Korra arrived in her bedroom in mere minutes, quickly plopping on her bed, she had a headache. She was sweaty, and very confused. Why DID she save Amon? He could have just died never to bother her again... No, he has to face justice. Dying would be the easy way out for him. Korra closed her eyes. What am I going to do? If I ever get caught... They'll take ME to prison! I haven't done anything wrong! Oh this is a bad idea. As if I could screw things up anymore! Everyone is already in prison!
Light, almost silent footsteps moved into the room. Korra opened her eyes a bit, to see the classic yellow and red air-nomad robes. "Tenzin, go away, I'm really tired." Silence met her, she opened her eyes again to see him still there she sat up, and walked over to him, in her groggy state, she poked her forefinger to his chest. "Look sir! I've had a long day, all I want to do right now is sleep. I don't want to train, I don't want to meditate, I just want to sleep! She looked up to his face, and nearly fainted. The face she saw was most certainly NOT Tenzin.
"A-A-Aang?! Aang! What, what are you doing here?" Aang smirked, and pulled Korra into a light hug, "You needed me, so I came! It's that simple." Aang grinned widely. Korra stood, her jaw nearly slammed to the ground. "I...needed you. It's that simple... I've been trying to reach you for like...10 years, and all I needed to do was...need you?" Korra spluttered, Aang's smile quickly turned into a determined glower. "Okay Korra enough freaking out, I came here because you need me, now I have to show you something. Take my hand."
Korra was taken aback, but just a bit. Her face became determined, excited even! "All right! Let's go Aang!" She gripped his hand in a death grip and in the next second her surrounding changed. They stood in a grove full of greenery a light blue shine cast on everything. "Okay Korra, I need to show you something, I know you hate it but I'm going to need you to meditate with me." "What? We're in the spirit world, why do I have to meditate here?" Korra asked, extremely confused and exasperated at the thought of meditation. "Ugh, okay. This had better be important Aang." Korra sat, and slowly began to relax, before long, a scene began to play out.
Footsteps pounded the ground as Tarrlok ran in pursuit of Amon and his chi-blockers, this would be the last time they escape him. With his targets in sight Tarrlok bends water in the air to propel himself closer, when he was close enough, just behind a tall chi-blocker, he shot water at their feet, and freezing it to hold them. Nearly all of the equalists were immobilized. Where is he? Dammit! This is the last- Amon appeared from above, giving Tarrlok a hard kick in his jaw. Surprised, Tarrlok recoils and whip a stream of water toward Amon, gripping his ankle and throwing him at a wall. By this time the equalists broke free of the ice and charged at Tarrlok with gloves at the ready, Shit! This wasn't supposed to happen! The chi-blockers quickly approached, and Tarrlok barely dodged the first shock that came his way, out of sheer panic and fear for his life, he bent the only liquid he could think of, Blood.
The moment he did it he regretted it, three chi-blockers stood before him, frozen only the sound of bones wracking, ready to crack. Amon however, still stood, his eyes wide behind his mask Brother he thought what have you become? Tarrlok threw the chi-blockers to the side smashing them to the wall, blood burst slightly from their bodies. Amon's eyes widened. No! They're... dead. Amon let out an animalistic roar, and charged forward ready to strike. He jumped high and threw a strong kick at Tarrlok's head. Just as quickly as he attacked, Tarrlok retaliated, gripping him with his bloodbending. Amon froze, his limbs twitching in an attempt to resist. All that resulted was the loud crack of a bone snapping. By now, Tarrlok felt as if nothing could get worse. I have to end him, I can't have anyone know, everything I've worked for... would all be for nothing. NO, I have to. I have to or I'm dead. Tarrlok tightened his grip a great deal, on one specific organ, with intent on ending Amon's life. His heart. Tarrlok slowly gripped harder and harder. Amon let out a loud scream of pain, writhing in agony. Brother! Argh, I can't. I will not stoop to the same level. Amon's struggle ceased. He had given up, accepting his fate. "Hey! Who's there! I heard a man scream! What's going on?!" It was a woman's voice and it was familiar. Tarrlok's head snapped to the source of the voice, he quickly released Amon from his grip, and fled. Amon fell to the ground limply, blood pooling around him. He fell unconscious, the last thing he heard was a gasp.
Korra snapped awake. I was asleep? No, I couldn't have...that was real. Korra's eyes bolted from one side of the room to another. She shot up, off of the floor. Yeah, definitely not a dream. Korra quietly opened the door to her room. There is no way I'm letting this slide, he's going to tell me everything. She quickly made her way to the lowest part of the air temple, quickly locating the spot of Amon's cell. She bent the wall down and stepped inside. "Avatar? It's late is it not? Shouldn't you be long asleep?" Amon grumbled, shaken from his own nightmare by the earthbending. "Amon." Korra said in a determined yet empathetic tone. "I'm sorry for what Tarrlok did to you." Amon's tiredness shot away. His eyes widened beneath the scratchy sack that covered his face. The memories flooded forth and he began to shake. Korra stepped forward and squatted beside him. She pulled water from the air and began to heal his chest.
WHOOP, heres chapter 2, sorry for the wait :3 Don't have a ton to add other that that. R+R pls!