Avatar - The Hidden Story

by boydea

When Miles first meets Eve, a professor forced into the Military by the government, he is disgusted. She is nothing like any soldier he has met before and feels certain she will fail. To his surprise, Miles realises that she is far stronger and more resourceful than he could have imagined. Find out why Miles so hated the Na'vi and what happens after the uprising.

1. Chapter 1

One

Miles shook his head as he strode confidently in front the newest recruits, his cool blue eyes reflecting the disappointment he felt inside. Every time, he thought angrily, Each and every time I ask for new team members they send me the worst possible candidates. He turned on his heel, fixing his gaze onto a small woman in the front row. At only 5ft she was the smallest of those who stood before him, her dark hair tied back revealing delicate and feminine features. She stood to attention, with her hands clasped behind her back and those green eyes set firmly forward. Miles looked her up and down, huffing loudly to convey his disgust. Yes, she appeared physically fit, but it was her height and femininity that concerned him. Such a person just would not make it in his team.

"You, the midget at the front, what are you, about 18?", he asked, giving her wry smile.

She kept her sights set firmly before her, "Sir. Old enough to know better and young enough to fight. Sir!". Miles sighed deeply, annoyed at her inadequate reply.

"What's your name!?", he barked at her, instantly surprised by the lack of reaction he normally got from new recruits.

The woman flicked her eyes towards him, "Professor Evelyn Tanner, Sir!", she replied confidently in a strong English accent.

Well that means she's older than she looks, Miles thought, cocking his head. "And what, Professor, in the hell do you think you are doing here?!", Miles moved closer towards her, trying to intimidate her with his stature.

"Sir, I am here because the British Government made me come", she cast him a somewhat unimpressed look, "If it was up to me, Sir, I would rather be sitting in my lab doing what I do best. Sir".

Miles motioned for her to step forwards and was surprised at how quickly she obeyed. He slowly circled around her, trying to find some other reason other than her height, to not accept her into his team. He stepped back in front of her and leaned back in close, his face now in front of hers. "Why did they make you come?", he queried firmly, still trying to gage if she was intimidated by him.

"Sir", she replied smoothly, locking those green eyes onto him, "They are sending me into the hot zone Sir". Evelyn paused and Miles saw a flicker of anger in her eyes, "And it seems I have an attitude problem", she turned her gaze down to the ground, "Sir", she finished softly.

"Get back in line Tanner", Miles ordered, once again impressed at how quickly and effectively she obeyed him. He took several steps back, his eyes moving across the rest of the group as he moved, "Many of you already know me, for those idiots that don't, my name is Major Miles Quartich. I serve under one of the greatest military leaders of our time! And you lot are here because you want to be a part of the best military force on Earth". Miles once again strode down the line, not once taking those eyes from the people before him, "Well, I can already see that many of you will not make it! In fact, by the end of the day 80% of you will not be here!". He stopped at the end of the group and turned on his heel, making his way towards the other side of the new recruits. "Some of you", he set his gaze onto Evelyn, "will make it through the next few months, but you should know this", Miles paused and motioned towards the main entrance of the camp, "Of the 20% remaining after today, 15% of you will leave here and it will more than likely be in a box".

"Training here is hard, there is no room for the weak. And when I say weak I mean both physically and mentally. I will bend you to the very edge of your limits and when you reach that point", he locked his eyes back onto Evelyn, still standing to attention, "I will push you over the precipice. Because only the best make it through! I will accept nothing less". He saw several of the people squirm uncomfortably, And there they go, he thought, peering intently into the group to see who else would be leaving that day. Once again he returned his gaze to the small woman who had caught his attention and for the first time in his life Miles thought that perhaps, just perhaps, his initial impression about someone was wrong.