Mako's POV

Everyone was readying themselves as we took the ferry to the city. It was almost midnight and we had gone over the plan just an hour ago. Korra hadn't been able to sleep since Amon challenged her, though everyone had tried to get her to. She still had pending healing sessions and Katara had put her through one in hopes she'd sleep like she usually did but instead she found her back full of knots. I watched as she fidgeted, hand rubbing at the bandage on her forearm. I sighed and placed a hand over hers, giving it a squeeze. My teammate sighed and nodded her head, knowing what I was telling her.

Her father wrapped an arm around her and I pulled away, glancing over to where my brother was, jabbering away as usual with my ex-girlfriend. Asami looked over at me, and we made eye contact for the first time in weeks. Her eyes were sad, apologetic, and there was some sort of relief in them as well. I didn't say anything, just nodded my head at her as we landed on the docks where Chief Bei Fong and a large squadron of Metalbenders were waiting.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked.

Korra nodded, her hands turning to first at her sides. The Metalbender gave her a sharp nod as well before facing the rest of us.

"Alright people, listen up," the Chief of Police barked. "We are going to splitting into groups. Tenzin, my Metalbending officers and I will lead the main attack. Senna and Katara you two will be outside making sure no one comes in or out. Bolin and the Sato girl will follow after the first group." She paused looking at the three of us that remained. "Tonraq, Korra and Mako you three will stay in the back and let us open a path for you until the rest are able to catch up."

I took a deep breath as we grabbed onto the side of a truck and in moments we were arriving at the Dragon Flats District. Spirits let this be over with quickly.

Bolin's POV

If I was being honest with myself, I was completely terrified. Heck, I didn't even want to go inside. It was dark in there and I already knew they would ambush us. We had stopped the truck about a block away and Chief Bei Fong did the seismic thingy with her feet to see what was going on in there. She concluded that there were about three levels where surprises were waiting for us, the main one being two figures on the very top of the building that I could only guess were Amon and someone else.

I took deep breaths, punching my arms forward and bouncing on one foot then the other, trying to pump myself up. I wouldn't-couldn't run away. Korra was my friend, and she had already suffered so much. Her Bending had been taken, her arm had been carved into, and then she had been burned in an explosion when we found out Hiroshi Sato was Amon's business partner. I stopped and looked over at Asami, who had a fierce look of determination on her face. Korra wasn't the only one that had suffered.

My brother and the Chief of Police had been quick to blame Asami when Korra had been hurt and I tried telling them that it wasn't really her fault. Sure they fought but Mako and I did that all the time. Sometimes he even hurt my feelings when we did but I'd still do anything for him and I knew he would too. And seeing how there was a possibility she would face her dad, she was still here, standing beside her best friend. It was admirable, really.

We got the signal and I went over to her before going inside. As soon as we went in the lights turned on, revealing an army of Equalists. I gulped nervously as the battle began, throwing chucks of earth at them while trying to avoid being Chi Blocked or worse.

"Go!" I heard the Metalbending Chief bark, gesturing to the open gate.

I really didn't want to go through there because I already knew what was waiting on the other side but Asami kept pulling me forward and I had no choice. The five of us went in and as soon as we were on the other side a platinum door came down, separating us from the rest of the group and leaving us in darkness. That settled it. We were dead.

"We have to keep moving," Mako said as he made a flame appear on the palm of his hand.

Everyone nodded and followed him as we went through several sets of stairs, finding an Equalist or two, easily taking them down. Finally we reached a big room and Korra's father gestured for us to stop, telling us to be quiet. I frowned, tilting my head to the side when I heard a noise as well. What was…

The lights turned on to reveal half a dozen mecha tanks like the ones in the secret lab Hiroshi had. My eyes widened. This was not good. This was not good at all. One of them came forward and I saw the pain and anger in light up in Asami's eyes.

"Asami," her father began. "Join me. This is where you belong."

"You've killed hundreds of people," the Nonbender answered. "You hurt Korra."

"These people, these Benders." I could hear how he spat the last word. He really hated us. "They took away your mother, they started all these wars. We can make the world a better place."

The heiress looked over at Korra before looking back at her father, taking a step towards him. My jaw dropped. Was she really going to join him? After everything we had been through? But on her face was only a sad smile, like she pitied the man behind the machine. She shook her head.

