Okay sorry this took so long to update, have exams at the moment so meh...

italics represent the na'vi language and thoughts.

I do not own Avatar though I wish I did. Enjoy :D

ps. although in the movie the humans werent in the bulldozers I changed that slighlty :S


Chapter Seven

Anna changed into a clean pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Stroking her neck her fingers froze. The necklace was missing. It was foolish of her to miss it since it was always on her Avatar but she felt it's absence prominently today. Anna shut her eyes and a salacious grin spread from ear to ear as she recalled the night she spent with Ngay'swizav. Ever since her mother had given it to her, Anna had never removed the locket. It was as much a part of her as her arm. Smiling she realised that it didn't matter. She had never felt this way about anyone which was as frightening as it was thrilling. There was a soft knock on the door and Anna hurried to open it. Norman stood in the hallway his eyes shuttered but his posture determined.

"Norm." Anna smiled pulling him into her room. When she closed the door behind her, she felt two strong arms wrap around her body as Norman hugged her. Anna rubbed his wrist soothingly.

"It's ok Norm, nothing will come between our friendship." Anna said. She felt his grip tighten momentarily before he slowly let her go. Anna looked at him bemusedly trying to figure out why he was such in an odd mood.

"Norm." She reached for him but he evaded her hands slamming the door firmly behind him. Anna felt the tell-tale pricks behind her eyes and she sniffed loudly to stop the tears from falling but to no avail. Anna slumped to the floor and wept.

Colonel Quaritch paced air traffic control, as Intel manned dozens of monitors. Rubbing at the stubble on his chin he glanced at Selfridge who was consumed with his putting game. The bulldozers where stalling waiting for their next orders. Quaritch had no qualms about the savages' sacred tree being torn to pieces. He was thirsting for a battle and he had been at the end of his threshold until this morning.

"Today is the day Quaritch, you can go all kamikaze on their ass." Selfridge had laughed poking the jagged rock of unobtanium. Quaritch had smiled cracking his knuckles in preparation, oh how he was going to enjoy this. Now he stood in the tower the power to exterminate an entire clan at his fingertips. All he had to do was press the intercom.

"Sir we are awaiting orders." Quaritch thought back to Anna wondering where she was now. Hopefully she wouldn't be caught up in what was about to happen. But as long as her body remained in the Link Room then everything would be ok. It was just an Avatar after all.

"Begin."

Ngay'swizav stirred in the glade, the soft undergrowth at his back. His tail twitched finding the sleeping form of his mate. The fine hairs at the end of his tail tickled her skin following the bisected dark lines. As she lay in the crook of his arms Ngay'swizav wondered how The People would react. His parents would not be overjoyed nor would Beyral but in the end a mating could not be forced. No one needed to know that he had been mated to Anna for over three months and Anna didn't need to know that he had initially wanted to hurt her. He ran the back of his hand against her neck following his descent with his lips.

"Anna." He whispered coaxing her awake. The empty body stirred slightly but he knew that Anna had not returned. Ngay'swizav rested his head against her temple. This was not how he wanted to spend the morning. His plan had been to kiss her awake paying homage to her body until she screamed his name.

"All you do is sleep." He chuckled turning Anna's body in his.

Somewhere beyond where they had fallen asleep, their clothes were scattered. Ngay'swizav stretched the hugged Anna's body close to his, marvelling at how perfectly her naked body fit against his. The paint on her body had become dry and he easily began picking them off her skin. Looking at his own chest Ngay'swizav realised that at some point during the night, the paint had rubbed off onto him as well.

"Messy woman." He whispered into her ear nibbling on its pointed tip.

His hand moulded around her breast squeezing and massaging, wishing that Anna was there to experience what he was doing. Burying his lips at the base of her throat Ngay'swizav laved the expanse of flesh with his tongue. The earth shook and Ngay'swizav looked up from his ministrations. Feeling nothing more he returned to tasting Anna's skin. The vibration returned this time with more force sending ikranay screeching into the sky as the trees shuddered. Ngay'swizav's eyes widened in horror as the glow from the tree of voiced began to flicker like a candle in the wind.

"Wake up Anna, wake up." Ngay'swizav growled shaking Anna's comatose body. All around him wood splintered flying like shrapnel and Ngay'swizav could do nothing but pull Anna into his arms wrapping a large leaf around her. With one arm under her knees and the other supporting her back, he hoisted her against his chest. The large demon crawled the ground slashing away at everything in its path.

"By the love of Eywa." Ngay'swizav cried out as the whole forest was flattened in one fell swoop.

The tree of voices had been ripped from its roots the glow becoming a faint residue. How could the Tawtute stoop so low? Eywa and all her beings were innocent, she provided food and shelter to all of those that lived on Pandora. She was energy and nature personified and she was being killed.

