"You want to do what?!" Mako exclaimed. "That's a terrible idea!"
Korra crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. "Hear me out, guys. Sato has refused ransom and she has nothing worthwhile to go home to. It's no different than why we're all here."
"How do we know she won't turn on us or something?" Mako asked.
Aya rolled her eyes and shoved her lover. "Mako, just stop. You didn't see the heartbreak on her face. She has nothing. Besides, if the captain trusts her, so do I."
Bolin, Opal, and Kai nodded in agreement. Mako threw his hands up.
He shook his head and stormed out of the room. "Fine, but don't come crying to me when this backfires."
Korra sighed. She knew Mako was going to be difficult to sway, but he seemed unnecessarily hostile towards Asami. She looked at Aya who shook her head and stood.
"I'll talk him down. You know I've got your back, Cap." She said.
Korra smiled appreciatively. "Thanks, Aya."
"Hey girl, I've got this." The navigator said with a wink.
She left the room to follow Mako.
"Do you...think she'll fit in around here?" Opal asked cautiously.
"I'm sure she'll do just fine." Bolin said. "Aya was a noble once too, and she's probably one of the most productive people onboard."
"Bolin has a point." Kai said. "Plus, she can't be much worse than having a kid like me around."
"You're more capable than most and that's why you're here. I don't care if you ARE twelve." Korra chuckled. "So, it seems that you three and Aya are in approval. I knew Mako was going to be trouble, but since this is a democracy, by majority vote he still loses."
"Are you going to address the whole crew or just us inner circle members?" Opal asked leaning into Bolin, who slipped an arm around her.
"Just you guys." Korra said pushing off of the wall. "I'll go talk to her. Bolin, tell Aya to set course for The Island. Asami needs to get outfitted."
"You think she's ready for it?" Bolin asked on the way out of the door.
"I think so." Korra smirked. "She damn near kicked my ass."
Asami laid back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. 'What has my life become and in just a matter of days?' She turned on her side, towards the door. 'I wonder how the crew feels about someone like me joining them. This life isn't much, but maybe it would be something. Maybe if I could get a message out to Iroh or something. Asami, you are your mother's daughter. You'll think of something.'
A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. She rolled out of bed and moved to the door. She opened it and saw Korra outside with a small smile. Asami opened the door the rest of the way and allowed Korra to enter.
"I have good news, Lady Sato!" She said entering the room. "The crew has agreed to let you join us."
"Oh, good." Asami mumbled flatly, sitting back down on the bed.
Korra sat down next to Asami and sighed. "Look, I know it's not an ideal situation. At least you're in a situation where you stand to make a decent life for yourself. You may even come to like the little family we've made here."
"I appreciate your hospitality, Captain. I really do. I'm just still reeling from my father." The noblewoman sighed, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "I'll make the best of this situation. So, what's the plan from here?"
The captain nodded. "We're setting course for The Island. It's kind of a safe haven for our fellow privateers. There we can get you what gear and clothing you'll need." She gestured to Asami's dress. "That's not exactly going to work out."
"If I can get this dress cleaned, the silk is probably worth a decent sum of gold." Asami said looking down at her dress.
"You don't want to keep it?"
"Why would I? It's a dress my father forced me to wear to impress the Fire Nation royal family." Asami said dryly. "Besides, if I can get something for it why hang onto it?"
"Just relax. Take some time to breath, we'll figure this stuff out when we get to The Island. We have a compound there."
"A pirate society? Is there some sort of a pirate king as well?"
Korra shook her head and chuckled. "You read too many stories, hun. It's an 'every-crew-for-themselves' type of thing. Sure, you'll have some pretentious dope here or there who will claim to be some kind of King, but that's one of the few times we rally together and kick them off their high horse."
"Captain, I apologize being emotionally open like this, but do you think I can survive this life?" Asami asked hesitantly. "I know pirates are supposed to be tough, but I'm just worried…and a little scared."
"Just trust me. I'm your Captain and if there's an issue, come to me first and foremost." Korra said crossing her legs. "Truthfully, I think it may be a difficult transition for you at first, but you'll thrive here. You have excellent combat skills and a drive to survive. Not to mention fierce convictions."
Asami leaned back and listened.
"We're all here for different reasons. Some for money, glory, or revenge - others for adventure or simply for the fact that they just don't have anything else." The captain sighed. "I think you'll do fine here. You and I are a lot alike. I started this life lost, heartbroken, and without a purpose too."
