The Myth of Y/N (Korra X Reader)

AMON'S ENDGAME

Korra's POV

Three days. It's been three days since Amon took control of Republic City. General Iroh and the United Forces tried taking it back with their fleet, but they were no match for the Equalists. I'm just glad Tenzin, Pema and the kids escaped in time before they got captured too. The original plan was that while Iroh, Kyuni, Bolin, and Asami head off to the Equalist airbase to stop the biplanes, Mako and I would ambush Amon at Air Temple Island. Instead we found Tarrlok. Not only did he tell us that he was Amon's brother and who he really was, but he also told us Y/N was in the Pro-Bending arena! They're okay!

Speaking of the Pro-Bending arena, Mako and I are currently on our way there. We planning on  exposing Amon as a bloodbender! That will make Amon lose his true power: his support. 

When we finally reach the arena, we see how it's full of Equalist propaganda. All of the charm and wonder of pro-bending is just...gone. 

Focus, Korra. Now is not the time. You need to stop Amon. 

Mako and I finally reach a balcony, where we see the stadium completely crowded. So many people that hate benders...

Then on my left, I see Amon emerging from below and onto the stage and into the spotlight. The crowd erupts into thunderous applause.

There he is. 

"Thank you all for joining me on this historic occasion! When I was a boy, a firebender struck down my entire family and left me scarred. That tragic event began my quest to equalise the world."

Lies. All of it. Lies.

"That's a lie, Amon!" I shout at the masked man.

The crowd erupts into gasps, everyone's attention now drawn to me. I take off the Equalist mask and glare right at Amon.

"Or should I call you Noatak?"

Despite telling him is real name, the extremist doesn't look worried at all. It's like he doesn't care I just exposed him.

"Everyone, calm down." Amon assures the crowd. "We have nothing to fear from the Avatar. Let's hear what she has to say."

It's time to end the Equalists once and for all.

"Amon has been lying to you!" I explain to the crowd, my voice full of confidence. "The spirits didn't give him the power to take people's bending away. He uses bloodbending to do it! Amon is a waterbender!" 

The crowd erupts into collective gasps and murmurs, shocked by what they just heard.

Despite this, however, Amon is still calm. "You're desperate, Avatar. Making up stories about me is a pathetic last resort."

I ignore his comments and continue exposing the equalist. "Your family wasn't killed by a firebender! His father was Yakone, and his brother is Councilman Tarrlok!"

The gasps and murmurs from before intensify at the revelation of Amon's heritage. But the bloodbender still isn't panicking. Instead he's...chuckling?

"An amusing tale. But I will show you the truth."

Amon pulls down his hood, and unties the knots on his mask...and takes it off.

What I see shocks me to the core.

I see the face of Amon, burned and scared diagonally from left to right. His burns...I've never seen anything like that before. I doubt even a skilled waterbender could heal those.

"This is what a firebender did to me!" he tells the audience.

Then before I know it the crowd turns angry, their rage directed at me.