a poor attempt to catch her as she bolted. His arms closed on open air. She skidded to a stop for a moment on the gravel for an instant as she choose a way to run. Like a bolt of lightning she was gone. A strange ball of grey blotted her vision where the flashlight had blinded her. She could barely see the iron walls that rose on either side of her. Fire crackled in the air around her. They had to be pursuing her.

Metal clashed against something.

Run faster. Don't look back. If they couldn't catch her then they couldn't hurt her.

She turned half a dozen corners before she lost track of which way she was running. The first signs of sunlight was beginning to appear along the walls. Had the gamemakers put her in a maze? The path was narrow and straight on either side. No place to find cover. No place to find water. Her lungs were beginning to burn. She could not run forever. Were they even still following her?

Finally she collapsed with her back against a metal corner. Her breathing was heavy and her heartbeat loud in her ears. How long had she been running? She could guess it had been at least two hours by how far down the walls the sunlight had traveled. She pulled water from the air for her to drink. It was much more dry than it had been the day before. She needed real water to hydrate her completely or risk exhausting herself further. Face Wei and the others like she was now and she'd be finished.

'I can't run anymore though.' She told herself regardless. That's what cowards do. She was a water tribe warrior. She could call her that proudly since she couldn't rightfully call herself the avatar without being killed. She needed to fight. She would stand her ground and defend herself.

All her resolve disappeared like mist under the sun when a bolt of lightning fell from the sky to land right next to her.

Panic welled in her as she tore further down the hallway. Had Yong found her? Had her been waiting on the wall to pick her off? How had he even gotten up there in the first place?

When the narrow pathways opened into a cluster of abandoned homes Korra could have sung with happiness. Choosing the closest one she darted inside and locked the door behind her.

Remembering the two tributes from the abandoned grocery store Korra took to searching the house. It was fairly small. A large living room with a small kitchen thrown in one corner. A sparsely furnished bedroom with a closet that did not open. It did have a bed and that was enough for Korra.

She fell on the mattress sending up clouds of dust. The game makers really went through the trouble of making dust for this bed! She coughed for a while before eventually settling. At least it was soft. She could pretend the blankets were the pelts of the water tribe.

There was only darkness when she finally fell asleep. Not even effort to wonder what she should do now. Without the protection of the other careers she was only prey. Fodder for stronger tributes. At least she could fight back. Fighting fodder. That sounded funny. What would her dad say if she called herself that?

A cannon blast woke her up. Who was dead? Who had killed? Get up. Don't be the next cannon.

It almost felt like those fears, those limitations, were nothing more than fragments of voiceless dreams. Now, fully awake, she could feel only what could be described as drive pulsing through her veins. There was a mirror mounted to a dresser against one wall. Korra could see all the dried blood in her hair. Some of it even stained the cloth strap of her necklace. Her fingertips touched the cool stone. Had she forgotten it was there?

"Ok," She said looking around. She wanted to find one of the capitalists cameras. She did not see one, but knew they were watching and picked a corner to talk to. She wanted Asami to hear her, "I know I'm alone. But it's ok. I haven't given up yet." The words were simple. They were all she could think of to say. Korra only hoped they were enough.

Korra was startled by the sound of clicking metal. There was someone at the door. But just as Korra went to investigate it swung open. Wei stood at the entrance with his hands raised defensively. Korra reached for water as she put her back to the wall in the room. She could feel it in the air still, but more was waiting in the pipes in the walls. Most of it converged into the closet in her bedroom.

Korra felt the water form in the wall at her back as she summoned it. She wanted to be ready the moment he came too close. One blow to the side of the head. That was all it would take. A spike of ice to break the skull would be best. Sharp like an arrow. Would he bleed like the can opener boy?

Footsteps came closer. Were they close enough? No. they stopped. "Korra?"

Korra stayed silent. Her grip tightened. Should she attack?

"Korra come on? I thought you weren't like this. I'm a friend remember?"

