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Hi! So, I've never written a story for this fandom before, but I used to watch both ATLA and LoK, and I decided to write something that I've been toying around with for a while. I have absolutely no idea where this is going to go, it could be really long or short, and I don't have much of a plan, but we will see! In the unlikely chance that you have ever read any of my other stories, then you will know that all of them have to do with time travel in some way. Apparently I have a style... Anyway, I hope you enjoy this!

Also, I don't usually write in the third person, but it felt like this story would be better told if it wasn't from any one specific point of view. In later chapters, I might change it to 1st, but we'll see.

This story does diverge from the show's timeline, however all relationships, and hopefully personalities will remain strictly canon. (ie. korrasami is a thing)

This story begins right in the middle of episode 1x9 "Out of the Past", when Bolin, Asami, Mako, Tenzin, Lin, and three council members (southern water tribe, earth kingdom, and fire nation representatives) are confronting Tarrlok about kidnapping Korra.

This story is cross-posted on ao3 and , so if you see it on there under the name of Middlemist1, that is me.

"Don't make this worse for yourself," Tenzin said, his face solemn as he raised his hand in defense against Tarrlok.

Tarrlok's face contorted in anger and fear as he raised his hands to attack them when-

BANG.

A flash of light enveloped the entire room, and everyone dropped to the floor, covering their heads with their arms.

As the light faded, the form of a woman took shape on the floor in between Tarrlok and everyone else.

Everyone slowly lowered their arms, shocked.

Beifong reacted first, attacking Tarrlok and quickly binding his hands and his feet, rendering him immobile.

"Korra?!" Mako shouted, recognizing her first, and rushing forward to pull her into his lap.

However, the second he turned her over he reared back in shock.

Everyone else surrounded them, while Tenzin kneeled beside Korra, looking at her in astonishment. Beifong and Chief Sicon dragged Tarrlok out while calling for backup.

"What..." Bolin asked, at a loss for words. "What just happened?"

Asami shook her head, her face both worried and pissed off at the same time. "I have no idea."

"That is Korra right?" Bolin whispered to her.

"I... I think so? I mean, it looks like her..." Asami suddenly looked horrified. "What did he do to her?"

Korra was unconscious, lying limply in Mako's arms. She had a large gash along her side and a smaller one on her left arm. Her hair was cropped short, not anything like her signature ponytail style, and she looked different. She was still Korra, just... her face was more angular, more aged. Her arms were riddled with wounds long since scarred over. She was what Korra would look like in about decade, maybe more. She didn't look 17. She looked closer to 25. Maybe 30.

Lin walked back in but stopped a few feet away, her face contorting in confusion when she saw the young avatar, rendered speechless.

And everyone noticed this, but nobody understood it. Bloodbending manipulated people against their will, but it didn't age them. At least, no one had ever heard of it aging someone. Then again, it wasn't exactly an ability you saw every day, so...

Tenzin was the first to take the initiative.

"Call a healer, and have her brought back to Air Temple Island, we can find out what happened later."

The moments after that were pure chaos.

A few hours later, as the sun was beginning to set, Korra woke up in a familiar, yet unfamiliar place. Her old room in Air Temple Island.

She'd stopped living here almost three years ago (a year and a half after she and Asami started dating), preferring to stay with her wife in her mansion on the outskirts of the city, and only came back for holidays. Or if there was some end-of-world disaster about to happen. She preferred the former, but with her luck, it was usually the latter.

However, it didn't look like this anymore, with her few personal belongings scattered here and there. It had become just a guest room, as bear as all the others in this hallway.

What the hell had happened?!

Her head pounded and she sat up slowly, groaning as she did. Her side was wrapped in bandages, along with her left arm. Both were stinging like hell, but it wasn't even close to the worst she had ever had, so she ignored the pain. Her head, however, was a different matter. The world was spinning, and she felt seconds away from heaving up her lunch.

Someone jolted upright from where they were sitting beside her bed.

"Korra, thank the spirits!"

And what the hell was Mako doing here?!

A/N: I know that this chapter is really short, but I don't want to write more if it doesn't get a very good reception. My chapters are almost always 1000+ words, generally closer to 2,000.

I will continue this if it gets good reviews! If not, well, it was a fun project.

Were the characters (from what you could tell so far) OOC?

Please comment!