The Prince and the Nobleman ate alone at a large metallic table. On the table were a number of bottles and meats from Yautja Prime. With no females around the two ate noisily tearing into the flesh and drinking more than they should. "What really damaged your ship?" the Nobleman asked boldly.
"My wife defected over to the Na'vi side, and has been giving them strategies to fight against us. The Na'vi changed their nerve toxin, and have set up traps for us. They have also coated themselves to avoid infrared scanners. They have also been using the cloaks from dead Yautja hunters. Yesterday they placed bomb detonators on the hull of the ship," the Prince explained.
The Nobleman chuckled. "You got yourself a rebellious wife there. She might even want to become one of the Na'vi. They have some mind transfer ritual they do."
"I have an insurance policy for that. I impregnated her before we left. The Na'vi won't perform the mind transfer while she is still with child," the Prince said.
"What if she kills the child?" the nobleman asked seriously.
"Then she will become isolated by both sides. I will personally kill her myself," the Prince said.
"You're drunk. Even if she killed the child you can always impregnate her again," the Nobleman said.
"The child is royal blood," the Prince said.
"My blood and your blood is the same color isn't it?" the Nobleman joked.
"You're right. I suppose I just have a desire to follow the traditions of my fathers," the Prince admitted.
"When you find her and you will find her be tender to her, and forgive her," the Nobleman advised.
"Three dozen of my men are dead because of her," the Prince said. "I have never had these kinds of casualties ever. Not even on Earth."
"It has been a lot worse in the Outer Rim colonies. The infection is growing and we have been losing a lot of our warriors to it. My wife has been very helpful in educating these primitives on how to detect them, but many have died fighting it," the Nobleman said depressed.
"I propose you use the Xenomorphs," the Prince suggested.
"It's too dangerous. The Xenomorphs will kill the infection, but then they will kill everything on the planet," the Nobleman rejected.
"The other alternative is that you collect every animal sample you can and nuke the planet," the Prince said.
"These things are very difficult to kill. You can freeze them or make them glow with radiation, and they will not die. We found one that had been frozen in a cave for tens of thousands of years," the Nobleman said.
"After I solve this problem I would like to join you," the Prince offered.
"You must be joking with me," the Nobleman said.
"I can't go back to Yautja Prime with this stain on my honor. If I manage to solve this infection I will be celebrated as a hero. You too will share in the glory," the Prince said.
"And your wife? Can she be trusted?" the Nobleman asked.
"I can trust her to do the opposite of what I tell her," the Prince said.
The Nobleman chuckled at that. "To our uncooperative wives," he toasted.
The Prince and the Nobleman raised their goblets and drank down. "So, how is she as a mate?" the Nobleman asked.
"She's terrible, but that is to be expected. On her home planet the females aren't expected to participate for very long," the Prince said.
"Mine was the same way. It took years to teach her what I needed," the Nobleman said.
"Do you think it is a good idea for my wife and your wife to meet? They could be dangerous together," the Prince asked.
"That's the idea," the Nobleman laughed.
Lex waited for the Toruk Makto's admirers to leave before she talked with him alone. "You wanted to speak to me?" he said, as she came towards him.
"I need your help. My…old body is pregnant. I can't become one of you until I am no longer pregnant," she said.
"When will the child be born?" he asked.
Lex didn't know the answer to that question. "If the child inside dies then I can join you," she said.
"That would be most unfortunate," he said sympathetically.
"I need a nerve toxin that will kill the child but not my body," she said.
The warrior looked at her uncertain. "I made you! I gave you the cloak, I told you how to dominate the toruk, and I gave you victory against a powerful foe. You owe me," Lex said angrily.
"I appreciate everything you have done for me. I know of a toxin that can cause temporary paralysis and painful muscle contractions. It will kill the child but keep your body alive," he said.
"Good, now I need you to appoint a new Shaman. She won't do the ritual if the child dies," she said.
"I cannot appoint a new one. It must be the daughter of the Shaman," he said.
Lex remembered the injured female that had saved her. "Then she must become the new Shaman."
"A new Shaman cannot be appointed until the first one has died," the warrior told her.
Lex stared at the warrior with unnatural fierceness. "Then I will make the kill. Then you can mate with the daughter, and she can become Shaman."
"I cannot allow this. This is madness," the warrior rebuffed.
"If not for me you would all be dead," Lex told him.
"You think this is the first time they have come here? The elders have taught stories of the invisible hunter. They say the forest took them as part of a sacrifice for us using the land. They have been here before, but they have only killed a small amount every few generations. Now that we have declared war on them more of us have died," he said.
"So, you saying we shouldn't have fought them?" Lex asked incredulously.
"No, it was a righteous fight. All the clans are now united, but it wasn't always so. The clans would fight one another in bloody wars. Now, we have become one. They will come back and some of us will be killed. We cannot win and you know it," he said.
Lex said nothing knowing it was true. "You have used us to fight your own mate. Our interests were the same, but you are not one of us. A Na'vi female would never want to kill her own child," he scolded.
It was at that moment that Lex wanted to throw him off the branch they were on and have him fall to his death, or strangle him with the vines surrounding them. "Why can't I be allowed to be happy," she said sadly and left him.
