+The Truth+

Tsu'tey's P.O.V

I was thrown into a world I had never seen before within my life. There were more machines here, bigger buildings. No green, no life, and sky-people everywhere. Hearing children's laughter I turned and found two twin sky-people teasing me, but not me. No it was Mia. I was seeing with her eyes.

"Hey, I'm gonna tell mom," Mia yelled taken off after the two pumping her fist into the air angrily. However the boys suddenly disappeared into the crowd leaving Mia all alone. She looked around frantically walking over to a place where people were waiting to cross a busy part full of unusual machines that were zooming past quickly. As a sign turned green people began to move and Mia was pushed around by random people as she fought to get away from them. However she ended up tripping and landing in a dirty puddle ruining her new pink dress, and scraping her knees. As the 4 year old began to cry people stopped and turned to look at her, and then parted as the two boys came rushing through to their terrified sister, along with an older woman, and man.

"How could you two leave your sister! We told you to stay with her," their father scolded as he picked up his girl from the puddle and into his arms.

"You ought to be ashamed of yourself," their mother replied backing up their father as she tended to her daughter. As the two twins looked at Mia their shocked faces turned to regret and shame; not to mention a little anger for being scolded. As her father sat her down one of the boys walked forward and said, "I'm sorry sis." Wrapping his arm around her, he hugged her. Wrapping her arms around his neck she forgave him while the other boy decided to stand to the side and stick his hands into the pockets of clothes with a scowl as his expression.

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The memory slowly faded to a tween Mia's point of view as she walked down the hallway with her two popular twin brothers flanking her. Whenever one of the boys in the crowd would tease her, one of the brothers would knock their books down or they would snap back an insult.

When a door came into view Mia opened it and walked in as she looked into a rectangle with her reflection. I couldn't see her clearly through the blurry memory, but I could tell as she looked at her reflection she cried as her feelings took over me. I felt her loneliness, her heartbreak, and her need to fit in, while not standing out. She wanted to be like her brothers, but better.

"One day I won't need them. One day I'll be beautiful and popular, and those boys won't tease me, but love me. One day I'll be different," she kept repeating to herself, as the memory slowly changed once more.

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Mia looked around the big room as she got ready to run. Looking up into the crowd where her parents were supposed to be, she instead found only her brothers. One of the brothers was talking to a girl, but the other was watching her and cheering her on with his friends.

Taking a deep breath she sprinted down the mat and then leaped as she grabbed onto the high bar and swung a couple of times as she did some weird styles. When she was finished she flung her self forward onto a small beam and landed gracefully with her arms up in the air. I could feel the difference in her here. She felt pride, happiness, accepted. She felt popular, and she felt like she fit in. However there was still a twinge of sadness. A sadness because she still felt like she was only accepted because of her brother's encouragement. I didn't get to feel or see the rest of the memory as a flash of light blinded me and I was sucked into another.

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"See I told you the Gators would win," cried an 18-year-old Mia as she pointed smugly at the old man sitting on a log covered with thick clothes and maybe something else. I could feel the word on the tip of my tongue because of Mia's mind. I believe it was called a couch. Anyway her father smiled and rose his hands in defeat, "Fine I'll give you the money on my next check." About that time two boys came running through the room with a weird ball in their hands.

"Where you two going," their father asked as their mother walked in from another room washing her hands on a washcloth.

"Football," one boy smiled as his mother spoke up, "Take your sister."

"Come on, Mom, does she really have to tag along with us everywhere" the boy whined as the other smiled and replied, "No problem, come on Mia." Mia jumped up off the couch as her long brown ponytail swung wildly around her face. As Mia followed them out of the opening of the room they emerged into a clearing with unusual trees and animals. An animal similar looking to a viperwolf ran up to Mia and tackled her to the ground while licking at her face. Instead of screaming in fright she laughed as she pushed, Titan, the animal off of her.

Then she walked over to her brothers and within no time they were tackling one another in the clearing as they all tried to grab at the weird shaped leather ball. By the time they were all done, they were covered in grass, mud, and sweat. Mia seemed the happiest as she continued to wrestle with the nice brother, while the other had some machine called a cell-phone placed near his ear as he talked into it.

