Temerate-Chapter 3You grow weaker because your conscience has finally taken a hold of you. You grow weaker because you have forced yourself to forget all these memories as the years pass. You grow weaker, because your feet are tired of running away. But no matter how far you may run, you will always come back and you will always come back and you will always, come back---
“STOP!” Mako cried with a jolt. The entire room gasped—as they were surprised and relieved. His lips, which were pale after his first nightmare back at the airship, turned crimson once again as he felt his energy surge back into his veins.
“How are you feeling?” Mr. Mizaki asked, taking a closer look at Mako.
“I feel…good” he stood, “better than ever, actually.”
Korra instinctly wrapped an arm around his waist to prevent him from falling or fainting again. “I don’t feel like fainting anytime soon.” Mako chuckled, “In fact, I think I may f
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.
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