"I love you, Dad," Asami whispered. "But Mom would have hated you for what you have become. And I won't disgrace her memory like this."

The industrialists jaw tightened at that. "So be it."

We barely had any time to dodge. I raised a wall of earth, blocking their claws from getting to me before pushing it forwards and knocking the contraption onto its back, stopping it from getting up. Korra released a tornado on one, raising it before clapping her hands together under it and making it slam up to the ceiling. Her father used the water in one of his pouches to make it malfunction and Mako used his Lightningbending to short-circuit another, and we were finally down to three.

Another gate opened and I looked over at the trio. "You guys go ahead," I said as I blocked an attack.

"We'll handle this, go!" Asami added.

They hesitated for a moment before doing as they were told, another platinum door coming down behind them. I just hoped they would be alright.

Amon's POV

I took a deep breath as the clock struck midnight. Anticipation was building in my stomach as I watched the screens as the small army the Avatar had brought with her finally arrived. So she had figured out I'd planned to ambush her, clever girl. I had to admit it I liked the idea of confronting her once again. Last time I was, to my shame, aided by Hiroshi Sato and my brother. But this time it would be different. This time I would crush her.

My brother walked around impatiently and I made my annoyance known. He never was able to keep still. I knew he wanted to participate in the battle, even the score after she had nearly killed him. I had seen the rage in her eyes and, had I not intervened, perhaps he wouldn't have lived to tell the tale. However, I made myself very clear that I would be the one to end her. No one else. Her regaining her a element had been a slap to the face, an insult to my skill. My men had grown nervous. That would not stand.

I looked at the screens once more to see that the group was traveling quickly, platinum doors coming down as they moved further up, preventing the Metalbenders from coming to their aid. I tilted my head as I watched the industrialist approach the group that had been reduced to five. The heiress, the bending brothers, the Avatar and her father. My lips twitched. So she had brought her father. Fatal mistake.

"It's time," I said as I walked up to the rooftop.

My brother followed and only moments later the door opened, revealing the remaining three opponents that would be taken out shortly. My brother readied himself and so did the Firebender. They had chosen their opponents. I grinned behind the mask as the girl and her father did the same.

I would finally end the Avatar.

Korra's POV

After what seemed like an eternity, we'd finally reached the top of the building and came face to face with Amon. I could practically see the smirk on his face behind the mask. He had gotten what he wanted. Me here, and with only a handful of reinforcements to aid me. But it didn't matter, this time I was going to take him down for good. Tarrlok got ready and Mako did as well, nodding his head at me as he watched his opponent. I took a deep breath before doing the same. My dad launched his first attack and the revolutionist simply side stepped before coming after me. I moved out of the way and turned to blast him with air.

He was slightly knocked off balance and turned to face me, his eyes narrowing slightly. My dad and I continued to team up against him, but despite this it seemed that the masked man was unaffected, never growing tired, as opposed to us. I had to stop for a moment, panting as I held my arms in front of me, ready for an attack. Amon chuckled, shaking his head.

"Give up, child," he said. "Soon you'd be nothing but what you hide on your arm."

I looked down at my forearm that was still bandaged. The mark had healed a long time ago but I hadn't been able to look at it since it'd happened. I placed my palm over it, closing my eyes tightly before unwrapping the bandage, revealing the word: Nonbender. I stared at it, re-reading it over and over. I had been a Nonbender. But I wasn't anymore. That didn't define me then and it didn't define me now. I threw the bandages to the side, getting into a stance once again.

"Taking my Bending isn't going to change who I am," I replied. "I'm the Avatar, and I'm not going to let you hurt anyone else.'

He chuckled again before coming towards me, quickening his attacks and knocking my father back whenever he tried to interfere. I dodged a punch before kicking his side only for him to catch my leg and toss me against the wall. I ground my teeth as I landed with a loud thud, my vision blurry as I tried to stand, only getting to my knees before shaking my head. I looked up to see my father and him fight, noticing how Amon kept maneuvering him towards the edge. My father sent a large water attack at the lunatic only for Amon to stop it and evaporate it. My eyes widened. He was a Bender! He was a Waterbender!

