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Hiroshi's POV
I was in my home, getting everything ready for the upcoming battle, grabbing anything I might need when we took over the city. As I packed, however, I couldn't help but think about what the Avatar had told me moments before Amon and I subdued her.
'You have failed this city…and your daughter.' Since the day she had found out my involvement in the Equalist movement, she hadn't been able to look at me in the eye.
A noise snapped me away from my thoughts and I looked up to find my daughter, standing by the door. I gulped nervously and stopped what I was doing to give her my full attention. She stepped towards me, yet keeping her distance, intertwining her hands together before speaking.
"No more lies, Dad," Asami whispered. "The endgame…we need to stop it. Tell me where Korra is."
I looked at her for a long time before shifting my attention back to the paperwork I was trying to pack away in a bag. "Everything I have ever said or done has been to protect you and avenge your mother," I simply replied.
"What about all the Bender's in this city? The one's that could get killed because of that lunatic's obsession?"
"They deserve to die!" I finally snapped, looking up at her. "All of them! The way she died!" My daughter jumped at the sound of my voice, taking a step back. "People passed by your mother while she bled out and did nothing to save her! Why should I care about them?"
She shook her head. "What you are doing isn't right. Mom would hate you for what you have become."
I clenched my jaw. "How dare you!" I growled. "Benders killed your mother! You are betraying her memory!"
"No, I'm not," Asami replied gently. "Mom wanted to help low income Benders who were being discriminated against as much as Nonbenders because they didn't have a big and powerful name like yours."
"Stop," I said.
"Do you really think I could even look at you again, knowing that you sacrificed thousands of lives in my name?" my daughter continued. "If you really love Mom like you say you do, then you will end this madness. She wouldn't want this and deep down, you know that." I could feel the tears coming as she spoke. Spirits knew how much I loved my wife. "Please Dad," she begged. "Help me find Korra and stop Amon."
I opened my mouth to speak but the phone rang. I cleared my throat and answered the phone, Amon on the other line. I nodded my head as he talked to him and whispered a 'yes' and 'I see' here and there before hanging up.
"What's going on?"
"Amon accelerated his plans," I revealed. "The Endgame is happening tonight."
"Where is Korra?!" she yelled. "Tell me where she is!"
"She's in my underground warehouse," I finally whispered. "Under the lab I use to work on the Satomobiles." My daughter gave me a nod and made her way out. "Where are you going?" I asked.
"Somebody in this family needs to put an end to this," Asami replied, turning to look at me. "Whatever the cost," she added before leaving.
Asami's POV
I hadn't spoken a word to my dad after I found out he was planning on leveling the city, but when Howl came to me asking if I knew where Korra was, I knew something had happened to her; something that my father might've been involved in. I asked him to go back to headquarters, assuring him I would go to him the minute I knew where she was. He reluctantly agreed and I went off to look for my father.
After I confronted my father about what he was doing, and how I would not stand with him, he seemed to soften a bit and revealed Korra's location to be in the hidden underground warehouse he had in the property and I quickly took off towards it. When I arrived however, I noticed two guards in the front door and I knew I had to think fast in order to get inside. I needed to get Korra out of here.
"My father sent me to take care of the prisoner," I said as I walked up to them.
"What prisoner?" one asked.
"The Avatar," I replied. "Also known as the Blue Spirit."
Both guards shared a look before moving aside and opening the door for me. I waited till I was a good distance away before letting out a sigh of relief. Two guards down.
As I made my way deeper into the tunnel I started to hear grunts and what sounded like a fight. I quickly picked up my pace and ran towards the source, realizing it was Korra, trying to fight her way out. I ran up to the man she was fighting with before sending a kick to his head, knocking him out cold.
She leaned against the wall, panting hard but readying herself to fight. I saw the relief in her eyes when she realized it was me. I ran over to her and hugged her tightly, thanking the Spirits again because she was okay. I helped her sit down for a bit, giving her water from the canteen I had brought, watching as she eagerly drank it. I told her everything was going to be okay now.
"Asami," Korra said after a minute. "You came to rescue me?"
"I'm sorry, Korra," I whispered. "I'm sorry for the way I've been treating you."
"You don't have to be."
"I was angry, I was jealous," I continued. "I thought of you as a monster, but I didn't realize that I was the monster."
"You're not a monster," my best friend countered placing a hand over mine and giving it a tight squeeze. "No one is. Not even your father. The only monster here is Amon."
I gave her a weak smile. "Come on, I have to get you out of here," I said, helping her stand again.
Just as we were almost out of the warehouse, our path was blocked with several Equalists. Korra stopped leaning on me and readied herself to fight though we both knew she was in no condition to do so. I readied myself too, determined to have her get out of here, even if it would be the last thing I did. Before any of us could make a move however, a series of arrows were fired and the Equalists began to drop like flies.
Once they were all cleared out of the way, a green hooded figure came into view. "I thought you'd need my help," he said in an oddly cheerful tone. "You really need to stop hanging out with the wrong crowd."
Korra chuckled a little beside me while shaking her head. "Where's the fun in that?" she replied before looking at me. "Thank you," my best friend said. "Both of you," she added.
