Korra locked the door behind her, "What are you doing, Amon?"
Jinora's body smiled, "I'm impressed, Avatar, you recognized me through my eyes alone," Amon sat on the ground in a meditative position, "What are you going to do about it?"
"Give Jinora back her body!" Korra ordered him.
"Korra, put yourself in my shoes. If you were dead for five years, would you be eager to return to being dead," Amon grinned from ear to ear, "And with power such as this girl's, I never want to return to being dead!"
Korra banged her head against the wall, "Why can't I just have a normal wedding, why did ghosts have to start showing up? Why?" Korra banged her head against the wall repeatedly, "I just wanted to get married."
Amon took a deep breath as he walked out of the room, "Because my plans take higher precedence than your wedding," Amon laughed as he closed the door to Korra.
Jinora's body ran away from the door when Amon saw Korra's fist in the metal, "Better run away!"
Mako looked up at Air Temple Island's tower at his brother looking through the sky, "Bolin! What are you doing?!"
"He's waiting for Varrick. He has plans for a dramatic entrance for the wedding," Zhu Li explained as she walked to Mako, "My husband was very vague about his plans."
"Is he going to stay up there for long? He's been up there for an hour?"
Zhu Li shrugged, "My husband never informed me how long he would take. He only said he would be here by the time the wedding started."
Mako and Zhu Li turned when they heard chains rattling. They turned around and saw two White Lotus guards escorting a woman with short dark hair in platinum chains.
"Um excuse me, what are you guys doing with that," Mako paused to get a look at her, "Prisoner?"
"We have orders from a member of the Air Nomad family to bring this prisoner to the Avatar's wedding," the guard explained, reading notes his pocket.
"I filed a request to attend this wedding and it was approved by a member of the family," the prisoner answered.
"Right, thank you, Kuvira,"
The shock showed on both their faces, Zhu Li's out of fear, and Mako's out of surprise of the shear stupidity some guards possesed, "Why would anyone agree to let Kuvira come to Korra's wedding?" Mako demanded but was brought down by Zhu Li.
"GREAT UNITER! WE DIDN'T MEAN TO DESTROY YOUR PLAN TO UNITE THE EARTH KINGDOM AND IMPRISON YOU! IT WAS ALL JUST A JOKE!" Zhu Li begged for Kuvira's forgiveness.
Kuvira raised an eyebrow, "You realize in these shackles I can't bend, right?" one of the White Lotus guards punched her arms in rapid succession, "Annnnnndd! They're chi blockers. So my bending is taken away," Kuvira bent over and gasped for air, "EVERY THIRTY MINUTES!"
"I don't think that's healthy," Mako commented.
"It's not, and I keep telling them I won't start anything, but I'm under an agreement. Anyways, do you know where guests are supposed to wait?"
"I'm saying just wait in the courtyard. That's where we're keeping the wedding," Mako answered and watched the White Lotus guards escort Kuvira.
"Can I order you guys to take me to the courtyard?" she asked.
"Do you want me to block your chi again?"
"NO! That won't be necessary!"
Mako and Zhu Li looked towards the ocean, hearing a loud ship horn blare, "ZHU LI! IS THAT VARRICK'S SHIP!" Bolin shouted from the Air Temple Tower's top, "WHOA! ALMOST FELL!"
Tenzin walked to Mako and Zhu Li, "WHAT IS THAT RACKET! WHY IS THERE A SHIP COMING TOWARDS US!?"
Mako squinted his eyes and saw the party on deck, "That's Wu. He's finally coming to the wedding," he explained to Tenzin before taking another look at the ship, "And Bumi's there too. What do you know?"
Tenzin rubbed the sides of his forehead, "And why, is Kuvira sitting in row four chair three?!"
"Rohan approved it," Mako answered again.
"MISS ZHU LI! WHEN IS VARRICK GETTING HERE! I'M GETTING REALLY SCARED!" Bolin shouted from the Air Temple again.
Tenzin looked up at the Air Temple Tower as more of the hour of meditating undid its work, "Why, is Bolin waiting at the top of the tower?"
"He's waiting for Varrick, he has a plan for an entrance," Zhu Li answered.
Jinora ran past Tenzin laughing, "Hello, son of Aang!" and she glided off the cliff with Korra following her.
"A, I mean, Jinora! Get back here!" Korra jumped off the cliff and flew with firebending.
"Could things get any worse, Mako? Could things get any worse?!" Tenzin collapsed on the ground, his beard senses going overdrive.
"Well, sir. Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong," the guard named Murphy stated to tear down Tenzin's psyche even more.