Ngay'swizav grunted as his back hit a solid wall of rock, the demon crawler continuing towards them. Ngay'swizav had only once chance to get this right if not they would both perish.

"I see you." Ngay'swizav whispered kissing her eyelids.

Taking a deep breath he launched himself towards the metal beast running along the sloped piping that held the spinning blades. There was a black residue that he couldn't grip and he slipped a down a few inches. Grunting he balanced Anna's head on his shoulder and used his free hand to scale the rest of the way. He didn't bother to look at the Tawtute, they were not important to him right now. Using his tail Ngay'swizav wrapped it around a bar, throwing Anna onto the flat roof. Ngay'swizav scrambled after her lifting up just as he launched over the side of the beast. It would take slightly longer to reach Hometree as he was forced to take a different route. He only hoped that he made it in time to warn The People.

"Sir, you might want to see this." Quaritch looked up from the map in front of him. Through the speakers he heard heavy footsteps on the metal of the bulldozer. The camera's showed a Na'vi scaling the machinery. Quaritch watched as the male Na'vi deified logic, running up the bulldozer with a female in his arms. Though the male was naked he had wrapped a large leaf around the female like a shawl.

"Do we have any weapons?" He asked looking around for anything he could use to blast the savage. Quaritch looked around expectantly as though a large red button that said 'Do Not Touch' would miraculously appear. The reflection of metal on metal slightly blinded him, averting his eyes quickly something caught his eye on the monitor.

"Wait, rewind." Quaritch said squeezing the shoulder of a technician. The image was rewound to the point where there was a close up of the male Na'vi's chest.

"Stop!" Quaritch shouted making the technician flinch in response. The image flickered on the screen. Mellissa's necklace. Quaritch slammed his fist against the protective cover of the monitor. The screen smashed under his weight, sparks shooting out from the black void. What had that Na'vi been doing with his wife's necklace. He had never seen Anna without it. Touching his comm.-link Quaritch contacted Hell's Pass.

"Connect me with Anna Quaritch." His commanded.

"Sorry sir she had just entered the psionic link. I cannot interrupt it." The scientist said. Quaritch growled smashing the comm.-link against the floor and stomping on it.

"Colonel?" The technician asked as his hands riffled with the mains from the broken monitor.

"I think it's time we pay that Hometree a visit?" Quaritch smiled grimly. The bulldozer would not be affective against the giant tree but it would put the fear of God in the savages.

Anna came awake to the sensation of bumping against something hard and solid. She could barely breath as the hard shoulder dug into her abdomen. Lifting up her head she saw the remains of the forest. She had been too late. Anna struggled against Ngay'swizav she had to tell him everything.

"Stay still." He said pinching her bottom. Soon they had reached Hometree and it was obvious that everyone knew what had happened. Ngay'swizav put her on her feet and they crept towards where a washing line hung from two saplings.

"Here." Ngay'swizav whispered thrusting the clothes into her hands. Anna dressed quickly blushing as Ngay'swizav sent her a heated glance. But they both knew that this wasn't the time or the place, she had to tell the Omatikaya what was about to happen. They reached the base of Hometree where Eytukan stood with Beyral, Tsu'tey and the rest of the hunters.

"Olo'eyktan, I see you." Anna said when Eytukan noticed her presence.

"Demon!" Beyral hissed launching herself at Anna. Beyral grabbed fistfuls of her hair slamming her face into the ground. Anna gasped as Beyral spun her onto her back pinning her to the ground, smashing her fists into Anna's face.

"Stop!"Ngay'swizav shouted dragging Beyral from the base of her queue. Beyral screamed in agony as Ngay'swizav flung her away from Anna. Beyral stopped her roll by flipping onto her feet her dagger held threateningly her fangs bared. Ngay'swizav flicked his tail dismissively, picking Anna up into his arms. Blood trickled from her nose and her skin was bruised black from Beyral's attack.

"Txe'lan." Ngay'swizav said softly, wiping away the slivers of red. Anna tried to smile but it hurt too much, how she wished that she could lay her head and sleep.

"The dreamwalkers must pay."

The Na'vi whose attention had been held by the fight had soon lost interest and were thinking back to their destroyed forests. Anna could hear crying, a young mother wailed as she clutched her lifeless child, her family trying to console her. Some of the hunters were sporting injuries, their skin darkened by dirt and ash. In the skies she could see the missing canopy of trees that had bought her so much comfort in the past.

"You cannot go up against them." The Na'vi murmured as Grace walked through the crowd Norman at her heels. "They are too powerful. You must leave Hometree." Grace said.

