A/N: Hey guys. Bad news… I broke my ankle. But that also means more writing time! So, good for you, bad for me. Anyways here you go new chapter! Thank you for all your feedback, it means so much to me! Enjoy and I am always open to suggestions. Plus I quote all my favorite stuff so yeah.

Chapter Twelve

What do we say to death? Not today.

Nothing. My face is completely blank. I guess that would happen to you, huh? If someone told you were going to die and soon, you would just sit there and take it in. OF COURSE NOT! I just didn't freak out, I took it calmly. My mind was a different story. My thoughts were racing; my head was spinning, and any other expression to describe shock in your head. I was going to die? Why? How? But for some strange reason, possibly medical, I couldn't get my mouth move, couldn't get my lips to form the words. I just sat there, with so many thought and questions welling up inside me and I couldn't move! I was terrified, why I can't I move? Why can't I talk?

Why?

Why?

Why?

WHY?!

"KIDA!" Bolin yells, waving his hands in front of my face. He snapped me out of paralysis.

"You ok?" Korra asked hesitantly. Asami and Mako watched me with careful eyes.

"I haven't told anyone else yet besides Beifong, I wanted to let you know… before… well … before Tenzin learns—"

"About me dying." I interrupt. I don't know how to feel. Scared? Angry? But I felt none of that. I felt nothing.

"How?" I ask, slowly.

"I don't know, you just were… dead…" She trails off, eyes down. They were sad. I glance around and all see sorrow on their face. Wow, is this is what's it like. To have people care for you? It felt comforting… and reassuring.

"Guys, don't worry. I'll be fine—"

"How can you say that?" Bolin interrupts.

"What do you mean?"

"You were just told you were going to die!" Asami cuts in, panic laced in her voice.

"And you're going to tell us not worry!" Mako ask incredulous.

"Truthfully, you look more scared than I do." I point out. It was true all were pale and nervous, like me dyeing would be terrible. Awww, they do care! But I was touched by their fear but I am big girl, I can take care of myself.

"Guys, this sweet of you to worry, but you shouldn't. Do you know what I say to death?" I ask they all shake their heads. "You say, not today."

They all look at me, while a slow grin came over my face. Secretly, I was shaking. I was so scared. I had to die, I was going to die. Ok, breath and smile, breath and smile.

"Hey, c'mon guys I thought that was pretty smart! Laugh a little, you'll live longer!" as I attempted to cheer the gang up, I ended up cheering myself up to. But, I don't know… but it seemed strange. No eye to eye contact thought half smiles were appearing. There was something they weren't telling me.

"Wait… there is something else… isn't there?" I ask.

"Well, Chief Beifong knows and she wants to… move you somewhere safe."

"What! NO WAY! I am not going anywhere!" I yell.

"But Kida—"Mako starts, but I don't let him finish.

"If I am going to die, at least let me choose where! Seriously, I thought you guys would learn by now, it doesn't work out when you tell me what to do."

"But you are going to die! How can we let you walk around, when you can die anytime!" Asami frets.

"Are you listening to yourself? You could die any second, so live while you can! My goodness! You act like I am five years old!" I glare, at them, daring any to contradict me.

I stalk off; they think I can't take care of myself! I head to Republic city; I really hope some guys think it's a good an idea to break the law today. I arrive tripping and fuming. I am not some little kid to babysit, why won't they understand that. I hit the alleys, taking down idiot and thug after idiot and thug. I hope I brought the crime rate down, because it seemed like I took on every thug this city had to offer.

One man thought five on one will even his odds. Boy was he wrong. The first two were easy, a couple jabs one or two quick kicks, and good night. The last three were smarter but I was over way to easy. Can't someone give me a real challenge.

"No one man to take me on?" I ask, not expecting an answer. Imagine my surprise when I got an answer.

"Yeah, I might be able, though you took down those guys pretty well. But your technique can use some work."

"Who are you?" I ask, fists raised ready for a fight.

"No one. But if you want a real fight, come and get one." I admit he has me intrigued. Plus I could use a real fight.

"Alright then." And he steps away from the shadows. He long shaggy black hair, and onyx eyes. Light scars were traced all over his skin and he had a black jacket, red shorts and black combat shoes. His hands had thick gloves and look with metal in the metal. Ok, stay away from gloves, those will hurt. I start with a fast kick towards his head, followed by a left punch. But he was fast. Really fast he could dodge better than I could. Enough of this playing around. I bend fire expecting a cry of pain or large burn. Just my luck a fire bender and a good one too.

He blocks and returns with three quick bursts. I am impressed, he can fight. But I can handle him. That was until I heard a familiar, sound, a voice.

"Hello Kida."