Legend of Korra: Life
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Note: Two years have passed since the end of Book 4.
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Chapter 1: A New Threat
''Earth…Fire…Air…and Water!'' A cold voice echoed in the darkness, as a scarred, bloody hand pressed against a wall. The hand slid across, coating the four symbols that represented the elements in blood. ''It is said that only the Avatar can master all four elements!''
Once the hand was moved away, the symbols began to glow in a blinding blood-red light. The hand, belonging to the individual hidden within the shadows, clenched tightly. ''Because of this, many assume the Avatar to be more than human. To be more than a spirit.''
The wall cracked and broke apart around the symbols, causing the whole thing to crumble down into nothing but debris. The sounds of rubble falling silenced, and all that could be heard was deep, hoarse breathing, followed by the voice. ''But soon, everyone will know what real power is…and they will know that even the Avatar can die!''
Suddenly, everything was swept up in a flurry of raging fire, burning and consuming until the flames appeared to reach the heavens.
''Korra! Korra, wake up!''
Asami's panicked voice was enough to snap Korra wide-awake. The Avatar bolted upwards until she was sitting upright on their double bed, breathing heavily and coated in sweat. One hand tentatively reached outwards to stroke the head of her concerned polar bear-dog, Naga, and the other pressed against her drenched forehead. ''I'm okay,'' She said to Asami, trying to sound reassuring, though that was difficult with the dry throat she now had. ''I'm fine, really.''
''It sounded like a bad one,'' Asami whispered and softly placed her hand over Korra's. She could feel her girlfriend burning up fiercely. Her fingers curled slightly, trying to hold her hand. ''I'm sorry, I should have woke you sooner, but I wasn't sure if I'd make things worse or…''
''Hey, it's fine.'' Korra cut in. ''Just a cold sweat and light head.''
''Still, I haven't seen you have a nightmare like that in years.'' The industrialist commented. She shuffled closer to Korra, but not too close so that she would have at least some space to breathe and calm herself down. ''Do you want to talk about it?''
For the first time, Korra's eyes drifted away from Asami, as she appeared deep in thought. ''To be honest, I can't even remember what happened. All I can remember was feeling like my skin was on fire, and I couldn't breathe.''
''Seems like your mind is still telling your body it was real. You're burning up rapidly. I should get you a glass of water.''
''That would be great, thank you.'' Korra smiled weakly, right now feeling too tired and drained to muster up any energy. She shifted back a bit so that she could lean against the soft pillow, with Asami helping her to adjust to the new position before hopping off the bed and heading into the other room.
While she was gone, Korra desperately tried to recall anything from her nightmare. Her mind was a blank, and anything she tried to remember resulted in a sharp pain coursing through her throbbing head. Sensing her distress, Naga nuzzled her furry head against Korra. ''Don't worry, girl. I'm used to this by now.''
She looked over her companion out towards the door that led to the balcony. Now feeling more lively and active, Korra got up from the bed, stroking Naga's head once more before walking on. She pulled back the see-through curtains and opened the latch. Instantly, a cool breeze brushed against her face as she stepped outside. It felt like sweet relief against her burning arms and face.
Folding her muscular arms and leaning against the metal railing of the balcony, she gazed out into the distance, watching the expanded sections of Republic City bustling with life and lights, glowing brightly under the night sky. A smile grew on her face, almost as bright as the light emitting from the third Spirit Portal at the centre of Old Republic City.
Gliding across the skies above where new spirits of all shapes and sizes. Since the portal had been accidentally created two years ago, the spiritual activity around the city had grown stronger and stronger, to the point where as many spirits occupied the city as did humans. They were now practically citizens.
Just when she felt like she was about to get lost in the scenery beyond her, Korra's attention was brought back as she felt a gentle hand rub her shoulder. Asami handed her a small glass of water. ''Thanks.''
''Do you want me to get you anything else?''
After taking a sip of water, cooling and relieving her dry throat, Korra turned to her girlfriend. ''No, I'm good now. I think it was the shock more than anything else. I still can't remember what happened. But it felt…different.''
Asami arched an eyebrow. ''Different as in the dream felt different from the others before, or different as in how you feel afterwards?''
''Kind of both.''
''Maybe it's something you can bring up to Tenzin when you see him tomorrow?''
''Maybe…'' Korra hesitated before continuing. ''But, I don't want to make tomorrow about me or…''
''Don't think like that,'' Asami cut in quickly. ''If something is bothering you, then I'm sure the others would like to know so that we can do whatever we can to help.''
