Avatar Story xD oh yay! I've been wanting to write this for quite awhile now.

And I finally got around to it :3

I seriously FUCKING love this movie so much. I can literally watch it so many times and not be bored at all!

I DEMAND A SEQUEL! Lawl xD

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar. James Cameron does .n.

Summary: Ever since I was a little girl, I was always intrigued by Pandora. I wanted to go there. I wanted to be one of the Na'vi. Noes my chance... Tsu'tey x OC.

新世界

Shin sekai

"A New World"

Ever since I was a little girl, I was different. Not necessarily a bad different or even a good different.

I was... An unique different.

My reasons as to why I was an unique different. I was always intrigued and fascinated by things that wouldn't normally excite a child like me. I was fascinated by planets and the life on them.

My world, was called Earth and it was my perfect sanctuary. But when I was only a small child, at the age of six. I opened my eyes for the first time and saw what my world really was like. My world was crumbling, the people changing and everything was crashing.

When I was 4 I remember seeing green grass. But now a few years later, each time I looked out my window, all I saw was dry and dead grass.

The life on them was also changing. The people where becoming more violent. Places where starting to become more cramped and crowded. It wasn't that bad those first years, but when I was 8 years of age, everything started becoming worse.

My third grade classroom was beyond packed, the hallways of school crowded with kids of all ages pushing and shoving, trying to make it to their next lecture without being late.

We learned mostly about the economy and the stocks and money now each time we entered a class. Our math was becoming more difficult. Our English was advancing. We were forced to learn other languages we had never heard of. Our books and supplies where old, or broken and missing.

Everything was falling apart. Rotting like a dying tree, those of which I'd seen a few times in books my mother made sure I read.

When I entered the fifth grade, my mom decided to pull me out of school and teach me herself. She was a psychologist and she knew about the flora and fauna of different planets that had been discovered with the advancement of technology over time.

She taught me about a planet called Pandora. She said it was a wonderful place, there where native inhabitants called the Na'vi who lived there. She told me about all the exotic animals and the wild and humongous plants that where there.

She said humans did live there. She said they where researching and trying to find a way for more of us to join them.

That was when I first learned about my aunt. Her name was Grace Augustine, and according to my mother she was a hot-headed red head. They where 7 years apart in age and the last time my mother saw her sister, she was 15 and pregnant with me.

She said I took after her fiery personality and I had the same attitude and boldness she did. I always laughed at that.

When I turned 11. Disaster struck. It was the day after my birthday and me and my mother where outside, as usual. We were enjoying our walk, eating the processed food that the farms now made and talking about Pandora and the flowers and creatures there, when we saw something bright.

Naturally, we went to it, our natural curiosity getting the best of us. It was a fire and the item burning was a car. People where surrounding it, seeming entranced by the heat. My mother had no choice but to walk us past. The moment she did, one of the tires popped as the car released a terribly loud ear-piercing squealing noise as the air was drained from the now melting, rubber tire.

I lost my sense of hearing that day. The loud popping catching us by surprise, damaging my eardrums and ringing my mothers as well. But, due t her being much older than me, she wasn't as affected. I couldn't hear out of my left ear and my right was about a fourth gone.

I suddenly became more fearful for mine and my mothers life then I had ever been before.

On the eve of the new year, we received a package in the mail. I had been fighting off an illness for awhile now, and the house we lived in was unnaturally quiet and dull, since I wasn't pestering my mother or being obnoxiously loud.

When my mother opened it, she saw that there was a new book from Aunt Grace, as well as a note from her.

It read, "Hello dear baby sister and her child,

I have a proposition for you. We need more avatar drivers here on Pandora and from the last letter I received from you. You said you daughter was very intrigued by the world. So here's what I thought. I prepared an avatar body for her and it will take some time before it fully matures. It already looks like her, well from the picture you sent me. Thanks for the blood sample by the way. I needed that..."

This I looked quizzically up at my mother. She shrugged and told me she had taken it when I was asleep. She wanted it to be a surprise.

"...I already paid for her fees to get here, and her departure will be the day she turns 13. So I can't wait to meet you. See you in a couple of weeks and happy birthday kiddo."

I was beyond excited after that.

I was going to live on Pandora. When I questioned my mother as to why she was allowing me to go, she said it would be anew start on a brand new world. Away from all the destruction and chaos ours was currently plunging itself in.

I promised her I'd send her letters when I left, heck I had two years to prepare.

A few weeks later, my illness was still around but it was starting to go away. As was my sight in my left eye. I guess, fighting off a sickness with no medicine has its prices.

My eye became cloudy and it contrasted differently from the royal blue of them. The left eye practically clouded over until it was white, making my eyes an odd color.

I couldn't believe my luck. I was nearly deaf and I was blind in one eye. But I didn't care about my new disability.

