This chapter is where its getting better, starting to get to the action! Just so you guys know, Its rated M just in case, this way I can make anything happen in the story without worrying about it being to much gore for the T rating. There is going to be lots of blood and gore in this and possibly some more intimate scenes in the future, I havent made up my mind with that really so any comment about that you guys make would be awesome, this way I know if you want the story to reach that level or not. Sparrow isnt going to be a mary sue, she wont know everything about everything, and she wont overshine Jake Sully and win the war singlehandedly so dont worry about that. What I do with her is secret for now, I cant promiss she wont return to earth at the end or that she will end up with Tsu'tey. Just be patient, I plan on making this story as nice as possible. Please, Review, for those that have already (If there is any, since I am writing this chapter right after posting my first chap) Thank you, I love hearing from readers, Constructive critisism is welcome, but if you review just to be a jerk it will be ignored, only dumb asses go around flaming people constantly, lol.

Artymoon

Chapter 2, Welcome to Pandora. Meet your Avatar.

We must walk consciously only part way toward our goal,

and then leap in the dark to our success.

-Thoreau

Sparrow woke early that morning, the allarm hadnt even gone off yet, she hadnt gotten a wink of sleep that night, everytime she fell asleep she would pop awake and lay staring at the ceiling for hours thinking of the trip ahead. She couldnt believe she would be going, she had known she was accepted into the Avatar Program but it was surreall, it didnt seem like it would ever come time for her to set out to Pandora, and even now she cant really grasp it. Still feels like a horribly exciting, yet completely terrifying dream. It was a leap in the dark-she had only a slight clue of what would reach her there. All the books and files she read about the creatures and beings of Pandora were equally as surreal until she sees them with her own eyes. Plants and Animals, things in this earth where humans killed the earth and rebuilt it of steel and concreit, hover vehicles and monstrous buildings. Sparrow got out of bed and dressed in a daze, throwing on the usual tomboyish clothing, a Black Tanktop and baggy cargo pants, before shoving her feet into knee high Converse. Her hair was done swiftly after a fast brush it was pulled back a little more neatly than usually to be thrown into a bun, tied with a black scrunchy. She brushed her teeth in record time and didnt bother to pack her toothbrush, she had a new one placed neatly into one of her trunks.

Bowie jumped onto her bed and meowed loudly. "Yeah, I know. Im gonna miss you to" She told her cat, knowing full well he probably has no idea whats going on. Just that she hasnt fed him yet and he is annoyed. She laughed and picked up the fat cat, walking out the room and down the halls of her home for the first 18 years of her life. She had moved out, but when she was accepted into the Avatar program she moved back into her fathers house, since her appartment wouldnt be needed, not that she could afford to pay rent there when she wasnt even living there. She didnt like this house, no pictures or plants. just the bare nesesities. To military for her likeing. She realized that soon, that would be all she would live in, but it would be worth it to see plantlife. She could hear glasses clinking in the kitchen telling her, her father was up. It seemed just as excited to be a whole universe away from her as she was. She hoped the glass clinking wasnt a sign he was already breaking out the vodka. It would be embarrasing to get a ride to the military base with a man that smells like cheap alcohal. She was smart enough to know it would reflect badly on her and while she doesnt care to much on appearences, she still doesnt want to be known as the girl with a drunk father.

"Your up, good." Her fathers gruff voice spoke as she padded into the kitchen, setting Bowie down as she got out the catfood, opening the can and spooning it into a dish, because Bowie wont eat hard food, being the fat, spoiled brat he is. "Yeah, Didnt sleep much last night." She replied, her tone just as cold as his. They never were able to make small talk comfortably. She watched Bowie dig in for a second before turning to observe her father, for possibly the last time. The man was tall, standing at Six four, with a receading hairline and a noticeable beer belly. He was looking worse then ever before, he used to be a national champ, a martial artist to be feared with muscles from strict discipline and a hard schedual he never wavered from, now he is only a shadow of what he was before and Sparrow felt a tinge of sympathy for him. It dissappeared when he swigged rum. "Hmm..." His rhaspy grunt of a reply, didnt even bother to stop chugging away. She fought the urge to snapp, this was the last time shed deal with it anyway. And he wasnt going to change, stubborn bastard. She opened the fridge, pulling out a bottle of water and twisting off the cap, walking from the room without a further word to return to her bedroom. She had a few last minute things to do. She took a swig of her water, the taste of clorine easy to detect, as it had been since the waters were so contaminated they couldnt drink it without either boiling it or infecting the water with the harsh chemicle.