"Is that why you're being so kind to me?"
"Not just for those reasons. Come on, I'm not heartless!" Korra smiled supportively. "But I know how you're feeling, so I'm here if you need anything or someone to listen. It's my job."
"You seem to think I need a friend."
"I do. Believe what you will, but if you want to make it on this ship you'll have to trust me."
Asami sighed heavily. "Somehow I do trust you. Can't say I'd follow you to the ends of the earth, but I trust you enough."
"I'm rather charismatic, just give me some time. I'll have you in line with the rest of them." Korra said with a chuckle.
Asami studied Korra for a few long moments. "Who listens to you, Captain?"
"I manage on my own." Korra said while standing. "Also, when it's just the two of us feel free to call me Korra."
"Incidentally, you don't need to call me Lady Sato - seeing as I've more or less lost the title. Asami works just fine." The noblewoman said. "For what it's worth, Korra, I think that we can be friends."
"Who else do you have?"
"Exactly."
Korra offered her hand to Asami. "Friends?"
"Friends." Asami took the offered hand and shook it firmly.
"Good." Korra said releasing Asami's hand. "Rest up now, because we're putting you through your paces at The Island."
Asami stood on the deck and marveled at the sights as the ship docked on The Island. She could hear music and singing, both drunken and sober, drifting through the port.
She always assumed a pirate society like this would be sullied and filthy, but this was the most diverse gathering of people she had ever seen. She even saw children playing in the streets. The wealth wasn't obscene, but it was present.
"Strangest thing you've ever laid eyes on, huh?" A voiced chimed from behind her. She turned to see a young man about her height smiling back at her. "Hi, I'm Bolin. First mate of the ship."
"Asami Sato. Former hostage, new crewmate."
Bolin chuckled. "It may be biting, but at least you've got a sense of humor." He motioned to the woman next to him. "This is Opal, she's our little bit of everything. She watches the Crow's Nest most of the time, but she's also our cartographer, staff combat specialist, and primary medic. Not to mention my better half."
Opal smiled lovingly at Bolin and turned her attention to Asami. "It's really nice to meet you. I'm sorry about the circumstances though."
"It's a pleasure to meet both of you." said Asami.
Bolin turned and pointed to another couple across the deck. "That tall lanky guy is my older brother Mako, the mission strategist. He's kind of a wet blanket. He won't be nice to you. He was the only one of us inner circle members to speak against you. Don't take it personally, it's just the way he is." He pointed to the woman next to him. "And that Fire Nation beauty is his partner Aya. She's probably one of the best people you'll ever meet. She comes from a pretty wealthy family as well, so if anyone can ease your transition, it's her. She's the ship's navigator and also keeps Mako in check. So, wins all around."
Asami studied Mako from across the deck. She had the creeping feeling she would have to watch her back around him. Aya, however, had a recognizable air about her. Asami couldn't place it, but Aya felt familiar.
"Bolin always saves the best for last." A young boy said, dropping down from part of the mast. "The name's Kai. I'm Captain Korra's go-to guy for just about everything. On missions or raids, I'm recon."
He bowed deeply and took Asami's hand, placing a kiss on the back of it. Asami raised an amused brow and chuckled. She removed her hand and ruffled his hair. He grinned and winked.
"Kai, stop harassing our new shipmate." Korra chimed, making her way onto the deck.
She smiled at Asami, who managed to offer a small smile in return. She turned to face the rest of the crew that had assembled on the deck. She cleared her throat and addressed them.
"Alright, maggots, listen up! You all may recognize this attractive woman as our recent capture." She motioned to Asami. "A series of events have led to her joining up with us."
A chorus of hoots and hollers rang out on the deck. Asami shifted uncomfortably. Korra chuckled and held up her hands.
"Now, now. Keep this is in mind if it weren't for my trusty Flintlock, which I know many of you don't have, she could have easily ended my life." A wave of silence washed over the deck. "She disarmed me of both of my blades. She may look like a typical lady, but cross her and she'd probably slit your throat. Now, I'm ordering a full week of leave."
The crew cheered and celebrated.
"Now, eat well, get drunk, and make love." Korra put her hands on her hips and smirked. "Because I plan to do all three with a complete lack of moderation."
Korra joined Asami at the end of the pier, who was staring at the water.
"The rest of the crew has already scattered for leave." Korra said. "I've ordered some serious repairs for the ship, so you'll be staying at the compound. There we can outfit you and give you some basic training."
Asami nodded absently.
