Ch 11 nightmare and battle
Hiroshi Sato was making some speech about how the equalists have conquered the city, and that bending was now illegal.
Two equalists let the crowd, and headed into some bushes. One of them earth bended the ground and the couple jumped thru a hole.
"I can't believe he's saying that. I'm not running. I'd say we go back cleave some heads off." Korra said.
"Korra, I'm angry too. That's my father making those speeches. I want to kill equalists more then you do." Asami said.
"Then why are you so calm about this?" Korra asked.
"You think I'm calm? I'm furious. But I know that we need to wait until the United Forces arrives. We can't go out there and fight them by ourselves." Asami said.
"Fine." Kora said.
Heading to their underground hideout, they met with their friends and lay against Naga.
"Wake me up in a few hours." Asami said.
As Asami slept, Korra held her in silence.
"What are you dreaming about, honey?" Korra whispered.
Asami heard the question, because she smiled in response.
Asami's dream
Asami stood in a street, heading towards city hall. She ran towards the building, and saw the equalists overpowering the metal bending police officers, along with Tenzin. Putting on an electric glove, she jumped into the fray, and took out many equalists.
"We need to leave!" She said to Tenzin, picking him up.
Asami turned and got impaled with a bayonet. In shock, she didn't scream. Her eyes followed the bayonet, down the rifle, and into her father's eyes. And his eyes showed extreme anger and hatred.
Hiroshi yanked the rifle out, and Asami fell to the floor.
"Dad, why?" Asami weakly asked, losing blood.
Her scenario changed. She was in a room, with her hands above her head, chained to the ceiling.
"What the hell?" She asked, and struggled to break free.
"Miss Sato. A pleasure for you to join us." Amon said, walking into the room.
"Where the hell am I?" Asami asked.
"A special room, on air Temple Island. Now back to the matter. You and your friends have been defeated. Nothing can stop the equalists now." Amon said.
"Really? My friends are more powerful than you think." Asami said.
"You're wrong, miss Sato." Amon said.
Snapping his finger, a part of the ceiling opened up, and 7 bodies fell from the ceiling, being hung. Asami gasped and looked at the bodies.
Price, Yuri, Ghost, Makaorov, Bolin, Mako, and Korra.
"Korra!" Asami shouted.
But Korra didn't respond.
"No!" Asami yelled, violently struggling against her chains. She exhausted herself and she stayed there, sobbing.
"Asami." A new voice said.
Asami looked up, tears down her face. She saw her father, with a wicked looking knife in his hands.
"I gave you everything, Asami. And you betray me. You are no longer my daughter." Hiroshi said.
Asami watched, then screamed in horror as Hiroshi disemboweled her.
"GOD, NO!" Asami yelled, waking up from her nightmare.
"Asami, what happened?" Korra asked, pulling Asami towards her.
Asami looked at Korra, then broke down, sobbing against Korra.
"He killed them." Asami sobbed.
"Who killed who?" Korra asked.
"Amon. He killed you, Bolin, Mako, the squad, everyone. Then my father killed me." Asami said.
"Asami, look at me." Korra said, holding Asami to look at her. "Amon hasn't killed us. We're going to get through this. I promise you. We'll take down Amon, and throw your father into jail, if not in front of an execution squad."
"You okay?" Mako asked, walking towards them.
"She just had a nightmare. A horrible one." Korra said, holding Asami close.
Makarov came towards them, rifle in hand.
"It's morning. The united forces are coming." Makarov said.
Asami and Korra looked at each other, then decided to head out with the squad.
They watched on the docks, as 10 battleships appeared thru the fog.
"Where are the mecha tanks?" Mako asked.
Makarov looked at the fleet, and didn't see any aircraft.
"Just battleships. No zeppelins, no planes?" Makarov asked.
"No. Why?" Korra asked.
"Then say good-by to this fleet." Makarov said.
Hearing a low droning noise, they looked at the direction, and saw dozens of biplane bombers heading to the fleet.
"Shit." Price said, knowing that his squad couldn't do anything to stop it. Korra dove in the water and swam to the fleet, hoping to help anyway she can.
"Look at that. It must have taken months, if not years to make those warships." Ghost said.
"Yep. And now it's turning into ruins, all in a matter of minutes." Yuri replied.
Yuri's words were proven true, as the biplanes destroyed the battleships in a matter of minutes.
Once again, they retreated back underground.
"I was ready for zeppelins and mecha tanks, not these new aircraft." General Iroh said.
"I know. Every time we think we have an advantage, Amon proves to be one step ahead of us." Korra said.
"We're not out of this fight yet." Iroh said. "Those planes came from somewhere. Close by."
Iroh pulled out a map of the city.
"The planes must have come here. From the mountains."
"It'll be a bitch to hike up there." Price said.
"But if we take out that base, it'll buy us some time." Makarov said.
"What about Amon?" Korra asked.
"He'll come next. We need to destroy this base of his. If not, he'll have a hundred ways to kill us." Iroh said.
"I need some fresh air." Korra said, putting on her equalist uniform and walked out, with Asami after her.
"Asami, wait." Makarov said, and handed her an AK-7u.
The two women walked outside and overheard equalist talking.
"I can't believe he's keeping Tarrlok alive." An equalist said.
"Yeah. Imprisoned at the air temple. I wonder what will happen to him. Hopefully he can die a gruesome death."
"Lets go see him. If he knows about Amon, good. If not, well I'll find someone to vent at." Korra said.