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Taken	By : QuaqueNocte Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Legend of Korra, The Views: 33258 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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2nd Trimester
"I'm starting to worry about her mental health. She seems depressed and I'm alarmed at her
weight loss. She wasn't big to begin with. Is she eating?"
"She eats a few times a week. Chung-Hee and I try to get her to eat more but that's the best we could do. All she does is lay in bed. The bigger her stomach gets, the worse she gets."
"Do you know anything about the father or the circumstances surrounding the conception?"
"No, she never told us who the father is and the only thing we've gathered is that she ran away."
"Hm, I'm going to go make some phone calls. See if you can talk to her."
Eun-Hee watched the midwife walk down the hallway of the small clinic. She stood outside one of the rooms that had Katak inside. She had to drag Katak out of bed and force her to come here. She sighed.
Inside the room, Korra was laying on the bed, her back to the door so she was staring out of a window. She didn't bother to see who had entered the room when she heard the door open.
"Katak, I wish you'd talk to me. Is there anything I could do for you?"
Silence.
"We're really worried about you. Could you at least tell us what's bothering you, how you feel, do you want anything?"
She was met with more silence. She frowned in response.
The door suddenly opened and in walked her twin who was holding a large pot with a plant beginning to grow out of it, although it was starting to wilt.
"My plant won't eat, Katak won't eat, is there some kind of no-eating epidemic going on?"
"Would it kill you to be more sensitive about the matter?"
"I am being sensitive." Chung-Hee set the plant down and strolled over to Korra. "Listen, Katak, if something's going on, you can tell us. Don't push us away."
Still silent.
Eun-Hee could sense Chung-Hee's growing frustration. She watched as he grabbed Katak's arm and forced her to sit up to look at him. Katak's expression grew from empty to angry and she took a swing at him, though his reflexes were much faster than hers for he grabbed her wrist and held her arms still.
"You are NOT shutting me out. Just tell me what's wrong…please." He was begging her now and Korra felt a little guilty but it was quickly replaced by anger.
"You want to what my problem is? How about the fact that I'm an unmarried teenager about to give birth to a monster's child. I never wanted this child. I'm scared, I don't want to give birth to this thing." Tears were starting to stream down Korra's cheeks. She looked down. "If only…If you knew who the father was, you'd understand. He haunts me while I'm sleeping and while I'm awake and I can't take it anymore. Now I have to deal with his child.. Not to mention the only man I've ever loved won't want me once he finds out what happened to me. What man would want me after what I've been through? I can't fight anymore. I'm just tired. I'm so tired. I want to lay down and never wake up."
Chung-Hee released his hold on Korra, only to embrace her in a hug. She didn't fight it, she just started sobbing against his chest. Tears were escaping his eyes as he held her close, careful not to squish her swollen belly.
"You don't have to go through this alone. I know we haven't known each other that long but I really care about you. You're the first friend I've had since my childhood and I'm determined to keep you at my side and I'm determined to help you through this."
Eun-Hee wiped her tears away. She had been tempted to join their hug but decided against it. She wasn't really one for affection, her brother was affectionate enough for her. She decided to step out of the room briefly and ended up running into the midwife.
"Oh, how's Katak?" She asked.
"She's…been through a lot. I was thinking, should I mention adoption to her?" Eun-Hee asked.
"You mean, ask her if she wants to put the baby up for adoption?"
"Indeed. She doesn't exactly want the child and maybe it'd be better for her and the child."
"It's a viable option. You let me know what her answer is as soon as possible so I can get started on the paperwork. I can find a family for the baby by the time the child's a month old. In the mean time, try to get her to eat more. "
Eun-Hee nodded but before she could go back into the room, Chung-Hee swung the door open.
"Something's wrong with her!" The panic in his voice was obvious.
"What happened?" The midwife pushed past him and rushed into the room.
"She just stopped responding and her eyes started glowing." He said.
In the room Korra was still sitting on the bed, staring at nothing with her mouth slightly gaped. Her eyes were dimly lit. The midwife shined a flashlight in her eyes.
