AN: Greetings once again.

I want to apologize for the horrible thing that happened to Asami once again.

But I have a plot in mind and I will not be wandering off the path that I have in mind for this story.

Trust me, it is the last time it happened and it will not be mentioned ever again.

And yes, everyone will eventually pay for their crimes.

For those who have not unfollowed this story, please enjoy this next chapter of Slavery.

*salutes and bows*

Chapter 13

It had been a little over two months since Noatak's nightly visit. It made everything just that little worse. After he had left, bloodied and broken, she had made her way to the bath house. In the middle of the night, she spend hours to try and scrub off the dirty feeling that Noatak had left behind. She crawled back in bed around the time that the sun was showing around the horizon. The pain in her abdomen had been to much to bear for that day and when her mother asked her what was wrong, she blamed the pain on her monthly bleedings.

To make things worse, she had not received any more letters from Korra either. Every day she hoped that Lee would tell her that there had been a letter delivered for her. every day her hope was crushed when he had no news to give.

Slowly but surely, her future husband took over the decisions she used to make for herself. He choose her wedding dress and decided it would be a dull grey. Asami always wanted to get married in a white dress but the colour white stood for purity. The thing that she had lost.

It had been two months since Noatak paid her a visit at night but her abdomen was still sore and painful. She had the most trouble walking properly and tried to avoid standing as much as she possibly could. She avoided her future husband as much as she could as well by spending time with her mother whenever she could. Yasuko tried to be there for her daughter but each time she asked what was wrong, she was assured by her child that it was nothing.

With a heavy heart, she watched how thin her daughter had become over the last few months. The older woman watched her only daughter and child become a shadow of her former self. Her heart ached when she noticed Asami's red eyes, she knew she had been crying. If only she would tell her what was wrong.

Asami knew what she was doing to her mother, how worried she was. But she couldn't risk telling her the truth. She didn't want her parents to live on the streets. So she had to just go through it all without any complaints.

Today, her father had suggested that she'd spend some time with her fiancé. Oh how she would've loved to do anything but that. She wanted to say no. she wanted to tell them what she really thought but when Noatak looked at her, his icy blue eyes seemed to look right through her, she agreed.

He would dine with her in the evening. A dinner Asami would have prepared on her own. So he would know she was a good cook for both him and their future children. So she did her best. She tried to cook a traditional fire nation dish with the help of her mother.

When he walked into the dining area and sat down, his eyes grew wide in realization what kind of dish she had made. She had made a superspicy soufflé, a specialty from Kirachu Island.

He had never been so insulted in his life. It had been a firebender that caused the scar on his face after all. To serve him a dish from the fire nation was adding insult to injury. He had thrown the dish onto the floor and to make matters worse, he had slapped the young heiress with the back of his hand. Right across her face. The force of it had send her flying and for a few seconds she saw stars.

"Once were married, I'll make sure you will be taught the rules of our culture!" he had yelled it to her and then left her behind like nothing had happened.

She sat on the marble floor, stunned and shocked. She held her painful cheek with one hand and decided that she couldn't take it any longer. Slowly she got back to her feet and shuffled back to her bedroom. She felt nauseous and put a hand on her stomach in an attempt to calm it down.

When she finally reached her bedroom, she took her black sleeping dress and slipped it on. She'd try to get at least one final night of decent sleep before everything would change. She slipped under the blankets and for once, it didn't take her long before she fell asleep. Her dreams were still filled with flashbacks and the terrible memories but she didn't wake up this time.

When she finally woke up, she was more determent then ever. The house was quiet. Peaceful even. She walked through the halls of her home. One of her hands touched the cold stone walls as she passed by. She stopped before the door of her parents' bedroom and took out the note she had written earlier. She opened the door as silently as possible and smiled at her sleeping parents.

Tears formed in her eyes and slid down her cheeks when she placed the little note on her mother's nightstand.

I'm so sorry... I'm drowning and I lack the strength to continue... I love you...

She looked at her parents a final time before she turned around and headed out the door. She wore her black dressing gown on top of her sleeping dress. She needed to hurry, her parents would normally get up at this hour. She hurried through a secret door that her father had build there in case they had to flee. It was hidden behind a big berry bush and it was no trouble to slip through it. She was welcomed by a cold breeze once she stepped foot outside the Sato Estate.

It was a breath of fresh air that filled her lungs and she smiled although tears still streamed over her pale cheeks. She knew about the cliffs that were an hour away from where she lived. The journey would be tough but the end result is all she had in mind. She didn't want to continue living like this. In constant fear. So she made the first step and another and another.

It had taken her over an hour before she finally reached her destination. She had to take more breaks due to the constant pain that still lingered in her abdomen. It didn't matter. Not any more and never again. She used the last of her strength to climb up the highest cliff. It was harden then she thought and the wind didn't make it any easier either. She could swear that she heard someone call out her name but decided that her mind was playing tricks on her.

Her muscles were burning but she finally reached the edge that she had been aiming for. She stood there, amazed by the view and stunned from the beauty of it all. She could see all the way down the shoreline. All the way to the city harbour. Then she turned her gaze to the view below. Where the cliff met with the ocean. She gulped from the violent way that the waves crashed against the rocks below.

Her hair danced in the wind as it welcomed Asami as an old lover. Once again, she heard her name being called in the wind.

"Asami!"

She hardly was able to hear it because of the wind but she heard it nonetheless. Death itself is calling for me... I can't keep him waiting... she looked up at the sky, it's beautiful heavenly blue reminded her of Korra's eyes. Her heart ached when she thought of her dear friend and she let out a sob. She turned her gaze back towards the waves below and closed her eyes. I'm so sorry Korra... I love you... Korra was the last thing on her mind when she took the step forward and heard her name a final time before she hit the water below.

