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Good Old-Fashioned Revenge	By : IndigoHaze Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Legend of Korra, The Views: 24720 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Good Old-Fashioned Revenge
- 2-A Meal Best Served Cold
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Spoilers for Episode 7 Ahead
Description: Asami Sato chooses to join her father in his equalist movement. Due to the events described in Of Mistakes and Malintent as well as those within Episode 7, she decides that she deserves a bit of vengeance. The story below is what follows.
A/N: Let's be honest, I wanted to write Asami/Korra scenes. I just needed a way to do it. This is that vessel. The first chapter is only the set-up, however. I don't know how many chapters I'm going to make this, but each subsequent chapter will be a stage in Korra's torture. I have no schedule. I will be updating sporadically, so keep watching. Hope you enjoy.
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Good Old-Fashioned Revenge
By: IndigoHaze

            Green eyes sparkled in the darkness. Once gentle, they had turned cold and tonight they belonged to a predator. How much trouble had she caused in her recklessness? More than any had right to make. Not just that, but the way she batted her eyes at Mako would have been enough. Yes, the Avatar would answer to Amon soon enough, but before that, she would answer to the Heiress to the Sato fortune. The lesson she tried to teach the other day would go a little differently now, but the idea was still the same: Asami Sato was not just another pretty face.
            The platinum door slipped open, the faint whirring of its mechanism causing the Avatar to raise her head just long enough to see her visitor. Her head snapped away as soon as recognition showed on her features, the heavy platinum door closing with a dull thud. Her lips pouted in anger, nostrils flaring.
            “What?” She barked. There were plenty of things Asami expected to be called, but none of them came. This wasn’t good. She needed the anger, the fight. That was the purpose of coming before Amon took her powers.
            “I just had a couple of questions,” Asami said with perfect serenity. It bit into Korra’s anger, but the girl didn’t turn. She continued. “You know, Mako will side with me eventually and so will Bolin.” She looked down at her nails, expecting a glare from the Avatar. “It’s just a matter of time.”
            “They’ll never do that; if you think they will you’re crazier than I thought.” Korra’s eyes were upon her now. Asami looked up and smiled a little.
            “They will. They have the same history that I do.” She wasn’t sure that they would, but she needed to get the girl talking. She needed the fire burning.
            “Sure, whatever,” She turned away.
            “You really are in love with him, aren’t you?” She laughed. “That’s cute, though a little unbecoming of an Avatar, wouldn’t you say?” Korra flushed.
            “That’s none of your business, why are you even here?”
            “A little Sparrowkeet told me the Avatar had a tryst the other night,” Korra felt her blood chill. “Oh yes, there’s that guilt. Finally, I thought you were entirely without scruples.”
            “Asami,” Korra said, “I didn’t think-“
            “No, you didn’t.” Asami said, smiling a little. “But you’ll have enough time to think and regret.” Korra looked down at the floor. “You know,” She said. “I don’t know if I would have joined my father had I not learned about you.” She moved in close, grabbing the other girl’s chin and cheeks, forcing her to look at the heiress. “I asked my father for a few lessons from the Chi Benders,” Korra’s eyes widened and she slapped Asami’s hand away. The threat was enough to snap her out of her guilt.
            “Get off of me,”
            “Afraid?” She tossed her head back in an airy laugh, her black hair cascading over her shoulders. “Oh, that’s good, very good.”
            “What do you want?” Korra said, her voice a little too shrill.
            “Revenge, retribution, the usual,” She said. “But it’s time to start the engine, isn’t it?” She took a stance. “This is your one chance, Avatar. Beat me and save yourself. Otherwise, you’re in for a long night.” She smirked. “A very long night.”
            “Asami, I’m not going to fight you,” Korra said, standing. “Be reasonable,” She said. “Why are you doing any of this? This isn’t like you.”
            “You don’t know me, Avatar. Don’t presume.”
            “Stop this,” Korra spread her hands. “Please.”
            “Suit yourself,” Asami said. Her fingers were quicker than Korra could see and she felt them press her pressure points with mechanical efficiency. By the time she thought to fight back, she only had her legs capable of movement. This was far different than the techniques she had experienced before. She tried summoning fire with her kick, but Asami predicted it, dodging to the side and pressing pressure points behind Korra’s knees and then up her thigh. The sensation of falling helplessly was sickening. It was almost enough to mask the sensation of Asami’s fingers sliding up her thigh. Almost. She gasped, eyes widening as she hit the floor.
            “You’re in for a very long night, as promised.” She said, fingers sliding up to grab the Avatar’s breast cruelly through her clothes. “I’m going to pay you back for every bit of pleasure you took from my boyfriend and for all the trouble you caused in my city, to my father.” She licked her lips. “This is going to be fun.” Fear rushed through Korra’s body. She had just enough energy to keep herself from pleading, but that would change later. The platinum door opened and two big men shuffled in, boots heavy on the platinum floor. They picked up Korra and hustled out of the room. “To my new chamber,” Asami said, smirking. As the men carried the Avatar effortlessly, Asami looked up to the black semi sphere on the ceiling.
            “You might want to stop watching now, Daddy,” She said. “Things are going to get a little… unpleasant.” Somewhere above her was a faint beep and the red light within the orb went dark. She grinned. It was going to be a fun evening.
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A/N: Again, stay tuned. If you enjoyed yourself, reviews would be appreciated.
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