The Legacy of Asorra
Book 1 (Revamp): Moon
Chapter 1: Arrival
In the middle of the south pole, within a large ice walled encampment, two women fought, blasting blue and red fire from their fists. They were surrounded by flat-roofed blue wooden houses where lived people dressed in blue robes and cloaks with white lotus insignia's on their chests. A few people wore blue jackets and pants with white fur around the ends of the sleeves and neck. They also wore heavy brown boots. However, there was one woman who stood out among them. The frigid climate seemed to have no effect on her. She was about six feet tall and wore a thin black cloak with thin black robes underneath. Black leather gloves covered her hands and black leather mid-calf boots completed the had a slim figure and looked to be very athletic. Her hood kept the upper half of her face in shadow. The only skin that was visible was the lower half of her face.
Though covered in darkness, her eyes darted from left to right as she watched the two women fight. She wasn't alone in this as the locals watched as well. The pair danced around in the middle of the snow-covered ground while fire blasted from their feet and fists. They performed these feats with whirling kicks and punches while they stayed out of physical reach of each other. They moved swiftly and dodged or dispersed the fire by moving their arms in a circular pattern.
Both women were dressed in protective clothing. The paler skinned one wore a long black jacket and pants with red trim. A black ponytail stuck out from the back of a similarly colored helmet. She thrust her hands out, with two fingers extended, to blast blue fire toward her opponent. The other, who had light brown skin, dodged and rolled out of the way, covering her red and white padded jacket with snow. Her brown ponytail, coming from the head piece, whipped about as she jumped up and swung her fists out, blasting red balls of fire back in retaliation.
The woman clad in black smiled as she observed the the two similar sized women. Both were very fit and were around five feet and seven inches tall, although the darker skinned woman was slightly more muscular in appearance. The cloaked woman clapped her hands as she was clearly satisfied with their performance.
"I am very pleased that you have finally become Azula's equal, Korra," the woman in black said to the darker skinned girl. Korra smiled at her as she took a deep breath of icy air. She brushed snow off of her gear before turning to fully face the observer.
"Does this mean I passed my firebending test?" Korra asked a little too excitedly. This earned a chuckle from the cloaked woman.
"What do you think, Azula?" she asked Korra's opponent.
"I think you still haven't answered my question from the other day, Avatar Laura," Azula snapped at her. She then turned her attention to Korra with judgemental yet caring light brown eyes. "But for now, yes, I think she did okay. But I think she still has a lot to learn."
"I doubt you can teach her any more, unless your mind is still a little on the cracked side, and you think you can take on anyone," Laura chuckled, ignoring Azula's remark about an unanswered question. "Do we need more counseling sessions?"
"N-no." Azula stuttered as she looked away from her. This earned a chuckle from Korra as she looked to the men in White Lotus garbs. They nodded to her and she bowed in respect. She then turned to an older woman with grey hair, in one of the blue fur coats. She had little hair loops on either side of her face, and looked to be in her seventies or eighties. The older lady gave her a smile. Korra gave a bright smile in return and ran off toward the stable in the back of the complex. Laura and Azula stood watching each other as everyone else cleared out of the area.
"As I told you," Laura began to address Azula's question once everyone had left. "I have other reasons for mending your mind and removing you from your timeline, and not just to train the new Avatar. You would have had your mind wiped in that forest had I not intervened. As I said back then, I have other plans for you."
"Yes, but I would like to know why you keep me in the dark about your plans and-" Azula attempted to start venting off her frustration with the woman only to be cut off by an energy sphere forming in the air just above her. Laura whipped her hands out in front of her in a defensive stance with her fingers extended. She generated black fire that engulfed both her palms. Though she was aware of what this sphere was, Azula, who was standing right under it, was not. Before Laura could order her away, a woman appeared in the sphere and suddenly fell on top of Azula.
"Ow... Sorry. No one told me about the rough landing..." the woman grumbled. She wore a black robe, cloak, and pants all with red trim and tiny pale red gear insignias on the shoulders. She also wore black gloves and boots with the same insignia.
"GET OFF!" Azula screamed as she attempted to blast the unwanted visitor with her blue fire. The mystery woman rolled off her, avoiding the flames.
"That's a nice hello!" The young woman spat as she sprung to her feet. She wiped snow off of her clothes as she looked around the complex. She was the same height as Azula and Korra and also very agile.
