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A chance encounter turns Korra from pro-bending spectator to pro-bending star. With her new teammates, Mako and Bolin, the Fire Ferrets earn a place in the championship tournament. But meanwhile, an anti-bending revolution brews in Republic City. Who are the Equalists? And what nefarious plan does the mysterious man behind the mask have in store for our hero?
In the Pro-bending Arena, Bolin, Mako, and Korra all occupied the gym with today's worn out training gear. Tossing a large ball between themselves, Bolin and Korra perfected their throwing rhythm. "What's the big idea with making me train this early in the morning?" Korra said, visibly dismayed. She caught the ball with a large slap and whispered, "The morning is evil."
"We're the rookies, so we get the worst time slot in the gym." Korra tossed the ball at him, Bolin easily catching it as per their rhythm. Bolin lined up and returned the pass, but Mako jumped in between them and snatched the ball from the air.
"And you're the rookiest of us all. We gotta get you up to speed if we wanna survive in the tournament," Mako explained, flinging the ball right into the square of Korra's chest. "Deal with it."
Mirroring Mako's annoyed tone, Korra caught the ball. "You deal with it!" She hurled the ball into his stomach, hitting him so hard that he flew backward into a flip and landed on his back with loud groans. Korra placed sturdy hands on her hips and smiled at her handiwork as Bolin tried to hold in his laughter as he helped his brother up. Glancing over her shoulder, Korra noticed someone walk into the gym and proceeded to snap to get the boys' attention.
"There are my little hard-working street urchins. It's an honor to finally meet you, Avatar." The stranger placed his hand on Korra's shoulder, the latter gently moving his hand off of her.
"And you are...?" Korra asked in a strained voice.
Taking off his hat in order to greet her, the man bowed a bit. "Butakha. I run this whole Pro-bending shebang." He adjusted his hat to make sure it returned to its snug place on his head and fished around in one of his pockets. Mako walked up to the man, stretching out his hand with fidgeting fingers as Butaha placed a wad of cash into it. "Here's your winnings from the last match. Ah ah ah, not so fast. Don't put it away yet. First, you owe me for the Avatar's new gear, gym and equipment rentals from last month, rent on your apartment, and a personal loan for groceries." Mako stared sadly down into his now empty hand and turned with exasperated brows to his baby brother.
"What? I'm a growing boy!" Bolin rubbed his stomach, Pabu perching himself on Bolin's shoulders with an innocent look.
"Oh, and one more small item of business: The Fire Ferrets need to ante up thirty-thousand yuans for the championship pot."
"Thirty-thousand yuans?!" Bolin's eyes blanked as he leaned forward, unable to tell if he heard right. Pabu tightened his tail around Bolin's neck for support as Butakha placed a cold hand on Mako's shoulder, the firebender shaken at the news.
"Sorry, kids. You got 'til the end of the week to come up with the dough, or else you're out of the tournament." Boling feebly attempted to reach after Butakha as he walked out of the gym, turning his attention to Korra once she walked up to them.
"You wouldn't happen to have a secret Avatar bank account overflowing with gold, would you?"
Pulling out her empty pockets with a sympathetic frown, Korra softly said, "I got nothing. I've never really needed money. I've always had people taking care of me."
Picking up the ball they were practicing with and placing it in a bag, Mako muttered, "Then I wouldn't say you have nothing."
"Sorry, I didn't mean-"
Bolin waved his arms in front of him. "No, it's alright. It's just that ever since we lost our parents, we've been on our own." Korra's guilty eyes melted into a compassionate look as she lightly squeezed Bolin's shoulder.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't know."
"How could you?" Bolin patted her hand with a smile and moved to help Mako in tidying up the gym.
Pressing his eyes tightly together at the mention of their parents, Mako let out a quick breath and zipped the last bag they had. He picked them up and swung them over his shoulder. "Nevermind that right now. How are we gonna come up with the money?"
"Oh, oh, I got it! I got it!" Bolin dipped down to encourage Pabu to move into his open palms and held him up for the other two to see. "I've been trying Pabu to do circus tricks. Now people would pay good money to see that!"
"You cannot be serious."
Sighing, Mako said, "Come on, Bolin. We need serious ideas to make this money."
"I was serious." Pabu chittered softly as he said that, Bolin pulling him close with a downcast pout.
"Don't worry about it. I'll figure something out. I always do, right guys?" Mako gave Pabu a light scratch before ruffling his brother's hair with a strained smile. He strode out of the gym, Korra eyeing him with a pained look as Bolin rumbled over his thoughts with a determined look.
