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Loud, incoherent, painful screams echoed through the cave. It was continuous, pleading, and lost. The screams came from a young woman with brunette hair, and striking blue eyes. Cuts and bruises scattered all over her body. Her Watertribe clothing clung to her, but the rips in the fabric made it difficult to stay together. Her body was cocooned in metal chains, limiting all her movements. The woman kept screaming, ear-splitting, and heart wrenching, hoping someone would hear her. Avatar Korra was desperate to be saved.

"No one will ever find you,"

"The world won't miss you,"

"I'm doing you a favor. Save you from more failure."

Tarrlok's nasty promises echoed through her head. The man had thrown her, limbs restrained, in the back of a truck. She had threatened him violently, but Korra knew it was no use. She tried many times to break the door open and roll out, but it didn't work. Her body was too exhausted, and bumping herself roughly against the metal doors made it even worse. It seemed like Tarrlok chose a terrible trail to travel on. The truck lunged forwards, backwards, nearly tipped over a few times, and jumped at every rock it went over. Korra was tossed and turned in the back, balance not her forte at the moment. It lasted for what seemed like an eternity. As the truck moved forward, the metal walls and doors became colder, almost freezing. Korra felt gravity pull on her, and realized that the truck was traveling on a slant. It finally came to Korra that Tarrlok was going to abandon her on a mountain.

"Just like I said, no one will find you,"

"You'll freeze to death in no time,"

"Good-bye, Avatar Korra,"

Tarrlok had grabbed her injured foot tightly and dragged her out of the vehicle. She had passed out for some time and panicked when she felt pain shoot through her body from the contact. Korra's blue eyes filled with more panic and grief when she was faced with an eerie cave on the side of the mountain. It was like a blizzard; the wind and snow blew at her face, irritating the open cuts. Tarrlok hulled her into the cave by the chain. Korra did her best to break free, squirming and thrashing around like a wild animal. It only irritated the older man, making him jerk the chains even more. The chains on Korra's wrists tightened, causing tiny cuts to form. In a final effort, Korra tried to breathe out fire again. The fire was weak, obviously not enough to do any damage, but Tarrlok didn't tolerate it. Smacking her right across the face, hard, Tarrlok dumped the now unconscious Avatar into the dark cave for no one to find. Korra laid there, limbs tangled in the chains, and cuts pattered around her body. Tarrlok raised his arms and large amounts of thick snow came tumbling down, blocking the only exit out of the makeshift prison. Tarrlok climbed back into the truck and left the mountain, smiling wickedly at the Avatar's downfall.

Korra woke up hours later. Blue eyes surveyed the area, and concluded it was a cave. It was very dark, and damp. The dripping from the rocks above had woke her up; It dripped on her body in intervals. One cold drop landed on her nose, causing her to wake up violently. Korra thrashed around, yelled death threats to Tarrlok, only to realize she was alone. Korra had tried to firebend and waterbend again, but she was just too weak. Avatar Korra was kidnapped, abandoned in a cave, and too weak to do anything.

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Blue eyes slowly filled with tears from this memory, or more so revelation. Korra's limbs were so damaged, and she was just so tired of everything. She was tired of being thought of as a failure; tired of getting hurt all the time, realizing that she can never trust anyone, and being the Avatar. The cave was slowly turning her body into ice, and she can't do anything about it. The tears fell from her face, and seemed to increase with every passing moment. Korra thought it was bad now, but it hit her; her friends were counting on her to save them, along with the citizens of Republic City.

Asami, Bolin and Mako were all waiting for her and Tenzin to get them out of jail. They entered the police truck with pleading faces, especially Mako. Mako looked at her, really looked at her, with eyes that were silently begging. His gold eyes begged Korra to come soon so the three of them wouldn't have to experience jail and leave the girl alone. His eyes also begged that she didn't do anything stupid, because everything was going to be okay. The doors of the truck shut close on him and Korra's hold on his eyes were gone, forgetting what they were begging her to do.

Korra could imagine it now.

Asami, Bolin, and Mako were all tossed into a cold jail cell. The three wouldn't fight back because it would cause them more trouble. So they sat around the small room, glancing at the metal door that led to their freedom and the tiny window every now and then, expecting someone to bust them out. They would talk about different topics just so they wouldn't go insane. Topics like childhood, families, vacations, foods, anything to pass the time as they waited for the girl with the cocky smile and confident blue eyes. They would wait and wait, but no one would be helping them get out. Asami's face would contort with anger, muttering rude comments about the Avatar. Bolin would still think fondly of Korra, but lose hope. Mako…Mako would see red. He would be full of ire, frustration, and disgust towards her. Korra's only friends would think she deserted them, forgot about them, and failed them. In return, they would hate her, ridicule her, and think she's a failure as well.

I failed

I failed Asami

I failed Bolin

I failed Mako

The citizens of Republic City, Oh Spirts, would be enraged. They were all counting on her to capture Amon, to bring peace to their corrupted city, and just be as great as Avatar Aang. If they found out that their new Avatar had been captured or died, they would think badly of her. The citizens would yell indecencies of how much Korra didn't do anything for them, or how much trouble Korra has brought upon them. Some would probably argue that she wasn't even an Avatar. Korra couldn't airbend or call upon her past lives for help. This thought caused more tears to form in her broken, blue eyes. All those people, benders and nonbenders, would be so disappointed in her.

I failed everyone in Republic City

I failed every Avatar that has ever lived

I failed

Painful sobs wrecked Korra's body. She hung her head and shook, trying her best to stop her blubbering. The movement caused some of her cuts to reopen, adding more pain for the young woman. With every move she made, the chains that kept her body mummified clanked, reminding her how she got into this situation. Korra just wanted the chains off of her, so she can wipe the stupid tears streaming down her face. She wanted to heal herself, but she's still too weak. She wanted someone, anyone…. Mako….To find her and hold her. Korra wanted to hear his soothing voice, be wrapped in his arms, and tell her everything would be alright.

"Don't worry Korra. Everything's going to be okay."

Korra knew these things wouldn't happen though. Tarrlok used his bloodbending on her, snatched her out of the night, and dumped her into this freezing cave. Korra wasn't sure if Amon would be happy that someone had already defeated the girl, or mad that he wasn't the one to do it. Sure, Tenzin may have realized that Korra and Naga were gone in the morning, but is it morning yet? Or is it still night?

The cave is getting colder, Korra observes, as goosebumps rise on her arms. It'll only be a matter of time until the cold empowers her body warmth. More tears spill over and pained shrieks escape her chapped lips. Korra didn't know why she was so desperate to get someone's attention. The freezing temperatures and her injuries were going to kill her, it would be so useless. Korra closed her mouth, shut her blue eyes, and let the tears fall down her torn face. She was just so tired of everything.

No one would find her. No one would miss her. No one would have to witness her failures again.

Just like Tarrlok had promised.

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New story! Follows episode 8! Man, that episode was...just too much.

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