Hearing her supportive words of encouragement, Korra grinned and sighed lightly before leaning her head on Asami's shoulder. ''Okay, I'll talk with Tenzin. It's probably nothing though.''
''Better to be safe than sorry.''
They both stared out towards the city, basking in the dazzling otherworldly beauty. The two remained still and silent for a short while until Korra lifted her head to plant a soft kiss on Asami's cheek. The cute gesture earned a smile from her. ''What was that for?''
''Just felt like it!'' Korra said before repeating the action. This time, earning a smile and a blush from her girlfriend. ''We should probably head back to bed.''
''Are you sure?''
''Yeah, I'm feeling good now,'' Korra assured her. Just talking with and being next to Asami was good enough for her. Her throbbing pain had evaporated, and her mind was now clear as if nothing happened. Though the lingering sense of worry did bubble a little inside of her. She knew Asami was right. If something was bothering it was best to bring it up with Tenzin. Being the Avatar, dreams can be unpredictable, but important. Wanting to put that aside or now, Korra wrapped her arms around Asami. ''Besides, we don't want to sleep in tomorrow.''
Sensing that Korra was feeling better, Asami held her hands against Korra's arms and returning a smile of her own. ''Technically, it is already tomorrow.''
''Oh yeah,'' She realised. ''In that case, I can now say happy birthday!''
''Thank you,'' Asami replied before pressing her lips against Korra's.
The next morning, serenity swept over Air Temple Island. Just what Tenzin wanted, as he sat and meditated under the gazebo. He kept a slow and steady breathing pattern, relaxing his body and surrendering to the tranquillity. However, the moment wasn't too last, as a very loud batch of flying lemurs swooped in, gliding just over his head.
Grunting in an annoyed fashion, Tenzin stood and called out. ''Meelo, how many times do I have to tell you? You can practice your flying-lemur show on the other side of the island!''
Hearing his father's disgruntled yell, Meelo coasted down so that he his own lemur, Poki, skimmed across the top of the gazebo. ''Sorry dad!'' He yelled apologetically.
Before Tenzin had time to comment further, Meelo and the other lemurs were already quite a distance away, soaring around the island. The Airbending master let out a heavy sigh and tried to return to his meditation. Settling down and crossing his legs, he shut his eyes and succumbed to the sounds of the quiet howl of the wind.
''Daddy!'' A young voice cried out messily.
Tenzin's eyes shot open and he bolted to his feet, practically creating a tornado in his wake as he saw his youngest son, Rohan, scampering towards him. ''What is it? What's wrong?'' He questioned with worry.
''I got a cut!'' Rohan whimpered and held out his hand. His father had to look very closely, squinting his eyes together and focusing until the small, paper-tin cut on the little boy's hand was visible. ''I was playing near a tree…and there was a flower…and it cut me!''
''Oh dear, let's get your mother to look at that for you,'' Tenzin said in a sympathetic tone. He tried not to sound too glad because with the way the tears flowed down the boy's face, and how far his screams must have carried over, Tenzin feared that something serious had happened. He picked Rohan up and carried him in his arms. ''Then I finally might be able to meditate in peace.'' He mumbled under his breath.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind nearly knocked Tenzin right off his feet and he jumped back in shock, as Ikki jumped down in front of hi with a huff. ''Dad! I need help finding Jinora!''
''It'll have to wait. I'm sure she's with Kai somewhere.''
''That doesn't help me in any way! She promised me that she would lend me one of her old dresses for Asami's party tonight, but of course, no Jinora equals no dress!''
Tenzin's frustration grew and grew, but he kept it bottled up inside, not wanting to rant on his own children despite his peaceful morning being interrupted. ''I will help you look for Jinora in a moment. She can't have gone far.''
Ikki was a fraction away from stomping her foot on the ground and groaning loud enough to scare away the birds. Instead, as her eyes drifted to the right, following the pathway off the island, a big smile formed on her face. ''Korra!'' She sprinted as fast as her legs could carry her, using the air around to help get to her dear friend quicker.
Korra smiled brightly as they shared a tight hug. This was just what the Avatar needed after a rough night. Pulling away, she couldn't help but gawk at Ikki, who was now almost as tall as her. It didn't help when she turned to Tenzin and saw Rohan, still sobbing and holding his sore thumb, growing bigger by the day.
Her old teacher offered a kind, welcoming smile. ''Korra, it's good to see you.''
''You too,'' She replied before passing a glance at Rohan. ''Hey, what's wrong?''
