25 years after the Na'vi reclaimed their control, a new batch of military and scientists has returned to Pandora, including ethnologist Simone Mason and Veronica Gomez. Giving the task of working with doctor Max, Simone is soon partnered with a Na'vi prince, son of Omaticayan rulers Jake Sully and Neytiri. But plans don't go as smoothly when Simone's fiance, Sgt. Jeremy Willer, becomes suspicious about her interactions with the Na'vi people and plans to retaliate with a huge bang.

All recognizable people, places, and animals belong to creaters of avatar and all that jazz. But a fair deal comes from a chaotic quadrantic, deep in my mind.

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"Ahh…open it...now! I can't...breath!"

The shrill yell and banging was enough to get everyone attention to her 'coffin', as her fellow crew calls it. But that terminology ranged true in Simone Mason's mind. She had been up for about 30 seconds before she began to hyperventilate. The small tight quarters of her metal bed, only left her with enough room to lay flat and be unconscious for five years.

"Hey, someone, open up, please!" Simone begged, hoping that someone could hear her. She knew the pod was made to keep out noise but she hoped it didn't keep sounds in.

Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and started counting down from one hundred. "100...99...98...97...oh shit, shit, shit, shit…100...9...oh come on, girl. This is what all those years of training was for," she whispered to herself. Simone continued and went through ten restarts before she heard the soft click of the locks and her door swung open. "Oh, dear god…" she finally breathed and opened her eyes to chaos.

All around her people were floating through this crypt-like area where more bed-pods were opened. Some med techs went to wake the sleeping, while others moved around for assistance.

"Hey, Moni!" she heard the yell and spun around. Faintly in the background, she heard the pre-recorded messages detailing the effects of finally waking and how to cure the headaches and hunger. "Simone!"

At the call, Simone turned to see Veronica "Nica" Gomez. The sexy, Spanish siren, pulled herself toward her best friend. Simone noticed that even now Nica was showing off her D cups in a tank top and sweat pants.

"Damn, took you ages to wake up," She pounced on Simone before her friend caught her breath. Nica hadn't woken too much earlier, but she was full of energy. "Well, not everyone is an early riser like you. Hey, can you let go a bit." Simone's voice was raspy and hoarse. Hearing the request, Nica pulled simone in closer and whispered; her hazel eyes meeting Simone's almond ones.

"Oh no you don't. Being a bitch was the first thing we ruled out when we decided to come out here. Now, let's go and get you something to eat and a much needed shower and then find Mr. Right..." Nica winked, before dragging her friend away.

Veronica lead Simone to retrieve their bags before heading to their Shuttle. The smaller space craft would launched them through the planet's atmosphere and land them on Pandora.

It took them three hours to land on the surface and each person was ordered to place on air masks. Simone ignored the slight fatigue and shortness of breath as she gathered her bag and followed instructions. The space vehicle parked on a landing dock next to other shuttles, carrying the rest of the army and marine personnel. So far as Simone knew, there was only a couple of scientist to the thousands of militants. She didn't like those numbers, especially after the failed siege the human caused almost twenty-five years ago, but it was the Na'vi's rule. Only a certain amount of humans could inhabit the base and only a certain amount of researchers were allowed to prevent the war from happening again. And this was strictly enforced by the Omaticayan Na'vi.

Once on base, Simone was in enamored by the vastness of everything. Besides the beauty she could see of the planet, her eyes scoured over massive amounts of aircrafts, military vehicles, machines and weaponries. But only one thing stopped her dead in her tracks; a large, blue figure several meters away.

"What the fu…" she stuttered, not able to finish when a Na'vi man walked right by her. Her eyes roamed over the mass expanse of his body. His ten-foot tall height dwarfed everyone around him. If the height wasn't intimidating enough, his long tail and feline features would definitely scare the shit out of folks.

"They have signed a treaty with us, in exchange they have as much input on this base as we do," Nica whispered as Simone continued to gawked at the giant. And almost as if he felt her, the Na'vi's striking eyes came down to hers. The yellow hue drew her in, her jaw dropped to the floor. All she knew of these humanoids were from the brief history class she took for the mission and reading Dr. Grace Augustine's book. But nothing could describe seeing them in personal.

"He sees you…" This came from a new voice but Simone didn't break eye contact with the Na'vi.

"I see him, too," she whispered and smiled. The Na'vi man slowly smiled back at her before sending a wink. Immediately, her head her fascination ten folded. "Oh my god, did you see that." Quickly she turned to the new comer. "Is he really one of them or is he an avatar?" She asked in amazement.

