Interlude 1
On the other side of town, a masked man sat with his soldiers, capturing unsuspecting benders once a night and immobilizing them in order to take away their bending in front of an 'equal' audience. He was also looking for someone who had gone missing and it upset him greatly. "Well?" he said looking at one of his men, not a smile behind his mask. "Any sign of the boy?"
"No sir, but the usual recluse has gone down by another ten percent... we believe you'll be in complete control in the next few days."
"I want order, not control. Firebenders destroyed my family, scarred my life." Amon touched his mask. "What I'm doing is in the public's best interests. As for the boy..."
He recalled his past life with his wife and young boy. Amon, known as Noatak, led a happy life at the North Pole, until he saw how benders abused their gifts. Noatak was a closet bloodbender, destroying those who dared come near his family. He hated bending, but used it when necessary. Then his wife expressed how she won't support his plan to rid the world of bending. The boy saw him bloodbend her, but ran away before seeing Noatak killing Kara, a bender killing a nonbender.
Amon returned to the present. "We'll find him soon enough. For now, you may bring our special guest. We need her more than anyone else." An Equalist took out a bag from the van and untied it, dumping a non-bender girl whose weapon was a lightning glove. "After all," Amon said. "In order to get what we want, we will need to use the proper bait."