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Asami had always been the perfect girl. She was skilled in everything and had everything: car racing, high intelligence, social charm, empathy, a giant mansion, and good looks to boot. She had everything, except for friends. The friends she did have were either cozying up to her for her money or she failed to keep them. Social charm was one thing. Deep connections were another. As she drifted through her childhood years and halfway through her teenage ones, friends were made and lost, and she couldn't help but wonder why. She felt like she was incapable of those deep connections and that she was broken inside. But those were thoughts she pushed deep within and let fester. She would get boyfriends to fill the void who dropped off when she realized their bad intentions. One she even had to call the police on for stalking her. So she got more, but nothing lasted more than a couple of months. She was even bad at romance.
That changed the day she accidentally hit a boy on the street with her motorcycle. She saw the awestruck look on his face when she took off her helmet. This time. This time she would make it work. Even though he seemed like a street rat who would very much like her money, his looks were passable, and she needed him to forget the nasty break up she had had 2 weeks ago. So Asami smiled and helped Mako up and invited him on a date.
Dating Mako was a blur. They got along just fine, better than expected, but there was little chemistry. Still, he showed interest in her as a person and he had a bit of a mysterious aura to him that led Asami to hope that maybe chemistry would come with time if she just got to know him better. And he didn't seem to be dating her for her wealth. Yeah, Asami had missed dating. Holding hands, kissing, resting her head on their shoulder. They were nice.
Asami hoped Mako would be The One and she could stop searching. Yet here she was, being introduced to a brash, energetic, and gorgeous girl named Korra who was Mako's friend. Of course, she trusted Mako enough to think he wouldn't cheat on her so she had no hard feelings towards Korra, and though Korra seemed distrusting at first, Asami didn't think much of it since Korra was Mako's friend.
After one of the Pro-bending tournaments, Asami could tell something was off about Mako. She could sense the guilt hanging around him, and like something or someone was diverting his attention from their relationship. It was only a suspicion, one that Asami should've trusted by then after dating cheaters, but she tossed the thought aside. He was a good guy.
Asami became interested in Korra and after taking her along a single car race, she felt a connection with her. One she hadn't felt for any of her old boyfriends, but she figured that things must just be different for girl friends. Korra was the Avatar, and Asami was quite happy to become acquainted to someone that powerful. And pretty. And bold. But then Korra did the unthinkable and accused her father of being part of the Equalists. Mako stayed by Asami's side throughout the whole thing, when her father's underground robots were revealed. It was a shock to Asami. She had grown up with just her dad raising her, and after years of striving to be just like him, it turned out he was involved in the movement to fight against benders. At the end of the day, Asami couldn’t blame Korra for exposing the truth.
If that weren't enough, crazy things happened one after another. The finals of the Pro-bending tournament were hijacked by Amon and Korra got captured. Asami was as worried as any of Korra's friends, but she noticed how much Mako was invested in rescuing Korra and how angry he was on her behalf. It was almost as if Mako had deeper feelings for Korra. That was when she knew Mako was no longer hers.
Mako didn't have the decency to break up with Asami before dating someone else or admit his feelings faded. He had all the vulnerability of a cactus and with a battle against the Equalists on the horizon, and romance was the last thing she wanted to think about. It was frustrating that she couldn't get anything out of him. On some level, she understood why he was neglecting her. Korra needed the extra care after the injuries she got. But Mako couldn’t spare Asami the briefest of moments of his time. Asami decided she had enough. He was just another loser that didn't care about how she felt. It became clear that soon enough, Korra and Mako would become a couple. It was obvious to anyone that though they had next to no compatibility, they were attracted to each other. The wounds of a breakup would take time to heal, and she couldn't help but feel jealous of Mako and Korra's budding relationship.
After the final battle with Amon had taken 3 of her bending abilities, Korra was depressed. Asami was just glad that she made it out alive. That night, though, Asami couldn't sleep. The events kept replaying in her mind. Fighting her father in the mecha tank. Asami wanted to cry but found that no tears came out. She tossed and turned in bed for hours before she gave up and took a walk around her room.
"I wish I could forget about everything," she said.
A mass of a swirling black substance appeared near the window, and Asami reflexively grabbed the electric glove on her nightstand and watched as the oval grew to the size of a small person. Asami's eyes widened. Her first thought was that she was hallucinating, the second was that an Equalistic attack was being launched.
"Show yourself," said Asami.
Out of the oval, a glowing white person appeared with wings, robes, and long hair appeared. She looked like a child.
"Don't panic, okay? I'm a fairy from another dimension and my name is Hellen. I've come to help you," said Hellen.
"What's going on?" asked Asami. "What's a fairy? Are you from the Spirit World?"
"Things will go a lot quicker if I show you," said Hellen. "I don't force anyone to come with me as it's your choice. I've felt your pain and the injustice done to you. You've lost everything you cared about and everyone's focus is on someone else. In short, I want to take you to a place where those who have been treated unfairly can change their fate."
If it was a dream, who was Asami to reject Hellen's offer? And if it were real, she saw no reason not to accept.
"Okay," said Asami.
"You don't need anymore time to think this over?" asked Hellen.
"Anything is better than here right now," said Asami. "Please help me in any way you can."
Hellen grinned. She had horns that wrapped from her forehead to behind her floppy, animal-like ears, her nose was small and blunt, and her teeth were glaringly bright. Her laughter was soft and rung throughout the room. She held out her hand which Asami took after a moment's hesitation and led her through the oval.
Asami looked behind her. The oval was gone, and they were standing on air. Asami panicked, seeing the stars all around them and especially below. She gripped Hellen's hand tighter, and a feeling of weightlessness took over her. It was neither cold nor hot and rather relaxing. Hellen let go of her and she was able to move around with perfect control.
"This is just a preliminary thing. The place needs to get used to your presence before you can enter," said Hellen. "It only takes a minute."
Tiny fairies no bigger than coins fluttered all around Asami's head, pressing on her. Asami admired their beauty, as they were all sorts of colors and shades, though she didn't like that they were so close to her.
"Um, do these things have to do that?" asked Asami.
"Don't worry. Ah, looks like they're done. Great," said Hellen.
The mini fairies disappeared and Hellen waved her hand in a circle, and a dark purple door appeared. Asami followed her through the entrance, and music could be faintly in the background. Hellen dragged Asami into a huge, red and blue lit room, with a few other people lounging around in couches or drinking fizzy liquids.
"Welcome to Justice Star," said Hellen.