With teary eyes and a quivering bottom lip, Rohan held out his thumb, showing Korra the small cut he had acquired. To him, her smile was so kind and pleasant he couldn't help but follow her lead and smile back. Carefully, she rubbed a finger over his thumb and hoisted him out of Tenzin's arms and into her own. ''You're not going to let something like that upset a big, strong Airbender like you, right?''
Her words must have had an immediate effect because he was trying to calm himself and stop the sobbing. His eyes were still watery, but the tears no longer ran down his cheek. ''No…'' He replied softly.
Ikki nudged her little brother on the shoulder. ''That's our little tough guy.''
Korra placed Rohan down on the ground, as the boy took hold of Ikki's hand. She turned to them both. ''Can you give your daddy and me a moment, please? I need to talk to him about something.''
''What about?'' Rohan asked curiously.
Ikki, being older and more mature, knew when something serious was going on and when it was best to step aside. She pulled on her brother's arm, guiding him away from Tenzin and Korra. ''Come on, you can help me find Jinora.''
''He's quite the cute scamp, isn't he?'' Korra commented.
Tenzin nodded in agreement. ''An adventurous spirit and a tender heart.'' He looked at Korra sincerely. ''Now, you mentioned that you had something you wanted to discuss with me?''
Korra couldn't keep the smile on her face for very long as she remembered why she came here in the first place. ''It's probably nothing, but I had a nightmare last night. I don't know why, but it felt very different from the nightmares I've had before. Asami said it looked like a bad one before I woke up. So I came over to talk with you about it.''
''You can always talk to me, Korra.'' Tenzin comforted. ''Tell me, what was your nightmare about?''
''Well…I don't…really remember.''
''Oh…okay, can you remember anything that happened?''
''Not exactly.''
''How did you feel afterwards?''
''I don't know. The feeling left as soon as it came.''
Tenzin took a moment before continuing. ''That…doesn't quite give us a lot to go on.''
''I know,'' Korra stressed, disappointed with herself more than anything. ''It's like there's a mental block that stops me from remembering what happened. I think that's bothering me the most. Most nightmares I can remember, or at least feel familiar. This one though…''
''I'm sorry, I wish I could help,'' Tenzin said. ''Your dream could mean anything. If it does have a deeper meaning, then I'm sure it will come to you in time. That's probably not the answer you were hoping for…''
''No, it's okay. I know it was a long shot, but thanks for the talk and trying to help. Like you said, if there's more to it, then I'm pretty sure the answer will come.'' She gave Tenzin a hopeful smile.
Despite the pleasant look on the outside, there was a struggle going in her mind over the importance of this nightmare. If Tenzin was right about it coming to her in time if it really was important, then that meant she would have to go through it again. It was bad enough she was still plagued by the nightmares of Zaheer and the poison. Not only that, but it hurt her when she would see Asami suffering from her own nightmares, most often about her father.
She couldn't stand those nights when Asami tossed and turned in her sleep before waking up with tears in her eyes. All she could do when that happened was hold her hand and let her know that she was safe. It wasn't uncommon for them to comfort each other after a bad dream, but thankfully most nights went by without suffering through the memories of pain and loss.
Pushing those thoughts and worries aside, Korra looked out to the sea, more specifically the Avatar Aang statue outside of Republic City. It had seen some damage over the years, yet it kept coming back, much like the Avatar herself. Everything felt so peaceful for the first time in a long time, nightmares aside. Of course, an Avatar's work protecting the world is never over, and there were always new threats that she had to face.
She hoped that tonight things would go smoothly.
As the sun began to set over the horizon, causing a looming shadow cast by the magnificent Avatar Aang statue just outside of Republic City, the Sato mansion dazzled with lights under the dimly lit sky. Though the guests from all nations were only just arriving, sweet music already echoed throughout the many halls of Asami and Korra's home.
Outside the building, hundreds of people lined the streets to witness the glitz and glamour. News reporters struggled with each other in an attempt to reach the front lines.
Shiro Shinobi was one of them. ''I'm here at Sato Mansion, the residence of Future Industries CEO, Asami Sato and Avatar Korra! Ladies and gentleman, I am star struck by what I am seeing tonight. Anyone who is anybody has turned up to celebrate the 24th birthday of Miss Sato. Leading the celebration is Republic City's President Raiko, who will be looking forward to a different kind of celebration very soon, five years of presidency!''
President Raiko stood arm and arm with his wife and waved to the ground, posing for pictures while shaking the hands of other significant or important figures whenever he could.
Inside of the building, watching on with a disdained look was Korra. Her arms were folded over her chest, and she could barely hide the scowl etched onto her face. Her mood only lifted when she felt Asami's hand tenderly grab her arm. ''I hope you're not planning on glaring at him all night.''