I was still to excited about going to Pandora.

Those two years passed like there was no tomorrow. In the final week of preparation for my departure, it suddenly became very stressful and emotional.

I had adapted fully to using one eye when I read, wrote and did my daily things. Also, I became used to not being able to hear as well as I used too. When the final day approached, my mother was in tears the whole day it seemed.

They would come and pick me up at noon. So I had about three more hours with her before I left her, probably forever. She had sang me happy birthday for the last time early this morning, when I woke. I cried when she did. She said shed give me my present later, before I left.

We reminisced the entire time. Looking over old photos, old videos, old clothes and recalling memories. We looked at a family portrait we has taken when I was a newborn. I saw my father and I touched his face from where it was on the frame.

He died when I was very young, so I didn't remember him hardly. My mom said he was a very gifted and intelligent man. She said I got his hair from him. He had black hair with a white streak on the side, as a birthmark. I was grateful enough to inherit the uniqueness of the birthmark. So my bangs where a stark white, the rest of my hair a raven back.

Reality seemed to hit when there was a loud knock on the front door. I looked at the clock.

12:00 .

Time for me to leave.

I looked at my mother who handed my large bag over to the man in a black suit. He in turn handed it to another man, who was dressed in an army uniform.

My mom held her arms open and I ran into them, squeezing her tightly, breathing in her scent. She pulled me away and kissed my cheeks, her eyes streaming fresh tears.

She handed me a box and told me to open it when I was gone.

I said I would as she pulled me in for another hug. She wished me luck and kissed my forehead, nose, ears, eyes, lips, and cheeks as she cried even more. I told her I loved her and I would never forget her as I left out the front door, the two men towering over my small frame.

I was helped into the high car and when I looked back, out the window I saw her watching. When the car began driving away I saw her fall to her knees and she sobbed as I left. I gave a wave, I'm sure she didn't see before turning back in the seat.

I opened the little box and saw there was a leather necklace inside. I picked it out and looked at the pendant. It was a locket and when I opened it, a picture of our family showed. My dad was even there, he was on the other side of the locket. My mother and I where on the right side, it was a more recent picture.

I chewed on my lip as I clipped it around my neck, the end of the pendant coming to rest at the top of my chest. I held it to myself as I was driven to the base. Where my journey would begin.

When we got to the base, I was again helped down and someone carried my bag for me, since it was nearly half my weight and a few times smaller than me.

I was dressed into travel clothing, a simple pair of black sweats and a gray t-shirt. They took me and a bunch of other men to the loading dock. I looked around at the others and saw I was the youngest, smallest and only female.

I saw a man who was in a wheelchair. I hesitantly made my way over. I stood behind him, and didn't talk. My shyness suddenly overcoming me. He peeked back and took a look at me.

"Hello." He said, his voice had a sort of English accent, but it was pretty hidden.

"Hi..." I said shyly, looking down.

"What's your name sweetheart?" He said politely. His voice warm and inviting. I had to lean in slightly to hear all of what he said. I was able to make out it, after piecing the sentence together.

"I had a name. But my mother told me to change it, since I was going someplace new. My name was Violet Burgess." I said giving a smile, looking at him with my two different colored eyes. I took a step forward coming to stand next to his wheelchair.

"Jake Sulley at your service." He said extending a hand. I smiled and took his much larger hand into my smaller one.

"Ja-ke... Sulley?" I said frowning slightly. I was hardly able to hear him since he said it kind of low.

"Yeup." He said nodding, "Didn't you hear?" He frowned.

I was able to hear him that time since he said it a bit louder, "I did, but not that well. When I was younger, I lost the hearing in my left ear and 3/4's of it in my right. I also can't see out of my left eye, which is why I have my face turned towards you." I explained lightly as we where told to move onto the ship. He wheeled next to me, the sounds all becoming muffled as people began talking.

"Oh. I can't walk, I broke my spine and paralyzed myself from the waist down." He said speaking above the noise so I could hear. I gave a nod, before someone put my bag in a space beneath a bed.

"Hop in kiddo." A woman said, holding a hand out to me. I a bed it and she helped me clamber in. When I was settled she laid me down and strapped me in.

I looked at Jake and gave a smile, "See you when I wake up." I flashed a smile as the lady slid me into my space.

Just relax and sleep. Think of it as an extended nap. I whispered to myself.

I closed my eyes as the door was locked into place.

My new world and my new life where about to begin.

Prologue. Complete.

Hope you enjoyed it.

She can hear sometimes when it's quiet, but if to many people are talking or there's a lot of noise, she can't hear at all. also se can speak Na'vi since her mother made sure she knew how to when she met Grace for the first time. So yeah.

Her new name is going to be Keyta (Key-Tah) And she isn't going to have a last name. Because I said so (;

Lawl.

-IcePrincess❤