BOOK 1: WHISPERS, CHAPTER 3: Wet Nightmare

The dark, empty void the Avatar was meditating in was quiet, not a sight, smell or sound being able to penetrate her concentration. Her fists were closed together and she was sitting with her legs crossed. She was at peace.

Then, she heard a noise. A moan. It was a soft, feminine sounding one. Then another, this one louder and more pronounced. Then a scream, then a cry, then a groan. All of them sounded the same. They were all her own.

She opened her eyes to see the sources of the interruptions. She saw herself, her arms arched back as she was penetrated by a man and his member. Another image of her appeared, this one on her back and being defiled by a man. A similiar one materialized next to them, the Avatar on her knees as she suckled on a man's penis like it was a straw.

There were dozens, hundreds of copies of the Avatar, all being **** and abused and conquered, their most private areas all being filled by the long, hard shafts of different men.

The original, the one true Avatar, felt the surface she was sitting on squish under herself. That's when she realized; this whole time, she had been meditating on a cockhead, the phallic shape surrounded by little white shapes swimming around her head.

All of a sudden, she was in the nude. Her arms and legs were streched out, chains restricting her limbs. She was completely frozen, **** to stare at the now thousands of herself getting sucked and fucked by mystery men all over the void. She felt a slow, methodical rhythm begin happen underneath her. The massive, almost monstrous penis she had been meditating on was about to penetrate her, the shape inching closer to her vagina.

"No… no… please…"

"…NO!"

Korra shot up from her bed in a cold sweat, the stains of here body being left on her sheets. The girl was breathing heavily, almost hyperventilating as she stared at the other end of her room, trying to regain her composure while her girlfriend slept peacefully on the opposite end of the bed.

She was glad not to have woken the beautiful woman she was in love with up with her screaming, but she was still worried. What was that nightmare? Was it a vision of some sort?

She didn't know what to do. She sat there for what almost felt like an eternity, wondering what had just been shown to her in her mind. The strange, disturbing nature of the dream made her want to forget it.

Deciding that is what she was going to do, Korra wrapped herself in her side of the covers and laid on her back, her eyes going shut as she tried to get her mind off of what she just experienced.

Korra lathered her nude body in the shower, letting the hot water of the faucet rain down on her head. She lathered herself in soap, making sure to clean every crack and crevice of her incredibly toned body. Even as she attempted to relax herself through bathing, she was still on edge from the night before, the events of the nightmare lingering in her mind. She was still wondering what it was that caused that dream to happen.

She turned the faucet off and stepped out of the shower, drying her hair and body off with a towel. She walked out of the bathroom to see Asami, putting on makeup and lipstick in their bedroom mirror. The pale lady turned around to see the worried look on her lover's face.

"…Are you okay, Korra?"

The Avatar looked to the ground, trying to muster up a response before sighing to herself. She looked up and put on a smile to her girlfriend. "Yeah, I'm fine."

Asami frowned. "You don't look like it. You look like you've seen a ghost or something."

The Water Tribe girl stuck to her smile and walked over to Asami, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "I'm fine, honestly. Don't worry about me."

Asami processed her response while she blushed from the sudden affection and turned around to stare at Korra's rotund butt, the woman still naked and drying herself with the towel. The couple didn't seem to mind too much being clotheless around one another anymore, given their relationship.

The businesswoman frown started to turn into a smile as she watched Korra dry her face off. "Okay, but you know you don't have to keep things fro me. You can tell me anything that's bothering you.'

"I know", Korra said as she turned her head around, walking back over to her and passionately kissing her on the mouth, their tongues locked in a dance of sensation and taste. Their lips detatched, leaving the two lovebirds' mouths free to speak again. Korra hugged the woman she just kissed.

"Have a good day at work", Korra said, reassuring her that she was fine. Asami giggled, grabbed her remaining belongings and walked out of the apartment, making sure to blow a kiss to her significant other before she departed.

