I saw the movie Avatar opening week over here. Loved it. Sigourney Weaver helped that opinion incredibly. Anyway, I kept imagining myself with Jake Sully, and this came about. I'm not in it, but is good enough to pass as plausible "English Practice" as Ms. Simon calls it. Now I am rambling. Please enjoy. R&R, the like.

Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar because if I did I'd be a millionare. Lauren Garret is mine, though.

This story will later include several different pairings, but I will write more first. Okay, here we go.

Lauren's POV, Post AVATAR movie

I'm not a good sleeper. I never have been.

"Lauren, get away from the window. Go to sleep."

"Momma, I want to watch the rain."

"It's midnight. Go to bed."

Memories would fly randomly into my head, rushing through. Sometimes I imagined I was swimming through them. I would come up for air, brushing back my hair and tasting sweet drops of water on my tongue. I just wish my vision was a little better so I could see the dream clearer. I guess I was opening my eyes underwater too much.

Even though you aren't supposed to dream in cryogenic sleep, my brain would flash tiny, blurred images way back in my subconscious. They were there to entertain me, to keep me somewhat controlled in the never ending rest.

And then there were memories I didn't want to see.

The flash of a camera, blinding me with a white flood of light.

"There's a trunk. That's all we could save."

"What's in it?" I asked.

"Uh, photos. Picture albums. A few old diaries I think." The fireman lugged a large suitcase, dropping it in front of me.

My mother got caught in that fire. And when I looked in the trunk, I found out who my father was.

"Your father was murdered awhile back from a mugging. He didn't know you were his. But he had a twin."

And that information led me on the greatest journey of my life.

"Requesting permission to land, this is Earth ship E-1337." I stood behind a man who spoke into a complicated microphone system able to transport what we were saying to the people in the base on Pandora.

"Ah, finally showed up? We've been waiting six years." This was the reply a short moment later.

"I'm not here to make small talk. We'll be sending down twenty crew members to assist the passenger and her Avatar through Hell's Gate."

"That's a negative. We are only allowing one human on land." The voice answered.

The man bit his lip, angry.

"How do you expect us to get her down there then?" He asked.

"Who?"

"Sully's kid."

I froze, not daring to correct him on the fact that I was this Jake Sully's niece. You just don't correct a military guy in a suit who determines whether or not you get to see the last known family member you have. It's instinct.

"Her, a pilot, and the Avatar." The voice said at last.

Just as I was about to ask what an Avatar was, some guy came over and grabbed my shoulders, tossing me towards a door.

"Let's go, you heard the man!" He got me into a smaller ship, strapping me down and informing me about the air on Pandora. Something scientific about how I wouldn't be able to breathe it for long, if it all. They'd never had a kid on Pandora.

Excellent. I was an experiment.

But I knew about the gases the plants gave off from Dr. Augustine's book. Dr. Augustine explained Pandora in an way that a kid like me could hardly follow, but I caught on when she discussed how much richer the air was. I wanted to breathe that air.

I pulled on the mask when instructed to do so, holding on for dear life the rest of the time.

Hell's Gate is like the entrance I guess. They call it that because it's literally like the entrance to Satan's turf. A newly-turned thirteen year old in a seemingly-abandoned military hot spot just don't belong in the same sentence. Not for me.

The pilot got up abruptly, shoving me out the plane and out into the middle of the grounds. Meanwhile, he hopped to the back of the ship for something. Everything looked deserted. I imagined what it must have been like in use. Huge tanks and robots everywhere. New recruits in lines. Generals with lopsided grins, thinking about how much fun it would be to screw with the newbies.

As I was glancing all around me, I noticed a door opening in the distance. From it emerged a great blue creature at least nine and a half feet tall. It wore human clothes, khakis and a vest, but sported a tail and, if not menacing enough to me (a tiny five foot tall girl) he carried a rifle.

"Hey!" He shouted, running over. "I'm Norm Spellman." He grinned, his ears flapping happily. I looked up at him even as he bent down to open a palm to me.

"Lauren." I said, placing my small hand in his and shaking it. "Lauren Garret." Mr. Spellman begins to stare at me. "Um…" I gulp. I've always been awkward around strangers. I'm just an awkward person in general.

"Sorry." Mr. Spellman apologizes. He then says, "You look just like Jake."

I smile. I suddenly realize that I am actually extremely over-excited. I think about giving Jake a hug, about him calling me his niece and treating me as his own. I am eager. More eager than I have ever been in my short life.

That was when we heard the plane revving up behind me. I spun around and Spellman and I starred disbelievingly as it took off. On the ground was a blue body, much like a very small version of the blue man who was standing by me, mouth agape. The body on the ground just had a frailer figure and breasts. It reminded me of someone…

"Hey!" Norm screamed. He ran after it, jumping into the air and flailing his arms wildly. "Hey!!! Damn it! I can't believe this! Augh!" Norm frustratingly ranted. He shook his head.

"Mr. Spellman…" I said, horror seeping through my voice. I pointed a skinny white finger at the blue creature lying on the ground.

"Oh. Wow." He kneeled and took it in his arms, inspecting the face carefully and then looking at me. "Hey, kid, did they ever take any of your hair, like, DNA, or something?"

"They asked me to pee into a cup before we left Earth. Does that fall into 'or something'?"

Norm looked back at the quickly disappearing ship.

"Max, they've taken off." He paused. "Yeah, they've left her here." Another pause. "Come on, let's get this inside." That was when he looked back at me, his pair of large golden eyes locking with mine.

And suddenly it set in.

I was being left on Pandora.