"You have no say among the Omatikaya." Beyral said flexing her knuckles her eyes drilling in to Anna's.

Anna turned from her, resting heavily against Ngay'swizav as a wave of pain shook her body. Ngay'swizav cupped her cheek, his touch soothing the pain as it began to retreat.

"We must leave." Anna said forcing herself from Ngay'swizav's arms, addressing Eytukan and Mo'at praying that they would listen to here.

"We will not leave our home. That is not our way!" Eytukan raised his bow in the air and the Na'vi cheered.

"Please you have to…" The ground vibrated violently. Na'vi screamed under the noise caused by the unseen beast. Anna strained her eyes trying to make out what was coming from the forest.

"Get back." Ngay'swizav growled pulling Anna away from the oncoming bulldozer. In the back of her mind she heard the sound of bow stings being pulled tightly.

"Don't shoot." Grace and Norman yelled and although they were not Omatikaya the Na'vi listened. The dreamwalkers knew the Tawtute better than they. The bulldozer came to a halt stopping mere feet from Anna. Ngay'swizav hissed at the foreign contraption but Anna remained cool shutting everything out except her mission.

Anna ignored Ngay'swizav's cries climbing up the bulldozer. She stood on the hood of the vehicle peering through the glass. Stunned human faces looked back at her, some were in utter awe whilst others were horrified. It was her father's face she was seeking and it was her father's face she found. A vein throbbed angrily and he clutched his fists tightly as though he would strike her. Shame about the lethal atmosphere. Anna grimaced clearing her face of all emotion. She wouldn't be Anna the Docile or Anna the Innocent. It was time she became a true warrior. She needed a steel heart if she was about to betray the ones she loved.

...

Ngay'swizav stood beside Tsu'tey and Norman unable to do nothing but watch as Anna paced the bull-dozer. The dreamwalkers had stopped him from chasing after her. They claimed that Hometree would be destroyed if they did not cooperate. His eyes glistened as he saw all that was Eywa laying in ruins. The tree of voices had been their closest connection to their ancestors and to Eywa. Now it was gone. There was nothing left of it, scouts had come back with the news that the utral aymokriyä was gone forever.

"Keep your aim steady but do not shoot, Anna is up there." Ngay'swizav ordered, pulling an arrow from his quiver he nocked it against the bow hoping that he wouldn't have to use it.

"Anna what are you doing?" Ngay'swizav shook his head as the faceless voice echoed through Hometree.

"Demon."

"Destroyer."

Ngay'swizav heard and felt the malice in The People's voice, never had he heard so much contempt. The Tawtute had brought more than destruction to the Omatikaya, they had brought hatred too.

"I am doing the right thing." Anna's voice carried out catching the attention of every single Na'vi. Ngay'swizav took a step forward wanting to catch every single word.

"You were meant to study Pandora, the good Doctor and Norman were meant to watch out for you." The voice boomed growing increasingly hostile.

"I have and I still have much to learn. More time."

"You knew what would happen Anna, I may not have told you when but you knew." Ngay'swizav's eyes widened at what the voice said. Anna had been aware of what the Tawtute were planning yet she hadn't told the Omatikaya, she had kept it a secret and now their home was being destroyed.

"You can buy us time, I know you can." Ngay'swizav winced as Anna released any hostile equipment. To his disgust she went on her hands and needs and pleaded. Thrusting his bow and quiver into Norm's chest, Ngay'swizav dashed to the bull-dozer.

"Get up!" Anna looked at him, hearing his sharp request. Tears fell from her large eyes catching in her eyelashes. Ngay'swizav refused to feel pity or worse feel sorry for her. She had already proven that the Omatikaya were not her people.

"Lissa's locket." The voice hissed. "You gave that savage your mothers necklace." Ngay'swizav reached for the shiny trinket Anna had given him. From the man's intonation it was clear that Anna's mother meant a lot to him.

"He is important to me." Anna begged touching the camera, in a sad like caress.

"You make me sick. I'm pulling you out."

"Father." Anna choked. Ngay'swizav caught her as she hit the ground her eyes rolling in the back of her head. Ngay'swizav turned to the man and snarled wanting to smash his way to the man's throat. Instead he gathered Anna in his arms and sprung down from the bull-dozer.

"Easy, easy." Grace said raising her palm. The machine began to edge away from Hometree until a raggedy hollow was the only evidence of its presence.

"Do you think they'll pull us out too?" Norman asked his worried eyes resting on Anna's Avatar. Ngay'swizav marvelled at how the body breathed and even twitched though there was no essence. Anna was far from this body and Ngay'swizav couldn't help but be relieved. Her deception had caused the destruction of hundreds of year of ancestory. So many opportunities had a risen when she could have told the truth but she hadn't. Worst she had lied to him, had made him love her. The betrayal clawed at his gut.