"Get her over to Huu. I think this is more of a spiritual matter than a medical matter."
8 year old Noatak, Tarrlok, and their parents were gathered around the table enjoying a quiet dinner around the table. His parents sat on one side and he and Tarrlok sat on the other. Tarrlok was happily munching away at the meat on his plate but Noatak was poking the food with his chopsticks with a blank expression on his face.
"Is something wrong hun?" His mother asked.
"No." He responded.
His father seemed slightly agitated by his behavior. "You better eat that food. We don't waste food around here."
Noatak sighed. "Yes sir.." He picked up some of the steamed kale and carefully ate it.
"Mr. Kunikpa sent over a gift for you, Noatak. It's on your dresser." His mother mentioned.
"I don't want it. I don't like him."
"Well why not sweetie? He's been very nice to all of us."
A scowl formed on Noatak's face as he stared at his plate. "I don't like the way he touches me."
"He does what?" His mother became very alarmed. Tarrlok had stopped eating at this point. He saw a look of anger flash on his father's face before he regained his composure.
"Mr. Kunikpa used to be a doctor, honey. Sometimes when the boys go out hunting, they get hurt and I ask him to look them over. Make sure everything's alright." His father was always a good liar.
"Oh, well honey I know you don't like doctors but if your father feels any injury you get needs to be looked at then just do what the doctor says. Doctor visits aren't always pleasant but you should be grateful Mr. Kunikpa cares enough to look you over. I want you to go to his hut tomorrow and thank him for the gift."
Noatak didn't say anything, he just glanced over at his father who was staring at him. He adverted his eyes back to his plate. His scowl never left his face.
He knew what was coming later that night. He didn't cry when he found himself bruised and on the floor. Tarrlok was in the corner as always, tears forming in his eyes. At least it wasn't Tarrlok this time.
"I specifically told you and your brother not to talk about Mr. Kunikpa to your mother. Do you know what it's called when you don't do as I say?"
"Disobedience.." Noatak whispered.
"Exactly. I refuse to have disobedience in my house. I've sacrificed so much for you boys and you don't even realize. One day the Avatar will die and be reborn. That is when you can exact revenge and I am giving you the necessary tools to do so. That is my gift to you." Their father was about to walk out of the room when something caught his eye. He noticed a paper on one of the dressers with a drawing of a penguin. It was very detailed despite not being colored.
"Who drew this?" He asked.
Noatak finally sat up as Tarrlok emerged from the corner.
"N-Noatak drew it." Tarrlok said.
Their father grabbed the photo and sat on one of the beds.
"It's very good son. Where did you learn to draw like this?"
"Tarrlok and I learned from watching you."
"Do you have any more?"
Tarrlok brought him a box of their artwork which includes drawings, paintings, and sculptures. His father held up a clay sculpture of a water tribe woman.
"Who made this?"
"I-I did.." Tarrlok said meekly.
"These are really great. I'm going to buy more art supplies so you two can keep doing this. Maybe you two aren't completely worthless after all."
Noatak smiled.
Amon gasped for air. Was he drowning? No. Suffocating? No, he was sitting on his bed. Nothing was in or around his throat. His mask felt wet underneath, had he been crying again? He didn't want to confirm it. He stood up and was about to walk over to the door when it opened. In the doorway stood his Lieutenant.
"Sorry to intrude, sir, but they're about to announce the winner of the election."
"Excellent."
Amon walked over to the radio and turned the knob to cut it on.
"And what an exciting election it has been. I can already tell ya folks, it's gonna be close between former councilman Tarrlok and former war chief Fai-Han. I tell ya, they are complete opposites of each other. Tarrlok believes the Avatar is the key to stopping the rebellion while Fai-Han believes everything can be solved by negotiating peacefully with the Equalists. In just a few moments, we will finally learn who will be Republic City's first president."
Amon raised an eyebrow behind his mask.
"I have been informed that Fai-Han will the first ever president of Republic City. The election was close but Fai-Han won by just a hair. Stay tuned for President Fai-Han's acceptance speech. What an exciting day it has been."
