Hey, first story about avatar. I only have ownership of Jack Mactavish. If u have trouble seeing him, think of Constantine, same for his avatar. Imagine a 13 ft. avatar Constantine.
It's strange you know, the feeling of having your eye and arm back. It was strange for me, that much I know is for sure. Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself again. I'll describe myself first. I'm a young man from Ireland, my name is Jack Mactavish, Sargent in the Earth Defense Core, a marine of the E.D.F,. My name sounds fake I know, I've had to deal with it for twenty years. I'm six ft. five in., I had five o'clock shadow. I was muscular for a retired man? I was in Task force 141 when I was a private and I was a damn good sniper, the whole reason I'm here. I'm missing my left arm from the shoulder down. It had been severed when a chopper got hit with a javelin and exploded. They said I was lucky to have only got my arm sliced off, lucky. I hate that word with a passion. I lost my eye because a metal sliver from the chopper had went straight into it.
I'm not lucky, I'm doomed. I was hired out of retirement for a project on a planet called 'Pandora'. I was supposed to use something called and 'avatar', whatever the hell that is. They took my blood sample. I haven't seen Pandora myself, but I heard it was a terror to fight in. Pictures of the planet though, it just strikes me as one of the most beautiful places in existence. I have a great story to tell, but I think I'll start from when I got out of cryo.
'I hate cryo wake up, always hurts like a bitch.' I opened My eyes and I was glad to see total blackness. I enjoy the times when it's pitch black. I didn't have the light showing me my arm was gone and only one eye worked. His pod opened and he waited for the Medical officer to unstrap me.
"Now, you have been in deep cryo sleep for five years, six months, and twenty-four days. You will be weak, you will be tired, and you will be hungry. If you feel the need to throw up, bags are above you, don't miss." I tuned out the man before he got pissed. His voice was just so annoying. I placed my hand on the pull bar and thrust myself to the locker that was above my cryo pod. My name was on the far left door. He pulled his locker open and pulled out his attire. He had a tan shirt, Camouflaged pants, wool socks, and combat boots.
I pulled my bag out and went to a door on the far wall, It would lead him to the shuttle that was bound for the base ground-side. I couldn't wait to get of this scrap of metal. Any thing was better than this. I hate not having a blue sky to look at. It just rubbed me the wrong way, you know. It just didn't seem right to have no window to look at a sky. I was going down a hall when I came to a check station. They had to check baggage for contraband. Anything like weed, cocaine, heroine, the list goes on as was in his seat in no time. I made sure of that. Across from me A man that was tall but looked as if he didn't belong with the meat here. I extended my hand, " Hey, my name's Jack, Jack Mactavish" He looked at my hand and extended his and we shook, "Names Sully, Tom Sully." I looked at him and said " Nice to meet ya." Then the docking clamps disengaged and we were off.
I looked to Tom," Hey, Tom. Just want you to know I might hurl on you when we enter the atmosphere. I hate it." He looked at me, " Thanks for the heads up Jack. Can't wait to get to get off this thing." I just nodded in agreement. A black man came to the front of our line and started talking to the soldiers, "Listen, when we hit ground I want you to go put on your re-breather masks and run straight for the main compound, don't look up to the sides or behind you. Don't stop to look at anything, just go for the main compound. Your new commanding officer will be waiting there for you to brief you on your stay her on Hell's Gate."
He looked at the green light on the wall of the shuttle and started to move when it turned green. He placed the mask on his face and we all started to do the same. I watched as the boarding ramp dropped and he watched as the men ran out of it onto the sweltering metal ground. The heat was visible because of the gasses in the atmosphere.
I was the last man to stand and I place my bag over my good shoulder. I slowly walked out of the shuttle and immediatlly looked around. Many men and women were running about with guns and bags. A large machine suit walked by and the man inside put his voice on speaker, " Hey, watch it!". A large earth moving truck rolled by nearlly crushing me flat. I walked slowly to the hanger where I would eventually meet my new commanding officer. Well, this should be fun.
Well, let me know what you think and what I should do. I will have this man parred with neytiri, just don't see who else would fit. Well, give me your ideas and i'll see what I can come up with. Good luck to us all.