Hey guys, this is my first Korrasami Fanfic, originally I wrote this story as a Hunger Games (Madge/Gale) fanfic a couple of years ago. But I lost interest in the pairing and in The Hunger Games in general. I didn't want to let the story die so I decided to convert it into a Legend of Korra fanfiction instead.
This story is an AU, also I obviously do not own The Legend of Korra.
I'll be trying to post at least once or twice a month.
Enjoy!
Asami woke to the smell of smoke. It stung her eyes and she coughed violently, lungs burning. Stumbling out of bed she rubbed at watering eyes, trying to clear them so she could see what was going on. After several disorienting seconds, her vision cleared but doesn't prove to be much use considering her bedroom was clouded in dark heavy smoke; huge black plumes billowing outside her window.
"DAD," Asami tries to yell but ended up doubled over and coughing from smoke inhalation. "MOM?" She cried hoarsely, as she hacks and stumbles half blind into her bedroom door, yelping when her hand comes in contact with the door knob. Cradling the burnt appendage to her chest, she looks around the room for something to protect herself against the scalding hot metal long enough to open the door. But the room is so dark and clouded with smoke that she can barely see three feet past her own face. Wracked with another coughing fit she almost falls to her knees. Her lungs feel as if they are on fire. Wheezing and feeling lightheaded she tries but fails time and time again to fill her lungs with something other than smoke and carbon dioxide.
Asami falls to the ground, her mind foggy from lack of oxygen. A loud "thud" brings her back to her senses and the door behind her shivers violently as something collides into it from the other side. There is a brief pause, before it flies open barley staying on its hinges.
A dark figure rushes through the doorway and to the her aid, asking if she is hurt. Asami shakes her head slowly; blinking stupidly at the man crouched beside her before finally recognizing him as her father's bodyguard - Xan.
"Come on, we need to get out of here!" He yells into her ear as he pulls her roughly to her feet. Part of the ceiling falls, collapsing down onto her bed and lighting it ablaze almost instantaneously. Xan practically carries a stunned Asami as they run down the burning hallway, towards a set of stairs that the servants use to access the rooms on the fourth floor of the Sato mansion.
Xan pushed the still dazed girl forward into the stair well, which miraculously is mostly free of smoke or fire. She pauses, greedily gulping down several breaths of somewhat fresh air while Xan slams the door shut behind them. Now supplied with an adequate amount of oxygen, Asami's mind chooses this moment to finally catch up with her.
"Where are my mother and father?"
Impatient with her lack of movement, Xan yells at her to move; trying to hurry her down the stairs.
"Where are they?" She yells back at the bodyguard, digging in her heels stubbornly and refusing to take another step without an adequate answer.
Xan huffs in frustration, but Asami sees an emotion other than anger flit across his face- grief. She feels her heart drop sickeningly into her stomach and suddenly she can't breathe again.
She knows. She knows what has become of her only family before she sees Xan shake his head and mutter a somber "Gone,"
Her knees feel weak and almost give out from beneath her as she was overcome with shock and grief. Tears stream down her cheeks, and she can barely find her voice to ask him, how? Xan just shook his head again and instead placed a hand on the small of her back, guiding her carefully down the stairs.
They had made it just past the second floor landing when the door leading out into the hallway bursts open with the sound of shattering of wood. The couple froze; staring up at the man silhouetted in the doorway.
For a brief second Asami's chest swells with hope and relief, thinking that her father had somehow managed to survive the flames and that everything was going to turn out okay after all. But then the flames in the hallway behind the man illuminated the figure's face and all her hopes soured instantly into a fresh wave of terror as hungry red eyes stare down at them. The man smiled reveling long razor sharp fangs in a predatory grin.
"Ahh, there you are," He purrs in deep, lightly accented voice. "We've been looking for you everywhere."
They lock eyes, his red irises clashing against her jade green with the promise of violence. Xan stepped forward, breaking up Asami's terrifying staring match with the stranger.
"Let her go." Xan said his voice low and his posture protective. "She's just a 20-year-old human girl. What threat could she possibly pose to a group of supernatural creatures like the Equalists?"
Asami's mind reels as she looks from Xan to the strange man and back again, her mouth agape. Supernatural creatures had come out of the shadows and into the public eye about 10 years ago, and needless to say their reception among the 'normal' people wasn't exactly friendly. People were shocked and terrified that the monsters that they saw in horror movies where actually real, and out there; quite possibly being their neighbors, co-workers and in even in some cases their spouses. None the less, most where peaceful law abiding citizens. In fact, Republic City had signed a treaty of sorts several years ago with the SCA- the Spirit and Creature Alliance that they would retain the same rights as any normal citizens, but would be required to enforce law and order when it came to their own kind.
