I'm so sorry that it took so long, but this is 5 pages long and I have to admit but I slacked off last week but it was my birthday. I will try to make it up to you.

Short Summary!

So nobody gets confused Korra is recalling what has happened in the past. After the incident she tells Katara that she wants to drop out of school and learn bending the other elements by travelling around the four nations secretly hiding the fact she is the avatar by changing disguises.

Katara allows her request under one condition: that Korra travels with her son Tenzin (they visit Republic city every month and stay for a few days, so Tenzin could spend time with his kids). 9 years later Korra has mastered three elements and has returned to republic city to learn air bending (Katara has gone back to the southern water tribe) and you will have to read on to find out the rest.

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At the time Korra hoped that the man's unforgettable demise was nothing but a daunting nightmare, if it was she would never wake up from it. She remembered the charred crimson filled hole that plunged through his chest and the fear and loathing that raged inside her.

Abundant amounts of sweat had gathered onto her palms; she attempted to rinse the blood off her hands, even after rubbing her sweat harder into her flesh it was no use, the blood had seeped through her fingers like an absorbent cloth only smearing blood further into her raw hands.

A fire bender committed this crime, she wanted to despise fire benders but Mako was a fire bender and so were many other innocent citizens. The fire bender couldn't take all the blame and she couldn't act as if she hadn't been situated at the scene of the crime.

An alarming realization hits Korra, if Mako and Bolin's parents were dead then what guarantee was there to ensure if they were alive? Korra approached their bodies cautiously, fearing the terrible outcome if her suspicion was correct.

Flipping Bolin onto his back she presses her head to his chest trying to capture the beating of his heart. Korra's almost wept with relief; a loud and steady heartbeat, wiping the sweat from her brow she went over to Mako, his condition was the same as Bolin's; unconscious but alive.

It was certain the fire bender had seen them; could he have been too intoxicated in alcohol that he had simply forgotten about the two? Or didn't he have the same guts to kill two innocent children as he had done to their parents?

Korra couldn't hypothesize an answer; he disappeared as easily as he appeared. Korra sat down hugging her knees in a grime state she felt so weak, so helpless. Many pessimistic feelings ran through her like a film, displaying her flaws in life.

Being immersed into so many feelings at once she hardly noticed Katara, when she did a sob wracked at her body, she threw herself into Katara's waiting arms.

Katara's arms felt warm and comforting against the cold, Korra wailed unable to halt the unstoppable gush of tears from flowing down her face; Katara stayed embracing Korra, gently stroking her hair until she fell asleep.

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Even after a few years that day had haunted her in her sleep when least expected. Ghosts would invade her head. Cold, soulless eyes pry her apart from the inside-out; their mouths agape as they try to speak only their voices came out in long raspy breaths.

Although it was just a dream she always tried to run away but her feet were paralysed, glued to the floor. She wouldn't move if her life depended on it. Their transparent hands reach out always making contact with Korra's skin.

Hands cold as ice immediately sends a repetition of chills up her spine, how could a dream appear to be so real? The low rattling words began to reform into a sentence that was once alien to Korra's vocabulary.

"We're coming to get you"

She knew the routine, through the chill of the night the covers would fall off Korra, to suppress her urge to scream her hands would knot into fists that clutched ferociously at the bed sheets.

Korra just wanted to forget, she wanted to forget everything and everyone especially 'them' but even if she could her guilt would haunt her, it would linger then fade but not completely, her hands were stained with the blood of the man she had failed to save.

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The wind is stronger than usual; a strong breeze sends Korra's ruffled wolf tails battering into her face. Annoyingly wiping the strands of hair from her eyes she emerges from the ferry arriving onto the creaking docks impatiently waiting for Tenzin who was occupied in gathering his luggage which grew more and more tiresome.

The salty air floods into her nose and a tangy flavor lingers on her tongue; her bottom lip juts out forming into a pout to indicate her boredom. How long has it been since I visited here, a few weeks maybe.

Korra settled with a sigh, after completing her third exam she felt utterly exhausted and the years she spent training caught up with her with vigorous intensity. One more element to go and she would have to commit her entire life to be the saviour of thousands of lives on her own.

