Asami's POV

I was getting everything ready for mine and Korra's slumber party. Ever since we got home I started moving the furniture around, trying to make it more comfortable for us. I had brought out several movies and asked the Water Tribe girl for her opinion on which to watch.

I had been so concentrated on preparing the room that I didn't even notice when Korra fell asleep. One moment she was watching the movie and next I looked over to see her sleeping peacefully. I let out a sigh and shook my head as I let a smile appear on my face.

Shortly after, I went to the kitchen to get the snacks ready. Then I heard something. It was an odd sound that pried me away from my task, forcing me to look up. The noise was pitiful, as if something or someone was wounded. I slowly slipped out of the kitchen and followed the sound, and stopped when I saw the source.

The teen was on the couch, letting out small whimpers, sweat forming at her hairline. I knelt down besides her before placing a hand on her shoulder. I immediately regretted this. Korra let out a scream and I moved back when she started to thrash around. I needed to calm her down.

"Korra! Korra, wake up!"

The Water Tribe girl opened her eyes and blinked at me. She furrowed her brow before realization dawned on her and she slumped back against the arm of the couch.

"I'm sorry, Asami." Her voice was tired.

"That must've been some nightmare," I noted, sitting down beside her.

"It's really nothing." She rubbed her face with her hands in frustration, forcing a laugh. "It's so stupid."

"You want to talk about it?" I asked. Korra and I had been friends for a decade. I hoped that she would trust me enough to tell me what plagued her. As I hoped I could confide in her.

"It's stupid," Korra repeated. "I was four when I found out I was the Avatar," she began. "Shortly after, these people, the White Lotus, they-they came for me, tried taking me away from my parents. But Katara...she took me back from them and they never bothered me again."

"Is that what you dream about?" I questioned. "The White Lotus taking you?"

She nodded her head absently. "Yeah," the teen replied. She sighed. "I don't know why though! It's not like I'm scared of them."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I am!" Korra answered. "I-I just…" She stopped and shook her head, turning to look at me. "I don't wanna talk about it. Can we do something?"

I wanted to get her to talk about it, I wanted to help. But I'd let it go for now. So I just nodded my head, letting out a small sigh. For the next couple of hours we played different games and watched a movie. I could see her eyes droop tiredly but she refused to sleep. When I, myself, started to feel worn out, I laid down on the improvised mattress we'd made.

"Come on, Korra," I said with a yawn. "Let's go to bed."

"I thought you wanted to stay up all night," she replied sleepily, rubbing her eye and trying to fight her own tiredness.

"It's three in the morning," I said. "We need to get some sleep."

She let out a sigh and laid down on the other mattress next to mine. As soon as her head made contact with the pillow she was out for the count. I couldn't help but smile at this before I slowly drifted off to my own dreams.

Korra's POV

As soon as I arrived home I went directly to my parents and showed them the flyer for the teen Pro Bending league. My dad let out a chuckle as I lay in between the both of them, my legs on his lap and my head on my mom's. I gave them all the details and after a talk about how I would have to manage my Avatar training with the sport, they agreed to sign me up.

I immediately shot up from my seat and dragged them to the door, eager to start as soon as possible. Soon we docked at the pier and I excitedly ran up to the arena only to be lead to a small gym across from it. I frowned a little but didn't let the minor detail discourage me and I ran up to the gym, my parents following.

When I went inside, it wasn't exactly all that I expected. It was smaller and sort of shabby looking. I could see the paint scrapping off the walls and could tell the place was not exactly taken care of. But in all honesty, it wasn't bad.

"May I help you?" a chubby man asked. He was wearing a green suit and had a mustache. He must have been around his late forties. His whole look screamed con man.

"We're here to enroll our daughter," my father said.

"For the teen league?" he asked. My parents nodded. "Well you're in the right place! I'm Butaka, and I run the teen league for Pro Bending!"

"Tonraq," my dad replied shaking his hand. "This is my wife Senna and my daughter, Korra."

"Avatar Korra?" Butaka questioned. I nodded. "Well it's a pleasure to finally meet you! Why don't you look around the arena while I get the paperwork ready, how does that sound?"

"Okay," I replied before beginning to explore the place.

