Hey guys this is my new story I am writing. Thanks for reading! :)

Korra's POV:

"No!" I yelled as I stormed out the door. Why does everyone think that I can just fix everything like that. I knew that spirits and humans have problems with each other, but I didn't think that it was going to be this bad. Everyone is all, "Avatar Korra the spirits did this," or, "Avatar Korra the humans aren't tolerable,"or, "What did you make this decision," and, "Your a terrible avatar," also, "We aren't going to work together. This is the worst mistake you have ever made."

Ugh! I thought. I needed space right now to clear my mind from all the people complaining.

I don't know where I am heading, but I don't care, as long as I am alone I'll be fine hopefully. When I turn a corner to an alley I start to hear strange noises.

"Who's there?" I say loudly in a ready fighting position. Nothing comes out and all went silent. That's weird I think. I keep walking down the alley and suddenly I am hit in several places in my body and fall to the ground. When I look up I see 2 people in equalists suits!

"I thought all of you were gone or in hiding because I defeated Amon."

Both men laughed, "You defeated Amon?" One of them said.

"As I recall he took your bending away and he escaped. Then his boat exploded," said the other.

"You are not worthy of being the avatar," both said in unison. They started to attack me and I tried to get up. Sloppily I tried to fight back but I couldn't.

"Leave me alone," I tried to yell, which was pretty pathetic.

"That's all you have great avatar?" The man said. I had nothing left in me, I let them keep going though. As my vision is starting to go black I think to myself. Maybe it's for the better. As I am losing all consciousness I feel like someone is yelling my name. Then all is black.