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The two detectives, Gang and Lu sighed once they entered police headquarters. They, along with various other police men and woman, had been searching every nook and cranny of their fair city but found no leads on where the Avatar had gone. Lin had even gone to calling her sister, Suyin, in hopes she had seen the Avatar, who was probably so desperate to seek help from anyone at this point that she would even go to Su, since she had a good reputation with the world leaders as a Beifong. However, that was not the case. They called General Iroh, his mother, Fire Lord Izumi, but turned up nothing. It was as if she had disappeared off the face of the earth.
"I can't believe we still haven't found her!" Lu said in exasperation, he and his partner were the only two in the office. "Somebody's got to put a beeper on that kid or something!"
"I know!" Gang agreed, "This is like the, what, eighteenth time she's gone missing?"
"Well, maybe if you didn't stop to flirt with every woman you see we'd have found her by now."
"Hey, you're the one who kept stuffing his face with pastry casks instead of asking for leads!"
"Why do we even need to keep looking for the girl? Not like we're her baby-sitters. And if we were, you'd have lost her ages ago."
"What?! No, you would have lost her!"
"No, you would have lost her!"
"No, you would have lost her!"
"You would have lost her!"
"That's it!" Gang leaped up and tackled his partner to the ground, "Take that, you crazy warthog!"
"Who you calling a warthog?!"
While the two wrestled one another on the ground, Lin walked in, crossing her arms and arching an eyebrow at the scene. "What are you two morons doing?" she asked in a cold harsh tone, causing the two men to stand back up, fixing their cloths and hair.
"Good question." Gang began, "Uh, let me ask you one."
"Hipotheracly!" Lu said, mispronouncing the word.
"Very, hypothetical there's this girl."
"But she's not the Avatar!"
"No, no, she's not the Avatar. Definitely, not the Avatar. And um, well, let's just say she's still…missing."
"You haven't found anything on Korra?!" Lin snapped, already loosing her patience at this point.
"We looked everywhere, no sign of her."
"She couldn't have just vanished!" the policewoman angrily ramped her fist onto the table, "Keep looking, double ask all of the suspects if you have to, we won't rest until the Avatar is found! If anything has happened to her-"
The two men stood up straight and saluted, "Don't worry, chief! Were on it!…again." the two ran out of the room, leaving Lin all to herself. She needed a moment to ease down. Entering her office she opened a drawer, taking out a few pictures from her past. Several of them were images from Korra's seventieth birthday party. An image of the happy teenager, while she still had some brown hair, had her arms wrapped around Lin's neck, giving her a rather one sided hug. Lin was never one to have her picture taken, but Korra was always persistent and got her uncle to take one of the two of them. Lin did manage to give a small smile, compared to the Avatar's big happy one. The girl was always so full of life and she admired Lin so much when she was little. This child was the whole reason as to how Lin and Tenzin were able to let the past behind them. She loved this child, she reminded her so much of herself, and swore she would protect her as well. But now…now she was gone, and one of her best cops, Mako, was in prison. She herself couldn't believe it, but Asami was so dead serious about what happened. She would make the boy stand trial, but her mind was too occupied with finding the lost Avatar. If anything had happened to her they would all be in big trouble.
And worse…she would have lost her niece.
Outside of the window, the remaining dragon birds; Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie, observed the depressed officer from outside the window.
"What do we do? What do we do?!" Pinkie asked in a frantic.
"I don't know. Nobody will listen!" Rarity said, "Oh, if only there was somebody who could understand us!"
"But who? Korra's gone." Fluttershy stated.
"There is another person we still haven't tried." Applejack suggested, the other immediately caught on.
"Do you really think he will help?" Rarity asked.
"It's the only other option we've got."
(~)
Korra was still at a loss for words. Here she was, sitting in a tree house with two strangers, several spirits, and a man who claimed to be her father. She did not deny this reality, he looked exactly like the picture Unalaq had, and his pendant was identical to his and hers, but colored white and blue. P'Li handed Korra her cup of tea to which she drank. After a long moment of silence, Tonraq spoke first. "I know this is a lot to take in." he said.
"No kidding." Korra replied, "Unalaq said you died. Apparently, he lied about that too."
"Actually, no he didn't. He really doesn't know I'm alive."
"So, you've just been hiding out here in the jungle for the past seventeen years?"
"Please, just let me explain."
"Okay. Explain to me how the heck you ended up here after my mother was killed by a bunch of maniacs trying to take me when I was a baby and you never came back to find me!"
"I didn't know you were still alive. I thought you and your mother were both…" he couldn't bare to say the word.
His daughter remained firm and stoic, "Tell me the truth. Don't leave anything out."
Zaheer and P'Li looked at the child with regret. "Only if you promise to listen to the very end." he said. Korra nodded in agreement and so, Zaheer began to tell his tale. "Have you heard about the Red Lotus?"
"The anarchist group Amon was briefly a part of after he left the south pole when Senna rejected his affections and they were the same people who wanted to end the Avatar cycle? Yeah, I'm familiar with it."
"P'Li and I were once members of the society as well when we were very young."
"Let me guess, like Amon you eventually realized they were insane and left, right?"
Zaheer smirked, "You're a very clever woman, Korra." his expressing shifted to regret once more, "But, sadly for us, we found out the truth the hard way. Along with our two best friends, Ming-Hua a waterbender, and Ghazan and earthbender, we lived with the Red Lotus for many years, fighting for what we believed was right. We thought the only way to true order was disorder. That chaos was the only way to achieve balance. We were both blinded by this twisted fantasy, we killed, murdered, and tormented anyone who did not agree with our ideals and only showed mercy to those who did. Eventually, P'Li became pregnant and we had a child. A baby girl. We named her Meigui."
"Rose." Korra translated, "That's really sweet."
P'Li's eyes began to sparkle at the memory of her child, "She was everything we could ask for." her eyes slowly began to water at what came next, "But then, the four of us were called for an important mission. We were sent to be rid of someone who, at the time, we believed wasn't suppose to exist."
At this point, Korra's eyes widened while the combustion woman broke into tears. "That poor woman. I can still hear her skull cracking against that rock." covering her face, she sobbed like mad, the regret stinging her heart like a poison. "And I didn't show any remorse. I just left her there…like a monster!" she couldn't go on anymore while Zaheer wrapped his arms around her and continued for her.
"When we failed, our leader punished us in the worse possible way…he took our Rose. He slathered her right in front of us." as he told the story, tears fell from his own eyes as well, and Korra could feel her own heart breaking as well. "At that moment, the vail was pulled off of our eyes. We broke down, regretting everything we had ever done."
