I still don't own Anastasia or Legend of Korra, nor anything therein. Technically, the only reason this is a crossover is because this story follows the Anastasia plotline almost to a T, so I wanetd to get it a little technical and read some more.

Anyways, a thank you to my anonymous reviewer for reviewing! It really made my day to read that one, solitary little review for my chapter. Tarala will be explained, and as will everything else. It may take a dozen or so more chapters of giving small tidbits of information at a time, but all will be explained. Oh, and some people will die.

Enjoy.

~(10 Years Later)~

Kailee left the performance arena now that her daring balancing and circus acrobatics act was through for the time being. She breathed a sigh of relief, but not knowing who she was or where she'd come from. All she knew was that her name was Kailee and that she had a necklace that had the words "together in WT" on it.

The only reason she knew her name was because it had come to her in a dream a few days after going to an orphanage a very, very long ways away. Some rich guy that invented Satomobiles was the one who had dropped her off, and his daughter, Asami, had visited Kailee often until the orphanage owner began demanding money for every visit. At that point, they'd stopped, and the teen had joined a circus to travel and at least somewhat attempt to get back somewhere in the hopes that it would someday trigger a memory.

She wore large coats and beggar's clothes over her acrobatics uniforms when she went out into the city, if she was even permitted out of the compound at all. This was rare, and so when she reached a small earthbending town and snuck off, the circus had finally decided that they'd had enough.

When Kailee had gotten back from shopping for more winter coats, the circus caravan was gone. She'd immediately started crying in horror before realizing that something was tugging at her new dark blue scarf. She looked down to find a flying lemur, something that was normally only attracted to someone with air nomad ties.

"Hello, little one," she said sorrowfully, and it looked up at her. "Looks like we're both alone in this Agni-forsaken world, and that's not an easy feat unless you're me."

It now moved and nuzzled up to her neck, letting her chocolate brown locks wash over its fur to keep it warm. She donned all her new clothes, which were still not much more than rags, but it was something to keep her warm at least. She had felt at one point in time that she could have sworn that she was the child of a bender, but she couldn't remember anything else of her past except a mass of panic and a fight in which there was a lot of red snow in front of her.

On a sorrowful whim, she started singing, a past-time that she'd found that she had for some strange reason.

"Heart don't fail me now.
Courage don't desert me.
Don't turn back now that we're here.
People always say
Life is full of choices.
No one ever mentions fear
or how a road can seem so seems long
or how the world can seems so vast
on this journey to the past

Somewhere down this road
I know someone's waiting.
Years of dreams just can't be wrong.
Arms will open wide.
I'll be safe and wanted.
Finally home where I belong.
Well starting now, I'm learning fast
On this journey to the past.

Home, love, family
There was once a time
I must've had them too.
Home, love, family,
I will never be complete until I find you.

One step at a time,
One hope then another,
Who knows where this road may go.
Back to who I was
On to find my future
Things my heart still needs to know.
Yes, let this be a sign
Let this road be mine
Let it lead me to my past
And bring me home
At Last."

She kept repeating this new song that she'd invented until she finally reached the outskirts of what she knew to be Republic city. She beamed as she looked down at it, completely unaware of what had been going on in the large City. She looked at the posters on the nearest wall and screamed in shock as a rush of pain and anguish filled her head and heart.

There were panicking adults everywhere. She could see two metalbenders, numerous water- and fire-benders, and even an air nomad in the midst of them. There was chaos and rushing from all of them, and she was among them.

"Tarala!" she screamed, looking desperately for her cousin.

But the next thing that she could remember was a tidal wave of pain, and then she awoke to find blood-red colored snow. With a scream of fear she ran away from the two strangers, fearful of what had happened in the area. She saw nothing of anybody else, and soon found to have been taken in by a chi blocker. He seemed to be happy to have her around, but the masked man wasn't.

The masked man, or Amon, had killed her new guardian, and then put his hand on her forehead and her chest.

"You will now be cleansed of your impurities," he said calmly, and Kailee screamed for all she was worth.

But it was of no use. The pain intensified, and then everything went black.

"Hey! Hey, you!" Kailee heard, and she screamed as she saw an approaching chi blocker.

"No! I'm not a bender!" she screamed, "I'm a chi blocker!"

"Well, we're always in need of more of them," he said calmly putting his weapons, and she cringed and backed away.

"I-I can't," she said, and he pulled his weapons out. "I, I mean, I can, but I just- I just don't want to risk my baby."

The chi blocker said nothing before sighing and putting his weapons away again.

"Is it a bender's child?" he asked, and she took a step back.

"I-I don't know," she said fearfully continuing the lie. "I didn't see his face… all I remember is a mass of pain…"

"Well, I recommend clearing out. Republic City doesn't give handouts," he snapped.

"Huh?" she asked confused.

"Are you deaf? Get out of here! SCRAM!" he yelled, ramming her in the head with one of the lightning rods.

She screamed as it was accidentally activated and felt the electricity run through her. It felt faintly familiar to her, but why? But she didn't have time to contemplate these things, as her world went black, and her memories were pushed back until she couldn't remember where she was or even what she had just remembered from her past.

Poor Kailee. By the way, it's pronounce Kai-Lee, as in Ty Lee with a "K". Just so you know. Anyways, I'm thinking of putting her in another new position soon.

Review please! Tell me what you think and constructive critisism if you want! Just please no serious flames, as those hurt a lot...