"Who are you?" Laura demanded as she eyed her. The woman took notice of Laura and scowled, brushing her short bobbed black hair from her blue eyes. Laura looked her over. The outfit's insignia she knew, but this girl, with pearly white skin, she did not. It annoyed her slightly for she was the Avatar of Time and knew everyone that came and would come.
"My name's Asorra," the woman stated. "I know you, Laura, and you..." She blinked at Azula, thinking for a minute before continuing. "Azula, right?"
Azula growled as she finally got up off the ground. She was infuriated, and her hands glowed in a blue flame, causing all the snow to melt and drip to the ground. She glared at Asorra.
"How did you come to be here?" Laura inquired.
"Saw a portal, hopped into it," Asorra shrugged as she took notice to some more snow on her left arm and brushed it off, obviously not caring for the conversation. "Listen, ladies, I'd love to stay and chat but I need to get to Republic City."
"You think you can just land on me and-!" Azula made to move toward her but felt a crack in her back and fell to her knees as she gave a yelp of pain. Laura rushed over to her to assess the damage.
"I can't be that heavy," Asorra joked, grinning at them with her hands on her hips.
"There's no where on this world I can't find you, so go to the city if you want," Laura stated. "I have more questions and you will be answering them." She helped Azula up and began escorting her to one of the houses that had a red cross on it.
"Not likely," Asorra muttered as she looked around. Seeing a stable near the back she smiled. 'Mom said she spent a lot of time with Naga in this time period. At least that's what she told me.' She thought to herself as she walked toward the building.
"Good girl," Korra's voice echoed around the stable as she spoke to her large polar-bear dog, an animal that had the back paws, tail and head of a dog but the body and front paws of a polar bear. The stable was large, with several pens for horses or the like. It was stalked with the appropriate food for the animals as well with wooden gates to prevent them from running off. The room was lit with fire on metal torches around the walls that also produced enough heat to keep them warm.
"So that's Naga, huh?" Asorra giggled quietly as she watched Korra feed the big animal balls of food. She figured those had to be little tasty treats. "Cute."
"Is someone there?" Korra called out as she looked around the stable, thinking she heard someone. Asorra hid behind the wall she was peering from. She slipped out of the building quietly as Korra shrugged and turned her attention back to her pet.
I love you, mom, but I should be watching you from the shadows, not risking meeting you too early, Asorra pondered as she made her way out of the compound. She traveled across the snowy plain for several hours before finding the Southern Water Tribe's city. Most of the buildings were either made of ice, wood, or both. She could even see the tall ice palace where the chief of both this tribe and the Northern Tribe would stay when he visited. Though the palace was not her destination, she smiled at its majesty. As she entered the city, she found herself among a sea of people where men and women were milling through the streets heading home, shopping in the street markets, or going to work.
"I had to come here at rush hour..." Asorra sighed. She moved through the crowds as carefully as she could until she finally found the docks. She quickly checked her blue money pouch attached to her black belt to make sure she had the right currency before purchasing a ticket at a small blue wooden square kiosk for passage to Republic City. Soon after she boarded a large blue metal cruise ship. Asorra sat on a grey metal bench, which was placed against a light blue wall, and leaned back. She watched the city over the grey metal railings as she waited for departure. "This should be fun."
Republic City, the capital of the United Republic of Nations, was a massive metropolis split into three sections that were connected via bridges with metal archways. Like any city, it had its crime gangs, like the Agni Kai Triad or the Triple Threats Triad. Asorra knew she wanted to reduce the Triad numbers as much as she was allowed to without causing too much damage to the flow of things. As she was from the future, she had to limit any damage done to the time line.
Upon arriving in the city, Asorra didn't wait for the ship to dock. Ignoring all the posted warning signs to the contrary, she leapt off from its right hand side. Before hitting the water she moved her hands in one swift motion diagonally up to the right which caused water to splash up and turn to ice. She slid across the ice and kept creating more ahead of her until she reached the docks well ahead of the cruise ship. She used a blast of air beneath her feet to fling herself across the platform, bypassing the check in stations at the ends of the extended cement docking areas. She moved so fast she was like a blur to anyone who saw. After a voyage that spanned several hundred kilometers, she finally embraced Republic City.
"That's weird," she thought. "The place is empty." The street across from the docks was mostly empty of any form of vehicle. This was odd considering there is a cruise ship about to dock. The only thing she could see around was a white square truck parked on the side of the road with a somewhat large white storage unit on the back of it. "Oh well, it's not like I'm here to personally populate the docks," she mused, and pushed the thought out of her mind.
