AN: Asami introduction!
Disclaimer: Yeah No
The screeching of high-end tires rang through out Republic City's streets as a fully reeved Satomobile sped past countless shops and onlookers. People all around took note of the familiar red stripes lining the sides of the expensive car and began to mumble to one another.
It was that strange heiress again.
Asami checked her rear view mirrors once more before smirking at the numerous crowds watching her go by. She did so love the way they tried to hide their disdain. It was amusing.
Swerving into a nearby parking spot, the dark haired woman hopped out of her signature vehicle and moved to enter the police station. Completely ignoring all the curious glances thrown her way and the flashing of approaching paparazzi cameras.
"Ms. Sato is it true that you are being put onto house arrest for your careless driving?"
"Ms. Sato how does it feel to have the entire country wishing for your imprisonment?"
"Ms. Sato is there any way you would be willing to do an interview with the Daily Bend next week?"
Countless questions were trust at Asami, but she walked through the haze of people without so much as a second glance.
Entering the large sanctuary, the media out front stopped in their pursuit, opting to await for the young woman's eventual exit. The heiress smiled at all the familiar faces she saw, greeting the metalbenders with polite waves as she quickly moved to approach the door at the far end of the hall.
She didn't even bother knocking.
"Hey Lin!"
The chief rolled her eyes with no real anger and turned to face Asami. Typical annoyed look in place.
"Good afternoon Ms. Sato."
The heiress smirked and sat down at the familiar chair placed casually before the table ahead of her.
"Aw come on now Lin, don't go all serious on me, it's a beautiful day out! Besides-"
Pausing to take off her leather driving gloves, the heiress moved to take her seat.
"-we've done enough of these to know how this will go down."
The room was the same as every other month. Same four steel walls, same single interrogation light, same pestered looking Chief Beifong.
"Don't be coy about this Sato."
"Yeah Yeah, so what's the damage this month?"
Asami casually crossed one leg over the other and moved to remove her leather jacket.
Lin narrowed her eyes at her life long friend, and opened up the file of reports with the monthly account of the girl's reckless driving.
"43 speeding tickets, and 14 dangerous driving complaints."
"Any casualties?"
The chief grounded her teeth.
"No."
"Then I'll take my bill and pay on my way out."
Before Asami could move to stand though, the older woman slammed her hands down onto the table.
"You can't just act like this is okay! I understand you are more then capable of paying whatever expenses you cause, but this isn't safe anymore!"
"Was it ever to begin with?"
This had become a casual topic for the two to fight about. Every month Asami came in to pay off whatever damages her driving dealt, and every single time she left without so much as a hair on her head touched.
It had been nearly 3 years since the arrangement had been worked out when the heiress had first started her dangerous pattern and almost nothing had changed.
Except for maybe Lin's blood pressure.
The chief pinched the bridge of her nose and tried her hardest not to scream out in frustration.
For her 18th birthday the Asami's father had appointed his daughter to be head of the entire Sato brand vehicles department of his company, and personally asked that she test all of the new cars before they hit the road. So naturally the heiress had taken each one out on a test drive.
However not on the safety of the estate's practice ramps, but on the streets of Republic City.
After countless people had made complaints and dozens of cops had been forced to write up Asami's license plate numbers, Lin had been put into a tough situation.
"Don't toy with me on this Sato, one day you or someone else could get hurt!"
"And such a shame that would be to the people in this city now wouldn't it? To never get their story."
The sarcasm was deep enough to drown an ostrich-horse, but Lin knew where it all stemmed from.
The media had all but cornered the Sato family after the death of Hiroshi's wife. While Asami had been much too young at the time to fully understand it, she did understand the hurtful words that filtered through the grapevines of what her staff heard from the news.
The paparazzi had spread vicious and slanderous rumors to all corners of the Earth Kingdom about how Hiroshi had hired an assassin to kill his wife, or how the security wasn't tight enough to protect the privileged woman and that she got what she deserved, or how she had willingly had an affair with the firebender that ended up killing her out of a break in his sanity.
They were all lies, and they made Asami's blood boil.
Countless interviewers flipped the words Hiroshi said after the death and made him out to be a lunatic. Business almost went under for how twisted the press made him sound.
Her father had already taken the death hard enough, but adding insult to injury by placing blame on the grieving widower? The Sato child hated every second of it.
Not the benders of course, she would never hold anything against the entire race of people, even though the Avatar had disappeared and abandoned the world for a few years now. But that was besides the point.
She didn't hold any malice towards them at all and neither did her father who had taken countless grieving/counseling sessions to help himself move on from his wife's passing.
It was the low life's that lived in Republic City that turned every story of media into lies that made the family of two sick.
So the young child did the only appropriate thing she saw fit to do.
Get even.
The critics of Republic City always searched for gossip, and the heiress gave them one that was national headlines worthy the minute she turned 18.
The privileged girl who sped carelessly through the streets, who spent all night out on the towns to help others in danger using a handmade glove her father had created to fight with electricity, who donated countless buckets of money into different causes like probenders who needed sponsors. She did everything worthy of a good story.
She just never answered to any questions.
Oh how it drove the media mad that Asami stayed out of their reach.
Never answering the calls to an interview and never once speaking at public affairs.
It gave them all no grounds to write a single word in the news for they had no details and no sources. Any fake bull shit posted was immediately met with a Future Industries law suit, and of course the multi-billion dollar corporation won 100% of the time.
It was Asami's greatest comeback to the liars who soiled her family's honor, but Lin hated allowing it to continue.
Sure she had known Asami since her birth, but she also had a responsibility to the safety of her city.
Then again, the Sato girl was always SO precise in her actions. Perfect enough in fact that tickets were actually the best Lin could do.
When Asami went out at night, she ended up helping catch a criminal and that wasn't jail worthy. When she sped she never destroyed anything and still abided by the stop's and go's of the city rules so speeding was all that was accountable.
She was untouchable.
The Chief both despised and seriously admired how cunning the young girl was.
"Just leave Sato. I'll see you next month."
"...you know why I have to do this Lin."
Sighing heavily, the Chief pulled out her own chair across from Asami and smiled despite the oncoming headache that would appear later after once again sorting through the paperwork of these misdemeanor speedings.
"Yeah I do...just try not to celebrate too much when you finally drive those scorpian-rats off the deep end."
The young woman stood with a smile, this was Lin's way of saying everything was good. Smirking, Asami reached into her pocket to place a peace offering onto the table.
"Ms. Beifong, always a pleasure."
The Sato girl shrugged on her jacket and waved goodbye before leaving the interrogation room.
Lin couldn't help but laugh out loud at the piece of rare space metal left behind. It was an ongoing joke for Asami to leave her lifetime friend a piece of unusual rock as an "I'm sorry" after each unfortunate visit.
The heiress could hear her friend's laughter from the hallway and chuckled quietly. She was so distracted by the sound though that she had accidentally rammed into someone and knocked them both to the floor.
"Oh spirits I'm so sor-"
Disgust boiled into Asami's face as she looked up at the smirking black haired man staring down at her.
"What do you want Tahno?"
For those of you who don't remember Tahno is the biggest jerk in all of Book 1 and I wanted to slap the smirk off of his face up until his supposed "change".
So of course I shall make him the bad guy:D
Hiroshi is a goid guy here! And oh yeah Lin and Asami are best friends woohoo!