A/N: Hey readers! Thank you Ashley Michelle Poteete and C2ruis for being the 100th and 101st reviewers. It's been a long road to get to over 100 reviews. I hope I can get to 100 reviewers earlier when I get Final Stand up. I feel that this chapter isn't my best. I feel that it's a bit disjointed. Tell me if you feel the same way. We have 3 more chapters until this story is finished. Enjoy!

Chapter Thirty-Eight: War Victory

Jake and Quaritch fought their fight throughout the night. They were tired but one of them had to win one way or another. Jake had to fight to keep his eyelids open as the images of his family and friends back up at Hell's Gate invaded his mind. He tried to shake them away but managed only to keep the images away for a short moment while he took a swipe at Quaritch. The scarred man had now abandoned his AMP suit altogether and was now using the knife that he had stored secretly in his AMP to fight the now 10 feet tall former human Marine. It wasn't quite an even fight but for all they knew this was the end of their fight and the end of a long campaign for the greater good for both sides.

"Give it up Sully. You can't win this," Quaritch sneered.

"I thought you might say that," Jake grunted. His ribs hurt from being hit so many times but knew that they could easily be fixed. He didn't want to seem weak. This would only cause Quaritch to taunt him more and that was something he didn't want. He picked up his fighting pace and pulled himself out of the way of Quaritch's blows. This is ridiculous! he thought to himself as he kicked Quaritch down with his overly large foot. I could be home with my family and friends right now but no, I had to be stuck here fighting this fuck wit! At this, his rage exploded as he fought with more aggression. No one would ever come between him and his family and friends ever again!

Neytiri sat tired-eyed on Jake's former Avatar bed still awaiting news that he and the others were safe. All she wanted was at least some message to tell her that Jake and their friends were safe and well and were coming home alive. The twins were still restless. All they wanted was the sound of their father's voice to reassure them but at the moment that wasn't an opinion at the current time. Neytiri listened to the sound of the now pouring rain as it hit the roof of the Safe House. This was usually a moment she and Jake shared together. They would lie in bed no matter what the hour was and simply listen to the sound of the rain falling. Neytiri closed her eyes and listened to the rain as it fell. She imagined Jake returning home with his friends covered in mud, cuts and bruises: not that it worried her. A little TLC wouldn't kill him. It would probably go to his head not that it worried Neytiri either. She lay back as the sound increased and eventually the sounds of the Safe House were drowned out by the sound of the rain. Jake was the only thing she was thinking of.

Things were going to be different when he returned home, she just knew it. They would no longer be rulers of the Omaticaya but regular Na'vi. Neytiri knew that she didn't want to be treated special just because she was a princess of the Omaticaya and the mate of Toruk Makto. No, she wanted to be treated like everyone else. She knew Jake felt the same way. He didn't want the task of Olo'eyktan to begin with. It was passed onto him by Tsu'tey just before he died. Jake had protested against it but Tsu'tey had insisted that there was no one else better for the task then him. With that, the warrior had died. In Neytiri's mind, the love affair that she had fought between Jake and Tsu'tey had been one sided. She had never loved Tsu'tey in the way she had fallen for Jake. She had merely thought of Tsu'tey as the over protective big brother that her parents had been unable to give her. She lay there not wanting to think of her late friend.

As the rain poured down, Jake and Quaritch slipped through the mud as they continued to fight. The fight was still uneven and it seemed that with these new additions that no one was going to win. Quaritch aimed for Jake's un-expecting knees. He swung his knife and cut into the Marine's legs causing him to cry out in pain. The tyrant grinned evilly before attempting to take another swipe at Jake. Jake ignored the pain as it ran through his body. He looked over to see Quaritch roaring towards him with his knife raised. He managed to pull himself away and he pulled his bow off his back in an awkward manner.

As the rain continued to pour down around them, Jake knew that his arrow would miss his target if he armed straight at Quaritch's chest but he knew from his training with Neytiri the year before that if he aimed at a slight angle, it might just hit another target: the head.

Quaritch ran like an axe murderer towards Jake just as he notched an arrow to his bow. Quaritch, being somewhat shorter then Jake tried to aim for his knees again but missed. He turned around and ran at the Marine again. Jake aimed at the angle that would earn him a victory. He stepped back before letting the shaft fly. Jake held his breath as the he watched the arrow whizz through the air and hit the target.

Quaritch staggered back as the shaft hit him square in the head. Jake quickly pulled another arrow out of his quiver and launched it with lightening speed. It hit Quaritch right where Neytiri's arrows had struck him in the previous battle: square in the chest. With two arrows in two different areas of the body the poison that had been laced on the tips of Jake's arrows could spread to more than one area of the body. To make sure that Quaritch remained dead, Jake pulled another arrow from his supply and let it fly with the same amount of speed as the second. Now it hit the most unexpected spot: the genitals. Jake cringed having not intended for his arrow to hit the man's genitals. He had intended for the arrow to hit his stomach but it didn't really matter seeing as the man was now well and truly dead.

The entire forest seemed to sense that something had occurred. The combatants stopped in their tracks with their weapons raised in sorts of directions. They listened to the silence and for a brief second, they realised that the sound of clanking had ceased. They didn't have be there to know that the tyrant known as Quaritch had been killed by Toruk Makto himself.

Back at Hometree, Mo'at could feel Quaritch's death through Eywa. Despite being a human, he had joined the deceased within the Na'vi goddess' terrain. The outgoing Tsahìk closed her eyes as if to send a telepathic link to her daughter to tell her that her mate and two human friends were safe.

Up at Hell's Gate, Neytiri could feel her mother's telepathic link pass through her like an electric spark. She knew that her mother was sending her a sign that Jake, Norm and Trudy were safe and thankfully alive.

"Bec," the young mother said causing her sister-in-law to look up from her work. "Jake's safe," Bec closed her eyes and sighed with relief. Looking down at her nephew and niece who were lying in their baskets next to her, Bec could see that they too were somewhat more relaxed at the sound of their mother's words.

Norm sat with Trudy at the Tree of Souls. Both were covered in mud and who knows what else. They were also covered in bruises and cuts. They watched as warriors carried the wounded or the dead on stretchers. It was good to see that even the Na'vi had something in common with the human population. They treated their wounded like many humans did in the 1800's and early 1900's. This method had died out with the coming of new medical technology while the Na'vi had used it for centuries without complete change.

A disturbance in the bushes near where they were sitting made them almost jump out of their skins. They turned their attention to the bushes and immediately relaxed when they saw Jake emerge carrying a strangely familiar human corpse. The human pair watched as their Na'vi friend carried the body to the SecOp side of the tree and laid the body of their enemy down next to one of his comrades.

To Norm, Jake looked exhausted. He had been fighting for three full days without a break. He looked in need of a good night's sleep. Jake made his way over to his two human friends and almost passed out due to his exhaustion. Trudy jumped up and hurried to Jake's other side to help him sit up properly.

"You look exhausted man," Norm commented as Jake struggled to keep his eyes open.

"You think?" Jake yawned.

Before Norm could reply however, Bec's voice broke through on Trudy's comlink device.

"Trudes?"

"Yeah Bec?"

"Oh-kay..." Trudy was slightly confused at this but eagerly listened to what her friend had to say.

"Come back up to Hell's Gate I think there's need for a reunion," The friends looked at each other before jumping up and heading back towards Hell's Gate.

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