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One Small Step for Amon
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Written by

HammerOfThor

Editor(s)

HammerOfThor

Release date

April 26, 2012

Word count

1,609

This fanon is something I've been writing over the past two days, as a parody of some of the theories and controversies that have been circulating about Amon. It isn't intended to be insulting, or start any flame wars; it's just a bit of fun, and should be taken as such. I hope you have as much fun reading it as I did writing it.

Are you Amon or a mouse?

Welcome to Republic City

The room was dimly lit, the only candle in the room throwing eerie shadows across the walls. A radio had been placed in the centre, the crackle from the broadcast the only sound to pierce the silence. Everyone in the room was listening to it intently, not daring to move in case they missed even a second of the broadcast.

"I'm so happy to be here. Thank you Republic City."

One of the men moved to the radio and turned it off.

"Amon, how do you wanna handle this?" the Lieutenant asked.

"I was thinking some flowers, maybe a nice landscape," Amon replied. "John, don't you think a landscape would look nice on this wall?"

"Definitely sir, maybe some of those little cushions on the sofa as well. I hear..."

"I wasn't talking about the decorating," the Lieutenant interrupted. "I've got a guy coming round next Thursday to have a look, and we agreed to talk about it then. I meant about the Avatar."

"So, the Avatar's arrived early. Well, we have been waiting four years for the new series, it was about time something happened." He turned slowly, revealing a mask covering his face. His very aura emanated evil, the mask and hood covering horrors that could barely be imagined. The unspeakable acts this man had done...

"Dude, seriously, what's with the hatred," Amon asked the narrator.

What do you mean. The promotional material said you were evil.

"You can't believe everything the promos say. Did they tell you I do lacrosse every Saturday, or that I have my own collection of eighteenth century brass saucepans?"

Err, no they didn't. So wait, does that mean you're not Ozai or Jet.

"No. I'm not 110, and I'm not dead. Yeah, that's right guys, Jet is definitely dead. Maybe you should get to know me, rather than speculating on who I am."

Okay, I'll tone it back.

He turned slowly, revealing a mask covering his face. His very aura emanated evil, but he could be good, we don't know that yet. Speculation is against wiki policy.

"It looks like we'll have to accelerate our plans," Amon said.

"You mean get the guy in on Tuesday rather than Thursday?" John asked.

"Shut up about the decorating," the Lieutenant shouted. "For gods sake, just fade to credits."


A Leaf in the Wind

"Err, were we even in this episode?" Amon asked.

"No sir, we weren't," the Lieutenant replied.

"Well, I suppose there's not much for us to do then."

"I expect the writer couldn't be bothered to come up with something to write."

"That's probably true."

"He did come up with this dialogue though sir."

"Seven lines. Hardly seems worth it."

He's right. It really wasn't worth it.


The Revelation

"Lieutenant, I'm afraid we have a problem, and I need you to fix it," Amon said, turning to his second in command. The Lieutenant had seen what happened to people who disobeyed Amon's command, and a week of washing up duty did not thrill him.

"Is it the Avatar sir? Several of our men mentioned spotting her," the Lieutenant replied hesitantly.

"No, we've run out of shrimp at the buffet. I need you to run down the shop and buy some more. We can't have a meeting without shrimp."

"Couldn't we just go without the shrimp, sir? People aren't coming here for the shrimp," the Lieutenant said exasperatedly.

"I will not have this meeting marred by a lack of decent food. Just because we're the bad guys in this show, it doesn't mean we can't put on a good spread." One of the Equalists suddenly came running up to him.

"Good news sir, we found the shrimp. Someone put it in the wrong bag," he said.

"What, who did that? If this wasn't a kids shows, someone would be dead."

"Sir, we are ready to begin."

"Very well. We'll deal with this later," Amon said. He stepped onto a platform, a line of Equalists behind him. The platform began to rise up towards a hole in the ceiling, before suddenly coming to a stop.

"Oh, for gods sake." Amon sighed, "not again. Peter, give the generator a kick for me," he called down. There was a moments pause, before the platform started moving again, revealing a large crowd assembled before them.