Despite the treaty, Supernatural creatures were still treated like second class citizens. Creatures who were out often were ostracized and shunned out of fear. It was nearly impossible for them to be hired on at human companies and be accepted into schools and universities.
The Equalists were a group of supernatural thugs who believed that supernatural beings were the Apex predators of the world and that humans were no more than livestock, to be herded and used as needed.
She knew that her father had made enemies with them when he had created several weapons and devices that would allow an ordinary human to protect themselves from, or even kill various supernatural creatures. Asami herself had helped engineer the high velocity bullets designed to kill vampires. The Equalists were known for their brutal, and often deadly treatment of humans.
The man laughed and stepped forward on the landing, just a few steps above them. In the dim light of the stairwell she could see that he was wearing a dark colored suit and tie, looking like a classic mobster. The suit was unbuttoned and she noticed there were dark stains splattered all over the white collared shirt he wore underneath. Blood.
"Sorry, no can do." He said in a tone that didn't sound the least bit apologetic.
"The boss has given his orders, and he doesn't take it lightly when jobs are left half done." Then he pauses, looking Asami over with those cruel red eyes as he licks his lips hungrily.
"On second thought, maybe I'll just keep her for myself. As a plaything."
Asami cowered. Shivering, she hugs herself trying to pull her thin nightgown down to cover more of her bare legs from his view.
Suddenly Xan pulls a black 9 mm pistol from his suit jacket and fires three rounds into the man. The first bullet goes directly into the center of his forehead, while the other two pierced his chest, right where his heart would be.
Asami shrieks and falls onto her backside; trying to cover her ears with her hands and watches, horrified as the man toppled over and falls into a heap. She closed her eyes, and trying to block out a world that was falling apart around her.
A firm hand grips her shoulders and shakes her roughly. Asami opens her eyes to see that she and Xan almost nose to nose.
"We have to get going!" He yells into her face. "Those were normal bullets; I ran out of the wood tipped ones when I was trying to get to your room!"
Asami looks past him and back at the body stunned, unable to move a muscle. Xan glances back and began to shake her harder, trying to pull her to her feet, panicking.
"Get up!" He shouts desperately, yanking her to her feet.
"God dammit girl, move! You have to run!"
Xan pushes her and she stumbles, almost falling down the next flight of stairs. Asami manages to grab onto the railing to regain her balance. She can't help but to look up and watch, as Xan rapidly firing rounds of bullets into the now moving Vampire. He glanced down at her, and began to yell something when, his gun clicks empty and words that had looked like 'RUN NOW' turned into a garbled scream as the creature in a black suit picks Xan up effortlessly and slams him to the ground like a rag doll; biting savagely into his neck and ripping open his throat.
Asami freezes unable to breath as she feels something warm and wet splatter across her face. She stared up in absolute terror at the monster that was ripping the man that had protected her since she was a child into pieces.
The violence stopped, and she suddenly found herself staring into a pair of glowing red eyes that she is positive will haunt her dreams for the rest of her life. That is, if she somehow managed to survive.
He growled, and Asami came to her senses and fled.
Incredibly, she managed to make it down two flights of stairs and into the ground floor laundry room without being eaten. She slammed the door to the stairwell shut, fumbling with the lock, and barley managing to turn the bolt just before something thudded heavy into wooden door.
Ominously, everything went silent. All she could hear was the rumbling of the washers and dryers as they worked loads of laundry that that would probably never be worn ever at that the door, her heart beat loudly in her ears as she took a few steps backwards, toward another door that stood closed some dozen feet away on the other side of the room.
Suddenly the world went into slow motion as the locked door flies apart in a shower of a million pieces of wood. And the next thing Asami knew, she was airborne. She sailed through the air and was able to count the ceiling tiles as she flew by. Within the blink of an eye, time and gravity catches up and sends her crashing into a bruised heap onto the hard tiled floor.
Asami groans and barley manages to sit up in time to watch her assailant step casually over the wreckage of door and into the room. The emergency lights flicker ominously; deepening the hallows his face and eyes as the man stalks towards her smiling and drenched in blood.
"There you are," He purrs, watching her attempt escape, as she scrambles backwards and away from him. He sighs at her in mock exasperation.
"Miss Sato, you must stop this. You cannot fight the inevitable. If it helps, I promise to make it quick."
Ignoring him, she continues to scoot backwards in a vain attempt to survive. Her hand brushes something sharp at the same moment her back collides with a solid surface. Trapped, with nowhere let to run, she glances down to see what her hand had come in contact with. She reached out and grabbed a sharp piece of wood, about the length of her forearm and barely two inches in diameter.
