Chapter 12 by mburns

What happens to Korra?

Injury (Worst Ending)

Korra awoke in a hospital bed. She saw Tenzin outside the window talking to the doctor. Shoot. That meant he knew about her mover career. She looked down, she was dressed in a hospital gown, her nipples perking up through the soft fabric. The doctor entered the room.

"Good morning Korra, I'm glad you're awake, you had quite a fall. I took the liberty of giving your caretaker time to cool down." Korra shifted. "Why does he need to cool down? Am I ok?" The doctor shook his head. "Your spine was fractured during your fall. We'll need to take you to the South Pole so Katara can try to heal you. Until then, I'm afraid you won't be able to walk."

The rest was murky to Korra, still processing what she just heard. The next conscious memory she had was of being wheeled onto a boat to the South Pole, with Varrick, Bolin, Tano, and Asami waving her goodbye. Tenzin simply stood and acknowledged her. She couldn't imagine his anger upon finding out what she had been up to over the past month.

Being exposed was bad enough. Now, Korra had to have people helping her do even basic things like bathing or going to the bathroom. And for who knows how long? Korra cursed herself, wishing she never took Varricks stupid job.

Korra huddled up in the fetal position in the bath, letting Katara work her healing on her bare back. "Breathe, Korra. I know you're upset, but you need to release your stress for this to work." Korra simply buried her head in her knees. Her healing had an audience, of course, since everyone was eager to see the Avatar heal. Of course, an entirely separate fan base she has amassed was there too, eager to catch another glimpse at her body. She couldn't even run away, and just had to sit in place as a legendary hero from the Hundred Years War massaged her naked body.

Korra never wanted to show her face again.