Here is another chapter, I think I'm getting into this. Once again, if you find something that is not grammatically or stylistically right, tell me.

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Chapter two: No one gets into trouble

Zirina was a little shocked by being shot and surviving with just blue splatter all over her.

In fact "being little shocked" was an understatement. That sky man in demon skin could have killed her when he had a chance. Instead he shot her with paint! And now he stopped moving altogether. What in the name of Eywa was going on?

Rick just kept face palming. There was nothing else he could do. Sure that na'vi stopped attacking him, but if he tried to start this thing, all hell could broke loose again.

"Why does god punish me so?" he thought again. But he could not wallow in self pity forever, so he lifted his head trying to figure out what to do next. He had three options.

Plan A: he could go out with an exopack and try to negotiate with that na'vi, which is three meters tall while Rick has got only 186 centimeters. And who by the way attacked him.

"Okay maybe when I'll become tired of living" he thought.

Plan B : This one consisted of asking her to help him start this piece of crappy machinery so he could carry on with the fight they've had .

"Yeah, that and I can ask her if she can get me a hamburger while she is at it."

Then there was plan C: And that consisted of trying to start AMP and "Tactically withdrawing" from this area, or fighting to death with that na'vi.

"Okay, lets try plan A" He thought with resigning look on his face.

He thought about opening the canopy, but then he remembered, that he should wear the Exopack while being outside. He knew that not doing so could have some consequences, like looking stupid for doing so. Being thrown to brig for "self-damaging behavior" and of course there was suffocation and painful death.

He reached his exopack, which was usually situated right under roof window, but now it was impaled on that huge arrow which penetrated aforementioned window.

"Ok so the exopack is now officially out of commission" he thought, resigning on his life yet again. "Exopack is dead. And I am officially dependant on this AMP's Air filtration." He thought yet again.

So that meant that he must start this thing no matter what and return to Hell's gate ASAP or die suffocating when this thing's filters decide to stop working.

"Well, I certainly hope that she won't kill me when I try starting this thing." He thought while looking at her. She was pretty…blue, yeah that described her pretty well. Not only that her skin was blue, but that paintball splatter made her seem more bluish.

"Ok, seriously, stop ogling your executioner and start this thing!" he yelled at himself and pushed the button labeled as "ignition"

While that man in his demon suit just kept his face in his palm. Zirina almost got rid of that stuff which covered her face. When she finally got rid of it all, that human was already touching something in his demon skin but his eyes were glued on her. She did not have time to wonder about that, because there was a loud noise coming from his demon skin that startled her. It was like death rattle of thanator. She instinctively snatched her bow from the ground and aimed yet another arrow at that thing, after doing so that rattling sound which was tearing her head apart stopped. Only to start anew after two seconds.


Above the fallen Hometree


"Do you hear that olo'eyktan? That is the sound made by that demon skinned tawtutte." Tsanten said and Jake, which looked quite distressed. They were nearing fallen hometree when they've heard that sound.

Ney'tiri was also worried. The thought that some part of RDA stayed behind was not pleasant.

"That sounded differently from usual AMPs" Jake said and then added

"We must hurry!" and they started their descent, readying their weaponry.


Back at the Ground


Down at the ground, there was a very volatile situation. Rick trying to start, and Zirina watching that demon growling.

That noise which that AMP made was annoying for Rick, but for Zirina's heightened senses it was like nails on the fingerboard.

"Stop it!" she yelled at Demon skinned human. Who has looked up from his controls and watched her trying to figure out what she said.

"Ftang" was all he heard from that na'vi woman. He did not study that complicated language of theirs, and so he didn't have a clue about what she said to him. So he improvised

"Nope, my name is Rick. And I do not know where bathroom is" he said, and after saying it he hoped that she didn't understand him either.

Luck was on his side this time, because she looked at him confused, trying to figure out what did he just said.

Then more luck came his way when he finally started that damned machine.

"Hooray!" he cheered, as his AMP stood up. Rick was proud of himself that he managed to start his AMP without that na'vi attacking him. He might get away from this alive after all! And that was all that mattered. But getting out of there alive depended on how good his diplomacy skills were.

"Ok, say something." He ordered himself, while looking at the tip of arrow pointed at him.

"Uhm, I should be going" he said, his voice once more amplified. Then he turned around and started walking away from that na'vi, which got a blank look on her face right now.

A few minutes ago, there was a fight to the death, she shot him quite a few times, then he shot her with paint, stopped, and now he is walking away? "What in Eywa's name is going on? "She thought, everything went crazy after that shot.

"Now that was CLOSE!" he thought after taking four steps away from her. He still watched her through back mirror. She was confused, and he did not need to take lessons in Na'vi emotions to see that.

"Good that means I have time to get out of here, before she tries to kill me again. "He thought but then he heard screeching sound above him and before he could look up. Familiar loud thump indicated that his roof was once again occupied by na'vi.

