A/N: Sorry that this has taken so long. I knew the holidays would be crazy, but I had even less time than expected. I also only now noticed that fanfiction has been taking out what I was using to divide scenes! (I know, I'm observant) I just can't believe no one mentioned the abrupt awkwardness to my story! You're all too nice. Anyway so I've gone over my story and fixed all of those, as well as some of the grammar and spelling mistakes, and re-uploaded those along with this new chapter. No need to go back and re-read anything, only small changed, but it's done nonetheless.

Now large scene changes will be represented by -0.0- y that? Idk.

As always THANK YOU a million times for the reviews, every time I read one I just want to write more. Just a few reviewer responses:

Taida: I'm not against the idea you mentioned at all, I just hadn't considered it for this story before, though now I am. Can't promise anything yet, but we'll see how it goes.

Kitsumi-Hime: Loved you're review because it made me stop and wonder if I had covered those things. For the most part Harry is in his wizard form as Evan since he's playing human but will always have access to magic. Harry's shifting into different forms I feel like I can't ever explain quite right. Harry's just magic now, an extension of it with his own mental conscience. Since magic makes up the magical creatures of earth, those essences are still a part of magic and he can draw them forward. So while he's taking on forms that wouldn't be able to breath in Pandora he's still just magic and doesn't need to eat/drink/sleep. Think of it more like illusions that he takes on, some being stirred up when different instincts come up. As for the Hallows, with Harry vanishing and everyone who knew anything about them dead they did kinda fall into insignificance, but I probably should have touched on them, oops. ^^ Wizarding society is still ongoing, but Harry has avoided them besides keeping an eye on a few Weasley decedents, and they too are loosing their magic with the planet. For walking on the base when everyone thought him dead, he didn't have to worry about being seen by security, he just pretended to be one of the mercs and pulled the old jedi mind trick if anyone paid too close attention. Lastly, Jake doesn't ask any of the Na'vi about Harry because he doesn't think they're in communication. They exchange letters to know the other is alive still, but essentially it's only Tsu'tey that's seen that Harry's still hanging around. Ok, I think that was it. On to the story!

Warnings: Violence, language, vague sexual situations ^.^

Pairings: Harry/Tsu'tey Jake/Neytiri

Olo'eyktan – clan leader, currently Eytukan

Tsahìk – spiritual leader, currently Mo'at

Oel ngati kameie - I see you

txe'lan - heart

tsumakan – brother

tirea - spirit

Tsaheylu – the bond between queues

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Chapter VI

Evan! Evan help!

Harry's eyes snapped open and he apparated before his mind could catch up to anything. He stumbled on the uneven terrain, managing to catch his once again human body at the last moment. The sudden roar of noise and bright light overwhelmed him before his eyes cleared to show him the destruction he had arrived to. Another scream of his name drew his attention, away from the large machine roaring closer, to see Neytiri tugging in panic futilely on Jake's arm, too panicked to realize his foot was trapped beneath a felled tree. With a shove of energy the tree was blown backwards and he was beside Neytiri helping Jake to his feet. Barely acknowledging his friends arrival, Jake dashed forward and leapt onto the machine, dodging back and forth up to the high mounted camera and smashing it apart with a scream of rage. Jumping back to the ground as the machine ground to a halt Jake felt no pride or glee in his success, it was lost. The irreplaceable grove that had held such magic for him the night before was gone.

"Jake, come my Jake." Neytiri called, tears of rage and pain on her own face, but she knew it was no longer safe here.

"Jake!" Evan called. Insuring that his human guise was back in place but knowing the lack of a breathing pack and his undisguised eyes would raise questions. His friend turned to take him in, joy at seeing him and also confusion showing for a moment among the still burning rage.

"Evan?" He questioned. Surprised by the fact that Evan had actually showed when he called. It had been more instinct of Evan always having his back that had caused him to expect the man to help him in his panic.

"Come, we need to move, we can talk when we're safe." Evan turned and began to guide them through the jungle back to HomeTree. With every step he took he felt Eywa's anguish at the destruction. There were not many who could bare a connection to Eywa and the sacred groves were the only way she and all the past souls could communicate with all her children. To lose one and access to her children was devastating. Even as Evan traveled and tried to comfort Eywa as well as he could, he couldn't help but listen in to the two following behind him.

