The Legend of Korra : Mark of the Moon

Fear

"AH, FRIENDS, it's been a while!" Varrick walked towards Korra, Mako and Bolin with his arms outstretched and hugged Korra.

"It's good to see you, Varrick." She received the gesture awkwardly. With a small smile, she handed him the case. "So, you think you've got time to check this out?"

"What's this?" He opened it, his brow raised in confusion. "It's empty."

"We found this on Wednesday when we searched the Mark of the Moon's hide out." Mako walked around Varrick, taking a seat beside the window where the light sprinkled in. "We thought you could figure out what it meant since its Norse."

"Glad you still come to me for this kinda stuff." The inventor lifted the box above his head, squinting at its markings.

"So, you've got any idea?" Bolin sat down along with Korra. He noticed Mako frown slightly as she avoided him, deciding to pretend he didn't sense the tension.

"Mmm-hmm ... hmm ..." Varrick frowned. "Ah-ha! It's got Norse markings on it!" He grinned.

"That's what we just said!" A vein popped on Korra's forehead.

"Let me have a look at it." Ju-Li, having set some tea on the office desk, walked up to them. She took the case from Varrick and studied it. Her eyes thinned as she read, a glow of curiosity gleaming in them as she frowned. "It says 'Key of Sethos'."

"Sethos?" Mako sat up, his brows crossing as he looked to her.

"That's what it says." She opened the lid and looked inside, the triangular depression within spiking her interest. "Was it empty when you got it?" She turned to Korra.

"Well, no. There were these dragon riders who beat us to the punch and stole something and we thought whatever it was must've been in there." Korra pointed at the box.

"Whatever it is could be part of a collection of objects meant to open something." Ju-Li closed it. "I could run some tests on it to at least figure out what the object inside was made of, but I can't promise any more than that."

"We'd be grateful." Korra stood up and smiled slightly.

"Let us know if you find anything." Mako rose to his feet and headed for the door.

"Sure thing." Varrick leaned against the table and sipped some tea.

Mako, Korra and Bolin exited the room. Closing the door behind him, Mako watched as the other two walked ahead of him. He noticed Korra's step being slightly hurried and frowned a little as he walked up to her.

"Hey, Korra, is something wrong?" He held her shoulder and halted her.

"No, I'm fine." She shook her shoulder and huffed, notably avoiding eye contact.

"... Okay."

"Good." She followed Bolin down the hall.

THE SOUNDS of chatter and camera flashes flooded in as Korra entered City Hall. To her right and left were several civilians, Air acolytes and delegates from the four nations seated in rows. She looked over and smiled as she walked to where Varrick, Ju-Li, Mako, Bolin, Asami, Pema and her family sat and sent waves their way.

"We're glad to see you, Korra. We thought you wouldn't make it." Pema smiled warmly as she sat down at the end of the chair.

"Yeah, I kinda had a rough night yesterday, but I'm fine now." She rubbed her nape.

"I can't believe we're finally seeing a time when the four nations would be truly united." Asami beamed as she looked to the podium at the front stage. "I wish my father were here to see this."