Chapter 11
MPOV
I woke up in the air temple, pain throbbing through my head. What was I doing here? Where was Bolin and…Korra! Everything came rushing back. Amon, Korra, the chi blockers. He had her. No. No! She can't be gone. I jumped up, racing to the door. Why would Korra sacrifice herself for me? I had betrayed her. I had almost given her to the enemy.
It didn't matter. All that mattered was finding her and making sure she's safe. I tore through the halls. I needed to get home, find Bolin, and then save Korra. Just as I was about to get outside Tenzin stepped in my way, attempting to blocking the exit.
I pulled up short. "Move," I growled.
The monk remained calm. "Not until you tell me what is going on, and what your involvement with Amon is."
I felt like I was going to explode. Korra was out there, kidnapped by Republic city's most dangerous man. She could be hurt. I needed to find her, now, and Tenzin wasn't going to stop me.
"I'll explain when Korra is safe," I spat. Pushing past him I broke into a full out sprint to the ferry. Hang on Korra, I thought. I love you, I'm coming. Don't give up.
KPOV
Pain. That's all that registered as I opened my eyes. I blinked, trying to get my bearings. I'm in a stone room, no windows, just a wooden door. My hands were tied above my head, the rope attached to a metal ring on the ceiling. My feet were free, but my bending was blocked. There was no furniture in the room, nothing except a drain.
The door swung open, revealing the lieutenant. He smirked as he looked me up and down. "You're quite the sight avatar." I just glared at him. "Although I can see why Mako was so infatuated with you," he continued. I looked away, a deep ache in my chest. He may have betrayed me but he had tried to protect me. I was doing this for him. I wouldn't let them hurt Mako or Bolin.
The lieutenant laughed. "Aw, does that make you sad?" He stepped closer. Tears pricked my eyes, but I couldn't let him see that I was hurting. He would use it against me. Suddenly he was right in front of me. He grabbed my face, forcing me to look at him. My eyes darted around the room, refusing to meet his gaze. "Mako is a great actor, don't you think?" My eyes finally snapped to his.
"You look even more confused," he chuckled.
I finally spoke, "Mako tried to protect me." The lieutenant shook his head, smiling.
He finally let go of my face, but I didn't turn away. "Don't you see Korra? Mako was always on our side. He pretended to be your friend so he could get you by yourself. He even came up with the plan to kidnap you."
"He…planned this? All of it?" I felt like I had been punched in the gut.
"Of course, Mako never loved you."
"But Amon called him a traitor."
"All part of the act." He said his amused grin still in place. "He's probably collecting his reward as we speak."
Rage swirled through me. I had just been a job, an assignment. Our friendship, his feelings for me...all of it was faked. As the rage burned through me I found a new strength. The world needed its avatar, and couldn't go down without a fight. I started struggling. Pulling at the ropes that bound my hands and thrashing around. I kicked out and caught the lieutenant in the stomach, making him stumble back. He hissed in pain and started forward taking out his kali sticks.
I managed to land a few more kicks but his kali sticks dug into my sides. As the electricity coursed through my body he punched me repeatedly across the face. When he was done I hung limp from the ropes. "Had enough avatar?" he sneered.
I looked up feigning strength. "You don't know what I can take."
"Let's find out."
LPOV (Lieutenant)
The avatar finally fell unconscious after an hour. Her face was a mask of bruises and blood and she was burned where I had stuck my kali sticks. Her face showed her pain even in sleep, perfect position for a photo. I opened her cell and told the guard outside to fetch the photographer. I laughed to myself as I imagined Mako's reaction to the picture he would be receiving. It would kill him, and it serves him right, the no good traitorous son of a-. A knock on the door distracted me from my thoughts.
I opened her cell to admit a mousy looking man holding a large camera. "Take it and give it to Amon," I snapped. Amon would take over from there. Oh yes, Mako was going to love this.
A/N: Before a mass of angry maila08/speedy08 fans attack me with pitch forks I want to say that I got my ideas for this chapter from speedy08. She is an amazing author and I encourage you to read her stories if you haven't already. There, I gave credit where credit was due, don't kill me please. Okay on to the story. Sorry for the long wait I was having some writers block. I really need your help. Where do you want the story to go? Is there something you want to see happen? This is for you guys so…help me! Sadly, I cannot read your minds and I need you to tell me the dull boring way. :p Also to encourage reviews I'm going to start giving a shout out (possibly multiple). They will usually be in the beginning but the first one will be here. And the shout out goes to….*Drum roll*…Wild-at-Heart14! I always look forward to receiving your reviews. They are extra special to me. Thank you for the constant encouragement. P.S., Update fighting back! I'm dying to know what happens. Alright, that aside, you guys know what to do. REVIEW :D or pm me with questions.