"Okay, first thing to do is check out the old stadium and then kill some Chi-Blockers," Asorra muttered to herself. "Those three need to be taken care or there could be problems. I also need to keep an eye out for mother's motorcycle. I know she likes to ride around without thinking half the time."
As she stepped out on to the street, passing in front of the white truck, out of nowhere, a woman came speeding up on a red and black trimmed motorcycle. Asorra saw her coming, swearing under her breath as she recognized the driver and stepped toward the vehicle. She grabbed it's handles quickly and used her right foot to kick the front wheel out from under it. Doing this caused the woman riding it to fly off across the street. She screamed as she flew through the air only to be caught by Asorra well before hitting the ground. Asorra had generated a gust of wind underneath her feet once more without making a move to be able to jump fast enough to catch the young woman.
"Ever hear of a speed limit?" Asorra sighed as she set motorcyclist on her feet. She wore a padded black leather jacket with clear red gear logos on it and some red trimming as well as black shoes with white straps and grey gloves over her hands. The woman also wore a red and black helmet over her long black curly hair and goggles over her green eyes. She had the same colored skin as Asorra and had almost just as slim a figure, but stood just slightly taller than her.
"Nice catch..." The girl blinked at her as she took a step back after being set on her feet. "I'm so sorry about that, I was thinking about how the engine sounded off, and I kind of zoned out so I didn't see you."
"You don't change..." Asorra sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose in annoyance before realizing what she just said.
"What?" the woman questioned. "Do we know each other?"
"Um... No, not really..." Asorra looked away, thinking on what to say before turning back smiling. "My name's Asorra, nice to meet you."
"Um... okay... my name's Asami," she introduced herself as she eyed Asorra cautiously. "Once again I'm so sorry, but I liked your reflexes. I'm glad I didn't hurt you."
"You should be paying more attention when driving through the city," Asorra pointed out. "If I wasn't as quick you could have done some serious damage."
"Yes, you're right," Asami admitted while giving a light bow to her. "Is there something I can do to make it up to you?"
"Well, if you're offering, I could use a lift to the Pro-Bending Arena," Asorra said with a sly grin. "Provided, of course, I arrive safely."
"Are you a Pro-Bender?" Asami asked curiously.
"No, but it's been a while since I've seen it," Asorra smiled. "Also, if you could point-"
"Hey, those are my fathers company logos," Asami cut her off, seeing the insignia's on Asorra's shoulders and gloves.
"Yeah? So?" Asorra blinked at her.
"Where did you get that outfit? I don't think I'm aware of any tailor who's making it," Asami questioned.
"My mother made this for me," Asorra answered honestly while starting to sweat a little.
"Oh? Does she work for Future Industries or have a clothing store somewhere in the city I could check out?" Asami inquired.
"She doesn't really own a clothing store but she does technically work with Future Industries, she prefers tinkering with her inventions as opposed to sewing. This was just for me." Asorra explained as her heart started to beat a little faster.
"Sounds like an amazing mom," Asami smiled. "What's her name? I may know her."
"She is amazing, but I don't think she would appreciate me going on about her like this to you," Asorra smiled in return, still sweating but only slightly. She could also feel her heart race. Asami, also being her mother, was making it difficult for her to keep her mouth shut.
"Okay... So, you want a lift to the Pro-Bending Arena, huh?" Asami asked after a moments pause.
"If you wouldn't mind since you almost ran me over," Asorra reminded her.
"You seem to be on your toes though, since you were able to stop my motorbike. Nice reflexes and good form," Asami complimented her again as she got her motorcycle back up off the ground. She mounted it and slid a spare helmet off the back. She then tossed it to Asorra. "We're lucky this street isn't too busy right now."
"Which is weird considering the time of day," said Asorra as she clipped the black helmet onto her head and slid it's red goggles over her eyes. As she mounted the back of Asami's vehicle Asami gave her a smile. This warmed her heart a little as she secured herself, gripping the sides of her seat hard. Asami took off the moment Asorra gave her back a pat, letting her know she was ready.
The traffic became heavier as they rode further into the city. Asami had swerving down to a science. They even took a couple shortcuts down some wide alleyways. Asorra was so caught up in Asami's fast driving, she didn't say a word, and just held on for dear life. Eventually they found themselves at the large stadium located in one corner of the city.
