Hey guys, I'm back with a new chapter. We broke 150 all the way across the board, thank you all for your support! I told you I would do this, but there is smut in the chapter. Consider this your warning. Now, on with the show...

When it comes to traveling, I've developed a list of places that I do and do not like to do it. The place at the tip top of the list I hate to travel is the Fire Nation. Why, you may ask? Simple, you need a boat to go anywhere. Seriously, I do mean anywhere. If you're not traveling between islands, it's usually up rivers to villages or towns who's road system hadn't quite been established yet.

The current Fire Lady, Izumi, had dedicated the majority of her reign trying to complete what her father Zuko had started; fully modernizing the Fire Nation. Granted she'd only been at it for three or four years now, but she was doing a fairly decent job. The areas on the larger islands closer to the heart of the island chain had received this upgrade. It was the outer and smaller islands that were waiting their turn.

Take the village of Jang Hui for example. You may have heard of this place as the fishing village Aang and his friends visited in the final days of the Hundred Year War. Even now, seventy years later, the only way to reach the village is by boat. Granted it hasn't changed much in all that time either. But the reason Korra and I were here wasn't for a trip down memory lane, but rather to visit a more unknown side of the area.

"You're sure what we're looking for is here?" Korra asked. She had switched her attire to a rust colored tunic and gray trousers, and she also supported a rice hat on her head. Personally I thought the hat might have been taking her attempt at blending in a little extreme, but so far it had paid off.

"I would have thought that by now, you would have learned not to take everything at face value," I replied.

"I'm just saying, when it comes to spiritual places, I can think of at least a dozen off the top of my head that are more so then this."

"The shrine we're looking for isn't in the village. It's in a cave on shore," I said. The Avatar stopped and gave me a glare.

"If that's the case, why even bother coming into town in the first place?"

"Cause we need supplies. And frankly I want to take a breather after being on the road for so long," I replied. Korra huffed, but otherwise kept her mouth shut. She was really eager to restore her bending. So much so that she wanted to race from one Oasis directly to the next. I had to remind her every now and then that this wasn't just a trip about restoring her bending, it was about opening up her spiritual side as well. If she raced to do one, she'd bypass the other.

Korra hated waiting, it went against her very nature. But she needed to learn patience in order to be a good Avatar. She was already a long way ahead of where she was when we had first met. She just needed to come a little further. As we walked through the various docks and walkways connecting all the buildings together, my thoughts turned to other things. In particular, they turned to the subject of Korra and myself.

After our time together on Fengbao Dao, she had become far more comfortable in my presence. Being in her bindings with me around no longer fazed her. Full frontal nudity didn't either, but she had enough decently to keep those moments few and far between. Her flirting behavior had also increased. Gone was the inexperienced young woman who would blush at the mere thought of a male in his birthday suit. In her place was someone who could take dick jokes in stride and dish them right back out without bating an eyelash.

Now I wasn't blind. I could see the little hints she had been dropping here and there from time to time. The occasional phrase that would have a double meaning, a little extra sway in her hips when she found herself walking in front of me, or in more rare cases, an 'accidental' wardrobe malfunction she would have after bathing.

So you might be asking, why was I holding off in claiming Korra in that manner? Well, I can't really give a straight answer to that. It wasn't a matter of whether or not I loved her. I hadn't felt like this about someone since Renchin or Kyoshi. You know, the two women I had fathered children with. So to say that my heart wasn't in it would be a plain dumb blasted lie. It wasn't that I didn't find her attractive either. She'd figured out the effect she had on me a long time ago, and took great pride in torturing me with that.

I guess you could say that I wanted our first time together to be something special. Yeah, yeah, I know it's sappy and all that. But what can I say? I'm old fashioned like that. Unfortunately for Korra's hormones, that meant I wasn't going to settle for doing it in a sleeping bag next to a campfire alongside the road.

We arrived at a small tavern located on the edge of the village. Inside, we found the place was mostly deserted, with only a few people sitting at different tables. Candles sat atop the tables, giving the place some light. The woman standing behind the bar wasn't the kind of person who'd turn any heads, but she wasn't bad looking either. She had fair skin and long dark hair, tied off into twin braids which hung down her back.

"Hi! I'm Lily, you travelers looking for a bite to eat or a place to say?" she asked when we approached the bar.

"Both," I said, laying out a few copper and silver coins on the counter between us. Lily scooped up the money before pointing toward a set of stairs on the other side of the room.