"Jake who is this man?" Neytiri asked, the uncertainly clear in her voice as she watched a human who was easily traversing the terrain as if he had lived there his entire life. A human who was breathing their air as none other had.

"That's Evan Granger, my txe'lan tsumakan, my heart-brother."

Evan could feel Neytiri's eyes burning into him in curiosity at those words, and to be honest he was curious of her as well. He would have to make sure that this female was worthy of his brother, despite knowing that they were already bonded and his opinion would change little.

"How does he breathe our air?"

"I... I don't know."

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The buzz of furious and pained emotions hit Evan before he even had HomeTree in sight. He was sure Mo'at had felt the destruction through Eywa and now all Na'vi were aware of what the humans had done. Evan slowed down letting Jake and Neytiri catch up and walk beside him as they broke through the foliage and into the clearing around HomeTree. There was shouting going on between the large group of Na'vi gathered, arguing on what to do about the humans, none noticing the small group arriving yet.

When they were within a few yards Evan caught site of someone he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Evan?"

He gave a nod of acknowledgement to the very shocked Grace Augustine, but unfortunately the interaction drew the attention of some others.

Harry heard a furious cry and turned to see a young warrior he had previously observed from afar in Tsu'tey's group, staring at him with loathing, a blade already grasped in a white knuckled grip. Without hesitation he came charging at the apparent human in the group, leaving Evan a bit surprised and uncertain how to handle the angry Na'vi. He slid one foot back, balancing himself and readying to shift the charging Na'vi's weight and throw him to the side. He felt Jake move at his side, getting in front of but there was no need. As the arm with the blade came swing down and Evan began to react, there was suddenly another Na'vi before him, taller than Jake and his attacker, and though he couldn't see his face Evan knew exactly who it was. Tsu'tey easily grabbed the arm holding the blade from the air and used his superior strength to bring the Na'vi to a full stop.

A dead silence slammed through the Na'vi, all were completely stunned to see Tsu'tey take any action to protect a human.

"What are you doing Tsu'tey? He is one of the sky-demons!" The man snarled, fruitlessly trying to tug his wrist out of Tsu'tey's hold.

"No. He is Eywa's tsmukan tirea."

The struggling Na'vi froze as did everyone else in the clearing, making the gasp from Neytiri behind him all the clearer. Evan thought he caught a few warriors looking at him with recognition, but remained stoic to all the eyes watching him. Delicately Mo'at took a step closer, and then another, moving with the unusual grace that all Na'vi carried.

Tsu'tey stepped aside, pulling Evan's attacker with him, keeping his crushing grip on the warrior.

"Evan?" Jake questioned softly, confused by the events happening around his friend but allowed Neytiri to pull him aside, clearing the way for Mo'at.

Evan remained silent, eyes focused calmly on Mo'at as she stepped nearer, taking only a moment to flick his eyes at Eytukan, who was watching his approaching wife with concern and curiosity.

When she stopped before him, both remained still, searching in the other's eyes for answers, until Mo'at reached up and brushed his cheek with the back of her long fingers.

The sudden shift surprised Harry but he quickly realized where they were as he felt the energies wrapping around him. Mo'at had pulled them both into Eywa, allowing them to know and truly see each other.

What would only seem a few moments to the avidly watching tribe was indescribable for Harry. Different than his other connections with Eywa, it felt like ages and just moments, but in the end it was a complete understanding of the powerful female in front of him, and she of him.

As the connection broke Harry opened his eyes and gazed at Mo'at in wonderment.

"Oel ngati kameie, Harry Potter."

"Oel ngati kameie." Harry murmured in response, still in shock.

His entire body was tingling with the energies they had shared, and he suddenly understood all of the Omaticaya on a deeper level.

"The spirit brother of Eywa is no threat to us; he will give us what aid he can." Mo'at announced, calming all in the clearing except the two avatars that were staring at him in confusion.

"Evan what's going on?" Jake said stepping closer once more and finally taking in the changes to his friend. It wasn't so much the lack of a breathing tank, telling his mind that his friend should be choking on the ground from the poisonous air, it was the eyes. Evan had the eeriest glowing green eyes, the color seeming to flow and change. They weren't right; there was nothing human in them at all.

Jake wanted to back up, run from this thing that wasn't his friend, but he couldn't quite get his muscles to act.

"I'm sorry I have hidden from you Jake. I will explain later if you wish, but we have other matters for now.

