Authors Note: As promised here's another chapter. I do have a couple more finished but I just donated some blood so I'm out of it so more chapters probably won't be until tomorrow. Enjoy!
Back in the air, the Na'vi warriors watch the Terrans' machines disappear over the horizon after pulling off their attack. The coalition of six young Na'vi males whooped and hollered in triumph. "Brothers, let us go back and tell our brothers and sisters of our victory!" Za'au had the respect of his companions; he rode his Ikran with pride. His black hair was wild and braided up his skull leaving the rest of his hair as a long mohawk that was brushed to one side. Feathers and beads were laced through his hair, his queue braid lying against his back. His ears were pierced with bone studs and his eyes were a bright green. He was adorned with ornate leather armor which was decorated with feathers and stone beads which showed his high standings in the tribe.
"Za'au, one of their dreamwalkers fell from their machine; we should find it and bring it back to Hometree to show our victory."
Za'au smiled and laughed, "That is a great idea Hufwe, let us make a competition of it. The one to find that abomination will get the most glory upon our return to Hometree."Za'u let out a holler and turned his Ikran around, his group followed his lead, we sounded the start and they dived down into the forest, each Na'vi choosing their own path.
Za'au was determined to find the thing that they called a Dreamwalker. Confusing things, the humans create these things so that they can fit in with the Na'vi but they never will. The way of the humans is a greedy one. Like a hungry beast, they consume everything around them until there is nothing left. The young Na'vi warrior landed his brightly colored Ikran in a tree and signaled it to fly off until he is called for. He moved gracefully through the giant trees, his tail acting as a counter weight to his actions. He knew he would win, his friends did not think their actions through. Za'au landed downwind from where the dreamwalker fell and because of that he would easily track it down. Those things reek of humans; it is an unmistakable smell.
There were signs of life from the bruised body of the young Dreamwalker as a light rain began to fall. The cool rain felt refreshing on her skin, as she slowly drifted to conciousness, she became aware of her laying in muck. She slowly opened her eyes, her sight was blurry at first; she couldn't make out her surrounding, she could only see blurred colors. "Mom?" Her vision was slowly coming back to her. As she stared up from her back, the canopy of swamp took its form in vibrant greens and blues. The young avatar, just stared, her brilliant green eyes taking in everything. Zoey was amazed from her dream, it seemed so real.
Reality dawned on her when she went to stand up. One arm at a time she went to prop herself up, when she went to place weight on her right arm she was overwhelmed by an avalanche of pain. Tears shot to her eyes as she screamed in pain, Zoey fell back into the mud and rolled on her side. Her mud caked hair clung to her face and to her skin. She surrendered herself the pain of her arm. She was sure it had to be broken. Her cries of pain turned into cries of fear and confusion as she realized that she was alone. "Mom! Please.." The youngling wished for her mother, where was she? Why had she left her here on her own? Zoey brought her left hand up to her face to wipe the mud and tears from her face, however her blue hand never made it there for she realized just that, her hand was blue! Her golden eyes widened shock as she looked at the rest of herself. She was blue! Not just blue, completely naked save for a few shreds of muddied cloth. She scrambled to her feet but fell back to the ground, landing on her injured arm. She screamed.
Za'au heard an unfamiliar scream up ahead. It was not Na'vi but he was sure it couldn't be the Dreamwalker. Surely it couldn't be in working condition after the fall. His mind went to warrior mode; he could be walking into a human trap.
Za'au dropped through the forest floor, landed on muted feet. He crept cautiously through the flora avoiding pools of water and staying in the shadows. He stopped; he was almost on top of it. Peering out from the shadows, he spotted it. It was an avatar alright, but this avatar was shriveled on the ground, crying like some infant. Surely this was not real, even the humans would not let someone so weak out here. For a split second, Za'au lost is concentration and snapped a twig while shifting his weight. He ducked back further into the shadows, the light rain causing his skin to shimmer.
Zoey's ears perked at a sound in the shadows, her fear and pain seemed to be lessened when the naïve optimism of a child told her it had to be her mother coming to get it her. "Mom?" A smile spread across Zoey's face as she scrambled to her feet and started stumbling towards the dense growth holding her broke arm; tears of relief streaming down her muddy cyan cheeks.
Za'au couldn't believe this injured Dreamwalker was so ready to wander off into the forest, and it was calling out for her mother. Only a moron or a child would run into the forest injured because anyone with any brains would know an injury out here means death. Weapon in hand, he stepped out into the open, his muscles tensed ready to react. Zoey stopped dead in her tracks, when not her mother stepped out but an armed Na'vi warrior. Her eyes widened in fear, sweat merged with tears and mud on her face has she stumbled back. Za'au matched her every step, pushing her slowly back, manipulating where this Dreamwalker went. He was cornering her and she didn't even realize it. The frightened avatar, stammered in fear, she could hardly speak, "P-Please n-no. Stay back." The Na'vi warrior's green eyes studied her, trying to predict a possible attack from the stange female. A trap seemed less and less likely, this creatures arm was severely injured and it didn't take an idiot to see that she was no warrior.
She kept backing up, hoping that this alien would stop and just leave her alone but he kept coming. Suddenly Zoey's back hit something, she cried out as the vibration of the impact shook through her broken bone. She spun around to see herself face to face with the trunk giant tree. She had not where to go now. This fearsome warrior had purposely cut off any escape routes. Zoey shrank back in fear, her voice barely a whisper, "P-Please, please, please. No, please. Just…"