Her breathing was shaky and uneven.
The room was dark, except for a small light source she refused to look towards. If she did, she'd be forced to look at him, and looking at him would only bring further awareness to what he was doing to her. She doesn't want to be aware. She wants to be far, far away from here. She wants this to end.
Finally, the painful thrusts stop, but he does not leave. Instead, he grabs her by the face and forces her to look into his eyes.
"Remember this, young Avatar," the masked man says, "No matter how strong you become, I'll always be able to break you."
Korra woke up, screaming. Try as she might to calm herself, she couldn't get a grip. Two months have passed since that unspeakable incident, but the memory still haunted her as if it were only yesterday.
A sharp pain in her stomach finally stopped her from shaking. She felt something start to come up in her throat, and raced to the bathroom with only seconds to spare. Only when the sun began to rise did her stomach settle enough for her to be able to go back to bed.
She put the covers over herself, but she couldn't go back to sleep. More than the nightmare was keeping her awake. The inevitable conversation she's going to have to have with Mako later also took up a good portion of her thoughts.
How am I even suppose to break it to him?, Korra wondered, It's not like I can just go up to him and be like "Hey Mako, guess what! I'm pregnant, but the baby might not be yours".
Yes, it was unfortunately true. The night before Korra was violated by Amon was the last time she and Mako made love. As much as she feared that this child she was carrying was Amon's, it calmed her at least a little that there was still a chance that it was Mako's.
He won't be very calm after I tell him, though, Korra thought, He doesn't even know about
This was also true. No one knew "what happened". She didn't want anyone to know. She was Korra, after all. She wouldn't let anyone hurt her. Still, there isn't much even the Avatar can do when they're chained and chi-blocked.
Korra didn't remember falling asleep, but when she woke up she had an unbearable headache. She considered using this as an excuse to get out of talking to Mako, but she knew delaying telling him wouldn't do any good. No matter how far she put it off, he'd find out eventually.
She dragged herself out of bed, got dressed, and forced herself to the pro-bending arena. Her stomach hurt more and more the closer she got to the arena, and it wasn't just the baby's doing this time. By the time she reached the attic she felt like she was going to be sick again, but she went in anyways. The first thing she saw was Bolin making himself breakfast.
"Where's Mako?" she asked him.
Bolin turned around, just now aware of the Avatar's presence. "Oh, hi. I didn't hear you come in."
"Where's Mako?" she asked again.
"I think he's in the shower."
"No I'm not," Mako said as he walked over to the two of them. "What's going on?"
Korra hesitated, slightly. "I-I need to talk to you. It's important."
"Alright then, let's talk."
"Uh, it's kind of personal. I don't want anyone else to know just yet." She glanced over at Bolin.
It didn't take long for the earthbender to get the message.
"You know, I think I left something at Asami's house last night." he made up as he edged his way towards the door, "I'll go ask her if she's seen it." He left the attic.
"What's going on?" Mako asked, "Why'd Bolin have to leave?"
"Because I don't want him to know. It's kind of
Mako waited for her to continue. Korra took a deep breath. "Mako, I
Korra's never seen Mako's eyes grow so wide. "You're
Korra nodded, unable to look him in the eye.
No one said anything for the next few minutes. Korra never looked up, but she could feel Mako's eyes burning through her.
How far along are you?"
Korra shrugged. "Eight weeks, I think."
There was more silence. Korra had no idea if Mako was happy or upset, until he forced a shaky smile onto his face.
we're having a baby?"
Korra bit her lip. Here comes the part she's been dreading the most.
"Maybe," she mumbled.
Mako frowned. "What do you mean 'maybe'?"
I mean the baby
" She glanced up at him. His brow was furrowed with a mixture of confusion and irritation. "It might
It might not be yours."
It took a minute for him to process what she just told him, but when he did, it became apparent that he was very angry. "What do you mean the baby might not be mine!?"
"It this why you haven't let me so much as touch you in the last two months!? Because you've been sleeping with someone else!?"
"Shut up, Mako! You don't know what you're talking about!"
"I'm sure I don't! I want an explanation. Now."
Korra opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Her words formed a lump in her throat, cutting off her ability to speak.
