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I am not the owner of the persons of this story met with in the movie and I never will be, I am not making any money whatsoever from this little story and I will never expect to do it either. If anyone feel like building further stories on persons, localities and events here created then they can feel free to do it – provided only that they try to stay in the given pre-histories, given personalities etc., and keep from turning their stories into adult stories. R&R are welcome.
Making Sure that Nothing Like Shall Happen Again
Shawn O'Leary landed at Svarog moon the day after the surrender ceremony with a space ferry departure bringing up the crew at Gargoyle Fish garrison and, na'vi exopack safely on, walked with the evacuated soldiers into the main compound. He met with Alain de Brinneville, the head of the radio connections, and presented his demands: "I have brought a speech recorded on this disc. It is a speech by some of the prominent leaders of the Na'vi Confederacies and some evidence given under oath. Our demand per the surrender agreement is that we are allowed to send this to Earth through Your wormhole, both to the Board of the RDA company and to the general public. Having sent this to Earth I will congratulate You with your successful mining site at Svarog and request You to stay satisfied with that, and then I ask You to return me down to Pandora again, not whishing to disturb You any more – like we will not like to be disturbed by You…"
De Brinneville had no great sympathy for the na'vi but he had a burning ambition. He immediately sniffed something he could spin to capture the job of his boss, chief of communications Inez Marcos Radón was known for her cool manner, she was widely regarded as highly competent by all means but also as unmusical to the politics going on at the Board, she gave an aloof and distant impression and she was frequently absent. If he could discredit her… my oh my, a job at the Board! Problem only, he would take down all the board but so what. He sent the video to the Board and also to a TV journalist he knew at home in Nantes, France.
So people watching TV could some days later behold a speech held at evening news, first in France but very soon in other parts of the world belonging to Earth too. Together with talking images of burnt forests, of heaps of dead na'vi, of wilful mutilations were shown, narrated by Shawn. It wasn't said as nobody over there needed to know, but the video disc had been recorded about a year and a half ago, shortly after the outbreak of the war.
This was the speech after the show itself:
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, please forgive my unusual look! My name is Shawn O'Leary, once a human like all of You, with my wife Maeve I was once a citizen of naPoblachta naH'Eìrann, the Republic of Ireland.
I came to the moon of Pandora, my present home, in the solar system of Alpha Centauri for those of You who don't know, sixteen years ago. Together with my wife I was to study the geophysics of this moon, under the auspices of the late dr. Grace Augustine and in the pay of the Resource Development Administration, the RDA for shorts. To simplify our studies we, and a number of other researchers at other sciences and research staff otherwise, were equipped with bodies better suited for moving around in this environment than our human bodies, so called 'avatars'.
You may or You may not have heard about them before now, and You have just seen documentation of the horrid massacres and depredations RDA security personnel commited to extend their mining operations for the unobtanium mineral last time they came down to the lands of Pandora. Granted, it is very valuable to Earth and human future but no pecuniary profit in the world can ever justify those brutalities I and my avatar teammates once witnessed: Massacres by gas bombing, machine gunning whole bands, torture, gang rape, wholesale environmental degradation, vandalism to homes and sacred monuments… as you have seen on this video movie some minutes ago. And I can assure You that You have not seen the worst of the events that has taken place – simply because no camera was present!
So when one of the research support staff members, Jacob Anderson Sully by full name, a former marine with distinguished battle record, raised a na'vi martial resistance force to put an end to this barbary, the members of the avatar team including me, civilians though we all were, joined the resistance force with great enthusiasm. We saw it as a moral obligation to the environment we were guests in. It didn't matter to us whether these misdeeds where done out of malice, ignorance or simply indifference, we had to put a stop to them. And we succeeded with assisting the Na'vi armed forces materially – it is something we of the former avatar team are proud of to this day.
The RDA employees were soundly beaten in battle and evicted from the moon of Pandora that time, soon to be fourteen years ago now. We of the research team were offered to stay at Pandora to make our projects finish if we felt like and then go back to Earth, or it would be possible to transfer to na'vi bodies permanently if we learned to live in and respect the na'vi culture and Pandora nature. Most of them chose the latter when their projects came to ends, twelve years after the war with RDA and approaching three years ago now.
