She sat behind the same desk she had. Looked out over the same city she had grown up in, and sworn to protect. But this time, she was not that little eight year old, or one of her personal guards. This time she had returned, and now looked over the city, as its leader. Conqueror, some said. That just wasn't the way of it. She better than most knew what technological treasures were hidden in Zaofu. And it seemed a waste, and rather selfish of Su to keep it that way.

Liberation, is what Kuvira saw this as. Not a take over, not conquering.

As a little girl, she had sat in this same seat, and watched as Su masterfully dealt with each visiting noble or world leader. Su would stand just before the small table, and she would spin tales and churn out such beautifully crafted words. In the end, each dignitary could only agree with what the youngest of the Beifong siblings had laid on the table. It amazed Kuvira, and filled her with such inspiration.

From the beginning of her time with Su and her family, just after her eighth birthday, she'd heard talk of how ancient and outdated the monarchy system was. Kings and Queens were no longer necessary titles to the new and improved, modernized world. Su believed more in the people's own power, what each individual was cable of if given the chance. To Kuvira, Su had been an ideal idol, someone the tiny girl looked up to. For it was Su who had first invested time in the little orphan girl's undeniable skills, whether it be in Metalbending or other efforts.

"Never forget that anyone is capable of great things, Kuvira," she had told her one day. "And I believe that you will grow to accomplish something fantastic, something unlike anything the world has ever seen." Su's faith in the child was astounding. For she could see what potential lied dormant, buried in the depths of those ever grassy green eyes. There was a gleam in them, something the matriarch identified with.

"Really?" Little green eyes had looked up at the Metal Clan leader, bright with hope, absorbing every word.

"Absolutely. Everyone will see what you've done and cheer, and I will be the proudest among them."

She had done great things. And Su had proven to be a hypocrite. Proud? Kuvira scoffed. That was not what Suyin was. Suyin had expressed nothing but disgust for this plan Kuvira had put blood, sweat and tears into. This was what the Great Uniter had been working towards for three years. It was what was best for the Earth Empire. How could no one see that?

"I would like for Kuvira to be one of my own personal guards," Su had told the Head of Security, when Kuvira was freshly out of training and barely fifteen.

The stone faced man couldn't deny the capability of the newest of recruits. Her Metalbending prowess rivaled that of any of his men and women. Neither could he deny that Kuvira was smart, and born to be a leader herself one day. The younger woman stood next to Su, still in uniform, Su's hand resting on her shoulder in reassurance. In the end, he hadn't seen a problem adding the girl to the detail.

Kuvira did feel sadness for how things had turned out with her surrogate mother. But she had come so far. And not even her pseudo family could stand in her way. Was it not the sign of a great leader if they put their country above family, above all else? She no longer sought Su's approval, acceptance, but that did not make the dull ache in her chest any less. Kuvira straightened and turned from the window, back toward Su's old desk - her new desk. Su was no longer relevant.

"I won't let you down, Suyin."

"I know."

This is the kind of indepth stuff I wish we could've gotten for Kuvira. They kept hinting at this strong bond Kuvira and Su had but we've hardly seen any of it. Although, I'll admit that I could feel some emotion in that fight in episode ten, and I love that it was Su that fought her. It was personal that way. I just wish there was more of that.

Anyway, this just popped into my head and I noticed there weren't many of these stories about. A shame really. So let me add my own contribution to the mix.

I'm out. Peace.