"Don't blame Anna. She never thought her father would act so soon." Norman said seeing the way Ngay'swizav looked at the Avatar. Ngay'swizav growled dropping the empty shell to the floor. He ignored the dreamwalkers curse as they hurried to pick it up. Turning to his father he realised that Eytukan still refused to relocate The People. Ngay'swizav touched his head a simple action that showed his support. A part of Eywa had been killed this day and Ngay'swizav wanted blood.

Anna gasped, choking for breath as the psionic unit was ripped open. Selfridge stood with two armed men waiting for her, a sickening smirk on his lips. Anna shuddered as he pulled her out his nails biting into the sensitive flesh of her upper arm. He and his cronies marched to the executive sleeping quarters.

"No one is to disturb us." Selfridge warned. The men saluted him then stood ramrod stiff on either side of the door.

"Let go!" She shrieked as he flung her on to the bed, the force sending her head cracking against the wall. Spots hindered her sight as she blindly tried to climb of the bunker but Selfridge was there pinning her arms above her head.

"Do you know how long I've wanted to do this?" Selfridge said drawing blood as he nipped her throat. Anna tried to break away from his but his grip grew tight and with his free hand he squeezed her jaw tightly.

"Luckily I've given your father something more important than you." Selfridge laughed rubbing his arousal against her thigh. Anna choked on bile as the images of him raping her filled her thoughts.

"Let go of her." Anna gave a silent prayer as Norman and Trudy walked into the room. The soldiers that had been standing guard lay slumped on the floor. Norm snapped a pair of handcuffs on Selfridge's wrists locking him to the bedpost. Anna could feel hysteria building but used all her strength to tamper it down, she wouldn't be a help to anyone if she went crazy.

"Grace told us about a psionic mobile unit out by the halleluiah mountains." Trudy said as they rushed through the corridors towards her chopper. The rooms weren't completely sound proof and Anna was sure that Selfridge was making enough sound to wake the dead. The poor corpses. Anna clamped her hand over her mouth as a giggle escaped her. Trudy looked over her shoulder bemused by Anna's outburst.

"Is she always like this?" Trudy asked as they neared the Samson.

"Especially when there is danger afoot." Norman nodded entering the aircraft. Trudy gave Norman the same puzzled look.

"Afoot?" Trudy and Anna said in unison laughing.

"Move it, wouldn't want to draw attention to ourselves." Anna sobered quickly entering the Samson. As the blades began to rotate a tall figure ran towards them. It was Grace.

"Those bastards are after me." She panted. Anna and Norm helped pull her into the aircraft as Trudy took off.

Bullets suddenly hit the hull, piercing holes through the metal. Everyone ducked as more bullets erupted, Trudy using manoeuvres that Anna had never thought possible. Soon the sound of gunfire faded and they were flying over water.

"Shit." Grace hissed her hand pressed against her abdomen came back with blood on it.

"Med kit!" Norman yelled over the roar of the engine searching every cache and crevice. Anna took off her top balling it in her fist. She pressed it against the wound taking Grace's hand and getting her to hold it. Taking the needle filled with sedatives she slapped Grace's arm waiting for the vein to show.

"This might hurt." Anna said pushing the needle through her skin.

"Can't hurt as much as a gunshot." Grace murmured as the drugs took their effect. Anna tended to Grace while she slept. Though she had cleaned the dried blood and wrapped it up, Anna knew that little could be done for her.

"We have to get her to the Omatikaya." Anna said. Trudy had successfully landed them near the mobile units. Grace was sleeping while Anna, Trudy and Norman tried to figure out a way to regain favour with the Omatikaya.

"After you blacked out the elders, mothers and children were sent to the tree of souls."

The tree of souls was a sacred site to the Na'vi. They believed that it was the largest manifestation of Eywa.

"And the hunters?" Anna didn't know why she asked. It was clear that Eytukan cared for his people yet was too proud to turn away from battle. It was scary how similar her father was Eytukan.

"What about speaking with your father?" Trudy asked picking at the dehydrated food. It was the only edible substance they could find.

"I'm hoping that he will have enough love for me to turn against the RDA." Admitted Anna, programming the link unit.

"Promise me you'll be careful." Norman whispered. Anna smiled hugging him tightly. Just as she pulled away he took hold of her head and kissed her. "I mean it." He said. Anna blushed kissing him quickly on the cheek. Closing her eyes as the unit door shut Anna hoped that she could keep her promise.


Na'vi translations

Olo'eyktan- Clan leader

Txe'lan-Heart

Tawtute- Sky people

utral aymokriyä- tree of voices