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The memory had changed again to an older Mia who was singing with a group into some stick that amplified her voice, while people behind her played on unusual instruments. Two people turned and smiled at her as they mouthed, "Party tonight at Jared's." Mia nodded smiling, but I could feel her feelings. She was anxious, and she felt sick. Something was bothering her. She needed something, and she needed it bad, and whoever this Jared was could give it to her. Before I could find out again I was thrown into another vision of her past.

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Mia was drinking with her the two friends from earlier, that she called Jonathan and Alice as they snorted some kind of white powder off of some kind of plate. They were at some kind of gathering where people were half out of their minds as they danced around to their unusual tribal music. Then Jonathan and Alice told Mia they were leaving, and they were thanking her for bringing them. Letting them go Mia began to dance erotically with a crowd of guys, which sparked my jealousy as I watched. When I tried to leave, the memory disappeared and she was in a room with one of the guys as she made love to him. I felt a pain in my chest as I was forced to watch. Finally though, as I willed away the memory, I was within another.

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The memory switched again and I was looking down on two familiar bodies. It was her friends from the party. They had been in one of those unusual machines, still out of their right minds, and they had crashed. They hadn't made it. Mia cried for the longest time.

More memories began to flash in front of my face as time seemed to move faster than the speed of light. I watched as Mia's drinking, taking drugs, and having sexual acts with men worsened.

I watched as the nice brother begged her to stop and get help, but she refused to leave the world she was in. They fought, screamed, yelled, and shoved one another many times. However she would go right back to what she had been doing. Then her memories went straight to her wounded in one of the broken machines. As she stared out the window she could see another one of those machines with a sky-person hanging out the window with blood pouring from her lips, wounds, and a sharp piece of glass stick up out of her back.

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When the vision changed again, Mia was in a tiny gray room, with women walking around outside the bars. She was looking at a picture. It was weird, but I could make out a form within it. A baby! Mia sniffled as her roommate said, "You wouldn't have been a good mom anyway. Not until you got yourself together. At least the miscarriage will give you a clearer mind now and teach you that you can't keep doing the shit you've been doing. You got off easy pop-star." Mia nodded as the memory switched again.

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Time flew by with Mia staying in a home with many others with similar problems she had. However eventually the nice brother came and got her, and brought her home. Taking care of her like he always had. Then a few months later they got news that their parents had passed away. I watched as the vision before me changed and I was standing in front of two boxes with sky people bodies inside all pale white, and unmoving. They were pushed into the flames to burn as the family watched silently.

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As Mia progressed in her career her grandparents became sick and passed. Each funeral she was there, and at her last funeral he was there. The man she couldn't keep her eyes off. The man who comforted her, and made her feel safe. The man she fell in love with.

She left to live with him. He protected her, loved her, and treated her like no other man in her life had. It made her and the drawn off brother's relationship better as well. I watched as the scene tugged on the heart in my chest as she loved another man; the man that made her turn away all men after he died.

I listened as two men came to her door and told her he had passed, and that her brother was in the hospital crippled from the waist down. She went to her brother, and he told her the story of what had truly happened. She smacked him, and blamed him for everything. Walking away she never once spoke to him again, not even at the man's she had loved with all her heart funeral.

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Time passed and Mia grew in her business. She numbed herself, and gave up on people. She isolated herself from everyone, and only kept one emotion; anger. Her nice brother came back and took her out to a special place to talk. He told her of Pandora, and begged her to come with him. She eventually agreed. However on the way back to their destination they were ambushed by two men. When he tried to save Mia he was shot. Mia held him in her arms as blood poured over her, but something began to happen to the memory as it switched to something that wasn't really a memory, but an old dream. Instead of holding her brother she was holding a Na'vi man in her arms as she sobbed. With the blurred image I couldn't see who I held in my arms, or better yet Mia's arms, but the blurred features seemed familiar, however the memory faded, and more came.

I watched as she met up with her other brother again, and they agreed to come to Pandora together. I watched their journey all the way to the moment she saw herself in a tank. It was then that I realized I was seeing through Mia's eyes, but not the Mia I knew. It was Mia, the sky person. Mia, who looked like the short creamy white, pinked fleshed aliens who wore the odd masks on their faces, because they couldn't breathe our air.

