The Legend of Korra : Mark of the Moon

Counterattack

ROCKS SPRAYED about as the wall in City Hall exploded to bits. Shielding herself from the falling debris, Ling ran toward the Anarchist as he was raised into the air by the tube of water and moved up to the gaping hole. She looked up and saw him being pulled into a black airship that hovered over the building.

She gasped as the aircraft fired a missile at them. "Incoming!"

The ballistic smashed through the ceiling and exploded, engulfing the entire building and everyone in it. Looking at the billow of smoke that rose from the edifice below, the Anarchist pushed Raiko into the hands of two hooded men as they stood on the airship's main concourse.

"You're not gonna get away with this." Raiko glowered as he squirmed.

"Oh, I have a lot in store for you, Raiko." The Anarchist spoke blackly. "This is according to plan."

LING'S EYES narrowed as she looked at the officers and paramedics roaming the rubble of City Hall. Moving toward Mako, Bolin and Korra who stood by Asami whose arm was being bandaged; she exhaled and crossed her arms. "Man, this's a pain in the ass; the guy leaves the United Forces in shambles, wrecks City Hall and takes the president hostage."

"We will stop him." Korra turned to her with a look of determination. Seeing the paramedic leave, she turned to Asami who stood up and rubbed her shoulder. "You gonna be okay?"

"Yeah." She grimaced. "Lucky I didn't get any glass in me like you did."

"Ah well, I'll live." Korra looked at her leg and gave a cheeky smile.

"So, where's Iroh?" Mako turned to Ling.

"He's been looked at by some meds – says he doesn't remember what happened to him." She frowned.

"Could he have been brainwashed?" Bolin asked.

"I dunno."

"It would explain the dead look in his eye. It was as if he was unconscious or something." Korra scowled.

"If that's the case, then I'll need your help in clearing the programming. He attacked you for a reason and we need to find out if he indeed was working with the Anarchists." Ling began to leave and Korra nodded.

"I'll go check on the men we arrested – they've gotta know what's going on here." Mako headed for his car.

PITCH BLACK cleared to blinding light as the thick bag was pulled off a man's head. He looked to his right and groaned as his hands were manacled to a chair with chains. Nobuyuki sat before him – a table in between the two with a bright light above – placing a paper down in a dim room.

"Look, let me make this clear and simple; you're screwed." He opened the document and leaned back. "RCPD's been tailing you guys back when you called yourselves the Equalists and your leader Amon, we took care of him. Whoever this Anarchist guy is, he's going down just like he did." He closed the dossier and put it aside. "The crimes you've committed warrant the death penalty and that's non-negotiable unless you tell us what we need to know."

Ling and Mako watched the interrogation through a window in the opposite room. Ling stitched her brows and folded her arms before her as the man in the chair looked at Nobuyuki blankly. "Sixth one this month and still no luck – I wonder if we can break him."

"The others didn't talk?"

"None. They all kill themselves before we can get peep from them."

"You check for –,"

"No pills in their teeth or any other foreign substances have ever been found." Ling cut him off.

"Then what about –,"