Was he challenging her or toying with her? And what was she doing? Cowering like a child. That wasn't what warriors do.

She swung around the corner bringing the water from the wall with her. Seeing her Wei dropped to one knee and raised his forearms to shield from the blast. Already she positioned her next blow. Three shards of ice poised close to his head. Even with his defensive position at least one would hit. Then why didn't she just do it?"

Wei was quiet for a moment then asked, "Are you finished?"

"Maybe?"

"I'm a friend Korra, trust me. I even helped you back there."

"After you almost got me killed."

"I made a mistake."

"Where are the other careers?"

"Less than organized. Yong still holds the cornucopia. After he fired on Xie she took off."

"Xie?"

"You know," He did an impression of someone shooting a bow.

"Oh, her. She's alive?"

"As far as I knew. But there was a cannon earlier so who can say for sure." More comfortable around her Wei stood although he kept his hands raised as if to assure her. "What did you do with your friend?"

"What friend?"

"That boy from your district?"

"I haven't seen him since the cornucopia."

"But he's here."

"I've looked through this whole place. If he was here I would have seen him." After a moment of thinking she added, "And I was asleep. He would have killed me."

"Then you're lucky and you don't pay attention."

"You don't pay attention." Korra snapped back. Who was he to judge? This was her safehouse not his. What did he know about it?"

"What about the bathroom? Did you check there?"

"There isn't one. Just the main room and the bedroom. The closet door doesn't open."

Wei glared at her, "Korra, that's a bathroom." Wei's blank face would have made her laugh if it wasn't her he was looking at.

"Well, how would I know?" Silently she tried to think of how he would know too.

"You thought the game makers would make a complete city but make a house without a bathroom?"

Korra decided to ignore him at that point and head to the door. She banged on it with a fist. "Come on out kid! We know you're in there." No one answered.

"You really think he's going to come out knowing there are two careers on the other side?"

Korra adjusted her stance. "Come out or, or we'll break the door."

"Go away!" The kid shouted. He really was in there. "You said you were going to leave me alone."

"I am but . . . but," She struggled to find the words, "Wei here wants to talk to you."

"Well I don't want to talk to him."

Something clicked. Metal. Wei's wrist was twisted at an odd angle, his fingers bent in like claws. Was that how metalbenders opened doors? Still controlling the door he forced in open with a thrust of his hands.

The boy was ready with a counter attack. Waves of water he had been storing in the bathtub poured over the open door. He tried to encase his attackers in ice but Korra quickly reverted it back to a liquid. How had she gone this long without knowing he was a bender?

"This isn't going to end well for you." Wei told him. The kid dropped to one knee. A strong defensive stance non-benders often used. "Just let this happen."

"His name is Tukun." Korra barely heard the words. They were still enough to stop her. She didn't know the name but it sounded water tribe. Beside her Wei tensed. His green eyes darted between her and the boy. Did he suspect a trap?

"I don't know that name." Korra told him.

"Of course you don't." This time there was a fury to him, "He's just a kid. Small like me. He has more northern tribe in him then the rest of us. He'll be turning eight soon."

"My brother would be turning nineteen this year," Wei told him, "No one cares about that now that he's dead."

"But my brother isn't dead. You know him you just don't know that you do. You're wearing the token he gave you."

Korra lashed out with a whip. The boy tumbled back then took his footing again. "Asami gave me this, liar."

"She missed her chance didn't she? She was too busy being mad at you for volunteering that she forgot to give it to you. But my mom asked if there was anything we could do for her. She gave that necklace to my brother to give to you."

"So?"

"I was already a lost cause the moment you volunteered. She wanted to get on your girlfriend's good side. Maybe my family could be less embarrassed if we were."

"You've lasted longer than half the other tributes,"

"Literally," Wei added,

"That's good. Even if you did just hide in a, uh, bathroom the whole time."

"It's not good enough." He shook his head. "I have to beat you at some point. It might as well be now."