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Korra's POV

"Get up!" someone shouted at me, grabbing me by the hair.

I ground my teeth together and reluctantly did as I was told. I looked up and saw steam coming from behind the slope. I frowned but was snapped back to my present situation when I was shoved forward. We reached a bridge and went inside a gondola. I looked down, my eyes widening at the sight.

There were dozens of bodies in the boiling water, some of them still alive, trying to reach the shore only to sink and never come back up again. I felt sick and emptied out what had been on my stomach before sitting on the floor. The Lieutenant dragged me my feet again when the gondola came to a stop, pushing me forward.

"Welcome to hell," a large man said. I was truly frightened at this point. "Where you won't be getting out."

"They'll come looking for me," I said with confidence. They would. Katara, Tenzin and my parents wouldn't stop until they found me.

The man laughed at this shaking his head. "Will they?" he asked. "Who would want a drunken, bully, poor excuse of an Avatar like you?"

I clenched my jaw and launched myself at him. A pair of kali sticks were jammed into my back before I even got close enough and I fell on my knees to the floor.

"Aren't you going to Bend at me?" the man taunted. "The poor little girl is nothing without her Bending, is she? Well, here you'll learn the price you'll pay for everything you've done."

Mako's POV

"Korra!" I kept yelling, trying to get her to come to. Howl was hovering around me, trying to figure out what to do. "Go get Katara!" I yelled. He nodded and ran off.

I focused my attention on the shivering form of my ex-teammate. After she'd hit her head, she'd lost consciousness and began to shake, small whimpers escaping her throat now and then. I grabbed a towel and wet it, gently pressing it against her forehead.

"Come on, Korra," I said. "Wake up!"

Korra's POV

I was wearing a blue uniform and had been pushed into a cell with someone else. I banged at the door, yelling at them to let me out. They didn't. When they ignored my cries I started to pace back and forth, glaring at the door. I had to get out of here. That stupid masked revolutionist was going to get it when I got out of here. He was going to see what I was capable of.

"Will you quit doing that," the person I shared the cell with said. I had been in here for almost a week and it was the first time he had spoken to me. I wasn't about to initiate a conversation, everyone came to me, not the other way around.

I hit the door again. "Make me," I replied, continuing to hit the door. He sighed.

"You're only going to make them angry. Quit it."

"Do you know who I am?" I asked indignantly.

He shrugged. "No, but whoever you were, you aren't that person anymore. You're dead to the outside world."

"Why?" I asked. "Why is he doing this?"

"He thinks all Benders are evil," the teen replied. "He wants us to see what he is capable of. A lot of Benders die here every day."

I nodded. So this was going to be a bit more difficult, but I was going to get out of here. This guy messed with the wrong Avatar.

"I'm Aiden, by the way," he said. "I'm sixteen, Earthbender. Or rather, I was an Earthbender."

My expression softened at this. Bolin had been the same age and an Earthbender too. It was my fault he was dead. I knew Mako would want to kill me if he ever found out.

"Ok, Aiden," I said. "Since we're going to be cellmates, not for long, I assure you, I want to tell you something. I'm the Avatar. So when I break out of here, I'll come back for you, how's that?"

Aiden laughed. "No one's ever gotten out of here. Well except a few friends of Avatar Aang's," he replied. "You don't stand a chance. People think this place was shut down so they'll never come looking here and those who do, don't live to tell the tale."

I frowned but shook what he said off. I was going to get out of here that was a promise. The months passed and I hated every single day I was there. The guards tried to get smart with me but I always gave them a run for their money. I began to protect Aiden too. I wouldn't let anyone mess with him. I told myself it was because I liked his company, but I knew the real reason: I wanted a second chance at protecting Bolin and I was using him.

One of the guards pushed him and I pushed the guard back, standing in front of Aiden protectively. Aiden hid behind me, and I could tell he was scared. He had been bullied before and it never ended well for him. The guard grinned at this before shaking his head.

"So the little Avatar wants to protect that stray?" he asked amused. "Well then, we'll just see about that."

I narrowed my eyes at him but the man simply walked away. Later that night, when we were in our cell, Aiden kept glancing at me but wouldn't say anything.

"Korra?"

"Hmm?"

"You think it hurts?" he asked quietly.

"Do I think what hurts?" I asked confused.

"Dying."

I turned to look at him. I could tell he was scared and it probably had something to do with what the guard had said. I needed to keep him at peace.

"Nothing is going to happen," I said. "Now go to bed."

"What is that?" he asked after a while, looking at what I had in my hand.

I swallowed the lump in my throat before looking at the green belt I held in my hand. Somehow it had fallen off Bolin's waist and I had picked it up, hiding it so that they wouldn't take it.

"It was my friends," I replied quietly.

"Korra?"

"Yeah?"

"I don't think it does."

I looked over to him ready to say something when the cell opened and three guards came in, locking the door behind them. The one I had argued with made his way to Aiden and I got up, ready to defend him but the others began to fight me.