In Central City Station, Bolin's rumbling thoughts came to fruition as he sat at the base of a Fire Lord Zuko statue, donning a flashy jacket and a fake mustache. Waving his arms excitedly behind Pabu who stood patiently on a can in a lime green jacket, Bolin tried to appeal to the passersby in the station. "Come one, come all. See Pabu the fantastic fire ferret as he crosses the Ladder of Peril upside down!....psst, psst," Bolin whispered frantically to a preoccupied Pabu who was simply licking his paws. At the signal, Pabu jumped onto a small bridge plant that Bolin had strategically set up and started walking across it on his front paws. Cheering him on, Bolin encouraged, "Big finish, buddy. Stick the landing. Tada!" Pabu flipped off and landed on only one of his front paws, a singular coin being found into a cup that Bolin had placed in front of their demonstration.
"Thank you, ladies and gentlemen! You are too kind! Seriously, too kind! You can come back here and put money right in this- Oh, okay, that's fine, that's fine. One yuan down, twenty-nine thousand nine-hundred and ninety-nine more to go." Shaking his cup and hearing barely anything dampened his spirits, and Bolin threw his head back in frustration as a red car pulled up beside him and rolled down its window.
"Bolin, is that you?"
Dejectedly, Bolin answered, "Oh, hey there, Shady Shin."
"Heard you're a big-time pro-bending player now. Not bad." Shady Shin stepped out of his car, walking over to Bolin with a hunched back and his hands in his pockets.
"Uh...thanks?"
Coughing deep in his throat and chucking out a bit of spit, Shin turned to Bolin with a slack jaw. "So listen, I got an offer for ya: Lightning Bolt Zolt is lookin' to hire some extra muscle."
"Uh, I don't know, Shin. Mako told me to stay away from the Triple Threats." Bolin faltered, pulling Pabu closer to him.
"Pff, your brother ain't the boss of you." Shin tilted his head to the side with a sly grin. "It's just a little security work. Nothin' crooked." Bolin gasped in awe at a wad of cash that now looked up at him from his cup. Shin had tossed some money to Bolin from his pocket and smiled confidently as he kneeled down to Bolin with an outstretched hand. "You game?" Bolin tapped his fingers repeatedly against his cup, various options presenting themselves to him, but there was only one that mattered: at least just this once Mako wouldn't have to do it on his own. So, he accepted Shady Shin's outstretched hand and slid gently into the open passenger-side door that had been offered to him.
Coming up the stairs into an attic, Mako wiped his forehead with a sigh. Being trapped in a room full of lightning generation wasn't fun and made him so warm that he felt like not even artic waters could cool him. But, it needed to be done for his brother so he was going to pay whatever price was necessary.
"Bo, I'm back and I picked up your favorite dumplings!" Mako waved the bag he was carrying, a quiet nag in the back of his mind telling him how unusual it was that Bolin wasn't already on his way down here considering that the surprisingly warm and spicy smell of the dumplings was normally enough to get his attention. Reaching into the bag to grab a dumpling, Mako sagged down onto their couch with an exhausted sigh. "I found some work down at the power plant. Made some decent money. Bolin? You here, bro?" Mako looked around his apartment with confused glances, his eyes landing on the view of Air Temple Island from the window across from him.
With an amused smile, Mako figured Bolin had developed quite the liking to the Avatar. "Huh, I bet the little lovebird is making a house call."
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"Good. Light on your feet!" Jinora praised. Korra was currently weaving her way through the spinning panels of the newly refurbished airbending tool, Ikki and Jinora directing gusts of wind to make them spin for her. Korra turns out on the other die, not being touched by the panels once, with her hands on her knees in order to catch her breath. The two girls smile at her success, opening their mouths to congratulate her again before their eyes catch a figure moving behind her. Leaning a bit to their left, they catch a glimpse of Mako approaching Korra, Jinora's face spreading into a wide smirk.
"Ooh, he's cute. Korra, is that the handsome firebender boy that drives you crazy?" Jinora teased Korra with a sing-song voice. Korra shot her head up at them, glancing back even faster just to see Mako actually walking up to them.
Ikki giggled profusely at Korra's wide-eyes. "Does he drive you crazy in a bad way, or does he drive you crazy like you like him?" Korra glares at them with embarrassment, catapulting them into the air by raising the earth underneath them just as Mako pulled up to her. Jinora and Ikki quietly laugh at her as they softly land with their airbending, Korra clearing her throat with red ears as she turned to face Mako.
