|The Avatar vs the War God|
Such a monumental structure left the Avatar with trepidation. She was getting bad vibes of tyranny and she couldn't help but compare it to similar dictatorships she had seen and heard of in the past, such as the maniacal power hungry fire lords of the 100 year war or more recently for her the queen of the earth kingdom. It seems that history has a tendency to repeat itself even across worlds.
This only happens to be the least of her problems. None of those portals lead to her world of origin. Knowing that portal hoping would only lead her to get her even more lost, the Avatar decided that for the moment it was better to stay in Twisted. She knows the basic rule of getting lost, move around and you'll get more lost, stay in one place and you have higher chances of people finding you.
Realizing that this means that she's essentially stuck here for the unforeseeable time, Korra decides to pay the Task building a visit and talk to this enigmatic character named Kotal Kahn. A so proclaimed god of war.
Leaving Naga outside of the building, the Avatar pushes the front doors of the building like she owns the place and talks to the first person that she sees. “I'm here to talk to Kotal Kahn.”
Officers, employees and civilians of various forms, duties, and indeed, shapes, meander about the building doing their daily jobs. The TASK building is often the subject of unexpected and very unwelcome surprises, demonic fog monsters, aliens from beyond another plane of existence, and once even angry magical ponies!! .. its a long story. Suffice to say however, that a young girl pushing the door open and demanding to see the TASK Director is gonna draw some looks. Civilians and employees immediately flee the scene and all officers on duty glance at Korra, hands resting on their guns.
Fortunately for the Avatar, the person manning the front desk today is Lieutenant Bob, who is a little more easy going that the rest. He looks up, glances at Korra before looking around the room and motions for the girl further down the hall. “There he is.”
Kotal Kahn was actually present in that room when Korra entered and on his way to the elevator. He had just returned from his meeting with Setsuna and Caliga and let's just say he was not having a good day. When he hears that someone is requesting his presence and Bob does the daft thing of telling the Avatar where he is, Kotal bangs his head on the elevator door lightly before giving another exasepared sigh.
He should have taken the stairs.
That said, appearances are important in this job. He gathers his wits about him and walks towards the girl who requests his presence, glowing golden eyes staring down at her. “Yes?? What is it, citizen?”
The guards staring at her don't go unnoticed. It gives Korra feelings of her first day in Republic City and how she immediately got on the wrong side of the law. She's starting to think that perhaps she is judging these people too harshly. These are all obviously people doing their job to keep this crazy place safe. Maybe she shouldn't antagonize them after all.
All those feelings go right out the window when she see sets her eyes on this Kotal Kahn everyone's talking about. What is this.. thing!? A giant blue man that is barely dressed? He looks every bit like how Korra would imagine a blood thirsty warlord would look like. Blue eyes narrow in a judgmental fashion and she crosses her well toned arms. “I am the Avatar Korra!” She announces and though she fully knows that the title means nothing here, she still uses it as it gives her a comforting feeling. “I'm here to ensure you aren't mistreating your people!”
Well.. this is certainly.. new..
Kotal Kahn is not used to be in the receiving end of a would be revolutionary. It's usually him crying out against an unjust ruler and overthrowing cruel governments, not the other way around. The Aztec is naturally taken back when this impetuous girl immediately starts throwing accusations under the pretext that she's someone's avatar. Honestly? Kotal doesn't even care who's avatar she is. She could be Raiden's incarnation for all he cares, no one talks to him like that and gets away with it.
“You have some nerve entering my domain and disrespecting me, mortal.” Kotal's eyes glow a furious golden color and for a fraction of a second he considers attacking this newcomer. However, although annoying, her concerns are somewhat legitimate, and he is forced to respond the concerns of a citizen questioning his methods.
“Firstly, I am not the governor here, I am merely the director of the police force.”
“As for mistreating my people, you will have to be more specific. What is that concerns you exactly?”
“We do have jails, actually.” Answers the Aztec warrior with slight amusement. This girl was very blunt and rather than annoy Kotal he thought it was very amusement. He's had more than his fill when it came to intrigue and politics, he wanted to deal with cold hard facts for once.
“The best you will find in any dimension. Much like this realm they are inescapable.” He adds with a smile that falters quickly enough. “Not all have the 'luxury' to experience our facilities however. Depending on the crime we sometimes merely enforce a monetary compensation. If the crime is severe enough, and there are many out there who do indulge in such illicit activities, the punishment can be execution.”
