As you may have noticed, I deleted my first story due to me reading it over and over in utter disappointment. I would like to start anew, but still keep to the same topic. How I think Lok is going to play out. And after reading some of the other author's stories, my perspective has been changed immensly. Please review. Criticise to your liking, I really don't mind.

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"Very good Korra, you are ready to begin your airbending training." Sifu Zoden, Korra's fire-bending teacher, announced.

"YES! About time!" Korra exclaimed showing no effort to hold back her overwhelming excitement. Immediately, she began blabbering about all the rumors she had heard about the famous city of The United Republic. Her Sifu held his finger-tips to his temples, obviously working up a headache due to Korra's annoying jabber.

"Noise." Zoden snapped at her, and the happy banter stopped instantly in mid-sentence. Korra still stood facing her Sifu with her mouth agape, as if he had stolen her words right out.

"Sorry." Korra muttered, masking her temporary enthusiastic mood.

She took a couple steps across the training ring towards Zoden, where she had just barely passed her final fire-bending test with ease. All she was required to do was take down a fire-bendering master using only that element, and she finished the guy off in two minutes flat.

Once she reached her educator, she respectfully bowed.

"Thank you for teaching me the art of fire. I am grateful to have learned it from you. Your teachings will most certainlybe helpful on my journeys as the Avatar." The teenager stated. She had imagined that he would have smiled at her for once or at least have patted her on the back, but he just nodded and uttered, "Your welcome Avatar Korra. It was my pleasure." Pleasure my ass! I had to call The White Lotus Concil to come all the way down here just to convince him to teach me one move! Korra thought to herself, but in the end he had proved to be a good trainer, so he meant well.

Figuring their conversation was over, Korra turned on her heel and stalked out of the training grounds with her back to Zoden, not seeing the corner of her Sifu's mouth twitch into a smile.

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The boat for United Republic leaves at noon, get there on time because the captain's not going to wait for you. Here's the address you'll need and some copper pieces. Have a safe trip.

-Zoden

Korra scanned the note resting on her pillow. Her cheap hotel room she'd rented while training with Zoden smelled like sweat and dirty socks, they seriously needed to get maid service desprately. Korra was slightly disappointed with the amount of copper pieces scattered inside the leather pouch provided by her Sifu. That would only be enough for a couple days, maybe a week if she held back on food and slept on park benches.

"Ugh! Only an hour until Noon! Why can't I just lay here!" Korra yelled not caring if the people in neighboring rooms heard her.

After a long sigh, Korra hauled herself out of bed, peeled her training gear off, threw on some casual water tribe clothes, stuffed the money and Tenzin's address in her pocket, and saddled up her animal guide, Naga, to head to the boat. 11:45, shit, that's not enough time! Giving Naga a soft kick to the sides, they took off to the docks, barely catching the boat in time.

"I'm sorry you've gotta stay down here. Don't worry, soon enough it'll be over. Okay?" Korra comforted her pet while she led the furry polar-bear dog into one of the bigger cages in the below decks of the boat. The animal groaned and licked Korra across her face. On that note Korra left her moaning friend and asended up the stairs.

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BEEP! BEEP! The boat's obnoxious horn sounded waking Korra up from her deep slumber. She walked out of her cabin and out onto the main deck. The city lights stood out like paints of all different neon colors spattered on an ink black canvas. It was a breath-taking sight. Pulling out the crumpled piece of paper from her pocket, she read the address scrawled in almost unreadable handwriting. Air Temple Island was all it said. This can't be right, this isn't even an address! It's only the name of a place! Full of doubts, Korra rode Naga off the black-smoke producing vehicle, towards a new adventure.