Chapter 2- Notes

Alright, here we are, Chapter 2. First of all thank you for all the positive feedback, I'll brutally honest and say I never expected it to be well accepted at all. Secondly, if you hate OC's, STOP. READING. NOW. I mean this as a warning. Thirdly, this idiot of an uploader changed the name for this. I originally intended it to be called- 'Avatar- The Feral,' but he, for some reason, changed it. And I am NOT changing it now for your sake. I mean-
"Hey look a new fic- Avatar- The Feral! Cool! WHAT IT'S THIS CRAP AGAIN FFFUUUUUUUUUUU-"
Thank you, and enjoy or flame. Or troll, whatever floats your boat. (thumbs up)

(Sergeant CJC: HA! Shows what he knows! The author of this story needs a lesson in respect, And he'll get it by carrot or stick. This chapter is a little out of character for Jake. I think he would have risen to Neytiri's defence when it hissed at her.(you'll see). But if I change any more I may as well have re-written it, so all I did was spell check it and give it some better words. If it's wrong, blame it on him)

Chapter 2- A Friendly Foe

On the way back, it was oddly serene, almost as if something had come along and scared off all life. Jake wouldn't normally think such things, but Neytiri's paranoia didn't help the thought. Neytiri's eyes were darting around, and her ears were constantly twitching.

"Neytiri, what is it you think is here?" Jake was honestly beginning to get a bit too nervous, but he wasn't sure why. Just as Neytiri was about to answer, a loud 'thud' sounded from their right. Jake and Neytiri immediately swivelled around and at first saw nothing. Jake swore his heart skipped a beat. Neytiri heaved a sigh of relief, and then she began to turn to head back to The Tree of Souls. Then she heard something move and she went rigid. Jake took a step back. Normally he square up against whatever it was, but Neytiri had managed to put him on edge. A tense silence followed. Jake stared at the spot where that whatever-the-hell-it-was, supposedly was. After a frankly disappointing period, nothing happened.

"Look, let's just hurry back Neytiri, you're beginning to scare me now." And with that, the couple walked as fast as they could, with Neytiri's injury hindering them somewhat.

The thing looked over, hunched in an attempt to stay hidden.

"Bugger." he muttered to himself. "Don't screw up again." He clambered back up into the branches above watching over Jake and Neytiri, waiting for their guard to fall. He wasn't going to harm them, in fact, what he had in mind was the exact opposite. He saw them look away, he plucked up some courage, sighed, leapt from the branch and landed with a loud 'whumph!' square on his feet. Jake looked like he'd seen a ghost, but then he remembered- He was Toruk Makto! What could stand up against him?

"Who's there?" Jake yelled in an attempt to intimidate this 'attacker.' The thing sighed, cleared his throat, and piped up in Na'vi tongue-

"Travellers." Jake tensed. It sounded not unlike a Na'vi or human voice, although it had a odd, animalistic sound to it. "Yes, you two. The couple." It was still shrouded from Jake's view so, he presume it was another clan's hunter.

He was wrong.

"Sh-show yourself!" Jake replied, feeling as if a lead ball had just been dropped into his stomach.

"If I must." The thing replied and he moved from his cover. Jake was startled at what he saw. He'd never seen anything like it before. It's silhouette had appeared like a Na'vi's, although bulkier at it's upper body. Although it looked a bit like a Na'vi and Thanator's love child to Jake. It's legs, feet, skin and tail look like a Thanator's, but it's face bared more of a resemblance to a Na'vi's. Minus the nose, instead there were two slit-like nostrils. And his hair ran along the centre of his head, down his spine and the back of his limbs. His attire was also rather odd, and it looked as if he had stolen an Avatar's clothes, bar the shoes, and wore a headdress similar to Neytiri's. Then Jake realised they were goggles with three fangs poking out upwards. Neytiri's colour had drained a little, and her ears flattened out.

"Jake." She said with a firm, calm voice despite her expression, "arm the bow." As the... creature heard her say this, he piped up.

"Whoa, whoawhoawhoawhoa WHOA." he had obviously realized Neytiri's request. Before Jake could even think about loading an arrow, the beast replied, still in Na'vi- "Why I ask, do you, want me dead... Neytiri... te Tskaha... Mo'at'ite, is it?" Neytiri's tough façade wore off, and her face turned a pale blue. It knew her name. How did it know her name? Where did it learn Na'vi? Jake was just trying to figure out what just happened.

"What ARE you, anyway?" Jake asked, out of the blue. The beast turned to face him.

"I am a Re-" he cut off abruptly. He was staring a Jake's hand. He smirked and chuckled to himself. "Ah, I see." he suddenly began. "You must be... what's-his-face... Jake... Sully! You're Jake Sully, yes?"
Jake was disturbed now. A Na'vi-Thanator had appeared from a tree, scared Neytiri, and knew quite a lot about them both. By Thanator standards, anyway. Jake just stared in disbelief at the thing. The Na'v-ator (as Jake now thought of it as) crossed his arms and drummed his fingers on his upper arm. "Well? Are you?"

"Ye-yeah. I'm Jake Sully." The Na'v-ator's smirk grew larger, and his eyes had a almost persuasive glint in them. "What is it to you?" Jake asked the Na'v-ator, "And what are you?" The smug grin was wiped clean off his face and with a neutral expression.

"Hold on, I thought all sky-soldier-people were taught of all Pandora's fauna?"

"Apparently not." Neytiri mumbled in an arrogant tone. The beast's eyes thinned and his teeth (or rather, fangs) were being shown as he growled in a fashion that, to Jake, sounded like a cross between a canine, a crocodile and a boar. Jake was slightly angry at the wolf-croco-pig now.

"What do you want?" he spoke up, as he saw hostility in the chimera-like beast's eyes. He immediately snapped out of this angered state, and returned to the subject.

"Look, Avatar." he said with a note of annoyance in his voice. "I heard the trap, and the lady here screaming." Neytiri scowled as he said 'the lady,' although she let him continue. "And I thought, 'why not help them before they're torn to shreds by Loyalists?'" Jake's eyes widened in curiosity, and he asked-

"Loyalists?" he was completely clueless.

The chimera ignored this minor annoyance and carried on-

"So I have some medical stuff back where I live. Interested in it, princess?" he hissed at Neytiri."Maybe you'll get halfway home." If looks could kill, then he would be a mass murderer. Jake looked at Neytiri.

"Should we? He seems honest enough..." he passed a glance back at the thing, "...whatever the hell he is." Neytiri thought for a moment and turn to the chimera.

"Fine. On one condition." Neytiri said to him in a demanding tone. A short silence followed, and was broken by the thing saying-

"Yes? What 'con-dee-shun?'" he said, mocking Neytiri's accent. Jake would've torn him to pieces, but if he was right, it would have to wait...

"That Jake can aim his bow at you on the way back." Neytiri replied.

"You're serious?" Jake and the chimera-thing said in unison. The thing shrugged, turn it's back (which, Jake found out, had four spines and two wings) and walked off. Jake and Neytiri followed, somewhat reluctantly, after him.