The legend of Korra: The Sansar Returns

Prologue

The moon was full as the couple exited their friends' house, "Be safe out there," the friend called out, the gentleman waved and hurried with his wife along with their one-month-old baby and their two year old into their palanquin car aided by their chauffeur.

"Driver take us home." the gentleman ordered, "Yes sir," the Chauffer replied. The city lights flickered revealing tall skyscrapers, Art museums, and other buildings. They cruise down the street, existing Republic City. The gentleman and his wife looked at their baby with tender love as the oldest nestled in the middle over on his fathers lap.

"I can't wait to show your father our baby." the gentleman said smiling.

"I know, Mother has been pestering me all month about seeing her. " his wife said chuckling to herself. Suddenly they came to a complete stop.

The gentleman frowned, "Why did we stop?" he asked irritated, "Forgive me sir, it seems that the intersection is blocked," answered the Chauffeur.

"Must be an incoming train,"  his wife suggested.

"Hmm, must be," the gentleman said, thinking.

All of a sudden, the car's windshield brakes, and a hand takes the driver knocking him out unconscious, causing the little boy to jolt up and the baby girl to cry, "What's going on?" the gentleman asked, as his wife comforts the infant. The gentleman got out of the car only to meet ten people in masks wielding long rod-like weapons. Their leader, Lieutenant, stepped out of the group.

"You!" the gentleman hissed, narrowing his eyes.

"Well, well, nice to see the family's all here," Lieutenant said.

"What are you doing here?" he asked,

" We're here to settle your debt you owe us,"

"I told you we don't want anything to do with you," the gentleman answered, "Leave now!"

"I'm afraid we can't do that." Lieutenant said, taking out his weapons from behind his back, "We were going to be civil about it, but you leave us no choice," he and the other men drew out their weapons, and the gentleman held out both his hands as fire sparked in his palms. 

"Dear?" his wife said worriedly, holding the young children.

"Take Zetsuna and run!"

"But-"

"Just go! I'll hold them off, and keep Zenji safe," the gentleman said as he made a fire belt around him, defending himself from the marauders. His wife obeyed and kissed the child on the forehead.

"Mama?" the little boy asked.

"Mama is going to be right back okay? Just stay right here." She then raced down the street, tears welling in her eyes. It was too late in the evening to call for help, and those people are notorious around these parts. What is she going to do? Where is she going to go? She was on the harbor now. The big full moon shows it's soft rays on Air Temple Island.