Special 2
Some days Kuvira wakes up with her mouth tasting metal. And defeat.
It's quite the experience to remember the future (the past?). She knows there is no reason to beat herself over what happened. Her surrender at the Avatar had been a mistake, for what did the Avatar knew about suffering or compassion? The reincarnation of Aang was good only at runing away and making a mess whenever she went.
Kuvira hated to remember the time she felt safe in the arms of Avatar Korra. To trust the warm of the other woman, unable to remember all the pain the Avatar caused to her (taking Bataar hostage, making Kuvira battle inside a perfect City, putting children on the battlefield for reasons that she couldn't fathom)
She would like to spat at the ground whenever she recalled everything, but as she is, in the past and always surrounded by the old team Avatar she swallows the bilis.
"Are you fine?" Mako asks with his high pitched voice every time he is awake to presence Kuvira rutine.
He is an adult on a child body, she herself looks about 12, but young faces are still young faces, and Mako childish exterior bypass Kuvira walls. "I'm fine", she answers every time.
Kuvira likes to lie near Mako, his soft breathing helps her to sleep.
He has been near the death gates to many times, his white face marred with greenish bruises and his mouth stained with blood. Or he has been feverish on the bed, between delirium and madness.
She doesn't wants to love him but there is duty mixed with attachment, and so her fondness is big. Mako feelings for her are a mystery, he likes her but Kuvira has the impression he is only hanging around waiting for something and would take her enemy side if Bolin or anyone else of his past arrived.
Zuko sometimes talks about those ideals of his corrupted country. Even if he is a teen, Kuvira hates his voice and dramatic outbursts. She has to scold her face and body just to listen to the boy gibberish. He is going to be useful, a tool for the future and nothing more.
She almost feels pity that the teen lacks the brain to understand his position. He has betrayed his country, cooperating with the Avatar is pretty much a Coup D'etat, but Zuko is just watching in turmoil unable to process what he is doing and what he is going to do for Kuvira.
Sokka understands. And for that Kuvira is grateful.
He is a dangerous ally that would keep her mind keen, he is the kind of person that sees too much. He is perhaps an enemy in the making. She wonders how long they would dance around the knifes.
Toph is another player that ought to be treated with care. The girl knows that Mako and Kuvira are more than what they look but she likes Mako. They fought and somehow Toph got in her head the firebender was a funny friend. Whatever reason, as long as Kuvira keep Mako around, Toph would not think about betraying anyone.
Katara is motherly and idealistic. That makes her both the most simple to figure out and the one that had a more bloodlust potential. Kuvira had been there, young and wanting the world to change, just to figure out one day that it's impossible to keep the hands clean.
Last person on her list, Aang. He is funny and she enjoys his company. Perhaps another Avatar playing the "I understand you" game, his cute face hiding an egoist capable of letting the world to rot as the Avatar of her time did.
Even then, she laughs along Aang and has grabbed his hand. Still, she tries to keep her heart on guard so if Aang kidnaps Mako, Kuvira would acknowledge it as the most likely possibility and not a betrayal.
She shares the same fire as them, but she can't forget the taste of the Avatar using her heart against her, how once she trusted a wolf dressed as a sheep. Maybe the time was different, but the world and how it worked, that never changes.
With this I only have one fic of lok left of my doc manager. The story ended in chapter 11 but this two stories were on my mind about a year ago but I felt no one would have liked them, but I couldn't get rid of them. So instead I posted them and I will hope, that at least a person enjoyed it.
Bye