Hey, 'sup, you guys, hope you had a nice holiday! So, I just came up with a nice idea for a fanfiction and decided to get it down before i forgot about it, because, as most of you who have read my stories, I am a very forgetful person, so, please read! I'm quite satisfied so far, so I hope you guys enjoy this!
Full Summary
She was taken away at the age of four by the White Lotus for training. She ran away at the age of 13 in fear of seeing her sister as a complete stranger later on. With Ravia gone, all Korra can think about is how much her twin might have changed. With Korra gone, all Ravia can think about is how good it would feel to see her twin without a change. 14 years later, Ravia wanders around the mall in Republic City, only to bump into the Fabulous Bending Brothers and the Sato heiress in a jewelry shop, mistaken to be her twin sister. After the mention of Korra's name and a dump load of questions, Ravia goes with the trio to Air Temple Island – and reencounters the sister she knew 14 years ago.
Introduction
"What's that sound, Korra?"
"I dunno, Ravi. It might be the White Lotus."
"Probably. I remember when you destroyed the wall last night."
"It was an entrance, okay?"
"Korra, it's time to go!"
"Coming, Howl!"
"I'm really gonna miss you, Kor."
"Me too, Ravi. But Master Katara said that I can still visit for the holidays and Summer Break!"
"Cool! But will you still be at school?"
"I hope so."
"Let's go, Korra!"
". . ."
". . ."
"I have to go now."
"I wish you didn't have to leave."
"I know."
"Korra, Katara's waiting, sweetie."
"I'll see you soon, Ravi."
"Bye, Korra."
"Bye, Ravi."
Escorted by her mother, four-year-old little Korra took her mother's hand, and as she was walking out to the White Lotus, she gave her four-year-old twin sister, Ravia, a sad look over her shoulder. Korra hesitated getting on the snow mobile. With tears in her eyes, she quickly turned around and crushed her twin sister in a strong hug, her sister equally as strong as they squeezed the living daylights out of each other, never wanting to let go. They were part of the same heart – one girl wouldn't want to live without the other.
"Love you, little sis," Korra whispered.
"Love you back, big sis," Ravi whispered back. They finally let go and both sprinted the opposite direction of the other, both wanting the pain of separation to be gone. Ravi went straight to the room she shared with her sister and cried her heart out as she held the locket with the water tribe emblem that was given to her close to her chest. Inside was a picture of her and her sister. And with her gone, that would be the only image of her until Christmas, which was in eight months.
Once Korra was given her room in the compound, she gave out a very quiet "thank you" to the White Lotus Guard. He shut the door, and immediately, Korra ran to her new bed and cried the tears that she was able to hold back until now. As her continuous sobs went on, she reached into her bag and pulled out a picture of her and her sister in front a ginormous snow castle they made with their water bending. As she looked at the picture, she cried harder. With leaving her twin sister behind, she was a wreck. Even though she only knew her for four years, she understood her more than anybody. And because she was the older sister, Ravia no longer had a shoulder to cry on, or someone to play with, or someone to talk to when she needed help. Korra had to take on the responsibility of being the older twin, but because the spirits had to choose her to be Aang's successor, she had to throw that in the dust and abandon the only friend she ever known. The only difference is that Ravia didn't know what was going on with her sister. All she knew is that she was completely torn as she cried herself to sleep, vowing to keep the only thing left of her sister with her at all costs.
Ravia sat up instantly with tears streaming down her face. She's been haunted by the exact same dream for a little over a week and she couldn't help but think that every time she saw that dream, her sister was somehow changing. But the 13-year-old girl didn't want to believe that her Avatar of a goofy twin sister was maturing. For the past nine years, that was all Korra ever was during her visits – a complete goofball. And that was her favorite part of Korra. But Ravia couldn't take the pain anymore. She grabbed a bag full of clothes and fresh food. She knew that her parents would want to know where she was in the morning, so to save their panic, she left a note on her bed:
-Mom, Daddy, Korra,
I'm sorry that I couldn't tell you this in person, but I've been having a repetitive dream of when I was four and when Korra was taken away by the White Lotus for the past week and a half. And every time I see that dream, I feel like she's changing. But I don't want her to change. I don't want her to become mature. Her goofiness is probably the best part about her and seeing that go away is like her leaving all over again. That's all I've ever known about her since she left.
If anything has ever helped me calm down or take away the pain, it's running away. But this time, it's permanent. Don't try to send a search party for me because being brought home will only increase the pain. I've already been through so much pain since Korra was whisked away. Haven't I already had enough of it?
Korra, I'm so sorry that I can't see you again, but it's too much to think about. I can't stand the fact that you might have matured since your last visit. Running away is the only thing that can keep that away from me. As much as I want to stay, I can't. Seeing you as a complete stranger will just tear me apart even more. I know that we made a promise to stick together when we were kids, but ever since we found out you were the Avatar, that promise sort of faded away after nine long years of being apart. I'm sorry. But a yearly visit isn't going to help me.
I'm sorry, Korra. I really am. I just hope you'll be forgiving enough to understand. I love you, big sis – I really do. But the lingering pain of being away from you will always be there. But you know what they say – if you let go of the ones you love, your fates will either lead you back to one another, or they stay distant forever. I know that I'll see you again – someday.
-Ravia
With one last look at her room, she climbed out the window and ran off across the flat tundra to the docks to a cargo ship heading for Republic City. Her 20-year-old cousin would be happy to take her in.
Before Ravia got on the ship, she took a glance at the White Lotus compound over her shoulder for a split second and looked away, blinking back tears as she held the pendant of her locket – she needed to be strong, for Korra's sake.
"I'm sorry, sis," she whispered. She ran onto the ship and was off to Republic City, not returning home any time soon.
Korra continuously punched her punching bag with furiousness. She heard that her sister had run away last night, so she took her anger out at her punching bag in her gym. Her final blow sent the bag flying at the wall. With that, she plopped on the mat on her back.
"Why did you have to leave, Ravi? I thought you promised me you wouldn't change. At least not like this," she whispered. As she thought about it more, Korra realized that she wouldn't be able to prevent that, but she could still find her. She lay in her gym, thinking about how it would be like to see her matured younger twin sister. Not wanting to think about it anymore, she stood up and went to the kitchen for lunch. Before she left, she took a glance over her shoulder at the rather large gym.
"I'll find you, Ravi. With me being older that the two of us, even if was a minute older, I still made a promise to myself to keep you safe. And I intend to keep that promise. I'll find you someday, Ravi – someday," she muttered to herself. With that, she walked out of her gym, knowing that every single word she said was true.
Well, that was . . . pretty angsty. BTW, Ravia's name is pronounced as (RAH-vee-uh) and her nick name is pronounced like (RAH-vee) like the little boy in "Jessie", just in case if you like to pronounce things properly and thought it was pronounced like (RAY-vee-uh) and (RAY-vee). Anyway, i hope you enjoyed the introduction. I also finished the first chapter, so if you likey, please read on! R&R, please!
DISCLAIMERS:
I DO NOT own "The Legend of Korra". Belongs to Mike and Bryan. The only thing I own is the plot of this story and Ravia.