"Oh. Hey...Mako." Korra coughed awkwardly in the middle of her sentence, her attempt to play it cool failing miserably. Luckily for her, Mako didn't notice.
"You seen Bolin?"
"Nice to see you, too. And no, I haven't seen him since practice. Think something's wrong?" Korra crossed her arms with a worried expression.
Shaking his head, Mako looked to the side at an oddly tall tree for an island. At least, in his opinion. "I don't know. Bolin has a knack for getting into stupid situations." He paused, looking at Korra with an unsure expression for a few moments then turning away. "Well, see you later." Korra furrowed her brows at his abrupt changes, briefly glancing down before raising her hand as she called after Mako.
"Wait, I could, uh...help you look for him," Korra suggested.
"Nah, I got it."
"Hey, cool guy, let me help you." Korra grabbed his arm with a bright smile, her eyes lighting up as she got an idea. "We can take Naga!"
"Who's Naga?" Mako looked down at Korra, his breath hitching as he noticed her hand still touching him.
Proudly pointing to herself, Korra unconsciously kept her hand on Mako's arm. "One of my best friends. And a great tracker."
Riding on top of Naga through the streets of Republic City underneath the hazy glow of the street lights gave Mako a quick moment to really think about what Korra had said. "One of your best friends is...a polar bear-dog. Somehow, that makes perfect sense."
"I'll take that as a compliment, city boy," Korra hummed happily as her eyes scanned around what she had learned was Central City Station. Sliding off of Naga with Mako, Korra catches what seems like a side-eye and dissatisfied grunt from her animal companion. Turning with her nose stuck in the air, Naga went off to sniff the base of the statue of Fire Lord Zuko while Korra gaped at her sass.
"Naga, what's with the-"
"Well this is his usual hangout," Mako interrupted. Wincing, he turned back to Korra for a split second. "Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt."
"No, no, you're good," Korra waved him off, suspiciously watching Naga as she moved to join Mako in asking around for Bolin.
"You guys seen my brother around here today?" Mako asked hopefully.
"Perhaps. My memory's a little...foggy. Maybe you can help clear it up." One of the kids that Mako had walked up to had answered him, his hand now outstretched in a suggestive manner.
Scratching his wrist with a thin smile, Mako lifted his hand to dig around in his back pocket for a yuan bill. "You're good, Skoochy. Humph, a real pro." Korra looked upon their interaction with a downturned look, not expecting this on their hunt for Bolin.
"Yeah, I seen him."
"When?"
"About noon."
"What was he doing?" Mako's arms were now crossed, his foot wanting to tap repeatedly at the reluctance of Skoochy to be helpful in any way.
"He...he was performing. Some kind of monkey, rat circus thing. And then..." He rubbed his fingers together with an obnoxious grin Mako groaning so dramatically as he took out another yuan bill that people started looking at them weirdly.
"And then what? Why did he leave?"
Taking the bill with a firm grasp, Skoochy leaned in closer, the back of his hand against the side of his mouth. "Shady Shin showed up and flashed some serious cash. Bo took off with him in his hot rod. The Triple Threats? The Red Monsoons? The Agni Kais? All the triads are muscling up for something real big. Now that's all you're getting outta me!" Skoochy, ignoring Mako's devastatingly worried face because he simply didn't care, turned and ran off with his cash, his friends running after him.
"What's he talking about?" Korra questioned, standing in front of Mako and finding herself becoming increasingly worried at his worry.
"Sounds like there's a turf war brewing and Bolin's about to get caught right in the middle of it."
The two hopped back onto Naga, riding with her past several trolleys as they followed directions that Korra felt like Mako knew a little too well.
"So where are we headed?" Korra had adopted a pragmatic outlook for this trip considering her lack of knowledge on what was going on, and she pulled on Naga's reins as the polar bear-dog ran towards a bridge ahead of them.
"The Triple Threat Triad's headquarters. Hopefully Bolin's there and nothing's gone down yet."
"The Triple Threat Triad? I beat up some of those yahoos when I got into town. Why would Bolin get tangled up with-" Korra got cut off as Naga lurched forward, the faint gleam of the red of a fire ferret making her dash through the streets and take a sharp right turn.