The door closed, and Korra was once again alone with her thoughts. She started to internally plan her day, with the top of her itinerary to contact one of the past Avatars to figure out what her dream could potentially mean. But which one?

Deciding that perhaps she would need a woman's touch for this situation, she needed to contact Avatar Kyoshi, one of the two female Avatars in history. She put on her clothes before walking to their apartment balcony door, opening it and walking out.

The cool summer air brushed through Korra's hair, relaxing her a bit as the long hair she had grown back danced in the wind. She walked to the edge of the balcony and shut her eyes, letting the breeze calm her nerves as she put her fists together to meditate. She took a deep breath, inhaling and exhaling as she could feel a presence starto shimmer behind her.

"Ah, hello Korra."

The blueish aura of Avatar Kyoshi appeared at her back, the current Avatar turning around and greeting one of her past lives. Korra had a somber expression on her face, one that Kyoshi noticed almost immediately.

It was still unbelievable to the two women and the rest of the Avatar spirits that Korra was able to re-establish her connection to her past lives so quickly. The woman's vacation to the Spirit World after defeating Kuvira and her already exceptional use of spirit energy must have both been factors in her being able to contact her former selves once again, even if it took much **** and concentration. The other personal trips to the Spirit World Korra took on her own probably didn't hurt, either.

The trips and training to restablish her spiritual connection made Korra closer to her past selves then ever before, and Kyoshi and Korra got along like they were sisters. The female spirit could sense Korra was in duress, but over what she had no idea.

"Avatar Kyoshi", Korra said while bowing. Kyoshi smirked and waved a hand at her.

"There's no need for such formalities, Korra. You and I are much too close to still be doing that."

Korra raised her head and up and chuckled, scratching the back of her head at the comment. "Sorry, still trying to figure out how I should treat you."

"As a friend", the spirit responded calmly.

"Right. Well, I wanted to talk to you specifically about… a dream I had. A weird dream."

Kyoshi raised her eyebrow, wondering where this was going.

"I was on top of a… penis… and all around me was me… like, other me's, and they were all getting **** and…"

The current Avatar's face flushed with redness at talking about the strange vision to her friend and former self, though Kyoshi kept her stoic face, not moving a muscle.

"Then… my arms and legs got chained up, and the cock I was sitting on started to get closer to my, you know… area."

Kyoshi nodded along as Korra finished her explanation.

"And then I woke up in a sweat. I was wondering, woman to woman, what could this mean? Was it a vision? Something from the future? I don't really understand."

Kyoshi stood there for a few moments, trying to conjure up an explanation for the strange dream that she had. Her eyes were shut tightly as Korra waited for her to respond back. Her eyes opened, and she looked at the woman who had summoned her.

"It's possible that your dream was the result of some sort of supressed desire that you have, and it is manifesting itself in the form of your strange dream."

Korra's eyes widened. "You're saying that… I want that to happen?"

Kyoshi shook off the sudden hostility that Korra was giving her and continued her explanation. "There's also the possibility that this dream of yours was some sort of premonition, a vision of what's to come. Either that, or it's trauma that you have subconciously hid away for some time."

Korra looked down and then back up, shaking some negative thoughts from her head about what might happen to her in the future. "How do I stop it? Whatever this is?"

The warrior spirit closed her eyes again. "I do not know. Unfortunately, you must figure that out for yourself. Our connection to you is still strained, and we can not directly help you in fulfilling this task. I'm sorry, Korra."

The Avatar looked down in slight defeat as Kyoshi finished her statement.

"Be on the lookout for a new enemy, Korra. If this dream of yours is as real as you have been acting like it is, there's a chance it could come to fruition very soon."

With that, Kyoshi's image dissapeared, leaving Korra to her own thoughts, a fearful expression plastered on her face. She wanted to get to the bottom of what the dream might have been, but she needed a place to start. She headed to the balcony door and walked back into the apartment, thinking about what her next move would be.