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Comatose

Daniel's ears were filled with an extremely annoying and familiar beeping sound.

He opened his eyes, and vicious white light pierced through them without mercy.

He let out a hoarse shout of pain, his eyes unused to that light, and he heard someone moving beside him.

"Daniel?" a woman's voice asked in surprise.

"Mom, Is that you?" he asked, but managed to sound only a whisper.

"Oh god, Daniel, we thought you'd never wake up. The doctors said you were just sleeping. Every test they've preformed showed that you were." She sniffed, and Daniel tried to hug her back.

"How long was I asleep?" he asked in his hoarse voice.

"A full month; All of the tests that were preformed showed that you were dreaming. Do you remember anything?"

A month! So the time is about is about the same…

He shook his head; "I could never remember my dreams… I guess this one was of no exception… Still… I get the feeling it was important."

I hate lying to my parents, especially to my mum, but something tells me I've got to keep this a secret.

"If it was, it'll eventually come back to you." She said with a smile, happy to get her son back.

He looked at her, and noticed that she looked older, and her eyes were red.

Daniel lowered his head; "I'm sorry I worried you, mum." He said.

She smiled again, and let him go.

"I'll come back later. Do you need something?" She asked as she got up.

"My laptop would be nice." He said.

"I'll see you later then." She said, and kissed him on his cheek.


Later that night, when his mother had went home; Daniel powered up his thin notebook computer and started typing.

Date: May 21st 2010.

Subject: Personal journal.

Recipients: Isabella Beaumont, Jacob Carter, Michael White, Emily White.

Entry #1

For the last earth month, I've been unconscious, kept alive by machines. While this body (Daniel White, human) was unconscious, my mind had been transferred across space by unknown means, into another body (Daniel, Na'vi).

I have yet to understand how or why this has happened, but the first time it did (31 days ago), I've lost consciousness on that other planet due to an injury, and sent back to earth. I was hospitalized, because the injury had followed through that weird link, and caused serious damage.

I was able to spend the day with my friends, but when sleep took me, I've woken up, again on the strange world which I later discovered was called Pandora by the natives.

There I was nursed back to health by the daughter of the shaman, or tsahìk, and the newly appointed patriarch, or olo'eyktan.

"What is your name?" Daniel asked, after finally succeeding in gathering the courage to ask her that. She turned to look at him, and tilted her head, as if trying to understand what he had told her.

The woman that introduced herself as Neytiri entered the room and looked at him.

"Not many of the People know how to speak your tongue. Jake and I are two of the few who can." She said calmly.

"Then could you tell me what her name is?" Daniel asked of Neytiri.

"It is rude to ask something about someone from a third party. You should ask it directly. It is her choice whether to share her name with you." Neytiri replied.

"But I can't speak your language. How am I supposed to ask her?"

Neytiri leaned closer, and whispered something into his ear;

"That is how you ask for someone's name."

"Thank you." Daniel said, and Neytiri left after answering a brief question her daughter asked.

"Pesu lu ana?" He asked weakly. The girl turned to face him, her eyes locking with his, her brow furrowed in confusion.

A few seconds later, her eyes brightened, like she understood what he said, and smiled at him. He smiled back at her, unable to resist the urge.

"Ne'tea." She said.

Ne'tea was Neytiri's first daughter, and she looked almost like her mother; the only evident difference was that Ne'tea had five fingers and five toes on each limb, instead of the apparently usual four.

Her father, Jake Sully, was once a human, and took part in a project that was supposed to diplomatically relocate the Na'vi to a different home, after a large deposit of a rare mineral was discovered there.

He was, in a sentence, extremely paranoid and suspicious. It took me a while to convince him that I was not in fact, part of some elaborate scheme to assassinate him and kill his people (I doubt he still trusts me…).

While I was healing, I had asked Neytiri what was the word she used on me. She was far nicer than her mate.

"Do you mean uniltìranyu?" Neytiri asked.

"Yes."

"It means dream walker; while uniltìrantokx means avatar, a fake body."

"I still don't understand the difference." Daniel said his confusion evident on his face. "From what you've told me, an avatar is driven by a sleeping human. From what I know, my human body is still asleep."

"From what my Jake told me, and from what I have seen, avatars are activated when a person enters a special… bed, and is connected to his avatar. Anyone that is standing near the bed can then wake that driver by pressing a button, leaving the avatar unconscious. From what you told me, you can't be woken that way, and you don't enter a special bed."

"So what is a dream walker then?" Daniel asked.

Neytiri looked at him with a weird expression, and then remembered that he was a human.