"Anyone ever tell you you're kind've a crazy driver?" Asorra asked her mother.
"You, just now," Asami chuckled.
"Well, thanks for the lift, Ms. Sato," Asorra patted her on the right shoulder as she hopped off and removed her helmet. She smiled as she handed it back to her.
"My question about the insignia gave me away, huh?" Asami blushed lightly as she took the helmet and attached it to the back of her ride.
"I already knew who you were," Asorra stated. "I'd keep from referring to your father or his company if you don't want to be discovered in the future though."
"Yeah, those are dead giveaways," Asami grinned. "Thanks for the tip."
"Any time," Asorra winked before heading into the massive gold building. It had four large towers, one on each corner, and a massive glass dome on top. As she walked through the massive archways in front she waved back to Asami who smiled and waved back before driving off.
She walked through the grey halls with gold pillars lined against the walls. She passed door after door until she finally found the correct one that lead to the arena. The arena itself was a large half red and half blue metal hexagon platform with grey metal railings along its edges. It was suspended by six pillars over a pool of water. There were two more grey platforms beneath the arena to help keep it stable. Several thousand spectator seats encompassed the massive room, along with several private booths for the wealthier patrons.
Before Asorra could make her way to the platform she felt a hand grab her arm from behind. She turned to see at who halted her and saw a young man. He had short black hair that had been combed back and wore a grey shirt with light green trim. He had his sleeves rolled up, which revealed his strong muscled arms, and also wore dark grey pants and grey shoes. He looked at her curiously with his green eyes.
"Hey, you know you can't be in here while they're cleaning, right?" He asked her.
"Um, hi?" Asorra blinked at him while thinking to her self First mother and now Bolin... great...
"Hi, I'm Bolin," Bolin winked which caused Asorra to shudder. "If you're that interested in checking the place out I know some other cool places around here, if you'd like a tour guide that is, miss?"
"Um, Asorra, and no thanks. I just haven't seen the place in a while and wanted to check it out," Asorra half smiled. "It's duller than I remember."
"Dull?! How can you say that?! This place is one of the coolest places around!" Bolin shouted as he waved his free arm around.
"Bro, who are you yelling at?" Said another young man from the doorway behind them. As they both looked at him, Asorra sighed. He wore a grey jacket, with its sleeves rolled up half way revealing his slim arms, and a red scarf. He had dark grey pants, grey shoes, and black fingerless gloves. He had his black short hair combed to the front and watched the two of them with his orange eyes. He stood at about six feet and two inches where Bolin was slightly shorter by an inch or two.
Great, Mako too... Asorra thought.
"Hey, I just found this lovely lady checking the place out and was offering to show her around," Bolin said to his brother.
"Which I respectfully decline..." Asorra said, taking a step back from Bolin and pulling her arm from his light grip.
"Are you sure, I know some good sights," Bolin winked at her again. This also caused Asorra to shudder again."
"Leave her be, she's not interested," Mako stated.
"You know you actually give off a colder vibe than I remember," Asorra said, temporarily forgetting when and where she was. She turned her focus from Mako back to Bolin. "But you're as hyper as I remember."
As they gave her looks of confusion, Asorra slapped her own forehead as she realized what she just said without thinking. Before they could even say a word she darted past them and raced outside with a blast of wind behind her.
"It's already getting dark..." Asorra sighed looking up at the sky after running out on to the sidewalk. "Better find a place to stay for the night... I should also find a way to keep my mouth shut."
As she made her way through the well lit streets of the city, she took notice of the large red brick buildings. She sighed at the early generation automobiles, some with doors and some without. She liked how diverse the colors were at least. She was so caught up in the sights of the city, she only just realized a man she saw a while ago was still behind her. That can't be good. Another man suddenly walked out of an alleyway and joined him. She also saw another man coming out from another hiding spot ahead of her. Damn, here we go. Smiling sinisterly she took a left across the street and into a spacious alley way. A man stepped out from behind a large green dumpster and cut her off when she was half way in. The other three came up behind her, all dressed in well-tailored brown suits with matching fedoras. They were muscular, tall, and intimidating.
"What's a pretty thing like you doing out so late?" One of the men who stood behind her asked, grinning sadistically as his right hand lit up with a red fire.
"Men aren't really in my wheel house, sorry boys," Asorra scoffed as she simply stood there, calm as the wind.