She put on her music, and began her stretches, she did this everymorning to keep herself limber. And after this six years of cryo was going to be a really big bitch on her routine. She scowled at the thought of all the work she would have to do to regain her usuall schedule. her warm up was done by the time the allarm rang, signaling it was time for her to get ready. In a half hour she would be out of here. Luckilly, she had already gotten ready and done her stretches. She hadnt planned on doing them, getting up earlier than she had to was a good idea. She went to the desk, smiling as she saw the picture. Her mother was beautiful, long black hair and copper skin, like hers, darker even. Brown eyes that were warm and wise above smiling lips. The child in the picture was Sparrow, who looked happy, wide eyes smiling at the camera, her mouth stuffed with a lollypop. She took the picture out of the frame and placed it in her pants pocket, no way she was leaving it behind. She almost didnt want to wait to go, getting there early wouldnt be that bad an idea, may even take the fact her dad smells like a bum out of their minds. With military personel showing up bright and early was a plus, she was so glad she wasnt a mercinary! She left her room, turning off the light and giving it one last look, her cellphone was silent in her pocket, no one was going to call her today, any call she got in the next six years would be met with her answering machine, that and she doubts once she is on Pandora she would get a signal-she brought it anyway, maybe a small part hoping Sam would call again.

Ariving in the front room she wasnt suprised to see her father standing next to the tv, turning it off. "Your ready, we can leave right away in less theres something you havent packed." He said, his tone slightly slurred from drink. She wondered if he would even be up for the drive. He had drunk more than usual this morning and she idly wondered if he was sad to see her go? She fought the urge to snort, yeah right! As if he would miss me, Didnt even flinch when I moved out! she thought bitterly. "Im ready, If you can just let me off at the gates I can make my way from there." She told him, giving up the thought of letting him go anywhere near the loading docks. She didnt want to be embarrased so early in her carreer. Her father seemed perterbed for a second but it didnt last. "If thats what you want." was his short, to the point reply as he grabbed his coat from a chair and the car keys. They walked to the car lot silently, neither wanting to glance at the other or start a conversation as they climbed into his used car and drove in silence. The trip was uncomfortable, she wanted to unpack her bags to find her headset so she could break the silence with music, but she didnt want to have her father grumble about stopping the car, or the hastle of putting it back in when they arived. She sat stiffly in her seat, her arms crossed as she looked out the window, her face still, but the tension in the air was thick enough to cutt with a knife. "You know, Pandoro...whatever its called, aint gonna be no different from earth, they gonna rip it up and make it something else and your gonna regret ever going." her father said, breaking the silence.

Sparrow didnt appreciate it though, glaring silently out the window now, but she couldnt help but ponder the truth to his words, humans were greedy, they take what they want from the earth not caring about the consenquences. She just hoped he was wrong, hoped that this would be different. She had faith in the scientists, they wouldnt allow it? Would they? The government couldnt do something like that. But they could and she knows it. "Its not going to happen, were their for research, its a new discovery after all." She snapped, but it didnt mean his words hadnt been like a punch in the gutt. "And its Pandora dad" She added with a huff, signaling the end of the short lived conversation. The rest of the drive was uneventful, despite her fathers drinking there were no accidents or anything-she was still angry though and when they pulled up at the military base and a man in military fatigues asked to see her pass she showed it to him swiftly, wanting to make it swift so they would let her in and her father could leave. He looked it over, eyeing the picture and then her face, giving a short nod. "Welcome to Base, Dr. Dawes." he said, she was glad her first name was abreviated. , so that no one would give her those amused glances when they found out her name was Sparrow. She opened the door, and got out. Shutting the door without saying goodbye to her father. The military man gave her a look but she ignored it and moved to get her bag from the trunk. Her other chests had been sent to base to be put on a shuttle, so her things were there before her (Easy task since theres six years of sleep to reach it!) And she shouldered the heavy bag, walking through the gates without looking back-another leap in the dark.

