I still don't own the Legend of Korra.

The Episode tag for this is Book One: Air, Endgame. Please enjoy.

Kailee ran outside, desperate to help Team Avatar in any way that she could. To her relief, she saw that the air nomads were fleeing to her location. It was also to her great enjoyment, as well as theirs, when they saw an airplane fly straight into the mask that was on the face of the Avatar Aang Statue, and a tearing on one of the equalist flags that hung from the statue. She cheered loudly, squealing and laughing with glee. But as soon as Tenzin tried to get her to form words, her throat clogged up and she couldn't speak through the pain of the migraine that seemed to accompany the air nomads.

It was odd, but the two adults looked almost familiar to her. She just couldn't put her finger on where she'd seen them before. She now saw Korra, Mako, Lin, Bolin, and Asami as well over at the edge of the docks that she was at now.

"I can't believe Amon got you, too," Lin said gravely.

"Hey, at least you unlocked your airbending," Bolin said optimistically, and Pabu let out a confused rriitt as Lin turned around to shoot him a look.

"Bro, not the time," Mako said sternly.

"Right. I'll stand over here quietly. In silence," Bolin said backing off quickly and covering his mouth.

"You saved Republic City," Tenzin said as a ship pulled up.

"But Amon got away," Korra argued as Tenzin put a hand on her shoulder.

Kailee and Iroh were on opposite sides of the dock, but he knew even from the distance that some way, somehow, his destiny was tied to that of the brunette's across the way. There was a cry of "yay, Uncle Bumi's here!" from one of the air nomads, and Kailee looked over to find a dark-skinned male with graying hair whooping at the top of his ship.

"Great. Now I have to entertain my brother," Tenzin huffed.

LOK

Iroh sighed as he went back to what was left of his ship as it was being repaired. Korra had been all too grateful for his help in the fight against Amon. He was still missing, even after a week of frantic searching from fleets from all sectors of the oceans, but Iroh knew that with Tarlock missing as well, Amon probably wouldn't be coming back yet unless it was through proxy.

He still couldn't get the brunette out of his head though. He let his hawk land on his shoulders and he smiled wearily. It contained both his small bag of most prized possessions and a few letters from those worldwide. He took the bag and put it back in the desk drawer inside his quarters. He then turned to the letters.

It was to his astonishment that Katara had been unable to restore Korra's bending, but he let out a sigh of relief when he heard that Avatar Aang had come back as Korra had finally achieved the Avatar State and he unlocked her bending for her. Lin had her bending back now, and Iroh read that his remaining soldiers were next in line by Korra's decree. This was great news to him, which he rushed to tell all of his soldiers, who were soon cheering and whooping for joy. They then spread the word abroad about what Avatar Korra was able to do now, and the Crown Prince of the Fire Nation throne smiled wistfully.

He looked over on the shores to find Asami standing over by Bolin, apparently on a date. He shook his head in slight distaste, knowing that their relationship would be quite rocky for a bit yet because of Mako's relationship with Asami, and Bolin's with Korra. But, then again, the two that had broken their hearts did it to get together, so that would complete the ultimate irony's circle.

He turned around on his ship to find Mako himself, looking down ashamed at the floor of the ship.

"Is something wrong?" Iroh asked, and Mako looked up sorrowfully.

"Korra says that there are hundreds, possibly thousands of benders who still need to get their bending back," he said sorrowfully, "I know this is an Avatar thing, but I can't help but feel a little…"

"Left out?" Iroh asked with a raised eyebrow, and Mako nodded.

"I was hoping you could help me," Mako admitted. "I know you're a bit of a loner, but I feel like I know you through Fire Lord Zuko staying beside Avatar Aang."

"I know the feeling. I felt as though my grandfather kept trying to tell me what to do during this whole battle," Iroh said wistfully looking out onto the docks. "They sure seem happy."

"Yeah," Mako said smiling, "I'm glad that the four of us were able to work out our own complicated relationships. Want a little time with Asami?"

"No thank you," Iroh said smiling slightly out of the corner of his mouth that Mako couldn't see. "I don't want a fight on my hands with your brother. That would be bad, in more ways than one."