My dad stepped back, reaching the edge and he looked over at me. I felt my heart stop. No. I stood, trying to run over to his aid only to be knocked aside by Tarrlok before Mako stood in front of me, sending fire attacks his way. Amon sent a kick his way and my dad managed to dodge before being knocked back. I tried going over to him but the masked man held an arm towards me and I froze, recognizing the feeling immediately: Bloodbending. Soon Mako was also forced to kneel as well, Tarrlok having joined his brother.

"I hope you know, Avatar," Amon began. "His death is on you."

With those words he stepped on my dad's hands and he let go, falling...falling...falling...

"No!"

Senna's POV

Master Katara and I waited outside, ready for anyone who tried to escape or come to the Equalists' aid. After a few minutes, a few tried to escape, but we quickly subdued them and shackled them with ice so they wouldn't escape. I was worried for my daughter and my husband, even if I knew they had each other. Amon was a dangerous man, he had almost killed my little girl once, and I would not go through that again. I could still remember how weak she was when she first woke up, the despair, the anguish that came after when she learned she lost her Bending abilities. Then there was the depression, her way of giving up. If it hadn't been for Mako…I don't know what would have happened.

As time passed, more and more Equalists came out and I knew that we had be winning. Shortly after Lin and Tenzin emerged, helping a few injured Metalbenders toward us. My former Waterbending Master quickly started to work on them while the Chief of Police took her squadron to look for another entrance, explaining to me that they had been cut off from the others. I couldn't help the dread that came over me. My child, my daughter…she was vulnerable.

It seemed only moments had passed before I heard a scream. I looked up, my eyes widened in horror when I saw someone start to fall from the roof of the building. It was only seconds before I realized who it was. Tonraq. I let out my own pained filled scream as I watched him fall.

Asami's POV

After the platinum door came down in front of us, I switched my attention once again to the present battle. We had been able to get this far thanks to Bei Fong and her Metalbenders. Mako, Korra, and her father had helped us out with a few mecha tanks and I needed to make sure they would get to Amon. In retrospect, I didn't doubt that this maze was laid out by my father. He had tried getting me to join him, and I understood his side. I understood why he hated Benders so much. But killing people, slaughtering them…that wasn't the way to go about it.

Bolin managed to knock down another tank just as I went inside one of the contraptions. I easily overpowered the other pilot, noticing how the mechanism worked just like a forklift, something I used to use at the company all the time. My father had created all these weapons based on every day things, including the glove in my hand. He managed to knock Bolin back and I clenched my jaw, glaring at him as the Earthbender tried standing. My father went came at me, attacking my mech without mercy, not stopping to think that he could hurt me in the process.

After the power went out on it, I ejected myself from the contraption and landed next to Bolin, who had his hands raised. We needed to work together in order to bring him down, once and for all.

"Bolin, I need you to get the shield off," I told him between breaths. "Think you can do that?"

"I'll try," he answered as he threw chunks of rock.

I went around back, pretending to try and gain control of another mecha tank as the Earthbender continued his assault on the glass dome. Finally it gave way and my father ripped it off, tossing it aside with the metal claws. I took my opportunity and asked Bolin for a lift, landing on top of the bot, closing my eyes before touching my father's shoulder with the electric glove.

He slumped forward in his seat and I released a heavy breath.

Korra's POV

There is a moment in your life when everything stops. My moment was when I watched that monster, that masked revolutionist, throw my father over the side of the building for him to fall to his death. There would be no one there to catch him, no time for anyone to even attempt to. He was gone, and it was my fault. I heard Amon's words over and over in my head: 'His death is on you'. He was right. It was my fault. I had brought him here. I had wanted to face Amon again. I had been foolish to think we'd come here today and be left unscathed.

I didn't even try to fight against his Bloodbending hold as he walked over to Mako and I. I wasn't worthy of being called the Avatar. I had caused the death of an innocent life. It was my fault. Mine. But as the image of him falling replayed in my mind, I realized it wasn't only my fault. It was his too. It was Amon's. Suddenly I was angry, I was furious, my veins boiled. My eyes closed and I felt a new, raw, yet familiar power come over me and I stood, the Bloodbending hold having no effect over me anymore.

Tarrlok, threw a water whip at me, trying to subdue me but I opened my mouth, fire erupting and cutting off his hold before I punched forward, a powerful air spiral knocking him back. Mako stood, gaining control over his body once more and left the scumbag politician to him before turning my attention to the object of my rage. Amon.

"Impossible," I heard him say as I lifted large chunks of earth and threw them at him.

