How does it feel

How does it feel 53

Notes: This chapter's a little gruesome. More to come. Favs, follows, and comments are appreciated.

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The secret agent sits in the computerized room beneath city hall. "Activate personality profile two."

"Confirmed."

Chelse takes in an exhausted breath. She'd been trying to reason with the computer system for over an hour. Maybe she was missing something. "Katara, for the last time, Azula …is… a …traveler. How can you not see that?"

"The traveler recognition program is absolute Seika. Her vibration has not changed. There is some other explanation. My systems have not been accessed or tampered with. You and the president are currently the only ones with authorization." Katara says.

"Then tell me how she knows the ins and outs of our organization. Tell me how she got a hold of your access code." Chelse says angrily. "And how do you know she hasn't hacked into your database?"

"The only logical explanation is a Red Lotus informant within the ranks of the White Lotus. And with regard to my database, I am programmed to deactivate if there is interference from unauthorized sources." The computerized voice says matter of factly.

Chelse furrows her brow and lowers her eyes. The most likely suspect would be her second in command, but she'd known him since she first joined the military. He'd never betray her.

The former fire essence takes in a heavy breath. "Katara if she's not a traveler, why are you advising me to keep her alive? The way she's stalking me I'm sure I can get close enough to kill her."

"Azula's death will result in fifty years of war. If she's kept alive that number will decrease." Katara says.

Chelse lowers her eyes. Just what kind of ace did Azula have up her sleeve that could cause the world to go to war? None of it made any sense. "What about the traveler? What happens if she dies?"

The large computer screen begins to flash bright red. "If any traveler is killed our planet's dimensional stability will be altered to match that of their world of origin. Korra Santo is an Omega Class traveler. Her vibration is directly connected to the ecosystem of any world she visits. If she dies worldwide natural disasters will claim billions of lives."

"So what am I supposed to do? Is there any outcome where Asami makes it through this? Have any of the probabilities changed?" Chelse asks sadly.

"0.00% chance of deviation. As of right now, she will be taken from this world by Korra Santo in three months time."

Chelse covers her face with her hands.

The computerized room begins to flash with various colored lights. "Chance of deviation has been updated to 15.2%"

Chelse furrows her brow. "What?"

"24%"

Chelse gets up from her seat as a smaller screen appears in the corner of the wall. "What's the situation?" She asks the sentry.

"Commander, the traveler is on the main floor." He says.

A video pops up.