A/N: This story is a cool idea I had for Book 2 of Legend of Korra. Now, I know the new season is coming out and all, but this story is coming off of the first season. I don't know if this will be a good one (Hopefully you all like it), but here it goes! Please leave reviews as I right this, your input will really help my writing progress, and possibly affect the story. But enough rambling, without further ado:
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Book 2: Lighting
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Prologue: Baptism by Fire
They call her a hero. Cacophonies of cheers ring through the streets as they shower her with love and adoration. They hold her high and sing praise, songs of the 'True hero of Republic city'. "She was chosen by the spirits," they chant, dancing in circles like drunken fools, "she was chosen by the spirits to save us all!"
And like the self-absorbed idol she is, their 'hero' waves back, basking in the glory thrown upon her by her fellow man. "You have nothing to fear!" she reassures them with a sickening smile, "The monster is no more!" The crowd roars in excitement once again as they toss gifts to her, begging her just to glance their way.
Hero. Pssh. I spit at the mere notion. She is no hero. I have witnessed the actions of a true hero, and she is not one. Sure, she defeated the terrorist, exposed the masked extremist to the world. But does this make her a hero? Absolutely not.
People are so quick to forget those who died in the siege on Republic City, the hundreds of thousands of innocents who were caught in the crossfire. All of them, dead, because the one they depended on most was too busy fooling around while the Equalists grew like a cancer, overlooking it until the tumor of hate and anger was too large to ignore.
Her failure cannot go unpunished. Her blatant disregard for her duty cannot be overlooked. She holds a position of power that she cannot comprehend, nor can she control. While she rests on her laurels, people suffer and die.
I intend to change that. It is my duty to pass judgment on those who hold the power, to watch them and assure that they fulfill their own responsibilities. If he or she who holds power cannot do so, then it is my job to make sure that power is no longer abused.
I will give her one chance to prove herself, just one. I, along with my few allies, will bring this city to its knees. I will burn the capital of the United Republic of Nations to the ground to test the will and merit of their 'hero'. She thinks herself untouchable, but she will soon learn that no one is untouchable. And in the end, if she cannot rise to the challenge, I will kill her and begin the cycle anew. And in the ashes of her failure will a new true hero will rise. For if she is not able to protect her people, then someone else will...