''Sorry, he just infuriates me sometimes.'' She complained. ''I'm almost glad you didn't permit photographers in the mansion, so he can stay out there longer. It's bad enough he's turned what was supposed to be a party for you into a political congregation about him.''
Asami did her best to maintain a neutral look. ''I know. I wanted this to just be a quiet night with all our friends and family together…''
Despite her attempts at a calm her girlfriend, Korra persisted. ''Exactly! He can arrange his own party to gloat about himself. Not ruin yours.''
The birthday girl couldn't contain her laughter at seeing Korra's disgruntled pout. Their attention had been so focused on Raiko, that they nearly missed greeting the other guests who arrived in droves. Dusk turned to night faster than the flick of a flame, and a full moon shone high in the sky.
It illuminated out over the sea in the distance, also reflecting off the many ships that had docked. People from all over the world had come to pay their respects and well wishes. Though lovely gestures, Korra couldn't help but feel like all this hassle and coverage was unnecessary by Raiko.
To say that she and the president were not on the best terms since his election would be an understatement.
After a while, Raiko and his wife finally entered the doors of the mansion and came over to Asami and Korra. ''Thank you for having us tonight, Miss Sato.''
''Of course, President Raiko,'' Asami replied, while Korra merely nodded her head, and secretly bit her tongue to stop any comment from being said that she would regret later.
''Unfortunately, the Earth Prime Minister couldn't attend, but I hear that Fire Lord Izumi is in attendance,'' He then shot a glance towards Korra that was neither malicious nor friendly. ''I also hear that your father is here too. I would love a chance to meet him.''
''I know,'' Korra said stubbornly. ''He sent me a message saying he was coming. I'm sure you'd love to see him, you'll need all the support you can get for the upcoming election.''
Raiko remained silent for a moment, keeping his eyes fixed on Korra for a short while before he turned to Asami. ''Might it be okay if I were to talk with Korra alone for a moment?''
Asami looked puzzled at first, almost as much as Korra did. ''I don't see why not.''
Raiko turned to his wife. ''I'll be back in one second!'' He then held out his arm for Korra to latch on to, clearly showing that he did have something he wished to discuss with her alone.
Bewildered, but none the less curious, Korra gave Asami a quick kiss on the cheek before walking along with Raiko, her arm awkwardly hooked around his. Once they were out of sight from their respective partners, Korra whispered to Raiko. ''Okay, so what's the deal? You going to have us pose for tomorrow's front page paper.''
They stopped when they came to a marble pillar that stretched up towards the column of the second floor. ''I would have thought throwing a birthday celebration for your girlfriend would have been enough to help warm up to me.''
She huffed sharply. ''Except I know you're not making this about Asami, or even me. The reporters? The news? This is just a campaign for you.''
''Korra, to the public, everything I do is considered a campaign whether intentional or not!'' He said. A smartly dressed attendant carrying a tray of fine beverages stopped near them. Raiko gladly took a glass of red wine, while Korra shook her head. Once the attendant had left, and Raiko took a quick sip, he continued. ''If you believe that I'm not appreciative of all you've done for my city…heck, not just the city, the entire world, then you're mistaken. I may be president, but you are the Avatar.''
''Huh? Did you think that when you banished me before?'' She quipped.
''You're still not bitter about that, are you?''
''Not as much as I was then, but that's not the problem.''
Raiko's eyes narrowed. ''Then what is the problem?''
Korra threw back her own disapproving look at him, casually leaning against the pillar. ''It's about your campaign for re-election. There's quite a lot of problems I'm finding with your treatment towards the spirits in this city.''
''May I remind you that bringing the spirits back was your doing? As long as they prove harmless, I don't care what happens to them.''
''That's exactly the problem!'' She said firmly. ''Your plans for extensions towards the city aren't taking the considerations of the spirits. This is their city now just as much as anyone else's.''
Raiko's face remained blank and calm, though Korra could tell by the way his jaw was subtly clenching this was a subject he wasn't particularly fond of. ''Two years ago, when this city was under attack from Kuvira's army, where were the spirits? If this is their city now, why didn't they protect it?''
''Because they were affected as well! Kuvira's spirit weapon…''
''Is no longer an issue!'' He silenced her and took another sip of his beverage.
Her eyes flickered with anger beginning to burn inside of her, as she resisted the urge to bark in Raiko's face about her feelings towards this. But she didn't want to do that here, especially here and especially today of all days. ''That weapon was built once already. It could be built again. If the connection between humans and spirits doesn't grow stronger, something like what happened before, or something far worse could happen.''