Fantastic, and it was really just as she was expecting. These guys encourage the death penalty. Korra visibly scowls and points her finger up at the tall figure of Kotal Kahn. “You'll people here to death without so much a trial?? What gives you the right?? And don't tell me its because you're a god!”
Kotal exhales in annoyance. This one had a real temperament, but more than that, she was also very self-righteous which vexed the Aztec in many different ways. “We do not have trials because no legislation for it exists here. I've had to scrap the police force you see here from nothing but volunteers and ex-vigilantes. Though we may seem formidable we are very little more than militia and we must do what we can with our limited resources. If you wish to complain about the actual laws of this place then you should talk to Diablo.. though he will probably not be in power for much longer. Exactly because of his negligence.”
“Besides, we do have one way of evening the odds. The guilty party an always try to prove their innocence through trial of Kombat. In fact, this is how we solve most of our more controversial disagreements.”
Partake in the violence.
That's it! Korra's eyes shine with determination and she grins fearlessly up at the war deity. “Fine! You want to be primitive about this? Then let's do it your way!”
“Kotal Kahn! I challenge you to a fight!”
Is this really happening?
Is this some kind of early birthday present that the officers are secretly giving him?
Kotal doesn't waste even a fraction of a millisecond to question it. His eyes shine brightly as do the entirety of his golden tattoos running across his body. It was time for MORTAL KOMBAT!
“I accept your challenge!!” Declared he with gesture of his extended arms. “Let us take this to the Arena!”
Korra isn't much of a politician. Put her in a position of power that entails a lot of deliberation and she'll shamelessly fall asleep. That's not what being the Avatar is about though. She doesn't know much about ruling, but she knows that bad guys always understand violence, and she intends to do just that with this haughty Kotal guy. She hasn't thought at all what will happen if she beats him though. Does that mean she becomes the police chief? She'll probably end up appointing someone else if that's the case, although that's not something she's even considering at this point.
Right now, she's focused on stretching her legs before taking a fighting stance to then stare at her opponent standing on the other side of the arena.
Kotal stands at the other side of the circle raising his fist to bask in the cheers of his officers, truly, the very image of an arrogant and overconfident war god. After some brief boasting, he cracks his neck to limber up and takes a relaxed fighting stance, also staring back at his opponent. “Begin whenever you are ready, Korra.”
The Aztec moves, though not sideways in order to dodge as on might think. He moves directly forwards and /into/ the attack to punch the boulder in mid air and shatter it completely. After the dust disperses, the warrior god begins to advance towards the Avatar with a slow but deliberate step. His arms are still down to his sides looking relaxed.
But its only for a moment, as the warrior is still quite well versed with fiery projectiles. He extends his own hand at the incoming fireball and his palm glows gold, absorbing the fire and neutralizing it completely. Afterward, he simply continues to walk towards Korra getting ever closer.
Okay, this might be harder than Korra expected. Guess that fighting a literal god would be somewhat more challenging than the average thug. How unexpected! If this guy can simply shrug off her more damaging techniques without breaking a sweat then she might need a bit more time to rethink her strategy. Korra decides buy herself some time, instead of charging directly at him out of desperation, she begins to circle him to stay away from his reach.
Kotal Kahn did expect Korra to charge him after her second attack was negated. Therefore, he pauses momentarily when she instead opts to start shuffle around him. That's the mark of a very experienced fighter as she's not letting her emotions get the better of her and do attacks out of desperation. He follows her with his eyes and begins to inch his way towards her. However, this makeshift human arena isn't the best for such shuffling tactics. If Korra gets too near one of those cheering TASK officers, she might find that they'll be pushing her back into the ring.
He does this by shifting forwards to close the distance. Then, he quickly raises his right arm and swings it down in a cutting motion to slam his forearm into the Avatar's collarbone.
This girl's skill and resilience is formidable. It is only a pity that the elements do very little against the likes of Kotal Kahn. The warrior god swings his arm to the side and creates a gust of wind of his own that neutralizes Korra's blast of air. Fueled now by the fires of battle, he doesn't simply stand and wait for Korra to recover as he did before, this time, he closes the distance immediately.
As soon as he negates Korra's wind current, he's flash stepping in front of her and swinging a piston like punch at her midsection, aiming to crash his fist right into her solar plexus.
The cheers from the crowd don't ear Kotal any favors. Korra scowls when she hears the guards and backs away from Kotal as he walks towards her. “I don't want your help!” She says and takes off running, jumping clear over the guards and out of the Arena. “This isn't over!”