"Have you decided what to do with that dress?"
"I think I might hang onto it, if you don't mind." She muttered, not taking her eyes off of the ocean.
"Not at all." Korra replied. "Now, let's get you into some proper attire before you start getting propositioned."
"Already happened twice." Asami said with a grim tone.
Korra raised her eyebrows. "What'd you do?"
"Broke one's arm and threw the other off the pier."
The captain broke out in laughter. "Come on, we can go to the compound grab some grub and I'm sure you'd like a bath."
Asami whirled to look at Korra. "That sounds absolutely heavenly."
The noblewoman stretched out in the tub. She let the warm water soak away her tension. Her eyes slid shut and she forgot the events of the past several days. For those brief few seconds, her life was still stable and she still had her father's love.
Her eyes opened and she snorted. How long had it been since she actually had his love? She sighed. 'No sense in focusing on it.' She thought bitterly.
"You're a pirate now, Asami. Get with the program." She mumbled to herself.
"Actually we prefer the term privateer, or at least I do." A voice rang out behind her.
Asami yelped and sank lower in the tub, to hide her naked form.
"It's just me." Korra said, not leaving her position against the doorframe. "Besides, I'm behind you and I can't see a thing."
"I'm still naked!" Asami seethed.
Korra smirked. "Is that an invitation?"
"Not on your life, now what do you want?"
"I took the liberty of picking up a new wardrobe for you. 'Pirate' worthy clothing." Korra said. "May I enter?"
"No!" Asami yelped. "And I don't get a say in my own wardrobe?"
"Captain gets the final say. I think you'll like them though."
"How do I know if they'll even fit?"
"I have a keen eye for the female form." Korra chuckled. "I'll leave them here on the bench for you to try on later. You'll be on your own for dinner tonight. I meant what I said on the ship. I'm leaving a purse full of gold here too."
Asami heard footsteps and the sound of boxes hitting the bench.
"Consider it your signing bonus." The footsteps retreated. "There is a room for you on the fourth floor. I'm sure you can figure it out. Have a good night."
With that Korra turned and left the room. Asami relaxed in the water a little while longer. She emerged from the tub and wrapped herself in a towel. She moved to the bench and saw the many boxes and bags that Korra had left.
She smiled when she saw how ornately they were wrapped. She pulled the ribbon and opened the largest box. She was breathless when she saw the crimson jacket on top. It was simple in design, but was probably the most beautiful jacket she had ever seen. She lifted it up and marveled at it.
Asami set it aside and pulled up the next article of clothing. She raised her eyebrows in disbelief when she saw the black, sleeveless, crop top. Asami knew it would expose a decent part of her midriff. She rolled her eyes. A jacket and crop top made no sense, but if her captain picked it out then she was pretty sure she'd have to wear it.
The former noble set that aside with the jacket. She pulled out and inspected the black leather pants. She shook her head at the outfit and returned it to the box.
She opened another box to find similar shirts and pants of various colors. The bags had a diverse gathering of undergarments. Asami was completely surprised when they were the correct size.
"I guess the captain wasn't joking."
The final box contained a handcrafted pair of black leather boots. Equipped with laces and buckles, they looked sturdy and functional while still being beautiful. She removed the boots from the box and noticed a small hand written note. She picked it up and read it.
'I know that things will be crazy for a while, but I just want you to know that I'm on your side. I don't mean to seem too familiar, but I feel that we can relate well. I'm here if you need to talk. I'll be at Kwong's Tavern later tonight, if you're interested in a drink or some chow. – Korra.'
She smiled; maybe she would meet Korra for a drink or two. She could probably use a friend right about now.
She unwrapped herself and began to dress.
"More ale, Captain?" The barmaid asked.
"No, I'm alright as is." Korra said, leaning back into the chair at her usual table.
The barmaid nodded. "That navigator from Tahno's crew is eyeing you."
Korra chuckled. "We fucked once. Tell her I'm a one-and-done."
"You can do that yourself. I may work in a tavern, but I'm no wench." She said swatting at Korra.
The captain chuckled. She opened her mouth to speak, but her jaw fell open when the tavern doors were pushed open. The whole tavern fell silent when Asami, in her tight fitting black and red ensemble, entered. She glanced around the tavern and spotted Korra in the back.
She sauntered to Korra's table. Men, and women alike, whistled and catcalled as she waked by them.
"Captain." She greeted as she reached the table. She arched a dark brow when she noticed Korra's expression. "I take it you approve?"