The place was bustling with activity. Mercinaries, workers, higher ups in jeeps on the way to the building she was walking too. She got a lot of glances, but she took no heed save for when a jeep stopped near her. "Need a lift?" The voice spoke, she glanced up at the man who was speaking, Tall and dark skinned, wearing sunglasses and the usual military fatigues, driving the jeep casually with one hand. She grinned and nodded. "That would be great!" she said, and she meant it, the sun was horrid today and she was in no mood to walk through the croud of stinky mercinaries so early in the day. "Names Williams, Edward Williams." he said as he put the vehicle in park and moved to take her bag, placing it in the back seat and walking to the passanger seat with her, opening the door in a move so gentlemanly she was suprised. "Sparrow Dawes." She introduced, he didnt look like he thought her name was stupid, only gave a grin. "Sparrow, nice. Better than Ed." he said with a laugh and she couldnt help but join him, he had an easy aura about him. The type of guy that can laugh anything off. She got into the van and thanked him as he went around and got in himself. "Your a scientist right?" he asked with genuine curiousity. Sparrow nodded. "Im on my way to Pandora, Avatar program." she answered, getting right to the point. he gave an impressed whistle. "Man, five and a half years cryo just to have your brain smacked into an avatar. My bud works for the cryo station, he heard all about Avatars, sounds surreall, frikken straigt out of a book." he commented in that same friendly manner that made her feel like she could talk to him about anything and he wouldnt care. "Might want to wear your tags, folks around here are super high strung, they stop you and your not wearing it you may get in trouble." he advised before she could talk.

Sparrow glanced down, sure enough she wasnt wearing it. She reached into her pocket with a relieved smile and placed it on. "Thanks for mentioning it, I wouldnt have noticed at all!" She thanked him again. "And Im not looking forward to the trip, five and a half years..feels like im going to wake up thirty, and grouchy." She said with a laugh. "Good thing the cryo process makes it so you dont age." She added, he nodded in agreament. "No way in hell Id do that if I woke up a prune." he joked. "Hey! Thirty isnt that old!" She complained with a smirk. He reminds her of Sam. "Yeah, you wont be saying that when your thirty." He said as they pulled up to a building. where a large space craft towered over it, the doors connected to a covered ramp much like an airport, only this ship was so large and grand it was clear it was very, very expensive! "here we are Sparrow." He said as she got out, taking her bag from the back and stopping by his window. "Your a life savor, Thanks." She said, he grinned, gave her an 'ok' signal and drove off in the direction he had been supposed to go. She approached the door, the guards again stopping her to look at her tag. She was admitted in and she walked up to the front desk, the secretary was a harsh older lady who looked like she wasnt one to mess with. She was typing away on the computer and checking passes, every so often stopping someone and making them show her documents in their hands. She stopped to take out her documents, all the paperwork that was necassary for her to leave. She zipped her bag back up and shouldered the heavy thing, walking to the counter and trying to smile at the woman, who didnt look to happy. "Hey." She said nervously, the womans attention snapped to her and she scoffed. "Hey huh? That all you got! Very well, let me see your papers, what program are you with, military or science." The woman snapped.

