Author's Note:

1. My posting after the first 3 or 4 chapters will be quite irregular so please be patient.

2. My Tumblr (whoviansaremagic) is where this is originally from but from now on this account and the one on my Tumblr will be on the same chapter instead of my Tumblr being one chapter ahead.

3. There may be some slight differences between this version and the Tumblr version (this one being more revised) but the changes shouldn't change the plot in any way.

Well, whether you're from my Tumblr or new to my writing, enjoy!

Chapter 1

The world slips away,

Closer to the edge and

Tryin' to find a brighter day

…

"Video Game Lovesong" by Nerdyguitarvlogs was pumping in the ears of this (almost) Elements Academy newbie. She was average height for her age… statistically speaking. In reality, she was one of the shortest girls in the school. However, that didn't stop this 16 year-old, tan-skinned, Southern Water Tribe native from practically strutting down the hallway. Of course, this wasn't the hallway of the newly built Elements Academy, no, it was the hallway of her home, between her bedroom and the bathroom.

I still can't believe that I got accepted, she thought as she reread the acceptance letter for the millionth time since she'd gotten it. I mean, I know that I'm good at sports but full scholarships for ALL 3?! If I hadn't gotten it I would've thought it impossible. Relax Korra, breathe.

The brunette inhaled, rather lazily, as she attempted to calm herself and her racing mind. She had been accepted to Elements Academy for Girls' Soccer, Girls' Basketball, and the soon-to-be-coed Football Team. On top of that, she was the FIRST Water Tribe native to be accepted to the school. There was one other student there who was of Water Tribe ethnicity, but was not born and raised there. His name was Tahno. Korra had met him once before, when they were younger and she has hated him from the start.

Either way, she was going to get a lot of attention when the first day of school rolled around.

I like the sound of that. I mean, I am a SUPER AWESOME athlete. Three sports, one in which was an all boys' team 'till I arrived? It's crazy! I'm sooooo nervous.

As she failed to calm herself, Korra walked to the bathroom to get dressed. After about 10 minutes, she came out wearing a pair of baggy black jeans, a black RWBY t-shirt, a grey leather-ish jacket with fur lining, a pair of red and black basketball shoes, and the special black and white snapback she had gotten as a gift along with the Elements Academy t-shirt and acceptance letter (naturally, the snapback had the Elements Academy crest all over it, but there was also another logo on it which was the logo of the school's sponsor).

"FINALLY!" Senna, Korra's mother, yelled, "You've been in your room for nearly half an hour. Now grab your bag, we've got some shopping to do and Professor Tenzin has offered to give us a lift."

"Do we have to do this now? Orientation isn't until…", Korra searched through her bag in an attempt to find the acceptance letter with the date.

"Tomorrow", Senna interrupted, "Orientation is tomorrow and you have to be there in uniform so you don't get in trouble."

"Okay, fine, just one thing. Please make sure that I can get the Boys' uniform and NOT THE GIRLS'." Korra responded urgently. She shivered at the thought of wearing a skirt to school everyday.

How would I survive?

"The letter in your bag has a special card giving you permission to purchase the boys' uniform for school. Now let's go before we run out of time. I have to be back by 6:30 so that I can start…"

"My last dinner here." Korra said in an unfocused voice, finally realizing how hard it is to leave home.

"Sadly, yes. Now, LET'S GO!" Senna stated, dragging Korra out with her into to the cold, blizzardy air of the Southern Water Tribe.

"Alright," Korra replied, "Let's get this over with."

…

"Father, have you completed the organization of your documents? I am capable of completing the task for you, if you are in need of services as such. Another option is that either of us complete it once we have returned from the uniform store." A tall, pale girl of only 17 years of age asked her workaholic father in an overly-elegant manner.

"I'm deeply sorry Asami and although you don't have to speak to me in that way I appreciate your efforts in using a more mature way of speaking. However, this is delicate work that not even you know about or need to know about, for the time being." Asami's father, Hiroshi Sato, replied, only slightly imitating his daughter's proper tone of voice. "I will be finished soon, please just stay wherever you are and don't go anywhere."

"Okay, I know you're very protective of your delicate work. I'll wait."

So Asami waited, wearing a red, maroon, and black Future Industries outfit that she'd worn all her life. Her father, Hiroshi Sato, was the owner and founder of Future Industries as well as the inventor of the Satomoblie. He had made a fortune off of it and now Asami waited, her raven colored hair flowing neatly against her shoulders, in the main hallway of the Sato mansion.

"Alright aaaaaand, done!" Hiroshi exclaimed as he put the finishing touches on the different files he had been organizing.

"Finally!" Asami replied jokingly.

Her father chuckled as he hurried down the stairs.

"Ouf, I should be more careful now that I'm starting to get older." Mr. Sato said as he nearly fell down the stairs.

As soon as Asami had spotted the slightest hint of her father struggling, she rushed to the bottom of the stairs, ready to aid him.

Thank the Spirits for years of defensive training. Asami thought as she realized, for the hundredth time, how quick and skilled she really was.

Asami's slightly smaller father reached the bottom of the stairs without any more difficulty but when he suggested that he drive Asami quickly and abruptly turned him down saying, "You were just speaking of how old you were getting and if you can't get down the stairs without a hiccup than I don't feel safe having you drive in the middle of rush hour."

When the two of them got out of the house, they reluctantly compromised by taking a taxi. When the cab pulled over, the driver immediately recognized the inventor of the very Satomobile he was driving and greeted them saying, "Hello, Mr. Sato, what a pleasure to meet you, and might this be Asami Sato?"

Asami really didn't feel like talking, but instinctively said, "Yes. Hello, Mr…." She trailed off as she read the name of the driver on the inside of Satomobile. "Mr. Varrick."

Turns out Asami was right about rush hour. It was only 4 PM but Satomobiles still flooded the streets. It took them 30 minutes to get to a place that was normally only a 10 minute Satomobile ride away.

The whole time they sat there listening to the "Mr. Varrick" tell some quite explicit stories and he kept mentioning this one "Zhu Li" character.

Just as Asami was going to ask about it she spotted something big and furry in the sky. "A flying bison." she muttered under her breath unconsciously.

"A what?" her father questioned.

Asami immediately snapped back into reality and showed her father where she had seen it.

"Wow. I think you're right, Asami." was all he could say when he say the beast's silhouette in the sky. "but… someone's riding it."