The Legend of Korra : Mark of the Moon

Circles

CHATTERING FILLED the air as President Raiko and members of his delegation made their way through the underground terminal, their voices deepening his concerns. Despite there finally being a greater chance for peace among the four nations, the man felt more and more distressed and feared the worst was yet to come.

"... AND SO we'll be rounding up our forces," Iroh said on the other end.

"Now? I thought you were just about to sign the peace treaty." Asami said; worry washing over her as she stood in her office at Future Industries.

"Korra was right, if we aren't prepared for what's coming, we'll lose."

"Then why tell me all this? Isn't this information classified?"

"Because I trust you," Iroh responded, making her smile slightly. "And also because we need to coordinate so we can get some of my men in one of those Chi-Suits; we're going to need them if we're going to defeat the Mark of the Moon's bloodbenders."

"I'm having my scientists run final tests on them - if those bastards attack, we'll be ready for them."

"Alright, keep me posted."

"I will." Asami said, hanging up. Grabbing her coat, she headed out of the room.

IROH STEPPED out of his office and into the secret terminal, waiting for President Raiko's arrival as he'd escort him to his home. He stood beside two subordinate officers and waited, putting together defensive strategies for the city when he heard a loud bang across the hall. He jerked up and looked to his right, seeing a wave of ice freeze the walls and Raiko getting flung across the floor.

"Mr President!" Iroh rushed to his side when a sharp blade of ice shoot through a wall and right toward his neck!

The man quickly slid beneath it and shielded his face as his subordinates were impaled to death by two other frozen spikes. Iroh panted and looked down the hall Raiko was flung out of, seeing a United Forces Officer and one of Raiko's own guards walking toward them with ice wrapped around their arms.

"What kind of mutiny is this!?" Iroh frowned.

The Forces Officer drew out a knife and Iroh took a fighting stance, ready to defend himself when the officer sliced his own palm! Letting the blood drip, the soldier muttered to himself and slapped his hand on the floor, making the blood spread out. Iroh stood there, stunned as the blood moved and formed a symbolic pattern on the floor.

Before he could react, the guard chucked a spike at him, impaling him in the gut and pinning him against the wall. Iroh coughed up blood and looked up to see the two men going after Raiko who had passed out on the floor. Summoning fire, the general burned the ice off him and rolled on the ground, spreading a wave of flame that covered the hallway and set it ablaze.

The Forces Officer and guard covered their faces from the blazing heat and looked on to see that Iroh and Raiko had vanished! Sharing a look, they ran through the fire.

"AND PABU went flying through the ring of fire and stuck the landing! It was amazing, you should see the mover, Pabu stole the entire show!" Bolin grinned as he, Mako and Korra stepped out of the restaurant and walked down the street.

"Whoa, guess you really did train the lil guy." Korra said.

"Yeah, it's too bad he had to go travelling with the circus again, but hey, when he comes around, I'll make sure you two have front row seats!"

"We wouldn't miss it, Bolin." Mako said.

"Ugh, I feel like I'm pregnant," Korra stretched out, "That food was great."