He kept a stern look about him, fixing up his suit and finishing the last bit of wine in his glass. He stalled his response for a moment or two, perhaps because he didn't have one or he just wanted. At first, it seemed like Korra wouldn't be getting any kind of reply as Raiko turned away from her and strode away. ''I assure you, Avatar Korra. That as long as I'm President of Republic City, nothing on the scale of Kuvira's warpath will come to my people again.''
It was clear that he was not looking to continue the conversation. He already returned to his wife and was off to mingle with others at the party, no longer interested in Korra. ''I believe that when I see it.'' She mumbled under her breath. She suddenly felt a hand placed on her shoulder, and a familiar voice fell on her ears.
''Something tells me you got under his skin,'' Mako said with an amused tone.
''It's just like him to duck and run when he can't find an answer he likes.'' Korra mocked. She turned to her friend and sighed heavily. ''I'm just afraid that if things between humans and spirits don't change, something bad will happen.''
''Hey, as long as you're around, I'm confident things will go smoothly.''
She arched an eyebrow and gave Mako a loop-sided grin. ''Thanks, my confident confidant!'' Already she was feeling less stressed, just being in the presence of one of her closest friends. She hugged him gently, which he gladly returned. After parting, Korra glanced around them. ''So has Lin got you on duty?''
''Yeah, along with nearly every officer we could muster. With at least half the political leaders of the world all under one roof, you can't blame the extra security.''
''Definitely not. Though the media circus outside isn't helping.''
''I think I better get you back to Asami before you bite someone's head off.'' He said with a mixture of sarcasm, and genuine concern that Korra might do something after the frustration of talking with Raiko. In Mako's line of work, the last thing he should do is insult the President, so he had gotten used to holding his tongue and keeping his thoughts to himself.
Elsewhere, in another part of the eloquently decorated interior underneath a glowing chandelier with blue diamonds hanging down, the guests conversed was each other, oblivious of the fire ferret that dashed in between hundreds of legs. Pabu's cheeks were stuffed with delightful cuisine that he nicked while no one was looking. The mischievous fur-ball scurried up along the staircase, hoping to find a quiet area to relax and snack until a hand reached out and grabbed Pabu by the scruff of his neck and pulled him upwards.
''Pabu!'' Bolin grimaced. ''How many times do I have to tell you? If you want me to get you something, I'll pay for it! Now spit it out!''
Pabu's response was to cover his mouth with both his tiny paws and quickly chew whatever was left in his mouth.
''That's it, mister, you can forget about getting any birthday cake later on…unless that was the birthday cake, which I'm really hoping it wasn't!'' He stated, fearful of the Sato chef's wrath after what happened with the last birthday feast they prepared.
After swallowing the last bit of food, Pabu scampered out of Bolin's grasp, dropping to the floor and dashed off towards Opal as she walked over. He climbed up the Airbender and perched himself on her shoulder. Opal giggled and scratched under his chin. ''Uh oh, what did you do this time, Pabu?''
''Hopefully, he didn't strip the buffet table clean,'' Bolin said and glared in the direction of his companion. The fire ferret nestled comfortably against Opal's neck, the fur rubbing against her neck caused her to giggle. But Bolin tried to keep a stern face. ''Oh no, don't think acting all cute and cuddly will get you off the hook!''
''Being all cute and cuddly seems to work wonders for you.'' Opal grinned and placed a gentle kiss on his other cheek. He couldn't keep the tough act going for long. He sighed and relaxed, amusing Opal.
With his bright smile back on full display, he hugged her tightly and gave her a gentle kiss on her lips. ''It's good to see you.''
''You too,'' Opal replied with her arms wrapped around him and an amused grin on her face. ''Though you did only just see me this morning.''
''I know,'' Bolin said softly. ''But that was only after just coming back from a whole month of being on-duty! And that was only after just coming back after three months on duty! Whenever I feel like I'm finally going to have some off-duty time, I'm back on duty!''
Opal took his hand, and cupped his cheek with her other, forcing him to look at her. ''It's okay. I get it. We both knew that taking this position meant you were going to be away for quite a bit.''
''Yeah, we knew that would happen,'' Bolin muttered exasperatedly. ''Don't get me wrong, working with the United Forces is awesome, and for the first time in my life, I really feel like I'm making a difference…not including the time I was working for Kuvira because that was a whole other thing that we don't need to be reminded of.''
''Oh yeah, that was a messy situation you got involved with,'' Opal added with a knowing smirk.