"Whoa, Naga!" Korra pulled tightly on her reins to try and halt her, Naga not being fazed at all as she turned a corner around a building and approached a fire ferret that had climbed up a street light.
"Wait, that's Pabu!" Mako pointed out, raising his index finger.
"No, Naga! Pabu's a friend, not a snack." Naga started panting, sticking her tongue out of her mouth as Pabu scurried down the pole of the street light to touch their noses together. He then jumped on her head and ran down her back, making his way to Mako's shoulder where he comfortably seated himself.
After briefly nudging Pabu with a smile, Mako returned his attention as to what a Bolin-less Pabu meant. "We gotta hurry." Standing outside the Triple Threat headquarters under the foggy sky made everything seem ominous as they approached the door with attentive caution. "Something's not right. There's usually people posted out front. We better be smart about this." Mako slinked around in the shadows, peering slowly over the edge of the window in the entrance before signaling for Korra to follow his lead. Seeing that they were going to find out about their presence eventually, Korra kicked the double doors off of their hinges. Mako shook his head at the loud commotion she caused, following her silently into an empty room with hands primed for action.
"Bolin? You in here?" The furniture around the room was broken, and as they looked around they got more questions than answers. A truck's engine roared from outside, the two benders quickly tuning to each other then running to the door on the other side of the room. They crash through the door, finding themselves back outside just as a truck and five motorcycles begin to drive off. The back door of the truck was still wide open, Mako and Korra getting a look at Bolin and Shady Shin tied and gagged in the back before a masked figure leaned over the top of the truck to shut the doors. Running after the strangers, Mako yelled, "Bolin!"
Another two masked figures tossed a couple of smoke grenades behind them, a thick and heavy green smoke flooding Korra and Mako's vision as they speed off on their motorcycles. Coughing repeatedly from the dense smoke, they covered their mouths and Korra called out for her animal friend. "Naga, come!" Running again in the directions that they last saw the motorcycles go off in, Mako and Korra both grab onto Naga as she raced by and hungrily taking in breaths as they emerge from the smoke-filled alley. Mako sent a fire blast at the motorcyclists, their swerves leaving them unprepared for when Korra cracked the earth as she raised her arms. Landing safely after being catapulted into the air by one of Korra's earth bending ramp, one of the motorcyclists signaled to another to fall back and ride right next to Naga. Throwing something at Naga's heels, the polar bear-dog's feet were tied together by a rope, and she crashed into the ground, Mako and Korra being sent flying into the ground as well.
Getting up onto her knees, Korra looks to see Mako slide to a halt on his back with long winces of pain. The two motorcyclists swiftly jumped off of their bikes in rapid twists, landing opposite of Mako and Korra and prepping their stances. One of the riders made her way up to Korra, running at her with no hesitation to which Korra ignited her fist as she stood up. She threw a large fire blast at her, the woman agilely jumped over the stream of heat and ran back at Korra with straightened hands. Aiming for the chi paths at Korra's neck, her arm was pushed aside by Korra's left-hand which gave her another opening for a fire blast. The woman ducked under Korra's attack, locking their arms and dodging another fire punch by leaning back. Korra was knocked to the side due to their interwoven limbs and used this to spin around with a fire kick. Moving to the left to evade her leg, the woman wraps her own foot around Korra's as the Avatar goes in for another high fire kick at the chi blocker's head. The woman then delivered four punches to Korra's side and uncurled their legs, backing away as Korra staggered with a grunt and wide eyes at her now numb right side.
Madly charging at the woman with her left hand ablaze despite not being able to feel half of her, Korra aims blast after blast that the woman nimbly dodges. Mako was having similar struggles as his right arm was immobilized, but he didn't have time to think about it as he swung a wide fire punch at his oncoming opponent. The other chi blocker ducked under this and twisted himself behind Mako's back, hitting the firebender with several punches to his unguarded left side. Korra is dealt the same blow and with simultaneous two-foot kicks to the chest, the pair was flung back with heavy thuds and rough grunts. Tugging at her restraints, Naga growled at their attacker rushing quickly towards them as she broke free. The chi blockers stop their approach to Mako and Korra, dropping their twirled weapons to their sides and making a break for their motorcycles, Amidst the barks behind them, the two jump up and hurl more smoke grenades behind them, heading off on their motorcycles out of the thick green smog. Pabu followed Naga's lead and squeaked repeatedly at the retreating people, deciding as they sped off to crawl up Mako's leg and onto his shoulder as him and Korra slowly pushed themselves up off of the ground.
