Chapter 12
MPOV
I had been out for almost an entire day. That meant that Korra had been missing for 36 hours 13 minutes and 29 seconds. 12 hours 13 minutes and 29 seconds where she didn't know the truth. 12 hours 13 minutes and 29 seconds for Amon to do spirits knows what to her.
Well…I knew. I'd seen Amon's victims after a beating. Bloody, bruised, barely breathing. An image flashed in my head of Korra in this state.
No! I couldn't think like that. I need to be strong. I need to find her.
I had been searching Republic city like a mad man. I swear I've looked in every ally, every street and every apartment; but she was never there.
I stood outside my apartment now, head in my hands. This wasn't supposed to happen. Bo came up behind me and gently put his arm around me.
"We're going to find her, Mako."
"You don't understand!" I snapped. "You've never seen one of his victims before, Bo."
"Mako-"
"No, Bolin," I say shrugging him off and starting to walk away.
"Mako, STOP!" Bolin shouts, stopping me in my tracks. "Listen to me." I turn to face him reluctantly. "You know how Amon works. You know all his hiding spots. Tell the Police, or Tenzin, it will help them locate Korra."
"Don't you think I've checked all those places, Bo?" I say, shaking my head. "Where ever Amon is hiding Korra, he never showed it to me."
KPOV
I open my eyes again, then immediately regret it. My body is in so much pain I can no longer pin point where a single place hurts more or less than another.
I'm in the same position that I was when I first woke up but I'm wet; a feeble attempt to clean me apparently.
I try tugging at my restraints, to no avail. I'm stuck, captured by my worst enemy, and betrayed by the guy that I might have…loved. A lump rises in my throat. NO, Korra! I chide myself. You can't cry, not here.
I resolve to wallow in my hate for Mako; it keeps other emotions at bay. He had lied to me, lied about everything, even his feelings.
The avatar falls in love only once. And I had told him I loved him. Did I waist my love on the enemy?
MPOV
I paced around my little apartment. After having spent the day searching, I should be exhausted; I should be asleep right now but the fear at what they might be doing to her gnawed at my stomach and the guilt for having betrayed her ripped at my heart.
She would know by now that it had all been a ploy; a sick twisted plan to capture her. She must feel so disgusted with me, knowing that I had lied. But in the end it I hadn't been. I truly had feelings for her. I truly cared for her and maybe I might even love her. But it's too late to tell her now. Korra has disappeared and I had no idea how I was going to get her back.
I was pulled from my thoughts as I hear the mail drop down on the hallway mat. Needing a distraction from my thoughts I went to grab it. Sorting through, I came across a letter addressed to me. Carefully opening it I looked inside, finding nothing but a thick piece of folded paper.
I slid it out and gingerly unfolded, only to discover the beaten body of Korra jumping off the page at me. I dropped the photo, but it was too late. I could never un-see her chained body suspended in the air like a piece of meat. The burns, cuts and bruises made bile rise in my throat and I almost screamed aloud. I had done this. I had done this to Korra.
So Yeah...It's short, but I just wanted to let you know I will finish this.