"Very much so." The captain muttered out. "Join me?"
Asami smirked and pulled a chair out. She looked up to the barmaid and smiled politely. "I'll have what she's having."
The woman nodded and left the table. She returned a few moments later with another mug of ale. Korra motioned for it to be put on her tab, but Asami still handed the woman a tip.
"I'll say you were right when you told me you had an eye for the female form." Asami said taking a sip as the barmaid left. "It all fits well, as you can see."
"Hey, it's all very functional for sea life."
"Even the midriff?"
"Ok, that may have been for me. Not all of the shirts are crop top, that's the only one. It was more a joke than anything else. Never thought you'd actually wear it, not that I mind."
Asami chuckled and took another drink. "Thank you, though."
"All in a day's work." Korra took a drink of her own. "I'm glad you came. I usually come here alone, it's nice to have some company."
"What happened to taking a 'pretty young thing' to bed with you?" Asami quipped, flipping her hair over one shoulder. "I'll tell you now, that won't be me."
"Didn't figure it would be." Korra replied. "Besides, taking strangers to bed doesn't seem as interesting as talking to you."
"You must be bad at sex." Asami said with a laugh.
"Oh, ha." Korra rolled her eyes.
"I'm flattered, really. You've made an instant transition moderately smooth for me. I appreciate it."
"Glad I can help." Korra said. "Now, I have a few presents for you."
"More?"
Korra smiled and lifted a long leather sheath up onto the table. "Yes, more." The captain smiled. "They're fairly run of the mill, but it's something. You're free to modify them as you see fit."
Asami accepted the sheath and opened it to reveal a steel saber and flintlock pistol.
"Korra, thank you." Asami whispered, running her finger over the steel of the sword. "I've had extensive saber training."
"I know. You damn near killed me with one." Korra said. "The flintlock is the same model as mine. I have plenty of black powder and cartridges onboard. I'll teach you how to shoot if you don't already know."
"I'd like that." Asami said picking up the pistol, admiring the craftsmanship. "Thank you, again. You've been kind to me."
"You make a better ally than enemy." Korra smirked. "You know, I'm almost glad I kidnapped you."
"I'm not completely upset that you did." Asami responded with a seemingly flirtatious wink.
Asami stood and affixed the weapons, with Korra's help. Their hands brushed gently and their eyes locked. They smiled softly.
Korra opened her mouth to speak but a shattering of a bottle distracted them. The women turned to see a massive fight break out.
"Well," Korra said moving next to Asami. "Want to kick some ass with me?"
"I could use the exercise." Asami said, dodging a punch from a drunken sailor before striking him square in the jaw.
The two women staggered down the street, singing an old drinking song. Asami slid an arm around Korra's shoulder, and Korra's arm slinked around Asami waist. They passed a large bottle of Earth Kingdom Rum back and forth, while staggering towards the compound.
"You…" Korra slurred. "You put…up one hell of a fight."
"I…I…can keep up with the best of them. In drinking and fighting." Asami slurred with a throaty chuckle. "You know, Captain, I could get used to this. Cracking some skulls felt good."
"Always does." Korra took a large gulp of rum and passed the bottle to Asami.
The women continued their singing and wobbled toward the compound.
Korra and Asami staggered down the halls of the compound. Drunken laughter rang out in the hall as they climbed the stairs to the forth floor.
"Now, milady, allow me to carry you." Korra said with a drunken chortle. She scooped Asami up in her arms and pushed the door to Asami's room open. She carried Asami over the threshold.
Asami laughed as Korra sloppily spun her before setting down on the bed. The former noble chuckled and pushed Korra's shoulder.
"I hope you don't think you're warming this bed tonight, Captain." Asami said laying back on the bed, attempting to still the spinning room.
"I wouldn't mind, but I feel it may take more than once with you." Korra sat down on the bed.
Asami lifted her head up. "What?"
"I'm a one-and-done kind of person." Korra mumbled running a hand through her hair. "I feel like it would take more than just one night with you."
"You're damn right it would." Asami said with a smile.
"Besides, I think I'm starting to like you more than I should." Korra admitted. "You kicked my ass, that's intriguing. Plus, you're gorgeous to boot."
"You're not so bad yourself, Captain." Asami purred. "I admire your sense of leadership and confidence."
"I just think we're compatible."
"No, I think we're drunk." Asami sat up.
Korra turned. "You know what I mean. I think you and I have the ability to get along really well."