He was going to pay for my father's death. I would make sure of it. He tried getting close to me, try to Chi Block him but I was too fast, too skilled, too angry to feel anything. I blocked his hand, grabbing him and tossing him against the wall like he had me before, sending gusts of air at him, not giving him a chance to stand. Somehow he staggered upright, trying to make his way to the door but I raised my hand, willing a wall of fire to appear, cutting off his advance. He would not get away. Not after what he did.

I continued to toss him around like a rag doll, wanting him to suffer, to not know when the last attack would be. I wouldn't kill him. Not yet. I wanted him to feel everything, the panic of having someone overpower you, to know he would perish but not know the exact moment. These were the thoughts that fueled my rage, that let me become numb to any attack he managed to land on me.

"Korra, stop! You're going to kill him!"

The person grabbed my arm and I turned to face him, eyes narrowing. Red scarf. It was Mako. He was trying to stop me from doing what I should have done a long time ago. I tossed him aside as well before returning to Amon, picking him up by the collar of his jacket, taking off the mask, setting it on fire before allowing it to fall on the floor. I looked at the various lacerations and bruises on his face, feeling this vicious satisfaction.

As a final act of desperation he pulled a knife from his waist, managing to clip my side only to have me twist his arm until he dropped the blade. My right hand wrapped around his neck and I raised him till his feet dangled, watching as he struggled to breathe.

His end had come. There was no escape.

Tonraq's POV

This is not how it was going to end. It couldn't be. I couldn't let Korra down. I was supposed to help her defeat that lunatic but I had failed her. I wouldn't be there to protect her. My little girl was so strong and it pained me to leave her this way, at this time, in this moment. I could feel myself dropping, trying to cling to anything but realizing I was too far away from the side of the building. Just when I thought all hope was lost, a metal cable wrapped itself around my torso, jerking me upward as I wrapped my hands around it.

I looked up and I had to admit I had never been so happy to see Lin Bei Fong. She gritted her teeth, pulling me to the edge of the building, allowing to catch my breath for a moment before wincing at the pressure on my torso. Those cables were going to leave a mark, but at the moment I was happy to be alive.

"What the hell is going on up there?" she asked. "How did you fall?"

"Amon," I answered. "Korra needs help. He's a Bloodbender."

She nodded her head and between her and another Metalbender, they managed to help me climb up. Lin explained to me on the way up that once she figured she wouldn't be able to go through the doors she had to figure out another way to the top of the building. It was needless to say I was glad she had. As we got closer to the top I could hear Mako yelling. I urged Lin on and she hurried, trying to find out what was happening.

I pulled myself up to see Korra holding Amon by the neck, strangling him with her hand. Mako was a few feet away, shaking his head as he tried to stand. I immediately tried to go to my daughter but she cut off my advance, creating a sphere of all four elements around herself and the revolutionist. My eyes widened as I watched her wield the elements to her will once again. She had recovered her Bending, and by the glow in her eyes I could tell she had also accessed the Avatar State.

"You need to stop her," Bei Fong said as the wind started to push us back.

"She isn't responding," Mako added as one of the Metalbenders helped him stand.

I nodded my head before trying to approach her. "Korra!" I called, shielding myself from the elements. "It's me, it's Dad!" Her control over the elements wavered slightly, and I knew she had heard me. "I'm fine, you don't have to do this. You don't have to kill him."

Slowly the sphere began to disappear, the chunks of earth falling to the ground, the water splashing down and the fire dying. I was getting through to her but I knew Amon didn't have much time. Not that I cared. He deserved to die but not like this, not by her hand. She wouldn't be able to live with herself if she took his life.

"I'm okay, I'm right here," I continued as I reached her, gripping her arm gently. I saw a slight waver of emotion on her face and I placed my hand against her cheek, rubbing my thumb soothingly the skin there. "It's me. It's Dad."

She dropped Amon and I heard him take in gulps of air. I watched Korra and slowly the white in her eyes began to fade until they were their normal blue. She looked at me before collapsing but I caught her, cradling her in my arms, kissing her forehead.

"Dad?" she asked tiredly. She was exhausted and I didn't blame her. I nodded. "You're alive…you're okay."

"I'm right here, sweetie," I told her, hugging her tightly. "I'm always going to be right here."

It was finally over.