Up against a hungry vampire that would rip her apart with the same casual ease that it took her to get dressed in the morning, Asami felt as if her weapon felt was as flimsy and useless as a toothpick.
Seeing her trapped and helpless seemed to arouse some sort of instinct within the vampire. His demeanor changed from taunting to predatory and he crouched down low into a stance that reminded Asami of a big cat about to pounce upon its prey. He hissed, baring razor sharp fangs at her.
Asami doesn't know if it was a moment of insanity, or just her wanting this nightmare to be over, when she defiantly locks eyes with the vampire and tilts her head up to expose the tender skin of neck.
He lunges for it almost instantaneously, launching himself through the air so quickly he's nothing but a blur. The vampire crashes into her with the force of a semi-truck, and it turns out that Asami is actually leaning against the door that she had seen earlier from across the room. Understandably, it hadn't been built to withstand the force supernatural strength generated by a blood thirsty vampire and crashed open, coming off its hinges to follow them as they flew into the adjacent room. Vampire still a top of her, Asami hits the ground hard, her head colliding with the granite tiling with a sickening CRACK! Momentum slides the pair backwards for several more feet before jerking them to a halt.
The world spun in dizzy circles as Asami fought a losing battle to stay conscious. The vampire jerked violently from his position on top of her and she felt his hot breath graze her neck. Well at least I won't be conscious for the throat ripping-blood sucking part, she thought as her vision went dark and sighed resigning herself to her fate.
Asami woke to the sound of people shouting and sirens blaring in the distance. She laid for a moment dazedly on her back, feeling the cool stone of floor through the thin fabric of her night gown; wondering distantly why it felt as if a heavy weight was pressing down on her chest. Something tickled her cheek and she turned her head to look right into the vacant and empty stare of the person lying on her. Memories of the past few hours in hell rushed back to her, and the terror of remembering that how the vampire had miraculously survived numerous ordinarily fatal gunshot wounds, gave her strength to push the limp body off her, and she scrambled away from it with a terrified squeak.
Not knowing what else to do, Asami just sat there; staring at what she hoped was a dead vampire and wondering how she managed to still be alive. After what felt like an adequate amount of time had passed without the monster so much as wiggling a toe, Asami felt it was safe to declare it permanently dead. Obviously her make shift weapon in the form of an oversized toothpick qualified as a deadly weapon when it came to vampires.
Seeing no further reason to stick around with the body, Asami slowly rose, her body battered and sore from the multiple flights and collisions it had endured that day. She limped tiredly into an adjacent room, which happened to be the large kitchen. As she crossed it, Asami caught her refection in one of the numerous stainless steel appliances. She stopped to stare at herself, barley recognizing the girl reflected back at her.
Deep dark circles framed her dull green eyes and she looked as if she had been the murder victim at a brutal crime scene. Blood matted her wavy black hair, and was splattered in patches across her pale face. Her once white nightgown was now a rusty brown.
On closer examination, she noticed dozens of small burns and cuts littering the exposed skin on her hands, arms, legs and face. A ring of purple bruises were starting to from around her neck. Tilting her head to the side, she saw a pair of shallow puncture wounds. Asami lifted a hand to the back of her head and wincing when it grazed a large lump the size of a tennis ball; the surrounding hair was and matted with drying blood. She whimpered as the reality of what she had just endured came crashing down on her. All she wanted to do was curl up into a ball and cry until help found her.
A voice rung out in a nearby room. Whomever it was, was giving orders. Asami opened her mouth, about to call out and let them know she was there and in need of help, when the voice said something the others that made her heart just about stop cold in her chest.
"I want you all check the house thoroughly for any survivors." It said "Kill anyone you come across. No one is to make it of here alive, do you understand me?" He asked, his tone cold and commanding.
Asami didn't wait around to hear the mummer of accent; she was already out the back door and running for the property line as quickly as possible. In the distance the blaze that was her home gradually shrunk down into the size of a glowing ember. Tears streamed down her cheeks in rivers as she mourned the loss of everything she once had and left who and what she once was behind in flames.
Well that was the end of chapter 1/prologue. I'm in need of a good beta reader because I get really lazy when it comes to editing and checking for spelling and grammatical mistakes, so if any of you are up to the job let me know, I would be grateful for the help. Also if there were any places in the story where I missed changing Madge to Asami let me know!
I hope I did an okay job and you guys enjoyed it. Let me know what you guys thought about it, and any comments/critiques you may have in a reviews. Reviews also work as excellent encouragement for me to hurry up and get future chapters out more quickly. Just an FYI.
Thanks for reading, and let me know how I did. See you soon!
AimedSiren