She expected some witty comeback or goofy joke that never failed to make her laugh; however, he continued with his thoughts over his United Force duties. ''But I'm constantly away to other parts of the world for a lot longer than what I originally thought. I don't get to see you as often! I don't get to see Mako or Korra or Asami as much! And my roommate constantly smells like feet no matter how many showers he takes, and he ends up making the showers smell like feet too.''
Usually the life of the party, always bringing happiness and positivity wherever he went, it wasn't easy for Opal to see Bolin clearly frustrated and feeling down. She leant forward and took a firm hold of his hands. ''You're feeling homesick. Trust me, I've had that a lot. I barely get to visit Zaofu and see my family. If you're feeling like this, I'm always here to talk.''
Hearing her supportive and considering words were enough to lift Bolin's mood instantly. Though in actuality, just being with her was enough to lift his mood instantly. He smiled genuinely at her. ''Thanks, Opal.''
''Why don't we take a page out of Korra and Asami's book and go on a vacation soon? I'm sure you can book holiday time away. You can't be on duty all the time!''
''Really? That would be great!'' Bolin shouted excitedly. Immediately afterwards, a bulb clicked on in his brain. ''Oh, speaking of Asami, check out the present I got for her!'' He quickly reached into his pocket, fidgeting around for a good few seconds before he was finally able to retrieve what he was looking for. He pulled it out and held it close to Opal's face frantically, scaring Pabu off her shoulder and causing the fire ferret to dash off elsewhere.
She backtracked a step, not only because of Bolin's over eagerness he nearly smacked the item against her face accidentally but also because the present itself baffled her. ''Uh…it's a tiny you,'' She commented awkwardly, unable to take her eyes away from the miniature figure of Bolin, posing heroically while wearing an exaggerated Water Tribe uniform. ''An almost shirtless, tiny you.''
''Better! It's the Varrick Industries' latest Nuktuk figures!'' He asserted. ''Asami says she loves the Nuktuk movers and is even helping finance the latest adventure, 'Nuktuk, The First Bender in Space!' Varrick said that the early merchandise would help boost ticket sales.''
Opal, still bewildered by the toy in front of her, pointed at it. ''Why is the stomach that long? You don't have that many ab muscles!''
''Oh, they say it looks more dynamic and exciting. You'd be surprised how differently one looks from reality compared to screen.''
''You're my boyfriend, I think I'd be able to tell the difference.'' She was about to comment further on the small figure, which she silently admitted, was starting to freak her out a little when a firm hand patted Bolin on the back.
''I hope that whatever's in your hand has an explanation for it…existing,'' Mako said, half teasing and half being serious. He looked almost as worried as Opal did about the item, while Korra kept silent and only offered a wide grin to Bolin.
''Ha-ha, be smug all you want. But when these Nuktuk figures start selling like cabbages and we're out of stock, don't come crying to me for one.''
''I'll try to keep my emotions in check when that happens,'' Mako said with a deadpan tone to his little brother.
Just then, Asami called out happily as she approached the group. ''Hey, you all made it!''
Korra draped an arm around her shoulders and planted a soft kiss on her cheek. ''I tried to find you after my talk with Raiko.''
''I know, sorry, I got caught up talking with others. It's a little overwhelming when everyone's asking for a conversation.'' Asami sighed.
Picking up on this, Bolin immediately began to feel hesitant. ''Oh, well…yeah, that's understandable. Don't want to put you under too much, so that's fine.''
Asami glanced at him, giving a tender smile and waving her hand at him. ''Bolin, you can tell me whatever you want, I'm not under too much with any of you.''
Filled with relief and renewed excitement. ''Okay Asami, pull up a chair and sit down because I want to see you jump up with exhilaration when you see…''
Before he could reveal his surprise to her, another familiar face shot into view. Sliding across the floor and flinging an arm around Bolin's next and pulling him in close, catching the Earthbender completely off-guard. ''Well, if it isn't my favourite group of people in the world!'' Varrick shouted with glee.
The surprise entrance of the energetic businessman along with his business and romantic partner, Zhu-Li, took everyone by surprise. While Varrick was running at hundred miles an hour on the inside, Zhu-Li kept a proper posture. ''Good evening, and happy birthday to you Asami.'' She greeted calmly.
''Thank you.''
Bolin could finally breath when Varrick loosened his grasp on his buddy. ''Yeah, when Zhu-Li and I finally took a look at our calendars and realised that our favourite business partner's birthday was coming up, we knew we wouldn't want to miss this for the world.''