When Korra thought about the years of suffering and dedication Tenzin had endured just by watching over Korra, she couldn't help but smirk and give Tenzin some credit. Even after using her wits and supreme arrogance, Tenzin could be described as an irritating flea that refused to release his blood sucking grip on her.

Thinking about Tenzin, Korra was reminded of his wife Pema, the young compassionate woman with a lovely sense of humor.

Korra conjectured about the overwhelming burden of looking after three rambunctious children while supporting herself without her husband for a month despite the fact she was pregnant with a fourth child on the way, anyone could tell she was a very capable wife.

The eldest of the three was Jinora. The less spirited out of all who held a fervent interest in books, Jinora was definitely the one that Korra favoured the most because between Ikki and Meelo Korra couldn't decide who was the most annoying.

They always seemed to compete with each other to see who could get Korra riled up first. Ikki, the second oldest talked way too much for her own good. When she was excited- which she always is apparently- she would endlessly jabber on about a subject Korra couldn't give the slightest care in the world about; an actual person who could bore a man to tears.

Then there was Meelo, A little ball of uncontainable energy. His slobbish habit of picking his nose and wiping it on Korra's sleeve when he thought she wasn't looking easily broke through her calm tranquillity, if Meelo wasn't Pema's son boys would become girls if they caught Korra's mood.

Large playful eyes filled Korra's vision, snapping her out of her thoughts. Immediately a wet muzzle pushed up against her cheek. A thick layer of white coat engulfed Korra momentarily as she embraced the creature with a frisky hug. "Naga, your breath tickles girl" Korra chuckles as the prickling sensation runs down her spine.

Naga, the first tamed polar bear dog in existence and Korra's best (animal) friend. Meeting Naga in the North Pole was a long story she couldn't recall, whenever Korra felt alone Naga was there to comfort her owner. Despite Naga's intimidating size and appearance she was a loyal friend who wouldn't hurt a fly unless it posed as a potential threat towards either of them.

Sounds of loud clattering luggage perked up Korra's pounding ears, signifying that Tenzin had finally gotten off the ferry. And they say girls bring a lot of luggage Korra thinks sarcastically. Apparently Tenzin called it souvenirs and personal belongings but she only worried if it was a strain for Naga to carry.

If Naga could talk it would be the next best thing. After climbing mountains of stairs which felt like it took an eternity they finally arrived at the magnificent Air temple. Carelessly dropping her suitcases, swirls of dust arose from the spot where they landed.

The wind was the strongest here, the perfect spot for Korra to train. For a moment everything was silent which was supernatural.

Even the fluttering of Tenzin's robe droned loudly in her ears. As she began to sit down midway her head snapped up as she responded to the people who called out her name. She recognized these childish voices but before she could react she was tackled into a bone crushing hug delivered by Jinora, Ikki and Meelo which felt like a hole being punched into her wind pipe.

Korra coughed and spluttered while being bombarded with questions which only felt like it was suffocating her more. Jinora, the first one to notice Korra's purple face immediately backed off as well as the sheepish Ikki who repeated the word 'sorry ' until Korra reassured Ikki she was alright but as for Meelo, he is a child and Korra understood that but this was ridiculous.

He could hardly contain his amusement and his resistance caused him to turn red until he finally gave in, rolling and shrieking with laughter like a hyena.

Meelo was forgotten when a bent over figure approached Korra in short frequent strides, Pema. Korra's spirit lifted and she rushed over to Pema to be shocked at her continuously growing rotund belly that peaked under the flap of her robe. Avoiding the obstacle Korra embraces Pema around the neck and shoulders.

"It's so good to see you" Korra chirps.

"How have you been?" Pema asks throwing somewhat sly interest into her question.

"It's the same as usual" The result of Korra's reply turns Pema's face into a mask of disappointment.

"Honestly Korra, when are you going to find a nice guy? Over the past nine years you have never talked once about boys. Look at you" Pema remarks gently talking hold of Korra's face.

"A beautiful face like yours shouldn't be wasted in fact whenever I mention this you change the subject to pro bending or something else…." Pema ponders for a moment trying to recall the past from nine years ago which lingers or too long leaving an unnecessary silence.

