Korra ignored everyone. She kept her eyes on the floor. She brushed past Tenzin, her parents, didn't even glance at Mako as he tried to grab her shoulder. She just sulked out the door, closing it before anyone could follow her out.
How dare they try to comfort her. They don't understand. Not Mako. Not Tenzin. Not Asami. Not even Lin could understand how she felt right now.
Mako didn't have his bending torn away from him. Tenzin didn't lose his bending. Asami wasn't even a bender. Lin was only an earthbender. None of them could even possibly imagine the kind of pain she felt right now.
She's the Avatar.
Was the Avatar.
She was supposed to master all four elements and bring balance to the world. Everyone was counting on her. But all she did was lose three elements and gained one. She's pathetic. A disgrace to all of the Avatars before her.
She watched her tear drop plummet to the icy ground far below her.
Maybe she should follow that tear drop. She'd be doing a favor to the world.
Without the other three elements, she's nothing. Her sole purpose in life was to be a great Avatar. That's the only reason why she was born. She could just end it all right now and let the cycle continue with the next Avatar. A bender within the Earth Kingdom. They could fix her mistakes. They could regain the Avatar's honor.
She failed the world.
She failed herself.
No one understood.
She was all alone.
That was the last thought that passed through her mind before she stepped over the edge of the cliff.
"KORRA!" Was what she heard before she blacked out as she hit the ground.
…
It was dark. She couldn't see anything.
It was silent. She couldn't hear anything.
…
"Mama..." A small voice said before everything turned white.
"What is it little one?" Another voice said before everything focused.
A small girl with three wolf tails looked up to an older woman with two braids.
"Why does everyone treat me different?" The little girl asked, looking up to the older woman with big shining blue eyes. The woman knelt down to the younger girl's height.
"What do you mean, my little polarbear puppy?" The woman asked.
"Everyone treats me different." The girl said. "The grown ups whisper when ever I'm around, and the other kids don't wanna play with me." the older woman looked at the girl with soft, pastel blue eyes.
"They treat you differently because you're the Avatar." The woman said softly.
"Sometimes, I wish I wasn't the Avatar." The little girl murmured.
"But I thought you loved being the Avatar." The woman exclaimed. "What was it you said? 'I'm the Avatar and...'" She asked.
"'And you gotta deal with it.'" The girl said. "I do love being the Avatar. But..." She trailed off.
"But?" The woman asked.
"But everyone treats me differently." The girl said, tears spilling out of her big eyes. The woman gathered the girl in her arms in a loving and comforting hug.
"They just don't know what to say..." She said quietly, letting the girl cry in her arms.
…
"You can't do this!" A woman cried.
"I wont let you!" A man yelled.
"I'm sorry, but this is just how it has to be." Another man with a beard said.
"You can't just take her away from us! We're her parents! She needs us!" The woman yelled out.
"What she needs is to focus on her training!" The man with the beard yelled back.
A girl a bit older than before walked into the room, her hair grown longer. "Mommy? Daddy? What's going on?" She asked. The man and woman walked over to the girl, kneeling down and hugging her.
"We're just having a disagreement with this man here." The man said comfortingly before standing back up and walking back to the man with the beard.
"We can't have her being distracted like this. She's the Avatar and she has a responsibility to the world." The man with the beard said.
"She's also our little girl, and if you take her away, how is she supposed to develop properly with out her parents?" The man said.
"What are you talking about?" The girl said, looking up at her parents with tear filled eyes.
"She's the Avatar first, daughter second. We will do everything we can to make sure she develops properly both as the Avatar, and a girl." The man with the bread said, brushing off what the the girl just asked.
"This isn't fair to her, or to us! She wont develop properly if she's surrounded by strangers!" The woman cried.
"She will have her bending teachers. That includes Katara. We know they have a special bond." The man with the beard said before grabbing the girl's hand, then walking towards the door.
"Can't she at least pack some of her things?" The woman asked.
"She doesn't need distractions. Things from her home will only distract her. She will be provided with everything she needs at the compound." the man with the beard said, dragging the girl along side him.
"I don't wanna leave! I don't wanna leave! I wanna stay here with my mommy and daddy!" The girl cried loudly trying to break free of the bearded man's grip. He just tugged her along. The girl looked back at the man and woman with tears streaming down her face.
"Mommy! Daddy! Please don't let him take me away!" She cried even louder. The bearded man dragged her out of the house and closed the door behind them.
"MOMMY! DADDY!"
…
She remembered when she first saw the tall beautiful brunette. Her friend introduced the beautiful woman to his brother and her at the gala. She immediately didn't like her. She didn't like the way she hung onto his arm. She didn't like how affectionate they were acting.
At first she thought she was jealous of the beautiful woman for stealing her crush.
But then she got to know the beautiful woman.
At first it annoyed her how the beautiful woman would show up to their practices unannounced, and he would get distracted. The beautiful woman would have all of his attention.
But after a while, it didn't bother her.
She looked foreword to the beautiful woman visiting them at practice.
She would try to show off for the beautiful woman, and butterflies would form in her stomach when ever the beautiful woman would giggle when she watched her mess up, and say she did that on purpose.
She looked for the beautiful woman in the crowd at the arena before she had to go up on the platform. She would wave to her when she caught the beautiful woman's eye. After matches, she and the beautiful woman would hang out together around town when the boys were swarmed by fan girls. She liked bonding with the beautiful woman.
Then she felt confused.
Why did she get butterflies in her stomach when she was around the beautiful woman? Why did her heart beat faster when ever the beautiful woman smile? Why did she feel like she had to do stupid things just to hear the beautiful woman laugh? Why was she so captivated by this beautiful woman?
It all made sense after that time on the race track when they raced together.
She was in love with the beautiful woman.
…
She was terrified.
She was terrified of the man with the mask.
She hated his eyes.
She hated the way they bore into her, as if looking into her very soul.
She would never forget they way his eyes looked at her after she failed to beat him when she challenged him.
She would never forget the way his eyes mocked her as they followed her down that snowy hill.
Even when she figured out who the man with the mask really was, she was still terrified.
She was terrified for her friends and her self proclaimed adopted family. She was scared for their safety.
Even though she was still terrified of the man with the mask, she vowed that she would beat him, and her friends, family, and the world would be safe.
She would restore balance to the world.
…
Her world shattered apart.
Tears escaped her wide eyes that looked up past his thumb, past his arm, and into his mocking eyes behind the mask.
She could feel her spirit breaking as he removed his hand.
And when he walked over to her friend, she lost it.
She was surprised when the man with the mask flew down the hall. She looked to her hand in disbelief.
She broke out of his bloodbending spell as she kicked and punched, sending air flying at the man with the mask. She didn't stop until he broke through the window and fell into the water.
She fell exhausted into her friend's arms as the man with the mask fled in a tunnel of water.
…
Everything was white again.
She looked around and saw nothing.
She was all alone.
"You're not alone." A deep voice said.
She turned around and gaped as she stared at the man.
"What... What are you doing here?" She asked him. "Why are you choosing now to show up and talk to me?"
"It's when we hit our lowest point, we are open to the greatest change." He said, before putting one hand on her shoulder, and a thumb on her forehead.
What she felt was... Different. It wasn't like any feeling she felt before. It felt as though something inside of her was being mended back together.
When she opened up here eyes, she saw all of them. All of the previous Avatars. Their eyes glowed before they disappeared, and she felt them within herself. She felt their power. It was exhilarating.
Then she felt immense pain.
Then everything turned black.