Sparrow didnt appreciate her tone but she wasnt about to complain, she knew well enough that these people mean bussiness, and she would have to adapt to it. "Im Dr., for the Avatar program." She said as she handed over her release papers and the documents stating she was indeed, a part of the Avatar program. She knew her Avatar was probably just begining to be made, the six years it takes to make the Na'vi look alike would be a breeze, she sleeps for five and a half of those years. She was glad it would be a half year before it was ready for her, she wanted that time to get used to everything and study more for what she would be doing. She had to get situated in her new home on base too and she really didnt have a big idea on what to expect. The secretary picked up the phone and called for a man named 'Rick Stanford' To escort her to the Cryo facilities to fill out more paperwork and get her ready for departure. "You have to stay out of their way, and do what they say, if you dont listen to every direction the cryo might go wrong and that can mean death do you hear me? you are to sign a waver making you clear that if you die or are injured in anyway it is at your own discresion. Dr. Rick standord will be your escort, and the one to put you under Cryo so I suggest you be polite to him. Is that clear?" the secretary said, giving her a speach she was sure she had told many times before and at the mention of possible death Sparrow couldnt help but feel icy chills race up her back.

"I understand." Sparrow said, not doing what she really wants to do at this point, run screaming away and hide under a table. She was told to take a seat in the waiting room and wait for Stanford to arrive. And after being pointed to the room she smiled and turned to walk to her designated area. She was stopped by the secretary again who pointed to a security area with an impatient look on her face. "You have to go through security first" She said as if Sparrow was stupid. She scowled but nodded and went there. She did as instructed, placing her bag on the conveyer belt to be riffled through and she stepped through the mettle detector, the workers all wore strict looking black coats with name tags clipped to the sleeves, sunglasses that made them look like they popped straight out of the matrix movie. She cringed as they took the extra precaution to pat her down and use a hand held. They were awfully paranoid in her oppinion but she wasnt one to argue with protocal. She had always been the one that did as she was told with little complaint. they finished rather swiftly, they were efficiant at least. "Fill this slip out and your bag will be taken to the shuttle, Mam." one of the workers ordered in a short, curt tone. She took the tag and filled out her information, and her I.D. number. They placed it on her bag and she was finally allowed to go to the waiting room. She had been told this place is strict, but she had no idea! Even the waiting room was filled with people that were extremely silent. They didnt glance at her, and most looked nervous to the point of being green. She took a seat as far away from them as possible, their solemn faces not making her feel very comfortable at all.

She glanced at the clock and was suprised to see it had already been two hours since she arived at the base. They were so busy she was wondering if she would have to wait here all night before take off. She wasnt the only one on the shuttle, mercinaries and other scientists and mechanics were going. And she wondered if she would go alone with Stanford or if she was with this group. It seemed like it, but then again she hadnt a clue of how things work here, she was a newbe. She felt another sinking feeling at the revelation. No doubt people were going to be a pain in the ass when she arived. Newbes were always the butt end of the jokes. She tapped her leg with her fingers, an absentminded act of sheer boredome and impatience. When she recieved some glares she scowled and gave them a look that clearly stated 'are you kidding me' But she stopped anyway, no sence in pissing people off day one. But seriously, its not like they have to stay silent, its not like they are going to die or anything. Sparrow cringed as she thought of what the secretary said about how they had to sign a waver stating that if they die its not their problem and she retracted that thought. But still, you dont have to be so snarky about a little tapping. She suddenly wished she could call Sam but they had confisgated her cell phone, saying they didnt want it messing with any frequency or whatever. She hadnt caught everything they had said since her nerves were shot at the ordeal. The hustle and bustle around her had been intimidating, the wait was worse. She heard out the doors the many voices, people talking fast and shouting. Beepings and buzzings and phones ringing and even the occasional swearing that was followed by angry voices she assumed were of sargeants telling the missionaries to 'suck it up!' And other such rucous.