''Uh…thanks,'' Asami said, internally wincing. Though over the years her relationship with Varrick had improved, that didn't mean he was on her list of favourite people after their rocky start. He was a brilliant mind who, without the equally brilliant but more rational Zhu-Li, would trail all over the place before coming back to the matter at hand.
Finally, Bolin escaped Varrick's grip. ''So when did you two sail into town?''
''About a week ago,'' Zhu-Li answered. ''We've been in the process of developing a new idea for Varrick Moon Industries. I would tell you, but Varrick has been dying to do it himself.''
''Oh, come on Zhu-Li, if you want to be the one to tell Asami of our new venture, be my guest. I'm in no rush to tell her, in your own time.'' He spoke plainly and without any hint of the eccentricity that oozed from his very being.
''I…''
She barely got a word out before Varrick exploded passionately. ''Okay, you've pulled my leg, I'll tell them!''
''If that's what you want,'' Zhu-Li stated with a sarcastic, but slightly amused tone.
Team Avatar was practically swept off their feet, as Varrick stretched out around them in an attempt to huddle them all closer. Korra grunted uncomfortably. ''You must be working on something big to be this…eager!''
''What Zhu-Li and I have been working on could revolutionise and change the world,'' He said. He then threw a look towards Mako, who was about to speak before being interrupted by the businessman. ''And don't worry, it's not doomsday-ish.''
''So what is it?'' Opal asked curiously. They were all curious as to what Varrick was getting that, they wanted to know so, not to mention that been clung this close together was starting to hurt a little.
Quickly, Varrick pulled them along until they were in the centre of the room and looking out towards the open doorway leading outside. ''Tell me, what do you all see around those news reporters?''
Each of them took a moment to look outside, trying to find anything out of the ordinary.
''Uh…reporters?''
''Guests still arriving late?''
''Pabu wrestling with some birds over food outside?''
''Cameras?''
At the last guess, Varrick raised his arms in the air. ''Yes, cameras, but not the ones I'm thinking about!''
Now the group was free from Varrick's over-eager death grip, rubbing their sore spots but still clueless as to what they were trying to learn from Varrick. Noticing that they weren't getting it, Zhu-Li stepped forward. ''Varrick and I have been looking at a new way to create movers…live as they happen.''
The revelation from her was all that was needed for Team Avatar's curiosity to turn into undivided attention. Asami stepped forward, her mind already puzzled with dozens of questions and theories. ''Film events as they happen? That's impossible. No one has ever attempted something like that.''
Bolin raised his hands. ''Wait a minute? I'm confused here.''
Asami turned to her friend animatedly. ''For example, your Nuktuk movers are filmed first and then edited later to be altered to fit a narrative story. Live film will broadcast movers as real events as they happen at the time…or possibly a few seconds after depending on how good the frequency can be picked up.''
It took a second for all this to register in Korra's head. Her knowledge of the latest technology was only mediocre at best, and that mediocrity was only because of what Asami had taught her since they'd known each other. ''So…it's radio news broadcasts…''
''With the added benefit of mover pictures!'' Asami finished, a beaming smile spreading across her face. The businesswoman turned to Varrick and Zhu-Li. ''What you're suggested sounds impossible for at least another decade or so!''
''That would have been true,'' Varrick replied. ''But Zhu-Li and I found a breakthrough.''
''That's incredible!'' Asami said with an elated tone, nearly bouncing up and down with excitement. She was able to stop herself from doing just that. Standing up straight and keeping a graceful pose, she took a step back to take a hold of Korra's hand. ''We'll discuss all of this tomorrow. For tonight, I'd like to have a peaceful and relaxing time.''
''Say no more,'' Varrick said. ''I know all about relaxing!''
Mako arched an eyebrow. ''You do?''
This was a bad move on his part because Varrick rushed over to him and wrapped his arm around the officer. ''Kid, let the man who once knew a guy who knew the best masseuse in the world give you some relaxing tips.''
''You don't have to.'' Mako sighed.
There was no getting out of it, and Bolin was dragged along as well as Varrick pulled in the younger brother. ''By the way, just to let you know, the latest Nuktuk is going through some re-writes and you need to learn the new script.''
''Again? We've re-written the script five times now!''
''Kid, there's one thing you should know about every good story-teller…we're never happy with our work!''
''It's beautiful, isn't it?'' Korra murmured as she looked out towards the city as she and Asami stood on one of the balconies. The spirit portal glowed brightly against the night sky, making the stars above sparkle.
''I guess,'' Asami replied. Korra turned to find that Asami wasn't staring at the city like she was, but instead glancing over towards the Avatar. ''I'm too busy staring at something even more beautiful.''