"Top of the stairs, first door on the left. Come order what you want after you get settled," she said. Korra led the way up the stairs, following the innkeeper's directions. Pushing open a simple wooden door, we were greeted with a modest room. A single metal frame bed, a nightstand with a small oil lamp on it, an octagon window, a desk and chair, and a washroom.

"There's only one bed," she noted as I closed the door and brushed past her.

"So?" We'd slept in the same bed before, so I didn't see an issue.

"You'd think she would have put us in a room with two beds," she said.

"A man and a woman together with minimal luggage and only staying for a single night. What do you think that means?" I asked. The Avatar couldn't help but shrug at that.

"Talk about modesty," she said as she removed her hat and sat it on the desk before dropping her pack onto the floor. I did the same before crossing and checking the lamp's oil level. Despite all the modern advances in the world, they didn't have electricity yet. They did have running water and plumbing though, so there was that plus.

"Just be glad you don't have to take a dump in the river," I said as I sat the lamp down.

"I'll be glad when we put this little rinky dink town behind us," she said as she folded her arms and leaned against the desk.

"I would have thought you'd enjoy the nostalgia. Getting to see how little this place has changed after all this time," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. After all, Aang and his friends had saved this village from pollutants that were being dumped in the river. Granted, that saving was violently destroying the factory that was doing the dumping the first place, but that's neither here nor there.

"When do we go looking for the cave?" she asked, ignoring my comment, although I did notice a twitch in her eye. She'd get her revenge on me in one form or another.

"After we eat," I replied, deciding it was best for my health to just let it go. After getting our stuff settled in, we went back down to the bar room.

"So what can I get you?" Lily asked.

"Two cups of noodles," I ordered as we sat at small table in the corner. This was a habit I had picked up a long time ago. Always sit in a corner with your back to the wall, preferably facing one or all of the exits. This prevents people from sneaking up on you, and it allows you to get a decent view of the entire room and everyone in it. You can call me paranoid if you want, but I'm still alive after all this time, so I must be doing something right.

Korra had actually picked up on this behavior without actually realizing it. She always sat with her back to the wall, and she'd scan every person she saw when she entered a room. It was little, subtle changes like this that told me how far she had come. The Korra I had first met all that time ago would have walked into a room, completely oblivious of who or what was in it and taken the first seat she found.

"So where are we headed after we get done here?" she asked, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"East," I answered, "back to the mainland."

"Oh, great. That only narrows it down to an entire continent," she said as she leaned back in her chair and folded her arms. I gave her a half grin at her sarcasm.

"Well, if you really must know, the first place we're stopping is Republic City," I said. She frowned at that.

"Aren't we trying to lay low on this trip? The second we set foot back in the city Tenzin and the White Lotus will be all over us," she pointed out. I leaned forward on the table and rubbed my face with my hands tiredly.

"Yeah, I'd thought of that. My main hope is that we can play the 'I'm the Avatar' card and slip away again before anyone can do anything about it," I said.

"So why go back in the first place? Don't get me wrong, I wanna see Mako, Bolin, and Asami, but it seems like it would be easier just to avoid the city all together." I sat back in my chair, even tipping it lightly out of boardom.

"In a word? Ashe."

"Oh," she said, suddenly understanding why we were making the detour. When we had first set out, Ashe was still a hatchling. Now, the black dragon was a couple of months old, and would have gained enough size for us to ride her. Having a form of transportation other then walking would be a nice addition. Plus, she would be getting to the size that the sky bison and other creatures on the Island as well as in the city would start to view her as a predator, and rightly so. I wouldn't be surprised if there were a few flying lemurs or lizard crows missing at this point.

"Here you go," Lily said as she sat the noodles on the table before us, "can I get you anything else?"

"You know someone we could talk to about getting a ride to shore?" I asked.

"Sure, let me talk to my sister, Ivy. She works on the docks," Lily said before slipping away. I watched as she went, my eyes narrowing a little in suspicion.

"What?" Korra asked as she blew on her noodles, noticing my expression.

"I'm getting a major sense of deja vu from that girl," I noted.

"What? She another immortal you last encountered a few hundred years ago?" she asked. I gave her a look.

"No. She reminds me of someone who lived here a while back. Fella by the name of Dock, or Mushi, or something, I don't know. Point is, the guy was wolf bat shit crazy," I said. Korra looked between me and the spot where Lily had disappeared to before going back to her noodles.