However she became one of us, somehow, because I watched through her eyes as her and JakeSully, her brother! Wait a minute, he was just like her! He was one of the sky people!

However, even as I knew this devious secret of hers, even as I felt betrayed, I could feel the happiness she felt as a Na'vi. I could feel the joy that her brother could walk. I could feel the amazement she had for our world. Looking through her eyes with her mind I saw my home with a different view; her view, and with that view I could tell she honestly never wanted to leave. She was torn, and she knew she had to make a choice. Did she stay, or go back to her dying world that she had to call her home. Could she call this place home, or was it just she was too caught up in its wonders to realize she was just stricken, and not in love with this world to stay.

I watched through her eyes as her and her brother escaped a thanator, and how he saved her from drowning. I watched as his new big brother instincts kicked in when he realized she was the only family he had now, and he had to protect her. I watched through her eyes as she protected herself and her brother from viperwolves when they attacked them. I watched as she learned quickly from Neytiri as she came in and rescued them. I even watched with her eyes in amazement as seeds from the sacred trees covered her arms and body. Yet as the next memory came I found myself shocked.

There I stood as I confronted Neytiri when I had first found them. I felt her emotions run sky high as she watched me only, with a strong interest. I knew she understood every word I said now as I listened with her point of view. When her eyes caught mine I felt the same electricity that I had felt at the time when this had happened, now happen to her. I could feel the connection between us now. I could feel what she had been feeling all along, but had been fighting. I reminded her of him, in almost every way. It hurt her, and as I watched her memories of her living amongst the Na'vi, and her being around me. I could feel the frustration, the confusion, the anger, and the hurt that she had been feeling this whole time. She couldn't separate her real feelings for me, from the ones she still had for her old mate.

Then the memories stopped as I was thrown into old dreams. The dreams were so blurry, but I see could outlines and I was able to make out some of it. There was always a Na'vi man in her dreams. He had been in her dreams since she had come to live with us. Here in the dream he was everything she wanted, and everything she needed. He healed her hurt, but something killed him. Something always killed him, and it was her. She was hurting him, she felt like she was hurting him with her coldness, and anger with her decision she had made so long ago.

The dreams and memories stopped. I was surrounded by blackness with unusual boxes surrounding me, holding all of these memories, and all of these dreams, as they played in a hazy blur. Looking forward I found Mia standing as a Na'vi staring off into the distance. Walking over to her I reached my hand out to her and placed in on her shoulder. She flinched slightly, but she didn't move.

"What are you doing here," I asked looking around the room as Mia spoke, "Trying to choose." Her voice sounded blank, almost machine like. Looking forward into the direction she was staring out, I saw a form I could barely make out in the darkness, but from the shape I could tell it was a sky person; a female who was average size among their kind. She had long brown hair almost the color of Home-Tree's bark. She was skinny and her ribs were almost seeable, and as I stared at her she remained with her back turned to us.

"Who is she," I asked turning to look at Mia. Mia frowned as she finally turned to look at me with sadness in her eyes.

"Who I was," she whispered with sadness as tears welled up in her eyes, "Someone I don't want to be. I'm not her anymore. She was selfish, angry, sad, and she didn't know how to forgive what she had done. I don't want to be her anymore. I…I think I made my choice."

"Listen Mia, you need to wake up…"

"Not yet. I want to stay here for a little more in the darkness," she mumbled, however taking her by the arms I shook her crying out angrily, "No, you need to wake up. You can't stay here. You can't leave the people that love you. Your brother needs you." At the mention of her brother it seemed to knock some sense into her.

"Jake," she whispered

"Yes, he needs you. You can't leave him. Neytiri needs you. Ever since her sister passed, you've been the only one she trusts or loves like a sister. Professor Augustine needs you, and that weird guy name Norm needs you. You can't stay here. You NEED…TO… WAKE…UP!" Whatever I said the connection I had with her was suddenly broken and I was thrown back into the real world.

Opening my eyes I found I was back in the room with Mia, as she lay before me wounded, feverish, but… awake. Her eyes searched the room, before locking with mine. Confusion swept over her and as she tried to speak only croaks seemed to come from her lips. Making sure I was no longer linked to her, which thank Eywa I wasn't, I went to grab a bowel of water. Bringing it over to her I lifted her up and let her drink slowly from it.