Korra turned away shyly, her cheeks flashing red like fire. Her hand subconsciously started tugging at her braided hair, as her heart fluttered at the compliment. The most powerful being in the world…becoming a bashful mess because of a cute, cheesy line from her girlfriend, it was quite the sight.
Asami's hand reached over to stroke Korra's hair and sparks flew when she brushed against Korra's hand. ''I do admit, I miss the short hair you had. But the braided look is lovely.''
The only response Korra could muster was a shrug of her shoulders. She'd let her hair grow back since she last cut it, despite Asami's constant praise and kind words regarding it. It was a tough decision to make, but Korra felt it was important to let her hair grow back, and Asami understood it was important and supported her through it.
Eventually, Korra could muster a coherent response. ''I know you really want to talk about the invention-thing Varrick and Zhu-Li are working on, you can't keep complimenting me all night.''
''Yes, I could,'' Asami responded confidently. But now that she heard the words from Korra, the temptation to discuss the live mover broadcast further was too much for Asami to resist. ''It's just unbelievable. Think of what could be accomplished! Instead of always relying on the words of a reporter on the radio, people can actually see events across the world transpire, right before their eyes.''
Seeing her this giddy and enthusiastic over something made Korra happy. ''Things change so quickly. About five years ago, movers didn't even exist altogether.''
The last thing Korra expected was for Asami to fall silent, especially since they only just started talking about this subject. The businesswoman sighed heavily, feeling a huge weight settle on her shoulders. ''Sometimes I'm afraid the world is changing so quickly I'm playing keep-up.''
''Are you kidding? It's because of you and your company that this world is being kept up…with…I mean we're keeping up with the world…'' Korra stuttered. ''Wait, I know how to phrase this…''
Asami tilted her head and smiled affectionately. ''It's fine, thank you. Just the insecurity one feels when the whole world is literally a blueprint in their hand.''
Korra's expression shifted into a sympathetic one, and she placed her hand over Asami's. ''I don't mind holding that hand with the blueprint in it. If that's okay with you.''
She turned and smiled warmly. ''That's more than okay.''
Feeling that the mood had been lifted, Korra continued to hold Asami's hand and moved back a bit towards the party going on further inside. ''Want to head to the dance floor?''
''Yeah, that sounds great.''
Before they walked back inside, Korra halted her. ''Hold on!'' She flicked her hand towards a tall tree that stood beside the balcony, and in a quick gust of wind, a pretty flower was blown off the branches and drifted towards Asami.
She eagerly caught it and was now the one who was blushing bright red. ''Aren't you the charmer?'' She teased.
Korra shrugged and smiled cockily. ''Yeah, I can be pretty awesome sometimes.''
''I'd say all the time.''
Not expecting the comment, Korra found herself blushing lighter than Asami was a moment ago. ''Hey, no fair, I was the one being smooth and…''
Suddenly, an ear-piercing sound ripped through Korra's eardrums, causing her to scream out in agonising pain. She dropped to her knees and covered her ears, trying to null out the sounds, but this proved ineffective. Asami, who seemed to be unaffected by whatever the sound was, leant down to hold Korra and called out to her. However, the noise was so loud and deafening to the Avatar, she couldn't hear a single sound that her girlfriend was making.
''I can't hear you!'' She screamed back at Asami. Her skin crawled and her insides felt like they were going to be ripped apart. There was nothing she could do but try to get through it and hope that the sound would stop soon.
Eventually, the sound was gone as soon as it came. Korra's whole body shook and was coated in sweat. She breathed heavily and felt too weak to stand on her own, needing assistance from a worried Asami. ''What happened?'' She asked with great concern.
''Didn't you hear that?'' Korra shrieked.
''Hear? No, there I didn't hear anything. You just screamed and…'' She stopped mid-sentence when something out in the distance drew their attention.
The Spirit Portal.
The pillar of light that stretched high into the sky churned with different colours. Blue, golden and green lights tore through it as if the portal was being ripped open from the inside. Korra and Asami watched on with awe and fright, unsure of what to do. Korra was still bewildered by the loud sound which caused her great pain a second ago, she wasn't ready for what was happening right now.
''Do you know what's going on?'' Asami asked.
''No!'' Korra shook her head.
''I'll warn the others,'' Asami said and was about to dash back inside to tell everyone inside, probably all still unaware of the light show going on outside, when she felt Korra's hand grab her arm.
''Look!''
Asami did as instructed and looked at the spirit portal…that's when she saw it. Someone was walking out of the portal.
To Be Continued…
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