Pema ran to Tenzin on cue to tear down the already torn down psyche of her husband, "Tenzin! I've looked everywhere! But I can't find Asami's wedding ring!"
If Tenzin allowed himself to grow hair, about thirty of them would turn grey. The stress on Tenzin was too much. An insane Avatar, his brother, Varrick, Wu, they didn't need descriptions. Their presence was enough for Tenzin to give up. This wedding was a lost cause of a sinking ship in a lethal lava land. Tenzin gave up on not just Korra's wedding, but he decided to give up on life as well, knowing he would join his father in the afterlife.
"Tenzin! What are you doing!" Mako and Zhu Li held him up by his legs over the cliff.
"I've heard you're good at dealing with ghosts, as good as you at Probending and music," Lin entered the dark room.
"Yes. Do you have a ghost problem, Chief Bei-Fong?" he asked.
"On a wedding night,"
"Who's the lucky man?"
"Not me, the Avatar!"
He released the women from under his arms and leaned closer on the table, "The Avatar's getting haunted? Well, don't worry, here I am. I'm the man on the scene," he reached for several cases, a trombone case being one of them, "I'll take care of your ghost problem."
Jinora and the Dead Lotus drank Spirit tea while floating on the ocean, "Your stories, are truly fascinating. All of you formed your own bending techniques and mastered them. It's too bad you're dead."
"Eh, we're fine with it. We've had two years to cope with being dead," Ghazan stopped her apology.
"Besides haunting Mako and Bolin, we're doing pretty ok. Even though, I can't use my waterbending to make arms anymore," Ming-Hua shrugged.
"How did you learn to waterbend without arms?"
"You know how your dad teaches you to swim by throwing you in?"
"Yes,"
"Imagine that, but doing it to yourself, and you're on a cliff," Ming-Hua used her feet to sip her tea, "Instinct waterbended for me."
"All three of you are modern day legends," Jinora praised them, "Or were."
P'Li, "Do you want to learn the secret to coping with your death?"
"What is it?"
"Make puns and jokes, it makes eternity so much easier to deal with,"
"And haunting," Ghazan added.
"Lots, and lots, and lots of haunting," Ming Hua added.
Jinora laughed, "Forgive me for asking, but why are all of you here?"
"We heard that Amon was haunting the Avatar, and we wanted in," Ming Hua answered.
"Then we started talking to you, which has been, really enjoyable. I can't believe we used to be enemies with this girl!" Ghazan cheered.
"You three threatened my culture and my society. And I'm drinking tea with you all," Jinora looked a the spirit tea, "BUT I'M A SPIRIT NOW! I can do whatever I want!" Jinora chugged her tea down, "I DO WHAT I WANT DAD! Whoa, what's going on here?"
Ghazan stroked his beard, "If I were to guess, it seems the guests to Korra's wedding are arriving."
Jinora put down the spirit tea cup, "It's been a joy speaking with all of you. But I must go. I need to find a way to get my body back from Amon."
"Then you must do it by sundown," P'li announced as Jinora looked back at her, "When the sun falls, in about, two hours, Amon will take full control of your body, and you will be trapped in the spirit world. Forever."
Jinora flew back to Air Temple Island, leaving behind the Dead Lotus.
"Do you think we should help them?" Ghazan asked.
"Aren't we villains?" Ming Hua questioned their motives.
"We're dead, what else are we going to do with our time?" P'li answered their question with a question, and the Dead Lotus followed Jinora.
Bolin was still at the tower, clutching to the top, "Varrick. I'm scared. Can you please come by sooner!? My arms are getting tired."
He would hang there for longer.
A/N I have explained this already, but since I'm not tired updating this fanfic like I was with Red Flowers Bloom, I'm going to go into more detail. I find it better to work on different projects, because when I'm writing Ghost Amon, I get ideas for RFB, Blowout Games (I have one hell of an idea for that) and Psynergy and Semblance. Like I would miss writing them. Some people would call that a bad idea because the stories would blend together, but I think I'm safe because all the fanfics I have are radically different from each other so I have to differentiate myself.
But yeah, updates are going to be PAS, Blowout Games, RFB, and then finally Ghost Amon. And then I write a new fanfic and see where I go with it. I was also originally planning on writing several more chapters, but I thought, eh. I'll just write it so it ends either sooner or 10 or 13. I have the philosophy that a thing doesn't have to be long to be good (insert penis joke here) so whatever comes (another penis joke) will come.
Thanks again for being patient, I appreciate it and don't worry updates soon. TheFrozenCrank is gonna kill me cuz this update wasn't 2500 words.