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Asami's POV

I was at home, visiting my father who as always wasn't there yet. I had finally gone to visit Bo yesterday and I was very happy to see him safe and sound. He had told me about how the Blue Spirit had rescued me and I had managed a smile. Korra was always the hero, even when people didnt know it. I was just finishing the thought when I heard the doorbell ring. I frowned at this and got up to check who it was. When I opened the door however, I was surprised to see a familiar Water Tribe girl, smiling slightly at me. My expression hardened, wondering how she knew I was here and what she wanted.

"What do you want, Korra?"

"To talk to you," she replied nervously.

I sighed and gestured for her to come in. As she did, I noticed there was something…off about her. For the past couple of months she carried herself differently, always on alert but that had been slowly changing and it wasn't hard to guess why. But I knew that when she was around me, she acted even stranger, actually being honest with whatever was on her mind since I found out what she was. It was as if me finding out had freed her, but at the same time burdened her.

"Why so serious?" I asked. "Someone didn't want you putting an arrow or a blade in them today?"

Korra flinched at the accusation in my voice before shaking her head. "I thought it was time we talked," she answered.

"About what?" I inquired. "About me breaking up with Mako? You being a serial killer? We aren't exactly lacking topics."

"Let's start with Mako, since you're still in love with him," Korra said.

"So are you," I replied.

She gave me a weak smile. "I can't be with him, Asami," the Water Tribe girl reminded me. "You know why I can't."

"So what?" I said. "I'm his consolation price? I think I'll pass."

"He isn't anyone's property," Korra answered. "Mako makes his own decisions, and he chose you." I didn't say anything. "Until you couldn't handle it," she added. "Spirits know I'm guilty of a lot of things between us…but not you and him. That's all I came here to say."

With those words Korra got up and headed towards the door. I stayed in place, thinking about what she just said when I heard talking by the door. I walked over and leaned against the door frame, watching my father greet her.

"Hello, Mr. Sato," she said.

"Hello, Korra," my father replied. "I have to say I'm surprised to see you here."

"Asami and I just had a little unfinished business," Korra answered.

"Hmm," he hummed thoughtfully. "I know things have been challenging between you two, but I trust you're working things out?"

Korra took a moment to answer before slowly nodding. "Yes." It was a lie and we both knew it.

Just as she heading out the door she was hit with a dart and stumbled back, looking at me. "Asami," she called.

I ran over to her before watching as my father fell to the ground with a dart as well. I looked up and noticed a hooded figure with a green costume and another dart in hand.

"Sweet dreams," it said before there was a sharp pain in my neck and everything went black.

I groaned as I started to come too, feeling drowsy. I opened my eyes and looked around, noticing that it was an underground warehouse somewhere in the city. I glanced over at my dad who was also coming too before looking for the Water Tribe girl. I found her on the floor a few feet away from me, chains around her wrists instead of the ropes that were on my father and me. It wasn't hard to realize that she had tried to escape…and paid with the blood trailing down her face from the cut at her hairline.

"Asami?" my father called.

"I'm okay, Dad," I replied. "Korra? Korra wake up!"

The brunette moaned as she moved onto her back, letting out a small hiss. I sighed in relief at this. She was alive. Soon after, the hooded figure made an appearance, walking around first to make sure everyone was still tied.

"Hiroshi Sato," it began. "It's time you paid the price for your involvement in Equalists acts."

My eyes widened at this and glanced over at Korra, who seemed as surprised as I was. About a week ago, my suspicions of my father's involvement had grown, and I had even attempted to infiltrate the Equalist movement by attempting to join them. I would have if Korra hadn't intervened. I thought she had done it because she didn't want me involved, but though this was true, there was an even bigger reason. She was protecting me from the truth.

"Please," my father pleaded. "Don't hurt my daughter."

"Tell me what the Endgame is and I won't have to," the hooded archer answered.

He shook his head. The vigilante made its way towards me, fist raised until Korra came practically out of the nowhere and tackled him from the side. Our captor let out a growl as he slammed her onto the ground, hard. The Water Tribe girl let out a grunt at this and he hit her sides repeatedly.

"Stop!" I begged. "Please stop!"

"Then tell your father to tell me about the Endgame," he replied.

I looked over at my father. "Dad, please," I said.

When he didn't answer the hooded figure picked Korra up before punching her in the face, the force powerful enough to knock her down. I fought against my restraints, trying to help her. I gave my father a silent plea, but he remained quiet, not even flinching when he saw the vigilante beat Korra. The hooded figure walked over to me and knocked the chair I was sitting on to the side, making me fall before readying himself to hit me.