"Oh come on! Get off my roof!" he half groaned, half yelled, but then he noticed that na'vi he fought earlier was standing behind him and pointing arrow at him once again.

"Yeah, back at square one… wait. That means there is someone else on my roof?!" He thought and looked up only to see half of the arrow which penetrated his roof before, and then remembering he lowered the blast shield.

Then he noticed someone standing in front of his AMP. Another two of those na'vi with bows. But this time it was a strange male and a female with lot of accessories on her, both of them were aiming at Rick's AMP with their bows.

"Once again, I am screwed" he said. Trying to figure out, how will he outrun those four fully armed na'vi in this Tin Can? All he has got is one GAU-90 paintball gun, and then infinite amount of bad luck.


Jake's viewpoint


After Jake flew low enough to jump off his ikran he did so. That made him land in front of that mysterious AMP. Ney'tiri after same maneuver ended next to him. Both immediately preparing their weapons and aiming at AMP which already took quite a beating. Tsanten jumped on its roof to aim at the pilot through roof window only to see cracked half of arrow and plated window. But even after that he holds his position, maybe convinced that his arrow would penetrate that plating.

Jake then looked at pilot to see if he would recognize him. He saw a pilot in his thirties, wearing standard AMP pilot's uniform with huge RDA logo on it.

That was all he needed to know, this man was still with RDA. He was not a deserter, but what is he doing here? He was not in RDA logs. So who the hell was he?

"Who are you? And what are you doing here?" Jake asked, or rather tried to interrogate pilot.

After he spoke, he could clearly see that this pilot was surprised by his ability to speak English.

"Me? No one!" he replied, although he was surrounded. He did not have his weapon holstered, and so his GAU-90 was still pointing in Jake's general direction.

"Ah, a wise guy" Jake said, almost amused by this pilots guts. He was outnumbered one to four and was at the disadvantage with clearly no possibility of getting out of there alive if they started fighting.

"Tell me who are you and what are you doing here or we will kill you" Jake continued

"But I already told you!" Pilot replied,

"Do you have a death wish?" Ney'tiri asked, with her cold eyes locked with pilot's.

"Do I look like that? He asked me a question and I truthfully answered it!" he said, and his voice sounded sincere.

"So you're nobody…" Jake started with amusement "and why are you here?"

"That's wrong, I am No one! And I am here because HQ sent me here." Rick said.

Jake did not know what the difference between being nobody and no one was. In fact the only person who knew it was No one.

"Ok answers given, I am out of here!" Pilot suddenly yelled and his front blast shield lowered and three loud *Ka-Blam* could be heard, and Jake suddenly lost sight of that AMP.


Rick's Viewpoint

"I need to get out of here!" he thought after those English speaking na'vi asked him all of these questions.

Suddenly he's got an idea. It was a crazy one, but it could save his life. So he lowered his frontal blast shield to cover himself from those arrows and shot his gun. Which was pointed in front of those na'vi before he lowered his shield. After the gunshot was heard, he steered his AMP to the left and started running. Few dull sounds could be heard from above him, first was an arrow bouncing off harmlessly and second one was probably the fourth na'vi which fell on his ass and held for his life as the AMP started running. Well running is a strong word; it was barely twenty kilometers per hour.

"Whoa, I might even survive this!" he cheered in his completely dark cockpit, of course he left loudspeaker on so everybody heard it.

After few seconds, he thought that maybe lifting his frontal blast shield could help him navigate, as he was now running blindly, but he had a visual map of this place in his mind so he often changed his course to not hit things he thought that were there.

After lifting his frontal blast shield, he could see three things. First one was na'vi female who stood there with her jaw dropped as she looked at him, now with pure disbelief. And the second thing was that he must have run in circles, because he could see his footsteps all over the place, and the third thing was that those two English speaking na'vi were not only blue, but yellow , pink and of course red as well. And that female was angry while trying to get that stuff out of her face, and that male did not know whenever to laugh, or to be angry.

He did not hit them directly; he just managed to shoot a few meters in front of them, thus only spraying both of them with paint.

"Okay screw this!" Rick yelled frustrated, throwing his weapon at the ground. This was probably not the best idea, as it was attached by ammo belt to AMP and thus making weapon spin violently as she fell and then discharging as it hit the ground. *Ka-blam* could be heard once again as weapon discharged red bullet which hit AMP's left foot.

If it were fired from further away, AMP would've just stumbled and then automatic stabilization system would compensate, but fired from this close and at this angle. Hitting it right between the legs, it sent it falling right at its back.

Now Jake was laughing his ass off, and ney'tiri's angry frown evaporated and it was replaced by smile as she watched with one eye (and other one filled with paint) scene right in front of her, but then joined Jake with his laughter as she heard pilot yelling "Worst escape plan ever!"