"Please welcome, your hero, your saviour... Amon!"

"Hey guys, how you doing?" Amon asked, addressing the crowd. "To cut a long story short, my family was killed by a firebender who might have been Zuko, and now I've got the power to take away bending, which might possibly be energybending, depending on what the War Room forum decides. With that in mind, lets bring on our first contestant."

"Our first contestant is the leader of the Triple Threat Triad. He is one of the most notorious criminals in Republic City, and has amassed a fortune by extorting and abusing non-benders. He also enjoys long walks along the beach, and reading the works of Jane Austen. Please welcome, Lightning Bolt Zolt." Lightning Bolt Zolt was led out onto the stage by several Equalists, his hands tied behind his back.

"Now, in the interests of fairness, I will give Zolt the chance to fight to keep his bending," Amon said.

"You gonna regret doing that pal," Zolt growled.

[In deference to those of you who haven't seen this episode, I have decided not to include the scene where Amon removes Lightning Bolt Zolt's firebending by energybending him, since that would spoil the episode for you. Better that you learn about how Amon can energybend by watching the episode.

Oh damn, I did it again. Oh well. What's done is done.

Korra and Mako get married at the end of the episode. It totally happens. If you ask anyone, they'll say it doesn't happen, but it totally does.]

"Wha... what'd you do to me?" Zolt asked, his body slumped on the floor.

"Your firebending is gone," Amon replied. "Forever." The audience gasped at this revelation [episode title, gotta have it somewhere].

"I know, right, who knew that was coming," Amon replied. "When I read the script, I was like, what, I'm gonna energybend. But I'm sure the fans will deal with this revelation [second time, I'm on a roll] calmly and peacefully." He turned towards the next prisoner, and motioned for him to be led on stage.

"You ain't gonna get me so easily, punk," Shady Shin shouted towards Amon.

"How do you know that?" Amon asked.

"What do you mean?" Shin replied.

"Well, our fight was never seen in the episode. I could've pushed you over with one finger."

"You're right I suppose. Well that's quite the revelation [OK, I'll stop now]. We know how it ends, so why don't we just skip to there."

"That seems best. Our writer's too lazy to come up with anything deep. I mean, look at this conversation. Not exactly Shakespeare." Amon pressed his fingers to Shin's head, in a way that is similar to what Aang did to Ozai, but a bit different. There was a sudden lack of flashing lights, and Shin dropped to the floor, his bending gone.

"I am on fire," Amon exclaimed. "Okay, who's next?" One of the Equalists grabbed Bolin, and pushed him onto the stage.

"Are you scared, young man?" asked Amon.

"Not really," Bolin replied. Amon seemed rather taken aback.

"What do you mean?" he roared.

"Well, I've read the rest of this episode, and Korra and Mako save me, so there's not a whole lot to worry about."

"I guess you're right. Might as well wait for them to save you then." Amon and Bolin stood on the stage, an awkward silence filling the room. "Did you try the shrimp?" Amon asked finally.

"Yeah, not bad. I didn't expect such a nice spread," Bolin replied. Their conversation was cut short when a sudden mass of steam began filling the room, the crowd screaming at this sudden change of events that they would have seen coming if any of them had bothered to read their script. Mako managed to overpower one of the Equalists, and grabbed Bolin, pulling him towards the door.

"Well isn't that a pity," Amon sighed.

"The Avatar may have escaped sir, but we'll catch her," one of the Equalists said. "The Lieutenant is chasing after them now."

"No, not that. All this food we prepared, and no-one's going to eat it," said Amon. He wandered onto the balcony Mako and Bolin had escaped through, a sandwich in hand. Several of the Equalists were chasing after the Avatar and her friends.

"Let her go. She's the perfect messenger to tell the city of my power," Amon said.

"But sir, she could be dangerous," the Lieutenant said.

"Chillax, man. We've got another 9 episodes to catch her. The steam has turned this hall into a lovely sauna, and I don't know about you, but I am beat from all that stuff that might possibly have been energybending."

"But sir, this is the end of the chapter. There's no time."

"Well, at least we'll get to finish speaking. I really hate it when..."

THE END.

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