Zaheer looked at the Avatar with eyes that carried so much pain and sadness, "Not a day goes by that we don't regret it. We took a mother away from a child, and we faced the consequences for our ignorance and pride. We left the society as quickly as we could. We left everything of that old life behind, everything but our guilt."
Korra's heart was beating fast, "That…that child you were supposed to kill…was she…?"
The three adults hesitated to reply, but regardless of their pain they shouldn't keep the secret from her. No matter how painful the truth was, she needed to know.
"Yes, Korra…it was you." Zaheer replied sadly. The white-haired young woman gasped in horror. If she was the child they ere after, that could only mean…
"You killed my mother!" she shouted as she stood up. P'Li lowered her gaze, tears rolling from her eyes like a leaky sink and her face red from the strain that came from her muscles as she cried. Her eyes were just as red and Zaheer did not look in the best shape either. Korra finally knew what happened to her mother and he people who killed her…were sitting right with her, sipping tea with her long lost father.
"We know no amount of apologizing could make up for what we did." Zaheer said, "But we are truly, truly sorry."
"We don't blame you for hating us." P'Li said, finally calming down and wiping her tears away.
"I should hate you!" Korra shouted in such anger it made the dark strand of hair actually slowly grow in size. "You took my mother away from me and my father! You tried to kill an innocent child for your own vendetta the same way…!" she stopped herself once she remembered what they had gone through, "Just like…what happened to your daughter."
"We got a taste of our own medicine. We never knew the error of our ways until we actually felt the pain and suffering we had inflicted on another. We know we can never make up for what we did, and you have every right to feel mad."
A part of Korra was angry, furious and hurt, but another part felt sympathy for what they went through. They had lost a child, but not before trying to take away the life of one. These people had been deceived greatly by a mad man. They wanted to believe in something, they ended up believing in the wrong thing. And now, they payed the ultimate price for it. Harshly, Korra believed they deserved it, but her conscious said they didn't. Nobody should suffer that kind of loss.
"I think you both have suffered enough." she said as she slowly sat down, "But that still doesn't explain how you found my father."
Tonraq continued speaking next, "After I managed to fend them off, I hurried back to find you and your mother." he hung his head, remembering the moment where he held his dead wife in his arms. His powerful cries of heartbreak echoed across the entire southern water tribe that night, being carried away by the powerful snowy winds. "I searched endlessly for you, but after so many failed attempts, I had to come to grips that you were no longer around. Devastated, I left the south, not wanting to be reminded of what I had lost. I traveled and traveled until I came across these two." he gestured to P'Li and Zaheer, "Because they wore masks that night during the attack, I didn't recognize them. The three of us traveled for a few years, until one day while on a boat ride across the ocean to find a new place to live, they finally revealed to me the truth. Naturally, I was furious and wanted to end their lives right then and there. Our new friendship went out the window, being only replaced by anger and hatred. A storm caused us to shipwreck here on this island. I tried to survive on my own, but I struggled due to my injuries. Finally, I realized holding onto my anger wasn't hurting anybody…but myself. I accepted Zaheer and P'Li's apology and from that day on, we worked together and built this place. We made friends with the local spirits, they helped us through our losses, pain and heartache. They gave us something to believe in. We found…Light."
"We didn't know what true freedom was until now." P'Li said. "We put the past behind us and we were born again."
Once hearing their entire story, everything was slowly becoming clear to Korra. Everything they had been through, she could understand. She had just been through such great pain and guilt. The guilt of starting the war, the guilt of not listening to her father, the pain of Asami and Mako's words, and the devastation that came with her choices to believe in Unalaq. The tribes at war, the cultural center being destroyed, brother against brother. It was madness. But even though she could understand what they were trying to say, it did not erase the fact that this was bigger. Her mistakes caused even more damage than theirs did, even if they were just as terrible, but Korra's choices could not cost just one life, but everybody's.
"But, then why did Unalaq want me to open the portal? Why is he so obsessed with it?"
"Because of the story." Tonraq said.
"What story?"
"The story of the first Avatar." this caught Korra's attention even more. Unalaq mentioned this first Avatar once, but now she had a chance to learn more of his story.
"When we were children, our father told us the story of Avatar Wan. For centuries, his story eventually faded into folklore, being adapted into stories like The Tale of two Lovers. Only a few knew of the true story. Long before the four nations existed, people lived in cities build on top of Lion Turtles. They were guardians of these lands, and each one granted the people the power of bending one element to defend themselves against the spirits in the wilds. But Wan was not like most humans. He was kind, selfless, a little cocky, but clever and brave. He scavenged for food but always gave what he had to those who needed it most. One day, he had the Lion Turtle give him the ability to control fire, but he tricked the great protector and instead used his new power to teal the storage food from the rich family of his village. He was banished to the wilds but was allowed to keep his new powers. He found refuge in a spirit oasis where he learned their ways for years. One day, he encountered a different kind of spirit. One unlike any other."
P'Li stood up to find something from one of their shelves. Pulling out what appeared to be a sketchbook, she gave it to Korra, who was astonished by the stunning images. They looked so much like the things she drew.
"I was quite the artist in my time." Tonraq said with a smirk. Korra now knew where she inherited her natural art talents. She stopped flipping the pages once she found one of a tall beautiful woman with hair white as snow, long and wavy like the ocean waves, wearing a long slim kimono and had marking son her face, similar to that of her pendant.
"Her name was Raava. As the oldest, and most powerful spirit, she was the known defender of the Light. She fought for all things righteous, pure and good. However, she did have a bit of an ego." Korra lightly chuckled at his amusing tone when he said that and turned the page to find one of a man, his skin black as night, his eyes a piercing blood red and markings all over his body. "Her brother, Vaatu, was the opposite. He hated all things good, and so he rebelled against the Light and swore to embrace darkness. He struggled for years to spread darkness all across the world. They say that every wicked thought, every sin, every horrible thing is influenced by him. Him and his followers. He and Raava were at constant war, but she always managed to keep him under control. She swore her services to the Light and only the Light. But she wasn't prepared for what happened next."
Korra flipped the page and gasped at what she saw. It was an image of Wan, the same man she saw of the statue back at the palace, and Raava…holding hands and gazing lovingly at one another. She knew those gazes, she had seen those gazes, she had experienced those gazes.
"They were in love." she concluded, tracing her fingers against the stunning image.
