First things first. I am a huge fan of both Bleach and Legend of Korra. This story takes places in the world of Legend of Korra and basically retells the entire story of the show. The main difference is that Ichigo is in this world and in this story. There won't be any main narrators. The story will just be told as it is. I really enjoyed writing this and I really hope you guys enjoy it as well. This prologue is a prologue in name only. It basically details the events leading up to the first episode of LOK Book 1 and is more of a short first chapter but I'm calling it a prologue anyway. But it will give some insight into how Ichigo will work and act in this story. Anyways, enough talking from me. I hope you all enjoy the prologue of my second story: What To Live For.

Prologue: The Beginning

"Are you sure? Do you really want to do this, Isshin?"

"Yes. I'm sure, Kisuke."

"All right then. Here goes."

He didn't know how long he'd been here. Frozen in ice. A week? A month? Time seemed to have no effect on him. He was sure that'd he'd been here for at least a few days. He hadn't slept but strangely, he didn't feel tired. He couldn't move either. Voices argued back and forth inside his head.

The only sound he heard was the constant lapping of waves. It was soothing. He got so bored that he had taken to counting how long it took between each wave.

Then finally, he heard something. Footsteps. His eyes moved towards the sound. He heard a gasp and suddenly the tanned face of a teenage girl appeared in front of him.

The ice began to melt and he fell forward onto his face. Vaguely he could hear her voice.

"Hey! You all right? Hey!"

He didn't have the strength to reply. He just groaned softly and faded into a state of semi-unconsciousness. He felt himself being lifted and thrown onto something hard. He grunted with the pain while the thing he was on started to move.

Am I on a horse? He thought to himself. Several minutes later, he heard many more voices then he was lifted again and carried somewhere, then placed in a bed.

Then finally, he allowed himself to sleep.

When he awoke, he felt something smooth running over his chest. It was a strange sensation. He could feel relief coming from wherever it went. He groaned and slowly opened his eyes.

An elderly lady was sitting on a chair beside him. She was tanned too, with a kind, wrinkled face and eyes full of wisdom and memory. She looked up sharply as he tried to sit up.

"Hey, what are you doing? Just lie down and rest. You need it."

He obeyed and laid his head back on the pillow.

"Where am I?"

"You're at the South Pole." She replied.

"South Pole? How did I get here?"

"You were found about a week ago, frozen solid in ice."

"A week ago? I've been asleep for that long?"

"Yes. You had numerous wounds to your body. It's a wonder how fast you've healed. Much less that you're still alive. That many cuts should have caused you to die of blood loss."

"Who are you?"

"My name is Katara. I'm a Waterbender."

"Waterbender?" He frowned at the unfamiliar word.

She nodded. Then he cried out as a sharp pain appeared in his chest.

Katara frowned. "You've got a lot of strange energy floating around your chest. I'm going to try and take it out."

He screamed loudly as a sudden pain rocked his body. A blue energy came out of him and lashed out at Katara. She barely blocked it with a small shield of water.

Memories appeared in his mind. He saw weird people dressed in black robes and horrible creatures with white masks. Then it was gone.

The door to the room was thrown open. "Katara!" A teenage girl ran through. He recognized her as the girl who found him.

"What happened? Are you alright, Katara?"

The old lady smiled weakly. "Yes, Korra, I'm fine. But this man…"

He looked at the two girls then fell back into unconsciousness.

The next time he awoke, he was in the same bed. The girl, Korra, he remembered her name, was leaning against a wall on the opposite side of the room. He squinted and rubbed his head.

Korra saw him and walked over. "You're awake."

He rolled his shoulders and sat up again. "How do you feel?" She asked.

"Fine. Good as new."

He started to get out of bed.

"Wait, you're…"

He looked down at himself as she turned away and his face went beet red with embarrassment. He threw the covers overtop of himself and Korra handed him a shirt and pair of pants.

He thanked her and went behind a convenient curtain to change. When he came out, she offered him some food. He ate it heartily.

Then Korra looked at him seriously. "Ok, kid. You're gonna answer my questions now, all right?"

"Hey, I'm seventeen." He frowned. He didn't know how he knew that. He just did.

"Huh. Same age as me. Now tell me first, how did you get frozen in ice?"

He put his hand to his forehead.
"My- my memory's a little foggy. I can't remember much. Sorry."

"That's ok. Do you remember your name?"

He strained his memory and nodded. "My name is Ichigo Kurosaki."

Over the next few weeks, Ichigo became a regular sight around the village. While he didn't remember much, he was always willing to help out with anything and the people all liked him.

Ichigo had become firm friends with Korra and she would often teach him about the world he was in. From what he had learnt so far, Ichigo knew that the world he was in was divided into four nations: The Air Nomads, Water Tribes, Earth Kingdom and Fire Nation.

The people in this world could manipulate the four elements in a technique known as bending. But Korra was special. She was the Avatar. A kind of guardian, the Avatar was able to bend all four elements and was meant to keep peace between the Four Nations.

The last Avatar, Avatar Aang along with Fire Lord Zuko, built a fifth nation in the middle of the Fire Nation Colonies in the Earth Kingdom. It's capital was Republic City.

Korra was the next Avatar, but she was still in training. She had mastered two elements already and her Firebending test was only a few days away.

Ichigo would often watch her train while slowly getting his own fitness back up to scratch. His memories were still gone. All that he remembered was his name and his age.

At first, his time in the village was marred by his bright orange hair that was spiky in all areas. Some of the other teens and kids made fun of him for it. Normally he felt that he would have beaten them up as a result. But Korra did it for him so he never had too.

He liked Korra. Sure she was loud and annoying and never seemed to shut up but he enjoyed her company. She was the only one who would ever talk with him for an extended period of time.

Katara had distanced herself from him after the incident with the blue energy. He didn't fault her for that. Anybody would be freaked out if that had happened to them.

The night before Korra's Firebending test, the two of them were standing in the training area where Korra would be taking the test.

Korra fidgeted nervously while Ichigo stood stoic and passive as he looked up at the crescent moon in the sky.

Ichigo noticed her fidgeting. "You're gonna do just fine, Korra. There's nothing to be worried about."

"Oh, I'm not worried about my test. I'm worried about my Airbending training."

Ichigo nodded, understanding. He knew that Korra had never been able to airbend before.

"I'm sure you'll get it in time. You just have to be patient."

She looked at him gratefully. "You know, you're pretty nice when you want to be."

He scowled. "Am not."

Korra grinned easily and punched him on the arm.

"Yeah you are and you know it. On the outside you seem, well, gruff and dumb. But on the inside you're really nice. Am I right, Strawberry?"

"I said not to call me that! And I am not nice!"

She laughed. "Ok, ok, I was just teasing."

"Tch." He turned away. "Keep your teasing to yourself. Now, go get some sleep. You'll need it." Ichigo walked off with as much dignity as he could muster.

"See? You do care!" His scowl deepened as she chuckled at him. It took immense self-control to not lose his temper. For the several weeks that Ichigo had been in the village, Korra had made fun of him like there was no tomorrow. And she always laughed as his temper flared up in response.

Ichigo smiled faintly and went to bed.

Well, there you go. Tell me what you thought. Did you like it? Did you dislike it? The next chapter will be out soon. Anyways, thanks for reading and I'll see you guys next time with the first (sort of) chapter of this story!