Asami ran out of breath and took shelter near a small crest by the stream. Her adrenaline pumping so fast, drowning out the noises behind her. She heard Vaatu's triumphant roar and began to cry. After a few moments, the green eyed beauty took several deep breathes. "WHY do I have to be cursed?" she muttered.
She wrapped her arms around her knees and buried her face into her legs. She couldn't help but feel sorrow for the lives she felt were taken, because Vaatu had allowed her to live. She yearned to be with her family and friends, even in the afterlife. Asami's thoughts escaped her as she felt hot breathes by her ear. She was too afraid to look, but the heated air continued. She could hear heavy panting. Then she heard a whine. She peeked one eye open, turned and looked up, only to have a big wet tongue smear her face. When she managed to wipe the drool away, she saw the big white face of a giant polar bear dog. "Heeyyy you…where did you come from?" She noticed a beautifully designed light blue saddle on the polar bear dog's back. She grabbed the polar bear dog's head with both hands. As they touched heads, she whispered, "I'm sorry. I – I don't know how to say - this .." Her words broken. The polar bear dog got up, whined a low guttural sound. It pushed at her and whimpered as it took several steps towards the lake.
Asami followed the Polar bear dog towards the lake. She was frightened thinking Vaatu may still be lurking in the forest. As she neared the edge of the lake. She saw a big massive heap of blackness laying on the ground. Her heart beat increased. She felt the lump in her throat dissolve into her body. Her eyes took in the sight of Vaatu's lifeless scattered remains. The feelings she had were indescribable. How could one explain the feeling of freedom?
The polar bear dog whimpering and whining was constant. Asami walked over to the massive brute and looked down at the armored figure lying face down. She whispered, "Thank you." In her head she figured that her hero should at least get a proper burial. After a deep breath she got on her knees and rolled the body over. Her eyes widened when she realized her hero was female. A beautiful one at that. Even with the now drying blood and swelling bruises on her face, she was a wondrous sight to see.
Suddenly, Korra's body rose. Grabbing Asami's shoulders. Korra's eyes were wide open, pupils constricted and staring right into Asami's emeralds. Just as quick as she rose, Korra's body went limp. Her pupils rolled up into the back of her head and she fell back down to the earth. Asami could hear slow raspy breaths emitting from her mouth.
SHE'S ALIVE. She's Alive. I must save her. Asami quickly looked over Vaatu's conqueror. She ripped off pieces of her dress to stop the small bleeding gash on her arm. The bleeding quickly subsided. Her legs appeared to be fractured. Much to the discomfort of the unconscious knight, the green eyed beauty applied a splint. She decided to remove the armor when she got the heroine back to her cottage. Asami quickly got up and gathered what she could for a make shift stretcher. After it was assembled, she tied an end to each side of the polar bear dog and rolled the armored heroine on. Before they set forth to her cottage, There, she would assess what other damage had been done. Asami grabbed the Polar Bear dogs bridle and guided her back to her cottage.
With much difficulty, Asami had managed to get the valiant knight on her bed. Slowly she began removing the armor. After what seemed to be an eternity, Asami concluded that her patient's injuries consisted of one or more fractured rib(s), a broken leg, bites on both legs, a few other cuts, gashes and bruises. Asami began cleaning the bite wound, to lessen the possible severity of an infection from Vaatu's bite. She tended to the other gashes and minor cuts. Cleaning them as thoroughly as she could.
It was time to remove the knight's armor from her broken leg. She cleaned the sweat off her brow, washed her hands for the umpteenth time. As gently as she could, Asami removed the bloodied straps of fabric that wrapped the splint. She found the clips that held the armor in place. Korra shrugged unconsciously as the armor's straps fell loose. Asami slowly lifted the plate. The leg was snapped in the middle. Asami put the plate back in place, hoping her patient would not move until she finished making a more feasible splint to help her bones mend properly, after she put them back in place. Fortunately, she managed to construct an adequate splint with the supplies she had. Living alone with a dragon nearby, one had to be prepared.
Asami bound Korra's arms and other leg to the bed. She removed the armored plate. After taking a slow deep breath, she grabbed Korra's leg and snapped it back into place. Korra's eyes opened wide as she bellowed a loud agonizing scream. She struggled for a few moments, Asami tried to hold her down without causing more harm to her cracked ribs. She whispered to Korra, "Shhhh, You'll be fine. I-I'm here to help you. Just as you helped me." Her soft voice fell on deaf ears. The pain was intense. Korra's eyes began to flicker a white glow, unlike Asami has ever seen. She repeated her words over and over. Eventually the flickers slowed and Korra's body fell limp once again. "Hello? ..Hello?" Asami asked, waiting for a response. None was given. She waited a few moments, and set to the task of securing the knights leg in the splint she had made.
She could hear the rumbling coming closer and closer. Her eyes scanning for anything that moved. But in this dark abyss, there was no sign of anything. Alive or dead. She gripped her sword, relying on her keen hearing to guide her through this calling. Behind her, a growl. A deep vibrating growl. She felt the heat on her back. She quickly turned only to see herself being engulf into a crimson mouthful of daggers.
Asami was startled when the dark toned female popped up howling out an "Aauggh!" She had been fighting the infection from Vaatu's bite. Asami could barely sleep because her patient had constant fevers. However, this was the first time she moved in a few days. Asami began soothing her with her voice. Humming a tune her mother use to hum to her when she was little. She placed a wet cloth on her forehead and rubbed her back. As Asami looked into her patients eyes, she realized they were constricted and darting back and forth. After a few blinks. Her eyes appeared to be scanning the room. Eventually, the ocean of blue fell upon the Asami's Jades. Korra blinked a few times, then let her body slowly lay back down. She stared at Asami for a brief moment, released a sigh and let sleep take her.
Asami stroked her brown hair, still humming her song. She was not going to allow her patient, her Champion, succumb to the vile infection flowing through her veins. Asami gawked at her wounded, battered and bruised shape. In the days after rescuing her rescuer, she had taken great care in cleaning and tending to her. Often times, she admonished herself as she admired what she beheld in front of her. She admired what the warrior had accomplished. She owed her life to her. Her body and heart were hers.