Interlude of a Revelation

Mo'at was struck dumb. As was all the other ten foot blue aliens in front of Kagome. No one knew what to say for several moments. The crest of dawn was peeking over the horizon.

Most of the viperwolves walked back some to surround Kagome's family, leaving Kagome and their Alpha female side by side.

Watching them.

There was movement from the back of the small group of Omaticaya. One of their newer warriors, a survivor of Home Tree's desolation at the hands of humans. "Why should we trust you. You are alien, human. Poison. We should kill you like your kind tried to kill us!" The acidic venom of his words reached the ears of everyone.

He stepped forward, shoving his way towards the front of the group and pointing an accusing finger at the short little human. His form was still young, shorter than a fully grown Jakesully as he stood at 10 foot 8 inches, his eyes a hateful amber, staring her down.

None of the Omaticaya could refute his words. In their hearts, still, resided pain and hate for the tiny pale fleshed beings called humans, The Sky People.

Jakesully was no different. So much time was spent with his people, he did not remember much of being a human. Now he was Na'vi and nothing would change that. Not in his heart, nor in the hearts of the people. Well not most of them. There were a few who thought differently and for that they left.

Anger flowed through Kagome. Before she could completely think, she spoke. Well, more or less yelled. Stomping forward and pointing right back, she let loose. "I stood here and told you, I do not lie claim to my humanity! I am not them. I have a name! Ka-Go-Me! Not poison! Not human! Not alien!"

Her steps were followed by the alert and wary female Alpha. Kagome was face to well chest of the young warrior. "How would you like it if my words to you were 'beast', 'monster', 'abomination.?! Our blood is red, I have a connection with your planet I haven't felt with mine! This is my new home! I am NOT like the aberrations called humans!" Every name she threw out to the warrior she poked his chest, eyes a blazing crimson. She would not stand down to him or anyone.

Her words reached the ears of the Na'vi. The memories of Jakesully. He stepped forward, beside the young warrior. Watching the little pale skin rip him a new one. He laughed at the end of her tirade.

The muscles in the young warriors face and body tensed, ready to strike. He was stopped when a heavy hand on his shoulder caught his attention. "Teylar, that is enough."

Jakesully pulled the young warrior behind him and further into the crowd. He took the warrior's place in front of the pale face. Looking down into her eyes, he saw the flecks of green and gold in them, so wide were they it was like swimming into the sea.

"You remind of what is like to be human again, Ka-Go-Me." her name was foreign on his tongue. Japanese was never his thing.

His brother was the linguist. He was the fighter.

He gently pushed her raised finger down, causing red to shoot across her face. He laughed again. "You know my name. What is yours?"

She stepped back, caution engulfing her. "Jakesully. I am the Olo'eyktan of the Omaticaya. I am their chief."

Her eyes widened at his news. "We will welcome you and your people. I see you, Ka-Go-Me." His words and easy acceptance released the tension in her shoulders and she breathed out. There was something about that phrase that reached her.

Neytiri chose that moment to speak up. "Mother, do you have nothing to say for this?!" She was honestly baffled at her mate.

Mo'at watched everything, heard everything. Even the words of Eywa speaking in her heart. 'You have not left me child. I had feared. She is Swok'ite. (A/N: term is borrowed from "To Begin Again" by YukimuraShuusukeGirl *fabulous author by the way. She's the one who inspired me to write this story.) "No daughter." Mo'at turned her eyes to her daughter, from Eywa's Child.

"She belongs with us. Eywa has spoken. So shall it be." With those words her hand reached for the young warrior's hand, the warrior who tried to strike her.

"You are to cone with me, warrior. You will learn honor again." Mo'at snarled the words at Teylar. "Ka-Go-Me. In three days time, when the sun is at it's zenith, come seek me. We have much to discuss."

Two warriors gripped either arm of the young warrior. Pulling him behind the back of their old healer. Watching everything with wide eyes, all Kagome could do was nod.

Mo'at nodded back and turned tired eyes to the betrayed eyes of Neytiri. "Come seek me when anger is not to heavy in your heart, daughter. I take my leave from you all."

Viper wolves moved up to Kagome, the alpha female pushing her back. She looked around at their sleek black skin, clearly confused as they separated her from the Na'vi. Not looking back she did not see one of the figures of her family waking up.

A little boy with fuzzy brown ears and a swishing tail. One of the younger children. or in the case of his species, pups.

. . .

Neytiri turned away from the pale face, watching her mother and the young warrior leave. He was her child with Tsu'tey all those years ago. She remembered the look on his face when his son was born. So much awe and fear. He did not touch their child for the first years until he was older.

Shuddering, Neytiri's eyes wandered around the other few warriors and maidens that made the late journey with them.

. . .

Kagome turned around, pushing some of the vipers from her legs before she fell over. Seeing her little nephew stirring and some of the other's eyes twitching before finally stilling she ran over.

"Aito! My little darling!" She picked up the snuffling and half-awake child.

His little voice was thick with sleep. "Oba-san." His hands wound around her neck. He snuffled and took in her scent before falling back asleep.

. . .

Ey'kwatana watched all with silent acceptance. She felt a quiet peace in her heart. She looked at the happiness on the pale skin's face. She yearned for her own family to be with her again! She just smiled, happy for the little one, yet missing her own little one.