Jake shook his head, trying to focus back on the emergency at hand, and not the bizarre turn his friendship had taken.

"We will attack them immediately; we will not let this atrocity go unpunished!" Tsu'tey yelled, gaining war cries and cheers from his fellow Na'vi, ready for blood.

"No! That's not the answer. Listen to me!" Jake interrupted, trying to calm the bloodlust.

Harry waited back from the group. This was their decision. Like Eywa he would not interfere with the Omaticaya's right to make their own choices. But unlike Eywa he would actively fight for the few he had a bond with, Jake and Tsu'tey. Whatever decision was made, he would be there beside them.

"Listen to you!" Tsu'tey snarled, and Harry caught glint of the old jealousy and insecurity that Jake stired in Tsu'tey. "You think just because you are now matted to the future Tsahìk that we must obey you!"

Silence descended upon the clearing at those words, spoiled only by Grace's exclamation of 'oh, shit', while various degrees of shock and anger on all the Omaticaya. Mo'at once more stepped forward, away from her mate who was looking at their daughter in disappointment.

"You have mated with this male?" She questioned, her own shock clear in her voice.

"We are mated in the eyes of Eywa." Neytiri declared without shame, causing resignation to fall up on all Na'vi around HomeTree.

"Please brother," Jake began again, causing a flash of annoyance to cross Tsu'tey's face, but he held back his words and listened. "I…."

Whatever Jake was going to say next was cutoff at the shock of seeing Grace collapse to the ground, causing a stir of panic from the children that were around her. He turned back to Tsu'tey, they're eyes catching for a moment before Jake's rolled back into his head and the avatar began to fall limply to the ground.

Harry, Neytiri and Tsu'tey all reached the body in time to catch it, sharing their uneasy at the sudden collapse of their friends.

"Rai'uk, Kusati." Tsu'tey called to two of his warriors. "Take the dream walkers somewhere safe and come back swiftly." He ordered, handing over the limp avatar body, Neytiri following after the two warriors, before focusing on his future mates' blank face. "It is time we showed the sky people that we are not to be ignored!"

The Na'vi around them yelled out their war cries, moving swiftly to gather their weapons, but Tsu'tey remained still, searching for an answer in his chosen mate.

Harry stepped up next to Tsu'tey, head angled sharply back to keep their eyes locked.

"Oel ngati kameie, Tsu'tey." Harry told him softly, heard only by the two of them over the still cheering Na'vi. "Whatever your decision, I will be beside you."

Tsu'tey felt a surge of relief and desire shoot through him at his chosen's words. Unable to help himself he stepped forward, one large hand wrapping around the small waist, thumb sneaking up beneath the shirt to tease flesh and remind the other of the previous night.

Harry's entire body shuddered at the touch, wanting to melt into Tsu'tey, but knowing this wasn't the time or place.

With a last squeeze of the hand on his hip Tsu'tey moved off to join his warriors, calling his direhorse to him before taking off, leading his warriors.

-0.0-

Harry watched from high up in a tree as the small camp the humans had made burned. The group hadn't been a challenge for the Na'vi warriors. Their small guard watch had been disposed of before they were aware of the threat and moments later the entire band of Na'vi warriors were slaughtering the unsuspecting humans. It had taken more effort to set the machines a light than the battle had taken, throughout it Harry watched, feeling nothing good or bad for the lives that had been taken, they meant nothing to him. Tsu'tey was the sole focus of his attention; the only distraction being his senses spread enough to be forewarned of any humans approaching.

When all retribution possible had been taken Tsu'tey gave a war cry to his comrades, who echoed and cheered throughout the destroyed camp, before signaling them home. Something caused Tsu'tey to pause before following the group, his attention drawn inexplicably to a spot high in a tree only to see his chosen mate watching. Pleased and proud Tsu'tey raised his weapon high, saluting his chosen before hurrying after his warriors. He would see them all safely back to HomeTree, then he would go to see his mate. He had never believed he had a large connection with Eywa, but he knew without a doubt that everything was about to change.

-0.0-

When Tsu'tey entered the small grotto that he now thought of as theirs, it was to see his chosen mate waiting patiently, already in his Na'vi form. Their eyes instantly meet and Tsu'tey felt whatever was drawing them together that night surge higher. He didn't even think before he was beside his mate, pulling him closer and taking the other's lips. Arms, a leg and a tail all pulled him closer but it wasn't enough, they both knew what they needed. Without a word both males reached behind them and pulled their queues between them but did not connect them.

