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Hiroshi's POV

I was in my office, taking care of the some lose ends for the Endgame that. Finally my wife's death would be avenged, and Amon would cleanse the city of Bending…forever. My daughter almost joined our cause but that damn vigilante had interrupted and taken her, only to return her later on, unharmed. Shortly after, Asami, the Avatar and I had been kidnapped and interrogated. The other hooded vigilante, the archer called Green Arrow, had forced me to reveal Amon's plan. My daughter hadn't looked me in the eye since.

The phone rang and I picked up, knowing it was Amon checking to see that everything was going according to plan. Surprisingly it was one of his followers, an assistant he had picked up after Lieutenant's untimely death. "Yes, everything is ready," I answered. "I'll see you later today." I paused for a moment. "Can I help you?"

"I'm sorry?" the man on the phone answered.

"I wasn't talking to you," I replied, turning around to find the Blue Spirit with a bow and arrow, ready to fire. I hung up the phone and gave the creature my full attention.

"Hiroshi Sato," the muffled voice said. "You have failed this city…and your daughter."

"And how have I done that?"

"The Endgame," it answered. "It's over, starting now."

I let out a chuckle at this. "There's nothing you can do to stop what's coming," I replied. "And you shouldn't. This city needs this in order for peace to be established." The Spirit said nothing as it drew the arrow further back, ready to fire it. "It needs to be cleansed of the people who have been destroying it."

"Fine," the muffled voice said. "Let's start with you."

With those words it fired the arrow but I managed to move aside, barely evading it. Somehow I knew that it had missed on purpose. It could have easily redirected the arrow but for some reason…it didn't.

"It's ironic, if you ask me," I began, pulling on an electric glove. "A few months ago I tried to kill you and that street rat Firebender, then you saved my life and now you're here trying to kill me." I narrowed my eyes. "You should make up your mind."

"Done," it replied, throwing the bow aside to come and fight me.

Before it could reach me however, Amon came out of the nowhere and kicked them in their side, knocking them back. Both masked figures went head to head, trying to overpower the other. The Blue Spirit kicked the revolutionist's face, cracking the mask before punching him and making it fall completely on the ground. Amon growled at this and threw the Spirit against the wall before it gained advantage again.

I took the opportunity, placing the glove against the middle of its back, a long a powerful current going through it but it still would not fall.

Amon punched the creature several times until it fell on its knees and he sent one final kick to the Spirit's face before it finally fell to the ground. I kneeled beside it and removed the mask, letting out a gasp when I realized it was none other than Asami's best friend…and Avatar.

"Oh, no," I whispered.

"Take her to the underground warehouse," Amon commanded reaching for his mask. He turned to look at me and for the first time I saw what he really looked like. There was burned flesh across it and he covered it once again before sending yet another kick to the girl's side. "And don't underestimate her."

Korra's POV

We had escaped. We had finally gotten out of that hell hole. After finding out that Amon had planned to execute me publicly, Howl Sr. had decided that breaking out was probably our best option. We started to devise a plan, one that involved going on the gondola and getting to the other side. It had actually been my plan for the most part. I knew where the Equalists kept their uniforms and I was sure we could get by unnoticed and we did...for the most part.

The sentry and I passed by the pair guarding the gondolas and informed them we were bringing in a new set of prisoners that were scheduled to arrive. Both figures shared a look, asking for the access code. I froze. I didn't know anything about access codes, or that they even had that in place. Howl Sr. surprised me however, by repeating a long set of numbers and letters. When he finished the guards nodded at us and stepped back, allowing us to get on the gondola. I sighed in relief.

"We aren't out just yet," Howl Sr. whispered to me. "So keep your guard on."

"Relax, Howl," I replied. "I'm just glad we got by those two."

He managed a chuckle at this and soon enough we were on the other side. I looked over the edge and allowed myself to smile. Down by the shore there was a small boat, small enough for two people to sail it. Howl Sr. looked over at me, placing a hand on my shoulder before he was pulled back. I got up, ready to help him fight but he pushed me down the slope, making me roll halfway. I shook my head as I got up, looking to where the sentry was. He was fighting against Amon, maneuvering his way around the revolutionist's attacks.

"Go Korra!" he shouted.

"I'm not leaving you!" I replied, taking off my mask while heading back up.