There was a match going on and I stopped for a moment to watch. The two teams seemed advanced, and it wasn't hard to guess they'd probably been playing for years now. I sighed. Competition was high, that much was obvious. I was seventeen and would only be able to play till I was nineteen. I had two years to go pro and it would take a miracle.

I turned my attention away and continued my exploring. I was so caught up watching the match as I walked that I bumped into someone and fell to the floor. I looked up and blinked a couple of times. In front of me was a pretty good looking guy, around my age with golden eyes and sharp yet soft features. He had spiky jet black hair with a red scarf around his neck. If I had to guess, he was probably a Firebender.

"Sorry," I apologized. "I wasn't watching where I was going."

"Its fine," he answered, holding out his hand to help me up.

"I'm Korra," I told him, introducing myself. "I'm enrolling into the teen league. Do you play here too?"

"Mako," the Firebender answered. "And no, I have my own Pro team. I just came to check out the graduating class."

"Are you going to be recruiting?" I asked. Maybe I didn't have to go through the teen league after all.

"Yeah, but I'm looking for a more experienced player."

I sighed. So much for that. "Oh, well um, I guess I'll see you around?" I asked, hiding my disappointment. I still had a chance to be in the big leagues. I was an awesome Bender if I did say so myself.

He shrugged. "I guess," Mako replied before walking away.

Well he was friendly.

Mako's POV

After my encounter with that girl, I got right back to business as usual. I was the captain of the Fire Ferrets, an underdog team with the dream of one day winning the championship pot. That was my dream. Well, mine and my younger brother Bolin's. We had been a full team up till yesterday when our Waterbender left us to go to a more experienced team. I had blown fumes at that, which leads me to my present situation.

I had come to see the graduating class and see if, by any luck, I could find a descent Bender to be on our team. The girl had a Water Tribe aspect, with her Eskimo type clothing, and I would bet she was a Waterbender. But she was also a rookie. I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't even know the rules. The thought of recruiting her had quickly left my mind. I needed a more experienced Bender.

I stopped and watched the match, focusing in on the Waterbender. His attacks weren't as skillful, or direct. He was a little rough around the edges but I could see potential. I made a mental note to seek him out after the match. I knew I didn't have a chance with the opposing Waterbender when I noticed a new team, the Rabaroos cheering her on. I sighed. I really hoped that this guy will be good enough to get us through the matches.

"Well, look what we have here," an oily voice taunted. My jaw clenched and I turned to find the one guy I hated. "A Fire-Rat."

"Buzz off, Tahno," I replied, trying to ignore him. The Waterbender was a no good little weasel-snake. Him and his team, The Wolf-Bats had won the pot for the last three years. It was a streak the Fire Ferrets were going to beat.

"Heard about your Waterbender," he continued, standing next to me. "I was wondering when he'd move up in ranks."

"What are you doing here?"

"Scouting the upcoming competition," the Waterbender replied with a smirk. "Nothing we can't handle. You on the other hand…I'll be surprised if you make it through the first match."

"You know what I like about that cheap hair gel you wear, Tahno," I said, turning to look at him. "It's flammable." I made a flame appear in my hand.

The Waterbender quickly backed away, glaring at me. I smirked at that and continued to watch the match. Maybe today wouldn't be such a waste after all.

Korra's POV

Saturday was my favorite day of the week on several levels. For one, it was the only day out of the week that I got to take a break from Airbending training, which was still kicking my butt. I had the scratches and bruises to prove it. Second, my mom cooked my favorite food that day, Water Tribe noodles. But what really made Saturday nights special was when my parents and I would sit down in their room and watch Pro Bending as I lay across both their laps.

To add to the excitement, today was the very first match of the season in which the Badgermoles would take on the Fire Ferrets. My mom gently combed my hair as my dad and I dug into the popcorn bucket, eagerly watching the television show, making her chuckle. The Fire Ferrets came into view and I nearly choked.

I couldn't believe it. That guy that I had met earlier hadn't been joking when he'd said he was a pro! He was none other than the Fire Ferret's captain! I had actually met him! I grabbed another handful of popcorn and glued my eyes to the television set, waiting for the match to begin.

Soon enough the whistle was blown and the attacks began. The Badgermole's Waterbender tried to get the best of Mako but he expertly dodged the attack and sent a fire kick right to the opponent's side, knocking them back.