"We both know that you'd win," Mako countered, and Iroh chuckled.

"Yes, but your brother's got an amazing amount of energy. His writhing in excitement about 'having Naga', as he put it, was actually a little painful," Iroh admitted. "Of course, part of it was the burns I received, but another part was him stretching parts of me that I didn't even know that we could stretch."

"Yeah, that sounds like Bo," Mako said putting his elbow on the rail and his chin in his hand before jerking upright. "I am allowed to do that, right?"

"Have fun," Iroh said calmly before catching himself, "Just not Bumi or Bolin's methods for fun."

Mako laughed at that and put his head back in his hand with a distant sigh. The two firebenders were content to gaze out into the sunset, with the sun making its last rays look like a fire on the ocean and in the skies.

"How long do you think this will take? For her to give back everyone's bending," Mako asked quietly.

"I'm not sure. It could take anywhere from weeks to months. But the benders will have to learn how to rebend most likely," Iroh said contemplating. "I don't think this is over yet. Something's telling me that there's another bloodbender out there waiting to strike."

"Every waterbender's a possible bloodbender," Mako said gravely. "Just like every earthbender is a possible metalbender and every firebender is a possible lightning bender."

"If only we didn't have power-hungry benders that used their bending for evil," Iroh said wistfully.

"Or nonbenders who want equal views and benders to have no bending," Mako added, and Iroh nodded.

"Yes, that as well. Even in the very short time that I've known you, I've seen remarkable growth in you, Mako. Bolin, not so much, and Korra has as well in a different sense of the word. You are welcome to board my ship for firebending training whenever you like," Iroh said with a knowing smile, and Mako turned around excitedly.

"You meant it? I can come whenever I want?" Mako asked excitedly, and Iroh nodded. "Thank you so much! You have no idea how much this means to me!"

"Considering it sounds like that or total isolation, I believe I can get a vague idea," Iroh said with a small smile. "I spent a long time in the shadow of my brother. I hated every minute of it, and wished that there was someone who would be willing to look past my lineage to practice firebending with me."

"Was there?"

"Only my mother and father," Iroh said with a frown.

"How exactly did you get your name?" Mako asked curiously.

"My grandfather, Zuko, named me after his Uncle, General Iroh the first," Iroh said calmly. "What about yours?"

"My mother named me after her brother," Mako said quietly. "He'd gone missing because of equalists attacks on City Hall."

"Your uncle isn't the only one," Iroh reminded him. "There are dozens of people who are still missing out there from those attacks. One friend of mine in particular still hasn't managed to leave my life even though she's been missing for so long…"

"You- surely you don't mean the famous Kailee, do you?" Mako asked confused.

"As a matter of fact, I do," Iroh said distantly. "It was the last time that any of us ever saw her; the very last time. My parents were shocked at the news of course when Master Katara told us, but what really hurt was that her parents were killed in cold blood in what was clearly right in front of her. We could all tell by the impressions in the snow.

"Kailee had gone back for the one present that she had held most dear to her, a music box from her maternal grandmother, Master Katara. The equalists were on their way in, so I told her to run while I got the music box for her. I pushed her out a secret passageway as the others fled on the two flying bison without her on accident. Her parents had stayed behind to try to protect us, as I was fifteen and a newly accomplished lightning bender at the time. My brother, Roku, was killed in the battle, and I watched in horror as Kailee was tortured and had her bending taken away by Amon. I didn't realize what it was at the time, but looking back on it, that was clearly one of his first times to test it out. He did so on her parents next just before killing them."

"Man, that's rough," Mako said gravely. "My parents were killed by a firebender right in front of us when we were young. Bolin and I have been living on the streets trying to find work as benders ever since. Pro bending was the best thing that happened to us."

Both firebenders then stared at the last dimming rays of the sunset as the moon rose in the air behind them. Iroh sighed shortly and then calmly walked to his quarters, while Mako went on and used firebending jets to propel himself to the shores of Republic City.

So, now that that's over, what do you think will happen? Who should come back from earlier in the show?

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