Asami took Korra's face in her hands. "I know what you mean." A thumb brushed across Korra's cheek. "Who knows, maybe we'll find out just how compatible we are. For now, let's just mark this one up to the alcohol."
The former noblewoman leaned in and pressed her lips to Korra's. The captain's lips moved against Asami's seamlessly. A few moments later, the former noblewoman pulled away. Korra whimpered slightly.
"Thanks for the fight, Korra." Asami smiled.
"Anytime, Asami, anytime." Korra smiled in a lustful and drunken haze. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight."
With that Korra stood and staggered out of the room, towards her own. Asami fell back and her eyes slid shut when the door closed.
Asami groaned as the early morning rays peaked in the window. She propped herself up on her elbows. Her head was pounding. She couldn't tell if it had been the rum or fighting. She looked down at her bruised knuckles, and memories of the fighting flooded in. Korra had her back, even took a few hits for her, almost as many as Asami had taken for her.
She groaned as she moved to the edge of the bed to sit up. She looked around the room to investigate the scene.
"I'm still clothed. That's good." She mumbled. She rubbed her temples. "I wonder if Korra…wait…"
Asami eyes widened as the previous nights events came rushing back to her.
"Spirits, I kissed her." The former noble ran a hand through her tussled hair. "I fucking kissed the woman who kidnapped me. Granted she's attractive and sweet, but…"
She groaned in frustration. Talking to herself wasn't helping the situation. She stood and managed to steady herself. She straightened her outfit and frowned.
"I fell asleep with my freaking sword on. Seriously?" Asami shook her head made her way to the full-length mirror on the wall. "I'm still talking to myself."
She adjusted her hair to an acceptable fashion and left the room.
Korra leaned on the railing on the balcony. She looked over her shoulder into her bedroom. She had barely made it to the bed before she passed out. She was hung over and bruised. Not to mention thoroughly frustrated, Asami was just supposed to be a ransom capture. She was slowly becoming so much more. She had Korra's back in a fight. She could drink with the best of them.
"Bolin is always telling me I need more friends." She mumbled. "It's just that kiss."
The captain tried to shake the thoughts of the other woman from her pounding head.
Mako narrowed his eyes as Asami entered the main hall. He frowned when Bolin and Opal waved her over to their table.
"Will you quit brooding?" Aya said walking up next to him.
Mako snorted. "I don't trust her."
"Do you trust anyone?"
"I trust you." He said. "You've always had my back."
Aya punched him in the shoulder. "So has everyone else. Stop acting like you have to keep looking over your shoulder every few seconds. Spirits, Mako, the first mate is your own brother."
Mako sighed. "I know it's just her. She's Hiroshi Sato's daughter. She's a noble."
"So am I." Aya said smoothly.
"That's different. It's you."
"Look, Mako, you didn't see the heartbreak. Sato refused ransom. He basically said we could kill her and he still wouldn't give us a coin." Aya looked up at her lover. "He said it would be easier for him to sire an heir than give us what we want."
"You're kidding."
Aya shook her head. "Not at all. She practically lost her father and Korra knows that pain."
"Yeah, I guess. I suppose Korra can keep her in line." Mako mumbled. "Alright, I'll be nice."
"Good."
"Thanks for joining us." Opal said as Asami sat down.
Bolin raised his eyebrows at the former noble. "Long night?"
"Yeah. The captain and I got caught up in a rumble at Kwong's Tavern." Asami said rubbing her sore muscles.
"You had her back, right?" Bolin asked anxiously.
"I took more than a couple punches for her."
Opal sighed in relief. "Good. She takes too many hits, it looks bad on us."
"I gathered that much." Asami smiled appreciatively when Bolin placed a plate that consisted of a bread loaf, hunk of cheese, and smoked meat in front of her. Opal poured her a mug of water. "Thank you both."
Opal and Bolin smiled at her. The crew turned when Korra entered the main hall. She motioned for them to carry on and then made her way to Asami.
"You put up quite a fight last night." She said.
Asami shrugged. "I may come from a noble family, but I can fight with the best of them."
"Indeed you can." Korra shifted. "When you're done eating, come out back to the range. I want to get you trained in firearms. Your classic and hand-to-hand skills are probably beyond mine."
Bolin and Opal looked at each other in surprise. "Um, Captain?"
"Relax, Bolin." Korra said dismissively. "I would be a fool not to admit that she is. Wait till you see her in action."
Asami took a sip of water and nodded. "Just let me finish eating. I'm beat from last night."