"And love, once it is chosen, is an incredibly powerful thing. Vaatu knew of this and did all in his power to keep them apart. However, because of Raava's love for Wan, she was slowly becoming human. Vaatu saw this as his chance. He created an entire army of dark spirits, controlling them against their wills, spreading chaos all across the world. Wan and Raava were not about to let that happen. But with Raava's dying powers, there was not much she could do and she refused to leave Wan, knowing Vaatu would come after him the moment they parted. And so, they swore to work together. Traveling to each Lion Turtle city, Wan gained the ability to bend all four elements. Every time Raava touched him, her spirit power allowed him to switch from bending power to bending power. Finally, they were ready to face Vaatu, the three of them had an all out battle during Harmonic Convergence. It's a moment that happens once every ten thousand years, when the portals unite, and it is always where Raava and Vaatu did battle to determine the fate of the world. Vaatu lost every time to his sister, but this time he was determined to win. Wan's power wasn't enough alone, and Raava's power was fading. She couldn't let the one she loved die and so, she gave up her immortality and gave all of her spiritual power to Wan, granting him the Avatar Spirit. With his new powers, he defeated Vaatu, imprisoning him within the Tree of Time. But using the last amount of power he had, he closed one of the portals to trap him and Raava, but Harmonic Convergence was already over and he no longer had any power over anything anymore. Wan then closed the portal of the south and he and the now human Raava escaped, but sadly, she passed away in his arms, for a spirit can never truly become human. From then on, Wan always carried a piece of Raava with her. Her symbol of true love had transcended from Avatar to Avatar, inspiring them to help all in need and fulfill their destiny in bringing balance to the world."
Twilight, Rainbow and Sunset couldn't help but cry. "That's the saddest story I've ever heard!" Twilight said while crying.
"One of the portals was closed by love, the other by hatred. The one you opened was the one only a person with a pure heart could open. Everything that happened since then was to make your heart grow bitter and angry so you could open the second portal. For only an Avatar with a heart of darkness could open it."
Everything started to become clear to Korra now, "So…the civil war, framing my father, all of that was to get me to turn my back on my family?"
"Exactly. For some reason, I don't know why, Unalaq wants to release Vaatu during harmonic Convergence, which is only a few weeks away, but now he can't without you."
"But that still doesn't explain why Mako and Asami acted like that!"
"I'm afraid, I can't answer that for you." her father confessed sadly before he gave her a reassuring smile, "But now, now there's still hope. I thought I'd never see you again. And look at you, you're the spitting image of your mother."
Tonraq reached over to cup Korra's cheek with his hand but, to his surprise, Korra swiped his hand away and stood up, facing him. "I accept the fact that you are my father and I can understand why you've been gone for so long. But if you think we're going to start holding hands and sing 'zip-a-dee-doo-dah' round a camp fire I'll take a rain check."
"Korra!" P'Li was rather surprised by this girl's reaction. She had reunited with her long lost father and this was the reaction she gave him?
"Maybe we can catch up later, but right now I need to focus on stoping this war. I've procrastinated long enough."
Zaheer stood up, trying to reason with the girl. "Korra, I'm sorry you were hurt by your uncle. No one blames you for being deceived. But if you allow the Light to guide you you will find the truth you seek. You just have to believe."
"I have believed!" she spatted back at him without restriction, "All my life I've listened to my heart and now It's failed everyone! I tried to be patient, I tried to be generous, I tried to do the right thing but no mater how hard I try, no mater how much effort I put, I ended up hurting people and getting hurt in the process! I only had one job-one job!-and I messed up. All because I cared way too much, that clouded my judgement and I ended up trusting the wrong people and people I should have trusted I betrayed! How can I trust my heart now when it's so clearly failed me in nearly everything lately?"
"Even the human heart doesn't have all the answers." said Zaheer, "That doesn't mean it can't learn and grow like you. Our hearts were dark and empty once, but now they are anew. Things can change Korra, but you need to take the first step too."
"And I will. I'm going to stop this war."
"You can't while you're carrying all of this pain and heartache. Nobody can win like this."
"Why not? For once in my life, I'm finally seeing things clearly. Maybe I do need to have this so I won't be foolish again."
"You know that's not true."
"Oh, no? And who's to say somebody else won't lose their lives in all of this? Wan and Raava fought for what was right and one of them died!" she pointed to her father, "You fought to protect me and you ended up alone! People always preach that 'love is worth fighting for'. Well, if that's so…then maybe it comes at much too high a cost. I'm not a little kid anymore…so it's time I started acting like it."
With that, Korra left the house. The three adults looked on in dismay. They had tried, but this stubborn teenager had made up her mind. They needed to be patent with her or else Unalaq's plan would succeed. And worse, without neither of them or even Korra knowing, the single dark strand of hair she had…grew bigger.
Just like the bitterness in her heart.
(~)
Varrick happily skipped along the hallways of Future Industries, ready to discuss business with Asami. After hearing about what happened to her warehouse full of mecha tanks, he was more than happy to help her in her dilemma. As he went, he sang a happy tune with his assistant Zhu Li behind him.
Oh, in the jungle
The mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight!
Oh, in the jungle
The mighty jungle
The lions sleeps-"I can't hear you, Zhu Li! Back me up"-A-weeeeeeeehh! Ba-bum-bu-eh!
Once he ended the song he was close to Asami's doors, that led to her office. However, he stopped when he heard her voice coming form inside.
"I told you, they'll get their weapons as soon as possible. Then make time, you moron!"
Varrick arched an eyebrow in curiosity. This did not sound like the Asami Sato he knew. Silencing Zhu Li, which wasn't necessary since she was already silent from the start, he peeked into the keyhole and listened in on the conversation she was having on the phone, while admiring herself in a full body mirror, which he had no idea was there to begin with. She was even wearing a new outfit, consisting of midnight black and dark blue colors, along with a jacket with long sleeves and a high collar, making her look fabulously wicked.
"Relax, with that loser beat down cop locked up and the police on our side, we've got nothing to worry about. His brother's about as smart as a rice cake, he's no issue. There's nobody else to stand in my way, so with that in mind, I want those mecha tanks on their way to our northern clients, pronto! They want to win this war so badly we'll give them what they want. So stop your whining and get the job done before you end up in the slammer just like him!"
She angrily hung up the phone and Varrick's eyes widened in horror while Asami twirled in her new outfit, gazing at her reflection.
"And especially with that little Avatar out of the way, I'm going to be swimming in money for the rest of my life!" her expression briefly showed signs of regret, "Though, that would mean a few lives would be…well, no more." her smile returned, "Oh, well! The sacrifices you make for your company."