It was a whole nother hour before she spotted someone approaching out the open door. He entered the room, and looked down at a clip board, scanning the room. "Dr.?" He asked, looking around the room. She stood up and ignored the eyes on her, shaking the mans hand and grinning lightly. "Thats me, Dr. Stanford" She said as he checked it off and turned to the others. "All of you, Your guide will arive shortly to get you to Cryo, Sorry for the inconvenience." Was all he said as he led her from the room. "I trust your ready for this? There is no turning back once you sign the last papers, and the liability form?" He asked sternly, he wasnt a jerk or anything but he was clearly strict, no nonsence like everyother person besides Edward that she had met so far. She wondered if Edward would ever go to Pandora? This whole not knowing anyone thing was getting old. "Yeah, Im as ready as I will ever be." She said. it seemed this was a good enough reply because he nodded and led her to a door, typed into a key pad infront of the door. The sound of the doors opening was like a whoosh of air, followed by a beep, the light at the top of the door switched to green as they moved inside. The long hallway infront of her was filled with Scientists going to, and fro. The door at the end had an I.D scanner, At least she wouldnt have to worry about someone sneaking in and painting a beard on her face while she was sleeping.

walked so fast she had to walk really fast to keep up with him, which was suprising do to her height. He scanned his Id and again the light over the door beeped and went to green, the door clicked open and they stepped into the second part of the building which was a series of offices it seemed, it was much quieter here, a few -fake- potted plants were placed around the place, paintings dotted the walls, the secretary didnt even glance up as he went to one of the offices and lead her in. He closed the door and moved to his desk, taking a seat behind it and sifting through a file. She stood before the desk, feeling it would be rude to just sit down. He didnt notice her for a while but glanced up through his specticles with raised eyebrows. "Well, take a seat." He ordered almost impatiently. "Were running behind the schedule a bit, so your leaving later than planned. That gives you a little more time to finish paper work-but there is enough of it to make a grown man cry so dont get excited yet. Some of this was meant to be sent to you, so really its a blessing in disguise or else you would have had to wait up to a year for the next docking." He told her as he pulled out a stack of paperwork that did, intimidate her. God, what was she doing? Signing her life away? She could see the irony in that statement. She was relieved she didnt have to wait another year, that thought made her feel a strange sence of dread, a sinking feeling in her gut. She didnt know why but something tells her she is meant to be in Pandora, like missing this shuttle would have been catastrophic for her.

"Lets get started, if were going to get you to the Cryo chambers in time to be loaded on board before the shuttle leaves." He ordered as he pushed the stack and a pen towards her. Sparrow signed each paper like a droid. She didnt even stop to read everyone even after how many people had told her that wasnt wise. She signed so many papers and initialed that her hands were aching by the time she was half way through and the clocks hands went from two o'clock to two thirty in no time at all. She continued on. "God, I think im going to get Carpel tunnel..." She joked with a laugh. Stanford didnt say anything, but glanced up from his laptop and smirked before going back to what he was doing. She continued signing and when she reached the end-signing yet another confidensiality waver she was never so glad in her life, a good long rest was in order. She inwardly laughed at that as she realized what she had thought, Yeah, five and a half years of rest! She sighed in relief and stacked them all nice and neat. "Done." She announced as Stanford took them and placed them in his breifcase standing up and looking at his watch. "Okay, were making good time. Lets go get you ready in the hospice ward." he said and once again she was following him through the doors and down countless hallways. She was beginning to feel the lack of sleep and breakfast. She really should have eaten. but, it said not to eat twelve hours before the cryo process so she had to not eat.

After more I.D scanning and walking they reached the hospital ward, and she was shown to a room to change into a hospital gown. Thankfully, they allowed her to wear her brah and underwear or that would be embarrasing. She changed swiftly and met Stanford and the doctor in the check up room. "Okay, Miss Dawes, we are going to check your vitals, read your medicle history and give you a few shots to ready you for Cryo" the man explained as she sat on the hospital bed and readied herself for the shots. She hated needles badly. "Okay, Dr." She agread as he went about checking her temperature and her heart. he made sure her blood pressure was normal before bringing out various syringes. This was when Sparrow purposely looked away from the doctor and observed the room she was in. It was a standord hospital room, save for the dark walls and lack of windows. The hospital bed was normal but for the leather covered with a long paper runner. It was only there for readying people for Cryo so it didnt have much. There was a monitor in the corner with her information up, it was screwed to the wall, and someone was able to move it back and forth. everything was shiny and metalic. There was a wheel chair in the corner that told her they usually sedate the patients for Cryo so they dont fight the process and indanger themselves. She had been in school long enough to know the proceedure.