"Ugh, I can't bend. I can't bend!" Korra panicked, punching desperately before her. Her other arm draped over Naga's head, the polar bear-dog nudged her moving arm and licked it with what one would suppose is comfort.
"Calm down, it'll wear off. Those guys were chi blockers. They're Amon's henchmen." Mako pulled his right glove tighter around his hand, his face taught and stern yet still calm.
"Amon? That anti-bending guy with a mask?"
"Yeah, he's the leader of the Equalists," Mako explained, petting Pabu softly. He started walking off a bit, his steps turning into pacing as he steadily drifted from calm to unbelievably stressed.
"What do they want with the Triple Threats?" Korra asked, her mind becoming dizzy as she followed Mako's movements. Closing her eyes for a moment, she pulled Naga closer to her and choked back some bile. Maybe that wasn't the best thing to do after going numb.
"Whatever it is can't be good. Urgh, can't believe Bolin got himself into this mess!" He rubbed his forehead harshly, the skin turning a bright red as Korra silently pleaded for him to stop pacing. Muttering to himself, Mako added, "And it's probably because of me too."
Not hearing the last thing he said, Korra finally found her bearings and was able to stand up by herself and not have to fight the urge to topple over. Placing a hand on the shoulder that Pabu was not perched on, Korra reassured, "Mako, we are going to save your brother. I promise you that."
"Thanks, Korra. And are you okay? You seemed a little off just a second ago. You've never been chi blocked before, have you?" Mako's tone softened as Korra waved him off repeatedly, making her way slowly back onto Naga.
"Pssh, no I'm fine now, we can just ignore me needing to hurl every five seconds. Yeah, let's talk about you. You know, you apparently having been chi blocked before. What's up with that? Hmm?" Korra deflected, her eyelids fluttering for a split second as she got situated. Mako chuckled under his breath, easing his way onto Naga much faster than Korra did.
"Okay, I'll never bring it up again, but you'll have to remind me to tell you about all the times I've been taken down by chi blockers. It's one too many for me personally, but from what I know about you, I think you and Bolin will get a kick out of the stories."
Korra nudged Mako behind her with a sarcastic smile. "Wow, you have me figured out already, city boy."
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"We've been out all night, and no sign of him." Naga stopped, yawning as Korra rubbed the spot underneath her ears. Mako rubs his eyes, his neck very warm and vibrating from a passed out Pabu and his soft snores.
"We've gotta keep looking, but where?" They shut their eyes in disappointment and exhaustion, weighing both when they would finally get Bolin back and when were going to sleep.
Suddenly springing up and forcing her eyes open, Korra determinedly turned to Mako. "I have an idea!" Hoisting up Naga's reigns, they take off and end up in Republic City Park, Naga setting herself up next to a fountain to lap at the water. Pabu awoke at the stop that they made, moving down to Naga's head to take a drink of water as well. Mako and Korra sat by the fountain, leaning against it as they took a much-needed rest.
"The first day I got into town, I ran into an Equalist protester over there." She pointed across from them, her eyes glinting despite her sleepiness at the thought of that stupid, obnoxious little man's face.
Partially opening his eyes, Mako turned to Korra while stifling a yawn. "You think they'll know where Bolin is?"
"I don't know, but it's our only lead right now." Naga, finished with her refreshing drink, wedged her way behind them, curling up onto the ground with a satisfied snort. Mako pressed his back into Naga, whispering soft praise to her for her extremely soft fur as he folded his arms and closed his eyes again. Korra brought her knees to her chest, looking around at the empty park with an uncomfortable look as she wrestled with whether she should say what was on her mind.
Naturally, she said what was on her mind. "So...why is Bolin running around with the Triple Threat Triad anyway?" She picked at the laces on her boots, looking at Mako expectantly.
"Well, we...we used to do some work for them back in the day.," Mako said as he shuffled a bit, uncomfortable about the question. Korra didn't quite catch his discomfort but instead focused on the evasive sounding tone he had.
"What? Are you some kind of criminal?"
"No! You don't know what you're talking about!" Mako protested defensively. Korra continued to stare at him with unconvinced eyes leading Mako to groan in annoyance. He leaned back onto Naga, huffing, "I just ran numbers for them and stuff. We were orphans out on the street so I did what I had to do to survive and protect my little brother."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" Korra paused, realizing that explaining herself wasn't important right now. "It must have been really hard. Can I ask what happened to your parents?"