"Woo-hoo!" I shouted, jumping up and spilling some of the popcorn.

My father raised a brow and I smiled sheepishly before returning my attention back to the television set. I let out a groan when the first round was declared a tie but that only meant that it would be more exciting. The Fire Ferrets had always been the underdogs, even when I was a kid. The previous captain had been Toza, but his career had ended when he broke his leg in one of the matches and the team was disqualified. I was happy that they were making a return.

The Ferret Earthbender kicked a disk right at the Badgermole's Firebender's chest, sending him all the way to the back of the ring. Though he and Mako were doing well, I couldn't help but notice that their Waterbender wasn't as…sharp, I guess you could say. He hadn't gotten knocked off of the ring, but it seemed as if he wasn't really all that great.

Or maybe it was just my ego talking.

"Second round goes to the Fire Ferrets!" the referee declared and I jumped up once again, spilling what was left of the popcorn.

"Korra," my dad scolded.

"Sorry," I replied, getting up to pick up the mess I'd made while watching the match.

After I picked up the pieces, I left the bowl on the floor, where my dad was seated and climbed back on the sofa to my spot. I heard my mom chuckle again as I lay my head on her lap. The rest of the match went by fast, and the next thing I knew, it was finished and the Fire Ferrets had won. I pumped my fist up in the air out of excitement, making my parents laugh before another match began.

Halfway through the match my eyes began to droop sleepily and I let out a yawn, rubbing my eyes. I tried to fight off sleep, determined to finish the second match but the soothing circles my mom rubbed on my back made it difficult. I let out anther yawn and slowly closed my eyes.

Hiroshi's POV

Amon had finally arrived in Republic City. It was about midnight when I got the call from his Lieutenant, letting me know that he wanted to see me. I quickly shot out of bed and gathered all the designs I had been working on for the upcoming revolution. A revolution I was sure we would win.

As I made my way toward the door, a noise caught my attention. I turned to find Asami outside her door, yawning sleepily. I must have woken her up with my movement or perhaps the phone had. I let out a sigh at this, walking over to her.

"Dad, what's going on?" she asked.

"Nothing. I just got a call from one of my business partners and I have to go meet him," I explained.

Asami let out a yawn, a scoff escaping her. "Figured," she muttered before going back into her room.

I let out another sigh before leaving my home and heading to my car. As I drove I couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. I hadn't seen Amon for years, since my daughter had met that filthy Avatar. We had kept in touch through phone calls, him informing me of his plan while I prepared myself to help in any way I could. Now that he was in the city, I knew it was only a matter of time before the Revolution begun.

I arrived at the assigned location shortly after, and went through a security check before going inside the building. He was sitting down behind the desk, a lamp being the only light in the room. That was how he always met with me. It had made me a bit uneasy at first, until he revealed that he did not like to show his face because of the large scar he had, courtesy of a Firebender. His hate for their kind was something we shared.

"Hello, Mr. Sato," Amon greeted, gesturing me to sit down in front of him.

"Amon, I have everything you asked for," I replied as I took a seat.

He held his hand out and I gave him a folder, placing the suitcase I had on the desk. The revolutionist looked through it before setting the information down on the desk and pushing it towards me. I took them again and opened the suitcase, removing some of the papers I had And placing then in Amon's hand.

"It's not finished," I admitted. "It's just a sketch." Amon didn't answer, just continued to look at the picture. "I can have the gloves and nets ready by-"

"May I add a few suggestions?" he asked, cutting me off while gesturing to the drawing.

I nodded and he took a pencil, writing a few notes on the piece of paper and sketching on it as well. When he finished he pushed the paper towards me once again. I took it and read the notes, and I had to admit they were good suggestions. My machine would have inflicted sufficient damage on Benders but now it could be deadly.

"How long before you can make a prototype?"

"A few months," I replied. "Maybe sooner."

"Perhaps, sooner," Amon answered before leaning forward so that his face was visible. I tried to remain emotionless as I took the large scar across his face. "The Revolution is coming," he continued after a moment, reaching out to pick up the mask on his desk, putting it on. "And once it gets here, the world will be ours for the taking and we will be rid of those filthy Benders."

I nodded. I couldn't wait till that day.