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Temerate--Chapter 1He tried hard to shake the nightmare off, but the images wouldn’t stop haunting him.
He sat on the airship’s deck, watching Bolin and Asami play chess. Korra sat next to him, a worried look plastered across her face. Mako’s fever had subsided, but he had been quiet ever since it happened.
“Mako, please. Tell me what’s wrong.” Korra looked him in the eye, but he only did much as to look away. He closed his eyes, his fists balled up.
“Mako, please tell me. I’m here for you.” She smiled at him in a desperate attempt to finally make him speak.
The floorboards shook as Bolin stomped his foot on the ground. “Your move!” Asami gleefully cried, smiling at him in triumph.
“Mako, I’m begging you. Please—“He flinched as she tried to touch his face.
“How are you going to beat me now, huh?” Bolin snickered.
“Please.” She pleaded.
“Ha! It’s time for you
Temerate-Prologue Mako’s feet were beginning to fail him as he ran further away from the noise. “Help me, Mako—Please!” His mother’s voice felt like drills digging into his mind. The crackling flames would only get stronger with every step that he took. He started to cry as he evaded the sound of his parents’ agony—but no matter how far we would get, he could still hear them.
“HELP ME, MAKO!” his mother screamed once again, desperately trying to create a shield of soil over her and the toddler she was carrying.
“I don’t—I don’t know who that is!” he ran even further—his chest burning as his feet slowed him down.
He finally stopped running. He sat down and gave up, covering his ears as he heard the faint r
Temerate- Chapter two Welcome, Avatar!
The echo of a hundred voices greeted Korra and the others. All the guardsmen, clad in their red and maroon uniforms, bowed down in their honor.
“Gee. We weren’t expecting something this…big, but thanks—I guess.” Korra blushed, rubbing her nape with her free palm.
The four made their way off the platform and onto Firenation ground. General Iroh, who stood a few feet away, greeted them with a smile and an outstretched arm.
“It is an honor for the Avatar to accept our invitation” He shook her hand as a warm welcome.
“Thanks for having us here, Iroh! Wow, I never expected we’d have such a…um…rather grand entrance.”
“My mother and my grandfather wanted to pay homage to your bravery—So this is as grand as it gets.”
He led them to the dining hall, where many firenation nobles were gathered. Korra suddenly felt her palms sweat and her knees shake.
ScarfMako woke up to his mother's footsteps; they were light, yet the sound elevated with every time he tried to close his eyes and go back to sleep. "Wake up, dear. We have to go", his mother said in a hushed, worried tone as she picked up his little brother, Bolin.
"Where are we going, mama?" Bolin yawned, stretching out his little arms. Mako stood up and put his slippers on, looking at his mother with the same confused face his brother also wore. "We have to leave the house. Mr. Han is kicking us out." She said, her voice shaking. In a flash, Mako took a satchel and stuffed his and Bolin's clothes inside. He could hear the landlord's voice angrily arguing with his father just outside their home. His mother swooped him up on the other arm, and hurriedly went to the door. And just like that, they were out of the house--Mr. Han cursing behind them.
"Where are we going to live now?" Bolin cried. Mako watched his mother wipe her own eyes, too. He looked at his father, who wore a stern face. "
The Test- Makorra"Hey Korra, I got it! I got your preg-" Asami yelled as she walked into Korra's apartment only to be surprised by Mako sitting down at the kitchen table. "Oh, hey, Mako."
Mako looked up, away from the newspaper he was reading, and stared at the jittered girl. "Asami, what are you doing here?"
"Oh, I- uh, Korra invited me over." She blurted out nervously.
"Um, okay? What are you holding?" Mako noted, referring to the white plastic bag in her hands.
Asami looked down. "Oh, this? It's nothing. So, where's Korra?"
"Oh, she's in our bedroom, I think."
Asami quickly dashed out of Mako's view into the bedroom. Mako was confused as to what was going on but quickly brushed it off thinking it was just some of their usual shenanigans.
"Korra, where are you?" Asami voiced in Korra's bedroom.
"I'm in here, Asami." Yelled Korra from the other end of the closed door that led into the bathroom. Asami walked into the bathroom where Korra was.
"So, did you get it? I've been drinking water all day and I'
Teeth"Ow, ow, ow!" Mako yelped, "Korra, get her off!"
Despite her efforts to suppress it, Korra couldn't help but snicker as she bent down and carefully unhinged her daughter's jaw from her husband's finger. Mako quickly pulled his hand back, frowning at the baby.
"Tori, daddy's not a chew toy. No biting daddy."
Korra snickered again. Mako looked up at her.
"Don't laugh at me. You'll only encourage her."
"Yeah, like she understands what you're saying in the first place." She picked Tori up as she and Mako stood up.
"I think she might, actually. She obviously gets some sort of joy out of seeing me in pain."
"You're such a baby," Korra told him, "She only has two front teeth. How bad could it- Ow!" Korra looked down at her daughter. "Did you just bite me?"
Tori smiled at her, happily showing off her two front teeth. Mako smirked, slightly.
"You were saying?"
"Shut u- Ow!" She quickly handed Tori off to Mako. "Take the little snapping turtle-seal. I'm gonna go find her a teething ring, or a co
Mako and Korra Play Slender"Holy crap…"
"Mako, relax. I got this."
"Are you sure? I've got a bad feeling about this."
"Of course I'm sure. Look, I'll even turn off the flashlight. That's how sure I am."
"Wait, no, turn it back on!"
"Someone scared of the dark?"
"No! But now we won't know when he's coming! He could be right behind us! Can you see anything? Because I don't see anything."
"You're such a baby. He's not gonna catch us."
"You don't know that!"
"What happened to the balls you had when we fought Amon? You weren't nearly this scared then."
"This is different."
"They're both evil beings without faces. I don't see how this is different."
"Amon didn't kill people!"
"I wouldn't put it past him."
"Just turn the damn flashlight back on, Korra."
Korra jumped back with a screech the second the flashlight flickered to life, and Mako nearly leapt out of his skin. His eyes scanned the trees around them for some signs of pursuit, heart hammering against his ribcage. When he realized all was quiet, he tu
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