Varrick covered his mouth to keep himself from gasping. Muffling to Zhi Lu, who still showed no reaction, told her to quietly leave the place. He knew what he needed to do now.
(~)
Mako hatted prison. The smell, the closed doors, the loneliness. It was terrible. His own brother wasn't speaking to him, Korra was missing and Asami, sweet generous Asami, had thrown him in jail. He so wished he could talk to somebody. Anybody. His prayers were answered when he heard voices coming from his window cell.
"Mako! Mako!"
"Hu?" he looked up, shocked to find the four dragon birds he knew so well. "Pinkie Pie? Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy? What are you guys doing here?" he asked as they flew downwards.
"Okay, how are we going to do this?" Applejack asked her friends.
"How should I know?" Rarity replied, "This was still a long shot."
Mako rapidly shook his head in disbelief. Did these creatures just…talk? He wiggled his fingers into his ears to make sure he wasn't going crazy.
"Well what plan did you have, Rarity?"
"Don't ask me! I was just following you. We all were."
"Please, enough fighting." Fluttershy intervened, speaking in her soft spoken tone.
This was enough to convince Mako, "Did…did you guys just talk?"
"Hu?!" the dragon birds were just as surprised.
"You mean, you can understand us?" Rarity asked.
"I…I think so."
"But-but I thought only Korra could understand us." said Pinkie Pie.
Mako tried to think of an explanation for this, but then again stranger things have happened. First with Korra's hair turning white, and glowing when she sang, the dark spirits turning pure again, and that weird thing that made him unable to speak the truth, Asami acting like a complete witch, and now dragon birds were talking to him like normal people. Either he was having a mental breakdown or there was indeed a much stronger force working here. Then, he remembered the moment Korra kissed him to break the spell.
"Korra's kiss…after we kissed my voice went back to normal." it was a long shot, but maybe Korra's kiss did more than just cure whatever it was that he had. He squatted down to the dragon birds, speaking to them. "Okay, you guys can talk, I'll work with this. You know Korra as well as anybody, do you know what happened to her?"
"She was attacked by a dark spirit!" Pinkie Pie explained, "it was huge and dark and it came out of the water like a giant sea serpent but then Eska and Desna came in and attacked Korra but were scarred off and that thing swallowed Korra whole, along with Twilight, Sunset and Rainbow Dash, and now we have no idea where they could possibly be!"
"Wait, Korra was swallowed by a dark spirit?!"
"We have no idea what happened!" Rarity said in despair, "I fear the worse."
She wasn't the only one. Mako suddenly lot the feeling in his knees and got down, handing his head, his hands clenching into fists against the stone cold floor. Could it be that Korra…the vivacious and full of life Korra…was gone?
"No…no, she can't be gone."
"I refuse to believe that." said Applejack, "I still believe Korra's out there. I just know it."
"But, Applejack, what you said-"
"I don't care about what the evidence says, what do you believe, Mako?"
"I…I don't know." he didn't want to think she was gone, but what other explanation could there be. Still, there was a small piece in his heart, something he never knew he could have before he met Korra, was telling him to think otherwise. It was telling him to have faith, to believe.
"I want to believe she's still alive."
"There ya go, partner."
Saying this words, and having these girls' support was what he really needed right now. The moment came to a halt when the door of his cell opened and one of the police officers appeared.
"Good news kid, your friend is here to bail you out?"
"What friend?"
Varrick immediately entered the cell, shoving the guard aside once he did, jogging in place as if he had the biggest news to tell him. But based on the expression on his face, it couldn't have been good.
"Mako! Mako! Mako! Quit talking to your little song birds and listen up!" he stopped jogging in place so he could explain, "Okay, I was on my way to Asami's office, you know to discuss business industrial type stuff, and then, then I heard her talking on the phone about sending weapons to the north to help them win in the war without the cops knowing, then she confessed to framing you and then she was watching herself in the mirror while spinning in a new outfit that could put a goth chick to shame!" he took Mako by the shoulder, frantically shaking him, "Do you hear what I'm telling you?! Asami Sato has turned into a two-faced, no good lying, cheating spawn of Hades!"
Mako aggressively shoved Varrick aside, "You sure you heard her right?"
"Have I ever been wrong? I mean when it's important!"
Mako then suddenly smiled in relief, tracing his fingers through his hair. "No way! This is fantastic!"
Varrick crossed his arms and arched an eyebrow, "Geeh, you're really chocked up about this, aren't ya?"
"No, you believe me! This means Bolin will too! Have you talked with him ye?"
"No, I thought about busting you out first and then we can both tell him what happened. I figured he'd believe both of us at the same time."
Mako was rather surprised, "Wow. You're not as dense as you look, Varrick."
"I get that a lot!"
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"She's what?!" Bolin still could not believe what his brother and new friend had just said. It was not an easy thing to believe. "I don't know what's crazier, the fact that my girlfriend is part of a secret conspiracy! Or that my brother can talk to birds now!"
Mako narrowed his eyes No matter how you spun it, it was still a very strange, and even funny, thing to think about. Even funnier knowing it was reality.
"I wouldn't have believed it either if I haven't heard it with my own ears!" Varrick said.
"But, Asami would never do something like this. There's got to be some kind of explanation."
"There is." said Mako, "Remember when I couldn't say the truth? I realized that back at the south pole, Unalaq's assistant Yuki gave me and Asami two apples."
"You hate apples."
"I only took two bites but Asami ate both of them."
"You're saying she voodooed those fruits?" Varrick asked.
"I know it sounds crazy, but it makes perfect sense. This all started after we left, and not long after Yuki gave them to us. I woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat and my voice felt like it was being controlled. Since I didn't eat much of it, the only thing it effected was my voice, but since Asami ate more than one bite it effected not only her integrity but her entire personality and consciousness."
"Mako, ordinarily I'd say you were crazy, but after everything that's happened to us up until now, I'd believe anything."
"But how did you get back to normal?" Varrick asked the firebender.
"When Korra kissed me. It broke the spell."
"Ah-ha! True Love's Kiss breaks any curse! Of course!"
"So, I just have to kiss Asami?" Bolin asked, already getting excited that this whole thing might be resolved in a short amount of time, "But wait, how am I going to do that? She won't let me go near her."
"Maybe we can knock her out with a frying pan!" Varrick suggested, waving his hands together as if hitting something. "You can smooch her while she sleeps!" The two brothers looked at him like he was mad, "What? I saw it in a mover once. Frying pans are a serious leather weapon."
Mako pondered for a moment, "Actually, I think Varrick's onto something." he said, much to his brother's shock.
