Secrets
This is set where Korra is in the box. She gets a little "surprise visit" from my OC.
But be warned, Korra is a little..."diffrent" shall we say. And by that I mean she likes Shadow.
Alcohol and self-harm used so...p.s. sexual tension.
Enjoy.
Korra sat quietly, trying to find a way out of this acursed box.
SLAM! Click. Step. Step. Step.
Korra quietly listened to the noises.
Step. Step. Step. Stop.
"I brought you a little friend Avatar. Seems as though she saw the little
spat you and I had."
Creak.
"Wha-?"
SLAM!
Shadow sat up.
"Could I at least have my skateboard?" She questioned roughly.
Not only did she recive her skateboard, she recived it to the face.
SLAM!
The metal box was enclosed once again. Korra missed her chance. She swore under her breath.
"Shadow? Wh-how? Explain!" she demanded.
"Well, I had the feeling something wasn't right so..." She trailed off.
"So you followed me to City Hall?" Korra finished .
"Glad you understand." She said with a pained voice.
Korra was about to fire back with an insult when she saw blood pool around Shadows' chest.
Blood is a scary thing, even when it's not yours.
She was alarmed, to say the least.
"Shadow? Are you alright?" Korra asked with caution.
"No! My chest area is in so much pain." A pained whine escaped her throat.
"Take your shirt of.'' Korra said, a note of nervousness in her voice.
"I'm sorry, could you repeat yourself because I could have sworn you told me to take my shirt off." Sounding amused.
"No, because that's exactly what I told you." Korra gave her a stern look.
"What happens if I don't?''
"If YOU don't take it off, I'll take it off for you."
Shadow called her bluff, but low-and-behold Korra got dow on both knees on Shadows' right side and ripped her shirt off.
If her face got any more red... well it really couldn't. But Shadow being Shadow had on a white tank-top. Stained with blood.
"Shadow what is this?" Korra was alarmed.
"Well, ya see..."
"No I don't see!"
"You don't understand."
"Damn right I dont understand!"
Korra pulled up Shadows' shirt above her ribs. There was to much blood. She can fix this, she know she can.
"I need water."Korra thought out loud.
"Ok. In my left pocket there's a bottle of alcohol."
"Why do you have alochol?"
"Man, you are just full of questions aren't you?''
Korra ignored her and reached into her pocket, where she found a bottle of alcohol. She unscrewed the cap and poures it on Shadows chest. This is when water-bending comes in handy. Korra moved the alcohol over her ribs. Shadow moved to much for her to get the alcohol onto her chest.
"Your giving me no choice Shadow!" Korra said annoyingly, like she was taunting her.
Shadow continued to move, non-compliant to her demands. Korra had no choice. She got on top of Shadow straddeling her hips with her legs.
She got as still as possible, and as Korra moved it around it reveled cuts on Shadows' chest.
"Shadow! What it this?"
No response.
Shadow had passed out. Korra had a lot of questions when Shadow woke up.
I left things hanging and probably spelled everything wrong.
There will be one more chapter, just to clear things up. But right now Shane Dawson is distracting me.