"Asami!"

She hit the water and from that moment, all that surrounded her was darkness. She was cold. It was dark until she saw a little spark of light. It was so bright, she brought a hand to her eyes to protect hem from the light. Her other hand was reaching out towards whatever that light was.

She flinched when a voice reached her ears. "My child... your time is not here yet... you must go back..." the voice was soft, warm and kind.

"Please... I... I don't... want to go back... please let me stay!"

"I cannot let you stay... your friends are waiting for you."

"Friends...? Who..." she let out a soft gasp.

"Until we meet again..."

Before Asami could react, she was falling with an incredible speed. She looked down into the darkness below and once again saw a small light that grew bigger and bigger by the second. She tried to scream but no sound came from her lips as she finally fell through the light and everything became quiet.

When she opened her eyes again, her vision was blurry and quickly closed her eyes again. When she opened them again, her eyes still couldn't focus properly but she saw someone standing next her. hovering over her to be exact. She noticed the darker skin tone that reminded her of Noatak and her heart rate increased immensely. She wanted to move away from his touch and get out of his reach but her entire body seemed to be on fire. She started to pant as panic kicked in when she noticed she couldn't move without causing the pain to come back in full force.

"N-No... p...lease... d...on't... hu...rt m-me..." she forced the words out of her throat and then noticed how raw it felt. Like she swallowed sandpaper.

Asami felt a warm hand on her arm and weakly shook her head from side to side. Doing so had a side effect and before she knew it, her stomach turned and felt the contents rise up from her stomach through her throat and out of her mouth. Gentle hands took hold onto her weak frame and forced her to lay on her side as she threw up violently.

She had trouble breathing and her lungs seemed to be on fire with each breath she took. She was rolled onto her back again when the same voice as before reached her ears.

"Sami... please... calm down..."

She recognized the voice but thought her mind was playing tricks on her again. No, it's can't possibly be... her sight was still slightly blurry and she blinked a few times more to try and get her eyes to focus. When they finally did, she couldn't believe what, or more like who, she saw. On the edge of her bed sat the one person that made her heart flutter in her chest. The one person that would make her heart skip a beat when she smiled. Her Emeralds locked onto Sapphires and her breath was caught in her throat once again.

"K...orra...?"

Korra smiled and nodded. Tears of happiness slid down her tanned face one of her hands cupped a pale cheek. Asami couldn't believe it, she was here. Korra was here! She wanted to reach for her, touch her, hug her. Anything would do but her body simply refused to obey her. all she felt was immense pain each time she even tried to move. The Southerner saw her friend struggle and took action. Ever so gently she leaned over to her friend and wrapped both arms around the damaged woman.

They cried, both for different reasons. Asami from pure joy that Korra had come back. And Korra because she nearly lost her friend and had spend the last two days in fear of loosing her after she managed to get her out of the water.

They remained in this position for several minutes and she helped the heiress sit up slightly. She made sure Asami had all the pillows she needed to support her back when she placed her in a sitting position. Korra pulled a chair closer to the bed before she sat down and held both of Asami's pale hands in her own.

"How are you feeling now...?" she asked carefully.

"Thi...rsty..." she said with a raspy voice and turned her gaze towards Korra's water pouch.

Korra quickly grabbed the pouch and uncorked it before she brought it to Asami's lips. The vixen drank eagerly from the cool water and nodded once when she was done. Korra hung her pouch back once she put the cork back in.

"Better?"

Asami nodded and smiled. "Much... thank... you..." she turned her gaze towards the door and noticed that Axis was leaning against the wall next to it. The tall Southerner smiled at her.

"Welcome back Lady Sato..." she said genuine and walked over to the heiress. "You had us very worried. Glad to see you're finally awake..." she and Korra shared a look and said woman nodded slowly.

"Asami... there's something we need to tell you..." Axis started.

"W-what...? What is it...?"

Axis chewed on the inside of her cheek nervously. "When... we pulled you out of the water... your body was in bad shape... to fix it, Korra used her healing to the best of her abilities... she noticed a swelling at your abdomen and when she moved her healing water to it... she noticed familiar wounds hidden under flesh..."

Her heart dropped to her stomach and felt sick all over again. No... no please! They found out!

"Who did this to you Asami." Korra asked, determined to find out. "Please... tell me."

She shook her head. "I... I c-can't... he... he'll... we're about to... marry and..." she realized that she said too much already.

Korra's eyes grew wide in shock. She got up so fast that it startled both Asami and Axis. Before the damaged woman could even utter a word, Korra had already dashed through the door and marched through the hallways. She grabbed the first servant that crossed her path. "Where is Asami Sato's future husband and how will I recognize him!?" she roared.

She had caught Lee who immediately started to ramble the whereabouts of the person Korra was looking for. "He'sinthegarden! HehasascaronhisfaceandhisnameisNoatak! Pleasedon'thurtme!"

She hardly understood the rambling man but the most important information she understood. Garden and scar. She let poor Lee go and continued her search. She had never in her life felt such anger and hatred before. It was like she was boiling from the inside out. How could her future husband do such a horrible thing! He was supposed to care for her! keep her safe!

She finally stepped into the garden and heard strange voices that came from her right. She found two young men who were admiring a sculpture.

"Who the hell is Noatak!?" she growled and snarled.

Both men turned to face the young Avatar. The rage clearly shown in her eyes and hostile stance. Both her hands were clenched into fists. She looked at the man on the right and her eyes rested on his face. He had no scar. Finally her gaze met with icy blue eyes and a face that wore a horrible scar that deformed his once handsome face. She had found the object of her rage and growled like an animal ready to kill. "I am going to end your pathetic and miserable life!"