"About that," Korra said. "There are a few things I want to discuss."
"Alright, I'll be out in a few."
"What is it you wanted to talk about?" Asami asked, entering the shooting range out back.
"Last night." Korra shifted. "You put up a good fight last night and…um…I'm sorry I kissed you."
Asami shook her head. "I kissed you, Korra."
Korra's eyes widened. "Oh. Well."
"It was all the rum." Asami said. "Plus, a good fight is kind of a turn on."
The captain raised her eyebrows. "I knew I liked you."
Asami smirked.
"Alright, see those targets?" Korra pointed. "We'll work on body and leg shots. Headshots for a later date."
"I don't plan on killing anyone!" Asami exclaimed.
"Doesn't mean someone won't plan to kill you. I just want you to be able to defend yourself."
"Aye, Captain."
"Well, your accuracy is terrifying." Korra mumbled as Asami reloaded her flintlock pistol.
"Oh, really?" She chimed over her shoulder.
"Really."
Asami aimed the pistol and pulled the trigger, shooting the head off of one of the dummies. "I guess we won't need to save headshots for a later date."
A small blush waved across Korra's face when Asami raised the muzzle to her lips and blew the smoke gently.
"No, I guess we won't." Korra said while clearing her throat. "You know, I'm a little surprised you've received such training."
"My father felt I should learn to protect myself if our estate were to be attacked again, happened once when I was a child." Asami said, holstering her pistol. "One of the few things he did that benefitted me. Before my mother died he taught me basic construction, I advanced my own learning. With a little tinkering I may be able to modify these flintlocks."
"Do you think any modifications could be converted to cannons?"
"Maybe, if they follow the same basic algorithm." Asami tapped her chin. "I'll need to tinker and get better aquatinted with them. I'll see what I can do for you, Captain."
"I appreciate that."
Asami shrugged. "Just trying to find my niche in the crew."
Korra crossed her arms. "I'm sure we can find something."
The women smiled at each other.
"Captain!" Aya called as she ran to the shooting range. "We have a big fucking problem!"
"What?" Korra said, meeting Aya half way.
"It's Tenzin! There's been an attack at his house we have to get there now!"
Korra's eye widened. "No…get everyone you can! Go! Now!"
Asami ran to Korra and grabbed her shoulder. "Who is Tenzin?"
"He and his wife took me in after the massacre. He's practically a second father to me." She turned to Asami with a desperate expression. "I'm going to need your help. Please?"
"I'm here for you. Let's go!"
Korra and Asami, along with Mako, Aya, Opal, Bolin, and Kai, ran to Tenzin's compound on the outskirts of The Island.
The sound of canon fire and combat could be heard. Korra grit her teeth and increased her speed.
'Spirits let them be ok.' She thought frantically. 'I can't lose anyone else.'
They forced their way into the damaged gate around Tenzin's home and were stunned at the scene around them. Korra bit her lip when she saw Tenzin's crew, the White Lotus, fighting masked assailants.
Korra and her Inner Circle were stunned when they saw a masked figure stab a White Lotus crewmate through the stomach with a saber. The masked figure pulled the sword from the White Lotus member and quickly slashed it across their throat, slitting it. The White Lotus crewmember was dead before landing on the ground.
The captain cried out in anger and drew her swords. "Go find Tenzin, Pema, and the kids. Now! We won't let any of these fuckers touch them." She turned to her crew. "Kill every single one of them if you have to!"
Asami watched the scene before her. These masked figures were massacring the White Lotus members. The deafening sounds of death were overwhelming. Her eyes widened when she saw the style of saber the masked figures were using; one she was highly familiar with.
"No…" Her blood ran ice cold. "That miserable bastard."
Asami drew her sword and grit her teeth. Korra turned back to catch a glimpse of her.
"What is it?"
"Those are the sabers my father makes."
Korra's eyes widened.
"That monster…" Asami took an offensive stance. "I'll kill every single one of them!"
Asami charged into the fray. Korra and the rest of the crew ran in after her.
The former noble easily disarmed and incapacitated three of the masked fighters in a matter of seconds.
"Kai, secure an escape route." Korra shouted out. "Mako, Bolin, Opal, and Aya, you will hold the line! Asami and I will fight our ways inside!"
"Aye!" The crew responded.
Asami turned to Korra and drew her pistol. "I'm with you, Captain."
"Good. Move! Now!"
Dun dun dun! Cliffhanger! Hope this lives up to the first chapter. Hope you all enjoyed it.