"She seemed alright to me."

"Trust me, something ain't quite right about her," I said.

I was right. I was so very, very right. And in times like this, I absolutely hate it when I'm right. We were on a small boat with Lily's 'sister' Ivy pushing us along with a cane poll. Ivy swore high and low she was not Lily in the slightest, despite the fact that she had the exact same face and body, and was even wearing the exact same clothing. You know the only difference between the two?

Ivy wore a bamboo hat.

That's it. That's literally the only difference. Lily stuck a hat on her head and POOF, she was Ivy now. I felt like I had been thrown back in time seventy years and was dealing with that Dock guy again. Spirits he was a pain in the ass. Helpful, yes, but a pain in the ass none the less. And Lily was just as bad. In fact, when I questioned her, it turns out that Dock was her great grandfather. I would have found it somewhat hilarious in a cosmic sort of way if I hadn't spent the entire ride to shore beating my head on the side of the boat over and over again.

"Don't wonder off, we'll need a ride back into town before nightfall," I said, pointing at Ivy after we landed.

"I ain't going anywhere, newcomers," she replied as she leaned on her poll. She even talked exactly like Lily. I fought the urge to pick up a stone and knock her into the river with it. Korra and I set off, studying the bluffs above the riverbank, looking for signs of a cave of some other opening. After a while of walking, we past a large rusting metal structure on the opposite bank.

"What is that?" Korra asked.

"It use to be a factory. At the end of the War it supplied a good deal of the Fire Nation's construction materials."

"What happened to it?"

"You did. Well Aang did, anyway. He and Katara destroyed it to save the village from the pollutants it was dumping in the river," I explained. Korra actually came to a full stop.

"Wait, I've heard that story. That's THIS village? Seriously?" she asked. I gave her a look like she had just grown a second head.

"Yeah, it's taken you until now to realize that?"

"I haven't been paying as much attention as I'd like to admit," she confessed. I rolled my eyes at her.

"Obviously. Now, let's focus on why we're here. The cave shouldn't be too far now." It actually wasn't, just a few hundred yards further up the bank. And then up about a hundred feet, at the top of a solid stone wall.

We'd actually almost missed it. I'd kicked a rock as we walked, and it had bounced off the carved stone head of a dragon statue laying half submerged in the water. Looking up, we'd spotted the statue the head had come from as well as it's twin sitting a short distance away. Our next task lay in actually getting up to it.

Luckily for us, part of Korra's earthbending training had including free climbing on rock walls. I had acquired the skill after a few years of raiding old temples located in the mountains of the Northern Earth Kingdom. Once we reached the dragon statues, we found ourselves standing before a solum cave opening. It wasn't a grand temple entrance like you'd expect because of the dragons, but rather just a dark hole in the cliff face, partially covered by vines and other vegetation.

I quickly put together a torch, lit it by sparking a pair of rocks, and we set off into the depths of the earth. It wasn't like the cave on the first island. There were no glowing crystals to light the way, just darkness and a damp draft. The tunnel was much shorter though, as we quickly found ourselves in a large room with the sound of running water echoing out of the darkness.

After locating and lighting a pair of large brass brazens on either side of the door, we were able to see the Oasis it most of it's shadowed glory for the first time. It was a large stream of water coming out of the wall and cascading down over the stones into a large pool. Standing above the water was a statue of a woman wearing a bamboo hat and having markings on her face and arms. I bowed my head out of respect to whom the statue depicted.

"Who's that?" Korra asked.

"The Painted Lady. She's the patron Spirit of the river and by extension the town," I answered.

"So how do we do this?"

"Same as before. Open a chakra while connecting with a past life." We stripped down to our undergarments and stepped into the pool. It wasn't like the first time, where Korra was all shy and awkward. We knew what to expect this time around, so we weren't going to waste any time.

"The Fire Chakra deals with willpower, and is blocked by shame. Focus on what you are ashamed of, and then accept your mistake and let it go," I instructed. Korra closed her eyes and did I said. Like before I took her hand and waited. When her body gave the cue that she had let go of what she was ashamed of, I readied myself for the next part.

"You have already broken through to the memories of Aang. Now hurl yourself back even further. Focus on Roku, the man who came before Aang," I said. Korra's face became one of gritted teeth and concentration as she dug deeper into her past lives. Without warning, I plunged her into the pool and held her at the bottom.