"Mind filling me in?"
"We wait until Asami's fallen asleep, sneak into her room and you kiss her."
"As much as I like the idea of kissing Asami again, sneaking into her room seems pretty extreme."
"Believe me, it's the last thing I'd suggest but we have no other choice." his eyes narrowed when Varrick took out an object from the kitchen, "We're not using the frying pan." he said bluntly, making Varrick pout in disappointment.
"And what if it doesn't work?" Bolin asked fearfully.
"Then it'll be lights out for all of us."
(~)
The soothing sounds of hummingbirds' wings and the gentle sound of frogs croaking gave the atmosphere a very soothing vibe. Korra sat on a rock, nearby a lovely lilly-pad river. However, she wasn't enjoying the scenery at all, she was far too focused on her plan to stop Unalaq. Her dragon birds remained beside her, Sunset Shimmer ruffled her wet feathers after taking a dip in the shallow end of the water. Korra was tracing her plan out on the soft area of a rock with a stick.
"Okay, if I get word from Fire Lord Izumi about the war, her submarines can-" she was interrupted when Sunset shook her feathers dry, wetting Korra's face, "Sunset, focus!"
"Relax, Korra. Look around you. This place is gorgeous."
"In case you haven't noticed, we've got bigger problems to deal with. I can't afford to goof around."
"But don't you find something…magical about this place?"
"If by "magical" you mean "creepy" because that frog's been making goo-goo eyes at me for the past hour!" she pointed her thumb to one of the spirit frogs, which was colored blue instead of the usual green, and was indeed gazing at the Avatar with a loving glance, even puckering his lips, awaiting for a kiss. "Not gonna happen, froggy!" she stated, making the creature pout sadly before jumping away.
Twilight landed on her friend's shoulder, "Korra, I know you're feeling stressed right now but maybe P'Li and Zaheer are right. You haven't really been yourself since-"
"Let's not focus on the past." Korra interrupted while swatting Twilight away, much to the later's surprise. "And I especially don't want to talk about you-know-who." but while her expression was stoic and firm, her heart was still in pain. The dragon birds wanted to get through to her, but she just wasn't opening up. She had been hurt intensely, not by just one but many people. And to make matters even worse, the main person she was angry with was herself. Her own compassion brought her destruction, no wonder she was so closed up now. It truly was sad.
Her thoughts were interrupted when a familiar masculine voice was heard. But rather, instead of talking, it was singing.
The waves roll low
And the waves roll high
And so it goes
Under a bright blue endless sky
Waves try to measure
The days that we treasure
Wave hello, and wave goodbye….
Korra knew the lyrics to those words perfectly. She couldn't believe it, it was the same lullaby her uncle sang to her when she first met him. She didn't even look up but sat upright, hugging her legs when her father sat beside her.
"Your mother and I use to sing you that song every night." he said, "And the last time we saw you."
The girl didn't even look at him. She didn't want to. Seeing him, believe it or not, was painful. She knew he wanted to make up for all the years she missed seeing her grow up, but after all she had been through, it wouldn't be fair to be joyful now. She didn't feel now was the time for happy sappy moments. They were hurting far too much.
"I'm sorry for not being there when you needed me. You have every right to be upset and I understand that you're dealing with…a lot of things at the moment but…"
"Look, Tonraq, I really don't want to talk ri-"
"But I do. You're my daughter and…I want to talk to you."
"We have talked." she replied bluntly, her eyes still on her schematics on the rock.
"That's not the kind of talking I meant. I've traveled half of the world, grieving, hating myself for not haven been there for you. I would cry myself to sleep every single night thinking about you. And now here you are. This, for me, is a gift. A miracle I've been dreaming of for so long and now…please let's talk."
She knew this was was not going to quit. Apparently, this was where she got her stubbornness from. She sighed and finally looked up at him. "Okay. What do you want to talk about?"
"We're together, amazingly, and I can't help but…think you're not happy about it."
The look on his face filled Korra's heart with guilt, "No, I am. I'm glad I found you and you're alive, this is…great and amazing but…"
"But?"
"You see…here's the thing, no matter what the circumstances, for seventeen years I never knew anything about my parents and I never had any hope of finding someone from my bloodline. Ever. But after I became the Avatar, and found out how and why you were never in my life, I never blamed you for what happened. Then Amon told me you had a brother who was still alive and…something just…compelled me to want to know more about my family. My birth family. I finally did when I met Unalaq." tears began to form in her eyes, "But then he turned on me. I did nothing but show him love and trust and he betrayed me. Do you have any idea how it feels to be tossed aside by somebody of your own blood? It feels like a knife stabbing you in the chest!"
Tonraq's own heart started to break as well. "But I'm not Unalaq. I will never do what he did to you. Don't you trust that?"
"I want to. I want to trust again, I want to believe that things will get better if I just have faith but…that's not enough. Not anymore. Everything I ever knew, everything I ever loved, I saw it slip through my fingers." realizing she was getting too emotional, she wiped her tears away and tried to regain her composure. "No good deep goes unpunished."
To her surprise, Tonraq wiped away the single tear that managed to escape her eye, "When you do good and suffer for it you endure." Korra looked at him curiously at the phrase he was reciting. "Wan suffered greatly in his lifetime, just like you did, just as me, Zaheer, P'Li, Unalaq, Amon, everyone did. And he made mistakes just like we all do. But after our suffering, came happiness. Wan and Raava suffered, but they found meaning in their suffering, they left a great example of Love and Light, so that we may all follow that very example."
That was enough for Korra to take once she stood up, "Thanks for the talk." was all she said before walking away. She didn't want to hear any more of what he needed to say.
For she already heard all she needed to hear. Even if, for the moment, it was hard for her to listen.
(~)
The three men, plus dragon birds, commenced their plan. At the dawn of night they made their way into Asami's mansion. They hid behind a bush, slightly peeking out at seeing bodyguards posted out front. There have never been body guards there before, but apparently Asami wasn't taking any chances in the mater.
While the boys were crunched down, Varrick's eyes darted around the place, "Body guards." he said, "I hate body guards. Unless they're my body guards in which case they're okay."
"So what's the plan of getting past those guys?" Pinkie Pie asked Mako, who was technically the leader in this operation.
"Live bait." he responded.
"Good idea…hey!"
"Come on, Pinkie. You girls got to create a diversion."
"What are they suppose to do?" Varrick asked, "Dress in drags and do the hula?…where'd they go?"
The three men heard the sound of banging metal and saw the two guards unconscious on the ground. The dragon birds wand Fluttershy carried the second. Varrick smiled proudly at the two.
