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When she opened her eyes the warm sunlight was peeking through her closed shudders. She panicked at first when she did not recognize the room, but then remembered that she wasn't in her room. She was on Air Temple Island.
She let out a long sigh and slowly sat up, her loose hair falling behind her shoulders. Should she really be here, when they are so close? The memories of Korra's parents flashed through her mind. All her memories were filled with the pain and torture that eventually broke her later on in life.
When she was a young girl she didn't really know what was going on. But after years of perfecting the art of ease dropping Korra overheard Korra explain why she was living with Katara when she was only 11 years old.
Standing up Korra pulled on clean clothes that were still packed away in her leather-skin bag. Picking up one of her arm guards and proceeding to pull it on she stopped her wrist and started at the scars the inside of her wrist.
She rubbed a thumb against the scars and felt their smooth but yet bumpy surface. The scars filled with stories that we would never tell. Filled with the memories and the pain, tears welled up at the corners of her eyes. She shut her eyes and turned away from the scars and slips on the arm guards. She just isn't ready to face the memories yet.
She silently walked out the woman's dorms and into the dining room. There she found several Air Acolytes eating in the dining room. She took her seat on the low table and began spooning herself some rice.
All the tables were set with the morning's food and each table was covered with a traditional Air Nomad table cloths. The bright colors of the table cloth blurred Korra's vision. She closed her eyes and continued to eat.
She heard an array of scattered whispers in the room. The whispers where about her, she didn't know what they were saying, but she didn't care either. She mindlessly sat eating her breakfast, but her trance broke when someone placed a hand on her shoulder.
Her head snapped up and came face to face with Tenzin. "Hello, Sifu." Tenzin nodded his head and sat across from Korra and began to get some food for himself. Korra looked up from her bowl and came eye to eye with Tenzin.
No words were said between them for almost the entire meal, but then Korra spoke up. "What we doing today?"
"After breakfast we are going to the council so they know of your arrival and then the council requested that you make a statement for the newspaper. Is that ok?"
"Will they be taking pictures," she felt her palms become cold and clammy. Tenzin looked up with interest as he gave a small nod. "Yes, I would suppose so. It is a high chance."
She flinched, an intake of breath. Could this be when they find her? Or would they never have any interest with her at all? "Is there something wrong Korra?"
She quickly shook her head. "No, of course not," he eyed her suspiciously but said nothing. Tenzin knew about Korra's part, but not about her fears. That was something that only Katara knew about.
As the pair rode the ferry to Republic city Korra was caught by the sparkling beauty of the city that stood before her. Korra growing up in a serene place all her life has never seen such tall buildings and people in one place.
Korra stayed close to Tenzin's side as they walked the streets of republic city to the council. There they walked up the steps of city hall and through the big double doors. The council room was large and clean. The footsteps of whoever walked there echoed.
Councilman Tarrlok looked at Tenzin and Korra as they came closer to the other members. He stood up from his seat and went to greet the Avatar. "Hello Tenzin, so nice of you to join us with the Avatar."
"Hello, Councilman Tarrlok," Tenzin sternly said, he held a powerful gaze with his co-worker. Tarrlok smiled and broke the stare as he turned to look at Korra.
"Hello Korra, so nice to finally meet you the young Avatar. The Unknown Avatar also what you are called, since you grew up in the White Lotus Compound and was always kept under wraps, hidden from the world almost." He had a snake like look held out a hand.
Korra took the creepy man's hand and shook it politely. "Hello Councilman, I am here now and ready to protect you." She gave a warm smile. Tarrlok smiled at the Avatar. The smile was fake they both knew it. She was ruining his plans.
"So you are ready to protect us huh? Well I'll have to hold you to that," he said with a chuckle. Korra smiled and chuckled as well. "Yes, I suppose that you will have too."
"Avatar Korra, are you ready to give your statement for the newspaper?" One of the female council members asked. Korra turned and looked at the lady who appeared to represent the Fire Nation.
"Yes, of course."
A reporter came out of the shadows and looked at her with eager eyes as he held a pen and a small notebook. "Whenever you are ready Ms. Avatar."
"Uh, I will do my best as the Avatar to protect Republic City and everyone else in it and to keep balance in the world." Then the reported branded his camera and flashed a picture of her. She gave an awkward smile. In the picture it may have be seen as happy or refreshed. It was quite the opposite. Korra was breaking; she wasn't prepared to take on so much responsibility. She could feel that her end was near.