"Ah…now that's a question you will soon learn the answer to, Dr. Mason. I'm Dr. Max Patel, I was…"

"Dr. Grace Augustine's colleague. We are assigned to you." Nica offered out her hand toward him and shook his. Simone was second, but quickly turned around to see that the Na'vi or Avatar was gone.

"Ahh…yes. Then you must be Dr. Veronica Gomez. It is a pleasure to have you both here. I have heard about your success with the tribes in Mongolia and Papua. You, both, have exceeded greatly in your journeys…"

As Max continued on, reciting how much research he did on the women, Simone was too busy processing all that was around her. On her way into the base, she passed more of these huge people, some wearing simple clothes like a tank and shorts, while others were in identifiable tribal garbs. Thinking back to the Na'vi she first saw, she realized he was wearing tribal clothing as well, but it was more elaborate than the rest of the Na'vi. His waist necklace was large like his waist belt. He was also adorned in exotic beads and stones, stripes and tattoos.

"Max, was he a leader?" Simone asked suddenly, interrupting whatever conversation he and Nica were having. She remembered the desriptions in Augustine's books of the rituals and signs of royalty.

"Wow...you have a cunning eye..." he admired her ability to correctly observe in less than a minute. "He is not a leader yet, but will be. Be patient...you shall meet him and more tomorrow."

This is when it finally sank in where she really was; Pandora.

"Okay, I know the journey was long, so I will leave you to get situated within your quarters and eat. Just make sure you come find me in the lab at 0800 tomorrow. Have a good afternoon, ladies," Max said, giving them one last nod before he left.

Simone and Nica, quickly found their rooms due to maps and decided to shower, dress and go in search for food. Both knowing they will definitely need their energy for this adventure.

Tossing and turning was the way of her life right now, as Simone anxiety got the best of her. She turned to the clock and eyed its numbers one last time. 0300. How the hell did she expect to wake up in the morning, if she wasn't resting now? This question swam circles through her head. Deciding to just get up, she stood up and walked to the wind. She knew the moon would be wonderful tonight.

And that it was. That large, silvery orb floating amongst the dark sky and bright stars. Swirls of color drifted through the atmosphere, reminding her deeply of the Aurora Borealis back on earth. As she looked on, she couldn't fathom actually flying amongst the sky to get her.

Lowering her gaze, she looked beyond the yard, beyond the wire fence, to see light glow.

"Oh my god..." she whispered as the world outside transformed into this bioluminescent forest and wondered when she would be able to explore.

Her eyes scanned every surface glowing through her thick glass window, before a huge shadow caught her attention. Quickly, she looked to the sky; something fast and blue seemed to fall to her left. She strained her neck to see the object and noticed that it was a creature, a huge creature.

"A bird...ikran." she whispered, amazed. Suddenly she left the window to gather Grace's book and ran back. She stood in the moonlight and looked for the chapter on the flight animal, but became engrossed with another object jumping from the bird. She watched as the person chucked something into the birds mouth, before caressing its head. The bird moved into the man's touch before flying away.

Trying not to be noticed, Simone moved closer into the shadows of her room, yet straining to watch him.

Mi'nad watched Tekaya fly off before he faced this mammoth of a building. It was still his shift to watch over the humans and make sure they didn't anything against the Treaty. Though he noticed there seem to be more of them in the last few day, he also knew a lot were scheduled to fly out in the next upcoming weeks.

Scooping a jungle fruit from his small satchel, he tossed it in the air before catching it and biting the sweet flesh. He lavished in its overwhelming juices, devouring the whole fruit in seconds. He began to patrol the land, comfortable in the silence of the base. It amazed him how much noise the skypeople made in the morning and day, but deep in the night, they all seemed to disappear. At first he was cautious of this, believing that there were planning something, but his father debunked that story with the help of Max and Norm. His father, Jake Sully, once belonged to their clan but after falling in love with his mother, he prayed to Eywa and she gave him rebirth. Mi'nad could only think of doing something so tremendous, resulting in a great outcome, in his life.

He loved listening to the battle stories of his people and hearing about the Toruk Matico. The makings of a great Omaticaya leader ran through his blood, how could he do any wrong?

Mi'nad continued to walk the yard, this time he pulled an even bigger and juicer fruit out of his bag. Its soft flesh would be easy to pierce with his sharp teeth, allowing him enough room to suck the nectar. Gripping it in his hand one last time, Mi'nad tilted his head back, relaxed his jaw and flung the fruit in the air.

With much anticipation, Simone watched on the outcome. She noticed the growth of this fruit and determined it was way too big to fit perfectly in his mouth. Yet, she was still hoped that he proves her wrong.