"Well, ain't that a shame," one of the other men laughed as he drew water from a small satchel on his back without touching it. He held it just above his hand in the shape of a small ball.
"Not like you have much say in that anyway," the third man said as he drew a dagger from his black belt. "You're in Triple Threat territory."
"You know I don't even need to use my bending to kill you, so you'd best move along," Asorra warned as she grinned at them.
"You really think you can scare us?" The man in front of her laughed as he lit fire in the palm of his hand like his buddy. "Why don't you be a dear and just surrender to us, we promise to be gentle."
"If you make one move you'll all be on the ground in seconds," Asorra sighed, already tired of the bravado. "That includes running away."
"You dumb-" The man with the dagger made to grab her, but she was too fast. She spun around and jabbed him in the sternum, solar plexus, and ribs with her index and middle fingers from both hands. As the man fell, she turned to his companions and did the same with lightning speed.
"What did you do to us?" The Waterbending man questioned as he lay on his chest, unable to move.
"I disabled your bodies, all but your ability to talk," Asorra answered as she straightened her gloves. "Even your ability to bend the elements is useless. This is a lot worse than Chi-Blocking, trust me."
"Are you just gonna leave us here like this?" The man with the dagger inquired earning a laugh from her.
"I said I would kill you, didn't I?" Asorra let out a malevolent laugh as she reminded them. She approached the man that just spoke, and with one swift motion, broke his neck. The other three looked on in horror as she stood up, watching them. "If not for Vaatu I could have just left you for the cops."
"We can make a deal, I have money, you see-" One of the firebenders pleaded, causing a smile to spread on Asorra's face as she made her way toward him. His words were cut short as she dealt him the same fate.
"Please don't, I'm begging you," The last fire user cried. Asorra moved over to him, placing her black boot on his neck.
"Begging won't save you," she growled. "If I let you go you'll find some other woman to hunt. It's nothing personal, you understand. It's just justice, pure and proper justice. The streets will be cleaner without trash like you."
"Screw you," the man spat. Asorra shrugged and crushed his neck under her heel. Finally, she turned her attention to the last man still breathing. The terrified man watched in horror as Asorra looked at the spilled water on the ground next to him. She waved her hand slowly and the water lifted off the ground and floated slowly toward the Waterbending thug.
"Please don't," he pleaded as the water crept closer. "Please!"
"Such a waste, and not nearly a challenge," Asorra sighed as she engulfed the mans head in the liquid and then froze it. The man died almost instantly from his head incased in a ball of ice.
"Already starting a toll of killing criminals, I see," a feminine voice rang in her head. Her eyes flashed a silver glow for a moment. This caused a small burst of wind around her, before her eyes returned to normal.
"Finally awake, Yue? It's about time," Asorra chirped as she made her way out of the alley and back to walking down the street. She left the bodies for the police, not giving them another thought.
"Protecting you from that time fissure took a lot out of both of us," Yue yawned. "Speaking of which, it would seem Vaatu is still dorment."
"At least I have you awake," Asorra hummed earning a warm smile from Yue. "My beautiful Moon Spirit."
"If your dark impulses didn't come from the Great Spirit of Darkness I doubt we would have merged," Yue stated. "But you needed some mediator against him."
"Plus you being the love of my life is a nice bonus," Asorra smiled as she finally found a hotel on the left side of the street from which she was walking. "Best be quiet for now. I don't need people thinking I'm crazy for talking to myself."
"Guess this means you're just going to have to listen to my lecture about killing those goons, huh?" Yue chirped. Asorra sighed as she entered the tall twenty floor white building with Hotel written across the front. She went straight to the front desk, where a woman greeted her. Asorra requested a cheap room to rent.
"This should do for now," Asorra said a short while later as she laid back onto a white wooden bed covered in yellow linen. She gazed around the room. It was a small square, with four yellow walls, one window, and a white ceiling. It had one door that lead to the hallway of the seventh floor. "They don't even have a bathroom in here, talk about cheap."
"You said cheapest room they had," Yue said as Asorra closed her eyes and slowly drifted off into sleep. She obviously didn't care that much for the quality of the rough bed. "Sweet dreams, my Lunar Avatar."
Disclaimer: Avatar the last Airbender and Legend of Korra characters all belong to Nickelodeon and their creators Bryan Konietzko and Michael Dante. I do not claim to own anything except the characters Laura and Asorra, my own creations.