Our Spirits Intertwine

Traces

The smell of wildflowers invaded Aisuya's senses, causing the young woman to stir from her slumber. Her ocean blue orbs now more focused as she peered around realizing she had once again returned to the spirit world. For a fairly large tree loomed over head giving Aisuya the sense of wholeness, feeling the very heart beat of the spirit world itself. It was beautiful, something Aisuya never believed she would ever witness. The mere sight of the tree causing the young woman to suddenly gasp as flashes of a man garbed in water tribe attire invaded her sight. The man seemed to glare towards Aisuya herself as he sent wave after wave of freezing water at Aisuya.

Waves which shocked and confused her body at the sheer cold of his attacks. The man cackled towards Aisuya stating that he would be the new Avatar. And she was not. It was then that Aisuya ceased her fighting, realizing she herself never was the Avatar. Korra was. Peering towards the man Aisuya released a scream that was not her own. One that she knew all too well. One that belonged to Korra. Erupted from her lungs confusing Aisuya beyond compare as she gripped onto her head. The image of the man fading in and out of focus, his words now booming in her ear. Increasing Aisuya's and Korra's cry. "The World Doesn't Need you as its Avatar!" His words hurtful invading Aisuya's heart to no end. Clouding her very view of the world before her. She had become clouded, conflicted by the sudden memories which riddled the spirit world. Memories that were never truly hers, yet belonged to Korra. But had seemed to collide unintentionally. Causing the young Aisuya whom had rather suddenly become a partial avatar. Mock, no Semi Avatar, which made the Aisuya open to various parts of Korra. Including her memories infact.

With tears in her eyes Aisuya slumped to her knees, gripping onto her head tightly. Screaming out in utter pain, pleading with the voice to cease. But it didn't, Aisuya began to nearly crack under the voice. Her own individuality coming into question. And ever slowly crumbling under the invasion. It was then that the sudden appearence of the Silent Man made itself known to Aisuya. His illuminating form slowly dissipating revealing a man perhaps in his early 30's. Bald, with the air nomad arrow in its trademark blue hue eteched upon his head.

The man held light brown orbs which were accompanied by his brown beard. The man stretched his hand out for Aisuya. Gripping onto her wrist causing something to stir within her. Hope. "If you give in now, you and Korra will be lost." He called out, the man's words ringing within Aisuya's ears. Drowning out the negative words of the man prior. 'Korra.' Aisuya thought to herself as an image of Korra filled her head. The tears in those lovely eyes of hers she shed in pain. Tears that Aisuya wished she could wipe from existence. She couldn't leave now. She couldnt leave Korra alone. Not ever.

With a sudden burst of energy, Aisuya bid her eyes to open. The illuminating orbs of the Spirit of Light filling her irises. Aisuya then turned towards the source of the taunting voice. Flicking her wrist as the image of him faded leaving nothing but Aisuya and the silent man. Whom couldn't help but to smile at the power radiating from Aisuya. He knew Raava had given the girl the capabilities of being an Avatar, but not to such a state. Aisuya herself was a force to reckon with. And if she and Korra were to ever truly become one. Embracing their destinies then the world might truly be saved from future darkness.

The silent man chuckled before complimenting Aisuya "Raava has outdone herself, she found the another perfect vessel."  His words seeming to almost bring Aisuya out of the Avatar State. Her ocean blue orbs returning once more, causing the young woman to release a heavy sigh of relief. Aisuya turned towards the man before her, now examining him more closely. Her eyes now wide as she soon realized who this man truly was. "Y-Your...." Aisuya began, her voice barely above a whisper causing the man to chuckle.

"Now, now no need to be so formal. After all you and I are the same." The man began as he casually walked across the valley of lush greenery, with Aisuya quick on his heels. Questions building within her, questions that Aisuya desperately needed answers to. "W-Wait!" Aisuya called out as she struggled to follow the bald man. Whom now appeared to be using the air around him, shaping it with his hands slowly but fluently. Causing the wind to take the shape of sphere, hopping upon it and riding in nauseous circles around Aisuya.

"Don't worry. Here is where we need to be. Where you need to be." The man commented with a smile as Aisuya stomped the ground slightly. Becoming irritated at the games the man continued to play. It was true Aisuya knew his identity and was in fact a powerful and well respected man. Alive or dead. Rubbing her forehead soothingly Aisuya pleaded with the man, questioning what exactly he meant about Aisuya needing to be in the Spirit World. Upon hearing her question the man ceased his circles on his air scooter, now allowing the wind itself to propel him forward. So that he was mere inches from Aisuya.

The wind rippling around the two, tossing Aisuya's raven locks in the air. " Here, is where you learn. And here is where the truth you seek lies." The man stated referring to the vast world around them. Yet before them was a single winding road, leading deeper and deeper into the outskirts of the Spirit World. An area untraveled by man for thousands of years, and now this man. Her guide was telling her to go. To follow the trail which would lead to her destiny and Korra's as well.

Aisuya quietly peered towards the man, his gaze unwavering. Bidding Aisuya to step forward, to take her life and hold onto it as tightly as possible. "Don't be afraid, you will never be alone again." The bald man said as he placed a reassuring hand on Aisuya's shoulder. Causing the young woman to turn making eye contact with the gentle man. But Aisuya no longer saw just the man. No, for now instead of just he. Now stood at least 40-50 people, varying from male or female. Nation to nation. Each person's gaze filled with not only bravery, but loyalty.

The bald man smiled now immersing himself within the group. "We will always be with you, Avatar." The people stated their voices mixing becoming one not truly belonging to just one. But of many. Their presence alone giving Aisuya the confidence she needed to push forward. She would do it. She would follow the road and figby in the Spirit World. In hopes that somehow Korra would become whole again, before it was too late.