Hello, reader! Wazzap?

I know what you were thinking: This story's discontinued…

Well… *voice of Sheogorath*

WROOOOONNNNNGGGGG-

I put off writing for a while, mainly because I wanted to finish season 1. Also because I'm lazy. So for now, this story is set between seasons 1 and 2. But when season 2 starts, just imagine this is what Korra's doing when the camera's not on. I'm keeping up with the episodes, so trying to keep this with the plot.

Spoilers if you haven't watched LoK's season finale. (Who hasn't? o.e)

These next few chapters will be focusing on Insero and his friends. With little finger quotes. I have to admit, Insero has to be one of my favorite OCs for this story. Every adventure story needs humor!

Props to ithigoree for making Insero.

Oh, and one more thing. This chapter's going to be first person, in Korra's POV. Tell me what you think, if enough people like it, I'll use it for the rest of the story. If not, back to third person.

ENOUGH LOLLYGAGGING! Prepare for teh story! 3

Chapter 6: Is it really over?

Amon's gone. Just like that. In only what seems like an hour, one of Republic City's greatest foes have been defeated.

To be honest, I feel bad about leaving Insero and the others to concentrate on beating Noatock. Yet what happened happened, and it's not like I could change that.

But what about learning the 4 other elements? Truthfully, they were only a branch off of the originals, yet still are important. I guess I already learned energy bending, the power to give or take someone's elemental abilities…

I look around the deserted park. Apparently there were two girls, one a firebender, that burned down the whole thing, frustrated that the other wouldn't talk to her. Kids these days. Now I'm sounding like Tenzin. Wonderful.

The place isn't on fire now, of course, but there's still burnt benches splayed on the roasted grass. As I carefully evade the blackened pieces of wood, I feel as if someone's watching me. How creepy. It's a similar feeling to talking with someone you don't particularly like with a blindfold on. You know they're there, but are their intentions completely good?

There's a bench left standing. A little burnt, but usable. As I lower myself onto the seating, I shriek as a freezing feeling shoots into me. Coming from the South Pole, I'm used to cold, but never would have thought a burnt chair would be cold as ice. Is the world ending as we know it?

Okay, I admit that was stupid of me to think the world's ending, but… NO! It's not stupid!

As I begin to argue with myself in my head, a cool voice began to speak.

"Are you done? Because we need to talk, Avatar."

I jerk my head upwards and immediately stop twiddling my thumbs. Amare was staring at me coldly.

"Wha- What do you want?" I said, gaining courage. I hadn't see her in weeks… why was she here now?

"You left my brother… met him and then forgot about him," the waterbender replied, her expression changing from hatred to despair. She continued, "I thought we were finally reunited. Thought we could be like kids again. But instead he's gone completely cold-" Insero? Cold? Maybe the world really is over. "-and doesn't even care about anything anymore-" So? Maybe it's better that way, with such a clingy sister "-in Republic City. He wants to leave-" Wait, WHAT? Leave? But Republic City is so epic! You don't want to know how hard it was for me to get here… "-us and the city-" 'Sero in the City… "-to go to the Air Temples! The Air Temples! Can you believe it? He's a nonbender, why would he want to go there? Even our family is known for waterbending! I don't get it!" Amare ended her rant with a childish stomp, tears streaming down her face, eventually into comical icicles. "AND IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!"

"Me?" I yelled back, infuriated. Since when is it my faultshe has control issues with her family? Amare shook her head in disbelief, "This wouldn't have happened if you hadn't decided that you're too important to care about us normal civilians…" "Amon was trying to ruin the lives of you 'normal civilians'! I save all of your necks, and you blame me for personal problems?" I retorted.

"That's not the point-" "Oh, but that is the point! All day every day, all the appreciation for my work is more problems. 'Oh Korra, get my snake-cat out of the tree!' 'Hey Korra, can you lend me twenty thousand yuans?' 'Avatar, help me open this pickle jar!' They're not even important! They're all first world problems! Why in the world would you ask the Avatar to do something a grandmother could? And no matter how many problems I get, I never ever even receive a thank you. I mean it's not like-" "But-" "Shush, Amare! I sat through your rant, listen to mine! As I was saying, It's not like I ask for a payment of a billion gold plates a month! Noooooo, I just want a thank you! And, I mean, like a hundred gold plates per weeks wouldn't hurt, but-" "Are you done?" "NO I'M NOT DONE! I want to be appreciated like any other hero would."

"Look, it's not that we don't appreciate you. But really, that doesn't excuse you, or any other hero, from doing what you did to Insero!" "What did I do, exactly?" I questioned, tapping my foot against a patch of burnt grass with a solid crunch. "Left him. You met him, and then forgot about him. I already went through this!" "I don't understand how this made such a solid impact on your brother."

"You just don't get it, do you?"

Chapter End

I ALWAYS wanted to end a part of a story with that quote. ALWAYS. Such an epic cliffhanger.

Rant chapters are ranty. I gave Korra a rant too, because at first it seemed like Amare and Korra's personalities were switched. Also, I feel like not enough people appreciate Korra in the series for all she's done, and knowing Korra, of course she'll exaggerate it. Short chapter, I know, but I get so bored writing them any longer. Please review, I'd love to know whether you like the first person better or not.

If I do continue writing in first person, I'll have more than one POV, just so you know. I had a couple references in this, for your own amusement. I think they're all from other TV shows.

Oh, and I'm thinking of making art for this story. If I do, it'll be on my deviantArt. Anyone else is free to if they want *hint hint* If you do, tell me.