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Taken	By : QuaqueNocte Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Legend of Korra, The Views: 33256 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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3rd Trimester
Amon stalked down the hallway of the Equalist lair. To say he was mad was an understatement. He was fuming and ready to punch the first person or thing that looked at him wrong. He ignored any bows or hellos he got in the hallway and stayed focus on his destination.
As if today couldn't get more annoying, the brown-eyed vixen caught up with him in the hallway. He thought the last time he kicked her out of his room that she'd get the hint, but much like him, she didn't take no for an answer.
"Amon, I thought I could talk to you for a second." She said.
"What do you want this time?" He didn't even try to hide the anger and annoyance in his voice.
"You, of course. I noticed you seemed a little tense." She stopped walking and at the same time she grabbed his arm to stop him. "Why don't you come in my quarters for some brunch and..private time. You can't operate an entire revolution all tensed up like this."
"I'm not interested." He said as he yanked his arm away from her and attempted to walk from her. She quickly stepped in front of him and pressed her body against his.
"Oh come on, aren't you just a little curious about what I have in store for you?" She whispered.
"No." He shoved her to the side and continued to his destination, leaving her in the hallway shocked and frustrated.
The door to the room flew open as Amon walked in. The room had a large table complete with a large map on it with various pins sticking out to mark locations of training camps and other place of interests for the Equalists. There was a radio on the far side of the room with some other equipment that Amon used to make his broadcasts. In the room were his Lieutenant and two assistants Amon had given him to help coordinate the movement.
"Now explain to me how this happened? Fai-Han was suppose to have bodyguards with him at all times."
One of the assistants, a female holding a clipboard, spoke up. "Well he did but the problem is the guards were incapacitated somehow which left Fai-Han vulnerable. The official police reports say there was no evidence of trauma on the guards and no sign of a struggle. They don't have any witnesses but our street eyes have said Tarrlok may have been behind the kidnapping but we don't know how. The guards don't recall anything other than suddenly not being able to move."
"It makes sense. With Fai-Han out of the picture, Tarrlok's been selected to act as chief-in-command but how could he have possibly defeat 3 bodyguards? They were some of our best chi-blockers. They should have been able to take on one bender, even just 2 of them could handle the Avatar." The Lieutenant said.
"Because Tarrlok has a dirty little secret." Amon said.
"Secret?" The two assistants said at the same time.
Amon approached the map and carefully looked it over. "For now, we'll let Tarrlok assume he has all the power. Pullback any scheduled attacks. We'll hold a meeting tomorrow to discuss the new plan. In the mean time, send someone out to spy on Tarrlok. I want a full report on Tarrlok's movements and political actions by the morning."
"Yes sir." Everyone obediently answered.

The last month in Korra's pregnancy had been exhausting. Her daily routine consisted of using the bathroom, eating, using the bathroom, sleeping, using the bathroom and eating again all before her morning was even over. She had been told that being pregnant was beautiful and a wonderful thing but she found it annoying and uncomfortable. Her stomach was huge, despite the midwife telling her the baby might be a little underweight, she had to run to the bathroom all the time and she was always hungry. She found sleep difficult with such a swollen stomach, even rolling over was a workout for her.
She thought the worst part was the fact she hadn't bonded with her child. Every mother had told her about how they were bonded to their child before they were even born but she didn't feel anything. A part of it was relieved because it'd make giving up the baby much easier but another part of her was worried. Was she such a cold and cruel person for not feeling any connection to her own flesh and blood? It was bad enough she felt like she was dumping her child elsewhere but she knew it was for the best, or at least that's what she kept telling herself.
Over the last few months, she had grown even more depressed though she tried to hide it from her two friends as best she could. Some days she only felt sadness and heartache, other days she didn't feel anything which were the scariest days to her. She was tempted throughout the day to not eat but she forced herself to for the sake of her health and her child's health. Some days it was easier to eat though, for the hunger pains became overwhelming.
On the last couple days of her pregnancy, she had been staying at the clinic. They set her up in her own private room for when she went into labor. The midwife frequently checked in on her to make sure she was alright. The room was pretty nice. It was warm and inviting with wood floors, a large bed in the middle of the room and some dressers to store her clothes. There were two large windows on the side of the room that let in lots of light but most days she kept the curtains closed to darken the room.