Like before, her eyes snapped open, revealing the white glow of the Avatar State. She burst out of the water and unleashed a breath of fire into the air. Rather then dissipate, the flames swirled around the room, illuminating every dark corner. When the fire finally went out, Korra was left floating in my arms panting.

"I..I saw Roku," she said, "he said I've unlocked the next chakra."

"What about your firebending? Have you gotten that back?" I asked. Korra raised her hand weakly and produced a small flame, earning a smile from both of us. Two down, two to go. After she regained some of her strength, we climbed out of the pool, dried ourselves and then redressed. Again, my attention was drawn to the statue of the Painted Lady.

"Did you know her?" Korra asked.

"She's a local Spirit. I've only been through here once or twice before," I answered, well aware of how vague I was being. Truth was, I did know her. When I had first past through this area some three hundred years ago, there was a woman named Song who lived on the river, a shaman of sorts. So deep was her love for nature and the river itself that she disregarded almost all human contact in favor of taking care of the place.

When she died, she transcended to become a Spirit, watching over the river and the village that was eventually built here for all time. Well, that's the official story anyway. The truth is a lot darker and much sadder. She'd chosen the river over the people from her village because the other children had bullied her. When she had reached her adult years, she'd cut herself off from them entirely.

I met Song after the ferry I was using to cross the river capsized and I had almost drowned. She took me back to her hut and nursed me back to health. During the few days I was with her, we became friends. That is, until the third night I was there. A man, I never bothered to learn his name, came down to Song's home and found me there.

You see, Song's relationship with this man was an unhealthy one, and that's putting it mildly. He had her so turned around that he could do anything he wanted to her and had her convinced that it would be her fault. To this day, I don't know how deep that went, and frankly I'd rather not know. When he had come for his visit that night and discovered me, he accused her of being unfaithful to him.

In his rage, he clubbed me over the head and left me laying there so he could hurt me more later. He then turned his rage on Song, beating her before drowning her in the river. When I came to, I saw red at what he had done. I removed his ugly head from it's perch atop his shoulders and then threw his body to the fish. I gave Song a proper burial and then torched her home so no looters could claim her stuff before setting off, determined to put as much distance between myself and this place as possible.

Later, a short time after the war ended, Katara told me of her encounter with a Spirit known as the Painted Lady while passing through this area. The Spirit she described and the woman I had known all those years earlier were to similar for me to not come back and see for myself. Sure enough, I encountered her.

Song told me that she did not blame me for what had happened. She also thanked me for taking care of her body as well as her belongings, she had no family, so her place would have been ransacked. In a way, she was actually happy with the way things turned out. Now, she could watch over the river and the people on it like she had always done. She then thanked me again before vanishing into the evening mist.

The subject of Song was not one I liked to touch on. She was a friend who had been claimed not by old age or battle, but by a coward with an uncontrolled temper. The fact that I didn't do more when it was clear that I could have haunted me for a very long time. But my last conversation with her after she had become the Painted Lady put that to rest.

As we climbed back down the cliff face to the riverbank, I couldn't help but wonder if she was out there, watching us right now. I had sometimes wondered if I could achieve the ability to transcend into the Spirit World, or at the very least, take Song's example and remain in the Physical World as a Spirit of something. If I did this, I could avoid the Observer's grasp and remain out of the darkness of the Void.

Somehow I doubted this would be a proper solution. A Spirit as old as the Observer no doubt had seen every type of attempt to escape his grasp and would be prepared for this. So me trying to attain something like that would be pointless. Besides, in order to transcend you need to die, and that was something I hadn't be able to do for five hundred years.

"Ryou? You in there?" Korra asked, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Hm?"

"You were staring off into space, and I asked you a question," she said.

"Sorry. What did you ask?"

"I asked how we were getting back to Republic City," she said.

"There's a ferry that will take us down river to the port located at the sea. From there it's just a short, simple boat ride," I explained.

"And how are we gonna pay for all this? More trade?" she asked. I shrugged.

"Well, I suppose you could work out a trade with some of the crews..." I said before trailing off. Korra turned on me with a glare, and I held up my hands to show I was only joking. With a huff, she turned and began to stomp away, but not before bending a sharp blast of air into the spot where the water met land. As a result, I was covered head to toe with river slime and mud.

"Okay, that was a little too far."