However, the last InterStellar Vessels to arrive from Earth came with sinister intentions. Those humans who came up from Pandora and boarded the ISV 'Canopus', intending to return to Earth, were murdered simply because its commander Cox didn't want to use the cryo-hibernating capsules for them – this and much else incriminating you will hear the proof of shortly. The Na'vi had to fight a more than two year long war to force the new and even larger RDA force off the moon, supported by na'vi people the RDA duped into supporting them. The Na'vi Confederation, of which I have been appointed emissary, managed to capture a RDA agent who revealed to us the even more than ever sinister plans of the company, of a wholesale genocide. I leave the word to miss Naraporn Sarasinithat who will now give her testimony."
The focus moved over to Sarasinithat, in her avatar body.
"My name is as given Naraporn Sarasinithat. I was born in the year of 2140, in the city of Chiang Mai, Thailand. (She recited a greeting in Thai and took a reverential bow, Thai style.) May my destiny be more despicable than any human alive can imagine if I now give false testimony, this oath and my greeting in formal Thai I declare to make all of You watching this understand and accept that I speak with truth and honesty, as a loyal subject of the kingdom of Thailand and with reverence to what Lord Buddha once said about respect for the dignity of every living thing. I didn't use to be but I am a devout Buddhist now and I believe in the fact of karma. I declare that am doing this to atone for the wrongs I and other employees of the RDA company have committed, as I have discovered the last years.
I know what I am now about to give testimony of because I was, and I still am but probably not for much longer, an employee of the RDA department of PR. To do my job properly I was given information pertaining to it, up at the ISV I came to witness events, I heard talk between responsible people and I have had talks with human prisoners of war taken by the Na'vi. I can in other words say that I do know what I am talking about.
I first give testimony that mr. Harold Nuñez, mr. Vytautas Iniskius and his wife miss Ewa Iniskiene, when they boarded the ISV 'Canopus' because they wanted to return to Earth, were told that to go into cryo-hibernation for their voyage back to Earth they were to be given an injection to make the hibernating process simpler for them, but the injection was lethal, the military commander brigadier Neville Cox ordered it to save weight for cryo-capsules, to bring unobtanium mineral back to Earth rather than human beings. He was killed during the war and has faced his karma. Those medical personnel who did as they were ordered by him are murderers too and should face a trial for their crime when they are back at Earth.
I next give testimony that the intentions of the RDA company were all the time, behind very many nice phrases, in the long term to dominate the planet and to destroy all life, sentient or not, that would stand in the way of them digging up and sending to Earth the mineral, and earning huge profits in the process. They went to war to have their desire and many lives, both human and na'vi, were wasted in this fight for freedom. I have heard that some 4000 human lives have been lost, the number of na'vi killed is uncertain but a good deal higher for sure.
Finally, and most damningly of all, I can testify that the Board of RDA has consigned an ISV due to arrive at the Alpha Centauri solar system in less than four years, part of the cargo is a load of virus cultures concocted in a corporate laboratory to kill off as many na'vi people as possible from the moon, preferably all. If this mission is allowed to come to its intended conclusion it will be an indelible stain to the karma of all those in the RDA company who contributed to it.
The Namana Land Confederation has for my services to the confederation offered me right to stay with some clan or other all the rest of my days but I regard it as my duty to make sure that such a disaster as I have witnessed these last years is never going to happen ever again, by returning to Earth to bear witness to what I have seen and heard. I will gladly return to Pandora later to settle permanently if I somehow get an opportunity. I regard myself as about to be fired by the company and I may be killed too for my testimony but my conscience doesn't allow me anything else, I am resigned to die if I have to.
I say to all Earthlings, stop the RDA company from committing such crimes and keep them from repeating those already committed, for the sake of the karma of all of Earth!"
O'Leary took the word again.
"You have now heard her testimony, You now know what kind of people are in charge of the company, have them replaced with someone of better ethical standard!
Good bye, God bless all of Earth!"
And according to the surrender agreement he was shipped back down to Pandora. Sarasinithat was put on the first arriving ISV and sent back to Earth.
Back at Earth the video of O'Leary and Sarasinithat made a big sensation, the French journalist became a celebrity reporter overnight. Suddenly every independent government had a case against RDA, quite a few of them was all of a sudden able to present grievances unconnected with the Pandora affair too. The medics who had done the bidding of Cox with murdering the Iniskius couple and Nuñez met their well-earned retribution too, Sarasinithat's personal testimony carried lots of weight. De Brinneville had meant to take over the job of his boss but very soon the company had gone bankrupt and didn't exist any more, luckily for him he very soon found himself a new and even better job than the one he used to have.
