I should probably take the time to say that these characters (save for Nakoda) are not mine but Nickelodeon's. However, the lullaby that you will find below is indeed mine.

Anyway, happy reading!


Korra was having very strange dreams.

She dreamt that while she was playing with the dollhouse in Sifu Katara's attic, five oddly dressed people appeared.

One was a man, dressed in the fur coats of the Water Tribe.

Another was a women, who wore face paint and carried a golden fan.

Next to her was a man clothed in robes of the Fire Nation.

Finally was a man and a woman, each dressed in monk's robes and bearing blue arrow tattoos on their shaved heads.

They sat down by her at first and decided to play with her too. The face-painted lady spoke of how she reminded her of her daughter Koko, strong and spirited. Fire-nation man said that yes, she was like Koko, but he reminded her most of his favorite granddaughter Ursa. While the arrowheads agreed with everyone else, they both said that she was the spitting image of Kya as a girl.

Confused by all the people, she started to inch away from them and towards the window, where she was promptly pulled down by the fan-lady. Scared and wanting her parents, she started to cry. After soothing her, the group of people introduced themselves.

They were her.

She was them.

They were all Avatars, masters of all four elements.

Yangchen, arrowhead #1, was the eldest out of all of them and a native airbender.

Kuruk, the Water Tribesman, was her successor.

Kyoshi followed him and by using her golden fans she was able to create Kyoshi Island.

Roku came afterwards. A brave soul, he was a former friend of Fire Lord Sozin.

Aang, the other arrowhead, was absent from the world for over a century. However, it was through him that the Fire Nation was finally conquered.

And then there was her.

She was the new protector of the world, and it was her job now to stop the evil that was starting to rise.

Korra was confused. What were they talking about? She was all of them and was expected to stop evil?

But there was nothing evil going on, not at the compound!

Right?

With a sad but knowing look in their eyes, the old masters led her to the window.

And there she saw the truth.

The dull rusty glow she had seen earlier had transformed into a sinister bloodred. Smoke and fire plumes were everywhere. Black, faceless warriors with bulging green eyes were spilling out of the compromised defenses like ants out of an anthill. Water tribe warriors were constantly trying to fight them off, but to no avail.

It was then that she saw Nakoda.

He had just taken a couple of the bugmen down and was about to take down some more when he got distracted and ran towards something else, someone else.

Her parents.

Daddy and Mommy were fighting, backs toward each other, against a large group of the bugmen. Despite their expert use of pinwheel and octopus forms, the enemies seemed to be too much to handle. Had Nakoda not come and used an array of ice daggers at the right time, they would have been overtaken. Grateful, her parents hugged him and each other.

It was at that moment that one of the bugmen appeared behind them.

Korra wailed and pounded her arms against the window. She screamed at the top of her lungs, something that usually got Mommy's attention right away. When that didn't work, she tried to unlatch the window and go down there herself. Unfortunately, that only resulted in her being pulled into Avatar Kyoshi's lap and being held against her will there. She was trying to do everything in her power to let them know of the immediate danger.

But it was all in vain.

Within the blink of an eye the bugman used lightning against them all. As her parents and godfather screamed and writhed in pain, Korra gave off a bloodcurdling shriek. She soon started to flail around and screech in Kyoshi's grasp, which eventually gave way to gut-wrenching sobs. All the Avatars were in pain, but it seemed to be Kyoshi who suffered the most. As she rubbed the little girl's back, she looked to be on the verge of tears herself.

For the next couple of hours the room was filled with nothing but the weeping of the little girl. Kyoshi then started to sing a lullaby she had sung to her own daughter.

"Under the moonlight, beneath the starry skies…" she started.

At first this only seemed to intensify Korra's sobs. Intrigued, the other Avatars began to play closer attention to the last Earthbender Avatar.

"The days of green just seem to fly by

How does nature get tired of blooming

It needs to rest, that's what I'm assuming…"

In the meantime, Korra's river of tears had subsided to nothing more than the occasional sniffle. Noting this, Kyoshi smiled and continued on.

"We like nature, get tired and sleepy

But there's no need to be so weepy!

So here we stay and sleep, and hope for brighter days

For brighter days where springtime always stays.

And soon one sad day, where we of the earth grieve

The days of green leave the earth be

But soon we start to laugh and laugh away

Because the green has come back -Hooray!

So we like nature, get tired and sleepy

That doesn't mean we should be so weepy!

That's why we stay and sleep, and hope for brighter days

For brighter days where springtime always stays."

The mood in the room at this point had brightened considerably. Everyone gave her a round of applause-even Korra, who was looking up at Kyoshi with sleepy admiration.

At this point Kuruk had prepared the bed, Roku had warmed up the furs, and Aang had already put a doll as a sleeping companion there. Yangchen had made breakfast for tomorrow so the little girl would have something to satiate her hunger when she woke up. Kyoshi busied herself tucking Korra in, making sure that she had her pillow fluffed just right and everything within reach. She gave Korra a kiss on the forehead.

"Goodbye, young Avatar," she whispered.

"We will meet again someday."

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Korra woke up just as the morning sun's rays reached the attic window.

She sat herself up to find that she had been holding onto a golden fan and an Airbender doll. Her hair had been fashioned with a Fire Nation headpiece, and she was wearing a pretty set of Airbending monk's beads. Stomach growling, she saw a light meal of dumplings and fruit pie. She launched herself off the bed to get to the food when it struck her how cold the attic was. Thankfully, a warm Water Tribe coat was on the bedside table. Pulling it on, she ran towards her breakfast and threw herself upon it.

It didn't strike her until afterwards that all of her new clothes and toys were something that the old Avatars possessed.

"Dreams are just dreams-that's what Daddy always said," she spoke aloud.

Just to make sure, she climbed up the bed and threw open the window.

Suddenly, her dreams weren't so dream-like anymore.