Robbed

The Aftermath

I felt a part of me being drawn out as I struggled to breathe...I could not move I was stuck there kneeling down before Amon as my bending got taken away. I tried to wince, break free but all I could do was kneel, back facing him as my right was taken away from me. Every ounce of the life I had before was being sucked out of me. I was prepared for the pain but I never knew that it would hurt this much. It was as if my entire life, my memories, my job, those memories when my mother would teach me earthbending but most of all, those days...when I would have bending battles with him. We always got hurt but it was great fun...we laughed and I always won but those were all gone now. Robbed away from me from a man who claims for peace when all he brings is destruction for this city I grew up in, protected everyday and something my mother helped to create for all of us.

I watched as I fell to the ground, I tried so hard to crawl away but everything was blocked..I was immobilised, tied up with the same metal cords I once used to hold down the thugs of Republic City. I tried to speak but only a soft grunt came out. The men dragged me up to an upright position pushing my chin up to face Amon as he stared me down in the eye. He was a horrible monster...I wanted to fight back, to spit at that mask he wore or at least turn away but no...nothing could move. "This is what you get for defying me...the spirits have punished you for your ability to bend and I have fulfilled their wish. Throw her in with the others and catch all who have bending...bending shall now be deemed illegal." He moved in closer as he spoke the last word with emphasis. I wanted to turn away from that face of a coward who hid behind a mask so badly.

The guards dragged me away down the steps of what was once a peaceful temple now overrun with criminals, hands and legs tightly bound with what I wanted to use to keep them in jail. I knew that mission to stop the fleets was suicide but nonetheless, I wanted to protect the man who would be the key to restarting the nation that almost ceased to exist, the man I once loved.

The numbness was finally over as they threw me into the metal cell I crawled up to my knees. I shook the bars shouting at the top of my lungs for them to set me free...I knew I looked crazy but anything to set me free was okay. The men just turned away approaching the wooden door that led them out of that room. I tried so hard to focus my energy just to focus on the fine pieces of earth in those bars..twisting my wrist hoping...that by some miracle metal bending was still inside me. I stared at those bars but they never moved no matter how hard I tried. It was really gone.

I was tired. The tears in my eyes began to well up along my waterline. I usually held back my tears but this time I couldn't. I laid limp along the furthest corner of my cell as my warm tears of rage flowed down my face, combining with the sweat that had been produced from trying to metal bend the bars apart. I fell to the ground just like how the rest of my life fell apart...I broke. There was nothing else to do...I had lost everything that gave my life meaning, I felt like a failure...the Beifong legacy of excellent metal bending perished with me what else could I do besides cry...there was no use fighting anymore. The war was over and the equalists have won, my home was no longer safe and my existence ceases right there. I tried to think of Korra...surely she could do something and turn the tables, she was the avatar. She had to do something but my hope was dying together with my tired soul.

I continued crying and shouting, swearing at Amon. Anxiety filled my heart...could Tenzin get away? What if they were caught? Jinora, Ikki, Meelo..what was going to happen to them? They were just innocent kids. I felt sad being alone, I wished my mother was there for me, to gently touch along my backbone when I was sad, no matter how much I disliked it, I wanted it for once.

Every last ounce of energy in me was used up as I used the last bit to pull my self to a straight sitting position against the wall and the metal grill next to it. I leaned my head on the grills, hungry, tired and angry. I wanted to cry so badly but there was nothing left to pour out anymore, I felt so dried out and I closed my eyes, willing in my heart that I would wake up the next day and that all that happened just now, was only a dream. I drifted further and further from my senses as I fell into deep sleep, giving one last prayer of my bending returning to me but I knew that would never happen. It was gone permanently.