"I choose you to be my mate Harry, tsumakan tirea of Eywa." Tsu'tey said gently, holding his queue tightly, waiting to hear from his chosen mate despite his glowing pink neural tendrils already reaching out to the other.

"I have lost count of the number of years I waited, but it has all been worth it. I choose to be you're mate Tsu'tey, greatest warrior of the Na'vi."

Tsu'tey laughed at his mate's choice of title, after all the times Harry had proclaimed Tsu'tey was becoming arrogant in his skills as a warrior, before leaning down and taking his mates lips once more. Unwilling to break apart they guided their queues together, unable to withhold their gasp as the Tsaheylu formed between them at last. For long moments they remained still, adjusting to the bond and the merge of energies and memories between them. When the overpowering feeling faded enough for them to think, they attacked each other once more, desperate to get at more of the other.

Overwhelmed by the rush of emotions and feelings he had never experienced before, Harry held tight to his mate. Trusting all that he was to Tsu'tey, allowing himself to get lost and knowing that he was safe with his mate, knowing that he was no longer alone.

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Colonel Miles Quaritch stood over the vid screen displaying the recent attack on his men. His lip curled in disgust at the thought of those savages running around, attacking HIS men. Those freaks were out of control and it was time to teach them a lesson, one that they wouldn't come back from.

Quaritch watched Parker Selfridge head back to his office, his face still white from having to view images of the carnage. He felt his lip curl in disgust once more; that man was soft. They should have obliterated those savages long ago, long before so many of his men died needlessly. Quaritch smirked as he continued to watch Parker, fortunately the man was soft in many ways, and one was that he was easy to manipulate.

Quaritch stocked his prey silently; it didn't even know it was behind him until he slammed the office door making the man jump.

"Quaritch…?"

"What are you going to do Parker?" Quaritch barked, pleased to seem the man flinch back.

"You have your permission to attack their home in the morning what more do you want?" Parker tried to show his authority but Quaritch could still easily hear the quiver in his voice, the tremor in the man's hands.

"I want those savages to pay, I want them to regret ever entertaining the thought of attacking us!"

"The shareholders…"

"Fuck the shareholders! While they're at home reaping the benefits, we're the ones risking our lives!" Quaritch interrupted. He saw Parker quail, the uncertainty in his eyes; he had him, now to close the trap. "The military came with a few chemical weapons." Quaritch said softly.

"What?" Parker gasped, completely shocked by this suggestion.

"We can release it into the main source of water for the indigenous a ways upstream. Everything within a few clicks will be taken care of. We won't have to worry about predators or the Na'vi anymore."

"We can't just…"

"Well write it off as a virus effecting the indigenous, all our problems are taken care of and you get direct unheeded access to the unobtainium."

Parker was silent; Quaritch simply sat back and let him run through all his options.

"If we do this there's no need to attack the home tomorrow."

"Do you want it to be obvious that we planned a different attack? Besides you need the tree destroyed either way, don't you?" Quaritch scolded the younger man and watched him shrink again. Too easy.

"Perhaps it's for the best…" Parker began tentatively but that was all the permission Quaritch needed.

"You made the right decision son. I have the perfect squad in mind. Tomorrow morning when all the Na'vi are focused on the coming attack, my men will be in position. They'll be in and out before the battle is even over; no one will know they were there."

Quaritch stalked out of the office with a feral grin, leaving a dazed Parker Selfridge to wonder on what he had just allowed. Doesn't matter. 10 minutes and he'd have his men mobilized and moving out, it was time to put true fear and despair into those savages.

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A/n: This didn't get as long as I had hoped but I needed to finally get something out and this was the perfect stopping point. Obviously there is a divergence from the movie growing but I hope you enjoy the twist.

Also I tried to portray that while Tsu'tey is no longer jealous of Jake because he is with Neytiri, he still feels threatened by the fact that Jake is mated to Neytiri and typically the Tsahìk and Olo'eyktan are mated. So it's the threat to his future position of clan leader that is causing the conflict now.

Lastly! I'm not sure the age group I'm dealing with or how serious you guys want the scenes between Tsu'tey and Harry getting so please let me know!