The members of the Board were less lucky. General Guerin was by now so decrepit that he was put at a geriatric ward rather than a prison cell, but retribution came to those of his staff who had committed reproachable actions in his name. CEO Gemmill fled to a mining base at the asteroid Vesta and hid there for some time until a disgruntled mining director at the asteroid Eros, named Selfridge, found out about him and gave him away, all his polished manners couldn't help him. He was along with all of them sentenced to prison terms: Head of research division Kunderaczywicz was highly astonished to realize that having fun with a virus culture in a laboratory amounted to attempted genocide, a jail cell awaited him anyhow. It didn't help technical director Sundelin too much that she had strived for postponing the heaviest involvement and to avoid the worst crimes, she had in the end feared for her job and acquiesced with the criminal decisions. The prosecutor had good assistance from Molly Perrington, the permanent secretary of the Board who had witnessed all decisions and now "sang like an opera singer" to get herself a shorter sentence, her photographic memory was highly useful to the prosecutor team. Spy chief Rondini tried to make use of his connections with the Underworld of Sicily to hide in the streets of Palermo but the Italian police dug him out and to get a lighter treatment he gave testimony against many of the big mobsters. He ended with a knife in his belly in his prison cell for that indiscretion.
The created viruses never saw the soil of Pandora. When ISV "Aldebaran" arrived at Svarog a message sent through the wormhole by the UN, more specifically by the WHO agency, was waiting for skipper Omugdechiwe. The content was a strict order demanding that the chief of biolab dump the virus culture vials down into the atmosphere of Polyphemus without delay. An invitation message was sent down to Pandora, inviting Jake Sully to come and witness that so was taking place, to calm Na'vi anxiety.
Jake went up to Svarog, along with Neytiri, Zingitar and an olo'kumpongu of warriors. They marched off the space ferry, the warriors were thinking that this was surely something they were going to tell their grandchildren about… They walked into the residential module, met with director Perry Henson and colonel Avellano Cardoso again, and his new chief of staff Bettina Cox. Jake thought to himself: "Where have I heard that surname before?"
Avellano Cardoso walked to the door in the waiting room the na'vi had been lodged in. He opened the door and said: "I now leave you to inspect the loading of the vials on to the space ferry, you will shortly be invited over to join us to witness them being dropped down into the atmosphere of Polyphemus, as agreed. Until I am back in a few minutes captain Cox will entertain you." He walked out and closed the door behind him.
Captain Cox changed her expression the moment Avellano Cardoso was out of the door, from neutral and professional her eyes instantly became venomous. She pulled a small bottle up from the room between the cups of her bra. "Well well well, Jake Sully. As you may have guessed from my surname, I am the widow of brigadier Neville Cox. So you see, your people have taken away from me both my family and my job, I am shortly to board an ISV bound for Earth and arriving there I will be paid off. Unemployment. LONELY unemployment, since my husband is dead. I want to make those who have put me in this morass pay for my loss of living – in both way of speaking, the love of my life and the economical security. So plainly speaking, I stole a virus culture vial from the load. May it smell wondrously, as your lungs are clogging with slime! I break this and in a week you are dead. I hope I manage to infect na'vi down at Pandora too…"
But captain Cox was enjoying her gloating for some seconds too long. Jake lunged at her with a tiger leap, grabbing the bottle out of her hands and landing on her upper torso while carrying the bottle safe in his embrace. "I am happy that I once long, long ago played as a soccer goalkeeper while at High School" he told himself afterwards. He weighed down with all his 150 kilograms on Cox until Neytiri came up, disarmed her and twisted her arm.
Shortly afterwads Avellano Cardoso came back. He got a view to remember: Jake Sully was standing, holding a small bottle with loving care, almost as if it was a small child. Neytiri was twisting the arms of captain Cox while major Anikitet held on to her feet. She was standing crying and shouting so many abusive words of such seriously crude kind that Avellano Cardoso had trouble believing that this was uttered by a woman. He was told the whole story, as the colonel Zingitar and his warriors also in the room could retell too. So when Cox was taken out of the room, sobbing, kicking and screaming, she was carried under Neytiri's arm like any misbehaving brat. She was taken to the marshall office and soon her wrists were adorned with handcuffs, to be indicted in court at Earth. Afterwards Jake and Neytiri boarded the space ferry and could witness how all the virus vials were plunged down into the swirling gasses of Polyphemus below. Afterwards they were shipped back down to Pandora, as agreed upon in the peace treaty.