A/N: This is the preview to the new story I will be working on. Hope you guys like it and thank BG-13 for taking the time to revise all of this stuff. I salute you my dear friend.
I didn't know how long I had been floating on that plank. It seemed like weeks to me, maybe even years. I hung onto the hope that a ship would find me and take me home. Home. It had been so long since I had been around the people who'd loved me. The people I had belittled, lied to, and cursed for a long time. But now I was different. Those five years in that God-forsaken prison had changed me. And where was this place, you might ask? The infamous Boiling Rock.
Since the day I arrived, I'd fought for one thing: survival. To survive and one day go back home and make things right. On that island I learned many things. One of things I'd learned was how to become more than who I was, to make myself into more of a weapon than I'd been.
Since the realization of the power I'd wilded, I had exploited it, used it for my own amusement and convenience. I had learned and mastered three out of the four elements by the age of seventeen. The White Lotus had taken me from my parents, and for a while, I blamed them for my attitude, for me being the shallow person I had was. But I'd was wrong. They'd had nothing to do with the monster I was.
Just as I felt myself slipping away, a pair of hands lifted me onto a boat. I opened my eyes and blinked against the blinding sun, focusing on the concerned man who wrapped me up in a blanket. I could hear him talking; I could hear him asking me who I was. I simply closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.
Who I was doesn't matter; I am no longer that person. I'm coming home, not as the snobby girl that was trapped in that prison but the woman who would bring peace and balance to the world.
Who am I? My name is Avatar Korra.