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The Pro Bending arena fell apart. The equalists surfaced, and started to savatoge inosent everyday benders. Nothing was going as planed. I was, not only a failure avatar, but also expected to stop a war. Mako was the only person who can get that off my mind. Bolin was the only person who can cheer me up. Asami was the only person who I can trust to have my back...until...the countries came.

It was a normal night in the underground city. I couldn't sleep. I had to face Amon the next day. No matter how much I needed it, sleep never welcomed me. Suddenly, there was a greenish white light in the distance, and several men screamed as they fell from the light. I prepared to fight equalists as I aprotched the scean. Instead of men in equalists uniforms, I saw regular men.

One of them had yellow hair that was brushed back, bright blue eyes, and he was riped. When I say riped, I mean RIPED. He seemed to be scolding a smaller, weaker man with redish-brown hair, and brown eyes. The small man seemed to be holding a bag full of white flags.

Another group of men were fighting. All three had yellow hair, but one of them had green eyes and thick eyebrows. The other two had blue eyes, but one of them had longer hair, and had the oddest heaviest accent I've ever heard. The other had glasses.

More men were fighting in their own little group also. One of these men had white hair, and the other two had black hair. The man with white hair had purple eyes, and a white scarf. The men with black hair had brown eyes, and one of them had their hair in a low ponietail.

"Ahem." I cleared my throat. When no one answered, I got a little louder. "Exscuse me!" No responce. I took a deep breath, and yelled, "YO! LISTEN UP!" That seemed to stop their fighting. "Who are you?" I asked when they looked at me. "And why are you here?"

"Mind telling us where we are?" the green eyed man asked.

"You're in an underground city." I answered. "Right above us is Republic City, but it's under attack because of the war-"

"WAR?!" the riped man asked, throwing the smaller man across the floor. "I know a thing or two about war!"

"Germany!" the small man squeaked. "Why did you throw me? That hurt!"

"Just ignore him." the large man said. "Now, about this war..."

"America!" the green eyed man yelled, turning to the man with glasses. "I made that spell to transport us between worlds by YOUR choseing! How is this where we ended up?!"

"It worked Iggy! I saw this place in a TV show back at my pad, Avatar: the Last Airbender! The hero here is awesome!" the glasses man replied. He walked up to me. "So, where's the hero?"

I slumped. "Do you mean the girl who's suposed to be the hero?" I asked. "'Cause that's me."

"What's your name my dear?" the long haired man asked, kissing my hand.

"Korra." I answered. "You are?"

"I'm France." he answered. "And we are the countries. Germany, England, America, Italy, Russia, Japan, and China."

"Can someone else repeat that?" I asked. "I can't pin his accent."

The red haired man repeated all the names. "And I'm Italy!" he finished.

"Now, on to why you're here." I continued.

"We're here to find a hero!" America stated like it was obvious.

"You came to the wrong place." I said soleomly. "I'm no hero."

"That's not true!" China yelled in denile. "You said you were supposed to be a hero. So, you have to be one."

Germany took a good look at me, rooting his hands on my shoulders. "You look strong, confident, and brave. All qualities I believe a hero to be." he smiled at me.

"I know we just met," Italy yelled. "But I can tell you're braver than me!"

"Everyone's braver than you!" Japan yelled.

"Exactily!" he yelled with his smile stuck on his face.

"Any way we can help?" Russia asked.

I shook my head. "I need to face the leader of the enemy tomarrow, and if he beats me, that's it!"

"He won't be expecting us!" England yelled. "He'll probably only be expecting you."

"We'll help you, if you help us." China stated.

"Why?" Italy asked. "I have white flags for everyone!"

"KORRA!" Mako called from down the street.

"Who is that?" France asked.

"Just a guy." I answered.

"Is he your...fancy?" he asked.

"What?"

"Is that guy your boyfriend?" America translated.

"I have to go." I avoided the question. "If you want to join me tomorrow, then split into two groups. One group take down equalists, take their uniforms, meet me here at dawn. The other group will join Iroh, Asami, and Bolin to destroy the air field base. I'll help you with your problem if we survive the fortnight." I turned and ran to Mako.

"You still never answered my question!" France yelled after me as I sped away from the foriners.

"What are you doing up so late?" Mako asked as he walked me back to camp.

"Some men woke me, and I had to see what was up." I answered. "They want to join us, and in return, I just need to help them with a problem of theirs."

"Well, get back to sleep." he stated as I laid down next to Naga. "You'll need it to face Amon tomorrow."

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I looked in the direction Korra left and started what she asked. "Alright," I called out as I held up eight sticks in my fist. "Everyone, grab a stick, and find your group. Team red will join Korra and her boyfriend, team blue will go with her friends."

Everyone grabbed a stick anonamusly and grouped together in two groups. On team red were Italy, France, England, and myself while on the blue team were China, America, Russia, and Japan.

My group left for the surface to find these equalists Korra kept on talking about while the other team left to follow the young couple.

"I hope these uniforms won't be too tacky," France complained. "I'm far to gorgous to be put in bland cloths." I rolled my eyes and zoned them out when England started talking to him, which soon turned into yelling as I looked around.

The majority of the people outside were in uniform, so it wasn't that hard to find one. "Let's get in gear." I comanded as Italy followed me. I looked back as France and England started to strangle eachother. "France! England! You're going to get us caught!"

"Just get the stupid uniform frog!"

"Why not you get it Black Sheep of Europe?!"

"I TOLD YOU NEVER TO CALL ME THAT!"

All I could do was facepalm myself. "If you two can't even stop bickering for bickering sake, then you might as well go back to Europe!" I stated. This was going to be a really long night.