Hey everyone, this is my second attempt at an Avatar story, after I horribly failed my first one and ended up deleting it. Oh and uh
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar or anything related to Avatar. James Cameron owns Avatar. I only own my characters and this story.
"Attention leaders of Earth. My name is Ray. Just Ray, I don't know my last name but that is not important. What is important is that I am currently one of the human's that are living on Pandora in co-existence with the Na'vi. That's right, co-existence, not as prisoners. Everything the RDA has told you about the Na'vi is wrong and I will explain it to you later but for now, know this."
"The Na'vi are willing to co-exist with the human's if the Human's respect their land, taking only what is needed. Also, the Na'vi are not mindless savages, they are a culturally and spiritually rich people and yet you choose to trample over them because of this? No more, you will cease all hostile acts towards the Na'vi, and maybe, just maybe, we will be able to negotiate. Until then, any hostile acts, such as landing on Pandora other than to fuel up and leave, will be seen as an act of war and will be responded in with kind. Until then, RDA." I finished with a note of finality and uploaded the video to Max, who would then send it towards Earth.
I leaned back and sighed heavily, praying to Eywa that my message would be received.
"God fucking damn it!"
I ran through the heavy brush and between trees, running as fast as I could away from them. The burning in my legs threatened to make me collapse, but I ignored the sensation and kept on running, feeling like my lungs were about to explode. After another minute I couldn't run any further, so I sat down against a tree and gasped for breath, reaching up to wipe the sweat off of my face. I thanked all of the gods I knew that I could breathe in Pandora's atmosphere, and didn't require an Exopack to breath.
That was the result of the experiment that I had gone under. Colonel Quaritch had been tasking some of his scientists to create a process that would allow RDA soldiers to be able to breathe in Pandora's toxic atmosphere without the use of filtering Exopacks. Exopacks, overtime and with use needed to be taken back to Hell's Gate to have their filters recycled and replaced. They lasted for about 24 hours, do to all of the poisonous gases that the Exopacks needed to filter which was 4 times the amount that they were designed for. Still, Colonel Quaritch wanted some of his patrols to last for 2 days or more, so that's where the scientists came up with a process that worked.
In a process that was similar to the cloning and growing process of Avatars, they took DNA of the Na'vi, and mixed it with mine, to create human-sized Avatar lungs. Then in a surgery process that was way too complicated and full of medical jargon for me to understand, they essentially replaced my lungs with the human-sized Avatar ones, and that enabled me to breath in Pandora's atmosphere. I knew what I signed up for when I wrote my name on that contract. I would essentially be dead, never to return to Earth ever again. Pandora was my new home. I could also breath Earth's atmosphere, although it would take time to adjust to the different gasses in the different atmosphere's. All for all of my debts to paid off, and my children to be set for life.
The howling and sharp barks of the Viperwolf's snapped me out of my memories and brought me back to shitty reality. With a new surge of Adrenaline, I got to my feet and ran again, not caring where I headed as long as it was away from those wolf like things.
The yowling and barking of those creatures made me pore everything I had into running, and the wind rushing past my face made my eyes water.
I had seen it all. The destruction of the Hometree of the Omaticaya clan when Selfridge ordered that the hammer be brought down. The Na'vi retaliation and the sheer amount of Banshees that had filled the sky, and the downfall of the RDA forces. The crazy blue bastards had even brought down one of the Valkyrie Dropships and a Dragon Gunship. I was on the ground when the Na'vi attacked us, and even then, I was terrified by how fierce the Na'vi looked when they charged at us on their horse-like mounts.
I had survived in Pandora's wilderness for 3 weeks by shooting animals for meat, gathering whatever fruits looked edible which usually gave me the shits and doing the best I can to stay out of the path of Na'vi hunters and the natural predators, such as those chasing me right now and staying high up in the trees during the night. It was easy to climb, due to the natural bioluminescence of the forest, but at the same time it also made it easier for predators to spot me, and I had one too many close calls where a hungry animal tried to make me it's meal, and the only reason I was alive right now was due to the 3 magazines of bullets that I had conserved for my Standard Issue Rifle. But I was out of ammo right now and I had used the last of my bullets on bringing down an animal for supper last night. All I had was 1 bullet left for my Wasp magnum and my combat knife, and I was pretty sure that it wouldn't do a lot of damage to these creatures.
I turned my head back behind me for a moment and my heart nearly stopped. I saw at least 4 of those things coming after me and gaining on me really fast, and it was at that moment that I knew I was dead. I couldn't out run those things and I had no way of fighting back except for 1 bullet. All I could do was prolong the inevitable.