"Maybe I should throw her into the river mud, see how she likes it," I muttered to myself as I scrubbed hard on an arm in the shower. It wasn't so much the mud or other stuff that was a pain to get rid of, it was the smell. This ever present sickly smell of dead fish and mud. Thanks to Korra's little stunt, I now smelled like the river.

Granted, I probably deserved it with the joke, but I don't think it was to the point that I should have been caked in the stuff. Now here I was, trying to get the smell off of me. Of course, the entire village smelled like that, so I was probably both projecting and wasting my time, but at the moment I didn't really care.

Plus, I needed to think out the next part of our journey. Part of me wanted to sneak in, get Ashe, and slip out unnoticed before anyone realized we were there. The other part of me wanted to say 'fuck it all', walk right in and then walk right back out without a care in the world. As I thought about it more, the more it seemed that we would be going with the second option. Korra wanted to see her friends, and it would be good for everyone to know she was alright after having been on the down low for a couple of months.

Smut Warning.

The sound of the shower curtain being drawn back brought me out of my thoughts. Before I fully realized what was happening, there was another presence in the shower with me. It was Korra, and she was as naked as the day she was born. I blinked in surprise, but was able to keep my cool.

"Um, shower's in use," I said. She gave me a coy smile.

"I know. From the looks of this place the hot water won't last, so I figured we could get two done for the price of one," she said. I cocked my eyebrow at her.

"Is that what you thought?" I asked with skepticism.

"Yeah. Besides, this way we can help each other reach places that would otherwise be hard to reach," she said as she reached out and began to rub her hands along my soap covered body.

"What you're suggesting is rather dirty, Korra," I said. Sure enough, my member began to awaken between my legs. She noticed this with a smile and collected some of the soap off my body and began to stroke it, which only served for it to get harder faster.

"If I'm a dirty girl, Ryou, maybe you should help me get clean," she whispered huskily. That was it, I was gone. I don't care if I had centuries of experience, I don't care how easily I should have been able to push her away, you put a girl who looks like Korra in the same shower with me, talking like this and doing what she was doing with her hand, there's no defense against that.

Taking the soap in my hand, I lathered up pretty decently before I reached out and began to cover Korra's body. I took my time, massaging my way from her neck down to her upper chest. When I reached her breasts, I covered them with soap as well before pinching her nipples. She closed her eyes and bit her lip in pleasure. Happy with this response, I did it again and she let out a small moan. Her response was to increase the speed of her stroking.

My breath hitched in my throat as I felt the reaction my body was having. I responded by getting some more soap and lathering up her crotch. As I rubbed against her folds, Korra let out a gasp and fell against me. She clearly enjoyed what was going on as I returned the favor. Finally she looked up at me with a new fire in her eyes before pushing me back into the stream of water from the shower head. We locked lips and our tongues wrestled for dominance while our hands roamed over each others bodies.

This seemed to go on forever. Not that I cared. I was enjoying myself, and she was to. Then, she broke the kiss and looked up at me again with that look in her eye as water cascaded down over her form.

"Not here," she said. I reached behind me and fumbled to turn the water off. Korra turned and threw the shower curtain open before stepping out and walking out of the bathroom entirely. She didn't care if she was still soaking wet, and at this point neither did I as I followed her like a lost puppy.

When I got out into the main room, she grabbed me and shoved me onto the bed. Before I could react, she was on top of me, straddling me, her lips on mine again. Our bodies rubbed against each other, and I struggled to form a cognitive thought. She abruptly broke our kissing and sat up straight. The sight of her on top of me was one of the most beautiful I've ever seen. The reality of what we were about to do crashed down on me like an anvil.

"Korra, are you sure about this?" I asked. Her response was to reach down between us, grasp my hard member, and hold it straight up and down.

"I'm tired of waiting. I want you so bad," she replied before plunging herself down on top of me in one go. Her eyes bugged out of her head, and so did mine. She arched her back, her mouth open with either a silent scream or moan, I couldn't be sure of which. For me, I was suddenly engulfed in a warm velvet heaven, and it took every ounce of my willpower not to give in to primal instinct.

"I'm here, I got you," I said sitting up and taking her in my arms. She let out a shutter as her eyes slid closed and she wrapped her arms around my neck. Slowly, she began to rock against me. Slow at first, and then faster and faster. Her breath became more rushed and labored before elevating into vocal moans. Knowing that she was starting to enjoy herself, I began to buck my hips back into her, meeting her thrusts with my own. Our lips locked again, and her grip on me tightened.