Up and up it went, building height, until finally, it started to fall. The big, purple circle picked up memento, speeding to the ground. Mi'nad moved several inches, trying to line up the axis, while Simone glued her face to the window.

A speeding bullet; the fruit was coming down with more force than either one of them thought, and for a minute Mi'nad hesitated. Deciding to just give in for a crazy stunt, he placed himself straight in its aim; eyes closed and waited.

On the other side of the glass, Simone watched as the Na'vi tensed up, spread his legs apart and squatted. In the process, she noticed how his sculpted arms tightened as they touched his knees, his biceps gleaming in the light of the night sky. He was bracing himself for the impact, she thought and smiled at the observation.

Her gaze moved back to the fruit, to see it hit he hard. "Ha!" Simone immediately exploded as the fruit splashed all over his face. She watched as jumped backward, wiping his face clean of its remnants. Noticing that he didn't seem hurt, Simone continued to laugh, harder and harder, until her head went straight into the glass.

Bump...Mi'nad heard the faint noise and grew alarmed. Immediately his eyes went in search of the source and found a window. Looking closer, he noticed a moving figure, a laughing figure. And they didn't stop. He realized that the person was laughing at him. Humiliated, Mi'nad quickly thought of embarrassing the sky man.

The tears overwhelmed Simone as she laughed harder. Her eyes shut, she didn't realize he was moving toward her window. It was only after she quieted down that she raised her lids and screamed. "Ahh...!" Her body flew backward, tripping on the light rug on the floor and landed on her butt.

New to the world and its people, she didn't expect for him to move so quickly or to be standing a couple inches from the window. Nor did she expect her eyes to lock with his glowing yellow orbs. His large head took up most of the window but she continued to enjoy the view. His lean upper body was craved muscles; any man would be enviable. In addition, his blue stripes, colorful tattoos and iridescent sprinkles all added to his appeal. In one word he was beautiful.

Mi'nad looked through the small window at the body on the floor. He felt no remorse for scaring her; she should have mind her own business than watched him. He figured she was one more enemy who acted like they really cared about his planet. He watched as she slowly climbed to her feet, eyes never moving, and started to walk closer. Out of curiosity, he tilted his head, allowing the moon light to shine in and light up her face. Eywa, she was beautiful, he thought immediately. One of the most beautiful sky person he has ever seen. Mi'nad couldn't help but be mesmerized by her dark skin. It easily reflected the silver glow of the moon.

Simone summoned up the courage to walk forward, to get closer. It wasn't so much as a want to be face-to-face with him, but a need. She needed to show that she wasn't the enemy; she needed them to trust her. That was why she came.

Mi'nad watched her left hand rise to the window right above his cheek. The overall moment was so intense, he thought he could feel her actually touching him, so he flinched. It was like a hot flash moment, a feeling he got when he touched wires the skypeople had around the fence. Yet he could take his eyes of hers. They were small, but wide and curious, like a child. She looked at him with so much vulnerability. She was safe...he thought. But she was naive.

A loud call resonated through the air, announcing the arrival of his longtime friend, Quin. The other Na'vi promised to split the shift with him so that he could be ready for Max in the morning. He turned his face away to see Quin's ikran land not too far from where he landed.

"Look back at me..." she whispered, feeling lonely without his gaze. As if hearing her, he did turn back around. Simone moved forward and stroked the glass. Her mouth moved into a small, welcoming smile as she continued to look at him. Oh, what she would do to hear him speak...she thought. She watched as he turned away from her again, this time she saw the other Na'vi man; she was unimpressed by his arrival. She was satisfied with just this one.

Mi'nad turned back to the strange woman and repeated her gentle smile. "Mi'nad...!" He heard Quin yell and he knew he would hear it if his friend found what caught his attention. He looked at the woman one last time before whispering, "I see you." And before she could respond he ran off.

Simone nearly cursed at her luck. He said something, yet she was behind a glass too thick to hear his words. Deflated, she watched him hurry away but then he stopped as if he forgot something. Quickly he turned and with him standing close to a light post, she saw his quick gesture. Just like when she first landed, the Na'vi winked. And then she realized who he was. He was the one wearing far more elaborate tattoos and dressings than the other Na'vi she seen walking around and when he met with the other man, the guy bowed to him. It all added up. He had to be the Omaticayan Prince.

Hey, so this is the first chapter of my first fan-fic and I was so mesmorized by the movie that I wrote this bad boy...now I am sharing it with you guys.

Hope you like, reviews and opinions appreciated. Thanks!