When she had her fill I pulled it away and placed it beside me. Then she spoke, "W-what happened? Where am I?" Looking down at her I found myself glad she was awake, alive, and speaking. If we had lost her, I don't know how I would have taken it. My connection with her now was stronger than I had had with anyone, even Neytiri when we were told we were too be mated pair one day.

"You do not remember," I asked looking at her with surprise. Shaking her head, groaning from the pain, she mumbled, "No, not really. Last thing I remember is hitting my head against a rock in the river, and then…" Something must have occurred to her, because suddenly she lifted her hand to her face and frowned. Looking at me she replied, "I remember what happened, up until the darkness. All I remember is giving into my exhaustion and then I was in darkness, and some weird dream, but that was it." Nodding I decided not to push her further. Moving to stand up I murmured, "I should go get Jake," but she caught my hand and tried to pull me down in a weak attempt, however I followed her wishes and sat down once more. Looking at her I noticed that the glow she normally had, like every Na'vi, was slowly returning, and it shined a little brighter as her hand moved across mine, before she replaced it back on the blanket. Looking at me she asked, "Please don't leave. I…don't like being alone. I don't want to close my eyes again. I don't want to go back to that place." Looking closely at her, the memory of all I had just seen from her very own mind, and of the deceiver she and her brother were made me angry, but I pushed it away as I nodded, and replied, "At least allow me to go get someone to go retrieve him." She took a moment to think, before she gave a nod. With that I stood quickly as instead of anger clouded my vision, it was turned into pain, and sadness. She had been lying to everyone about who she and her brother were. She was a demon just like her brother, so why couldn't I hate her like him. Why couldn't I force myself to tell Mo'at and Eytukan the truth about them? Why didn't her betrayal make me even angrier? Somehow I knew the answer, but I couldn't bring myself to bring the words forward or even acknowledge them. I needed to keep them buried for her sake and for mine especially.

Warning one of the warriors nearby, they quickly rushed to go find Jake, or one of the others. Then I returned to Mia, as I tried not to look at her. It just made the pain in my chest worsen.

"I'm sorry," she croaked. Looking at her finally with shock she croaked again, "You were right about the storm. I should have listened. I'm sorry Tsu'tey, for everything. For the way I've treated you, and for the way I've been acting lately. I've just been… I don't even know if there's a word for it. It's like I've been gone for a long time, and I've finally returned. Txoa, Forgiveness, those words you told me, have been on my mind for a long time, and I think they've finally knocked some sense into me. I swear that from now on I won't be the same person you knew."

"Don't worry about it. You've been through a lot," I whispered truthfully now knowing in truth what she had been through, "I do not blame you for the way you acted. You are strong Mia, and you should not feel shame for that. Not many warriors can deal with what you have."

"You're not mad at me then, or angry?" Why did she have to ask that question? Why couldn't she have asked it later when I knew, and when I wasn't so confused? I honestly didn't know how to answer. I knew I should be angry with her, but I wasn't and I didn't understand why. However, my anger with her was for another reason, and the thing that had caused that was a truth I had found out from an invasion of privacy, of breaking a sacred rule set by the Omaticaya people. I had looked into her mind without her permission, and if I admitted I was angry, and why I was angry, then she would realize what I had done. She would be the angry one then, and she would have the right to be. I could not bring myself to let her hate me for my mistake, even if she had lied to me and betrayed me and the people who only knew her as a Na'vi.

"No," I half lied as she smiled. Suddenly someone burst into the room, and turning I found Jake, Neytiri, Norm, Grace, and a little after them Mo'at. Walking over to Mia they crowded her asking questions if she was feeling alright or not. They hugged her, tried to help her in anyway they could, and as I stood there I felt separated from them. I felt a sense that I no longer belonged there, so ever so carefully I slipped out of the room to go be alone for awhile and think.

Uh-oh what will happen now that he knows the truth? Well I guess you'll just have to find out as the story continues. I'll try to have up a new chapter as soon as I can, but like I said it's a little hard with work and all.

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