I noticed that Amon's attacks were becoming more precise and Howl Sr. was having a hard time keeping up with him. The Firebender sent a strong blast at the masked man who barely managed to avoid it before he toppled back. Amon took his opportunity and sank a blade into the sentry's leg. I growled at this and sent a powerful kick at him, knocking him back so that he was dangling on the edge, ready for him to plunge into the boiling water. I quickly helped howl up and made our way to the boat.

"Stubborn fool," he growled when I placed him in it. "Now you'll never get out of here!"

"We will," I assured, turning on the motor just as the rest of the guards were coming down.

I took a step back and let out a strong gust of wind as I instructed Howl Sr. to drive, giving us an extra push. As I saw us get farther and farther from the prison, I couldn't help but smile. We made it! We had finally gotten away! I turned around to face Howl Sr. but something in his face made me turn back and my heart dropped. A large ship was coming our way…and fast.

"You'll never make it," Howl Sr. whispered.

"What's with this 'you' stuff!" I finally snapped. "We're in this together and we are going to make it, we just need to make this boat a little lighter."

He grabbed my arm, making me look at him. "Don't you get it, Korra?" the Firebender shot back. "This whole mission has been about getting you out of here safe and sound. There was never a 'we' in this equation. I knew I wouldn't be going back, but you have to. You have to go back to the city, right your wrongs, my wrongs, and survive!"

I shook my head at this. I couldn't believe it. He had planned this all along, he knew what Amon's reaction would be, yet he still went along with my plan.

"Howl, I can't do this," I answered. "Not alone."

"You won't," Howl Sr. assured. "But for now you'll have to," he added before knocking me over the edge and dropping a piece of wood as well.

I came back up, swimming to the board as I watched him turn the boat around.

"Survive," he instructed.

I let out a gasp as I felt the cold water make contact with my face. I took in a few short deep breaths as my eyes adjusted and scanned my surroundings. I looked up and noticed that my wrists were cuffed above me with chains. I shook my head, remembering what had happened. I had gone to visit Hiroshi, to get him to stop the Endgame, but Amon had shown up and then…nothing. I just remember a strong electric current running through me. I heard a small chuckle and I looked up to find the devil himself walking over to me, Hiroshi next to him.

"I hope I didn't hurt you," the industrialist said, a hint of apology in his voice. "At least I can properly thank you for saving my life." I growled at this. "If I had only known how you were spending your nights," he added with a shake of his head. "My hope is that I can explain everything to you, to help you understand."

"What is there to understand?" I shot at him. "You are a murderer, just like he is," I added, gesturing to the revolutionist.

"No, you see, you still are not understanding-"

"You sentenced me to five years on that forsaken prison!" I continued. "Five years of hell! I lost two people in that prison because of him!" I spat, looking at Amon who watched quietly in the sidelines.

"I've lost people important to me too," Hiroshi replied.

"You wife," I answered. "Do you really think that you are honoring Asami's mother by destroying the city and the Benders in it?"

"As surely as you believe what you are doing with this mask is right," he said, showing me the blue mask.

"Mr. Sato, I think that is enough for now," Amon said, speaking for the first time and taking the mask.

The industrialist nodded and turned away, exiting wherever it was that we were. I watched as the revolutionist studied me through the slits of his mask. I growled at this, moving the chains around, trying to find a way to break free and give him what he deserved.

"Your struggle is futile," he said. "So I'd stop if I were you." I didn't say anything and I didn't stop. "I still remember your friend, Howl, was it? The sentry that somehow managed to infiltrate the prison. He was quite clever, but a fool to think that one person, a single person could bring down what I have worked on for years."

"I will stop you," I said through my clenched teeth.

He chuckled at this, shaking his head and I could tell he thought my words were spoken in naively. They weren't. Not anymore. I wasn't that spoiled brat that didn't think, I was a different person, and he had something else coming for him if he underestimated me.

"You can't beat me, Avatar," Amon finally said. "Yes you're younger, and you're faster, yet…you always seem to come up short against me." My jaw clenched at this.

"Do you want to know why?" I could practically see the smirk behind the mask, he was taunting me, but at the same time I knew he was right. Somehow I always came up short, and I hated it. "Because you don't know, deep down, in your heart what you are fighting for, what you are willing to sacrifice." He stopped there to step closer to me. "And I do."

I didn't say anything to this. What could I say? Obviously he had something I didn't have. There was no arguing against it.

"No one can stop what's coming," Amon continued as he backed away. "Not even the Blue Spirit," he added, tossing the mask aside.