The Myth of Y/N (Korra X Reader)

THE RED LOTUS

Korra's POV

Opening my eyes I am greeted by a sight of beautiful trees with ember leaves and the same orange sky that was in the physical world. Spirits roam across the sky in a peaceful process.

The Spirit World.

I have no time to admire the scenery, though. I have a job to do.

Marching to one of the trees, I immediately find my target standing on a nearby hill.

Aiwei.

Before I can even confront him, however, another man appears out of nowhere. I recognise him instantly from my attempted kidnapping back in Zaofu. The grey and black robes and the shining bald head.

Zaheer.

Ducking behind one of the trees, I watch Zaheer walking towards his spy, his steps and stature alone convey his intense anger and frustration.

"What happened back in Zaofu?" He asks the truth seer, his irritation evident. "You told me we wouldn't have any problems getting the Avatar? Because of you, we've all been compromised."

Surprisingly, despite being able to detect one's change in heartbeat, Aiwei doesn't seem to notice Zaheer's anger. Or maybe he does and is trying to play it cool. Either way, it isn't working.

"No, any evidence was destroyed when my library burned."

"Where is your physical body now?"

"At the Misty Palms Inn. But there is no need to worry. I was not followed."

"You left a loose end."

The declaration from Zaheer stirs up uneasiness within me. I have an idea what he's talking about.

Aiwei does not. "I assure you; no one knows anything about us."

"No, you are the loose end."

Then, he grabs the truth seer!

NO!

Rushing forward, I yell out "Zaheer!" in an attempt to let him go. The criminal does turn to me, eyes widened in surprise, but a second afterwards they both disappear.

DAMMIT!

Looking around, I try to find any trace of Zaheer or Aiwei or even the tiniest hint of where they went. I get nothing.

Before I can wallow in my disappointment, though, I hear the same sound Zaheer made when he first arrived here.

Turning right around, I see the airbending criminal...alone.

Oh no.

"It seems Aiwei was mistaken." He states, lips curling in a sadistic smirk. "He was followed."

"That's right." I confirm, not letting his confidence shaken my own. "We knew he'd lead us straight to you. Now, what did you do with him?"

"He'll be spending an eternity in the Fog of Lost Souls." He answers with a sense of sick, twisted pleasure of dooming a man to a fate worse than death. "Which just leaves the two of us."

The smirk that was plastered on Zaheer's face is gone, replaced with an even more sinister smile.

Clenching my fists, I stare him down.

It's time to get answers.

Y/N'S POV

I stare at Korra's seemingly lifeless meditative sitting position in anticipation, all the while tapping my foot against the ground consistently in impatience.