"I'm waiting." Mako was growing more and more irritated by the second.
Korra glared at him. She tried again to say it, but it wouldn't come out. "You really think I'd cheat on you?"
"How else could someone else be the father?"
"I didn't cheat, just trust me!"
"Trust you!? I did trust you! I trusted you up until now! You honestly have the nerve to come here and tell me that you're pregnant with a child that might not be mine, and still say you never chea-"
"I DIDN'T CHEAT!" Korra could feel the tears sting in her eyes. Before she could even think, the words just slipped out. "I was raped."
The words hit Mako like a punch it the gut. "What?"
"I was raped! There, I said it! It's out in the open now!" She turned away from him and angrily wiped her tears on the back of her hand.
Mako couldn't believe it. He didn't want to believe it, but from the way she said it
He became angry again, but not at Korra. "Who did it?"
Her words got stuck again for a moment. "Amon," she half mumbled, "It was that one night when
when we all got captured
I was chi blocked, and he had me chained up. I-I couldn't stop him from
" She stopped herself. She didn't want to cry in front of him.
Mako didn't even know how to react anymore. He felt like an even bigger jerk than after the first time they met. "I-I'm sorry, Korra." He reached out the touch her arm, but she shuddered away. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"What good would that have done? It happened. It happened, and now I'm pregnant and have no way of telling who the father is. How would telling you that Amon
How would it have helped this?"
Mako sighed. "Ok, so telling me wouldn't have stopped you from becoming pregnant, but that can't be the only reason."
Korra felt another terrible pang in the pit of her stomach. The last thing she wanted was to admit this. "He did it. He broke me. I was vulnerable. I was more vulnerable than I've ever
" She cut herself off. "I'm the Avatar. I'm suppose to stop things like this from happening. I'm not suppose to fall vic-" She stopped herself again. She could feel herself shaking. This wasn't a feeling she was use to having, and yet she's been walking around with it for the last two months.
Mako wrapped his arms around her. For the first time in a long time, Korra didn't shudder away from his touch. Instead, she rested her head against his chest and embraced it. It was the closest they've been in weeks.
"You should have told me, Korra. You should have told someone."
Korra looked up at him, slightly. "I think I just did." She let herself stay in Mako's arms for a little longer before pulling away. "Ok, so
What about the baby? We may never know if it's yours, and if it turns out
This is probably a stupid question, but you wouldn't
walk out on the kid, would you?"
Mako was a bit dismayed that she'd even ask that. "I wouldn't leave you, Korra. Even if the baby isn't mine
I'll still be there for the both of you."
Korra wasn't sure how convinced she was by his last sentence, but for now she'd take it. "Thanks, Mako."
The pain was beyond intense. Practically gasping for air, Korra leaned back against the pillows of her hospital bed.
"Korra, you're almost there. You're doing great," Mako assured her.
Korra took a deep breath in, then started pushing again. Her grip on Mako's hand continued to grow tighter and tighter, until finally a strong cry echoed throughout the room.
"It's a girl!" the doctor announced.
Korra let out a sigh of relief as she leaned against the pillows again. After several hours of labor, she could finally relax some now.
The doctor handed the baby girl to Korra. She and Mako studied her closely for any sign of who her father was. Her skin was lighter than Korra's, but not quite the same shade as Mako's. Her hair was almost as dark as Mako's and her eyes were the same shade of blue as Korra's, but that could change over time.
Korra looked up at Mako and partially smiled a slightly timid smile. "I, uh, I guess it's going to take more time."
Mako nodded. He wanted to believe that this beautiful baby girl was his, but for now there was still no way to tell. "Do you still like the name we picked out?"
"I should hope so. It took us over a month to find names we both liked."
Mako half-smiled at her. "So Mina it is, then?"
Korra smiled back at him. "Yeah. Mina."
Time doesn't always pass with grace. In her early months, Mina grew to look more and more like her mother, her eyes even remaining the same beautiful blue. As early as six months old, it was made apparent that she was a waterbender after a rather drenching bath time experience on her parents part. For the longest time, nothing pointed to who her father was.
As time went on, however, Mina's face turned into one no one recognized.