"Do you, Korra, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife? For better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish?"
"I do,"
"And do you, Asami, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife? For better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish?"
"I do,"
"Then, by the power invested in me, Korra. You may kiss the bride," Tenzin watched Korra pucker her lips and moving to Asami's face.
Korra opened her eyes and seeing Asami so close made her hand start twitching, and her face's color went to a bright shade of red.
"THAT WAS A GREAT REHEARSAL, RIGHT TENZIN!?" Korra stopped Asami and turned to Tenzin.
"We're not gonna kiss?" Asami asked in dismay.
Tenzin looked at Korra nodding her head in disagreement, "You'll have plenty of time to kiss her when the wedding is over. Besides you can handle it. I didn't kiss Pema our entire wedding until we completed our vows," Tenzin proclaimed.
"Believe him. He refused every time I wanted to kiss him," Pema groaned.
"I think Korra and I can wait until our wedding kiss," Asami sighed.
Korra looked at her fiance and sighed, "Yeah, we'll be fine until tonight."
"But in all seriousness, Korra, Asami. You both did wonderfully in rehearsal,"
"Thank you, Tenzin," Korra bowed with a fist in her palm to Tenzin.
"Again, we appreciate you marrying us," Asami bowed to Tenzin as well.
"It is my greatest pleasure to marry you, Korra. Now," Tenzin turned to a buffet being prepared for the wedding, "Lunch break!"
As Tenzin walked to the food, Asami and Korra looked at each other. Looking into her green eyes, Korra's hand started twitching.
"Um, I'm gonna go change into something I don't mind getting food on. See you in ten minutes?" Korra asked nervously.
"Uh, sure-
"Great! See you then!" Korra walked away from Asami to a doorway.
Korra closed the door behind her and took a deep breath and leaned against the door, and slid down to the floor. She brought her knees to her chest, and her hands started twitching again when she thought about Asami.
"Ugh, why am I so nervous around her now?" she put her face to her knees and sighed.
"Hello. Avatar,"
Korra sprung when she heard that voice, "Who's there?"
"I am the solution,"
"I'm saving you for last, and you'll get your duel, and I will destroy you,"
"The revolution has begun,"
"I told you I would destroy you,"
"Where are you?!" Korra shouted.
Standing before her, was Amon, the Equalist leader.
Korra immediatley blasted Fire at him bringing steam into the room, "How are you still alive?!"
"Ideas never die, you take them with you to the grave," Amon emerged from the steam.
"Are you?"
"Dead? As a matter of fact, I still am," Amon answered from behind his mask.
"And why are you here?"
"I've come to haunt you, Avatar,"
"What? Why?" Korra demanded.
Amon stuck his hand through Korra's forehead, "If I had the power, I would end your life. However, as a spectre, I obviously don't have that ability"
"So what are you going to do?" Korra asked nervously.
"I already told you, I'm going to haunt you,"
Korra blinked at the ghost in her changing room, "No I meant specifically, what are you gonna do to me?"
"I, don't know. I just know that, I'm going, to haunt you," Amon answered.
"You have no plan, for me, do you?"
"Avatar Korra, I spent years of my life preparing for the Equalist Revolution in Republic City. I have not spent years of my afterlife planning my vengeance on you,"
Korra tilted her head at the ghost in confusion, "So you've done nothing these last five years?"
"You have no right to criticize me, Avatar. For three years, you disappeared,"
"And when I came back, I stopped Kuvira. The day you come back and you just spout quotes at me!" Korra walked to the chair in front of a mirror and turned her back to Amon.
"Hey! Don't ignore me!" Amon yelled at her.
"Oh I'm sorry, Ghost Amon! What are you gonna do about it?!"
"That hurt and you know it," Amon looked at the sulking Avatar, "What's wrong, Avatar?"
"Why do you care?"
"Since I have no effect on the physical world, I have nothing else to do," Amon walked beside, "Now tell me, Avatar. What troubles you?"
Korra took a deep breath and exhaled, "In case you couldn't tell, I'm getting married to Asami."
"Congratulations, Avatar," Amon bowed to her, "Marriage is a wonderful thing to be blessed with."
"Yeah, well. If it's so wonderful, why am I so nervous?" thinking about Asami made her hand twitch, "I'm the Avatar. I've taken on a giant robot with a Spirit weapon, the Red Lotus, a Dark Avatar-
"Me," Amon added.
"Yeah, the Equalist Revolution,"
Amon appeared in Korra's reflection, "The Avatar's duty is to keep the world in balance. There is nothing written that the Avatar is fearless."
"So, it's... I can't believe I'm taking advice from you but, it's ok for me to be nervous about my wedding?"
"It's an emotion, one that all humans have," Amon removed his mask and showed his face to her, "Don't think you are so different from another, Avatar.".
Korra looked at the former anti-bender and thought about his words.
"Korra are you coming to lunch?" Asami asked after knocking on the door.
"Um, yeah! Amon my way!" Korra answered back.
"Hilarious, Avatar," Korra turned and looked for the phantom, but he was nowhere to be seen.
Korra shrugged and slipped on more casual clothes before walking out of her dressing room.
Korra joined Asami and walked with her to the buffet, "Were you talking to someone?" Asami asked.
"Just someone I used to know," Korra held her fiance's hand with no fear.
