Asami opened her eyes as the gilded rays of the dawn shone through the tall windows of Sato Mansion. She reached to her right, and found the space empty. "Up so soon for that race?" she mumbled. "Yep, I'm excited! You'd best get ready quick too, Asami." Korra replied. At the racetrack, Asami took a bottom row seat close to where the race would be happening. There was'nt a cloud inthe sky & the bleachers of the entire track were full. Before the race began, funny advertisements were aired on a large screen, including an ad hosted by Talia Blackstone Varrick. Then the starting pistol was fired and Korra sped away, the wind in her face, relishing the freedom that came with speed. She did'nt take long to lake the lead spot. "1st lap complete!" the announcer declared. "2nd!"..."3rd! Looks like the avatar's ready to win this tournament folks!". Asami cheered high and loud as Korra's car approached the finish line, located to the right of Asami's seat. Korra turned, less then a second from the finish line, and a massive flash of flame burst from both ends of the vehicle and engulfed Asami's senses and ended her life.

It was another ordinary day at the police station for Mako, still a detective as he had been for about seventeen years now. In the years since Kuvira was defeated, he'd formed a relationship with & married the radio communications assistant at the Republic City Chief Police Headquarters, Azalea. They had first met passing each other in the halls of the station, & today a new message arrived on the telephone system in Mako's office she helped operate. He lifted the receiver to his ear & heard a loud panic; "The Avatar has just been killed by a car bomb!". He dropped the receiver and rushed to the racetrack. He could see the smoke as he drove closer and closer to the building. An announcer sprinted to him, sayin "Asami and several others were killed as well!". Mako collapsed to his knees in dumbstruck silence. A clattering sound approached him until he felt Azalea tugging him upwards. He felt himself being dragged into a corner in a hallway while fire crews got to work on the track. Her grey eyes framed by soft brown hair and red lips looked into his when she lifted his chin. "We have to solve this..." she whispered.