. . .

Jakesully chuckled, watching the small human woman. "Ka-Go-Me. We have sent for litters to help move your family to our home. You will be given one of the few huts we do have."

Watching her for a few minutes more, he turned around and put his arm around his mate. "Let us go to Tree of Home. We will help Ka-Go-Me bring her family up."

Neytiri nodded her head against his chest, refusing to look him in the eyes. She could not hide her disdain for the pale skin well enough yet. She would not be by to see her mother for a long while.

. . .

Kagome sighed,her arms secured around Aito, her little nephew. She was languidly following the parade of Na'vi, watching the resting forms of her family. InuYasha and his mate, the red-haired ookami Ayame. Kouga and his precious Rin. Sesshomaru and his former mate, Maemi and her current mate Jomei. Ginta with sweet Kameko.

Hakkaku and his lovers Kano, Keiji, and Taya. All of their children, including her own consisting of little Shippo, Shiori, Kanna, and Souten.

Youko Kurama and his mates Kuronue and Shinye, with all of their children. Kitchi one of many, one of the eldest of many.

There were a few others that she was glad to see through the years, members of Kouga's pack and some of the panther devas, the children that were no longer children, from Horai Island, Ai and Asagi, the twins Dai and Roku, Moegi, and finally sweet Shion.

She looked and saw Kagura following, carrying her own children. Kagura was the only one of the demons to awaken. As a child of hers through the Shikon, Kagura had a much stronger resilience than the normal demon.

. . .

Kagome looked around the sparse but rather large hut given to her and her family by the Omaticaya tribe at the edge of the clearing that housed the tribe's smaller Tree of Home.

She sighed, running her fingers through little Aito's hair. He was as tiny as her Shippo. Of whom laid with the rest of the children.

Their entire group was over 30 people strong. Enough for a tribe, but they were more than that. They were a family. A clan.

Her clan. She nearly died to save them and she would again. Looking behind her she noticed some of the viperwolves were watching her family.

She walked over to place Aito down by Kagura, her silent eldest daughter. "Watch them. I will return."

Kagura's red eyes pierced her. "I saw what happened with Kitchi. I woke seconds after she did. You were ready to die."

Kagome's eyes jerked away from the leveled stare of her daughter. "I was. I yearn for home."

Kagura's face fell some. Very few things left her weak and vulnerable. Her mother's opinions and happiness were one of them.

"I had thought we were your home, Mother."

"Kagura. You are. More than you will ever know." Kagome kneeled and drew her daughter to her. "You and Kanna may not have been borne from my flesh, but you were from my soul. Everyone in our family, our clan, is my home in my heart. Goshinboku and the area around it is my physical home."

"Mother. Our home is dead." Kagura gripped the tattered front of Kagome's robes.

"Our home is here now, daughter." Kagome's eyes widened, her chin resting on Kagura's head. "You cleaver little minx!"

Kagura laughed and sat up. Amusement in her red eyes. Her smile small, but sweet. "I had to do what I could to pull you out of your funk."

. . .

Eywa watched through the eyes of the vipers, directing the small group of them to scout and protect the resting clan. She pulsed her essence through the land, waiting for the Miko to come out.

Eywa felt as if her lungs were not right, bereft of the Tree of Voices, a major connection to her heart, the Tree of Souls.

'Come little Miko. Soon you will heal me so that we may heal my people.'

. . .

Kagome's head shot up, feeling the very planet call to her. "Kagura, I will return. Watch over everyone." She made to move for the only exit of the large hut when she heard groaning to her left.

A silver head was slowing moving. Two arms pushing a large torso up. "Miko. . ." His voice was low and thick. The utter liquid decadence of it still got to her. Everytime he spoke she was weak at the knees.

Changing directions, Kagome walked to her lover. "Sesshomaru-sama. I am here."

"Why are we not on the ship, Miko?" His eyes refused to open, though she heard him sniff around them, taking in the scents of the ground, her and everyone. Making sure all was well.

"Your brother is an idiot. The person he bought it from cut a few corners, koi. We nearly died." She bent her head to the left, shooting a few murderous glares to his brother's sleeping body. Inuyasha's ears tweaked and his body visibly flinched, feeling Kagome's death glares on him.

His head turned towards her, low-lidded citrine eyes piercing straight through to her core. She was wet instantly, there was no hiding, especially when his nose caught the scent of her arousal. He pulled her on him, their lips fused together. Refusing to part for even a moment, despite her mortality she kept on kissing him. His razor tipped claws gently parted her top, revealing the barest hint of skin.

. . .

Kagura unashamedly watched her mother make out with her former lover. Even after the years have passed she still thought he was the hottest creature ever. She ran her hand through her mate's hair, soothing both herself and him.

A/N: Well who knew even Eywa could be somewhat sinister? That's not the case though. *ducks and hides* you'll see more later.

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I recently started a new story "Love of the Imprints", which I took over. I love the story and how it's going. I'm excited. I have a gift for everyone in like three weeks, there will be a double post of "Live Again", my first chapter of "Love of the Imprints", and another chapter of "Den Mother". Keep your eyes out. Look around on the !st-4th of July. (By the way the person who can guess what day my birthdays is in that week will get a special dedication!)

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