How does it feel

How does it feel 47

Notes: Korra's New World Backstories.

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Bolin's bottom lip trembles as he releases the most girlish squeal in the world. "Y-y-y-you're a….superhero! Korra! This is the most incredible thing in the history of mankind! We gotta tell….."

Korra covers his mouth and looks around cautiously. "Quiet, it's not that simple alright." Then she spends the next few minutes explaining the situation to him…well as much as she felt he could understand anyway, which wasn't a lot.

Bolin couldn't comprehend how his best friend suddenly woke up with super powers. He insisted that there had to be a radioactive spider in their room somewhere. Korra assured him that that wasn't the case and did her best to keep him calm.

If she was going to figure her way out of this situation then she would need his help. Bolin happily agreed and the two friends eventually got on their way starting the work day. Korra thought it was best to locate her other friends to see if they remembered anything.

"Korra I'm just saying all you need to do is save like one rich person and we'd be set for life. We wouldn't need to do this stupid job anymore. It'll be easy. We head downtown to one of the news stations and wait for one of the celebrities to get robbed. You'll be on TV and everything. We'd be killing two birds with one stone."

The Avatar shakes her head as they stop in front of the museum. "I said no, Bo. I need to lay low and find out if anyone in this world remembers me."

"But we do remember you." He says.

"No, the real me."

Bolin rolls his eyes with annoyance. "Oh you mean like 'your wife', Asami Sato? You might have superpowers but I think that spider venom fried your brain."

Korra throws her hands up. "Urgh! For the last time, nothing bit me. I'm not from another planet. And I'm not a..a..a mutant or X-man or whatever! I'm just me! The world wasn't like this an hour ago alright."

"Hey, hey take it easy. I'm just saying we shouldn't rule out any possibilities. You don't even remember that I got you this job. There's no telling how many changes you and your mom made to the world." He says furrowing his brow as dark ominous clouds gather in the sky.

"Argh! They're not my mothers!" She yells.

Bolin points into the sky. "Uhhh Korra…."

The Avatar takes a deep breath knowing what was happening. Apparently it didn't matter what world she was in; her emotions still affected the environment. The clouds quickly begin to dissipate.

Bolin watches the sky as his friend heads up the stairs to the museum's entrance. He runs and catches up to her. "You know there's a comic book character that controls the weather, right. Her name is Storm. I'm not saying that should be your name or anything, but you should think about it. I mean you can't go around calling yourself the Avatar. People are gonna think you're a total otaku."

Korra shakes her head and continues up the stairs. She stops at the front desk. Her eyes widen seeing Pema there.

The former air acolyte was a neatly kept museum attendant. She wore a gray skirt suit with a long black tie. Pema has a strange forced smile on her face. "Can I help you?"