I would like to thank everyone that has taken the time to leave me a comment. And here you go the start of the Restoration Arc. Sorry it is so short but I can't update that fast on my super slow computer and I need the time to do some serious cramming. Btw, we are only about 3 Chapters away from seeing Neytiri, yea!

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Disclaimers located in Chapter one

Flight: Restoration

'What a fucking trip.' I thought as I turned my head, I could see someone standing by my side in some kind of radiation suit. 'Grace?'

I reached up my hands to touch my neck. 'Why couldn't I talk?'

Blinking my eyes a couple of times I tried to sit up. I kept trying to say Grace's name but it was in vain.

'What the hell is happening?'

"Can you hear me Trudy?"

I nodded. Christ did Grace get really short. My face must have been struggling to stay straight since Grace smacked me lightly on the arm.

"I'm not the one that shrank, little lady."

Confused I once again reached my hands out for her only see long blue digits move to my command. I would've screamed if it weren't for the fact that my voice still wasn't working. So I did the next best thing, I stood up and tried to find a way out of the bleak white room.

"Oh for fucks sake calm down!" Grace pushed my unbalanced body down onto the long white clinical bed. "You are in a Avatar."

'Avatar? What the fuck is an Avatar?'

"Still can't talk huh?" She sighed; her hands automatically moving towards her pant's pocket only to realize her cigarettes were inaccessible underneath the radiation suit. "Trudy, you gave us quite a scare, do you know what year it is?"

Time didn't really matter to me since I wasn't even moving and everything kind of just blurred together. So I shook my head. No.

"It's been almost nine years since that crash."

I stared wide-eyed at my friend's tired face. But it must be true, she did look older and her waist long strawberry hair had been cut to neck length. I wanted to hug her, but I didn't know if I could in my alien body without crushing a rib. I felt a bit out of control.

"You are lucky your gunship fell directly in line of the bulldozers path, or..." Grace remained silent for a moment then touched my knee. "Aren't you glad I took that DNA sample of you now?"

Strangely I found this whole thing ridiculously unreal so I shrugged, which earned me a rather hard smack on the arm.


Grace explained to me what I was controlling and why she had one too. These Avatars were created in the hope of giving us a better opportunity to merge into the Na'vi's community. She also informed me of how she had started a school, but something had caused her to return to Hell's Gate.

I nodded and tried to express how I was listening to her when she visited me in my slumber of nine years. I was relieved and slightly surprised she had come to see me through such a long time.

Through my whole life, it has always been me against the world. No one really cared for me during my childhood. Father had died a decorated soldier in the Army, and my cliché mother decided teenage pregnancy wasn't something she could handle. I was dropped off at the orphanage as soon as she could get out of the hospital

The whole thing turned me into somewhat of a pain when I was there. Trouble brewed constantly whenever I was around, but I was too smart to be caught twice. The head master knew I was the one that had thrown marbles down the stairs to the cafeteria when the class bell had rang. I knew she knew; the whole orphanage knew. Too bad she could never catch me in doing it. Foster families never kept me for long either, so I constantly had new families to torment. Every time I was sent back to the dreary orphanage. The only bright side were the friends I made in the old home. They were the closest thing I had to siblings, and many decided to enlist into the Marines or Army. Only a few decided to journey into the Air Force. That decision caused a gulf to grow between us.

As we continue in our respected fields, our makeshift family disappeared. Some lost their lives in missions or training accidents, others just lost contact. If I had learned anything in this life, it was how nothing was permanent. Nothing can last against time..

Grace nudged me in the hip, "Focus!"

She apologized for the delay in giving me a body. These Avatars took at least six years to grow artificially.

She took me to where my human body was. Damn it wasn't a pretty sight.

The thing that had once been my body was in a solitary room separate from the main circle of machines. When I was inside the facility, I was given a rebreather that contained ammonia, methane and chlorine and some oxygen. In Hell's Gate, I was the one limited by the atmosphere.

The chamber my 'real' body inhabited was specially designed for long-term coma patients. My head and shoulders were visible, but other then that my whole body was enclosed within the white machine. Crouching down I noticed the machinery connecting the back of my neck to the headrest. Looking at the whole thing made me shiver, and my tail to swished back and fourth nervously. My eyes were charred shut and disfiguring burns replaced where my midnight hair had been. The crash had broken pretty much every bone and damaged every organ in my body. Lucky for me, the nerve damage cut me off from most feeling below the neck

Grace sat beside my stilled form and smiled as she stroked lightly over my burned forehead.

I put my larger hands on her arm to still her. I could feel her touch to my forehead, was I still connected to this… This thing?

How could anyone stand to be near my decaying body?

"You are our first test subject for continual psionic link to an Avatar."

I brought my eyebrows together in confusion. Then wrote onto the data file I carried everywhere. Typing in quickly, "What?"

"Remember when I told you that I started a school with the Omaticaya in my Avatar form."

I simply nodded.

"Well when I sleep I transfer back into my human body." She stood and placed a hand on my blue arms. "You won't."

I typed "Why?"

"You body doesn't need you consciousness to survive, the life support system takes care of that, but you're still connected to it. When your human body dies, so will your Avatar."

I wasn't very alarmed by the statement since I had already died once and it didn't seem to be all that horrible having a new stronger body.

Grace's face looked sheepishly up at me for a moment, "You're our first test subject for prolonged mind transference."