"What'd I tell ya? Frying pans are leather weapons!"
With the guards out cold, the boys made their way over the large marble fence to the garden and walked up to the tall white building with a single balcony and window where Asami's room was. Varrick twirled a grabbling hook and hurled it towards the balcony.
"Where did you get a garbling hook?" Mako asked in surprise.
"I'm always ready for anything."
Bolin was the first to climb up the rope, followed by Mako and Varrick, who pulled the rope upwards once they arrived. Bolin walked in deeper into the room where the kingsized bed rested. As expected, Asami was sleeping soundly, her long raven hair spread across her pillows and her hand resting on her chest. Despite everything she had done, in Bolin's eyes, she was still beautiful. There wasn't anything he wanted more than to place his lips over hers. Gently caressing her face, he slowly started to lean in.
Varrick couldn't contain his suspense, "I'm so nervous. Mako, will you hold my hand?"
"What? No."
"Zhu Li always holds my hand when I'm nervous."
Realizing he wasn't going to stop, Mako, very angrily, complied. Varrick's eyes were shimmering with delight as Bolin's lips were only inches away from Asami's.
"Please…come back to me." he said in a whisper. It was so close, only a few more seconds and…
The lights went on, causing Varrick to jump up into Mako's arms like a scared little kid, much to his annoyance. Bolin suddenly felt a powerful grip on his neck, nearly chocking him. Asami's eyes opened wide and she smiled wickedly at him.
"Did you think it as going to be that easy?"
Before he could react, Bolin was punched in the face and fell onto the floor. Asami got out of her, revealing she was wearing cloths the whole time.
"You knew?!" Bolin asked in disbelief, "How?!"
"Let's just say, a little birdie told me."
"You talk to birds now too?" Varrick asked in disbelief, right before Mako angrily tossed him aside and he landed on the floor.
"How could you have know about this?" Mako asked demandingly, "Only me, Bolin and Varrick knew."
"True…but so did Zhu Li."
Varrick jerked back upwards in shock, "Zhu Li?!"
"I offered her some cash, a spot as my new weapons specialist and she sang like a canary."
Varrick could not believe his own ears. His own assistant betrayed him. He stomped his foot angrily, "This is what I get for hiring a former hit-woman!"
"You hired a hit-woman as your assistant?!" Mako asked in disbelief.
"She got out for good behavior."
Asami had had enough of this idiocy. She placed on a mask over her face and tossed a smoke bomb onto the floor, releasing a green gas into the room. Bolin was the last one to see her before his vision became blurry.
(~)
It was night and Korra was at her rope's end. Pacing back and forth in a wide grassy field underneath the moonlight, thinking on what to do next. A million thoughts were buzzing in her head at this point.
"This is crazy." she said to herself, "What does any of this prove anyway, it won't change anything. I can't change the past." she slowly stopped her pacing and looked upwards into the night sky, shouting loudly with anger, "Hello! Any past Avatars up there listening?! I could use some help here! I thought you'd always be there for me!…but you're not." she got down on her knees, crying. "I don't blame you. It's all my fault. It's my fault."
The only things keeping her company were the moon and the sound of crickets…and humming?
Korra wiped away her tears and looked up, noticing one of the tree branches moving up and down and a silhouette among them. One look and she knew who it was. But she wasn't in the mood right now. She got back up and continued to walk away, but her new companion was not giving up so easily.
Walking over a log over a small pond, she looked down, seeing her reflection. Back on the island, she would look at herself, in hopes that one day she would see someone worth wild. But now, now she saw nothing. She didn't see a sparkle in her eye, or even joy, regardless of the colorful flowers in her hair. Sighing, she sat down, laying on the log just gazing down. She jerked up when a rock fell into the pond, followed by that humming sound again. She looked upwards and saw Aye-Aye, swigging and humming happily, making her scoff and stand back up.
"Come on, will you cut that out?"
"Can't cut it out, it'll grow right back." the lemur spirit joked, but Korra only turned away in annoyance. But it seemed he wasn't going to leave her alone.
"Will you stop following me? What do you want?"
Aye-Aye stopped right in front of her, "I believe the question is, what do you …want?"
"What I want? Well for starters, how about a way off of this island so I can stop my crazy uncle from wiping out the entire south pole along with my family!"
"Is that all? Well, I have the answer to that." he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and whispered, "Just listen carefully…" Korra did listen, but then pouted when all that came out of Aye-Aye's voice was more humming. This clearly wasn't going anywhere.
"Enough already!" she exclaimed as she shooed him off of her, "What's all that singing suppose to mean anyway?"
"It means you're a lemur…and I'm not!" Aye-Aye laughed at his joke.
Korra rolled her eyes and walked pass him, "Yeah, I think being on his island has made you a little confused."
"Wrong!" he stopped her when he suddenly manifested himself in front of Korra, pointing a finger at the nose. "I'm not the one who's confused, you don't even know what you need."
"Oh, and I suppose you know?" she asked sarcastically in yet another attempt to walk away.
"Sure do. Maybe we can start by talking with your grandfather."
"Oh, another long lost relative? Great."
"No, your grandpa Aang."
This was enough to get her attention. Aye-Aye was a spirit, which meant he could somehow communicate with Aang's spirit. She quickly turned around to ask him more but he was already off again.
"No, wait!" she ran after him once he stopped and sat on a bolder, in a lotus position. "You've talked to Aang before?"
"In a way, yes." he said in a meditation-like tone of voice, to which she wasn't sure if he was serious or just playing again. "I am talking to you, thus I am talking to him."
Korra should have known he was playing yet another of his tricks on her. Her shoulders dropped and her patience was wearing thin, not that she had much to start with this whole time.
"Well, I hate to tell you this, but I can't talk with my past lives. I've tried, it hasn't worked."
"Nope! Wrong again!" Aye-Aye jumped up and laughed, "He still lives, and I will show him to you. Just follow old, Aye-Aye. He knows the way. Come on!"
She didn't know what came over her. Maybe it was curiosity, maybe it was boredom, maybe it was she was loosing her mind. Whatever it was, the next thing Korra knew, she was following the lemur spirit into a dark corner of the forest. The opening was covered in tree branches, all entangled together, with a few spaces for her to walk though. She felt like a cat trying to pry through a crazy maze house. It wasn't that hard, she managed to get through the branches, even remove the leaves that were on her face.
"Don't slow down!" she heard Aye-Aye say from one of the branches above, "Hurry up!"