Her labor happened so quickly. One minute she was laying down on the bed and the next minute she felt a pang of pain in her abdomen. It grew worse as the minutes dragged on. Luckily, Chung-Hee and Eun-Hee had just arrived to give Korra some food, which was also a little unfortunate because Chung-Hee was now panicking.
"Someone call the doctor! I don't know what to do!" He said as he paced around the room. Korra was sitting on the bed, holding her stomach and breathing just like the midwife told her to do.
"She's on the way, calm down." Eun-Hee said.
"I can't calm down, this is my first baby. I don't know what to do, I'm not ready to be a mother!" He exclaimed. Eun-Hee slapped him across the face. "Right. Thanks. Katak, do you need anything?"
"Besides pain killers and something to yank this baby out, I think I'm alright." Korra winced as another contraction hit her.
The door opened and the midwife stepped inside. "Sorry I'm late. How's the contractions?" She asked as she walked over to Korra.
"Bearable for now."
"Good, good. Chung-Hee, help Katak into the delivery room."
"One, two, three, push!"
Korra took a deep breath and pushed yet again. She'd been in labor for a few hours and wished it'd be over with already. She started crying half-way through the labor. The baby seemed so stubborn. Chung-Hee held her hand while Eun-Hee wiped off her forehead. A water bender fed her ice cubes from afar.
"Why won't this stupid baby come out already." She said in a strained voice before pushing again.
"The baby's almost here. I can see the head. Hold off on pushing for a moment so you won't tear anything."
Korra groaned and leaned back on the bed. Eun-Hee wiped her tears away but they continued to flow.
"I hate this so much." She sobbed.
"You're almost there. Don't give up now." Chung-Hee encouraged. Korra responded by squeezing his hand. Hard. He knelt down in pain. "Ow, ow, ow, ow."
"Get ready to push again."
Eun-Hee helped Korra sit up again.
"One, two, three, push!"
Korra squeezed Chung-Hee's hand with all her might as she pushed.
"Remind me to never again make friends with a pregnant woman." He whispered.
"One more push and the baby will be here. You're doing a great job, Katak." The midwife said.
Korra nodded and gave one final push. Relief struck her body when she felt her lower regions finally empty. The wails of her baby filled the room. She didn't bother to look at it though; She laid down and closed her eyes.
"It's a boy."

Meanwhile…
Amon had gathered his officers, assistants, and Lieutenant in the war room. They were gathered around the map that laid on the table while Amon leaned against the table, staring at the map.
"What's the status report with Tarrlok?" He asked.
"Any laws and political campaigns that Fai-Han has set into motion has been halted. We've also tapped phone calls between Tarrlok and the United Forces general Iroh. Tarrlok has ordered assistance from him." The Lieutenant said.
"Hm, that puts a damper on things but this could work in our favor. We'll have to remain low for a while. No more attacks and campaigning."
"Sir?" One of the assistants questioned.
"It will be a while before the fleet shows up and even longer before Tarrlok orders them to do anything especially if the attacks suddenly cease. I want 20 of our best chi-blockers to infiltrate the fleet. They'll join the United Forces. Half will act as spies and update us on any plans they may have. The other half will be the sabotage group, they'll help weaken the forces from the inside once they rise through the ranks."
"You really think Tarrlok will believe we've just backed off?" One of the officers asked.
"No, in fact I'm counting on him being suspicious, but he won't miss the opportunity to use our absence to gain more favors and power. He'll surely end up becoming a tyrant, invading the privacies of the citizens, unlawful jail time, and troops all around the city which'll make everyone uneasy and that's when we'll appear again. The United Forces will be weakened and the people will be desperate for a change."
"A most genius plan, sir." One of the assistants said.
Amon smirked beneath his mask. Suddenly, he felt something. He couldn't explain what it was. It was like something was pulling on his heart, or rather his soul. He tensed up and gripped the edge of the table. Everyone in the room saw his eyes flash a white light. They gasped.
"Sir, are you alright?" His Lieutenant sounded worried.
"Today just got better. I know exactly where the Avatar is."
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