A/N: Again, not much to say. I will say it's damn hot in my living room so I'm going to go find a room that's air conditioned and write over there. As always, enjoy.
Chapter 4: A Lot to Learn
"Now I've shown you only a fraction of what I'm going to teach you. Today I'll exhibit several strong moves that you will eventually learn and I'm going to make it interesting by having you dodge the attacks as they come," said Kisame.
"Don't you realize that I'll have no idea what you're going and that's going to make it almost impossible to dodge?" said Korra.
"Oh I realize it all right," said Kisame.
He grinned and Korra couldn't help but notice the resemblance to a shark's mouth again. Then his hands began to move strangely and quickly in a way that Korra had never seen before. All of a sudden she could hear a large sound of churning water from the lake and what she turned and saw made her gape.
It was a giant dragon made of water, it was almost twenty five feet tall and she could see its huge jaws, sharp… teeth?, and what looked like a pair of gleaming yellow eyes that burned with an emotion that every beast knows. Those eyes were hungry. And they were glaring straight at her.
"Begin."
The dragon came crashing through the ice with ferocity and speed as it came straight towards Korra. Korra's mind was clogged by fear and so her instincts told her to run and so she did. However the dragon crashed through the ice with ease and was gaining on her every second and so she knew that she needed to think of something quickly.
So she spun around and began running straight toward the dragon on a collision course. As the second of impact approached Korra jumped straight up towards the dragon and propelled herself with Fire Bending straight towards its mouth. She clapped her arms together around it head just as it slammed into her and focused all her might on a rainy day. To her surprise her plan worked and the dragon became hundreds of thousands of ice cold rain.
"Brute force. I like it. You'll have to do better than that if you want to stay alive though," said Kisame, no longer smiling.
"Wha? He can't seriously try to kill me… can he?" Korra thought.
Korra's inner monologue was finished abruptly as a giant torrent of water shot straight towards her and slammed into her with lightning speed. As soon as Korra felt herself get caught inside of the giant torrent she began to be spun around inside of it. It was a giant, chaotic, blast of water that disoriented her as well as bruised her but it was when she turned around that she truly began to fear. One of the jagged ice formations that dotted the landscape was getting closer every second and Korra realized that she was about to die if she didn't do something fast. Panicked thoughts ran through her head like an overflowing river until she finally managed to cling to a solid idea.
Brute force.
The plan began to form around those two word and she managed to stabilize herself inside the vortex with a little bending.
"Now for the hard part, I just have to imagine a spear…" thought Korra.
With her hands stretched forward she began to form the water at the head of the torrent into a sharp point that, combined with the strength of the water, would be enough to cut through the ice. The water around her ears muffled the gigantic crash as the ice formation's center gave way before the torrent-spear.
"Great reflexes, quick thinking, determination, raw power, she could very well become a great warrior," thought Kisame as he stopped the torrent of water.
Soon Korra came back over to him, adrenaline pumping, after her close call inside the vortex. The expression on her face could accurately be compared to the face of a bear after its meal has been stolen.
"You could have killed me! It almost seemed like you were trying to even! What kind of master are you? Scratch that, what kind of person are you!?" Korra demanded angrily.
Kisame turned away silently and walked towards the edge of the lake. He laid his hands palm down on the ground and muttered something that Korra couldn't make out, though she did hear the word "summoning". A second later sharks appeared in the water and Kisame took out a small metal blade. Korra, her anger forgotten, was stunned at the large fish, who seemed to resemble the ice sharks of the waters near here. However they were quite a bit bigger than ice sharks and they seemed to lack the rock-hard, crystalline, fins that gave ice sharks their definitive appearance. Instead they had fins that matched with the colors of its skin, which was a grey-blue that was different from the light blue of ice sharks.
"I'm not a man, at least I don't think I am. See how when I cut into my hand a little bit and drop the blood into the water the sharks begin to frenzy? That's just like me, I frenzy when there is battle and I maul, crush, and kill. Except there really is no purpose to me killing here, this isn't my ocean so the blood spilled here doesn't concern me. I don't have an organization, a leader, or even a friend to kill or die for," said Kisame, watching as the water clouded red as the sharks frenzied.
"So why help me? Why come here?" asked Korra.
"Simply I was bored and I've already had enough of killing myself so I decided to take on the strongest person in your world and see if they were worth fighting. You are the strongest person in this world but you are nowhere near being a good opponent, that's why I'm training you. Why did I come here? Well that's a different story, a long one. One for another day," said Kisame.
Korra was left to ponder this conversation as she rode Naga back towards home later that same day.
"What was Kisame's origin? How did he summon those strange creatures? Was he serious about fighting her?"
But more than any of those questions one thought kept pushing itself to the front of her mind unceasingly.
"Why can't I stop thinking about that kiss?"
