Fight
“I can’t do this anymore!”
Katara waited for her student and she felt the pressure she felt from her late husband , it reminded her of Aang but she breathed in softly and waited.
“You don’t even understand! Why am I going through this training when I am not the avatar anymore! What is the point?! I lost my connection to Ravva I lost my connection to Aang, I lost my connection to all of them. SO WHY AM I HERE!”
Korra wanted to blast a snowball to the wall but she couldn’t. She was filled with sorrow and anger. She clutched her arm rests and even that angered her and she threw the chair as far away from her as she could but only drove it two centimeters away.
She was at her breaking point, as she fell to the floor on her knees and covered her face with her palms as the hot tears ran down her cheeks.
“I can’t do this anymore…”
Korra held herself knowing she couldn’t find the comfort she needed by her loved one.
Katara witnessed all this and walked delicately slow to her until she put her arm on her students shoulders.
“You can Korra.”
With a fear Korra smacked her teachers hand away.
“DON’T TOUCH ME!”
She looked at her teacher in fear and then sadness and regret.
“I’m sorry….please just let me go back to my room.”
Katara looked at her with understanding, and called the white lotus guard.
“Take Korra back to her room please, she requires rest.”
The white lotus member brought Korra back to her chair as he had to lift her up back into her chair.
Weakness was all Korra could feel in that moment. That’s all she felt as the next two days continued.
Until she was in one more session with Katara and all the memories came flooding in.
Korras POV:
Feeling the laughter in my chest and the pulse of my drums lifting into my shoulders to ease the pain of these aches in my heart.
I think of Asami, of Aang, of Katara and my family. Of everyone and everything I ever loved.
I can’t stop the shakes in my shoulders even when I fall to the ground. I laugh in a bitter sweet victory that I haven’t given up or that I even long to fight back.
Death would be an easier option yes but it wouldn’t solve any equation I look on after. Even if I don’t believe in transcending into the spirit realm or being in the avatar state or even just life after death.
My life would still give pain to my mother and father, to my friends, to the people I know as just Korra.
“Lift yourself up Korra”
I heard Katara on the right side of me on the pole and I had to lift myself off my knees from the ground.
“There you go, you have gotten the hang of it.”
I smirk in bitter amusement knowing I don’t have it but I am willing to fight for the people I love. Each memory they stood beside me, each memory they took a part of themselves to fight. Especially Tenzin. Seeing him beat up after Zaheer was what drove her over the line she had to fight for, he was like an unspoken elder brother, and now she had to fight for him so she could get better for the city.
Korra panted and sweated from her brow to her shoulders.
“I am doing this for all of them!”