What Life Could Be

Asami P.O.V

Chapter 3: Leaving


I can't stay here anymore, it's too much.

I quickly but also as quietly as I could packed my things into a large suite case only taking what I needed. I dressed myself in my usual clothing of black top, dark red coat and long pants with boots to match, than I unlocked the door to leave. However the strange feeling to turn around made me look back into the dark room. My eyes now adjusted to the inky darkness focusing unconsciously on the girl spread on the bed with a peaceful smile on her tanned face. Seeing her so relaxed and adorable brought a smile to my face. The moon's rays danced along her beautiful features making her seem angelic, surreal and I couldn't stop staring. The one person I wanted to get away from was making me want to stay, casting her spell without even realizing.

Without meaning too I dropped my things quietly to the ground and moved so I was standing directly in front the sleeping girl. I probably sound like some kind of stalker right now but … I just couldn't divert my eyes, something strong was trying to convince me to stay. I bent down and pressed my lips to her forehead without thinking, the warmth given to me from her spreading to my lips and throughout my body. Stroking her hair softly I sighed as leaving without saying goodbye wasn't as easy as I had predicted, especially to her. We had been growing closer over the weeks and to just leave … would she be hurt if I left?

Countless times I had tried to leave, in the middle of the night, complete silence and the cold midnight air cuddling my body. Yet I would always turn back in the doorway, captivated by the sleeping woman that I shared a room with. Unable to see life without her cocky smile, her pure innocent eyes and confident nature, how could I leave such a gorgeous woman? Because of her qualities I'd get trapped every time.

However this time was going to be different I had to leave, I had to escape no matter how much I wanted to stay, to stay with her. Using the last of my determination I retracted my hand that stroked her soft hair, oh how much the urge to just unpack and get dressed back into sleep wear and cuddle against her was. Biting my bottom lip I stood and walked quietly grabbing my bags and with one final look back "Goodbye Korra …"

I was gone.


The wind howled outside as the fresh sea water clashed with the metal of the ship. I had left, yes the realization that'd I'd left Air Temple Island was still creeping up on me.

I left her.

A single tear escaped and I closed eyes in an attempt to stop them but despite my efforts they fell. Somewhere deep inside me hope sparkled … hope that she was going to miss me. The short time we spent together was wonderful, they will always be precious to me … but the question was would they be to her. I've convinced myself she'll never see me the way I want, like how Mako gazes at her like she's his life, his world. I want those eyes that shine like the clear blue sky to gaze at me like that, to hold love within them only for me, not Mako or anyone else. Yet they did and everyday became too agonisingly painful to handle.

I choke trying to hold back a sob, the happiness spent with her has turned to pain that has escalated slowly every day at the unfortunate truth that I will never have her.    

Trying to avoid the subject completely I begin to watch the storm brewing outside becoming stronger and more violent, roaring like the gods are angered. Inside my gut I felt something signalled that something wasn't right. Since I was getting bored with my surroundings and the nature that reminded me of a certain avatar I decided to explore the ship that was going to take me back home.

Home … I don't even know if I have that anymore. I've lost my father, my only family, I've lost my confidence and self-purpose and even worse … I've willingly chosen to loose Korra.

Pushing my conflicting emotions aside I opened the metal door that leads to the hall. Instantly instinct takes over and yells at me subconsciously that something is definitely wrong. As I inspected I realized the hall was too quiet, men usually walked these halls for whatever reason, fixing broken pipes or polishing the large metal walls. Yet none were heard or seen. Not to mention the captain hadn't spoken for 1 hour and that was unusual during a storm. Cautiously I decided to quietly walk down the hall better to be safe than sorry. As I descended further down my sharp ears caught the sound of a faint voice so I decided to pursue and investigate, like there was anything better to do.

"Is that all the cleaners and workers in this part?" I strained my ears to hear where the voice was traveling from as I edged quietly closer and close, ninja style. "Yeah I'm pree sure this is it … All that's left is clear deck 2" a rather rough and deep voice confirmed, obviously a man. Pin pointing the closed door that definitely held the owners of the many voices inside I calmed my breathing and with new focus, all thoughts of anything else disappeared like smoke as I pressed my ear against the door, my gut telling me not to knock.

The sound of something ripping and a loud scream of a man echoed through the hall from behind the door "Where is the rest of your crew?" that voice, it sounds familiar? Curiosity taking over I peeked through the small gap left by some idiot who can't close a door properly. I saw all the cleaners and workers tied up, tape covering their mouths, blind folds blinding them, trapping them in darkness. What is going on?

"I w-will never tell y-you!" a random man spat, big mistake as the large man grabbed the man's head disgustingly and snapped it with an effortless and loud snap. "You asses better answer correctly if you don't want a broken neck" All the blind folded men shivered away like mice, fear corrupting them to what they had heard.

Moving on I observed the man I assumed was talking before and with the killer neck trick. He was very tall and wasn't small either, his muscles bulged out like balloons … hard balloons with pulsing veins. He wore a dark black suit like the chee blockers except his arms and legs from the knee were exposed. Seeing what I needed too I was about to act when "Have you found the girl?" My eye locked onto the owner of the voice and my face contorted in focus as a small gap isn't much to work with.  

"No, but the others are searching now … tell me … why is the girl important?"

Girl? What girl? Whatever, I need to do something. With great care I took a few small steps back and when I thought I was at a safe distance I bolted eagerly towards my room. I needed my equalist glove, can't take all of them with pure skill. A corner neared and with speed and precision I skidded around the corner however I was knocked on my butt by something hard.

Glancing up in annoyance, my face turned pale as a large hand grasped my shoulder roughly, pulling me with an iron grip that hurt up onto my feet. In desperation and slight fear I punched the brute in all the weak spots located in the human body yet without affect. He raised his hand.

Pain engulfed my senses now both physically and mentally … my vision began to fail as he let me go, allowing me to hit the ground like a rock. Blood slowly leaked across the floor, glowing from the light towards the man's feet. Another man soon appeared and bent down to me but all I saw was their legs. "Asami Sato … it's a pleasure…"

Unconsciousness took over and all I saw was Korra's beautiful smile slowly blurring away, disappearing from my memory.