"Don't hurt my daughter!" my father yelled.

"Tell me what Amon is planning!"

"I can't tell you!" he shot back.

The vigilante looked over at me, crouching down to my level. "If you know something, say it now, or I can't guarantee your friend's safety," he said.

"I don't know anything," I whispered. "Please, don't hurt her."

The hooded figure didn't say anything as he got up and grabbed Korra by the collar of her shirt, dragging her over and throwing her next to me. I could see a little blood running out of the side of her mouth, and a few scrapes on her face. He readied himself to kick her side again, but I had seen enough.

"Dad!" I begged silently.

"The next kick won't go to her friend," the vigilante warned.

When my father didn't answer the man turned towards me and readied himself. That's when my father spoke.

"He's going to level out the city!" my father finally said. The vigilante stopped and turned to face him. "It's going to be war. Amon is finally going to bring equality to the world, starting with Republic City."

"Why would you get involved in something that will cause the deaths of thousands?" the hooded figure questioned.

My father remained quiet for a moment. "Because a Bender in this city took away the love of my life," he replied, his voice going cold. "And they deserve to die."

"How do I stop it?"

"You can't."

I watched in horror as my father revealed this information. I couldn't believe it…why would my father want to murder hundreds of innocents? Why would he do such a thing? The vigilante walked towards me, a knife in hand.

"I told you what you wanted to know!" my father yelled.

The man bent down and cut the ropes that bound me before throwing a key at me and going to my father to untie him as well. With that being done he left and I quickly grabbed the key and took the chains off Korra. She let out a groan and I soothed her the best I could, telling her everything was going to be okay before helping her stand, and placing an arm under hers.

"Asami," my father called, coming closer to us.

"Don't," I replied. I didn't want him near me, not after what he'd revealed.

"I'm sorry you had to find out this way," he continued. "But I was only doing what was best for you. I always have, you know that."

I shook my head. "I don't know anything about you anymore," I whispered before helping Korra walk out of the building.

Korra's POV

After Asami helped me walk out of the warehouse, I asked her to call Howl for me at Narook's were his sister worked. She had been quiet the entire walk and I could only imagine what she felt. She called a taxi and took me to her apartment, silently cleaning the blood off my face. I wanted to talk to her, to let her know that everything was okay, but it was a lie. Nothing would be okay, and she knew it.

"Asami," I began. "I'm-I'm sorry."

"There's nothing you need to apologize for, Korra," she whispered. "I saw this coming for a long time. I just didn't want to believe it."

"I didn't want you to find out, not like this."

She opened her mouth to speak when the doorbell rang. "That's probably Howl," Asami said, turning away from me.

The sentry walked in moments later and helped me stand. I thanked Asami and she simply nodded before closing the door. I knew it had hurt her more than she cared to admit, and I knew I couldn't do anything to Hiroshi, because it would only hurt her more.

Howl took me back to headquarters were Katara was. The elder's eyes widened at this and quickly ran over to me. I must have been quite the sight.

"You said you weren't going to use too much force," Katara finally growled, looking accusingly at the sentry.

I furrowed my brow until I understood what had happened. I elbowed Howl, knocking him away from me as I used the table for support. The Firebender looked up at me, his eyes apologetic.

"What did you do?" I asked through my clenched teeth.

"You needed to see who Hiroshi really was," he said.

"I already knew who Hiroshi was!" I yelled. "Do you have any idea what you've done? Asami knows about him now!"

That was exactly what I had been avoiding, what I didn't want. I didn't want to hurt my best friend by telling her who her father really, but now there was no going back. But now she knew.

"It was going to happen sooner or later!" Howl snapped. "Better she think that you weren't involved with that. She would have hated you even more than she already does."

"Don't," I said darkly.

"I'm sorry, but it needed to happen," he repeated.

I didn't say anything and he walked over to me get on the table as Katara grabbed water to begin the healing process. I hissed as I lied down, feeling pain on my side. The sentry mumbled an apology before moving aside to let my former master work.

"How are you feeling?" the elder asked after a moment.

"My best friend's dad is involved in a conspiracy with Amon that may have dire consequences for this city," I answered. "And he was responsible for Bolin's disappearance and mine." I stopped there to turn to look at her. "How do you think I feel?"

Katara didn't say anything to this just continued to heal my wounds. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to drift away for the moment.