Ch 3

Korra was drained, after her stupid fight she still felt exactly how she always felt, totally useless, she sat in the gutter somewhere in Republic City not completely sure where or when she was.

She sat back and look toward the street light, focusing on the bright light she gasps.

"No, not now fuck not now" she sees a bright light take over her vision and falls back into the past.

6 years ago.

Korra sits at the table at Narook's with Bolin, Naga out the front sleeping next to the food the manager gave her, Korra and Bolin where regulars here. It was one of her favourites in this big city it reminded her of home back south.

"You think there coming Korra?" Bolin says quietly slightly upset that his brother might have ditched him again.

"No Bolin, he wouldn't do that to us again" silently wondering if her crush would leave her waiting again

"He's been a bit distracted lately, don't you think? Asami has really changed him don't you think?" Bolin says looking at Korra

"yeah maybe"

Korra thinks that there was nothing wrong with Mako other than he was with the wrong girl. She felt a ping in her gut as she realised Bolin was actually nervous his brother was going to stand them up again.

"Don't worry Bo, he'll been here soon. I have a feeling Asami will make sure he doesn't ditch us again"

Korra had no idea why she added the part about Asami but she felt a rush thinking about the tall woman walking thru the door at any moment.

Bolin turns and smiles at the door, Naga has tackled a women and forced her body into the front window, Korra is shocked as it was completely out of character from her polar bear dog to attack anyone, yet alone show some random so much affection.

They rush outside, Bolin takes Mako into a big hug and Mako lets slip a small smile, while Korra tackles Naga off the women.

"It's ok, she didn't hurt me" a soft voice says behind Korra

"I'm sorry she has never done anything like that before, I'm not sure what got into her. Are you ohhhh"

Korra turns around and head-butts the girl.

"Shit sorry"

Korra starts to say as she falls to floor she has to stop leading with her head, she feels like she has already told herself that, maybe she should write it down, a smile creeps on her lips as she remembers the last time this happened

"We should probably stop meeting like this, one of us might get some permanent damage soon"

Korra feels a ping in her chest she looks up seeing the imitating women stare down at her offering her hand.

"There is only so many times I can carry you" the women says with a sly smile creeps across her face.

Korra is blasted back into the present, well she knows it's the present because the hard floor and hard light above her head. Why does she keep slipping back into the past, hasn't she already had enough pain, why does she have to relieve it again?

She stagers to her feet and begins to try to find a way to hide her past off to her next fight.