Ling wasn’t prepared for this… When the dragon boy ran up and blew up the handcuffs, she expected some sort of attack. But he just touched her… He touched her and the world went dark. Her legs gave out, crumpling underneath her as the boy clung to her arms, pulling her down with him. As chaos erupted around her, Ling’s gaze was empty, staring at nothing as she was lost inside her mind with the boy.
She could see the floor and the boy in front of her…. But that meant little a the moment. She felt traces of something foreign inside her, somehow she knew it was the child…. But…. There were other things as well… Layer after layer of things that didn’t feel right, in every direction…. Suffocating her, closing in on her…… She tried to escape it…. But she couldn’t move…. Memories flashed in front of her… To just a few minutes ago, to years ago, when she just arrived her…. But then… Then there were different ones. Ones that she had never seen before…. Yet they felt so familiar…
Racing along through the trees, scenery blazing by too fast to comprehend… Staring up at the night, seeing colors and stars from a different sky than her own…. Of playing a game as a small child…. Of being on the ground, life ebbing away as blood pooled down around her, the man from before covered in her blood as well…. Of curling up next to him, comforted by his presence for reasons she couldn’t comprehend…. Only a few moments in what should have been an entire lifetime…. But it brought up very disturbing questions….
Were these real? Were they part of a trap? Which life was the true life? Who was she to blame? She was snapped back to reality, hands softly brushing the stone where the child was now trapped beneath. A name half remembered or imagined under her breath.
She sat there, frozen for the longest while… She was Ling. She had been born of the only refugees of the genocide of the Air Peoples…. She had sanctuary here in the city of Ba Sing Se, training to help the people of the city….. Right? But now…. She wasn’t so sure… Her thoughts were still muddled, everything felt numb and cold… But there was a small crack. A crack of doubt that was created from the boy’s venture into her mind…. Impossible…. But somehow, some part of her believed it.
Another part of her did as well…. Over the rage and bloodshed around her, a voice called out to her…. It sounded familiar…. Somehow….. What was it? She called back to it, not with her mouth and voice… But her inner voice… And it called back………….
“……………….Wake up…… You gotta wake up…………” It whispered to her.
“……………..Who are you?” Ling asked tentatively.
“…………..I am you……. The true you………. You need to wake up…………. I can help………..” It said, barely audible to her, mentally crawling it’s way up to the surface…………
Ling looked up, eyes focusing on the carnage around her. She rose to her feet, rather unsteadily as she observed the situation around her. Observing the remaining parties…. Until she had a few things straitened out………. Everyone was an enemy.
She raced towards the intruder, grappling with the last surviving Dai Li agent on the floor. Blasting a wall of air between them, forcing the two apart. She went quickly into a fighting stance, giving everyone weary looks…. The metallic man… the agent…. And above them, hidden from mortal sight, the leader of the Dai Li…. Her leader? Her torturer? Long Feng.
“……….Nobody move………..Tell me what’s going on now……… Or EVERYONE is going to get hurt” She said, her volume raised up, though the tone still remained tinny and hallow, trembling with fear and uncertainty.
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