Amon turned the radio off.
"Everything's gone as plan sir. Fai-Han will set in motion the new laws and 'negotiations.' It shouldn't be too long before Republic City is completely ours."
"Good work. Prepare to send a representative to Fai-Han. How is Mr. Sato's device coming along?"
"There's been a few delays but it's getting there. He's close to finding a way to permanently attach it to people's head."
"Good. Make sure our spies keep a close eye on the Avatar's friends. Once they've located the Avatar, I want them to capture them all and bring them back to Republic City."
"What if Tarrlok's men find the Avatar first?"
"They won't."

"You wanna talk about what you saw?"
Korra was sitting on the bed, hand on her swollen stomach as she stared at the floor. Huu was on the other side of the hut, cooking some weird stew. It smelled delicious but Korra had always been a little wary about what people around the area cooked.
"Just Tarrlok and his family. As always. His father's weird. Nice to his kids one minute but the next minute he's an abusive jerk. Despite how sleazy he is, Tarrlok didn't turn out as bad as I'd expect someone with an abusive father to. I just wish I knew who his brother is. If he's a blood bender, maybe I can convince him to help me fight.." Korra grew silent.
"Perhaps you already know who his brother is."
"I don't know anyone who can blood bend..but then again, I didn't know Tarrlok was a blood bender. Unless…Amon is Tarrlok's brother but I don't see that as being possible."
"Maybe it's not Tarrlok's memories you're seeing."
"Well, let's assume for a second that Amon is really Noatak, how do these memories help me in the least bit? What am I suppose to do, get him a therapist? Because that's what he needs. This is why I don't like all this spiritual stuff. It's always too vague and never useful. For once, why can't I just be told plain and simply what needs to be done. And would it kill one of my past lives to contact me and help me in this situation. It's like I always have to deal with these things by myself!"
Korra was starting to fume with anger. Huu didn't flinch when the flames beneath his giant pot started to flare up from Korra's anger. Korra growled and sat down on the bed with her arms crossed and a sour look on her face. "What, nothing to say to that, oh wise master?" Korra said sarcastically.
"Nope, that sounds like a personal problem."
"Of course it is."
"I mean, the problem isn't anyone else, it's you. You're the Avatar, your mind alone is a powerful thing but you choose to hold back."
"I'm not doing this by choice. I just… I just can't get the hang of anything anymore. When I was at the Southern pole I thought I was a big shot. I thought there was nothing I couldn't do but as soon as I left things got so complicated. I wasn't ready. I wasn't ready for a lot of things but I kept being stubborn and here I am, in the middle of a swamp and pregnant. If I had stayed in the South Pole, none of this would have happened. Maybe…maybe I'm just not a good Avatar. Maybe it'd be better if I didn't exist anymore."
"Korra.." Huu started.
"No, please, don't. I'm gonna go take a walk."
"I'll be here if you need me." Huu took a sip of the stew in the pot. "Needs more possum chicken."
Korra opened the door to walk out but ended up colliding with an unknown body. Before she could fall backwards, something, or someone one, caught her by the wrists.
"Sorry, I didn't know you were about to walk out." It was Eun-Hee.
"It's alright. I didn't know you were coming in."
"Can I talk to you about something?"
Korra nodded.
"Adoption?" Korra asked as she on a large tree branch in the swamp next to Eun-Hee, watching the bird fly and animals jump among the distance branches. Korra noted the descending sun above her. It made the environment look so much more…tranquil. She'd have to relax out here more often.
"You said you didn't want the baby and I think it might be the best option for both of you."
"I never really thought of it. I guess.. Maybe.."
"I don't need an answer right now. You have time to think about it, another 4 months."
"And the baby will go to a good family?"
Eun-Hee placed her hand on Korra's knee and gave her a reassuring squeeze and smile. "You have my word, I'll personally make sure he or she will go to the best family."
Korra was silent for a few minutes, her eyes resting on the fire bender's hand.
"I want to give the baby up for adoption."
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