"There is an old legend of two brothers. One of them was meant to be the leader of their tribe, and the other, the very first Toruk Makto. They had saved their clan from a threat which was never spoken of again, and when the olo'eyktan's son had mated, both brothers left for the tree of souls, thirsty for adventure. They sat at the base of Eywa's tree for days, never breaking their tsahaylu with the tree. The felt not hunger Or thirst, neither fatigue nor an emotion. They pleaded her for an adventure, the greatest of them all. Eventually, Eywa had granted their wish. The people who were there for a gathering saw the two brothers half wrapped in Eywa's embrace, when a great ray of light came out of their bodies towards the sky. They had rushed for the brothers, but they found a pair of lifeless bodies, the older brother whispered in an ancient voice, 'I have granted your wish. You will not be able to return, but the eldest child of each generation of your blood will come here once in their life.' It wasn't the brother speaking, but Eywa.

And after I healed, I wished to prove myself to Jake and the people. He had agreed, and asked Neytiri to teach me basic survival and Na'vi. As much as I hate to admit, my progress wasn't even remotely mediocre. In the span of a week, I had managed to learn about three dozen words, which isn't even enough to hold a basic conversation with someone.

Last night, I had tried to find my way back to their home tree, a task given to me by Neytiri, when I entered a clearing that had strange trees with pink and purple strings hanging down from them. The sight was incredibly beautiful and mystical. Neytiri had told me about the tree of souls, and the trees scattered throughout the world, acting as "connections" to Eywa.

I approached one of the trees, and felt something like a pulling towards a specific branch, where a bright orange vine hung. At that moment, I've lost control over my body, and formed tsahaylu with that vine.

The next thing I remember was seeing a flash of white light, and waking up in the hospital bed.

Daniel saved the file, placing it in a secure folder which he locked with a ten digit sequence, and opened a new document, writing the following message;

Keep me alive at any cost. Even if it looks like I won't wake up, I will. Please don't let me die.

More information will soon be available.

He saved that message as well, and began working on a computer program, which he hoped would open his request to be kept alive at all costs should he fail to enter the four digit code he set once every week, and a week later, would give the password and location of his personal diary.

Dawn was fast approaching when Daniel finished the program and set the countdown.


Search parties were scattered all over the forests, looking for an insignificant person.

"Daniel!" someone shouted under the tree branches, but there was no reply.

'He was probably caught by a pack of nantang. We'll probably find only a few remains.' Jake said to Neytiri, who was flying next to him.

'He will make a good taronyu in time. The taronyu guarding him lost his trail. I told him not to light fires so that he won't attract unwanted attention. He is still alive.' Neytiri said.

A few seconds passed, and they saw an Ikran approaching them.

'I see you, brother, sister.' Tsu'tey greeted Jake and Neytiri.

'I see you.' They both replied.

'I've found him. He is at the tree of voices.'

Neytiri looked at Jake and smiled. 'I told you he made it through the night.'

Jake sighed, and they flew towards the tree of voices.

They saw Daniel sitting cross legged at the base of the tree, his back leaning against the trunk. An expression of serenity was drawn across his face, like he had found some kind of peace.

They saw that he had formed a bond with the tree.

When Neytiri tried to approach, she felt a strong resistance, as if the tree wouldn't allow her to come closer.

'That's what happened to me when I found him.' Tsu'tey said.

Jake sighed and picked up a small rock lying on the ground. He bounced it a few times in his hand, judging its weight. Then he flicked it towards Daniel, but it stopped dead in midair.

"What the…" Jake said, slipping back to English.

Slowly, the orange nerve cluster faded back to pink, and Daniel took a deep breath and released it before opening his eyes.

"What's going on?" He asked.

"You were supposed to come to Kelutrel as soon as possible. What were you doing here?" Jake said.

Daniel got up slowly and adjusted his loincloth to buy himself some time to think of a proper answer. He decided that saying the truth would be the best choice.

"I got lost, and found myself here. When I approached this vine, I lost control over my body, and formed tsahaylu with it. Then I woke up in the hospital, connected to various machines designed to keep me alive." He said.

"Head to Kelutrel. Your lessons will resume as soon as you're there. You'll start practicing with a bow today." Jake told him before walking back to Tingay tskxe, his ikran.

"Yes sir." Daniel said, and walked back into the forest.


A/N:
So yeah, Chapter 2. Not as long as chapter 1, but longer than the prologue.
Managed to do it in a single sitting too. Started to write it as soon as I came back from my Math matriculations.
I got about 85, so I'm very happy(thank you education system for releasing the correct answers five minutes after the exams are over!)

I don't think I've captured Jake or Neytiri the way they should be, but I promise I'll try harder.

I've watched Avatar an additional three times(Not counting the first time I saw it), and it didn't mention the name of Jake's ikran, so I named him Tingay tskxe, which literally means truth rock, but I thought of something amongst the lines of "solid truth", since it could have been one of the things anchoring him to the Na'vi(Not counting Neytiri of course)

Thanks to everyone who added the story to their fave/alert lists(It spammed my email account ) and for all the pretty reviews.
R&R please(While good reviews are especially tasty, I like the bad reviews as well, so fire away), and enjoy of course.

If you've read it this far, please give me another minute or 2 of your time and write a review.

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