Suddenly, I tightened my grip on her and flipped us over, causing her to yelp in surprise. Now I was on top of her. I could see it in her eyes. As much as Korra liked to be in charge, she loved being taken charge of. I sat up and gripped her thighs, spreading them wide before I thrust back into her. She loved every second of it, her head falling back, her eyes closing, her moans increasing in volume.

"Oh, oh, uh, uuh, YES!" she cried out as every part of her body tensed up from her orgasm. She threw her arms around my neck again and pulled me down into a kiss. With her clamping down on me the way she was, I couldn't last much longer, and I knew it.

"Korra, I'm close," I warned, feeling my loins begin to boil. Her response was to wrap her legs around my waist and pull me in deeper. I fought off the inevitable as long as I could, but finally I gave out and came deep inside her. Both of our bodies shuttered as we locked lips again, this time more sensually rather then out of desperateness.

Smut End.

We collapsed onto the bed side by side, both of us trying to get our breath back. For a moment we just lay there, bathing in the after glow of what we had just done. Finally, Korra rolled over and pressed her body into mine before kissing me.

"We're gonna need another shower," she said. I couldn't help but smile at that. I also couldn't help but feel that I had just awoken some kind of slumbering dragon, and I wouldn't be able to put it back to sleep. Not that I wanted to. I'd seen this side of Korra, and I liked what I saw, a lot.

"Something tells me we're not going to get a regular bath in for a long time," I said. She smirked and kissed me again before laying her head on my chest.

"Play your cards right, big boy, and you'll see."

Putting Jang Hui in our rear view was something of a bittersweet thing. Both of us were eager to get on the road again. The town didn't have much to offer other then a one or two headed variant of fish. But at the same time, it was the place where Korra lost her virginity. Like I said, a bittersweet thing. It was early morning when we set out. A heavy fog had settled over the valley, making it difficult to see something more then twenty feet away. We were on a small steam powered riverboat, heading down stream to the port at the mouth of the river. The person in charge of the boat was Iris, Lily and Ivy's 'sister'. How was she different then the other two? Her hat was a captain's hat. It was highly infuriating since she changed hats right in front of us and declared herself a new person. Not only that, 'Iris' turned right around and declared that her 'sisters' Ivy and Lily were insane. I'm not one to look a gift ostrich horse in the mouth, but it took every once of my willpower not to throw her overboard.

I was leaning against the railing at the back of the boat by myself, watching as the outlines of the village buildings faded into the fog. My thoughts were all over the place. Where we were going, what had happened, what was going to happen next. I started thinking more and more about what I wanted out of my relationship with Korra.

Korra wasn't really the settle down and have kids type, and truth be told I really didn't want her to be. I'd gone down that road before, and it always ended the same: heartache, and the curse of going on alone. Friends, family, loved ones, sooner or later they all get taken away from me in one way or another.

Now there was the possibility that I could make Korra like me, all I had to do was either take her to the spring in the mountains. But I had already decided against that. My condition, my curse, it's not something I would wish upon my worst enemy. There's no way I would ask something like that of Korra, to choose between all of her friends and family and me.

Besides, in order to do that, I would trapping the Avatar Spirit in one body. That was a move that was way too selfish. She didn't deserve that. And yes, the Avatar Spirit is a she. Don't ask me how I know that, after several hundred years of contact, I just know.

From out of the fog, there came the form of a woman floating above the water. She was transparent, and almost looked like she was apart of the mists that surrounded her. I perked up when I noticed her, blinking in surprise. Those markings, that hat, I know them anywhere. I raised my hand, partially as a wave, and partially offering it out to her. She smiled and returned the gesture before fading away into the mists again.

"It is good to see you again, old friend. I wish you well on your travels," came the whisper of her voice, and with that, the Panted Lady was gone. I gave a tired, sad smile to the mists around me. Perhaps facing the music in Republic City wouldn't be that bad after all. There were worse fates out there then getting yelled at by a bunch of kids, er I mean, elders and masters.

And cut. So there you have it. Korra has her firebending back, we got a little more backstory, and they...um...did the deed. Now for those of you wondering, this isn't going to become a regular feature. I'm telling an adventure story, not writing a porno script or a romance novel. Like this chapter I will include a warning at the beginning of the chapter when it contains one. That being said, I want to hear from you guys. Drop a review, leave a PM, ask a question or ten. Let me know what you liked or didn't like about this chapter, and I'll see you all next time.