The snarling and growls of the creatures grew louder and closer and I would have bet anything that they were taunting me. I happened to watch these creatures bring down a blue striped creature with an oddly shaped head once, and they reminded me of the jackals that had once roamed the plains of Africa back on Earth, before they had all gone extinct and only a few existed inside of zoo's. Fast, efficient and intelligent, they hunted in packs to corner and bring down their prey. The perfect hunting animal. And they chose me as their prey.
The trees whizzed past me as I ran, and it seemed like there was no end to them. I had survived a tour in Venezuela back on Earth, and I had survived here for 3 years, and had even survived the great battle, only to be killed and eaten by a bunch of Viperwolf's.
I looked back and what I saw made me despair. They couldn't have been more than 30 feet behind me. I fed everything I had into running but I knew I was dead. The pounding of my heart in my ears was the only thing I heard and would probably be the last thing I heard. I could hear their individual footsteps behind me, growing louder and ever closer.
My lungs burned, my muscles ached and time seemed to slow down. Everything seemed to sharpen and brighten in front of my eyes, and could feel the Viperwolf's hot breath on my leg. If I was going to die, then I was going to bring down one of those bastards with me. I reached for my holster and flicking it open, I grasped the grip on the Wasp Magnum. I was about to pull it out and shoot the nearest Viperwolf with my last bullet, but I didn't have to.
All of a sudden I heard a sharp yelp from behind me, and risking a glance back, I saw a Viperwolf stumble and fall to the ground with an arrow sticking out of it. I stopped running out of shock and surprise, and thankfully the rest of the Viperwolf's stopped as well. I heard two twangs, and a split second later, two other Viperwolf's dropped to the ground with arrows sticking out of their sides. The rest of the creatures howled and whined to each other before running away, disappearing faster than I could blink.
It was then that I realized that other than my gasping for breath, it was deathly silent. I didn't care though, I was alive right now, and the surprised relief that flowed through me right now made my knees weak. I almost buckled, but then I took a look at the dead Viperwolf's, and I realized indeed that it was arrows sticking out of them.
Then realization hit me. That must mean that whoever helped me was a Na'vi hunter or warrior, and was lethally accurate with the bow and arrow. And that they were also close.
I looked around at the nearby trees and bushes, trying to spot whoever my saviour was, but I had no such luck. Whoever he or she was, they were very good at not being seen. Still, I wanted to see whoever they were, so I called out to whoever was there.
"Uh hey! I know that you are out there! Show yourself…. So that I can thank you for saving my life!" I shouted out. My voice seemed to go on forever until nothing was heard again. Pure silence. I started to panic now. There was someone out there that was watching me, and I was unsure if they would put an arrow through me if I tried to leave.
"Hello? Anyone out there?" I tried again.
There was a sound of rustling leaves behind me and I whirled around, pulling out my knife without even realizing it. There was nothing there and I could feel my heart hammering in my chest. There was another sound of rustling leaves behind me and I turned around but wasn't fast enough as something slammed into me and knocked me to the ground my knife falling out of my hands. I twisted my body around to face my attacker, but the only thing I saw was a blur of yellow, blue and black before something smashed into the back of my skull and sent me spiralling down into the cold embrace of unconsciousness.
A pounding headache and the taste of copper in my mouth brought me back to consciousness. It felt like I had been stepped on by an AMP suit, but the pain was good. It let me know that I was alive. I gingerly opened my eyes, and found myself in a small clearing. There was not a person nearby and nothing to help me indicate where I was, but I guessed that I brought nearby to a Na'vi village I was going to rub my face, but frowned when I felt that my hands were tied around a small tree. I glanced down at myself to find that my tactical vest had been taken off of me, and that my knife and magnum were gone as well but I should have expected that.
I sighed in despair and let my head slump on the tree behind me. I had no idea what they wanted with me or were going to do to me, but I sure as hell did not want to stay around to find out. I opened my eyes to look at the sky, and what I saw would have made me leap for joy if I could. My tactical vest was slung on one of the lower branches and my Wasp magnum was still in its holster. If I could get out of these bindings, then I could grab my stuff and make a break for it.
I struggled against my bindings, and to my delight, found that they were a bit loose. Encouraged by this, I started to rub my hands up and down on the branch and I felt the bindings get even looser. Whoever had bound me was either sloppy in their work or hadn't believed that I would wake up so soon. Either way it did not matter. I managed to shimmy up the tree a bit and pulled my tactical vest off, letting it fall to the ground before I did. I pulled everything on and was about to make a break for it, but all of a sudden I heard two voices.
