Title: Anomaly
Rating: M (in total)
Summary: With the help of spiritual forces, Korra and Asami are able to conceive their first child, but during the pregnancy, Asami is captured by new members of the Red Lotus. This causes the remaining members of Team Avatar to assemble again to save Asami, and the world's first spiritually conceived child, who obviously isn't just any ordinary child…
Author's Note: This story is set three years after our glorious canon Korrasami ending, and just so you know, a lot of characters will be present, including some original ones.
Chapter One
Asami looked down at Korra kneeling between her thighs, trying to calm her breathing as she felt her wife's tongue press against her center. The sensation shivered through her body as the warm muscle slid up and down her, pressing firmly against her sex. She tangled her fingers into Korra's hair, subtly pressing her center against her lover's face to compliment more friction. The world around Asami swirled as the pleasure took over her senses, and hearing her name gently from Korra only drugged her with euphoria even more.
Asami… "Asami?"
She opened her eyes and her vision was now registering a bedroom filled with a soft breeze coming from the open window. She shut her eyes in dismay as she came to the realization that she had been dreaming.
"Sorry, babe, I didn't know you were taking a nap."
Asami looked up from the bed sheepishly to see her wife standing by the door with a mischievous blush spread across her cheeks.
"I thought maybe you needed my help with something… I could have sworn I heard my name, but I guess you were just dreaming out loud," the Avatar smirked, implying something.
"Did I… did you hear?" Asami questioned nervously.
"I don't know why you're getting so anxious," Korra said, still smirking as she walked over to the bed and sat down. "We've been having sex for years and you still get flustered over things like this. Besides, the doctor did say that it's completely normal for you to experience sex dreams during pregnancy."
"But they're just so… real," Asami answered, slowly getting up from the bed. Korra remained sitting and looked up at her wife, then down to her swelling stomach. Her body had changed so much. She was still as beautiful as can be, glowing as many pregnant women do, her hair was more luscious than ever, and her breasts had increased at least a cup size.
"I can't believe it's going to happen soon," the Avatar said, all joking aside, reaching out to caress Asami's abdomen; the barrier between her and her child. "You're due in two weeks…"
Asami took hold of Korra's hand and brought it to her lips for a kiss. "I know, and I can't wait."
"You know Bolin is making bets as to what the child is going to be?" Korra chuckled.
"It doesn't surprise me," Asami smiled, "If it's a boy, are you still okay with…"
"I have no problem with naming our child after you father if we have a boy. Hiroshi Sato II," Korra said warmly.
Asami's eyes watered, but she wiped the tears away and laughed, "I really, really hope we do have a boy."
Standing up from the bed, Korra raised her hand to Asami's face and pulled her in for a comforting kiss, "Me too."
The Spirit World was running out of new scenery. Year after year, the map was being filled, and Zaheer had soon begun to venture into uncharted territory. Dark territory. Areas no doubt influenced by the darkness left behind by Vaatu. What more did he have to lose? There was not much he could do with his physical body anyway, after being sentenced to a life of solitary confinement. The only adventures he had left were those in the Spirit World. And today, his spirit stood on the edge of a cliff similar to the ones overlooking the Fog of Lost Souls. Did he dare find out just what lay at the bottom of this dark cavern?
He started to transfer his spirit further and further down the cliff, telling himself that he could always teleport back to the top as long as he didn't lose sight of it. When he made it to the bottom, he cautiously walked forward. There were no plants or miniature spirits floating by. Just nothing. Nothing but faint voices. There was an opening inside one of the walls of the cliffs that had a faint glowing light deep within.
He walked closer and closer to the opening, the voices becoming slightly louder, and to his horror, he saw the source. Deep within the cavern was a line of people, human spirits rather, walking in a single-file line, moving at a deathly pace. Their eyes were fogged, like those of the blind, but they all looked ahead of each other, as if focusing on an invisible doorway. The air bender moved down the line, not touching the hypnotized souls, and listened to catch the words they were mumbling. One, however, caught his eye.
"P'Li!" He shouted, running towards her catatonic spirit. "P'Li!"
She did not respond to him, not acknowledge his presence, but kept walking, mumbling the same undecipherable nonsense as the others. Tears brimmed in his eyes as he tried to shake the woman to attention.
"P'Li, it's me! Zaheer!"
She languidly shook him off of her and kept moving with the others.
What is this place?!
"Hold, spirit!" came an echoing voice in the cavern. "Your physical body has not perished; you do not belong here…"
Zaheer spun around and looked up at every angle of the dark cavern, looking for the source. "Who's there? Show yourself!"
"I cannot, mortal, for you have not passed from the physical world in true death. Your spirit will not be able to see me until you have died."
"Why can't she hear me?" He asked desperately, full of anger and hopelessness. "Where are they all going?"
"This is the gathering of the dark souls," responded the elusive voice, "Unfit for nirvana, yet by natural order of the universe, must return to earth. Their negligent and evil deeds will be balanced out as the powers of the universe will decide if they are fit to be reborn as humans…"
"They are going to be brought back to life?" asked Zaheer, in a small glimmer of hope.
"In other bodies. Other lives. You should know that our universe is centered on rebirth, like the Avatar, and the inevitable battles between Raava and Vaatu, the spirit can never truly be destroyed, but simply reborn in a different light."
"When will they be born?"
"When a human is born…" was all the spirit said. "Children must be made for a soul to be born. But if the universe chooses to reincarnate these souls as animals instead, they will be born there. However, there has been an unanticipated shift in the natural flow of souls… the Avatar has procreated a second spirit, stemming off of her host Raava. This spiritual conception has put a rift in the human reincarnation cycle."
"How did she do that?" asked Zaheer, bewildered as his mind raced with his last memory of the Avatar.
"She had chosen a female lover, and accepted the conditions of a spiritual conception set to her from Raava. They made a child together, but it cannot be filed with a reincarnated soul, it must be filled with a new one… which Raava was willing to provide," answered the mysterious voice.
"Does that mean Korra is no longer the Avatar once the child is born? Or that the child becomes a second Avatar?"
"The universe has not revealed its path," replied the ambient spirit, "when the child is born… that determines what happens to the natural order."
"Can it be stopped?" questioned Zaheer, his mind working fast to comprehend all the information.
"As any other spirit's birth can be stopped," informed the spirit. "Kill the child before birth, and the soul order will resume as it has been balanced for years."
Zaheer pondered this information as he watched P'Li's spirit continue to drag herself with the line.
"Human," rose the invisible spirit, "Why do you ask?"
Zaheer looked up, as if he could look the spirit in the eye, and said "… Can a deal be made?"
Author's note: Dun, dun, dun! What could Zaheer's plan be? Obviously not everything was revealed with him and the spirit. Stay tuned to find out! Also, thank you, everyone, for all the reviews for the prologue! Once again, I live off of reviews. I would really appreciate some