AN: I thought some KORRASAMI was needed but hey what do I know.
Let me know if its worth continuing!
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Once Upon a Time, In a land far far away, there lived a beautiful girl who was known to all as the Avatar. Master of all 4 elements, she alone had the ability to bring balance and justice to the world.
Her name was Korra.
From the moment she had been located in the Southern water tribe, the princess was remarked as a beacon of beauty and hope. Her hair was as deeply rich in color as the most pure chocolate, and her eyes were as blue as the clear water of an unsalted sea.
The world and her royal family saw her as a remarkable gift, and the young Avatar was never happier.
At the age of 8 though the princess's parents fell ill and unexpectedly passed causing a halt in the tan girl's life. Korra's lessons were put aside and she was left to inherit her fortune. Completely depending upon her staff's guidance and loyalty as her only source of comfort.
However the unfairness she felt at the spirits for taking away her parents caused young Avatar to become cold to those around her. She refused to accept their death's and lost touch with any form of her spiritual connections.
Korra even shut out the possibility of love after having her only family taken so soon.
There was nothing in her that mattered anymore.
Deciding to escape the haunted memories of her past, the child ran away from her home in the southern water tribe and moved into a secluded area of the Earth Kingdom surrounded by overgrowing forest.
The public had lost sight of their only hero and the world fell into a panic. The Avatar paid them no mind though for her dream to bring peace had been shattered the day she lost her heart.
A few years passed and while she wasn't completely ruthless when it came to her beloved staff, any form of outsider were forbidden from the secluded castle.
If word got out that the water bearing girl was still alive, the white lotus would come to take her away...perhaps even kill her for her desertion of the world.
This I suppose is where the legend finds itself troubled, for you see one stormy night a man wearing a white mask came forward to the hidden home.
Not knowing of who the tan girl opening the door was, the stranger said that he was seeking shelter from the rain.
Pleading for a place to rest in exchange for a single rose to the head of the estate, the gentleman named Amon searched for a sign of kindness.
Outraged at the very asking of her sanctuary to be used by some unknown man, the princess turned him away with a scowl.
Before she could slam the door though, the stranger stilled her actions. Stating that she shouldn't be so fast as to treat others unequally.
Having enough of his ramble, Korra shot a blast of fire out to scare off her menace, but the threat wasn't taken lightly.
The man moved far too quickly and before she could even breathe, the stranger had touched his thumb to the tan girl's head. Watching as she screamed at the coldness that coursed into her veins.
Angered beyond belief, the Avatar moved to strike the second she recovered, only to have nothing come from her fighting strike. No earth moved from beneath, no fire engulfed her fist, no rain water turned to ice shards, and no air blasted through her hand.
She was powerless.
Thinking that the now dumbstruck girl was no more then a firebender who needed to be put into place, Amon spoke.
"You benders are all alike. Casting aside others unfairly when you have nothing to gain...but you. There is something more. There is a brokenness to your soul that I can feel. You have been hurt terribly and that is why you are as you are...so I will offer you this."
Hitting her neck with several quick jab, Korra felt as though her entire body was being burned from the inside out. Her own inner fire had somehow just manifested on its own accord and began to literally destroy her from the inside out.
No scream had left her lips though. It hurt too much. Suddenly falling to the cool floor in tears, the Avatar was forced to listen as her unwanted guest spoke again.
"If you are to find someone who can love you as you now are before your 19th birthday, I will spare you your gifts. But should the final rose pedal fall on that day and you have not yet truly learned, then you will never regain your bending and will look this way...forever"
Confused as to what exactly had happened to her body, Korra reached out to once again beg the stranger for forgiveness, but the second her eyes looked up, he was gone with a flash of lightning.
All that remained where the magical man had once stood, was the cursed rose from before and a shinning mirror.
Feeling her skin sizzle and cry out as she moved, Korra agonizingly called for help and stood to pickup the glittering item. Only to scream in horror at the reflection that met her.
The mirror did not shatter when it hit the floor. It merely landed with a thud as the once beautiful young girl fell to the ground in tears. The sobbing was followed by a shriek of fright from the terrified staff.
Having lost her appearance and her bending, the years fell away like the petals of her rose.
Korra locked herself away from her staff and paid off their silence until only a handful of loyal workers remained and the rest were given their freedom.
Time began to slow as the final year of Korra's curse came near. She lost hope for the world she had failed and the thought of ever finding a second chance.
For who could ever love a beast?
AN: I'll explain Korra's new appearance later and as you can all guess next time we'll meet Asami.
That is if you all want me to continue:P
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