Two female voices by the sound of it and they were rapidly getting louder. I wouldn't have much time left.
Bounding quickly towards the edge of the clearing, I scanned everything that I could possibly use to hide in here. That was when I saw it. A bush that was tall enough and thick enough to hide me and my camouflaged fatigues blended in perfectly. I threw myself into the bush and remained as silent as I possibly could.
The two female voices were getting louder and louder, until they both just suddenly stopped. My heart raced in my chest and for a second I was actually worried that they could hear it as well, but I quickly shoved that thought out of my mind. Ever so slowly, I parted the bush with my hands, and I saw that I was correct in assuming that they were 2 female Na'vi. One was carrying what looked like a basket of some sort, and it was completely loaded with multiple varieties of berries and fruits. The other looked like a hunter, with the bow that she had strapped across her back. They were both standing stock still and staring at the spot that I had once been just moments before.
The one with the basket dropped her load out of surprise and a mixture of red, blue and green berries and fruits scattered all across the ground.
The one with the basket turned to her partner and spoke something in rapid fire Na'vi, to which the other one unslung her bow and spoke something back. The unarmed Na'vi made her way over to where I had been just a minute ago. She crouched down in the dirt, and seemed to examine the dirt for a while, before tracing her hands up the tree and then down again. She then looked around momentarily before settling her gaze on something before following it straight towards me.
It was then I realized that she was following my tracks.
'Shit, what the fuck do I do now?'
The Na'vi female was getting closer and closer, and it would take her about 5 seconds to discover me.
'To run or to negotiate?' I wondered. If I ran for it, I was pretty sure that they would catch up to me again and knock me out or shoot me with an arrow if I did. But what if I tried to negotiate? Would they even be able to speak English? Could they even understand it? It was a risk that I was going to have to take.
I whipped out my Wasp pistol when she was about 20 feet from me and jumped out of the bush, aiming it at her.
"Freeze!" I yelled out as loud as I could.
The Na'vi female immediately froze and looked down at me, her mouth open in disbelieve.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the other Na'vi female blurt some startled warning or something, before she unslung her bow, knocked an arrow and aimed at me all in one lighting fast, smooth motion. We stood there for 5 awkward seconds, neither of us moving. I used this time to examine the Na'vi female that I was aiming at.
Her hair had been braided and a few feathers here and there decorated it. Her golden eyes were wide with terror, and the way her mouth hung open in surprise gave me a glimpse of her sharp canines. She wore nothing on top to cover herself other than an ornate necklace and I was instantly wondering if the Na'vi really didn't care for modesty. She had a few small bracelets on her wrists and ankles, and other then a simple loincloth, she wore nothing on her bottom. The same was for the Na'vi hunter, except that her hair was more wild then anything and her necklace was more practical then ornate.
The Na'vi hunter glared at me before surprising me by speaking in halting English.
"Please no shoot. We mean you no hurt."
I gaped at her for a second before growling at her.
"Oh yeah? Then why the hell did you knock me out and bind me?"
"It was for protection. We were to bring you to leader. We worried you fight back." She didn't even miss a beat.
"Hah, yeah right. I know that once I drop my weapon, you will shoot me with an arrow."
"No, I will not. We bind you for protection then bring you to leader and negotiator. They wish to speak to you. Please, drop weapon. We mean you no hurt." Her voice was pleading this time, and I could see the faintest hint of desperation on her face.
Maybe she thought I was going to shoot her friend? I didn't know. I glanced back at her friend, and saw the same look of desperation on her face, and terror in her eyes.
'Could I bring myself to shoot her?' I asked myself, and the answer was simple. No, I couldn't.
I reluctantly lowered my magnum but kept an eye on the one with the bow. She lowered her bow as well, and I felt relief course through me. I wasn't going to die…. Yet.
"Thank you human." The Na'vi said, but I just shrugged it off.
"Whatever. Just bind me and take me to your leader so I can be done with this." I growled and held out my hands together in front of me.
She binded me with a bola like thing, and then prodded me to follow the Na'vi that I had held up. I could already tell that where I was heading was going to change my life…. If I even lived beyond today.
Hey guys, A Drunk Canadian here. To all of you who read this, please just spend a minute of your day and tell me what you. If it is constructive critisism that would be great. If you think it has potential, please tell me that as well. Any advice you can give would be a great favour for me. Thank you everyone and tell me what you think.