"They were mugged by a firebender. He cut them down right in front of me. I was eight." He pulled the red scarf that had been loosely hanging on his shoulders tighter, bringing it over his mouth and pressing it lightly against his lips. Just enough for him to inhale a faint scent on the fabric and remember where it came from.
"Mako..."
"Bolin's the only family I have left. If anything happened to him, I don't know what I'd do." He swiped his thumbs underneath his eyes, heaving a sigh as he re-relaxed himself against Naga. His right hand fell to the ground and began picking at the stalks of grass that tickled his palm. Korra made herself comfortable against Naga, too, and dropped her hand down to give Mako's a soft squeeze.
"You didn't have to tell me that, but I'm glad you felt that you were able to. We'll find him and he'll be safe and sound."
"Thank you, Korra. I-I'm sure he will be," Mako faltered. He tried his best to be optimistic, giving Korra a kind smile before shutting his eyes against the bright pale light of the moon.
The loud blare of a voice through a megaphone awoke Korra, the girl knowing exactly what stupid little man that the voice belonged to. Opening her eyes with sharp brows, Korra moved to sit up, her body going still as she felt the weight of Mako's head pushing down on hers. Mako now awake at Korra's movements turns to look down at what was the matter and locked eyes with Korra. Staring directly into each other's eyes for a few beats, they scramble away in embarrassment, Korra even letting out a screech at their proximity, all the while the guy with the megaphone continued to ramble away.
"Equality now! Equality now! We want equality now!"
"I-I...er...eheh, humm, hmmehem." Korra began spewing out a bunch of random and incoherent sounds, rounding out her sentence (well, you couldn't even call it that, but let's be generous) with an awkward grin, Mako just staring blankly at her.
"Nonbenders of Republic City..."
Coughing in order to try and move the situation away from whatever was happening with them, Korra pointed at the megaphone guy, her face falling into a scowl. "That's him."
"Amon calls you to action! Take back your city! It's time for the..." Gasping as he sees Korra stalking towards him, the protester gripped his megaphone tighter while a civilian next to him developed weary eyes. Despite Korra's unamused expression, the protester stood his ground. "It's you again! You cannot silence me, Avatar!" Korra swatted away his megaphone, the shattered pieces that now decorated the ground making the protester gulp.
"Shut your yapper and listen up. My friend got kidnapped by some chi blockers. Where'd they take him?" Korra demanded.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." As you can imagine, his arms were tightly crossed and his nose was up in the air. Classic uncooperative behavior.
"Oh, I think you do," Korra said threateningly. She lifted her leg, slamming it down with a kick that sent the earth underneath the protester and the civilian man next to him flying. The two landed, just as the table that the protester was on top of did, leaflets raining down over them and the rest of the gathered people in the park. The protester started grumbling to himself as he stretched his arms after his untimely fall, picking up leaflets with the help of those around him. Mako felt one drop on his head, the sharp corner poking him and making him scrunch up in pain.
Grabbing the paper, he looked at it while rubbing his head. "Witness the Revelation tonight, nine o'clock. What's this 'Revelation?'" Mako turned to the protester as he stood up and straightened his jacket, giving a few 'thank you's here and there as the other protesters gave him their collected leaflets.
"Nothing that concerns the likes of you two!" he jabbed over his shoulder. Korra stepped forward, grabbing the back of the man's jacket and lifting him off of the ground.
"You better believe it concerns us. Spill it." Mako admired her directness, commenting in his mind that putting the man in the air twice wouldn't have been one of his first thoughts.
Frightened, the protester began quickly speaking. "No one knows what the Revelation is! And I have no idea what happened to your friend. But if he's a bender, then my bet is he's getting what's coming to him."
"Where's it happening?" Mako asked, folding up the leaflet and stuffing it in his pocket. His attention, however, is averted as a whistle sounds at them, a policeman sprinting towards them with his whistle in constant use.
"Hey! What's going on over there?"
"The Avatar's silencing us. Help!" the protester yelped. It's also important to note that he yelped once again as Korra tossed him to the side.
"Let's scram," Korra suggested. They vaulted onto Naga, Mako scooping up a handful of leaflets just in case, and they took off, the policeman still screaming after them in between loud whistles.
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My computer being the worst made me want to upload this really close to Christmas or Christmas Eve, so sorry for the later chapter on what is, for me, Christmas Eve. Anyways, Happy Holiday to everyone! I hope you guys have great ones :)
-JinxingGinny