"But… you have only ever mentioned one guy in your life and that was a hot fire bender you meet in the fire nation (not mako) what was his name?" Pema asks in a devious manner, stroking her chin in triumph as she knew she struck an embarrassed nerve. She panicked, sweating in her heavy clothing Korra desperately wanted to change the subject.

As if on cue Tenzin collapses in a muddled heap, Pema giggles; was it the fact that Korra was obviously eluding the embarrassing questions or was it the foolish and unpredictable side that Tenzin rarely shows in front of anyone, even Korra couldn't help but pull a toothy grin.

In an instant the children start giggling and rush over to their father, pulling at his ears which worsened his confounded state. Taking the opportunity Korra made for a narrow escape ignoring it as a rude gesture. A selfish desire it may be but the cause of this was Tenzin who bore down on her like a persistent blood hound. Korra didn't even have the liability to have friends.

It felt inhumane and cruel to endure years of pain by herself without a human shoulder to comfortably lean onto. She felt like a beast caged behind rusted bars and Korra hated the suffocating feeling of loneliness.

Korra was like a chest that could only be unlocked by one key, the rest would be thrown away and forgotten, and how long would it take for the feeling of solitude that she had harboured for so long deep inside of her to be released?

"Korra" Tenzin called out from behind making her grind to a halt. "Where are you going?" saying it as if it weren't a question but a demand while he dusted off the front of his coat.

She didn't give Tenzin a proper answer, just a measly shrug which made his head turn an angry red. Tenzin did his best to calm down, but it did little good for his temper seemed to grow.

"We are supposed to be completing your training Korra, may I remind you, you have shown no sign of air bending for nine years and you are completely ignoring your spiritual training which will be a great disadvantage for you against a dangerous opponent" Tenzin growled.

Korra exaggerated a groan and spun around "You keep saying that! Air bending this, air bending that well I'm tired of it; you keep repeating air bending is about being relaxed and feeling free but you know what you haven't given me the satisfaction of living my life as a child for nine years!"

"Nine years Tenzin, I was always forbidden to go anywhere and meet new people, it's like you think I don't have these emotions everyone else have just because I'm the Avatar well maybe I don't want to be the Avatar!"

Korra furiously griped a flame erupted from her fist and she slashed down wards; sending the spark between the massive gaps that Korra and Tenzin stood apart from, the smell of burnt earth fumed into her nose. The flame flickered out, tears threatened to spill out of her eyes, using the smoke that protruded from the hole she made Korra pretended to wipe away the smoke from her vision.

Everyone was shocked; disbelief played on the children's faces, even Meelo's casual dopey grin was wiped off his face. There were too many conflicting emotions that made her feel more and more aggravated that in fact she wasn't thinking about what she doing as she marched down the stairs away from the air temple.

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The sun began to cower behind the snowy hills; the absence of light was replaced by dark shadows that were cast along the earth devouring the light quickly. Soon it would be past afternoon and already the streets of Republic city were filled with citizens.

There was only one place they could be heading at this time of day, the pro bending arena. The crowd was massive; they travelled like a rushing stream. Anyone that stepped out of line would be crushed from the front and back. It was immensely crowded; their body heat radiated and rubbed off on each person like an ongoing plague. Only one person stood out from the crowd, Korra.

She was certainly in a huffy mood; she easily wrestled through the crowd who learned to stay out of her way as they were paralysed at her gaze. Korra's cerulean eyes turned to sharp ice, freezing time and everyone in their tracks, her eyes scanned their faces as if she was reading their minds.

Korra quickly withdrew her scowl avoiding everyone entirely; her mind slowly began to recollect itself like a jigsaw puzzle but not soon enough, her face ran into something hard. She cringed and to her surprise it talked.

"Are you okay" it asks but Korra realizes it's not a something it's a someone, craning her neck amber eyes clashes against cerulean.

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Guess who it is, that's right MAKO! Next chapter Korra meets Bolin as well where she is taken to see their pro bending match against the tiger dilos. I'll wait till I get at least 32-33 reviews, Cya!