Halleluyah Mountains. The place above everything else. The God's back yard. The first step to Heaven. And a nasty fall straight to Hell.
Two banshees screeched at the same moment, flying at the sides of a helicopter, making a simple convoy. The hunters on the backs of Ikrans were holding their bows ready, preparing for Toruk attack any moment now. They knew they are going to pass through the danger zone, where his nest was placed, so they had the right to feel anxious.
"All right, so that everything is clear" Jake started, sitting on the back of the chopper, to Norm and Charles, sitting on the front seats. Patterns was the pilot, carefully maneuvering between the floating mountains. " We're gonna leave you here, where we had moved the Site 26 few years ago. There is a cosy cave, where you can stay. You will keep all your equipement and the chopper with the provisions for a week, you shouldn't need more. When that psycho appears, you just call us with your communicator. We will make a camp on the nearby mountains. He won't know what hit him, when he catches few arrows in his back from above."
Patrick diddn't tell all the story of their meeting. He only limited himself to tell about the last part of conditions told by Dariusz to stop.
"Sure, Though don't you think that two hunters and you can be not enough for him?" Asked Charles, turning his head to look at Jake, who was preparing his bow at the moment.
"No worries, the surprise effect is on our side. You just have to act quickly and call us when you see him."
They were almost at the place. it was noon already, the jungle below was at full speed of it's life and sounds. Though the skies were unnaturaly calm, like right before the storm. But there were no clouds above them.
But the storm was really comming...
Few kilometers away from them, a shirtless Avatar was standing on one of the higher branches of the tallest tree down below the level of floating mountains. He was holding his PDA with camera turned for high zoom in his left hand and the pull of his combat knife, thrusted into the trunk for better balance, in right hand.
The screen was showing a helicopter and two banshees, flying between the mountains. Though the quality of image wasn't any good, it was enough to see where they are going.
"Nice plan, Jake" Dar said in Polish to himself, turning off his PDA. "Really nice move. Looks like now I'll have to borrow some transport to get up there." He started thinking while going down the tree, swiftly jumping from one branch to another. "They will left him there as I requested, or they will set a trap, depends on what Patrick and Lucy told to the others. But I'll think about it later. For now, I have no idea how to pilot a chopper, that's for sure. So how the hell am I supposed..."
He stopped immediately, becomming completely quiet in a second, as he heard an ear slicing screech above his head, when an Ikran zoomed right over after it's prey.
That gave him a weird idea, but it could work. He hadn't anything to lose after all, so any ideas were appreciated, even the dumbest ones.
"That's the most stupid plan I have ever implemented in my entire life" He told again to himself in his native language with disbelies for what is he going to do. He smiled lightly (and a bit thoughtlessly), while turning his PDA back on, searching the Pandorapedia saved on it's hard drive for informations about Ikrans and ways of hobbling one of them.
It was worth to try. It was always better to go the only way though it's wrong, than standing in the same spot or going back. Because sometimes the worng way changes into a shortcut.