"Wait up, will you?" she followed the spirit, who was moving even faster than she was. One moment he was above her on a branch, the next he was right in front of her in only a few short feet in distance. Non the less, whatever it was that was pulling her, she followed. It was so strong she didn't even question it. She felt light on her feet and fell into a hole, getting covered in leaves, but she had not lost Aye-Aye. She continued her way through the branches, removing leaves and anything that blocked her path. She could hear his laughter, growing louder, a clear sign she was getting closer to wherever it was he was leading her. For a moment, the laughing stopped but she kept on going until…
"Stop!"
A hand revealed itself to her and she stopped her running on the spot. Aye-Aye told her to be silent and showed her a pathway through the grass. "Look here." he said in a whisper.
Hesitantly, Korra emerged from the crazy vine habitat and entered into yet another clear jungle opening, with tall grass that felt soft and warm against her skin as she walked through them. The filed ended around a large crater-like opening, filled with soft rounded rocks, like the kind you find near a river, and walked towards what appeared to be some kind of glowing water. The water was unlike anything she had ever seen, the liquid sparkled like stars and the foam was as white as her hair. She immediately recognized this place.
"This is a spirit oasis." she said in awe, "I thought there only existed one."
"Look closer."
Korra did as he said, but found nothing really special to look at. "That's not Aang. That's just my reflection."
"No…look harder…" he hovered his long finger a few inches above the water before gently tapping it, causing ripples to form. "See the ripples?"
"What about them?"
"So small at first, but look how they grow. But someone has to start them."
"Is there a point to this?"
Aye-Aye responded only by gesturing her to look down at the waters. Suddenly, her image began to change and shift into that of a man with pale skin, soft brown eyes, a dark beard and a bald head with an arrow over it and wearing orange clothing like her adopted father. Korra could not believe her own eyes, it was as if he was starring directly at her in the flesh.
"You see?…he lives in you."
This moment was so surreal. Aang looked so close she could reach out and touch him. Her hand took over and reached over towards the image, maybe it was true and this was indeed him. Or maybe the island madness was starting to get to her.
She got her answer when the tip of her finger made contact with the water. She fell backwards when the waters started to turn into a shimmering gold color and rise up surrounding the entire area. The grassy fields disappeared, surrounding everything with water, which was all changing in multiple colors unlike anything Korra has ever seen. She began to see images within the water, images of animals, emerging in and out of the waters, happily living out their lives. It was like stepping into a dream, this couldn't all be real she thought. White water began surrounding her before creating a white puddle in front of her. A figure began to rise up and the waters dripped from his body. This was the one man she never once got a chance to meet.
"Aang?"
The Avatar before her smiled with such love and admiration for her. He spread open his arms, welcoming her. Tears rolled down her eyes and the young girl wrapped her arms around him. He felt real, with flesh and bones. He was real and true, He was alive. She felt his hand gently caress her hair which only made her weep more.
"It's you. It's really you."
"It is me, Korra. I've never forgotten you. But you've forgotten me."
Korra gasped and looked up at her deceased grandfather like a little child would, "No! How could I?"
"You have forgotten who you are, so forgotten me."
"I don't understand."
"I can see the pain and hurt you have inside your heart, Korra. That pain is the reason why many have lost themselves, and it is a path you are slowly heading towards. Many live under the illusion that we deserve a problem free life and part of you is still hungering for the resolution of all your difficulties. But that's a false hope because in this life there will always be difficulties, no matter what. Don't seek perfection in this fallen world Korra, but place your energy into seeking the Light." he placed his hands over her shoulder, while caressing her face lovingly, "Look inside yourself, Korra. You are more than what you have become. You must take your place, and the role you have been given."
"How can I go back now? What if people won't believe me?"
"People didn't always believe me either, but that shouldn't stop you. If you keep your eyes set on the Truth then you will be able to see past the wolf's clothing."
"But what if I fail? I never asked to be the Avatar."
"Remember who you are. You are my granddaughter, and the one true Avatar." suddenly, much too soon than she would have wished, he released her and his body began to rise up into the night sky, "Remember who you are."
"No! Please, don't leave me! Grandpa!" Korra reached out her hand to grab a hold of him, but it was too late. The colorful waters around her began to disappear, slowly moving back into the pond it once rested and Aang's voice faded into the night.
"Remember…"
Korra got down on her knees, looking up into the night, "Don't leave me."
"Remember…"
His voice faded and no longer could she see his kind eyes, no longer could she feel his warm, strong embrace. He was gone…but was he really?
(~)
Bolin was he first one to open his eyes, only to realize his mouth was covered in a white cloth and he and the others were tied up to chains on his wrists and ankles. Mako and Varrick were still out cold and also gagged. He looked at his soundings, finding the dragon birds locked up in a cage, chirping for mercy, and Triple Threats surrounding him laughing with wicked glee until Asami, wearing a full body black outfit and a side braid approached him.
"I will admit, you trying to snap me out of it with a kiss was really sweet. But now it's time for you to take a long nap." she nodded her head to her lackeys and using all of their strength, they pulled the men towards the docks, where they would drown. Thankfully, Bolin remembered that he always carried a lock pick in his back pocket. He managed to reach into it with his fingers and used it to loosen the shackles, but it was already too late, they were only inches away from being tossed into the ocean. Bolin managed to break free of his gag and cried out to the woman he once knew.
"Asami! I know you can hear me and I know the old you is still in there!" while he spoke, Asami simply rolled her eyes, "No matter what you do, no matter how much you keep hurting people, I swear with all of my heart, I will never stop loving you! Do you hear me?! I make a vow of everlasting love to you, Asami Sato! I will never stop loving you, even in death, do you hear me?! ALWAYS!"
Always…always….always…always…
For a brief moment, Asami's eyes softened but she quickly brushed those feelings aside when the men tossed the three men into the cold ocean, letting them down. The triple threats all high fived one another in victory, and Asami tried to smile…but something about his words just…did something to her. She tried to ignore them but, they sounded so true. So real, so heartfelt. Even what she did, he still loved her. After all the wicked things she did, he still loved her. She knew she didn't deserve his love anymore, but he still gave it to her none the less. For a moment, it was as if the fog had lifted from her eyes, a light started to shine in her eyes and all of a sudden, all wicked thoughts, desires and thoughts left her. For one single moment, her heart felt like it was beating for somebody else other than herself.
Her eyes closed shut before reopening, a golden tear fell from her eyes before falling into the floor, turning into black goop. Her senses became clear once more.
"Bolin!"
