Hello there, Skylinemaster here with a new The Legend of Korra story, my first one in this fandom. I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from The Legend of Korra

His instincts told him to keep going.

He wouldn't stop, he couldn't stop.

If he did, he would die.

Doesn't matter that he was one of the best Waterbenders the North has produced in a very long time.

Even he couldn't survive a Winter ice storm.

He's alone, tired, hungry.

Help wasn't coming.

He'd die here.

On some patch of ice that probably no one has seen, or will see for months.

They might be able to find him, if the weather heats up enough to melt the snow that will inevitably pile up on his corpse. He would die here, and no one would find him, not soon anyways.

He couldn't feel his hands anymore.

He couldn't feel his feet five minutes ago.

He closed his eyes, resigned to his cold, icy grave.

'Tarrlok, I'm sorry. Mom, I love you. Dad, I couldn't handle it.'

Noatak closed his eyes and prepared for his inevitable death.

He opened his eyes.

He felt, cold. A very strange type of dry cold.

The sky was green.

He could feel that he wasn't in the tundra of the Northern Water Tribe anymore.

"You are awake, young one."

His eyes widened as a pale, deathly blue mist materialized in front of him.

He got up, his eyes on the mist. He backed up into a tree, and it was at this time that he realized where he was.

It wasn't the Northern Water Tribe, it wasn't Republic City that his father always told him stories about. He was in a swamp.

The mist in front of him stopped, bunching up in front of him.

Vague shapes came out of the mist, out of which eventually became a face.

Noatak opened his mouth as the face became pronounced, it was a young woman with long, flowing black hair. The rest of her body followed from the mist, appearing as a slender body covered in a white robe.

Noatak just stared at the woman, who is slightly taller than him, his mouth still agape. The woman just giggled before settling into a smile that set Noatak at ease.

The two stared at each other for a moment before Noatak finally spoke.

"Where am I? Is this death?"

He asked, his voice breaking up at the word death. The woman just shook her head.

"No, you aren't dead. You're in the Spirit World."

Noatak didn't know how to take that. He was never very spiritually minded, much like the rest of his family. He never put much thought into spirits, only caring when the knowledge about spirits would be asked on an upcoming test. He believe they existed, but didn't actively seek them out like some in his tribe did.

The woman just tilted her head at him. If he saw her out and about, he might have tried to ask her out.

"You were brought here because you have a gift."

Noatak groaned. Apparently, the spirit can read minds too as she knew what he was going to ask.

"You have the gift of bloodbending, your entire family was blessed with it…"

"It's not a blessing, it's a curse! I don't ever want to do that to another person. Not again."

The spirit stared at him with a stoic expression, unaffected by the outburst of emotion from Noatak. Her light blue eyes stared at his core, causing Noatak to recoil slightly backwards.

"Indeed. But I was not talking about that. You are caring, you are compassionate, you believe everyone to be equal. You want an equal world?"

The spirit asked, as Noatak dumbly nodded.

"Bloodbending, a sub-division of waterbending developed during the time of Avatar Zhou, the 15th Avatar. It was developed by Ice Nation, your ancestors. They stumbled upon the knowledge of the time before the Avatar. The time when people didn't bend elements, but the energy within others."

She explained, as the swamp morphed into solid land. If Noatak would have guessed, he would have thought that they were near the South Earth Kingdom.

"You are familiar with Energybending are you not. You have heard about what Avatar Aang did to the Phoenix King? And what was done to your father?"

Noatak's gaze hardened, but eventually nodded without a word.

"Bloodbending can be effectively used as energybending."

Noatak's eyes widened at this.

"..How?"

He asked, almost in a whisper. The woman simply smiled at him.

"The early bloodbenders figured it out. Each body has chi does it not?"

The ground below them started to glow. Purple lines appeared underneath them, and Noatak eventually saw that the lines formed a human body.

"There are chakras in the body. Hit one of them, the chi stops flowing through, and that body part cannot be used for bending. Figure out how to shut it down, and bending stops, permanently."

The woman sighed as the ground turned back into the icy Northern tundra.

"Alas, I will not tell you about the chakra points. I promised that I would let him do that."

The woman explained, looking thoughtfully in the distance. Noatak looked down, and saw his physical body laying prone on the ground.

"Him?"

"The reason why I sought you out. Call it a last wish from a senile hermit, but I do honor my promises."

The woman said emotionlessly as the environment around them transformed to an Air Temple. Noatak looked around, seeing how nature reclaimed the environment. Vines ran up columns and the grass overtook the statues scattered about.

"I am giving you two choices. You can either go back to the Northern Water Tribe, you will survive the blizzard, but the rest is up to you. The second choice is you can stay here and learn from him. He will teach you about the chakras and chi. That will bring your dream of equality closer, won't it? The ability to stop bending?"

Noatak wrapped his head around what this woman said. He clenched his fists as thoughts raced around his head.

He couldn't control what his body did though.

"Yes."

He gasped as he realized what he said.

The woman smiled as he felt heavy again. He collapsed to the ground, his vision starting to fade.

He saw the mist appear again, which began to surround the woman.

"W-wait, who are you?"

"I have many names, but you in the North call me Alignak. Take care, Noatak."

She said, as the spirit faded into the mist, which disappeared.

With that, he blacked out.

Noatak awoke, aware that he wasn't in the Northern Water Tribe anymore.

He got up, immediately feeling the heat of his new environment. The fur parka was making him extremely uncomfortable in this humid weather, so he took it off. His undershirt also proved unnecessary, so he took it off.

He walked the Air Temple shirtless, admiring the architecture of the Air Nomads which he read so much about at school.

He lost track of time as his feet moved on their own. Countless sights passed his eyes before he walked to the edge of the Air Temple.

Before him was a set of stairs, looping around to a courtyard below.

He saw an elderly, tanned man meditating in the courtyard below underneath a waterfall.

Noatak walked down the stairs and approached the man, who has his eyes closed.

"Welcome Noatak, to the Eastern Air Temple. My name is Guru Pathik and I've been expecting you."

I hope you enjoyed that. The idea for this story originally was just a series of one-shots of Lieutenant, Hiroshi Sato, and Amon, but as I started writing this chapter, it morphed into a story of its own. I've been inspired by a series of superhero stories that I've read and thought to write my own.

Eventually Noatak will become a superhero. This will be the buildup to what I hope you, the readers, will find to be a long and enjoyable story.

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