A wormhole opened up revealing a new type of ship. The intensity of the wormhole created a mini-black hole that started to take away gas from the planet until the wormhole dissolved. The Yautja battleship immediately picked up on the space distortion.
A hologram displayed the ship as it came closer to the moon. Immediately the computers sent data on what the ship was made of. "It appears that your hunting trip is now a war," the Nobleman said to the Prince.
"Send for more reinforcements and then dip into the moon's atmosphere," the Prince ordered.
The Nobleman gestured to follow the Prince's order.
The massive ship sped towards the moon and started launching smaller fighters. The Yautja ship retreated into the moon's atmosphere, but the fighters continued to follow. The fighters glowed red hot as they entered the moon's atmosphere, but they continued their descent. The Yautja ship immediately fired on the fighters blasting several of them. Some of the fighters also disintegrated in the atmosphere. A few of the fighters got shots on the Yautja battleship causing damage to the hull. The Yautja engineers immediately went to work to try to contain the hull breaches; an acidic fluid was working its way through the ship. The Yautja had dealt with strong acid before against the Xenomorphs, so they were ready to activate base fluids to counter the acid.
With few of them left the fighters went back into space. "Decks have been secured," the engineers reported to the bridge.
"Begin repairs to the hull," the Nobleman ordered.
"Alien crafts are descending onto the moon," the pilot reported.
The Prince and the Nobleman watched as several shuttle size ships landed on the moon. "We don't have enough men," the Nobleman said.
"No, we have no choice but to ally with the Na'vi," the Prince said disgusted.
The alien creatures came out of their ship. They were humanoid in appearance with grey skin. They wore black uniforms that resembled claws from their legs, their shoulders and arms, and their heads. Their armor was biological in nature capable of healing and adapting to its environment. On their belt were swords and pistols. The creatures breathed in the air and seemed to struggle with the air. After a few moments they adapted to the air.
The alien warriors then sat out into the forest stunning every animal they came across. The warriors would then drag the animal back to their ship. They would infect the animal so that it would start to resemble the same biological chemistry as themselves.
Some Na'vi scouts discovered these alien warriors and fired on them with arrows. The arrows struck one immediately paralyzing it. After a few moments the alien then got back to its feet and took the arrow out of its chest. The wound immediately healed. The stunned Na'vi retreated back into the forest to tell the larger group what they had seen.
The Na'vi scouts then came to the main tree to tell the clans what they had seen. As soon as they were done everyone turned to Lex to give an explanation. "They're not the ones that have been hunting you. They are something else," she said.
"What do we do?" they asked the Toruk Makto. He had no answer for them.
The air then buzzed as a Yautja decloaked in the middle of the group. The Na'vi immediately readied their arrows against the intruder. The Prince calmly stepped towards the leaders even as arrows were being pointed at him from all directions. He took off his wrist bands and then his plasma cannons onto the ground.
"Don't shoot him," Lex told everyone.
"Why do you come here?" the Toruk Makto demanded.
"So, you must be the savior," the Prince said in Na'vi with his synthetic voice.
Lex walked up to the Prince and for the first time she was the same height as he was. "An improvement over your human form at least," the Prince said.
"It was bold coming here. You could be killed upon my order," Lex said cooly.
"I will be waiting for your arrival in Hell," the Prince replied.
The Na'vi lowered their bows as the married couple argued with each other. "Why are you here?" she asked him.
"Another alien race has taken an interest in this moon. Their religion dictates that they take every alien life form and transform it to resemble their own planet's life forms. They will take every plant, animal, and every Na'vi and transform them into themselves, so that this moon resembles their own planet. Anyone who resists will die a horrible death," the Prince told her.
"Are you desperate now? Is it because I blew up your ship?" Lex asked.
"You damaged one of my ships. There is another one in the moon's atmosphere and it has its weapon systems aimed at this tree. If anything happens to me this whole tree will be blasted apart killing everyone here. I also know where the second Tree of Souls is," the Prince said.
Lex wasn't sure if the Prince was bluffing, but the explanation seemed plausible. The Prince turned to the rest of the group. "I have caused the deaths of your relatives and friends while destroying your Tree of Souls. I have committed great blasphemy towards Eywa," the Prince said to the group.
The Prince hesitated in his speech enjoying how it made the Na'vi irate "However, another people from the stars have come to your world. They will take away your identity and freedom. They will transform your bodies and make you slaves to their will. You will no longer be Na'vi but a slave to their empire. You will not only do as they say, but you will be changed. You will no longer care to preserve life or to be one with the land. All you will think to do is how you can assimilate all other life forms to imitate you. Everything you believe will be forgotten," he said.
The Shaman approached the Prince. "You will never respect our ways," she said to him.
"No," the Prince replied.
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend?" the Shaman asked.
"If you say so," the Prince said.
"What shall we call this new enemy?" the Shaman asked.
"They call themselves Vong."
Author's Note: What readers may have noticed is that this fanfiction about AVP has also covered other movies like Expendables, the Dark Knight, Avatar, and now Star Wars EU. I got some other science fiction film ideas for future chapters, but I am willing to take some requests. If it makes sense I could add it, but if not then I'll send a personal message on why not. This is not by any means an "interaction do your own adventure" fic as that goes against the rules, but an invitation to give feedback. Whenever I write the Prince's dialogue I have the Bane English accent in my head. I also need a name for Lex's "monster" baby.