She felt the first prick and fought the urge to twitch away. She kept looking around the room, at the file cabinet and at Stanford, who was reading something in his clipboard and writing things occasionaly. She felt the next prick, that wasnt as bad as the first, and she winced a bit "Relax, these are just to make sure you live through Cryo. This will slow your heart so that the cryo doesnt put it in shock." he explained, she wanted to tell him thats not what is bothering her, its the needle but she stayed silent and finaly the last shot came, a sedative. Stanford finally broke his silence as the needle peirced into her skin. "Dont worry about the rest of the process, your going to feel woozy, not able to focuss, when you wake up you will be in Padora. Congradulations." he spoke as a rather relaxing feeling seeped through her vains and the doctor announced he was finnished as soon as he places in a few I.V.s so they can wake her up in six years. She felt the bigger needles but was to relaxed to wince or twist away. And when everything was done they helped her onto the Wheel chair and Stanford rolled her from the room. Her mind was hazey but she could still here people greating him, sometimes making a comment like 'Another to go to Pandora?' and other such comments. When they reached a room with several guards and he keyed in his password, scanned his badge and placed his hand on a flat monitor like device and wheeled her into the room. "Okay, . You are going into the Cryo bed. Dont panick, just let yourself go to sleep. The sedatives should be really kicking in now. Good rest, and good luck." he said, his words loud so she could hear and soothing. She was glad he hadnt just left without trying to ease some of her worries. She felt herself lifted and placed onto the cryo table. it was a daze from then, she felt and heard a few odd things but her eyes were closing and her brain shutting down as she felt strangely numb. And then she was dead to the world. Her eyes closed peacefully for five and a half years.

Time skip!

Sparrow didnt understand what was going on as a light was shone in her eyes, she opened them, a strange thing floting over her head and wizzing away as a woman in a white shirt and pants shone a flashlight in her eyes and asked her a question she couldnt make out yet. "wha?....." She asked groggilly as the woman smiled and snapped a few times into her face. Sparrow shook her head and things went into sharper view for her, she became aware that she was laying in a room with many other cryo beds opening to reveal people. And then it hit her. "Pandora?" She questioned, who she now realized was a nurse. "Yeah, . Your here, your going to be dizzy for a while and nautious, can you stand?" She questioned. Sparrow lifted herself into a sitting possision, stopped for a second and rubbed the bridge of her eyes. "Yeah, I think so." She finally answered, swinging her legs to the side and placing them on the floor. They felt like putty and after a few tries she stood up and tried to ignore the room spinning. After a moment she was able to follow the nurse out the room, and after getting a check up to make sure she was okay, she was allowed to get dressed (Strangely it was the outfit she had taken off in the last hospital ward) She felt better with clothes on and soon she was led outside. She had an insedent where she nearly passed out but other than that it was fine. She was a bit overwhelmed by all the mercinaries and mechanics roaming the area. She nearly got ran over once, by a man that hollered at her to watch where she was going. And she saw a man holding a strange arrow in his hands and talking to another man, who didnt look to happy. A Na'vi arrow? It was far bigger than your average Arrow.

"The locals arent to pleasent, I would be careful if I were you" The nurse said as a man approached her with a grin she didnt like. He looked untrustworthy, annoying and she disliked him from the start but hey, she wasnt going to let him know that and so she shook the offered hand. ", Welcome to Pandora. I hope you arent to overwhelmed by all this. You arived just in time." He babbled on as she followed him, he had forgotten to introduce himself but the man walking with him didnt. "Im Patel, just call me Max. hes Parker Selfridge, He is one of the big bosses around here, be nice or he may dock your wages." Max joked as she grinned. "You can call me Sparrow." she said earning a slight raise of an eyebrow. "Sparrow? so thats what the S stands for, Its nice. Unique." He said as the trio walked into the building and were halted by a man in military fatigues (Another!) with three scratch like scars across his head. "Welcome to Pandora, Dawes. our own, personel Hell." He introduced. She must have looked suprised or something as he continued without a reply. "Dont you think this place is all fun and games, cause a bunch of friggen trees surround us, It is pure hell out there filled with animals and savages that can eat you up in one bite." He said and Max seemed a bit annoyed at his appearence. "Dont go scaring off our scientists, Quarich." Parker said with a shake of his head. "Hes right though, this place isnt very welcoming and thats an understatement. And the locals arent to happy with us, sky people." he said. Max leaned in and whispered "Grace will explain the whole thing when you get there, dont take them to seriously." he said, she grinned. So thats whats going on..she could already tell there was a clash of ideals between the two higher ups and the Avatar program.

