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Korra's POV

After weeks of recuperating and long healing sessions, I was finally able to train again. My parents worried that I was pushing myself but I assured them that I was completely healed, and I was. For once in a long time I had actually stayed in bed, and waited for everything to heal properly.

I arrived at my training grounds, running up and down the bleachers, exercising my body once again. I had to admit that despite the time I spent doing nothing, I wasn't that out of shape. As I did chin ups, my mind flashed to that night, the night I had almost died, the night the fake Amon had almost killed me. I shook my head, trying to get the thought to go away, but it didn't.

I knew he was an imposter. The Amon I knew, the real one, relished in slow torture. He'd carve you up; let you slowly bleed out before he would allow you peace. He enjoyed playing with his prey.

Finally I got to the spinning gates and I practiced a few moves before pushing forward, but nothing happened. I clenched my jaw at this before trying again, only to get the same results. I crossed my arms behind my head, taking slow and deep breaths to relax when Howl came in.

"How you doing?" he asked. "Practice went well?"

I didn't respond, instead I started doing pushups. The sentry sighed at this, walking over to where I was. I simply continued to ignore him.

"Korra, what are we going to do?"

"About what?"" I replied with a grunt.

"The list," Howl answered. "Last time I checked, there were a couple more names you needed to cross out."

"Those people aren't going anywhere," I said, switching one arm push-ups. "Besides, I need to start spending more time with Jason."

The sentry simply nodded before going about own workout. When I finished, I pulled on the off-grey sweater I had and headed back home. I had an Airbending block; that much was obvious. It looked like I really was a Nonbender now.

Mako's POV

A man's brother had been murdered by a bunch of Equalists. He had been tortured, burned, and then beaten to death. His body had been found floating in the bay, and every 'led' we had, lead us to a dead end. Not even the Chief was coming up with clues about where these guys might be hiding. I didn't think anyone could except…the Blue Spirit.

The Spirit had helped me on a previous case, providing much needed evidence to exonerate an innocent man. In those days we would meet up on the rooftop but lately the creature had been…quiet. For a few months now, the newspapers had declared him or her dead from their lack of activity. I was starting to think that as well.

I decided to try my luck and went to the top of the building. It must have been an hour or so before I caught sight of them and I waved at it, trying to get its attention. The creature turned to look at me and hesitantly came over to me. The Spirit raised an archery bow and sent an arrow to the building that I was on, a rope at the end of it, which they used to get on my side.

I frowned. What happened to the Airbending skills it had?

"I didn't think I'd see you tonight," I admitted. "No one has seen you for a while. Where have you been?"

"Why do you need me?" the muffled voice asked. The way it moved, something was off. Usually the creature had a certain lightness to its steps, but now its posture was heavy, drained even.

"A man's brother was found dead in the bay a few days ago," I explained. "He isn't the first body we've found. There is a band of Equalists torturing Benders and then killing them."

"So you're asking one killer to find another?" the Spirit questioned. I straightened at this. "I heard what you told the Chief of Police about me, that I'm a cold hearted killer. That I have no remorse."

"Do you?" I said, stepping closer. The Spirit didn't answer and I held out the file. "If what I think is true, these guys aren't going to stop, and we need to bring those killers to justice."

"I'll see what I can do," was all the muffled voice said as they took the file before jumping off the roof.

I let out a sigh. Bei Fong was going to have my head if she ever found out. But we needed to find these guys fast, and I didn't want any more innocent lives to be lost.

Howl's POV

I was at headquarters, working out as I usually did. After Korra was injured, I had started taking shifts as the Blue Spirit, using the Dao blades instead of my Bending, for obvious reasons. Just as I was finishing up my routine, the young Avatar walked in, a small smile on her face. I raised a brow at this, she hadn't smiled in a long time, and when she did it was just to ease her parents or Jason. But I could see the turmoil in her eyes once again. She had an Airbending block and we knew who was the cause of it.

"Mako reached out to the Blue Spirit, last night," she said, putting her bag on the table.

"Really?" I asked surprised. "I thought he didn't really like your way of doing things?"

"He says that there is a group of Equalists torturing and killing Benders," the young Avatar said, handing over the file in her hand.

"Shouldn't be too hard to track down," I said as I skimmed through the paperwork.

"Think you can get a lead?"

"Yeah," I answered. "I have a few friends that might know where these people are."

Korra took the mask out of her bag, starring at it for a long time before putting it away again. She leaned against the desk, looking deep in thought before slowly turning to look at me, her gaze not meeting mine.

"If you find anything," she began. "Send it to the police."

"The police?" I asked. "Isn't the whole idea about being a vigilante that you do the police's job?" The girl didn't say anything, just stared at me blankly. "You know, Korra, you've been spending a lot of time around here lately. I thought that after six weeks, you'd be anxious to put that mask back on."

"I promised Jason I'd teach him some more Firebending," Korra replied, avoiding the subject. "I'll see you on the island later," she added, turning to leave.

I shook my head at this. Looked like we were back at square one.