Gabrielle Chacon was only 12 years old, but she could already pilot her mothers Samson with no problems. Her IQ was above average, and apparently useful to the Avatar program in many of the scientists' eyes. An avatar was created for her use, a child.. standing roughly around 5'7, the average height of a Human adult Male. She found she was to aid the scientists now, while her mother was working for Quaritch and Parker. Gabby's mind wandered to bad predicaments that were to come from this Avatar Program, especially for herself and her mother.
Her thoughts were soon broken by…..
"Wainfleet…Get it DONE!" the words echoed off the steel walls of the hanger and seemed to float in the air. Her mothers famous last words to her door gunman Lyle Wainfleet. He never seemed to get whatever it was her mother wanted done…well…DONE. She sat on the port side of the Samson, her feet dangling over the edge, casually swinging. Dark Brown eyes traveled from one Tilt Rotor copter to the next. She was studying them carefully….surveying them. Scorpions and Samson's made up the fleet, but her favorite was always the Tiger: Her mothers Samson chopper.
Trudy was her hero….the mother every kid wishes his or her mother could be. Trudy made guidelines, not rules, and most importantly: She was strong. Gabrielle knew no one could touch her when Trudy was around. Her head turned slightly to the side to find Wainfleet getting chewed out once more by Trudy, and she couldn't help but laugh. Gabrielle knew her mothers fuse ran short when it came to the condition of her 'baby'.
"That left Hindstrike is LOOSE….damnit…..fix it…NOW" came the pilots annoyed tone as she jumped into the piloting seat, looking down at the girl she called her daughter. "Gabrielle….I have orders to take you to the lab…." Her tone became softer. Gabrielle's eyes lit up and she hopped off the chopper and landed on the floor..misjudging the distance and landing on her backside. "Ow!" came the yelp. Trudy hopped down and pulled her daughter onto her feet "there kiddo….come on." Trudy took her little girls hand and led her to the lab…pushing her towards the door. "Go on …I gotta finish my inspection.." she smiled and saluted her girl. Gabrielle saluted back..a proud smile on her face.
Gabrielle took slow steps through the door, waiting for someone to notice her. She walked over to the redheaded lady…she knew that was the person she had to see about her avatar even though she didn't seem that approachable. Her eyes quickly wandered to the man in the wheelchair that her mother had been talking to earlier. A smile formed over Gabrielle's face, she knew he was an ex-marine. She wandered over to him and lightly tapped his shoulder. "Are you in the Avatar program too? I heard your replacing your brother." She just came right out and said it, like her mother she used no discretion. Max rolled his eyes and facepalmed slightly. "Jake….this is Gabrielle Chacon, Trudy's kid." He said..interrupting the next round of questions from the little Latina. Gabrielle glared at Max. "I can introduce myself thank you…." She turned back to Jake. "I have an Avatar as well…its pretty cool. I'm sure you've met Grace..she can be a bitch sometimes..but so can my mom…otherwise…she's pretty nice." Gabby added. "So…was this your decision to come here….or did someone make you come here.?"
Jake was surprised that this young girl was even on Pandora, a lonely planet that had nothing to offer really anyone. Where did she go to school? Why did Trudy…whoever this lady was..bring her daughter to such a horrible place? She couldn't even run around outside without a mask on. He pulled himself out of his day dream and looked at the girl. "I had no choice kiddo…I did it for my brother…" he reached out and put his hand on her shoulder. "You stick by your family kid…no matter what life throws at you." With that he wheeled himself out of the lab. Gabrielle wondered what he meant by that…..