They led her into a room and she saw rows of tanks with glowing green substance in it, and within the strange, manmade wombs were Avatars. Her eyes widened and Max grinned at her expression. You want to go meet your Avatar?" He asked. "Shes almost done, got the appearence and the right height. The next few months will just be for her lungs and her indegestive system. She looks, and performs like a real Na'vi." He said proudly as he led her to the end, Parker stopped them. "Im sorry I have to bail on you so soon, but I have a lot to do. Patel here will show you the ropes, and introduce you to Grace Augistine, The lead scientist around here. Sparrow smiled widely, glad to know she would get a chance to meet her idle. "That is fine, I understand. Thankyou for welcoming me to Pandora." she said. Parker seemed to grin and look at her for a second longer than usuall and then he left. Max whistled. "Watch out, I think he likes you." Sparrow laughed. "Not so!" she protested "Besides, hes shorter than me, can you imagine?" She joked, Max laughed "Yeah. come on, we were going to see your avatar remember?" he said and her face went into another excited grin as she walked with Max to the place her Avatar was. She leaned in close, the avatar floting in the liquid was twitching every so often like a child would in a reall womb. It was fully grown, Max didnt seem to notice the fact she was nakid and Sparrow raised an eyebrow but didnt comment. "She is..." She began, but there werent words to describe how cool this was, how surreal. Max understood, and clapped her on the back. "amazing? breath taking? Surreal? I know. And she looks exactly like a native Na'vi. Grace was impressed." he said as she peered at its ears, higher up on the head and like a deers. The eyes were closed but she could tell they were cat like. The nose like a snout above full lips. The skin tone was a mix of two blues, a darker blue and an aquamarine. She was amazed as she looked at the braid like thing hanging down its back. "The natives call it, Tsahaylu. You will learn all about it." He said as she observed the creatures tail and giggled. "Always wondered what it would be like to have a tail." She joked, Max grinned and laughed. "Your going to fit in just fine. But try and be serious with Grace, she takes this very serious, we all do." He said. Sparrow nodded.

"So do I." She said as she looked at the hair, that hung just below its shoulders and was just as black as her hair, and thick. The four fingered hands, the swirls of blue. The sheer size of the Avatar was amazing. Mindblowingly so. It was hard to imagine something so unbelievably cool. Though she was light headed, hungry, felt like she wanted to sleep for a day she was excited to see her Avatar. It was beautiful, looked like her but so different. "She really does look exactly like a Na'vi. The only difference is the fingers" Max spoke from besides her. "This may make it easier to talk to them." he said, earning a curious glance from Sparrow. "The Na'vi dont trust us that much, with do cause" he explained but didnt elaborate. "I can take you to your room, So you can rest. I know how weird it feels the first day." Max said. Sparrow was never so glad to hear the word rest, even though she had just been asleep for six and a half years, it was somehow different. She followed Max from the room, her eyes glancing back at her Avatar every moment or so. It was hard to look away.

Well, its nice and long! How did you like it? I put a lot in I know but I wanted her to meet her Avatar. I probably should have made it for next chapter but there is plenty of stuff to happen in the future, im not to worried on it. I know, she is a bit of a Mary sue. But what char isnt? XD She is what I like to call the average mary. She isnt overly smart and she wont take over the entire story line. Yes, I may make her have contact with the Na'vi but she wont be the one to save them, Jake sully will when he arives.

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