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January 21, 2014
Chapter 9, Taylor: The Vision
"Are you okay, Taylor? You passed out," ChoHee said very quietly.
I looked around the room. I was laying on my bed in the Firelord's vacation home. ChoHee was sitting next to me. I tried to sit up in the bed, but ChoHee pushed me back against the pillow my head had been resting against. "You hit your head pretty hard. I wouldn't try that so soon."
I had no recollection of how I got to this room. The last thing I remembered was being in a forest. "How long have I been out?" I asked her. Her expression was unreadable. Her lips twitched slightly, but she didn't respond. "ChoHee?"
"I had to think," she explained. "About twelve hours, I guess." She shrugged.
"Did you find Chi-Ji?" I asked.
"She made her way to Ba Sing Se. Stella called about ten minutes ago. She's okay," ChoHee said.
"Oh good," I said, relieved.
ChoHee just looked at me. Not even looked. Stared. It made me uncomfortable, until I realized she was just staring into space. "ChoHee? What's wrong?" I asked, trying to read her blank expression. I sat up and touched her hand.
ChoHee jumped. She shook her head. "Nothing. I'm just distracted."
"Is it because I'm gorgeous?" I asked, trying to ease the tension. Apparently I didn't do a very good job; ChoHee frowned.
"Uh. No. Actually, you look like death warmed over. You really scared me. Are you okay?" She asked again.
"I had a weird dream, ChoHee," I said, "It was scary."
"Tell me about it," ChoHee suggested.
"It was like I was watching a mover. You and I and Hana were in Republic City. It was a huge city square that was full of people. But the people were all gray colored, except for us. I was standing behind Hana.
"Hana had this strange remote-like thing in her purse, and when she pulled it out, you came in from the side of the frame, or whatever you'd call the dream, and tackled her. The remote flew out of Hana's hand, but she pushed you off and you got seriously hurt and-"
"Stop," ChoHee said.
"What?" I asked.
"I had that dream, too. So did Chi-Ji," she explained, confusing me more.
"What does that mean?"
"I don't know. Maybe some Spirit World business?" ChoHee suggested.
"Huh. I didn't think of that," I said.
I had forgotten all about the spiritual side of being the Avatar for a while. With all the training and planning that I had been doing, it was easy to overlook one of the most important jobs of the Avatar.
Even though both Spirit Portals were open and nothing could stop people from entering the Spirit World, the Avatar was still the bridge. I was still one of the oldest spirits, including the lost connection to the lives before Avatar Korra*. I was the human with two spirits dwelling within me. And it was confusing.
It was funny to me. Just a few months before, I had been a teenager in the Northern Water Tribe, living a peaceful life. I thought I had been smart and cultured, but as soon as I found out that I was the Avatar and that my mother was hiding that fact from me, I was forced to face lies and the awful truth.
It wasn't fair that my real life started at age seventeen. It wasn't fair that my mother hid everything from me, or that my father had died. It wasn't fair that I had a group of assassins after me, or that the Fire Nation king was starting a coup against his own wife and I had to stop him. It wasn't fair that I had to go around fixing people's mistakes. I was just a kid. I didn't realize that I started crying until ChoHee wrapped her arms around me.
"Why do I have to be the Avatar?" I asked rhetorically. "What did I do to deserve this punishment?" ChoHee just hugged me tightly. It didn't matter to me that she didn't answer right away. Every time she spoke, it was full of wisdom and compassion. She treated words very carefully. Unlike myself. I had so much to learn. ChoHee scooted back from me, just enough so that she could see my entire face.
"Honestly, being Avatar must be the most difficult thing in the entire universe. I wouldn't wish it upon anyone. But Taylor, you have a lot to offer the world. And Raava didn't pick you by chance. Raava could've picked any baby to live in, but she picked you. You. And you know why?" She asked.
I shook my head no.
"She picked you because you are kind. She picked you because you are sensitive to other people. You are smart and resourceful. You can take anything negative and turn it into a positive. You may not be the most acrobatic, or confident, or beefy, or sophisticated, or maybe even the most powerful. But Taylor, you are the Avatar. And that's all that matters.
"Taylor, we are on the edge of a war. Myung Dae is going to destroy Republic City. The Independent Nation has captured Firelord Dukran. We have to face this. And we have to do it together," ChoHee finished. I felt like my entire world had been shaken.
I nodded. I didn't want to ruin her speech with whatever nonsense that could possibly come out of my mouth. She smiled. "So there!" She said.
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