Without thinking twice, she dove down into the cold sea. The heiress dove down deeper and deeper until she spotted Bolin, his hands were free, but his ankles were not. Using her hair pin, she unlocked his ankles, freeing him. Together, they carried Mako and Varrick up to the surface. Asami used her hair pin to remove Mako's shackles on his ankles, which made it easier for them to swim upwards. Once they reached the surface, the four of them took in a large heaping of oxygen.
Varrick was in a state of shock, "What just happened?!"
Mako looked at the heiress in surprise, realizing that her eyes no longer carried a sense of wickedness of evil intentions…but kindness and sincerity. This was the Asami he knew. The Asami they all knew. He looked towards his brother, who was smiling in thanks to their savior.
"You saved us." he said, nearly out of breath.
It was then, Mako came to a stunning realization, "Your vow. True love really did break the spell."
"But, I thought it needed to be a kiss." Bolin said.
"There's more than one way to show love, you know."
Asami, though still a bit disoriented, had never felt more relieved than she did right now. The four of them managed to make it to shore safe and sound, to which Asami quickly wrapped her arms around Bolin's neck and locking his lips with hers.
The triple threats were incredibly confused by all of this. "Uh…what just happened boss?" one of them asked.
Once the kiss ended, Asami turned towards them. "Change of plans boys." even though they had seen her smirk before, this particular one did not suit them well. Not one bit.
Apparently, their luck had finally run out.
(~)
The next morning, Korra watched the waves crash against the shoreline. Her mind was still drifting back to last night. She kept on wondering if it was all a dream or not. It felt so real.
"Interesting weather, last night." a voice was heard from behind her. It was Zaheer, who sat down beside her. "Aye-Aye told me you found the oasis. Nice place, isn't it?"
"Yeah." was all she responded, her mind still deep in thought. The wind picked up and Zaheer took in a deep breath.
"The winds are changing." he said, "Change is good, don't you think?"
"More like; Not easy."
"Something on your mind?"
"This island. That oasis, it…it did strange things to my mind. I thought I saw my grandfather. He looked so real."
"Yeah, I figured that would happen."
Korra's eyes snapped open and she looked at him, "What?! You knew about the oasis and you didn't tell me?!"
"You never asked."
Korra scoffed in shock, "You are a seriously twisted old man, you know that?"
"I'm not that old." the teenager groaned in frustration but Zaheer kept his patience, "Amazing. Both your father and grandfather give you advice you need and yet you still keep trying to do things your own way."
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"Korra, you are already an incredibly smart, kind and courageous young woman…but that doesn't mean you have all the answers or are incapable of making mistakes. When people are focused only on their own path, they blind themselves to the possibility of another."
"Grandpa said something similar last night." she said, her mind going back to his warm smile and hugs that made her feel safe. "He said we shouldn't seek perfection in a fallen world, but place our energy into seeking the Light."
"He's right, you know. Pain, suffering…those things can change a person greatly. People keep blaming everything else for their problems, not realizing the cause of most of their problems are themselves."
"Are you saying what happened to me was my fault?!"
"Of course not. You didn't plan on your uncle deceiving you, but don't blame yourself for his choice. Many people think they have hundreds of choices, like what to eat for breakfast, what to wear, even what you name your child. But those are just minor choices. In reality, there are only two choices: Light or dark. But because we are all born with the capacity for both the line between becomes blurry. That is how I fell. For years, I never believed I deserved forgiveness. But your father proved me wrong. He forgave me and P'Li for what we did, even if it was hard. The moment I realized I could be forgiven, I felt an incredible weight being lifted off of me."
"You were set free." she concluded.
"Exactly. You can forgive anybody else Korra, but the one person you have not forgiven yet is yourself. You can never truly understand what your father and grandfather have said if you don't let your mistakes go instead of wondering what might have been. Everybody can be forgiven…even somebody like me. With that, you are forgiven as well, you just have to see that."
The words he said seemed to be the last bit of the puzzle. Everything her father, Aang and Zaheer have said to this point was making more and more sense to her by the minute. Tonraq told her that love is always worth fighting for, even if it's hard and it may not always lead to a happy ending. Aang told her that by forgetting all she had learned growing up, about love and family and honor, she had forgotten him and what she stood for. She was so caught up in her own misery she could not see it. He made her realize some things we just can't control, but that doesn't mean we should stop moving forward and do what is right, even if sacrifices will be made. And now, Zaheer told her that she needed to forgive herself in order to fully understand. Now she did. Maybe that was the missing piece she needed to do.
Zaheer stood up and kindly patted her head before leaving her to her thoughts. He knew she needed some alone time to think. And think she did.
A million thoughts in my head
Should I let my heart keep listening?
Cause up till now I've walked the line
Nothing lost
But something missing
Time to decide what's wrong what's right
Which way should I go?
Standing up, and looking up at the sky, Korra did something she hadn't done since she arrived on the island and a long time since…she prayed.
If only I knew what my heart was telling me
Don't know what I'm feeling
Is this just a dream?
Oh, oh, yeah
If only I could read the signs in front of me
I could find a way to
Who I'm meant to be
Oh, oh
Please, show me
Please show me…
Every step, every word
With every hour I'm falling in
To something new
To something brave
To someone I
I have never been
I need to decide
What's wrong, what's right
Which way should I go?
If only I knew what my heart was telling me
Don't know what I'm feeling
Is this just a dream?
Oh, oh, yeah
If only I could read the signs in front of me
I could find a way to
Who I'm meant to be
Oh, oh
Please, show me
Yeah!
Am I crazy?
Maybe, this could happen!
Yeah
Will you still be with me
When the magic's all run out…?
…
Now I know what my heart is telling me
Now know what I'm feeling
This is not a dream!
Oh, oh!
Finally, I can read the
Signs in front of me
I can find the way to
Who I'm meant to be!
Oh, oh!
Please, show me
Yeah!
Please, show me
Yeah!
Please show me!
Yeah!
Please show me!
Please show me…
Show me...
As her long white braid danced against the wind, the single dark strand of hair that had appeared beforehand…was now gone completely. As was the bitterness Korra had in her heart. Her doors were open once more. And she was never closing them again.
(~)
1 Peter 2:20-21~
For what credit is it if, when you sin and are beaten for it, you endure? But if when you do good and suffer for it you endure, this is a gracious thing in the sight of God. For to this you have been called, because Christ also suffered for you, leaving you an example, so that you might follow in his steps.
I hope I did the Asami turning good again okay. I had writers block there.
Until next time, God bless *kiss kiss*
P.S. the song is a parody of "If only" from Disney Descendants.